When I started writing on Tumblr almost thirteen years ago, I frequently switched back and forth between male and female perspectives. It was fun and freeing and let me write the stories I wanted to write.
As I began to put more of myself onto the blog however, I began to do that less and less until nearly all of my writing (under GNY) was from a masculine perspective.
For this one, I thought I’d go back to my roots (so to speak) and write some straight up lesbian porn with a very common theme.
So, throw on Stacy’s Mom, sit back, and have a read. It’s silly, raunchy, and hopefully a whole lot of fun.
I Fucked Your Mom
Summer means hours of sun. It means splashing water, the screams of children, and the oh-so-quiet joys of adult swim. From my perch high above the pool, I can see it all.
Especially Stacy's mom.
Best friend is a complicated term, but it's what Stacy calls me. I say it too on occasion, especially if I want to come over for dinner. She's fun and smokes me up, but I don't have eyes for her, no matter what our friends might think.
On the other hand, her mom makes my brain melt and my legs quiver. When she dives into the pool in her two-piece bikini, I can feel myself grow wet without ever touching water. And when I watch her glide beautifully back and forth as she does her laps, I have to catch myself before I drool down the front of my bathing suit.
Our friends don't know that Stacy's mom also watches me. Every single day she shows up during my shift, and every single day, she brushes her hair back, smiles at me, and dives into my pool like the sexiest fucking mermaid I've ever seen.
So when I asked her for a ride home the other day, I had no doubts about what I wanted. And by the way she licked her lips as she watched me climb into her Jeep, I'm pretty sure she knew too. When she made some excuse to stop by her house before taking me home, I smiled knowingly, and as I followed her into the house, all I kept thinking was, my god, Stacy's mom has an amazing fucking ass.
She stopped in the kitchen and turned around slowly. I saw her hesitate for the first time, and I couldn't help laughing. The poor thing was nervous.
Of course, she was!
While I had been getting pussy since tenth grade, she was a happily married straight lady who couldn't keep her eyes off my tits.
"Stacy's out until late," she said, blushing ever so slightly. Like I didn’t already know that.
"That's perfect," I said, stepping closer to her. I hadn't bothered to dress (didn't seem to be a point), and my best friend's mom was eyeing me up like a prime piece of meat. "Have you ever been with a girl before?"
She shook her head and looked down as I brushed her hair behind one ear.
"Don't worry. I'll be gentle," I whispered. "At least at first."
Before she could say a word, I leaned in and kissed her right on the mouth. She lost her sundress a second later, and I had to pause to stare at her perfect body. Some moms are fucking crushing it, and she was crushing it hardest.
"You are so fucking hot," I whispered before undoing the back of her bikini. She gasped as I ran my hands over her, and when I pressed a knee between her legs, she ground against it like a desperate slut. In other words, like I would have done.
As I kissed my way down her neck to her breasts and then her stomach, she managed to get out a question: what are you doing?
"What do you think?" I asked as I pushed her bikini bottoms down and buried my mouth in her cunt. I had wanted to taste her for longer than I could remember, and she fell back against the counter, lifted one leg, and pulled me to her as I began to eat that pussy.
"Oh fuck," she moaned as I worked two fingers inside her, instantly finding her g-spot. As I fucker her harder, she pulled my hair and she screamed my name before she forced my mouth harder against her and began to come like she'd been celibate for twenty years.
I didn't stop as she came, and to be honest, I didn't care. She sighed and trembled when I kissed her again, but I slid my one-piece off my shoulders before kicking it to the floor.
"Right here," I said, taking her hand and guiding it to my soft, smooth pussy. "Just like that."
She was tentative at first, but soon I had her circling my clit just right as she bit my nipples and gripped my ass with her free hand. I moaned into her neck as she finger-fucked me, but I needed her sweet mouth. I had spent too many sleep-overs quietly touching myself under the covers as I pictured Stacy's Mom between my legs.
As she pushed me back, I kissed her again before climbing up onto the kitchen table. It was cold under my ass, but I didn’t care. I was about to get ate out by the hottest mom in town.
I spread my legs, looked at her with a grin, and then spread my pussy lips for her.
"Right here," I said, waving her to me. She paused for a second before leaning in, rubbing my inner thighs as she stared at my pussy, and then finally pushing her tongue deep inside me.
I started to cry the second she was on me, and thankfully she didn't stop. I held her there tightly as she ate me, and for a brief moment, I pictured Stacy walking in the door to find her mom going to town on my pussy, and it nearly made me come.
As the hottest mom in town started to finger me and suck me simultaneously, I could only hear one phrase running through my head, and that time it made me come harder than I had in days.
I fucked your mom; I fucked your mom, I fucked you mom!
The words lingered as she turned her fingers up inside me and started pressing her tongue against my clit until I drenched her face and the table. For an amateur, she was enthusiastic, which means she didn’t let up on me once. When I say this momma was starving for pussy, you better believe it.
When I couldn't take it any longer, I pulled her up to me, kissed her mouth, and gripped her sweet ass as my body trembled from a killer fucking orgasm.
We made out like teenagers, and I never wanted it to stop. I could have spent all afternoon in bed with her and then the night as well. I could have fucked Stacy’s mom for days and never looked back.
But I had somewhere to be and something to do.
So as we said goodbye, her still naked and me back in my one-piece, I kissed her and told her we had to do it again soon.
And then I was off down the street back to my house to get dressed for the party––to put on a cute skirt and a tank top and doll myself up until I looked so hot every person there would want a piece of me. I was going to get drunk, see my friends, and then once I was good and solidly out of my goddamn mind, I was going to tell her.
Hey, Stacy, guess what? I fucked your mom!
(As a quick reminder, I’ll have another section of Intern 37 up for paid subscribers later this week!)
That was hot!
Love the way you write….