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I'm not happy with this one, it goes too fast, it seems like there should be more in it. But I have to focus on other things. In writing sometimes one has to accept good enough or they'll never get anything done.", "writing": "As soon as Felicity woke up the memory of the dream disturbed her, herself as a child, having sex with her own son. As she ate her breakfast she tried to think of anything else, but she couldn’t escape the guilt or the thoughts of her son. Maybe if she found a job the thoughts would end, she didn’t have those thoughts until she lost her job and didn’t have the money to go out and find someone to fuck. For the past four years, when she was in heat, she would go out and find someone to fuck, someone other than her disappointing husband, others to satisfy her hormone ridden body and mind.\nWhen Fill and the kids left she tried to focus on the job search but Finn was always in her mind, the image of him masturbating, the image of his hard cock when she molested him in his sleep, the fantasies she kept having. She had a phone interview, a Zoom interview, she threw more resumes out. The thoughts made her so horny, she could feel the moisture between her legs, and it seemed to be getting worse. \nAt almost two Fill texted, “Hey City, we are having an emergency, again, I’ll be home late.” \n“Bastet damnit!” she yelled. “I need you right now, I need someone to keep fucking my son out of my mind.” Felicity slammed her fists on the table. “He’s cheating on me isn’t he?” she asked the universe. “Bastet damnit, he’s cheating on [i]me[/i]! You’re going out, fucking some slut while your kids and wife are at home. You bastard, after all your shit I put up with you are cheating on me!” The near constant thoughts of Finn forced there way back into her mind. Her anger became self loathing. “Of course you are. Why wouldn’t you cheat on me?” She put her face in her hands. “I molested your son, imagined fucking your son when we had sex. Our son, my son! I’ve been cheating on you for years, I was fired for sexually harassing a guy. You should be cheating on me, I hope you’re cheating on me! I deserve to be cheated on, I am a terrible wife and a terrible mother,” she cried \nFill texted again, “The emergency worked itself out, for once, I’ll be home on time. Love you.”\nFelicity gripped her phone tightly, she wanted to throw it, to break it. She forced herself to gently put her phone down, her hands shaking. She pushed her laptop back, tears fell from her eyes, she slapped herself, covered her eyes and cried. “I’m sorry!” she sobbed.\nFelicity looked at the clock on her screen, the kids will be home soon. She washed her face at the kitchen sink, dried it with paper towels, just in time for her kids to get home. \n“Mommy, we’re home.” Fiona ran in. Noticing Felicity’s eyes, “have you been crying?”\n“No baby, it’s just stressful looking for a job,” She lied.\nFinn hugged his mother, “You’ll find a job, Mom.” Fiona joined in the hug, “You’re smart you will get a job.” Felicity hugged back, “Thank you.”\nAs she went back to the job search she didn’t feel better, she felt worse. The son she molested just told her what she needed to hear. Her self loathing was so strong she felt she could burst out crying, but she controlled it, hid it from her kids.\nAn hour and a half later Fill got home. “Hey kids!” he greeted his children. “Hey, Dad,” they replied. “Hey Filly.”\nFelicity stood up, looked at her husband. “Um, Fill, we need to talk about something, it’s important.”\n“Oh, sure,” he replied in an eager voice.\nThey went to their room, shut the door, locked it. Felicity sat on the bed, looking at the floor. Fill started unbuttoning his pants.\n“Fill, are you cheating on me?” She asked him.\n“What?” he responded incredulously.\n“I’m not mad. I understand-”\n“Why would you ask me that?” he demanded.\n“Fill I-”\n“I know why you got fired! I know why you went to New Orleans on that ‘business trip’, and you’re asking me if I cheated?”\n“Fill, I’m sorry-”\n“I don’t want to here it!” he almost yelled, trying to keep the kids from hearing the argument.\nShe looked at him. “Why do you stay with me?”\n“Because I don’t want them to go through a divorce the way I did.”\nAt that point her self loathing peaked, she couldn’t keep her sins in anymore. She didn’t care if he left her, she didn’t care if he took the kids, she didn’t care if he told the police and they threw her in prison. Looking at the floor, “Fill, I have to tell you something.”\n“I don’t want to hear it.”\n“This is important.”