(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.
Every muscle in your body flexing as my mouth ravages your body. I do love to hear you cry out in pleasure. Fuck your pussy is delicious! Watching your breasts heaving and you thrash against my mouth just makes me devour you more. Don’t stop baby, cum hard for me, I need your juices flowing against my tongue.
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!”
Your last boss was a real pig, sexual advances, rude comments, and the constant groping. When corporate office finally got enough reports on him they hire a new executive from the outside. A woman. You could hear the cheers when she was introduced. A beautiful, powerful, hard working woman finally got her dues. You congratulated her on her first day and let her know as her assistant you were there for anything she needed. You didn’t notice the way her eyes moved up and down your body.
At the end of the first day she sat at the desk calling you in, just little conversations about your history, asking about your school, your family, married? Then a comment about how lucky he was. As the first few days settled in she found more and more for you to do. It was a bit overwhelming to be honest. It was almost like you were doing her work for her, the old slime that ran the place, at least he did his own reports. You were staying late and skipping lunch and your husband was getting upset.
You could not help the way she seemed to look over your dress, was she measuring you up, looking down on you? Last night a huge fight about your hours and he asked if you were cheating on him at work. You knew something had to be done so you stepped in at the end of the normal work day and closed the door. After explaining the situation you requested to be able to go home on time more often because he though you were cheating on him.
She just smiled and stood up she walked over and this time as her eyes went down your body you knew before she said “Maybe you should cheat on him at the office.” Her hand moved along your arm and stopped on your butt. You were regretting putting on that little dress now as she leaned in to your ear. “In fact I demand it” with a grab and a spin you were facing her sofa and she had the dress hiked up. She rubbed your ass and squeezed it, complimenting how she loved to see how sexy you dressed for her each day.
You tried to protest as she ran her hand down your bottom and between your legs. This was wrong but you couldn’t lose your job, you froze as she pulled your panties down and slapped you red. “You will work the hours I want you to work, you will do everything I need you to do, and tonight your going to eat my pussy till I soak that pretty lipstick off.” She turned you around roughly and you knelt knowing there was nothing you could do.
With your panties at your ankles you pushed her dress up over her hips and saw she was shaved clean with no panties. Her fingers quickly in your hair as she pressed her pussy in your face. “Earn your pay, prove your worth, how do you think I made it to the top!”
You asked me after work yesterday if I would mind your best friend coming over to dinner, watch movies and maybe crash if it got to late. I told you that you were always welcome to have your friends over. If you decided to go out not to be crashing in waking me up at 2 am. You promised you were only hanging out and kissed me lightly before running off to call her. She arrived shortly after and after making pasta together for dinner, to my stomach’s benefit, you were both spread out on the couch watching sappy movies. I however had an early morning and knew better than to not give you space with your friends. So I went to my room and flipped on the tv, took a stiff drink with me and drifted on and off. I woke to some giggling and bare footsteps in the hallway. I looked at the clock. 2 am. Ugh girls…..I sat up “Happy Bday old man!” I knew you were having fun but I did have a long day so I walked downstairs to give you a quick hush.
Instead I found both of you naked and fooling around on the couch. Now as a father I could of been mad, barked at you both for whatever was going on, but in a half sleeping daze I stood there. Two beautiful teens making out, daughter or not it was steamy. I felt my cock get hard and I carefully stepped backwards and headed to my room. I never saw your friend’s eyes catch me leave. She whispered about me seeing, you freaked out a bit but she told you all I did was rub my cock in my pants and go back to bed. The idea of me catching you, possibly aroused by it, well your pussy never felt so wet. You blushed and your friend knew what that meant. She was always a bit flirty with me anyhow and she saw a chance for something kinky. She distracted you “Lets go upstairs” with a pinch to your nipple and a kiss she pulled your hand. Yea it would be better to get in your room and lock the door cause you knew how much she loved to eat your pussy. As you snuck upstairs the curiosity of what I was doing pulled your friend past your room. “No….don’t…….seriously” you yelled in a whisper for her not to go there. But before long she was outside my door peeking through the slight opening. Waving for you to come over to her. You hesitated but had to get her away so you carefully walked over and pulled on her arm but she was……touching herself. “what are you doing…seriously that’s my dad.”
