An Anthology of Forbidden Erotica: 28 Depraved Tales (29 page)

Secret Slut College Nurse

Laura has always been 
the good girl
 all her life. As a college nurse she worked hard to keep her reputation spotless. She was the type of woman who would walk down the street with an infectious smile, and would regularly call her parents to make sure that they were doing well and that they ate right. With a personality like hers, it was no wonder that she was the darling of her neighborhood and her workplace at the University. At 46 years of age, she could still step foot on any college campus in America and turn as many heads as a 20 year old student could. 
But despite all her perfections, she still had one dark secret that she could never tell anybody: She secretly fantasized about her favourite patient. It started soon after Jacob turned 18. She remembered the day vividly when he had beamed with pride when he first began attending the junior college. He was becoming a young man. But not just any young man, 
her
 young man. She had felt drawn to him from the first moment he had appeared at the surgery having had problems with sleeping. He had had a rough start at college, and had found it difficult to make friends. So she had stepped in and had taken him under her wing.

Two years later, when he turned 20, she found herself becoming physically attracted to him. He was everything she ever wanted in a man; smart, handsome, passionate, and caring. He had found his calling in life, and then to her horror he applied to a university to continue his studies which was a few hours away, where he planned on doing a PHD in environmental studies.
And that’s when her ‘troubles’ began. She found herself longing for him after he moved out from her campus to live in a college dorm far away. Fantasizing about him drove her absolutely wild, as it was the ultimate taboo for the perfect ‘good girl’. It became a vicious cycle. The sluttier she was for him in her dirty little fantasy world, the more 
good
 she became. For the first time in her life, she was willing to give up complete control over her body and sexuality.
Laura sat attentively in the surgery and she took a sip of her late night coffee. Jacob had just arrived for a visit for his Spring break after his first semester living away, and she was sure to soak up every word he spoke.
“Tell me everything,” she said to him. “And don’t skip on the details either.”
He gladly told her about everything he had been doing in his new college life. He told her about his new friends, what they did on the weekends, and his studies. Laura’s attention found its peak when Jacob told her about how he joined the Geology Club on campus, and was going out on long hikes with the other students and his new favorite professor, Ms. Goodwin.
“Is she pretty?” Laura blurted out.
He smiled, almost wanting to laugh. “Is she pretty? What kind of question is that? She’s my professor.”
“Sure, but that doesn’t mean she can’t be pretty too.”
He gave her another playful look, this time, with a bit of skepticism. “Sure, I guess she’s kind of hot. Why do you ask?”
“I don’t know. You speak so fondly of her and you haven’t mentioned anything about a new girlfriend,” Laura replied.
“Laura, she’s my teacher. And we’re all having a great time learning about nature and the environment. And if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you sound a little jealous of her,” he said with a playful tone.
“Maybe I 
am
 a little jealous,” Laura smiled. “It seemed like only yesterday that 
I
was the one who was taking you out on these little trips. You were hopeless when you first arrived at meeting people. You’ve grown up so fast and I feel like I have to play catch up with you so that I can still be a part of your life.”
“Trust me, you’ll always be an important part of my life.”
She smiled, “It’s reassuring to hear that from you. You’ve become such a young man. Speaking of which, you still haven’t answered if dating anyone or not.”
“Maybe another time. But I’ve got a great idea; at the end of the week, why don’t you come visit my campus to see all the cool stuff we have planned for Thanksgiving. It’ll be a lot of fun. I could drive us to campus, and the next day I could drive you back home. My roommate won’t be back yet, so you could sleep in my dorm.”
“How sweet of you,” Laura replied appreciatively. “But all that driving back and forth…I don’t want you to be exhausted before your school starts next week. It’s a very thoughtful gesture though.”
“Don’t worry about that. Believe me, I’m used to a busy schedule now. And the extra drive is worth it if it would make you happy.”
“Are you sure about this?”
“Positive,” he replied happily.
“Well, then it’s settled. I’d love to come visit your campus to see what you’re up to.”
***
Laura didn’t go to sleep after their conversation. Instead, she turned on the computer to look up the woman Jacob was spending so much of his time with.
‘Bitch,’
 she muttered to herself, looking at the picture of the female instructor on her faculty page.
Ms. Goodwin appeared to be in her mid-30’s, attractive, with a vivacious smile. Laura couldn’t help but feel jealous of her. Jealous, that another woman was taking her place. After all, that was her perceived competition. She couldn’t help but think of Ms. Goodwin with her hands all over Jacob, seducing him in private during one of their outdoor adventures and having her way with him. She felt angry at the idea of another woman ‘taking advantage’ of Jacob. But at the same time, she felt excited that he would be discovering the joys of an older woman. 
