'Fishing Expedition'

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Idea for an n/c lesbian situation.

Lesbian, 'happily married' with children (at Uni) has packed her hubby off on the train to help care for his aged mother a hundred miles away. She's free for at least a long weekend and able to indulge her 'fishing hobby' interest.

The marriage is one of convenience for her - brings her all the necessary creature comforts and social position - beyond which hubby is irrelevant. It's a mystery to her that he's never realised the full truth of matters - she's half a head taller than him, plays golf, trains on weights at the gym... and has an interesting collection of the more girly, female film star photos which he seems to believe stems from an actual interest in the films...

Smartly dressed in a two piece suit, she drives out that evening for her fishing. She's done this before. As with all angling, sometimes the luck is there, sometimes not. In an upmarket part of town, she spots a likely house - one with just a single light on downstairs and with a small car parked in the secluded drive, the kind commonly used as a runabout for housewives.

She exits her car and fetches her briefcase from the back. It's filled with brochures on a number of themes - double glazing, religion, women's jewellery. She might need them or not. A matter of playing it by ear. It also contains a small bottle and a soft cloth.

She sets off up the drive...
 
Idea for an n/c lesbian situation.

Lesbian, 'happily married' with children (at Uni) has packed her hubby off on the train to help care for his aged mother a hundred miles away. She's free for at least a long weekend and able to indulge her 'fishing hobby' interest.

The marriage is one of convenience for her - brings her all the necessary creature comforts and social position - beyond which hubby is irrelevant. It's a mystery to her that he's never realised the full truth of matters - she's half a head taller than him, plays golf, trains on weights at the gym... and has an interesting collection of the more girly, female film star photos which he seems to believe stems from an actual interest in the films...

Smartly dressed in a two piece suit, she drives out that evening for her fishing. She's done this before. As with all angling, sometimes the luck is there, sometimes not. In an upmarket part of town, she spots a likely house - one with just a single light on downstairs and with a small car parked in the secluded drive, the kind commonly used as a runabout for housewives.

She exits her car and fetches her briefcase from the back. It's filled with brochures on a number of themes - double glazing, religion, women's jewellery. She might need them or not. A matter of playing it by ear. It also contains a small bottle and a soft cloth.

She sets off up the drive...

How is this fishing? She has targeted a person. There is no bait etc...

Sounds interesting but the fishing analogy needs work.
 
...It also contains a small bottle and a soft cloth...

She's selling Turtle Wax and giving demos?

Ohhh, the whole n/c thing. Gotcha.

"No, actually I'm into aroma therapy. Say, does this smell like chloroform?"

Terrifying idea, actually.
 
How is this fishing? She has targeted a person. There is no bait etc...

Sounds interesting but the fishing analogy needs work.


I'm really not sure I was expressing an undying desire for a 'fishing analogy'. She has not targeted a person but merely cruised a neighbourhood. Maybe this wasn't clear. She has hit upon a likely house. Now, if you insist on the importance of the analogy (which is merely a device) she will proceed to dangle the bait of religion, jewellery, fashion... whatever, according to her assessment of her quarry's type. Maybe there will be a bite, maybe not. She only needs to distract.

I don't know if this will mean anything to Americans but, as we Brits might have said at one time long ago: 'Ding dong! Avon calling...'
 
I don't know if this will mean anything to Americans but, as we Brits might have said at one time long ago: 'Ding dong! Avon calling...'
Yes, us Americans know about Avon. It started in New York City back in the 1880's.

Haven't heard it in years. Probably the 1970's was when that particular marketing strategy died out.

When I go on fishing expeditions, I'm usually looking for guys to pick up and fuck. I have to lure them in with promises of a good time from an eager woman.

Be careful with the story you've proposed. The owners of this site require that all non-consent stories end with a happy ending for all. Waking up and finding yourself nude on the sofa with a feeling of having been molested may not work.

Jenny
 
Yes, us Americans know about Avon. It started in New York City back in the 1880's.

Haven't heard it in years. Probably the 1970's was when that particular marketing strategy died out.

When I go on fishing expeditions, I'm usually looking for guys to pick up and fuck. I have to lure them in with promises of a good time from an eager woman.

Be careful with the story you've proposed. The owners of this site require that all non-consent stories end with a happy ending for all. Waking up and finding yourself nude on the sofa with a feeling of having been molested may not work.

Jenny

In that case, I heartily suggest to anyone who picks up and runs with it that, whatever other 'interesting' twists and turn their tale may take, they should of course end it with a sentence starting: 'And they all...'
 
Well lesbians is a thing. Otherwise I did this years back and people loved it.
 
Another good one, SP.

Personally I'm not much into N/C but I can see where you're going with it. The woman's into body-building or suchlike, right? So, she's going to overpower her "prey".

On top of N/C you've added lesbianism into the mix so your story, however it develops, wouldn't meet the sexual leanings of the vast majority of readers. However I'll give you this: some people hereabouts still read stories at least partly out of interest in the plot - and at least you suggest plots. Most of the stuff I see suggested in "Story Ideas" doesn't remotely live up to that billing, being just paper thin backdrops for sex.
 
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