The problem is you looked, you could see I was laying on my bed in the dark stroking my cock. I mean it was my birthday and I just found two girls basically fucking in my house. What’s a horny guy suppose to do outside of joining you. I stroked my pulsing cock as your friend rubbed her virgin pussy. You pulled her back and down to your room. “If he would of seen us…” she squeezed your boob. “Baby he already saw us, why do you think he is so hard, your sexy baby.” You protested the idea but inside you had to consider it. “come on, didn’t you say it was his birthday?” you scrunched your nose. “so what?” she just got that evil grin she gets.
“So lets give him the best birthday gift ever.” she was really worked up and you could see it. She hopped off the bed and rushed for my room. You followed in a panic trying to catch her but in she burst to my room as I popped straight up to both of you standing naked in my room. My cock hard and jetting straight up as I tried to reach for the blankets to no avail. “Fuck Mr. Master that is a great looking cock!’ you covered your face as I looked at you both. “What the hell are you doing?” She didn’t miss a beat. “Happy birthday!” She rush over and jumped on the bed and gave him a big goofy kiss then bounced a bit into a sitting position right beside me. “Thanks but seriously you both should get dressed and well I need to sleep.” I had no idea what to do or say because as hard as I tried I could not stop looking at you. “I saw you catch us playing, we are so sorry we woke you, we need to make it up to you.” She ran her fingers down my chest toward my cock. I swatted her off. “no, god no you don’t need to make anything up, I didn’t see…..”
She looked over at you for support then back at me. “Oh come on you had to see my mouth on her. And by the look of that hard cock you liked it.” I wanted to toss her out with one part of my mind but before I responded she grabbed my thickness and stroked it. “Damn its huge….we decided you needed a special birthday package…” giggling about the use of package while she had a hold of my cock. Then as quickly as she said it she went down on me. I just looked over at you with a dropped jaw stunned look as you watched your friend sucking on me. You blushed and stepped over to me. “Happy birthday daddy.” You sat by me on the bed as the pleasure was taking over. You leaned to me and kissed me light on the lips and I felt your hand move over my stomach searching. Your smile left mine as you kissed down my chest and joined your friend between my legs. I lay back and watched you both tasting me slow and deep. “Fuck your dad tastes so good just like you.” My cock throbbed heavily at the comment and the wetness all over me. I watched you look up at me as you swatted her for saying it then you took me in your mouth.
She slid her tongue down my shaft away from your lowered mouth and swirled it around my sack. My hips lifted as you both devoured my cock. I could see you touching yourself, her too and when my pre cum hit your tongue your eyes widened. “Daddy cum ok, please cum.” Like I had any choice. I groaned and held off as long as I could not wanting this feeling to go but no mortal man could last any longer as you heard me. “Baby…..fuck….I’m….oh god now!” you lifted your mouth to see the burst of white ribbons shoot from my cock up into the air. Splashing on my stomach and dripping down my cock you came when you saw it. “Fuck so much cum…” she started to lick me as you just sat up with a scared look. “Oh god baby, that felt so good, you shouldn’t, oh god thank you.” Your concern turned to joy and you lay down next to me as I wrapped you in my arms. Your friend cleaned my cock then moved over on my other side. She laced her fingers with yours “Thanks for letting me stay over.” laughter light against my chest from both of you. “Happy bday daddy!”
They were one of my favorite online couples, long time friends that had the perfect life. A family filled with love and passion, well respected careers they enjoyed, and the financial security to live life in every way they saw fit. If they wanted something they went after it together and it was impressive to watch them over the years become the amazing people they are now. The one little secret that only I knew was who they were when they closed the bedroom door. Why?
You know why! Its the same reason many of my online friends welcome me into their world of desire. I am the storyteller. I am the one who lives and breaths to open your mind and body with my erotic words. They understood who I was to them as do you. For years they offered for me to visit, just one night or a weekend escape. How they wanted me to join them in a moment of wild fantasy. There were times I considered it, but this part of my life is just an illusion.
I can picture it, how are first meeting would be. The strong handshake of the man and then a warm embrace from the wife, then a kiss. We were going to share a naughty adventure so you can damn well expect my hand on her ass as her breasts press to my chest. Laughter and casual conversations as we head to my hotel. I make sure my room has a king bed and hot tub for our enjoyment but most importantly is the chair and side table that sits in the corner of the room.
