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The Grey Notebook (Flassche and Cindi)

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Cindi Fuller

Super-Earth
Joined
Sep 2, 2013
Location
USA
Cindi stood in the kitchen finishing up the evening dishes from another meal with her son and her. She had come to realize that was how it would be in her marriage. Her husband gone on business trips too often, her teenage son home but studying most of the time. Not that she minded her son being so studious, she was proud of him, he was so smart, got good grades, she liked to brag to her friends that he even knew Latin. He was so different from her, she had married out of high school and had him a few years later, no formal education.

She was a housewife and a mother, that was her job she told herself, though sometimes it felt like there should be more, there was no passion in her life, no intimacy, it was really like she was at a job. Still, her beliefs and upbringing left her faithful and resigned to continue to be a good wife and mother.

Her mind wondered to her younger years as she stood doing the dishes, she wore a knee length button front blue checkered dress, some of her friends teased her that she was the typical 1950's housewife, but she knew it was better to be a lady.

The dress, hugged her curves a bit, nothing overt, but a person looing could see she had ample 36DD breasts that looked large on her 5'4''frame. Her hips were a bit wider and her ass round with a thin waist giving her that hourglass figure guys used to like. she supposed they still did, didn't they?" she thought to herself.

He kept her strawberry blonde hair pulled back in her headband and wore flats for working around the house, only wearing high heels when she had to go out. She finished the dishes, wondering what she was going to do with herself for the evening now that the cleaning was finished up, the house was spotless. She looked in the hallway mirror at herself, her blue eyes sparkled,

"Gosh you look pretty" She said to herself and giggled, wondering where that had come from as she headed upstairs, figuring she might as well put on her night clothes, she wasn't going out and probably wouldn't have company.

Plus she could check on her son, not that she worried he wasn't studying, he was always such a good boy. She started up the stairs.
 
RE: The Grey Notebook (Faasche and Cindi)

Ever since the grey notebook has fallen in his hands Lance has had a certain pull towards.. something. It was hard to explain it all, to find words. Before this book was in his possession he was just a regular sixteen year old kid with to much time on his hands. Like his father his hair was dark brown, a stark contrast with his bright blue eyes. He was showing some signs of shedding his youthful frame and growing into adult hood, yet he was still at a 5”2 height. He had grown quite a bit last summer and if son were a bit his father, he would grow to 6”2 by the time he was twenty.
He was a decent student and had an above average social life. He wasn’t captain of a football team, nor was he sly with his tongue when it came to girls. Lance was just a smart kid with goofy friends, playing games that his parents would never truly understand. The only thing exceptional about him was that brain of his; capable of formulating plans, protocols and theories on the fly.

Something changed in Lance when he found the notebook, something deep within the lad. He had used the book on a few friends of his, experimenting and testing theories. How innocent it had all started at first, the gathering of small essential points in trial en error. He had been a child playing a fun game, yet not fully understanding the effect the book would have on him.
Now, six weeks later, he was different, more willing to admit to what he wanted, who he wanted.

He had spend his time at school conjuring up a plan to get enough essential points to actually change things on a larger scale. The tricks played on his friends were all fun and games, yet not so rewarding. It was time to take bigger risks to earn more. He had written his first command for his mother that day, specifying what exactly he wished of her.

Cindi: Offspring innocence lv2 The recipient of this effect is easier persuaded that her own child is innocent in his/her actions and thoughts.

Cindi: Arousal trigger: ‘Mommy’ lvl 1 The recipient of this effect gains 5% arousal upon hearing this word being uttered by the wielder of the notebook.

When Lance had come home that day he had spend most of it upstairs, reading a book and planning his next move. He had spend most of his points on his mother, spending 3 levels worth of essential points. The innocence factor would make it easier for him to get away with stuff. At level 1 it was easier for his mother to dismiss a stare from his eyes, thinking it was just youthful behavior. At level two she would simply tell herself that his gazing at her isn’t sexual, simply a normal stare. Lance knew that at even higher levels he would be able to do so much more around her.