If only he knew the joys of being with the 
only
 older woman that mattered, she thought to herself.
***WHORISH WOMEN & JEZEBELS*** 
A few days had passed…
After getting up early that morning to cook his favorite breakfast platter, she went up to his room to wake him up.
“Breakfast is ready,” Laura called.
“In a minute,”
 he replied through the door.
Thinking that he was too lazy to get out of bed, she flung the door open to see him sitting in front of the computer, and he quickly pulled up the top of his sweat pants. He was clearly masturbating.
“Shit!” he shouted. “Don’t you know how to knock!?”
“Oh…I’m sorry. I thought that…”
“I’ll be down in a minute..”
***
“So am I still invited this Friday to come see your Thanksgiving stuff around campus?” she asked innocently, watching him eat.
“Of course you are, I’m not mad at you or anything. I just wish you’d respect my privacy and knock first.”
“Fair enough. And I just want you to know that what you were doing up there is perfectly normal and nothing to be ashamed of,” Laura stated.
“Jeez, I was hoping that we’d avoid this part,” he groaned.
“It’s not that big a deal Jacob. I don’t want you to be upset with me just because I interrupted you doing 
that
. It’s healthy for a young man your age.”
“Thanks I guess,” he replied gently. “A friend of mine got caught doing, you know, and he told me that his mom wouldn’t let him use the computer for a week. So I kind of freaked out when you swung the door open.”
“Well, I’m not your mom. I’m a little more open about certain things.”
The tension around the kitchen table was apparent, and Jacob didn’t know how to react to her words of candor. 
“By the way, I’ll be going out this afternoon with my friend. I’ll be back by this evening.”
“No problem,” Laura said happily. “Have fun.”
***
Laura found herself struggling with what to do next. A part of her wanted to go about her day as she normally would. But another part of her, the devious part, wanted to turn on his computer to find out just what kind of ‘material’ he used to get off. After all, Jacob was never very good at cleaning up after himself.
Her mind was quickly made and she headed up to his room to turn on his computer. Laura wasn’t computer savvy by any means, but a friend of hers, a fellow mother, gave her tips on what to look for when it comes to monitoring a child’s online habits. In this case, all it took was a few clicks; she opened his web browser, clicked ‘history’, and then clicked ‘show history in the past 30 days’ to reveal everything she needed to know about his internet history.
In between websites of his school activities, sports, and video games, were websites that were blatantly pornographic at first glance. One by one she opened links to reveal pictures of naked women he been masturbating to. But they weren’t just any naked women- they were 
slutty
 women. The main thing each website had in common is that the women were all wearing an assortment of different high-heeled stilettos, garter belts, panties, and skimpy lingerie. There was no doubt that the women were all beautiful, but it was their demeaning poses and their vixenous ‘clothing’ that made them so low class in her eyes.
Laura couldn’t believe what he was getting off on. It was especially shocking because, as a self-proclaimed feminist, she had always considered such images to be vile and particularly degrading towards all woman. And here it was in front of her, a centerpiece of Jacob’s erotic fantasy.
For a moment, Laura wanted to laugh. There she was, judging him  who fantasized about whorish women, yet she herself was guilty of fantasizing about HIM of all people.
She was about to close his web browser before saw a particular website in the corner of her eye that she hadn’t opened yet. It was an erotic story website. And when she clicked it open, she was taken aback by the fact that Jacob was reading such hardcore material.
‘Oh my…’
 she gasped.
Skimming through his search history once again, she found that her son had read different stories about mature women, especially ones where there was slut training and submission. 
Her heart began pounding and a flood different questions came to mind. 
‘Did he actually enjoy incest or was he just browsing that section? Are mother/son stories his favorite sub-category of the incest theme? Does he think about mother/son incest often? Did he ever fantasize about his own mother?’
Laura couldn’t help herself anymore. Her lust and imagination couldn’t be controlled. She slid her right hand down her sweat pants & panties and began fingering herself in his room, in his chair, in front of his computer. She imagined that 
she
 was one of the slutty women that he liked to look at, dressed in nothing but the whorish attire. She imagined that it was 
she
 who was causing her Jacob’s penis to become erect. And she imagined that it was 
she
who was on her knees services him, the same way those women were sucking off the male models.
