This is basically an interest check to see if anyone would be interested in a somewhat specific incest story-arch concerning mothers and their sons. My idea is as follows.
Samantha Dobbs sat back in the luxurious office chair and turned slowly from the glass topped table that she used as a desk and gazed out the wall of windows at the city skyline beyond. At 34 years old, she had worked hard to get to this point; to be her own boss and wealthy enough to indulge this one little thing for herself. She knew that she still looked good for her age; her long, ebony hair with its natural curls, bright green eyes in a complexion that had just a hint of a tan. Her figure was athletic, except for the generousness of her breast that filled out the sleeveless ivory blouse without more than just a hint of sag and her long, well toned legs that descended from her rounded hips only made her look taller in the navy skirt that stopped just past mid-thigh. Just long enough to be acceptable as business wear, but short enough to let her feel like a desirable woman… Yes, she had worked hard and given up a lot to get here.
Mostly, she had given up a sham of a marriage to her high-school sweet-heart, and half of his fortune, but she had kept the important things… the condo around her, the $30,000,000 in assets and her teenage son. She had gotten both lucky and cursed when she had married Richard Dobbs at the tender age of 16. Many of his family and friends still believed that she had gotten pregnant on purpose, that she had wanted his money and that the baby that had come along 8 months after the wedding was the cause of the marriage… that her father, the family butler, had threatened statutory rape charges if the little bastard didn’t marry her… well, parts of it were true, but mostly not. A broken condom had caused her pregnancy, but she had let him into her panties happily enough. It hadn’t been because of his money, but because of his big cock… oh, and her father had threatened the rape charge, but not to get the 16 year old married. As a mere 16 year old, Samantha couldn’t even sign a pre0-nupt and thank God for community property states. She would still be married to Richard, never Rich, dick, or Richie, always Richard, if he hadn’t of screwed up with his last mistress and gotten it spread all over the local news. Sam couldn’t accept that and still hold her head up, so she had filed for divorce and sole custody of her son. Richard knew better than to fight it as Sam had known all of his little secrets and wasn’t afraid to be the victim if it meant keeping her son… and so it was a neat, fast and hostile as hell divorce.
That had been a year ago and it had taken one Samantha Williams, her maiden name, almost all of that time to quietly buy up the old resort in the Caribbean, remodel and revamp it and set it up for one event…. Well, one event that might become a repeat performance for women like her. The anniversary of her divorce was this weekend and she intended to celebrate it in a way no woman ever has before; by fucking the living daylights out of her baby-boy. She smiled to herself at the careful searching and vetting of those who would join her, women like herself who wanted their sons and wanted to have their moments in privacy… but it was all set and in a few short hours, the plane would lift off and for the next 9 days, it was going to be glorious.
Sam had, of course, started suggesting the idea to her son months ago; carefully feeling him out and having talks about being a young man with urges and so on. As they had worked closer to the real conversation, she had also started being more open with him about their bodies, but never going too far. When it had finally came out that she wanted him to be her lover, he had been ready to say yes and they had agreed to this weekend to be their first time. She didn’t really know if he was a virgin, but she didn’t care; he would be hers and that was the goal in her mind… in all of their minds. She had even arranged for a little quasi-wedding ceremony on the last day so that the young men could take their wives home and continue the relationships that would start tomorrow… if they wanted that, of course.
Carefully prepared guest speakers, events and formal dinners, a dance and beach party as well as other events would give them all a chance to develop friendships and a network for the years to come and that was also a goal… a network of mothers who loved their sons that much would be good to have in the event of emergencies… she had sunk her own fortune into it… It would be unbelievable!
Essentially, this is a story about mothers who take their sons as lovers at a private resort on a vacation just for them. I’m hoping that it’ll be much more than just the sex, but that would be fun as well.
I think that to get this to work, anyone who wanted to play would have to create two characters. A mother and a son. These would not be THE mother and son couple, but someone for the others to interact with so we maintain an equal number of male and females. If someone wants to play a second son, that would be up to the players, of course. I tend to think that character creation should be cooperative since parent and child should mesh and be compatible, but a start would be a profile of each and then working with the chosen player to bring them into a workable relationship. If someone did want to play a second son, they would have to find someone willing to have a mother with two sons. No left-outs here.
The sons should not be younger than 16, and I would prefer 18, and probably no older than 21 or 22 years old. The mothers would be of an age that would reflect the son’s age.
So, if there is enough interest, I’ll come up with a character profile and we can see what happens! We can even come up with short term NPC’s to act as speakers, staff and so on as needed if anyone wants to do more.