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Welcome to bluvelvet99
"Bullies Fucked My Mom"

You've just arrived at the lowest, most pathetic, most subversive and most niche part of the internet. I'm bluvelvet. I'm a short story writer. I genuinely want my mom to be fucked by men who bully and demean me and I want you to want that for your mom as well.

If you're already a fan or a co-enjoyer of this fetish, welcome. If you're new to this, strap yourself in, it's going to be a bumpy ride.

If you would like to message me, please do so on reddit (u/bluvelvet99) or by e-mailing me at bluvelvet99@gmail.com. Often times messages sent on this site don't make it through to me, so please feel free to use the two methods I've listed above. I love to chat, and I love to answer questions. So feel free to get into contact with me.

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Joy Division

Your mom lay on the couch, her blonde locks falling past her giant breasts. Her bronzed thighs sat succulent within the dusty sunlight.

The Good Son

A spin-off of the America series, starring the ever insatiable Gianna Pizzolato

Lamb and Shepherd

You stared at her ass, the way it bobbed playfully in its bright red dress, youthfully despite its womanly size.

A Bumpy Ride

A spin-off of the America series, starring the always fascinating Evelyn Richardson.

Pearls to Swine

She was silent, her smooth leg crossed over the other. It was only the gravity of the situation which kept him from ogling her this time.

Who? (Part 2)

Your dad whispered to you over the top of his phone: “We need you back home, mommy. We need an angel for our tree.”

Who? (Part 1)

"Look, he's looking over here." Your mom leaned to look beyond the tree, seeing him stand there, looking back, directly into her eyes.

Blue

The blue of your mom's dress, as she ironed your clothes, dipped within the crevice between her giant and soft butt-cheeks.

Hear Me Roar

Your mom’s naked body moved about, washing itself with soapy suds, the lion’s share of which fell in a cascade down her impossible shape.

Thesis-Antithesis

Your mom only sat there, shuffling every so often in her seat, the flesh of her thick and curvy body electric with nervous energy.

The Red Carpet (Part II)

He tried to not turn to look at her and accepted the small glimpses of her he’d catch in his peripheral. Her red hair, like fire in the sun.

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