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Fapping Materials / A short experimental story
« on: June 26, 2023, 07:38:10 PM »
Hey all,
I don't really have any skill at writing and I am not much for proof reading either but here is a short story I put together. There seems to be a dearth of material on this subject.
a 1-10 stars or something would be welcome feedback to know if this is a waste of time or not.
It was going to be a long Monday. My son Ricky had gone to his first day of school in his Junior year of high school. He failed to graduate last year and was repeating his Junior year for the 3rd time. 19 years old and he was still only a Junior in high school. David and I were always proud of our son growing up but even David was beginning to lose patience with Ricky having failed another school year. We had spent every effort to give him as many benefits as we could for him growing up. He played sports, guitar, and even had his own car at 16. 3 years ago it seemed the world was his oyster. He was dating the most popular girl in school and was himself one of the most popular guys in school. He was halfway through his first junior year of high school when it happened. He got into a terrible car wreck. David blamed himself for buying Ricky a muscle car for his first vehicle. Ricky drove it around irresponsibly and ended up paying the price for it. The car was totaled and his injuries were serious. He broke his left leg, both his arms, 7 of his fingers, and worst of all his face was.... well.... he survived and we were both so grateful for that.
Ricky was in a coma for a month after the accident and the doctors weren't sure he was going to recover. His childhood sweetheart that he grew up with in the neighborhood had visited him every day at first but after the first week when the doctors revealed his full injuries she stopped visiting claiming she couldn't stand to see him like that. Dana and Ricky had known each other since 2nd grade and had play dated since 6th grade. By high school they were inseparable and Ricky had mentioned to us more than once that he thought she was the one. Dana moved away before Ricky awoke and didn't leave so much as a goodbye note.
After a month in a coma Ricky went from 190 pounds of pure muscle to 120 pounds of string beans. He had to relearn his motor skills and due to some short term brain damage even relearn to speak and write. The doctors said his recovery was miraculous and that there was no long term brain damage. When he woke the first thing he asked was where his long time girlfriend Dana was. We learned she had moved a few hours away and reached out to her. She was shocked when she saw him. Ricky's pretty face was forever changed and his body had wasted away. She never came back after that last visit. She broke up with him over the phone with an excuse about distance being the real issue and ghosted him. The bitch never even gave him a goodbye kiss.
Ricky was unable to complete his exams for his Junior year because of his need to focus on physical therapy and his short term brain damage he was recovering from. The school promised to skip him ahead a grade if he worked hard the next year but Ricky was devastated. he lost everything he had. He either couldn't or wouldn't play sports anymore. He didn't work out and had a string bean physique. He had been pressured to drink for the first time at Dana's birthday by her and her friends. As a result he was drunk on the way home from her house and had lost control and hit a tree. He claimed there was someone in the road that he had swerved to avoid but he was inevitably charged with drunk and reckless driving. By the time he was able to drive again he was struggling in his repeat junior year and we told him we would get him another car if he passed 10th grade but Ricky grew angry at this and appeared to intentionally drive his education into the ground. By the time he got over it and wanted to turn it around it was too late and he failed again. David and I decided to keep the car in our pocket as an incentive until at least the first quarter where if he could at least get C's in all his classes we would get him another one.
David was on travel in Europe for a project in his work. He had already been gone 2 months and was still going to be another month before coming back. I wouldn't say our sex life had been very active but 2 months was a long time without sex even for us. I had gotten pregnant and had our son at age 18 straight out of high school and was now 37 but my son Always said I looked like I still looked like I was in my 20's. I had always exercised and kept myself what I thought was relatively fit. David was my first and only and I had no complaints. From what I understood his penis was 5 1/2 inches and was close to average. Like I said our sex life had slowed down over the years which was fine with me but I still needed sex every once in a while and today was the first day to myself after all summer without Ricky.
I was supposed to be gone all day at a book club meeting but it got cancelled. We were reading an erotic book this time around and it was killing me to read it with David gone for so long. I was feeling a bit naughty and decided to go skinny dipping in the hot tub. Ricky wouldn't be home for hours and I just couldn't take it anymore. I sat in the tub relaxing while the thoughts of the book creeped into my head. A woman in the book was falling for a young man who had saved her life when she got caught at night in the wrong neighborhood. She had not intended to cheat on her husband but the act of being mugged at gunpoint and then saved by a handsome young man had been a whirlwind of emotions she never expected. When the young man took her back to his place to make sure she was alright he grabbed her and kissed her tightly. The wife was in shock from the attempted mugging and the sudden show of violence from the young man pummeling her would be attacker. The young man was 20 years her junior but she just couldn't find it in herself to push him away after the recent event. I began to feel a tingle between my legs and explored with my hands. I hadn't realized that the taboo of a much younger man taking a woman would have the kind of effect it did on me but it did and I needed this. I was so sensitive after having no sex for 2 months even the slightest touch was sending shockwaves through my body. I was getting very close when I suddenly heard footsteps approaching the back door from inside the house.
