
Right there, stay right there. Let me feel the light breath as our lips press together. Feel my hand gently explore your body as you rest in my lap and kiss. Slow, deep, passionate. My beautiful love. Stay right there.
(NSFW 18+) AN EROTIC ESCAPE -Welcome to where fantasy, desire, love, lust, passion, and playfulness are encouraged. I write & role play erotica as an escape from the stress & frustration of real life. I am a Daddy Dom by nature and will do everything to ensure you leave here satisfied. So let comment to let me know what provides pleasure to you.

Right there, stay right there. Let me feel the light breath as our lips press together. Feel my hand gently explore your body as you rest in my lap and kiss. Slow, deep, passionate. My beautiful love. Stay right there.

The first day of summer was here and I knew how excited you would be. I put a little note on your nightstand with a special treat. “My sweet baby happy first day of Summer! I hope your dreams were magical and your morning as beautiful as you. See you after my work is done.” I imagined you would wake and initially have and excited bounce as you found it. Then a pouted lip when you realize I had to go in to work.
You did just that as you slipped out of your cool sheet to find my loving message. You twirled the sucker in your fingers and you read it and felt my words warm your heart. Your lip fell as you knew it would be hours before I was home but understood its how it needed to be. You took a relaxing bubble bath and read the note several more times. You knew to eat a good breakfast before any candy. You headed down to the kitchen and made a healthy meal, eating alone did not suit you so you carried it back up to our room and sat with your stuffy in bed.
The rest of the morning found you bored no matter what you tried. You decided to stay undressed and sit in the windowsill licking your sucker. When you leaned back against the cove you began to day dream about me coming home, the way I kissed and held you after a long day. I always made it obvious how I thought of you all day. You couldn’t resist playing a little. I mean I always encouraged you to play when you thought of me so you let your fingers wander over your creamy skin and dip into your honey. Lost in your own touch, imagining it was mine only to stop suddenly at the sound of tires rolling on our driveway. You looked out the window and down toward the front to see me stepping out of my car. You burst with excitement watching me walking to the front door, home early to spend the afternoon with you.
Your bare feet barely touched the floor as you rushed downstairs and lept into my arms as I walked in. I laughed as you kissed all over my face “A sugared kiss, the best kind baby.” I kiss you back and carry you into the living room. You cling to me as I give your cute little bottom a squeeze. You offer me a lick of the sucker “I would love another taste.” Instead of licking the sucker I run my tongue against your lips and open your kiss to mine. Your giggled kiss has me smiling as I carry you through the kitchen and outside to the back deck. “You should be outside on the first day of summer babydoll!” You eagerly agree as I plop you down on a lounger with one more kiss. “We have the whole day ahead, you can swim in the pool or just soak in the sun, I am going to go change do you need anything?” You just smirk “Just you!” I turn and lean down for another kiss “You’ve got all of me, forever beautiful!”

The soft warmth of your body wrapped against me. Nothing in this world means more than the passion we share. Yes sometimes we play rough, sometimes we tease one another, but there is nothing stronger than our bonds of love. You are mine, worshiped and desired in every way.

The long hours were not enough to keep on top of my workload, I started bringing it home with me too. You were understanding, supportive, although the frustrations slowly built. You went to bed most nights alone as I burn midnight oils, you knew it was for us but how can there be an US if we don’t take time to share ourselves. You lay in bed wrestling with your needs vs my responsibility. Tonight your needs were winning the mental battle as you slipped out of bed and put on your stockings and high heels.
I didn’t hear you open the door but when you lifted your leg and set you foot on the small table across from me I noticed the movement. I was about to ask if everything was ok but there was no need for that. I could tell by the wicked little smile and the way your hands moved over your body exactly what brought you into the study. You were so damn beautiful, I sat there and watched as you played, seduced. My cock growing stiff as you teased your body for my arousal. Your hips started to rock against your touch, your nipples extended and obviously aching with every little tug. I could feel your need as well as my own. I had neglected my love so I stood up and walked over to you. I took your face in my hands and kissed you with passion, then scooped you up in my arms to carry you to bed.

