This story is about a mature Asian mother that experiences her fantasy of being sexually ravished by a tall powerfully built White teenage boy - And how that boy grooms the hot Asian mother for his own personal needs.
Please be warned that my stories contain elements of incest, anal, interracial, and mild aspects of BDSM and non-consensual sex/blackmail.
I write fantasy stories for my enjoyment - hopefully, you will enjoy them too.
My intention is not to insult or offend you. However, if it does, there are many other stories on Literotica you may want to read.
All characters in this story are at least 18 years old.
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Mrs. Amy Yee waved goodbye to her 20-year-old son, Paul, from the front door of her suburban colonial house as he drove off to his sophomore year at State University.
The pretty 52-year-old 5'3" and 120 lb. Asian mother had three grown sons that ranged from 27 years old to her youngest 20-year-old son, Paul.
Tears ran down her face as the sudden feeling of being alone in her large colonial house took over her emotions.
The fact that her thirty-year marriage had ended in divorce three months ago only made her feelings worse.
The finalized divorce agreement resulted in her financial detriment. It had become clear to her that she would need to find a job to keep her beautiful home where she had raised her three sons.
Unfortunately, she had not worked a day during their thirty-year marriage and had no idea where she'd be qualified to work at this point in her life.
Once the divorce was finalized, she dropped her married legal name from Mrs. Amy Yee Cohen to simply being addressed as Mrs. Amy Yee. She still wanted to be addressed as "Mrs." because she was embarrassed about the divorce.
She felt stupid that she did not see the signs that her 56-year-old husband, Ron Cohen, would dump her for a pretty 18-year-old Asian teenage girl that was his personal secretary at his law firm.
There were those few instances where Mrs. Yee showed up unannounced at her husband's law office and noticed the teenage girl abruptly leaving her husband's private office with her clothes and hair extremely disheveled.
Mrs. Yee was outraged that after raising their three children her husband decided he would trade-in his older Asian wife for a newer model that was a cute 18-year-old Asian girl.
To top off her recent bad news, she was going to be alone tomorrow on her 53rd birthday.
Mrs. Yee slowly walked back into the house mentally beaten down by all the negative news that had come her way recently.
At that moment, her cell phone buzzed as she noticed it was her best friend, Mrs. Kim Wang.
Mrs. Amy Yee and Mrs. Kim Wang were friends since their high school days over three decades ago.
"Hi Amy, I am just checking on you. Did your son, Paul, leave for State University yet?"
"Yes, he just left," responded Mrs. Yee in an obviously depressed way."
"I figured you'd be depressed once he returned to State University. I suggest we go out for a late dinner and discuss your situation," responded her friend Mrs. Kim Wang.
"I'd rather stay at home this evening and go to sleep," responded Mrs. Yee.
"Listen to me Amy. I have been your best friend since our high school days! You have been shuttered up in your house most of the time since your husband abandoned you.
Let's meet at 7 PM at the Sea Island Bar and Lounge. A nice dinner and some frank talk will be good for you. You may even meet a guy you may like, "Mrs. Kim Wang firmly expressed to her friend.
Mrs. Amy Yee abruptly responded, "I am not interested in meeting any more guys!"
"Amy, it would be terrible to live alone the rest of your life. You're going to be 53 years old tomorrow. The quicker you forget about your former husband the better.," responded Mrs. Wang.
Mrs. Amy Yee pondered her friend's comment and then responded, " I really don't have anything to wear."
"Amy! You have that sexy skintight black sequin dress that you wore last month at Mary Olsen's house for her daughter's high school graduation party. I was glad you finally got out of your house for once!" replied Mrs. Kim Wang.
"That dress was much too short and tight on me. In retrospect, it was a mistake and inappropriate for a woman my age to wear it," replied, Mrs. Yee.
"You must be kidding me. I recall that tall muscular baby-faced red-haired kid that was chatting you up most of the evening. He certainly was impressed with what he saw," replied Mrs. Wang with a giggle.
"Kim, he is practically a baby! He was talking to me because he saw me as a mother or grandmother figure. He just wanted to be nice to an old woman," replied Mrs. Amy Yee
Amy, I can't believe that you are so naΓ―ve at the age of 52 years old - and going on to being 53 tomorrow!" responded Mrs. Wang with a raised irritated voice.
"What do you mean? Replied a puzzled Mrs. Amy Yee.
"I chatted with one of the young Asian high school girls at the party. She told me that he is the star quarterback of the town's high school football team, and his name is Timmy Boyer," responded Mrs. Kim Wang.
"Yes. I know that. Timmy mentioned that to me when we were chatting," replied Mrs. Amy Yee.
"The young high school girl told me that she had no chance of getting a date with that young Caucasian teenage hunk," said Mrs. Kim Wang.
" Why? Does he have a prejudice against Asians?" asked Mrs. Amy Yee.
"No, just the opposite. The girl told me that Timmy has a fondness for attractive older women - especially attractive older Asian women."
"What do you mean a fondness for attractive older Asian women? Replied a confused Mrs. Yee.
"Timmy Boyer is well known for flirting with attractive older women and then seducing his way into their bed - and especially the bed of attractive older Asian women, " replied Mrs. Kim Wang.
"That's crazy Kim. In fact, Timmy was a young perfect gentleman . During our chat I happened to mention to him that I needed certain things to be fixed in my house. He did not hesitate to inform me that he is very handy with fixing just about anything in a house. He even offered to paint my bedroom and fill all the holes and cracks on the wall for no charge."
"Did you take him up on his offer?" asked Mrs. Wang.