I have had the pleasure of reading many dream filling erotica stories and poems of many different styles of writters. Such a blessing for me. Many of these stories made me feel like I am part of it. Some stories more than others. I been very wet and horny on most of them. The ones I wrote made me cum many times while I wrote them. Some of mine are real and others are my imagination and research. I will never tell. I struggled in school to read and write. I do have a learning disability which has slowed me down. But dumb I am not. Slow at time yes. So for me to share my thoughts and imaginations with you is a gift . My mom knows I write. She to my knowledge, has never read one. I do not tell her my dreams or erotic stories. She just accepts it. My S.O. writes as well. He has helped me with my grammer errors. I told him, I want him too.
I write on EWC which is a free adult sight , but you have to join.. I love it their. I need to write more stories.

erotiawritersclub.com

See if you can figure out who I am.
If you ever want to read one, here is where mine are.

So happily stunned. On NN

MADE MY DAY. WOW
One of my wildest dreams came true.


THANK YOU ALL! THANK YOU!

Still in shock.....
You all made this somewhat shy nerdy lady feel good about herself and age...

Wow thanks.

Horny now.....

I want so much, to tape my S.O. and I together. I love giving him a bj. I love how he eats my pussie. I never had someone who enjoyed eatting mine. He is the first for me on that. He turns me on . Others on here help with that. Love being on NN. So many beautiful people inside and out. What a blessing to get comments on things from so many. To all who do. Thank you for help making this older gal feel better about herself. Life had it's hard times. Has been so many good too. Right now it is on the rough side and being on here has helped. I have texted with so really nice cool people on here. Thank you for that.

I do want to thank all the Vets on here for our freedom. THANK YOU...

I am the widow of a Forse Recon Man, who did 38 missions behind enemy lines, many he was not allowed to wear his dog tags.

Today I am so blessed with my friends on here and very lucky to have learned how to love again. I learned after 8 1/2 years that you never stop loving them, nor will you loose the love for them. However love has room to grow. I am blessed to find the second love of my life. I also learned that our grieving is us being selfish, when we should be happy for them. They are in heaven and no longer in pain. When he first died, I want so badly too. My young daughters kept me here. I had a rough job of raising an 11 year old and a special needs adopted angel, 1 1/2 year old, myself for both of us. I am so proud of both my daughters. One is 26 and is in a masters program in college. The other just turned 16 today and will be my adult child. What a ride we three had. The three years after my husband died .... I threw up many times a day. Nothing stay down well. I gained weight, and my bp was threw the roof.

Today I have lost over 40 lbs and I hope to lose ten more. I been stuck at 163 ish lbs, for some time. I do hope I can shed more.

Sorry I am writing a book again.
Once again I want to thank you all here

So lucky am I.
Happy cubby girl
Want so badly to make hot passionate love outside by my fire pit.
I get so horny thinking about this.
I want it so badly... can not wait for summers fun.
Hoping to make a video of it.

I am in trouble now.
Daughter just went to bed. I am sitting by my fire pit with only a simple dress on and a thong. My S.O. is beside my. I am hornier than shit.
I want to give him a bj now but need to wait a bit so daughter is a sleep.
Then look out here We cum.

As I lay here topless
In front of you
I wish for you
Just to touch me
Fondle my breast
Suck them hard

Please take pictures
As you keep rubbing
All the way down
To my pussie
You can go

Anything you wish
For you
Putting passionate fire
In my soul
I am all your's
A sex slave

For all your manly passions
I dream to meet
You have my heart
And all of me

I am so very horny.. I want to be taped giving my S.O. a bj for all here to see. I want to learn what I can do to improve my style of giving him one. So far he has no complaints. He loves the ones I give so far. I want to be better so he feels like he is on this top of the world. Each night I keep wishing he would say something or even read my file here. So far he has not. He knows I am on here for over a week or so. Not sure why he has not check things out. I love him so much. He woke my sleepy soul.

As a child growing ... It was rough. First few years were the happiest. Spent lots of time with my grandparents, aunts , uncles and cousin's. We went camping many weekends. Those were such good days. My family changed, when my dad no longer lived with us. They got a divorce . I cried many tears when that happened. Then one day when I was 9 my dad left. My sisters and I shed many tears for him.
At 11 my mom remarried. Was not a very happy time. When I was13 my step dad started to abuses us. I got hit many times up side the head and broads broke over my arms. I was a tough and strong girl. I am thankful for that. I did not bruse easily. The older I got the harder he hit. The more I had to fight to keep his hands out of my pants. He had a hard time. I took him down and had to wrestled to keep his hand off my ass. One time as he was hitting me. I helped my foot and kicked him hard in the nuts. He hit me hard. But to me made me feel better about being beat that day because I got him good and hard when I kicked his nuts. After three years of all this shit. And being scared to be at home. They shipped us to my father, who lived 3000 miles across the U S.A.
I WENT FROM California to live in Pa. Took a lot to get use too. Schools were so different.
I went from on abusive step parent to a crazy one. Every time I turn around my step mom was in the psych ward . I helped care for my baby brother's
My sisters went into foster care. And the state just left me.
It was rough time again.
1986 I married
2002 I buried my best friend , my soul mate my husband. Raised my daughter.
And still raising my specials need adopted angel.
Took me 6 years to cry
By 8 1/2 years to date again. Did not have sex durning that time. My daughter help pick out my outfit, did my hair and the little bit of makeup on me.
She held my arm pushed me to my van. We drove to the mall dropping my girls off and met him at Hoss . We hit it off
That was April of 2011.
Been with this man since That day. He woke up my numb soul. We are very blessed to have each other.
I do not remember all we did befor I met this man. He was my first after my husband died.
And he is my last..

Well I told my S.O. about having an account on here. He say he would check it out. But according to his profile on here he has not. Yes he has been a member since 2004. I have been on here since 2014 and upgraded about three weeks ago.
Not sure if he is being invissible to us when he signs on or if he just did not need too.
Confusses me so much. I do love him. He woke my sleepy soul. And I know he loves me. He has been busy with issues. Maybe thats all it is.
Sometimes I just get scared. I had an outstanding marriage. But befor I met my husband, I was hurt badly. Then became widowed. Lost over hafe my heart when he died.
So when I say he woke my soul... well he really did. I never thought I could learn to love again. And threw him I did. I think he feels the same way I do.
I am scared what he will say or feel about my profile on here along with my pictures., and videos.
He has yet to look at them, or even say he is in a relationship with me. Just not sure how he feels or how to ask him about it.
Should I run and hide or should I hold my head up high and be proud???

My day has me laughing my ass off.
This morning I had two different appointments at the local hospital. Fun fun day. This evening I once again had to come back to the hospital to get ten stiches in my left thumb...
To night they smart a bit.
Plus I told my S.O. That I have an account on here. I just could not take him not knowing any more. He says he will check it out later.
Waiting for my daughter to go to bed. And boy does he have a lot to read...I just hope he is not mad at me. I will not know until later. But, as time slipes into the night, my thumb hurts more and more.
I do know I love him so very much.