I love feeling daddy’s cock deep inside me as he fills me with his incestuous spunk.
You were always the cutest ballerina as a child but as you grew up I stopped going to your shows. I honestly was having an issue with all those young girls in leotards prancing around, doing spreads and splits. I guess I was just a old dirty man but I didn’t want to admit the real reason was you. Your body started to develop and I found myself even at home being aroused when I saw you, there was no way I could sit there and watch you moving around in a body suit without physically aching.
It became a bit of an argument with your mother and part of our separation. I think she knew. We had grown distant and when you were home I couldn’t hear her. Our sex life was gone and I was avoiding your special events as you became a premier dancer. I hated myself for it but you never once acted upset by it. You graduated and other than my visitations we still talked on skype all the time. You had earned a dance scholarship and an internship at the local studio you had competed with for a dozen years.
Last night you begged me to come see you teach the young girls. I grumbled a bit playfully but I missed you now that you were tied up with school and work. I arrived and you were already in class. The girl at the desk told me I could see you by sitting in the adjoining dance room and looking through the small glass viewing window. So I stepped into the empty room and over to the connecting wall. I peered in to watch you dancing with them. Oh the kids were so adorable and you looked so beautiful. You really did. Can’t believe how you had grown. I found myself watching you move, stretch, float across the room teaching them the basics in perfect form. My mind wandered again.
How that pink tight outfit stretched over your breasts, firm, tight body. You bend and I felt my body respond. You lifted a leg and I found my hand moving over my swollen crotch. Fuck I should not of come. This was still a bad idea and there was clearly something wrong with me. I started to turn to head out of the empty viewing room when I heard the door open behind me. I turned to see you running at me with a leap I caught you. your soft lips on my cheek as you clung around me. The your smile changed. You slid down off my body and looked at my aroused state. “Daddy you still get hard watching me dance?” You hadn’t called me that in years. I almost choked. I couldn’t, I didn’t….what to do???
“Hold on” you giggled a bit and walked over to the door watching the other room. The the lights went off “So lucky that is the last class tonight. They are gone now.” you turned and walked back to me with that warm look in your eyes. “Its ok daddy………” “You knew?” “It’s why I still dance.” I reached over and held my face and kissed me. She started to unbutton my shirt and I stopped her. “its not….we’re not suppose too..” She stepped back and pulled her leotard down across her body exposing her stiff nipples. “I’m and adult now and I love you, I have always wanted to take care of you like mom didn’t. I knew about it all daddy and now we don’t have to worry about it anymore.” She stepped out of her outfit and returned to undressing me. She showed me a new way to dance, slow, passionate, bodies pressed, wet and hard together. My ballerina.

Today is NATIONAL SEX DAY 6/9
I don’t need a special day to bend you over, wrap your hair in my fist, and punish that delicious pussy of yours. I want you to feel every thrust of my cock bruising your core as I remind you that although I love you, I am your beast! Sometimes I just have to take you rough! So hold on to something, prepare that soaked little cunt cause Daddy’s in need!
You cum for me!