\n“I don’t want to hear it!” \nShe looked at him, tears falling down her cheeks. “Fill-“\n“I don’t want to hear it!” he yelled. “Lets go back to pretending everything is fine, it’s been working for years.” Fill opened the bedroom door, “I’ll be working in the back yard.”\nWith no other outlet, she just sat there and cried. \nThere was a knock on the door. “Mom, are you okay?” Finn asked.\n“I’m fine baby,” she replied, trying not to sound like she was crying. She washed her face and went back to the job search. The thoughts that had been plaguing her returned. She sat at the table, facing away from the couch, but she could feel him sitting on that couch, the images from her fantasy kept running through her minds, it all strongly aroused her.\n“You two can’t spend all your time on that couch, go outside and help your dad.”\n“But Mom-” Fiona began to protest.\n“You are kids you need to be playing not sitting.”\n“Mom, he’s not doing anything,” Finn said.\n“Now!” They ran out the back door.\nFelicity pushed her laptop back, slammed her head on the table three times. “You bitch!” she called herself. “You monster!” She slapped herself twice. “He is your son!” She held her head in her hands. “This is your fault Fill! Things are not working, things are not fine. Things are bad! This is why I’ve been cheating on you! You are not a man! You are a coward hiding from our problems. You haven’t asked me how I’ve been doing, you haven’t told me things will get better. Your son has! He is a man!” She held her head in silence for minutes. “He is the man I want.” She was quiet again, just holding her head in her hands. \nThe back door opened, bringing her back to reality. “It’s almost time to start dinner,” Fill said. They ate in silence. After the kids did their homework, when Finn was in the shower, she imagined him, his body, him washing his body, pleasuring himself. She didn’t fight these images. The kids went to bed at nine, Fill at ten thirty. Felicity stayed up looking at porn, of men, young men, then looking for what she only heard of, lolicon, seeking images of boys. Through searched she found out about shotacon, looked at cartoons of young boys, all while thinking of Finn. Felicity pleasured herself in the hall bathroom to the cartoons of young boys, imagining fins body, his small pubescent dick. She went to bed at twelve, Fill was already asleep.\nShe was still horny, she couldn’t stop imagining her son. At one she got out of bed to get a drink, she found a half empty bottle of wine, she didn’t even bother with a glass. When the bottle was done it was one thirty. Before she went back to bed she checked on her kids. Fiona was sleeping, hugging her toys. Finn had pushed the covers off of him. There was no tent but seeing him sleep triggered the memory. She was horny and seeing him made her more horny. \nFelicity snuck in, pulled down his bottoms. His cock was small, soft and to the side. Felicity rubbed his dick between her index finger and thumb, she felt it get harder. She took out her phone and took several pictures of her son’s hard dick. The images saved she wrapped her hand around her son’s cock, masturbating him. She fingered herself with the other hand, imagining her fingers was his dick moving in and out of her. Finn’s muscles tensed, he moaned. She felt his dick throb as he came, her wrapping her hand around the tip. Standing in the hallway, she looked at her sons cum on her fingers and palm, smelled it, licked the cum in her palm. Her body shuttered as she orgasmed. The hall bathroom was too near them, she ran past the kitchen to the laundry room, dropped her pajama bottoms opened her top, forced off her bra, felt her tits imagining it was Finn, she pushed her index and middle fingers, with Finn’s cum on them into her. She imagined Finn over her. “I love you mommy,” he told her, “I love you Baby, make mommy cum.” she said in and out of the fantasy. “Oh Finn!” She exclaimed, “Oh Baby.” She kissed him, his tongue in her mouth, her tongue in his. She felt his body, his back, his ass, his legs, she felt his cock throb in her as he came. “Finn!” she yelled as pleasure exploded in her. ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "As soon as Felicity woke up the memory of the dream disturbed her, herself as a child, having sex with her own son. As she ate her breakfast she tried to think of anything else, but she couldn’t escape the guilt or the thoughts of her son. Maybe if she found a job the thoughts would end, she didn’t have those thoughts until she lost her job and didn’t have the money to go out and find someone to fuck. For the past four years, when she was in heat, she would go out and find someone to fuck, someone other than her disappointing husband, others to satisfy her hormone ridden body and mind.
