[F] Basically threw myself at a guy 15 years younger than me…

He had a big, beautiful dick. I was certain of it. The big part, at least, was obvious. I could see the outline of it as he walked around the pool. I couldn’t stop staring!

It was impossible to know what had gotten into me. The night before I had fucked a guy who was technically young enough to be my son! It was the first time I’d slept with a stranger in my life.

At age 39, I was a lifelong goodgirl. I’d been a librarian since finishing graduate school. I was a typical, marriage-minded woman who never slept around. I also never managed to find Mr. Right. Impulsively, I’d decided to let go and have some fun for once in my life while staying at the beach for a co-worker’s wedding.

I expected it to be a one-night thing followed by regrets. Instead, I felt alive. Looking at Rick’s barely-concealed cock and muscular chest, I knew my wild night wasn’t out of my system. I wanted to run my hands over his young body and feel that big dick inside me.

Single blind-mother wants stories written just for her to get off. (Son is with his father.)

So I posted this before and the turn-out, although lucrative, was not quite was I was seeking in terms of motives. Haha But to save some time, once again I am a blind single mom with a son who is away this weekend.

As I can’t enjoy porn or the visual part of sex, I immerse myself in the world of erotica, losing myself for hours in literotica audio, and using my software to have written tales read allowed for me. (On the weekends I DON’T have my son, haha) But it’s never just the smut that drives me, it’s the everything else attached to it: the well-crafted environments, vividly detailed with eloquent wording down to the last floor tile, the fully-fleshed out characters both mentally and physically, and the plots that feel straight out of a classic late-night flick from my adolescence that let my imagination run. They make me feel like I can see again.

So here I am, a blind bitch asking for a talented writer to bring my fantasies to life in vivid detail, describing every setting, character and action with eloquent wording and LOTS of it, *to write me narratives* that parallel the erotic films of old, with plot and grammar going hand in hand in one devious little soup. My eyes don’t work but my taste-buds work fine… Haha

Turn of the Century [Fm] [MILF] [fiction]

Any mother would have reservations about her forty three year old friend dating her nineteen year old son, but the situation surrounding her best friend broke Nora Jones’s heart.

Joslyn Hall had been happily married until December 2, 1999. Her husband had admitted to having an extramarital affair and had filed for a divorce. In a little over a week, the split was legally done and her dreams about seeing the end of the 1900s and greeting the 2000s with her high school sweetheart and husband had been dashed and vaporized.

Her moods ranged from resentment to suicidal, but after much support from her friends and professional counseling, Joslyn was stablized and everything seemed on the up and up.

That is until the previous week when she had called Nora and asked if she could date her son Patrick. She explained that before she had met her husband in high school, there had been a boy she had been sweet with in middle school and this boy had looked a lot like Patrick looked now, only Patrick was almost into his twenties.

The Geisten Darrow Chronicles – Vol. 3 [Fm] [interracial] [paranormal] [fiction]

Geisten Darrow was furious that he had been put in detention on his final week of senior high school. His crime was looking at his phone when he got a text from his Latina girlfriend Raquel Torres. He wasn’t going to respond to a text in class. That was his own personal rule, and yet the teacher had spotted him with the phone in hand and notified him instantly of his detention.

If it had been any other teacher, Geisten was sure he would have been ignored or, at worst, merely received a verbal warning. He had a good record with the staff at his high school and they were more tolerant of well behaved students, especially senior students. But Mrs. Ocampo was different. She was a Filipina in her late thirties, married and had just recently moved from out of town to take up the teaching position she had here.

Geisten also considered her, as did the rest of the male students in school, a MILF. She was phat with a big round ass and a cute face. She was one of those females who sported a dyed lock of hair. She had a forelock dyed silver. It looked really sexy with her night black hair. However, her adjustment to a new school leaved a lot to be desired as Geisten was experiencing right now with the detention.

The Geisten Darrow Chronicles – Vol. 2 [MF] [hotwife] [voyeur] [mf] [paranormal] [fiction]

There were many reasons why his childhood could have been a bad one, but when you have parents who think the world of you and want only what is best for you, your childhood tends to be a good one. The goodness followed him into his teenage years. And so did the shadows.

Geisten first manifested the power at the age of ten. It was during a family outing at a frisbee golf course. His parents, Mark and Felicity, and his biological father, Lucas, looked on as he got ready to make his first throw of the day. He was standing eleven yards away from the frisbee basket. Following their instructions, he threw the frisbee and they all watched it fly through the air and miss the basket by a yard.

Geisten dropped his head in disappointment, but Mark ran to the basket and pointed at something at the base of the post, calling the rest of them over. Geisten followed Felicity and Lucas to see what Mark was indicating. They saw to their amazement a shadow the shape of the frisbee at the base of an empty basket.

The Nerd Strikes Back [fmmmmmmm] [straight] [fiction]

*Featuring bittybytebaby as Ruby Warner.*

 

It begins with a late transfer to the 11th grade class of Urstwyn High School.