Just getting home from the store I unload the car and carry the groceries to the front door. As I fumble for my keys I hear the familiar sweet voice behind me “Can I help you with that?” I turn to see your perfect smile, letting you take the keys and open the door. “Thank you angel you are always around at the right time!” You follow me inside although no verbal invitation we have become close friends over the years. I remember the first day I moved in, seeing you next door drinking soda, how you popped up and ran over to the moving truck to introduce yourself. You were a ball of energy then and now with it being summer break you would be constantly outside soaking in the sun. I start to unpack asking about your day as you inform me your parents traveling for work again. I could sense how down you got being by yourself so often, maybe it was why you were always so eager to talk to me?
You compliment my choice of snacks as you help me put things away. I catch myself looking at you little shorts hugging your bottom as you reach up into the cabinet. How did you learn where I put everything, we must of done this a dozen times before. I offer you a soda and the snacks you seemed to enjoy as well. You hop up on the counter with your long legs dangling. A beauty for sure, with an innocence that I wonder at times if its just an act. That tight white tank top shows the sexy curves of your body as you chat away about your plans for the summer. We laugh as time slips by and you realize its time to go home. I walk you to the door and watch you head across the lawn to your place. You always look back and wave, I swear your hips are on a swivel sometimes. Damn.
Few days go by and it is sweltering hot as I get out of work. I drive home with the windows down as I pull onto the street I hear the sounds of summer in an ice cream truck jingle somewhere close. It makes me smile as I pull in the drive. With the push and slam of the car door I hear you call over. I turn and walk half way as I greet you. High knee socks and daisy duke shorts with a loose t-shirt with the sides cut and torn wide exposing the sides of your full breasts. I do my best to avoid looking as you ask about my day. I see your eyes lighten up as you hear the ice cream truck turn onto our street. “I knew I heard it coming….” I see you look for it. “…….you want some? Come on I’m buying.” You lept from the steps and almost bounced the whole way to the edge of the street. I could see your tender nipples brushing along the inside of the t-shirt and felt myself get stiff. I bought you ice cream and we sat outside as we enjoy a quick cooling off. Well you maybe, my mind was horribly in the gutter.
The ache is a bit uncomfortable so I excuse myself. “I thing I am going to fire up the grill tonight so I better get the charcoal lit. Have a great night.” You thank me for the ice cream. I never noticed that your folks were gone again nor did I pick up on how your crush on me was growing. You watched me go home and pouted that I left. I headed into the house, grabbed a few beers, some meat from the freezer. As I fire up the grill and stand there flipping and drinking I see you walk out back with a large bag of chips and some lemonade. It finally hits me you were alone again. Who does that to their kids, I know you were not little but nobody should be alone…it was not a good feeling. “Hey! I ran out of chips here, you have some to spare neighbor? I will trade you a burger for it, come over and eat ok?” You grin and walk over. I tip my beer back and open the other one. “You like burgers?” You lay the chips on the table. “Love them, I have not had a good one in years!” I laugh well that will not change tonight.” You giggle at me and stand by me. “Can I help you with that?” I raise my brow. “What the grilling? Sure.” I hand you the spatula and watch you flip them. I lean on the edge of the deck drinking. “You look good like that!” Not sure why I said that but it just happened. Your face turned red with a bashful thank you. After dinner we must of talked for an hour as the sun set. You were not just a pretty face, you really were a smart girl too, you had a future. “Some man will be very lucky to have you, pretty, smart, and can grill now.” joking a bit but again the blush on your face really told me you were not use to compliments. Jesus how was every boy in the school not all over you. Again you seemed to know when it was time to go, you thanked me for “Always being so kind to me.” and I responded back. “Well I am not sure my day would be complete without that smile of your.” You hugged me when you left for home. A friendly one, but you held on a bit, felt nice to be honest.
Almost every day that summer we had our exchanges, never missed a smile, always fun chatting, and even a few more shared grill nights. It became second nature for warm hugs and you even added a kiss on the cheek a few times in the right mood. Tonight as we sit back with drinks, my beer and your soda, I had to ask “Where do they go?” you just scrunch up your nose. “They run a business that requires them out selling their products all over the states. Its ok they skype me, make sure I have money, just too quiet sometimes. But I have you!” She smiled and turned to me. “You do and listen if you need me, you come get me or call right. I don’t care what time it is. Ok.” Your eyes lowered and you nodded. “I know.” Then you asked me “So why are you alone here?” You bit your lip and listened but I didn’t have an answer. “I’m not, I have you.”
Your cheeks immediately flush as you take a drink and play off your thoughts. See the years of crush you had in your mind had turned to love. “Can I ask you something?” I nodded “Of course.” “Is it ok to love a friend?” I knew what you meant. I could see what this question meant to you. I waited a minute to try and choose my words. “I think we are all filled with love, overflowing with it if we choose to, so yes I think we have the ability to love anybody and everybody we connect with.” This was always true to me and as you processed that I did as well. I mean did I love you? I looked at you watching the stars. You were young but I did have love for you. A bit later a good night hug and kiss. You squeezed me tonight. Was I leading a young girl on to something, was the attraction I felt wrong?
Sat I woke up late and heard music outside, not unusual, maybe the time of day? I look out my window and see you laying out at the pool. You were on your stomach with your top removed. I don’t know how long I stood there, nor do I know how many sexual fantasies you were putting in my mind for later. I stood there in my window, just my boxers on, watching you sunbathe. You must of felt me watching, you lifted your head from its rest, propping yourself up on your elbows as your eyes fell right on my window. Your breasts hung there exposed as you started to smile. I raised my hand to waive then turn away quickly to head to the shower. I never heard you open my back door or your feet climbing the steps because I was too busy stroking my cock and telling myself in the reflection that I was going to hell soon. Your hand pushed on the door. “Can I help you with that?” I just watched you step in and slip off your biniki bottoms.
You took ahold of me with a gentle slow tug as I stood there looking over your stunning body. Nothing else was said as you kissed me. No more peck on the cheek, your soft lips were against mine now. You pulled back and turned around. Your eyes still held my gaze as you turned on the bath. You pulled me over and we stepped in. My hands pulled you close and we kissed deeper. As the water filled we lowered ourselves into the tub and you sat before me wrapping your fingers around my girth. “I’ve been wanting this for so long.” I felt your other hand cup my balls and massage them. I was losing my mind with the pleasure of it. “Do you want me?” your hand moving faster “Yes, god your so beautiful, yes baby.” I watch you move to straddle and ease down on me. So tight as you took me in and moved on me. Slowly rocking letting me dive deeper inside as you moaned and closed your eyes. My hands and mouth roamed the body I had fantasized about so many time. Wanting hands and mouths explored each other as you moved how you needed to move on me. I felt your first orgasm shake you and pull me right to the edge myself. I wrapped my arms around you as you laced yours around me. Our longing for this moment rising fast as I felt you start to tremble, “cum in me, please, I need to feel you inside me” and with that I felt the eruption. Both of us yelling out in pleasure as I filled you for the first time. Then you just lay your head on me and we sat in the steamy water together. Still inside you, lost in the moment.
“I love you!”