When Fill and the kids left she tried to focus on the job search but Finn was always in her mind, the image of him masturbating, the image of his hard cock when she molested him in his sleep, the fantasies she kept having. She had a phone interview, a Zoom interview, she threw more resumes out. The thoughts made her so horny, she could feel the moisture between her legs, and it seemed to be getting worse.
At almost two Fill texted, “Hey City, we are having an emergency, again, I’ll be home late.”
“Bastet damnit!” she yelled. “I need you right now, I need someone to keep fucking my son out of my mind.” Felicity slammed her fists on the table. “He’s cheating on me isn’t he?” she asked the universe. “Bastet damnit, he’s cheating on me! You’re going out, fucking some slut while your kids and wife are at home. You bastard, after all your shit I put up with you are cheating on me!” The near constant thoughts of Finn forced there way back into her mind. Her anger became self loathing. “Of course you are. Why wouldn’t you cheat on me?” She put her face in her hands. “I molested your son, imagined fucking your son when we had sex. Our son, my son! I’ve been cheating on you for years, I was fired for sexually harassing a guy. You should be cheating on me, I hope you’re cheating on me! I deserve to be cheated on, I am a terrible wife and a terrible mother,” she cried
Fill texted again, “The emergency worked itself out, for once, I’ll be home on time. Love you.”
Felicity gripped her phone tightly, she wanted to throw it, to break it. She forced herself to gently put her phone down, her hands shaking. She pushed her laptop back, tears fell from her eyes, she slapped herself, covered her eyes and cried. “I’m sorry!” she sobbed.
Felicity looked at the clock on her screen, the kids will be home soon. She washed her face at the kitchen sink, dried it with paper towels, just in time for her kids to get home.
“Mommy, we’re home.” Fiona ran in. Noticing Felicity’s eyes, “have you been crying?”
“No baby, it’s just stressful looking for a job,” She lied.
Finn hugged his mother, “You’ll find a job, Mom.” Fiona joined in the hug, “You’re smart you will get a job.” Felicity hugged back, “Thank you.”
As she went back to the job search she didn’t feel better, she felt worse. The son she molested just told her what she needed to hear. Her self loathing was so strong she felt she could burst out crying, but she controlled it, hid it from her kids.
An hour and a half later Fill got home. “Hey kids!” he greeted his children. “Hey, Dad,” they replied. “Hey Filly.”
Felicity stood up, looked at her husband. “Um, Fill, we need to talk about something, it’s important.”
“Oh, sure,” he replied in an eager voice.
They went to their room, shut the door, locked it. Felicity sat on the bed, looking at the floor. Fill started unbuttoning his pants.
“Fill, are you cheating on me?” She asked him.
“What?” he responded incredulously.
“I’m not mad. I understand-”
“Why would you ask me that?” he demanded.
“Fill I-”
“I know why you got fired! I know why you went to New Orleans on that ‘business trip’, and you’re asking me if I cheated?”
“Fill, I’m sorry-”
“I don’t want to here it!” he almost yelled, trying to keep the kids from hearing the argument.
She looked at him. “Why do you stay with me?”
“Because I don’t want them to go through a divorce the way I did.”
At that point her self loathing peaked, she couldn’t keep her sins in anymore. She didn’t care if he left her, she didn’t care if he took the kids, she didn’t care if he told the police and they threw her in prison. Looking at the floor, “Fill, I have to tell you something.”
“I don’t want to hear it.”