The arousal trigger would be the little essential point cow of his, seeing as it went perfectly along with the first one. When saying the word ‘mommy’, a normal thing for a child to say, although not one frequently used by Lance, she would feel a bit more turned on. The fact that her son’s words did this to her would make it feel wrong.. dirty.
 
RE: The Grey Notebook (Faasche and Cindi)

Cindi made her way up the stares, she walked down the hall and knocked on Lance's door. "honey, it's mom, are you doing alright, need anything" she said as she slowly opened the door to his room. She peered inside, seeing him working on his homework, well, she didn't check but he had his notebook out, so what else could he be doing. She smiled

"How's my studious boy doing tonight" She smiled as she watched him working, so innocent and studious, she was glad going to public school hadn't made him vulgar and corrupt like so many of the teenagers now days. She watched him for a moment as she saw him look up slowly from his work, his sweet handsome face made her feel so proud, she had done one thing right over the years.

Watching as he looked up she was surprised when he called her "Mommy" he hadn't done that in years, she felt her heart race, it was so sweet, and .. she felt something more, not quite able to put her finger on it. As they talked she explained she was going to shower and get ready for bed, then watch some TV, offering up the invite for him to join her, which she always offered him to watch TV with her, and her rarely had time with his studies. she didn't expect him to take her up on it, but she wanted to make sure her son knew she loved him and always wanted to have him around her.
 
RE: The Grey Notebook (Faasche and Cindi)

Lance nodded, watching the flush in her cheeks as he spoke the code word. He knew that it would work, yet he was surprised at how easy it all was. He thanked her for the offer and told her he would consider it. He then watched her leave as he continued to finish his assignments. He waited a few minutes after he heard her enter the shower, listening intently to the sounds of her disrobing and stepping into the running shower. He then got up and entered the bathroom as well.
“Hey, mommy, I am just going to brush my teeth, ok, mommy?” He asked, making sure he spoke the words twice in a sentence. He could see through the mirror how it would affect her.

He calmly began brushing his teeth whilst enjoying he view he had of her, watching the fluid movements of her arms and the curves on her frame. He wanted her, badly, not bothered in the slightest that he was her biological son. “Mommy, we are out of toothpaste soon. Could you get the one that helps for sensitive teeth? Tyler’s mommy had bought us some ice-cream recently and the coldness of it gave me a toothache for a few hours. Could you do that, mommy?” He asked, voice innocent to drive the message home. He had just said the code word six times, making her at least 30% aroused by the book itself, perhaps even more if her own body responded to it. He decided to dare one step further, stepping towards the shower itself, placing a towel next to it and staring at her figure. “Here you go, mommy. I am going to go finish my homework now, ok mommy?” He turned around and closed the door behind him.

There, she was at forty % at the very least, perhaps more. What his mother did not know was that his son had placed his cell phone on top of the shelves behind the fresh towels. It was set to record and was pointing at the shower. If she said or did anything, he would find out soon enough.
 
RE: The Grey Notebook (Faasche and Cindi)

Standing in the shower, naked and showering she was surprised but not shocked when her son came in, the family had shared the same bathroom for the whole time he had been alive, it was normal to make use of it this way since they all three had to use it, her husband gone most of the time left the two of them usually the ones getting ready each day.

As she washed her body her nipples had grown so hard, she looked down, they were pink and distended as she heard her son come in, she was already feeling a bit aroused as she felt her body start to increase in temperature and arousal, she hadn't felt like this in a long time. As he was brushing his teeth, her body was trembling as he kept talking, she could manage to mutter some "uh-huh, and yessss" every so often as he was getting his teeth brushed.

She stared through the dimpled glass, his outline so strong and firm, she was feeling so ashamed and yet aroused as she thought to herself, she could be so satisfied with a young man like that, so firm and strong looking, body solid and virile. She watched his cute little butt as he left, she felt her fingers slide over her body, touching her nipples, gripping them.

She seldom touched herself like this, but she was beyond control, she wanted so bad to orgasm. She felt her body responding, as she let her fingers slide over the patch of hair near her mound, Her fingers searching that special spot, as she spread her wetness, letting her hand with the soap slide over her as well as she moaned.