"Moooom are you home?". Shit what the fuck was I going to do I was naked in our hot tub with no way to get back in the house without him seeing me. I had no time to think and I did the only thing I could think of. I closed the hot tub cover with me inside. The jets were set to low and I could feel gentle bubbles on my sensitive pussy. I almost yelled out in pleasure before I caught myself. There was enough room between the water and the cover for me to still breath. As long as didn't move maybe I could keep quiet enough until he left. I tried to inch my pussy away from the jets but no matter where I moved the bubbles were there and it was driving me crazy. Just then I heard a second set of footsteps and another voice. "You better hurry up we have to get back before lunch ends" the other unfamiliar voice chimed in. "I told you she probably got a ride with a friend to her book club meeting, she's not supposed to be home till later" Ricky said. I was really panicking now, it sounded like they had both walked out right in front of the hot tub.
"Well your out of luck then because you owe me for puking on my shoes"
"I told you I would pay you, my mom will give me the money but she's not here right now"
"How about you just get on your knees and apologize and we'll work the money part out later then" the boy said.
Who was this boy antagonizing my son? but I could hardly concentrate on anything, my pussy was on fire from the jets in the hot tub. I tried to keep my breathing steady....
"In your dreams, what did you expect to happen? I already paid up on losing the bet and drank that gross drink. You shouldn't have been standing so close you must have known it would cause anyone to puke it up, what was that anyway?"
"That was water from the toilet you retard"
"Who you calling retard?" I heard a shove
"You, you repeat junior 19 year old toilet breathed loser"
I couldn't make out what was said after that my legs were going numb from the pleasure of the hot tub jets. Then I heard a scuffling and something bumped the hot tub sending a jolt through my body.
"Get off of me" I head Ricky say
"Fuck you piss breath"
*thud* Something bumped into the hot tub again and the jet's turned on high.
"Sto.." my son's exclamation was interrupted halfway through by what could only be the other boy punching him in the face. Ricky was rocked into the hot tub so hard I slipped and the hot tub jet suddenly was shooting directly onto my clit. My eyes widened and I felt something deep inside me that overwhelmed my senses. It was already dark under the hot tub cover but I felt like I was sinking into a black bottomless depth. My legs and arms shot out to try and stop the feeling. *Thud* the hot tub was jostled again. *Thud* *Thud* Every time the hot tub was jostled it sent vibrations through my body and I felt an almost religious experience explode inside me as I silently mouthed obscenities to god hoping I was quite while my orgasm continued. I felt something new fighting it's way out from between my legs, racing out to meet the jets in celebration of the events taking place outside the hot tub. The jet quicky washed over my body encasing me in my own juices. More and more shot out as my mind struggled to comprehend this new sensation I can't describe in words. *Thud* My brain was barely functioning but I knew this must be what squirting was. This alien feeling that was taking over my body and mind was so much stronger than I had ever felt before. *Thud* I was shaking uncontrollably in the water and I only hoped they could not hear me in all the commotion. The squirting stopped but the jet was still hammering at my pussy.
"You pussy, don't ever talk to me that way, and you better get my money"
"I will just leave me alo"
*thud* *thud*
"I don't want to hear another word or I'll really lose it"
Another orgasm was building now. I was aware enough now that I started to feel the shame of being naked in the hot tub again. I had not only cum, but had the best orgasm of my life while my son was getting beaten. Each thump on the hot tub jolting through my body. I wanted to say something, to do something, but I was naked and covered in my own juices. I heard Ricky begin to cry. The hot tub jets were relentless and another orgasm was so close now. The shame was not strong enough to calm it down. I yelped just loud enough and I suddenly heard footsteps running toward the hot tub.
"That's it I warned you"
*Thud* *CRUNCH*
The hot tub was rocked and it felt like my clit was on electric shock therapy
"You broke my nose" I heard Ricky though a nasally voice while he was crying.