I take a seat as he opens the bottle of crown he bought knowing my tastes, pouring the glasses full as she sits across from me on the little love seat talking about recent stories I posted that they played to. She shows me with a lift of her dress that just sitting so close to me has her wet and aching. So it begins. I taste the liquid amber after a toast and lean back comfortably in the chair. “Leave the dress up and touch for me.” I take control. Its why I am here. You are both now mine for anything I wish. Her smile turns to a glazed wanting as she looks up at her man. “No, your eyes don’t leave me till I tell you to, touch for me.” I watch him standing beside you with his drink smiling proudly of his beautiful wife as his hand tucks her hair behind her ear. She slowly opens her legs and runs her light touch against the dew dripping from her.
I have her play for an hour. Why? Because I can. Her body convulsing multiple times only to stop long enough for my other commands of direction. “Slower, deeper, pinch your clit, unzip your man and take him in your mouth….and most importantly…..cum for me now!” She swallowed his first load as we all lost count on her own orgasms. “Lay back and open wider, stand in front of me and undress, kneel and suck your man off again.” He held her face the second time and as he groaned to alert us both of his need to cum again I commanded. “On your tits this time.” Warm cum splashing on her breasts and running down her body. “That is how you wear your mans scent!” Hours went by. I drank, watched, guided my favorite couple to what I wanted to witness. They craved it as they complied to my every whim.
We stopped for more drinks, we moved to the bathroom and I sat on the edge of the tub as they washed each other. All clean I had him bend her on the vanity and pound her till her legs were weak. “Fuck her harder! Fist her hair and slap her ass!” We both knew she loved a strong rough hand and spanking. He worked over her perfect body in love and lust. When it was time I asked him to leave us and go to the bed. Most men would never leave their naked wife with a man they just physically met but I had an intimate connection for years so he walked out of the room. “Hydrate, no more whiskey for you, call for room service have food delivered, you need fuel for the rest of the night.” I joked as I turned to her. “How beautiful you are, the perfect wife and lover. Is this what you wanted?” Her emotional acknowledgement as she stood before me. “when room service comes to the door you will answer it just as you are and serve your king in bed. Make sure you feed him well. His mouth, tongue, and teeth will move over your body. I will not instruct you in front of him on this one, you will do this as I eat beside you. Until then you will sit in my lap, open your legs, and touch but don’t cum.”
He could hear her moans but not know exactly what I was doing with her. But I knew part of his fantasies were to hear and watch his wife with me. So I knew he would be stroking his cock as she moaned in the other room. She offered to suck my cock but it was not time for that yet. As hard as I was, it was not time. She begged to cum as she sat curled against me and I massaged her tits but denied her the release. When the knock at the door pulled her from my lap she did exactly as I asked. Opened the door to accept the cart of food, nude and red faced. Wheeled it in, set mine on the table as I poured a drink, then lay down beside him placing food across her body. Silently laying there waiting for him to respond. He looked at me knowing full well it was my idea before he fed. As a proper king he fed his queen as she lay there. The moans let me know she was enjoying the attentions just as much as he enjoyed the snack. I let them rest after the meal, find their strength return as well as enjoy just wrapped with each other for a bit. I watched him whisper to her as her smile widened. She climbed off the bed, moved over kneeling beside me. “Please sir, we both need you now.”
It was time. I cupped her face gently holding her gaze. “Then prepare me.” as she carefully undid my tie, my coat and shirt. The exploration of her hands on my warm skin down over my chest and stomach before tugging my belt open. I watched her and only her. I sensed his movement and the clink of glass on glass as I was sure he was pouring the spirits again. When she pulled open my fly, she ran her hand along my thick cock and lifted it to her mouth. I held her face as her wet lips sheathed my cock. Long slow bobs of her head as she strengthened my manhood. “Can you feel how hard you have me.” a nod still sucking and playing with me. A glance to him as he just raised his glass and watched. Again knowing his desire for this as well I let her savor my cock till the pre cum glistened on her lips. I called over to him. “I’m going to fuck her now and you are going to watch me. She is going to forever crave my cock inside her and think of me when her pussy tingles.” I watched his cock go stiff in a moment of conversation as I stood. I pulled her from the floor and turned her quickly to face him. I pushed her down on the bed before him and I moved tightly to her backside. A slow drag of my thick tip over her soaked pussy then a powerful thrust to bury myself inside. She cried out as he moved over to kiss her. I took her as we all hungered for. Hard, rough, deep her body was shattered with every orgasm she gave. Her body like warm clay in my hands, moving and molded to what I needed for my pleasure. From behind, flipped on her back, stretched and opened on her side…..I fucked her. He kissed her, held her hands or hair, and stroked his cock just sitting there as I used her completely. She begged for me to cum in her but that was his. Some things belong to him. But after hours of fucking her she wore me well. Loads of my cream on her ass, her chest, her lips.