We spent years in the military fighting beside each other so when his wife passed on we invited him to visit us in the city. We were like brothers, we took vacations, holidays, really everything we could with each other. For months he pushed us off, needing time he said and understandably so, but tonight my wife answered a knock at the door to find him standing there with a duffel bag. She hugged him and invited him in, poured him a drinking while I wrapped an arm around him and took him to my man cave for drinks and reflective conversations.
You could still feel his pain and as we sat around the dinner table I could see the sympathetic wet eyes of my wife as we did our best to take his mind off of the tragedy. As the night went on and the drinks flowed she asked me to help her in the kitchen. A whispered thought and light kiss to my cheek I held her and told her how much I loved her. We agreed on what we wanted to do. As we returned to the living room to see him watching the ballgame she walked over to him and reached for his hand. He looked up to her and held it. No words were spoken but she pulled him lightly off the couch and down the hallway to the guest room. He looked back at me and I followed. I smiled at him and nodded as she turned him and started to undress him.
His hands move to hers to stop her as you could see the emotion but also need in his gaze. I stood and watched from the doorway as she kissed him softly and continued. He felt her soft hands slip his shirt off his shoulders then her lips against his chest. His pants open and pushed to the floor as she set him down. The her own blouse and skirt piled as she moved over him capturing a loving kiss. Her hands move over his growing manhood knowing he needed a release. Just watching them had my body on fire and soon I had stripped down and sat in the chair watching her take care of him.
He was lost in her as she kissed his neck and whispered she would take care of him. He closed his eyes as her hand hardened him under his briefs. Then reaching in to them she pulled his aching cock free and kissed down his body to take him in her mouth. I could see her panties were wet as she bobbed slowly and caressed his full sack. He lay back on the bed as she quickly drained his warm cum into her loving mouth. As he looked up at her she slipped off her panties and bra with a smile. She jerked him slow as she moved to straddle him on the bed and lowered herself to take him inside. He touched her for the first time and I saw her body tremble. She rocked her hips as he caressed her body, sitting up to suckle gently as she moaned for him.
All I could do is watch this passionate moment and pleasure myself to them as they flowed together. His hands tightened on her, lusted for her as she lay her hands on his chest and brought him to the edge. “I’m on the pill so I want you to cum in me” she moaned to him as she moved faster, her hands ran up his chest and held his face as she kissed him and I heard her shatter against his cock. Her juices flowing in waves over him as she kissed him into his eruption. Her head snapped back away from the kiss as he filled her then she lay her body down on him for a moment to let him settle. As she slipped him out of her she helped him move to lay. He was emotional as was she. She turned to me mouthing a thank you as I gathered my clothes and left for bed. She pulled up the blankets and turned off the light as she left him sleep and he finally let the tears fall.
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I get this question from time to time and to be honest I have never been concerned with my own well being, my own needs. I truly believe the measure of a good man to be taking care of his own, those he cares about at all costs. I found for myself to feel love, passion, desire, even simple kindnesses that I lack in my real life, I had to create it here online for others. I had to evolve into this persona, this chameleon of sorts so that I could express who I really am inside all of these (mine and yours) fantasy. By revealing myself in a variety of ways to my friends and followers in stories/roleplay/general conversation I found what you all needed for your own escape. I realized the more joy, passion, love, laughter, hunger, and pleasures I made for others gave me self satisfaction and happiness.
So the more I make you smile, the more I let you breathe, the deeper the pleasures I provide to you………….I feel them all with you. My birthday is just one day and like any other day I get up, go to work, provide for my family, and care about all of you. So its just a day, another one that I can hopefully make someone feel something wonderful here with me. I’m actually totally selfish see……I want you on every day not just one day to have all the things I hold inside and crave. You deserve it and if you let me, well then its returned to me tenfold!
Thanks for letting me be a moment in your busy, stressful, frantic lives!
Yes today is my birthday and all I wish for is that you continue to let me give you pleasure here. This is my escape from life and I need your inspiration to feel love, passion, wild, and naughty. I know there are things I write that push boundaries and I hope you don’t take offense, just move past the words you don’t enjoy and find others that you do. Thank you for your comments, questions, submissions, and sharing my stories. I am here for your pleasure.