I realized in horror I had caused my son to get his nose broken as another orgasm took me. I managed to keep quiet somehow. I still couldn't process the events. The pleasure was too strong. I tried to fight it but in the end I let it wash over me. I faintly remember hearing footsteps walking away and my son crying while the hot tub jet continued to send me to heaven. I had tried to angle away a couple times but my son getting knocked into the hot tub and my own body convulsions kept it on my clit. Now I realized I had control again and I was the one keeping it centered. All my body could feel was the vibrations of the hot tub and the wonderful hot tub jet. My mind stopped processing anything else as another orgasm built. Then suddenly the jets cut off. I realized my son must have cut them off and I felt a frustration at him for depriving me. The shame began to creep in. I heard my son running out of the yard crying. The fence gate opened and closed and his crying began to get farther away. I opened the hot tub cover slightly and peeked out. No one was there. I reached down and touched my pussy. There was a pulsing there I had not felt before. An aching that I had only read about. I opened the hot tub all the way and surveyed the wreckage. I saw something on the hot tub. I reached down and touched it, It was blood. I was distraught, I couldn't think straight. I reached down to wipe it off it away as if it was the memory of what had just happened.
Who did that boy think he was? Before my son's accident he surely would have mopped the floor with almost any kid in school. I needed to get my clothes on. I needed to get to Ricky and see if he was ok. I needed to go straight to the school and comfort him!
I cried as I slammed my hand down in frustration. As my hand made contact the hot tub the jets came on again and that aching in my pussy came back strong.
Maybe there wasn't a rush, if I left now would he even be at the school? I began to convince myself I needed to calm down before acting.
I cried as I slumped down in the hot tub. As I slumped down further the jet made contact with my clit again.
That boy..... that boy had tricked my son into drinking toilet water, bullied him for money, and beaten him.
I rammed my pussy against the jet and felt the hot water burn into my clit. I reached down to touch myself and I saw the blood on my hand from my son's nose. The jet was so hot and powerful, my pussy began to squirt again. As my hand raced in and out the blood from my son turned the water red and I remembered shamefully it was me who was responsible for the last punch that broke his nose.
I convulsed several more times in orgasm.
Ricky could wait, I needed rest.
I don't really have any skill at writing and I am not much for proof reading either but here is a short story I put together. There seems to be a dearth of material on this subject.
a 1-10 stars or something would be welcome feedback to know if this is a waste of time or not.
It was going to be a long Monday. My son Ricky had gone to his first day of school in his Junior year of high school. He failed to graduate last year and was repeating his Junior year for the 3rd time. 19 years old and he was still only a Junior in high school. David and I were always proud of our son growing up but even David was beginning to lose patience with Ricky having failed another school year. We had spent every effort to give him as many benefits as we could for him growing up. He played sports, guitar, and even had his own car at 16. 3 years ago it seemed the world was his oyster. He was dating the most popular girl in school and was himself one of the most popular guys in school. He was halfway through his first junior year of high school when it happened. He got into a terrible car wreck. David blamed himself for buying Ricky a muscle car for his first vehicle. Ricky drove it around irresponsibly and ended up paying the price for it. The car was totaled and his injuries were serious. He broke his left leg, both his arms, 7 of his fingers, and worst of all his face was.... well.... he survived and we were both so grateful for that.
Ricky was in a coma for a month after the accident and the doctors weren't sure he was going to recover. His childhood sweetheart that he grew up with in the neighborhood had visited him every day at first but after the first week when the doctors revealed his full injuries she stopped visiting claiming she couldn't stand to see him like that. Dana and Ricky had known each other since 2nd grade and had play dated since 6th grade. By high school they were inseparable and Ricky had mentioned to us more than once that he thought she was the one. Dana moved away before Ricky awoke and didn't leave so much as a goodbye note.
After a month in a coma Ricky went from 190 pounds of pure muscle to 120 pounds of string beans. He had to relearn his motor skills and due to some short term brain damage even relearn to speak and write. The doctors said his recovery was miraculous and that there was no long term brain damage. When he woke the first thing he asked was where his long time girlfriend Dana was. We learned she had moved a few hours away and reached out to her. She was shocked when she saw him. Ricky's pretty face was forever changed and his body had wasted away. She never came back after that last visit. She broke up with him over the phone with an excuse about distance being the real issue and ghosted him. The bitch never even gave him a goodbye kiss.
