I'm Trying to Write a Story

All participants in this work of fiction are depicted as being over the age of 18.

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I heard the door open first and then Linda, my wife of fifteen years, drop the shopping bags onto the kitchen sideboard. I turned round in my seat, smiling, as she walked towards me.

"What are you doing?" she asked, leaning over my shoulder to look at screen on my open laptop. "Not watching porn are you?" I could feel her big breasts pushing into my shoulders as she kissed me quickly on the cheek.

"No," I replied, "Nothing like that."

"Well - what then? Your screen is almost blank?"

"I know."

Linda walked round the dining room table and sat herself down in a chair opposite.

"So," she said, "Tell me."

I paused for a moment. "OK, I am trying to write a story."

"What type of story?"

"If you must know - an erotic story."

"What!...Why on earth do you want to do that?"

"If you must know - I like reading stories like that, so I thought that I might try writing one. There's this site called Literotica that I often go onto where people post erotic stories..."

"I know," she replied before I could finish. "I have seen that name on your browser history and I checked it out. There is some really hot stuff on there!"

"Well," I continued, "I thought I might be able to write something and get it published on there."

I looked up at her face, trying to gauge her reaction to this. She smiled.

"Doesn't seem a bad idea. Don't panic - the idea actually turns me on. But promise me one thing - you will let me edit it before you submit your story."

"Anyway," she went on, "How far have you got?"

"That's the problem," I replied, "I'm lacking inspiration."

Linda laughed out loud. "Inspiration - I'll give you inspiration. How about this!" As she spoke, she lifted up her T-shirt, revealing her boobs encased in a slightly too small lacy black bra. She grabbed her breasts at the sides and shook them teasingly, watching my face as she shimmied her body.

"There you go," she giggled, "There's inspiration for you!"

I laughed weakly, "Thank you," I replied, "but it will need probably more than that for me to conjure up a complete story."

I noticed, as she pulled her shirt over her head, that her eyes were sparkling. I had seen that look on her face - she had a plan! Her bra came off in a instant, her large breasts and erect nipples bouncing into view.

"You just plan the story in your head - I'll just see if I can help you along. Come on, close your eyes - think of how it all starts."

I shut my eyes as instructed - Come on, I thought to myself, what is the first thing?...Plot!...Yes!...The plot. What are talking about here... old man seduces young babysitter...older lady sees young man in neighbor's house spying on her while she sunbathes in her back yard...Mum walks into son's room to collect washing, only to find him masturbating on his bed... boy sees his sister kissing her best friend in her bedroom when he comes home unexpectedly early...what was going to be the storyline?

Suddenly, I jumped as I felt two hands grab my thighs and warm breath on the crotch of my shorts.

Ok - We've got the plot - the older lady has seen the young man spying on her from his bedroom...what does she do? Does she continue to carry on as if she hasn't seen him...taking her bikini top off to tease him. Or... does she look up to his window and catch his eye briefly before he ducks away. Or...does she start playing with herself whilst she plans on how to seduce him. What is she going to do?

The hands reach up, undo my belt and pull at my shorts, I lift my hips as she pulls them down to my ankles and then over my feet. I feel her hands push at my knees, spreading my legs apart.

What now - what comes next?...background information...Yes. They need to know a bit about the characters. What about the old lady? Is she divorced or widowed?...Is she lonely?...does she crave a younger man to satisfy her dormant sexual desires? What about the young man?...19 year old college student...social misfit, unable to get a girlfriend?...spends all his free time watching porn on his computer?...likes elder busty women after spying on his mum in the shower?

The hands move back up my body until they reach my neck. I tense as I feel her nails scratch into my skin as she drags them slowly down my chest - her fingers quickly pinching my nipples as they pass the sensitive points. They continue on downwards until they reach the base of my now fully erect dick.

Where does the story go? Does she want to seduce him...Of course she does! This is an erotic story. How is she going to do it?...Does she now sunbathe naked, facing his window while masturbating?...Does she confront him about his spying on her when she sees him in the street?...Does she see his parents, asking if he can come to her house to do some work for her?

With deft skill, the fingers of one hand curl round my turgid member, grasping and then pulling the skin down until the head of my cock is fully exposed. Slowly the hand moves up and down, causing my dick to pulse and twitch with each stroke.

OK - he's coming round tomorrow to mow the lawn. The scene is set for the seduction. Now she has to plan...Fast forward...He'll be here in an hour...Does she shave her pussy?...Which is the best bikini to show off her body?...What make up and lipstick to wear?...Hair up or hair down?

As her hand starts to find a rhythm, I move my hands down to her boobs, currently laying on my knees. Taking each heavy, soft globe in my hands, I massage the pliant flesh, enjoying how supple it was. I could feel her boobs rippling with every stroke that gave me, making her nipples scratch against my skin. Moving my fingers down, I grasp each erect bud. She gasps as I manipulate her teats, pulling and twisting them as far as they would go. The more I pull, the more erratic her strokes become.