She lay wrecked on the bed as I stood and found a cigar in my jacket pocket. I sat bare and smoked as she curled up to him and slept. He thanked me deeply as she drifted off. We quietly talked and joked a bit about how incredible it all was. I went to take a shower and went to sleep on the pull out my flight was late morning so I could catch a few hours. He insisted I lay on the other side of her. So I lay beside her, she felt me and pressed her little bottom against me while he held her on his chest. She was peaceful. At some point we all slept and I was woken by a soft wet mouth on my cock. I opened my eyes to her slowly sucking on me and fingering her pussy as he was dressed reading the paper. She guided my morning burst on her tits then licked me clean. “I just wanted to wear your scent home, hope you don’t mind.” she giggled as she hopped out of the bed and got dress with my seed still dripping off her tits. It was a perfect ending to our wild night….well now morning. I too got dress and they drove me back to the airport. Another hug and kiss, a handshake and promises to see each other online soon.
Can you picture it? Can you feel it? I hope you do…..you never know, I could be traveling to you soon!
It was Friday and she hated to see her man slip out of the bed and get in the shower knowing he had to leave for work. She wanted him to stay in bed, call off and just hide from the worlds responsibilities with her. She couldn’t resist the chance for temptation knowing it was National Doughnut Day. So she slipped from the bed, pulled on her clothes and rushed down to the local shop to get a dozen. By the time she returned he was in the kitchen, in his suit, pouring his coffee so she wished him a good morning with a kiss on the cheek. He turned and kissed her passionately as she held her hands behind her back. “What are you hiding?”
“Just a little treat but you will have to wait.” she stepped back from him slowly as his grin spread wide. He never notice her taking his car keys off the counter beside him. “Alright baby, well have a relaxing day, we will go out tonight if you want.” A smile, nod “Sounds good babe.” as she slipped out of the room. She rushed upstairs with a giggle and pulled off her shirt. “Have you seen my keys?” His voice aggravated as his heavy footsteps creaked the steps. She had to keep silent so he would come all the way into the room. She opened the bag of doughnuts and lay them all over her body. When he pushed the door open with an irritated thud his scowl changed to a smile. “Baby….have you seen my keys?” playfully ignoring her body being covered with his breakfast. He approached as she lifted one up and took a bite. He picked one off her tummy and bit into it with three big chomps then with chocolate icing on his lip he leaned down to kiss her.
She held his tie so he could not pull away. “Stay for breakfast and before you know it, it will be dinner time.” more giggles and chocolate iced kisses as she pulled his tie loose and he reached for his phone in his pocket. A one minute call to cancel his day at the office as she unbuttoned his shirt. He was not much of a breakfast person but today he ate everything in front of him.
When you went away for your freshman year of college I was both excited for you and sad for myself. A normal reaction for a father I am sure. Proud of the woman you were becoming mixed with fear of you being on your own. Being so beautiful I knew those horny frat guys would be all over you, but you were strong so I had to trust you would do the right thing.
Over the first few weeks of you being away I hardly slept, not just worry but the emptiness of the house. It has been just the two of us for so long, I forgotten how quiet and lonely this place was. I started going online and well, doing what single old men do. Playing games and surfing porn to keep my mind busy after work. I found myself addicted to sites like tumblr as they had such a wide variety of everything, and honestly opening my eyes to so many things I would never of imagined to be out there. I had to admit some things peeked my interests. The whole bondage thing, seeing a woman tied to a bed just wanting to be under someones control. Spanking? Jesus the things they use on a woman’s body, and they like this stuff? Oh some of it made my skin crawl too but weeks turned into months and I started to even re-post the things that really aroused me just so I could have them for “playful motivation” later.