Ricky was unable to complete his exams for his Junior year because of his need to focus on physical therapy and his short term brain damage he was recovering from. The school promised to skip him ahead a grade if he worked hard the next year but Ricky was devastated. he lost everything he had. He either couldn't or wouldn't play sports anymore. He didn't work out and had a string bean physique. He had been pressured to drink for the first time at Dana's birthday by her and her friends. As a result he was drunk on the way home from her house and had lost control and hit a tree. He claimed there was someone in the road that he had swerved to avoid but he was inevitably charged with drunk and reckless driving. By the time he was able to drive again he was struggling in his repeat junior year and we told him we would get him another car if he passed 10th grade but Ricky grew angry at this and appeared to intentionally drive his education into the ground. By the time he got over it and wanted to turn it around it was too late and he failed again. David and I decided to keep the car in our pocket as an incentive until at least the first quarter where if he could at least get C's in all his classes we would get him another one.
David was on travel in Europe for a project in his work. He had already been gone 2 months and was still going to be another month before coming back. I wouldn't say our sex life had been very active but 2 months was a long time without sex even for us. I had gotten pregnant and had our son at age 18 straight out of high school and was now 37 but my son Always said I looked like I still looked like I was in my 20's. I had always exercised and kept myself what I thought was relatively fit. David was my first and only and I had no complaints. From what I understood his penis was 5 1/2 inches and was close to average. Like I said our sex life had slowed down over the years which was fine with me but I still needed sex every once in a while and today was the first day to myself after all summer without Ricky.
I was supposed to be gone all day at a book club meeting but it got cancelled. We were reading an erotic book this time around and it was killing me to read it with David gone for so long. I was feeling a bit naughty and decided to go skinny dipping in the hot tub. Ricky wouldn't be home for hours and I just couldn't take it anymore. I sat in the tub relaxing while the thoughts of the book creeped into my head. A woman in the book was falling for a young man who had saved her life when she got caught at night in the wrong neighborhood. She had not intended to cheat on her husband but the act of being mugged at gunpoint and then saved by a handsome young man had been a whirlwind of emotions she never expected. When the young man took her back to his place to make sure she was alright he grabbed her and kissed her tightly. The wife was in shock from the attempted mugging and the sudden show of violence from the young man pummeling her would be attacker. The young man was 20 years her junior but she just couldn't find it in herself to push him away after the recent event. I began to feel a tingle between my legs and explored with my hands. I hadn't realized that the taboo of a much younger man taking a woman would have the kind of effect it did on me but it did and I needed this. I was so sensitive after having no sex for 2 months even the slightest touch was sending shockwaves through my body. I was getting very close when I suddenly heard footsteps approaching the back door from inside the house.
"Moooom are you home?". Shit what the fuck was I going to do I was naked in our hot tub with no way to get back in the house without him seeing me. I had no time to think and I did the only thing I could think of. I closed the hot tub cover with me inside. The jets were set to low and I could feel gentle bubbles on my sensitive pussy. I almost yelled out in pleasure before I caught myself. There was enough room between the water and the cover for me to still breath. As long as didn't move maybe I could keep quiet enough until he left. I tried to inch my pussy away from the jets but no matter where I moved the bubbles were there and it was driving me crazy. Just then I heard a second set of footsteps and another voice. "You better hurry up we have to get back before lunch ends" the other unfamiliar voice chimed in. "I told you she probably got a ride with a friend to her book club meeting, she's not supposed to be home till later" Ricky said. I was really panicking now, it sounded like they had both walked out right in front of the hot tub.
"Well your out of luck then because you owe me for puking on my shoes"
"I told you I would pay you, my mom will give me the money but she's not here right now"
"How about you just get on your knees and apologize and we'll work the money part out later then" the boy said.
Who was this boy antagonizing my son? but I could hardly concentrate on anything, my pussy was on fire from the jets in the hot tub. I tried to keep my breathing steady....
"In your dreams, what did you expect to happen? I already paid up on losing the bet and drank that gross drink. You shouldn't have been standing so close you must have known it would cause anyone to puke it up, what was that anyway?"
"That was water from the toilet you retard"
"Who you calling retard?" I heard a shove
"You, you repeat junior 19 year old toilet breathed loser"
I couldn't make out what was said after that my legs were going numb from the pleasure of the hot tub jets. Then I heard a scuffling and something bumped the hot tub sending a jolt through my body.