“Please introduce yourself to us, Ms. Warner,” says Mrs. Prior.

The alt girl with pale skin, tattoos, blue hair, and dark blue eyes rises from her seat to address the class. “Hi. I’m Ruby. I’m originally from Dalton. I was attending Dalton High School before I transferred here.”

Before the girl can sit down, Mrs. Prior asks, “And how did you come to move to Urstwyn, Ruby?”

“My dad got a new job here after he was fired for blowing up the laboratory he used to work at. It was an accident but he was fired anyway. Two people died in the explosion.”

A murmur goes up from the class, but it dies down quickly when Ruby adds, “I’m more into computers than chemicals, which is what my father is into. He’s a chemist. I hope to be a web designer someday.”

That first day for Ruby goes by quickly and before the final bell rings, she has a boyfriend named Quentin from 12th (final) grade and has given him a blowjob in the library.

Laughter in the Fall [FM] [sensual] [tickling] [fantasy]

*To GarnetAndOpal for being a light of goodwill, constructive discussion and positivity. Shine on!*

 

The temperature had dropped that afternoon, but Victor’s heart rate sped up as he neared her house. It had been six years since he had last seen her with his own eyes, but they had kept in touch during his time overseas. He was wearing the sweater and beanie she had knitted for him over the summer. She had many talents, knitting was only one of them, but one that she was quite good at.

He could almost hear his heart thumping in his chest as he turned onto the pathway leading up to her house. Everything looked different and yet the same. She was still big on fall decorations, but the porch seemed to have been rebuilt and painted a different color. He paused in front of the door, trying his best to get his heart rate down. He could definitely hear his heart beat now. This is not good, Victor told himself. Down boy!

The front door opened suddenly and he had to jump back to avoid being hit by the outward swinging fly door.

“Whoa, ma’am!” he yelped.

Hard Pool [FMMMMMM] [hotwife] [interracial] [straight] [fiction]

*Inspired by the picture posted by u/ throw_away2185_*

 

I was burning through the complete season 1 DVD set of Dukes of Hazzard when I got a text from my pal Gil.

*Dude, it’s getting hot in here. Where are you?*

I texted back:

*Feeling down right now, bud. Talk to you tomorrow?*

Gil knew about Clarise dumping me four days ago. I had been hurting at first, then the pain subsided into a dull ache. I remembered how watching Bo and Luke cause vehicular mayhem in weekly re-runs during my childhood had never failed to make me happy. Now seemed like a good time to get some of that happiness back. Gil had called me that morning to see how I was doing and to invite me to a party he was hosting in his newly modified garage. Not wanting to upset him, I had said yes, but my heart told me no as it was telling me now.

Gil texted:

*If you’re thinking this is going to be like the last time when you got bored ten minutes in and had to leave, I’m telling you, man, this ain’t that time. Check out the video I just made. Can’t argue with you anymore, bro. This lady demands full attention and I’m giving it! Dayummm!*

Invasion part 1

Chapter 1

The house was off in the country, out where they were spaced better than a mile apart. It was a modest three bedroom split level ranch style house, with a four year old Ford in the driveway.

It was nine o’clock on Friday, a warm autumn night. Edie Samuels, divorced for five years now, had just relented and said that her youngest daughter, eighteen year old Samantha, universally known as Sam, could stay up another hour and watch the end of the movie she and her older sister, nineteen year old Patty were watching.

Patty refilled the bowl with the popcorn she had just made, and the family settled down to finish the movie, Edie dividing her attention between the movie and the book she wanted to finish reading.

The Samuels were an attractive family. Edie was 36 years old, a well-built five foot eight inch brunette, with deep, heavy breasts, a waistline thicker than she’d like, and nice hips. Her waistline was steadily shrinking, and she had firmed up all over. She was working out with Patty, who was a cheerleader. Edie could have filled in for one of the girls on the squad if needed; she had learned all the cheers and could now keep up with Patty as she went through her routines.

Erotica Featuring…Dating Boundaries During the Coronavirus Times (M/F)

We fucked the first night we met. We caught each other’s eye at a friend’s party and talked for hours until he asked to kiss me. Never have I ever wanted to tear someone’s clothes off so fast in my life. The tenderness of his lips, the firmness of his touch, and the presence of his energy set every part of me on fire.

That was before.

Before the city was on the brink of shutting down, before the panic set in, before the hoarding and fear threatened to turn everything inside out.

I was casually dating a list of humans that was dwindling from going on actual dates and having actual sex to just hanging out via Facetime as the precautions were setting in and we were working to keep ourselves safe as best as we knew how. This only amplified my desire to be close to someone, to feel someone’s skin against mine.

He was in a non-monogamous relationship with a pediatrician. They had different boundaries as to how to proceed and he wanted to get coffee and talk about it two weeks after we met.