Touching herself, she knew it wouldnt' take along as aroused as she was, she also knew it wasn't really what she wanted. "oh god, I need fucked" she moaned as she leaned against the shower wall, feeling so hot and horny, she pinched her left nipple hard with her left hand as she twisted it, almost painfully, her fingers rubbing her clit faster, feeling frustrated and aroused, she wanted release so bad, and it wasn't coming fast enough.

She found herself thinking about her innocent young son, so cute and without a clue as she rubbed herself, needing a man, needing him to be with her. she was rubbing faster, she felt so guilty, and so aroused, why wasn't this working, she needed it, her arousal was as high as it had been in many years. She considered that she might be going crazy.
 
RE: The Grey Notebook (Faasche and Cindi)

Lance kept to himself the rest of the evening, keeping his eyes on the grey note and watching the points pour in! He was overwhelmed by how easy it was. The book rewarded things that went against someone’s nature a whole lot more than simple what was natural for a person. So a mother who fantasised about her young son would be worth quite a bit. He simply waited for her to finish her shower before he stepped inside the bathroom, just as she was walking out, forcing her to bump against him. He apologised and told her he was a bit sheepish and book-worn from all the reading. He then told her he was going to sleep in early and not take her up on her offer to watch tv.
He said all this while mentioning the ‘mommy’ word quite a few times, tormenting the woman even further.

He let her go into her room while he grabbed his cell phone and retreated back into his room. The footage he had gotten was overwhelming and instantly turned him on to a level he had never before experienced. He spend the rest of the evening ‘occupying’ himself with the footage and trying to calm himself down. He decided to take it all a step further the following day.

He removed the Trait about the code word, getting some points back and then purchasing a new one, one aimed for something in the long run.

Cindi: hypnosis trigger: ‘Mommy dearest’ lvl 5 The recipient of this trait will instantly switch to his/her subconscious mind when hearing the trigger. In this state they experience a highly hypnotic trance and are susceptible to external input such as commands or suggestions.

When he woke that morning he decided to test it out immediately, walking to his mother’s room and knocking before entering. He watched her as he spoke the words ‘Can I get you breakfast, mommy dearest?’. If things would go according to plan, she would be put in a trance strong enough for him to suggest things to her. She should simply remain motionless, eyes open but clouded, as if she weren’t actually there inside her mind.
 
RE: The Grey Notebook (Faasche and Cindi)

Cindi spent a long evening with her son up in his room, she was in turmoil, her body so aroused, she took all her effort not to go up and try to touch him and try to seduce him. She was actually a bit relieved when she finally went to bed, but was disappointed as well as her frustration and desire seemed to be near an uncontrollable level. As she thought about her earlier actions in the shower thinking of him, her less than satisfying attempts at relieving her sexual tension and him brushing against him as she left the bathroom, she felt guilty and confused as she sat thinking and not really paying attention to the television..

She tried to go to bed earlier and was sleeping fitfully all night. her mind in turmoil and her body frustrated and filled with lust. She was lying in bed that morning in her white satin nightie, her mind still spinning knowing she had to get up soon to fix breakfast when her son came in, and being as sweet as he was offered her breakfast. She smiled in anticipation of the special treat and the time she would spend with him, that was all she really remembered after that as she stared at the ceiling for a moment, thinking she had fallen back to sleep.
 
RE: The Grey Notebook (Faasche and Cindi)

When his mother fell under the hypnosis he crept closer. He pinched her cheeks a few times and spoke to hear, yet all he noticed was her blank stare. He then asked her a few questions , yet she did not speak back to him. It seems the only thing that she could do was get commands before she woke up again. Wasting no more time Lance began to work.

“Mother, when you wake up you will only remember me asking you the question about breakfast, nothing else. In your subconscious mind you will remember my next words, remembering and acting them out whenever it is required.

Firstly, mother, from now on you will frequently skip wearing undergarments when you are alone with your son. You will either forget to put them on or simply think it isn’t necessary to wear them.