He's here...Show him to the garden...Get him to start work...Lie down on the sunbed seductively...Should I tweak my nipples erect as I lie on my back?...one leg up or both legs spread?...Is he looking? - Of course he is!...What to do next?...Let's try the old suntan oil trick...He's going for it!...Nice firm hands, time to undo the bra strap...Oh, he's so gullible...Can feel his erection...Time for the 'go and get a drink to cool down - do you want one?' routine...Stand up topless? Of course...Is he watching? Yes and he has a look of lust on his face...Walk back into the house...Exaggerated bum and hip movement...'Come into my parlor,' said the spider to the fly.

Suddenly, as her hand slowed, a jolt shot through my body as her tongue flicked over the end of my dick. Moving it upwards, she licked all along the underside - little flickers like butterfly wings as she covered the whole length with a coating of moisture. Finally, the tip of her tongue zeroed in on the sensitive bottom of the head - probing and teasing with insistent pressure until my hips were rising up due to the intense pleasure it was causing. God - that feels good!

Here he comes, wiping his sweaty face with his shirt...hot or nervous?...Surely he knows he is walking into a trap?...Or maybe he wants to?...He is staring at my breasts...YES!...Time for the big play!...Go to hand him his drink... Ooops!...Shorts are soaked...Pull everything down before he can object... Wow! Nice big hard cock...'Oh I'm so sorry!'...Grab his cock before he can pull away...Start stroking slowly...How cute - his legs are shaking...Oh look at the panic in his eyes!...stroke a bit faster...He's moaning...Stop and kiss him on the purple head...'Come with me.'

With erotically charged slowness, I feel the warmth and pressure as her lips clamp down on my pulsing glans. A steady flow of precum is seeping out which she is collecting with every sweep of her tongue. I can feel movement from her body as one of her hands is now between her legs - moving in an ever increasing motion. The smell of her sex is assailing my nostrils with pheromones, sending my senses further into overdrive. Her lips are now gliding down my shaft, going faster as her hand grabs the base again.

Sit down on the bed or lie down?...Straight to fucking or blow job?...He's inexperienced...Sit down - blowjob first...Tease or straight to it?...No teasing, he looks ready to explode in seconds...Grab it and start - take in as much as I can!...Oh! Tastes nice...Grab his ass cheeks, pull him close, take more down to my throat...Here we go, his dick is bouncing and his hips are shakily moving...Wow! Don't choke, swallow it all - you can do it!...Big load, have tasted a lot worse...Look at his grimace! That looks almost painful...OK, clean it up, exaggerated licking...Yeeeesssss!! He's still hard...Now it's time for the main event.

I can feel her hips moving as her hand is speeding up between her legs. Little moans and groans come from her throat, causing her mouth to open and close as she sucks on my rampant dick. I increase the pressure I am applying to her nipples - stretching them to an astonishing length with each pull. I know that she gets off on this, so hurting her is not an issue. As I up the pressure, it seem to spur her on -her mouth going deeper as I can now feel the head of my dick pushing into her grasping throat.

Right young man...Missionary? Or me on top?...Missionary - It's his first time...Lay on bed...Spread legs - let him see the target...Play with clit - Mmmm that feels good...Here we go!...Careful where you're trying to put that thing!...Oh God! - Let me show where it goes...Grab hold...There you are...Yes, that's it...Wow, that is hitting the mark!...I'm getting close...No! Don't come yet!...Shit! - So close!...Keep going young man - Oh, no! - he's coming again...Feet around his ass...KEEP GOING!!!!!...DON'T STOP!!!!...Here it comes...YEEEESSSS!!!!!!!!!...Blast Off!...Major body explosion......Mmmmm - nice aftershocks...Look at the shit-eating grin on his face...Hug him to my boobs - let him recover...Mission accomplished...

Suddenly, I feel her body stiffen as a low growl escapes from deep within her. She shudders three or four times and then stops for a few seconds. As soon as she starts sucking again, she grabs my hips - pulling me in. Faster and faster she goes, taking the whole of my head deep into her throat. With a feeling like an explosion going off, I come heavily - bolt after bolt of thick creamy spunk flying down her gullet. Holding onto her head, I keep myself firmly entrenched in her mouth until my body stops twitching and the last of my eruption dribbles onto her tongue. I feel a cold blast as the warmth of her mouth leaves my dick with a slurping noise. I hear the sound of a gulp and then movement as Linda starts to back away under the table.

Stroke his hair as he lays on my chest...set the bait for another time...'I have a lot more jobs that need doing.'...He will be back.

"So how was that?" Linda asked, "Have you got a story now?"

" I'm not sure," I replied. "It seemed good, but I'm sure it has been done before."

"Well... Why don't you write about what I have just done to you?"

"What!...A story about a wife giving her husband a blowjob under their dining room table. Who would want to read that?"

Linda bent and kissed me on the cheek. "I would."

"And if you come and join me in the shower, maybe I can give you some more ideas."