You called me to tell me with work and school that coming home over the holiday’s would be impossible and although I understood it really sunk home how little I would see my babygirl again. I joked about keeping busy and although I never mentioned how, I knew you worried a bit. So we started to text more so you could keep an eye on me. Well more time passed by and I continued to keep myself occupied. I found I could write little comments on my posts and get some conversation out of it sometimes. Some were just little comments like “I love your page?” I have a page? what does that even mean. I would thank them and tried to post more. I had a young girl send me a picture of herself, I think they call them selfies but it didn’t have her head, just a, well just her body. Apparently I was not the only people out there aroused by things. She made a weird comment. “Thanks for getting me so hot daddy, here is something to get you hot too.”
She had a rocking little body so of course my mind and body responded to the silly notion a young girl would want an old man. Well let me tell you, after a few searches, they really do want older men. Then by accident really I found why the girl called me daddy in the message. Sort of a role play thing, a father figure thing, and kinky turn on. There was a whole world of created daddy erotica. How odd? That breaks every moral code I was raised in, yet something about it twisted my thoughts. I posted a few things about it and the responses were incredible.
Spring was here now and my mind was full of the idea that maybe you would come home for the summer although you would not commit to it. It drove me nuts to be honest. I missed you so much and well I had started having dreams about you but could not remember them when I woke. Natural I guess. What was not so natural was this fascination I had grown into about taboo themes. It seemed to help me *relieve stress* just as much as the whole bdsm thing did.
On your birthday I posted this happy bday post “to my daughter” without revealing any real information. I have no idea why but I just felt like something I should do. It was totally out of place on my page…oh I know what that is now. I flipped through other posts and shared a few that turned me on, then one him me hard. Just a teen girl sitting in a mans lap and he was touching her. I reflected to the days you use to hop into my lap on the couch when I was watching the game….I felt my cock get hard. Without trying I pictured you curled up in my lap and me touching you. My cock ached, just horny stuff I guess but I had never…….pictured you in that way. I was a bit freaked out by it but blew it off to your bday mixed with kinky porn clouding my mind.
But something was kindled in my mind, I started to dream more and actually remember more of what it was about. Yea I had not just gotten sucked into this kinky stuff to get off, no I craved it for real. Shit….I immediately stopped posting. It didn’t help. I didn’t even log in for several weeks but my mind still took me into daydreams of us. I had to shake this before you got home for the summer.
Well more time passed and although I had quit all the posting and watching, my dreams both day and night turned to forbidden desires. I was hopelessly screwed. I woke to some odd sound this morning. Something thumped in the early hours to jolt me from my dream. I could feel the heavy hard-on under my sleeping pants as I reached down and rubbed it. I looked at the clock it was a little past 6 am so I got out of bed to get in the shower. I presumed the noise that woke me was outside as I did not have any pets until I head the microwave. You were home? Not thinking I hurried down the steps and walked into the kitchen hoping to find you making breakfast. There you stood with a cup of hot tea, with only a pair of panties on.
I didn’t have words. I just looked at you. You smiled and set down the cup on the table. “Well aren’t you happy to see me?” I shook off the trance of your perfect body and moved over to hug you…awkwardly at first but you squeezed me tight. You could see and feel my confusion so you stepped back from our embrace. “So happy you are home…um…so…well…where are your things? your um clothes?” your beautiful laugh and smile followed then you just looked at me. “Daddy I missed you so much….thank you for the birthday message last month.” It took a minute, ok several minutes till I realized you had been reading my page. Then the oh shit look hit my face “Fuck baby I am sorry I can explain….I” You just handed me the tea. “Daddy its ok, I didn’t know it was you at first. I am on there too.” Then as my brain processed this real time nightmare as I looked at your body. The way your nipples puckered tight, The angle of your hips as you stood there. You had been the one who sent me the message…the picture…was you. Oh fuck I jerked off to that a dozen time. “Jesus was it…oh god.” I felt sick. You just walked over and touched my shoulder ..”Daddy its ok, that page was really hot and so I wanted to be something to make the writer hot. I didn’t know until months later when you wished me a happy birthday that is was YOUR page. I was so freaked out thinking about all the times I masturbated…” I stopped you “Oh baby I don’t need to know…I shouldn’t of…I mean…” You looked at me then being the strong bold woman you were you rubbed your hand over the thick erection still pressing in my sleeping pants.