Secondly, mother, any text message you receive from your son that starts with ‘order’ is to be interpreted as your own thoughts, the message deleted afterwards and no recollection of any text.

Thirdly, mother, you will try to masturbate a few times today, yet never actually climaxing. You will then give it another shot and decide to masturbate in your son’s room when he is at school. You will then climax violently and so powerful it would feel like nothing you have ever experienced before.

The then snapped his fingers and removed her from her spell. He then smiled, watched her wake up and made his way downstairs to prepare breakfast for the two of them.
 
RE: The Grey Notebook (Faasche and Cindi)

When Cindi looked at the clock again, she realized she had fell back to sleep for a while. She could smell breakfast cooking and was anxious to get down and see her beautiful boy before he left. She got up and fixed her hair and make up, slipping her summer dress on, she pulled it down, realizing if she wore a bra it would show the straps, she left it off. she then opened her panty drawer, and thought, it wasn't necessary to wear panties today, no one was home anyway, just her and her son.

She made her way downstairs, feeling free yet still about aroused, her pussy ached and was seemingly always wet as she walked, making her feel more aroused and a bit dirty as she came into the kitchen seeing her son finishing up the breakfast. "wow, look at you, what a surprise, this is nice, can I help you get anything ready?" she said as she went up to give him a hug.

Smiling as her braless breasts pushed against him as she told him "good morning" looking at him, so kind and innocent, as he looked back at her, not a bad thought in his head as he smiled at his mother. Cindi stepped back, and looked up at her strong young son, feeling guilty as her pussy ached, wanting to be with him, feeling guilty for such thoughts. Her nipples were hard and pressing against the thin material of the yellow sundress as she poured some coffee. slipping her cell phone in the pocket of her dress .
 
RE: The Grey Notebook (Faasche and Cindi)

Lance simply told her that he wanted to surprise his mother. “I think it is only normal for me to help around the house now and again, don’t you agree?” He grinned as he gave her a kiss on the cheek and packed his lunch for school. He then went up the stairs into his room and activated his camera, setting up a program so that his webcam was set to record as soon as someone entered the room. He was sure the angle of his webcam would capture his mother if she went into his room to masturbate or did something similar. He then made his way downstairs and went to school, taking his notebook with him.

School was tiresome as always, yet he paid attention to what was happening. He had almost send his mother a text to try and see if the command for her worked, yet decided against it. Best if he did the testing while he was home.
So the minute he was home he rushed up the stairs to check out the recordings.
 
RE: The Grey Notebook (Faasche and Cindi)

Cindi's day was a bit unusual, she thought of her son all day, she felt her bodies arousal throughout the day, she found that not wearing panties came in handy for the day as she found herself rubbing herself as she did the daily housekeeping chores. She leaned against the washing machine rubbing her pussy till she was wet and trembling, wanting so bad to orgasm, but unable too.

later in the day while vacuuming she found herself rubbing herself as she placed the tip of the vacuum against her breasts letting it suck her nipples to hardness. She again didn't succeed but was so close she thought there was very little to make her go over the edge.

She worked through out the day always trying, till about three in the afternoon, she was putting her son's clothes away in his room, she found herself leaning against the round post of his footboard she works herself to arousal, lying legs spread, she pulls her top down, rubbing her hard nipples as she feels her body responding, she rubs her pussy and for the first time in her life, she has an orgasm and squirts. Her juices shoot out as she writhes, amazed she has the most intense orgasm of her life. She hurries to her bathroom and showers before her son gets home. Her body weak and trembling.
 
RE: The Grey Notebook (Faasche and Cindi)

While Lance was in his room he began typing a small letter, one hopefully good enough that it would seem like it had been send by the school’s nurse.

‘Dear miss Baker,

We are contacting you in accordance to the school’s latest policy in monitoring the children’s health and growth. Seeing as your son is now at the age where stable development matters, we will require the help of Lance, his school and parents to monitor it safely. As the chosen guardian for young Lance, we will require the following;

1. You will inform your son that there is a new test being performed for school and that a mother is tasked to preform those tests on her son. You must reassure the child and tell him that this is protocol and that you are there for the young man.