“This is important.”
“I don’t want to hear it!”
She looked at him, tears falling down her cheeks. “Fill-“
“I don’t want to hear it!” he yelled. “Lets go back to pretending everything is fine, it’s been working for years.” Fill opened the bedroom door, “I’ll be working in the back yard.”
With no other outlet, she just sat there and cried.
There was a knock on the door. “Mom, are you okay?” Finn asked.
“I’m fine baby,” she replied, trying not to sound like she was crying. She washed her face and went back to the job search. The thoughts that had been plaguing her returned. She sat at the table, facing away from the couch, but she could feel him sitting on that couch, the images from her fantasy kept running through her minds, it all strongly aroused her.
“You two can’t spend all your time on that couch, go outside and help your dad.”
“But Mom-” Fiona began to protest.
“You are kids you need to be playing not sitting.”
“Mom, he’s not doing anything,” Finn said.
“Now!” They ran out the back door.
Felicity pushed her laptop back, slammed her head on the table three times. “You bitch!” she called herself. “You monster!” She slapped herself twice. “He is your son!” She held her head in her hands. “This is your fault Fill! Things are not working, things are not fine. Things are bad! This is why I’ve been cheating on you! You are not a man! You are a coward hiding from our problems. You haven’t asked me how I’ve been doing, you haven’t told me things will get better. Your son has! He is a man!” She held her head in silence for minutes. “He is the man I want.” She was quiet again, just holding her head in her hands.
The back door opened, bringing her back to reality. “It’s almost time to start dinner,” Fill said. They ate in silence. After the kids did their homework, when Finn was in the shower, she imagined him, his body, him washing his body, pleasuring himself. She didn’t fight these images. The kids went to bed at nine, Fill at ten thirty. Felicity stayed up looking at porn, of men, young men, then looking for what she only heard of, lolicon, seeking images of boys. Through searched she found out about shotacon, looked at cartoons of young boys, all while thinking of Finn. Felicity pleasured herself in the hall bathroom to the cartoons of young boys, imagining fins body, his small pubescent dick. She went to bed at twelve, Fill was already asleep.
She was still horny, she couldn’t stop imagining her son. At one she got out of bed to get a drink, she found a half empty bottle of wine, she didn’t even bother with a glass. When the bottle was done it was one thirty. Before she went back to bed she checked on her kids. Fiona was sleeping, hugging her toys. Finn had pushed the covers off of him. There was no tent but seeing him sleep triggered the memory. She was horny and seeing him made her more horny.
Felicity snuck in, pulled down his bottoms. His cock was small, soft and to the side. Felicity rubbed his dick between her index finger and thumb, she felt it get harder. She took out her phone and took several pictures of her son’s hard dick. The images saved she wrapped her hand around her son’s cock, masturbating him. She fingered herself with the other hand, imagining her fingers was his dick moving in and out of her. Finn’s muscles tensed, he moaned. She felt his dick throb as he came, her wrapping her hand around the tip. Standing in the hallway, she looked at her sons cum on her fingers and palm, smelled it, licked the cum in her palm. Her body shuttered as she orgasmed. The hall bathroom was too near them, she ran past the kitchen to the laundry room, dropped her pajama bottoms opened her top, forced off her bra, felt her tits imagining it was Finn, she pushed her index and middle fingers, with Finn’s cum on them into her. She imagined Finn over her. “I love you mommy,” he told her, “I love you Baby, make mommy cum.” she said in and out of the fantasy. “Oh Finn!” She exclaimed, “Oh Baby.” She kissed him, his tongue in her mouth, her tongue in his. She felt his body, his back, his ass, his legs, she felt his cock throb in her as he came. “Finn!” she yelled as pleasure exploded in her. ", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Felicity Feline’s Immoral Desires - Wednesday", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "image/png", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "2", "name": "Nudity", "description": "Nonsexual nudity exposing breasts or genitals (must not show arousal)", "rating_id": "1" }, { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "482" }