“Daddy we are both adults, we both masturbate, and we obviously are turned on by the same things.” I felt you rub and I tried to process what was happening. You were so comfortable, so confident about it. But then so were most of your generation with your sexuality. “Just tell me one thing, when you got my picture did it make you hot?” I smiled and took a deep breath, “yea baby of course, your gorgeous and I am a single old man. If I had a woman like you I would never stop looking at you.” You hugged me tight and I could feel my hardness pressed to you just as much as your breasts were against my bare chest. You kissed my cheek “Drink your tea daddy I’m home now ok…..” So I did, somehow the awkwardness melted away and we stood there drinking and talking. Teasing a bit as we went on. “Did you cum?” I almost choked…coughing “Wha…what?” you burst out laughing. “Did you cum looking at my picture.” Well shit the gloves were already off anyhow…and the clothes mostly. “Often…” For the first time I saw you flinch since this conversation started. “God why does that make me so hot daddy? You cumming cause of me.” I just smirked back at you “Cause your a naughty girl that’s why!”
So will you tie me up later, spank me, and tell me I am your naughty girl?” We both knew very well that I would!
Held for your return
♥🔥♥
“You’re late! I had to undress myself, how disappointing!” I motion for you to move over to me and watch as your eyes lower and you get that little tremble of fear. “And here I was going to let you just kneel and suck my cock before I fucked you long and hard…..now……….well now I have made other plans for you. Undress! Slow!” I watch you carefully slip out of your clothes fearful to look at me, I know you are scared and you should be. I am about to make you appreciate being on time so much more that you apparently do now.
You flinch when I slam my hand on the table behind me. “All fours, NOW!” You hurry over and climb on top, hands and knees down on the hard wood. “Even in fear I can smell your sex dripping from you!” I move my hand over your little bottom then swat it to hear you whimper. “You understand your punishment will be rough” You nod and lift your bottom up higher. “Count for me” as I drag the leather straps over your shoulders, down your back and over your ass I see you tense up. I let it lay there a few moments so your anticipation builds then with a wicked snap of my wrists you cry out ONE. Oh how it makes my cock hard to hear you like this. *Crack* as TWO spills from your lips. I move around the table with my flogger painting your backside red to see how long it takes the first tears to fall from your eyes. My thick throbbing cock aching to fuck you but your lesson must be delivered first. *Crack, Crack* Oh the sweet arousal of your wanted pain. Endless strikes bruising and breaking your tight little ass and spirit exactly where I need you to be.
I see you growing limp as I let the handle fall from my grip onto the ground. I move to your face and cup your chin to lift your wet face to look upon my gaze. A warmth in my smile as you wait for my next command, the one you have been waiting for. “Open for me” as I release your chin your mouth opens. My pulsing rod so close to your lips, I tease you with it. As you know if you can get my sweet pre cum to release on your tongue I will fill you with seed all night. I lay the crown on your lips and take ahold of your hair and face. You feel the slow push into your throat and show me just how well you have learned to take me deep. Your gag reflexes gone after months of practice, I fuck your pretty mouth as you look up at me. Although its rough how I piston your throat your pussy weeps knowing its next. I take your mouth like I take your whole body.
When I finally pull my cock dripping with saliva and pre cum away from your mouth I can see your sense of accomplishment. I lean down and kiss you with passion as you feel my hands slide under and caress your firm tits. I play with them as I open your mouth with my tongue. The sting I gave your bottom just a hazed memory as your pussy is flexing in waiting. I move behind and dart my tongue in your ass as my large hands kneed your cheeks. Now new cries echo our playroom and you feel my tongue ravage you right before my cock is buried inside. Powerful thrusts shake your whole body as my hands maul every inch of your skin. New sensations flooding your body as your nipples are pinched and your orgasms begin to spill freely.
You can feel the swell inside you as my cock dives deeper, filling you with hungers. Harder I pound your little soaked core till you hear the beastly growl. You lift and push back into each slam of my hips to yours until you feel the eruption warm you. You know this is just the beginning of our night as I pull myself free. A good slap on your tender ass as you roll over and open your legs for me. You know watching you masturbate keeps my cock hard as you rub my cum all over your clit and nipples. I stand over you stroking as you beg for me between your legs. I crawl up over you as you tug my cock to your honey. My engorged cap teasing the slit as your hands move to my ass and pull. Your body curls like a snake around its prey as I fill you again. Lost in lust with each other. You will never admit it but sometimes you just want to be late for me!
Exploring Desires 