2. You must personally strip the child of any garments and try to stay in a kneeling position in front of the young man, this way you are not towering over the young man and it will seem less frightening.

3. You will explain that you need a picture of his manhood in flaccid state to better check if he is growing. You will also measure it in cm and feel both shaft, foreskin and sack in your bare hands, describing on a piece of paper how it feels in your hand.

4. You will then stroke the child’s manhood until it reaches an erect state, making sure to calm him down and tell him this is just normal and that his mother is there for him. You fell then measure him again, feel and describe the sensation and take another picture.

5. You will grab a small transparent cup and place it at the tip his manhood. You will then stroke him until climax and collect all his seed. You will measure the amount, feel the texture and describe the scent. You will then place the cup in your fridge and keep it in storage.

6. You will keep the a small notebook were you describe his sizes, the feeling and other data, both flaccid and erect, as well as the pictures and keep them in a safe location.

Lance glanced over the letter a few times and made it a bit more professional, yet keeping the content almost the same. He then grabbed his cell phone and texted his mother a message, starting with the word ‘order’, making it a command. He ordered her to believe the letter his son would give her within the hour, believing it was actually from the school’s nurse. She would feel maternal pride and responsibility for her son, believing he was still immature and was blissfully ignorant of all of these things.

In the back of her mind she would feel disgust and arousal for doing this, mind constantly going back to how she came to the thought of her son a few hours ago. She would also climax silently when she would see her son climaxing in the cup, imaging it as if he was erupting within her sex, filling her up. She would be as professional as could be and reassure her son that all mothers did these things for their sons if it concerned their health.

He texted her the message and made his way downstairs a few minutes later, after she had read the text. “Hey, mom? The school nurse gave me this earlier today, said you needed to read it.”
 
Cindi got the text minutes before her son came down. She was deleting the text as she heard him enter the kitchen. Looking at the phone curiously she put it away. Uncertain why she got it out in the first place. She took the letter reading it carefully. Looking up at her son she smiled weakly.

"We better do this in your room" she said nervously "I need you to go upstairs and wait for me. I'll explain everything then. Don't worry, your not in trouble"

Cindi got the things she needed and nervously headed to her sons room. Knocking lightly before entering. She felt uneasy. Her son so innocent looking confused she explained about the letter as she got on her knees using the cell phone for a camera.

Her eyes widened as she realized how big he was soft. After taking the picture she began stroking him as he grew she explained what was happening and stared hungrily as he got huge. Her soft fingers working the magic as he grew. She stroked faster feeling her body respond as she felt guilty.
 
“Why is this necessary, mother?” He asked softly, making sure his voice remained as innocent as possible. He could feel her hands slowly working the skin back and forth, teasing the foreskin and exposing the purple tip, throbbing violently and displaying numerous pulsating veins. Already he could see large drops of pre-cum leaking into the small transparent cup, creating a small puddle. He made no attempts at restraining his forced breathing, nor would he in the future. Each time her hand moved backwards, he groaned. Each time her hand moved forwards, he shuddered in pleasure.

The commands he had given her would force her to see him as an innocent young individual, someone who couldn’t possibly wish this to happen or understand it. She would feel confusion, conflicting emotions and arousal. She was a mother and had to take care of her child, yet why would she be turned on so badly?

He gripped her shoulder tightly when he began to climax, making sure it was a violent and almost eruptive event. He blasted wave after wave of thick hot seed in the cup, making sure that it occasionally smeared along her finger, coating them a bit. He did not last that long, seeing as it had been his first time, yet the amount itself was pretty impressive. “What happened, mother.” He asked, voice innocent.
 
Cindi felt odd. Somewhere inside she knew it was wrong. But the letter said it was important. She collected the sample. Her heavy breasts heaving as she worked the shaft. She was shocked at how big he was. Her body so aroused several times she had to stop herself from sucking him. She gently explained how all mothers had to do this and he should relax as it was perfectly normal. She really hoped she was right but the letter said too.