The explicit thoughts in her head along with her clitoris being furiously rubbed by her fingers were more than enough to bring Laura to a quick orgasm. It was strong. Her eyes squeezed shut, her back arches, and her feet clenched as a stream of fluids soiled her elegant clothing along with the chair she was sitting on.
‘God, what a mess,’
 Laura said to herself, almost wanting to laugh afterwards.
She leaned her head back against the chair and she closed her eyes to enjoy the blissful moment. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt an orgasm that powerful, and then she smiled, because she knew there would be more to follow. 
And above all, she knew she had to find a way to make her secret fantasy come true.
***HIGH HEELED STILETTOS & UNDERGARMENTS*** 
The following morning, Laura took the day off from work to go shopping. She didn’t go the regular mall where she normally shops. Not today. She had something even more special in mind. She drove all the way to downtown, the high-end part of the city, to visit a high-end lingerie store reserved for only the classiest of women. She thought about going there a few years back for a previous boyfriend, but decided it wasn’t worth the trouble. But today, she decided it was worth a look.
“Can I help you?” the saleswoman asked with a warm smile. “You look lost, and I don’t believe I’ve seen you here before.”
The saleswoman was in her early-50’s, beautiful, and had a very sophisticated & sexy demeanor to her.
“Oh, I’m fine thank you. I’m just browsing,” Laura blushed, almost feeling embarrassed for even being there.
“Nonsense,” she replied boldly. “I know the look of a woman like you. You’re looking to spice things up in the bedroom but you don’t know how. Well it’s my job to help. I love assisting woman such as yourself. And to start things off, my name is Meredith.”
The two women shook hands.
“I’m Laura.”
The saleswoman smiled, “It’s very nice to meet you Laura. So, Laura, did you have anything in mind? High heels? Bras and panties? See-through negligee? There’s no need to be shy here in what you want, we’re both adult women here.”
Laura blushed, “Well, to be honest, I have no idea what I’m looking for. I just want to look…
sexy.
 I’ve never had a sexy look before.”
“What a shame. You’re a very attractive woman Laura, and I can see that you have a lot of class which is keeping your body hidden in that stuffy outfit of yours. And I can see that you aren’t wearing a wedding ring, so I’m assuming this is for a boyfriend.”
“Well…not exactly…It’s a long story.”
Meredith’s eyebrows raised at that response. “I see. It sounds like you’re interested in seduction. What kind of man is he? A business man? An ex-lover? Your boss…”
“He’s younger,” Laura replied, taking a deep breath to muster up her confidence. “He’s half my age, and we’ve never done anything before. I’ve recently begun to fantasize about being with him, and I have no idea how he would react to that.”
“You’re telling me that you have your eyes set on a younger man, and you have no idea if he would want to sleep with you or not?”
Laura nodded.
A revelation suddenly occurred, and the saleswoman’s eyes suddenly lit up like a Christmas tree.
“I think I know what’s going on,” Meredith said with a grin. “I should have known the minute you walked through that door. And it’s nothing to be ashamed of either. It’s a lot more common than most people would ever imagine.”
“Wh…what do you mean,” Laura stammered, hoping that her secret hadn’t been revealed.
Meredith leaned forward to her ear and whispered, “You’re doing this for him, aren’t you? You want to dress up for him so you can be his dirty little slut. You want to be his dirty little whore and have him do bad things to you, don’t you?”
“I…I’m sorry. I made a big mistake by coming here. I better go…”
Before Laura could turn and walk out the door, Meredith gently put her hand on her shoulder to stop her.
“Don’t be shy Laura. I know 
exactly
 what you’re going through. I realize it’s scary, and a bit intimidating at first, but it’s worth it. Now let’s get you dressed…”
***
Laura couldn’t believe the reflection she saw in the changing room mirror.
For the past 20 minutes, Meredith gathered an assortment of undergarments, stockings, and high heels for her to try on. In which time, Laura shared a bond with her which was unlike anything she had ever felt with even her closest friends. The chemistry between the two mature women who share a common fantasy was unreal. 
Now here she was, standing scantily clad, alone in the changing room as she examined herself. Her goal was more than accomplished and she looked like one of the slutty women Jacob masturbates to on the internet. She had on a black bra and a matching pair of black panties and a garter belt, along with high-heeled stilettos on her feet. 
‘This is so inappropriate. What am I doing here?’
 she thought to herself.
And she was right. She knew that it was completely inappropriate for a woman of her stature and age to wear such a thing, especially consider that it was for one of her patients of all people. But it was an amazing sexual thrill. And it forced her to examine herself and her body in a way that she hadn’t in a very long time.