LITEROTICA PODCAST
LIT CAMS (200 Free Tokens)ADULT TOYSVOD MOVIES

🔮 What are you doing right now? 🔮

I see this forum thread pop up occasionally, and I’ve never responded because I take things literally. What am I doing right now? Usually, I’m sitting down to write my erotica and procrastinating by reading everyone’s thoughts and posts. Not very post-worthy.

But it’s 2:15 PM EST on Friday the 22nd in Bar Harbor, Maine, where I am currently in the cabin of a rather large boat with a man I met last night. Let me be a little more specific. We are both guests in this town, staying at large vacation homes belonging to our friends. I did not know him before last night (don’t judge me—I’m an adult and can make good choices).

Last night, Thursday, it was warm, and we had drinks at the Garden Lounge. It was crowded. The conversation with my friend group was tedious. It was about where to buy the best cheese in America. The discussion at his table must have been similar. We were sitting back-to-back, and without turning around, we started trashing the people in our two friend groups. No one noticed us talking because we never turned our heads. It was so much fun. We even started texting our comments.

Our conversation lasted at least an hour, fueled by several G&Ts, and was far more interesting than whatever pretentious topic our friend groups were discussing. In my loosened state, I might have even shared this secret side of my life—writing erotica. That definitely took the chat down an intriguing path. He pulled out his phone and started reading my work, pretending to scroll through emails. I guided him to some of the more “third rail” stories I’ve posted. I turned my head just enough to see my work created the appropriate reaction from him.

Finally, I had to pee and told him I was going to a quieter place. I came out of the bathroom, and there he was, just as I hoped he would be.

Twenty minutes later, we were on the boat he rented for the weekend to take his friends up the coast. I texted my friends that I went back to the house with a headache. By the way, this boat is huge. Three bedrooms. It’s impressive.

He’s older than I am. I’d guess around 65 since he recently retired from a comfortable job. I pitched him a few of my upcoming story ideas. He suggested the story were were living out in real time was good. I told him I didn’t know how that story ended.

That led me to call him Captain, and we headed to the front cabin for our first mating. We started last night around 10:30 and then woke up around 3 AM, quietly skinny-dipped in the marina, then returned to the boat, and boom, he was back inside me. He bragged about his skill in aftercare, and wow, he was not kidding. No one gives aftercare like a man with a few decades behind him.

We got up this morning, walked to breakfast, and I texted my friends that I met someone. He texted his golf buddies and said the weekend is off. We just showered, and I have three choices right now: go back and get my luggage and clothes, keep wearing the same clothes from last night, or lie around nude with Sean. Nude is working for now.

He’s making drinks and walking back into the captain's quarters, and since I’m apparently his first mate for rest of the weekend, he’s in charge of all shipboard events.

Gotta go, Sean is back.

I think you know what I am doing right now for the next hour.
 
Last edited:
You must log in or register to reply here.

Similar threads

Tossawayalt
What are you drinking?
2 3 4
Replies
94
Views
740
cheekygirl75
cheekygirl75
hotwords229_A
The Female Gaze
2
Replies
28
Views
489
kreemi_pi
kreemi_pi
lil_jenni
Two lies, one truth
10 11 12
Replies
290
Views
5K
PageWriter2
P
Tallulah82
Tallulah's OMD
5 6 7
Replies
150
Views
6K
deft
deft
Girly_girl
Tell Them what you think about them, Good or Bad.
16 17 18
Replies
437
Views
18K
Abeona1
A
Back
Top