She got the sample and slowly let go of the throbbing member. She stared a long time. Unaware her son knew she was open to do so much for him. " ok honey. You can get dresses now" she said. Slowly standing she realized she was wet from this and her pantiless pussy was hot cage stood weakly. Fighting the arousal. Her mind spinning. She had no idea why she felt so a roused so often now.
 
Lance was slowly dressing again, pulling up his shorts and jeans, watching as his mother held the cum filled cup with one hand. He tried his hardest not to smile and grin, although it was hard for the young lad. “Thank you, mommy dearest.” He said whilst activating the command word, forcing her to slip into unconsciousness. She simply remained kneeling with the cup in her closed hand. Lance then leaned downwards and placed a single digit on her gender, slowly forcing it in up to the knuckle, sheathing his finger in her womanhood.

“Listen carefully. You will place the cum container in the fridge and will place the photos and written data in your bedroom, underneath your bed, away from where your husband will find it. When you get in your room you will leave the door somewhat open, although thinking you have closed it. You will then mentally tell yourself that all this arousal is simply caused by the fact that your husband is rarely home and that you have been without sex for a long time.

You will search for an adult movie on your tv and watch it whilst playing with it. You will try for an hour, yet never be able to climax at all. You will then remember the photos and grab the one where your son’s erect cock is visible, holding it out in front of you while continuing to please yourself. You will then moan out loud as you climax, moaning the name of your son. You will do this until you cum three times, after that realising what you did and quickly cleaning up the room and taking a bath. Afterwards you will make Lance dinner.”
 
Cindi was soon in her bedroom having no clue exactly why or what all she did. She remembered the letter. Following the instructions and then lying on her bed with the door closed. She lie on her bed flipping through channels. Hoping for something to distract her she was so aroused. Her husband making her so angry she hit the forbidden pay-per-view channel and watched a young guy pounding a model in all different positions.

Her small hands found her sex as she pulled up her dress exposing her hair lined pussy as she moaned rubbing faster and faster. Pushing fingers inside she master bated furiously for an hour. Her body sweaty. Her pussy sore she remembered the pictures under her bed. Stripping off her dress she lie nude spread on the bed as she once again assaulted her tender sore pussy and red swollen clit. She orgasmed crying out her sons name. It wasn't enough. She continued till she came twice more.

Finally crawling from bed. Her pussy and bed drenched with her juices and sweat. She stripped off her bra and stumbled to her bath exhausted and ashamed she used her sons pictures.

She cleaned herself and dressed in a new dress and no panties. Her pussy sore and tender she started dinner.
 
Lance joined her for dinner after a few hours, still somewhat recovering from his first major orgasm induced by another human being. His infatuation for his mother had only grown after that, making him desire her even more. He had a plan to tease her even more, something that would leave a lingering taste in her body. “Dinner smells great, mom.” He said as he joined her, almost wolfing down the meal and grinning when the topic of desert was brought up. Lance knew that his father would soon be joining him, coming back after work, no doubts tired from the long day at the office.

“What do we have for desert, Mommy dearest.” He said, as he watched her go in another trance within an instant. He then calmly walked over her and brushed against her frame, feeling her skin and noticing she wasn’t wearing anything underneath the dress. “Pay attention to these commands; First, you will feel irritated by the absence of your husband, even thinking the sex has been rather plain and slightly disappointing the last few years.
Second, you will give your husband the chocolate pudding cake when he gets home, not noticing the sleeping pills that have been placed inside of them.
Third, you will get irritated by your husband when he gets home and looks tired, already knowing that you aren’t getting any pleasure this night. In this irritated mood you grab your son’s cum container from the fridge and use a spoon to eat all the traces of cum that you collected earlier that day.
Fourth, you will watch a clip from the Game of thrones with your son later that evening, fascinated by the amounts of incest in the game and surprisingly finding it very arousing.”

He then snapped his fingers and repeated the question what they had for desert. A second later he heard his father enter the house.
 
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