"Get off of me" I head Ricky say
"Fuck you piss breath"
*thud* Something bumped into the hot tub again and the jet's turned on high.
"Sto.." my son's exclamation was interrupted halfway through by what could only be the other boy punching him in the face. Ricky was rocked into the hot tub so hard I slipped and the hot tub jet suddenly was shooting directly onto my clit. My eyes widened and I felt something deep inside me that overwhelmed my senses. It was already dark under the hot tub cover but I felt like I was sinking into a black bottomless depth. My legs and arms shot out to try and stop the feeling. *Thud* the hot tub was jostled again. *Thud* *Thud* Every time the hot tub was jostled it sent vibrations through my body and I felt an almost religious experience explode inside me as I silently mouthed obscenities to god hoping I was quite while my orgasm continued. I felt something new fighting it's way out from between my legs, racing out to meet the jets in celebration of the events taking place outside the hot tub. The jet quicky washed over my body encasing me in my own juices. More and more shot out as my mind struggled to comprehend this new sensation I can't describe in words. *Thud* My brain was barely functioning but I knew this must be what squirting was. This alien feeling that was taking over my body and mind was so much stronger than I had ever felt before. *Thud* I was shaking uncontrollably in the water and I only hoped they could not hear me in all the commotion. The squirting stopped but the jet was still hammering at my pussy.
"You pussy, don't ever talk to me that way, and you better get my money"
"I will just leave me alo"
*thud* *thud*
"I don't want to hear another word or I'll really lose it"
Another orgasm was building now. I was aware enough now that I started to feel the shame of being naked in the hot tub again. I had not only cum, but had the best orgasm of my life while my son was getting beaten. Each thump on the hot tub jolting through my body. I wanted to say something, to do something, but I was naked and covered in my own juices. I heard Ricky begin to cry. The hot tub jets were relentless and another orgasm was so close now. The shame was not strong enough to calm it down. I yelped just loud enough and I suddenly heard footsteps running toward the hot tub.
"That's it I warned you"
*Thud* *CRUNCH*
The hot tub was rocked and it felt like my clit was on electric shock therapy
"You broke my nose" I heard Ricky though a nasally voice while he was crying.
I realized in horror I had caused my son to get his nose broken as another orgasm took me. I managed to keep quiet somehow. I still couldn't process the events. The pleasure was too strong. I tried to fight it but in the end I let it wash over me. I faintly remember hearing footsteps walking away and my son crying while the hot tub jet continued to send me to heaven. I had tried to angle away a couple times but my son getting knocked into the hot tub and my own body convulsions kept it on my clit. Now I realized I had control again and I was the one keeping it centered. All my body could feel was the vibrations of the hot tub and the wonderful hot tub jet. My mind stopped processing anything else as another orgasm built. Then suddenly the jets cut off. I realized my son must have cut them off and I felt a frustration at him for depriving me. The shame began to creep in. I heard my son running out of the yard crying. The fence gate opened and closed and his crying began to get farther away. I opened the hot tub cover slightly and peeked out. No one was there. I reached down and touched my pussy. There was a pulsing there I had not felt before. An aching that I had only read about. I opened the hot tub all the way and surveyed the wreckage. I saw something on the hot tub. I reached down and touched it, It was blood. I was distraught, I couldn't think straight. I reached down to wipe it off it away as if it was the memory of what had just happened.
Who did that boy think he was? Before my son's accident he surely would have mopped the floor with almost any kid in school. I needed to get my clothes on. I needed to get to Ricky and see if he was ok. I needed to go straight to the school and comfort him!
I cried as I slammed my hand down in frustration. As my hand made contact the hot tub the jets came on again and that aching in my pussy came back strong.
Maybe there wasn't a rush, if I left now would he even be at the school? I began to convince myself I needed to calm down before acting.
I cried as I slumped down in the hot tub. As I slumped down further the jet made contact with my clit again.
That boy..... that boy had tricked my son into drinking toilet water, bullied him for money, and beaten him.
I rammed my pussy against the jet and felt the hot water burn into my clit. I reached down to touch myself and I saw the blood on my hand from my son's nose. The jet was so hot and powerful, my pussy began to squirt again. As my hand raced in and out the blood from my son turned the water red and I remembered shamefully it was me who was responsible for the last punch that broke his nose.
I convulsed several more times in orgasm.
Ricky could wait, I needed rest.