When she tapped your shoulder in class you were expecting to be teased just like last year. Always the butt of her jokes with her rich friends, you did everything to be unnoticed. Turning she slipped you a note. “I need help in this class and I know how smart you are. Help me and I will make sure they leave you alone, tell anyone about this and I will make your life a living hell. <3″

How could you refuse such a polite request. You looked at her nodding and she smiled then flipped her golden hair as she started talking to friends. As you left for class clutching your books and eyes lowered. You felt her hand on yours and another note. You waited till your next class to see it was her address. Your stomach turned all day but after school you headed over to her house and rang the bell. She answered the door like you were long lost friends, hugging you and pulling you into the house. As you sat on her bed opening your book and notes she obviously had concern on her face. “I can’t stay on the squad if I don’t get this grade up, I could always blow the teacher but my boyfriend gets mad when I do that.” She laughed although you did not see the humor in her getting grades for sexual favors when you worked so hard to earn yours.

You tried to just move on into the lecture notes. “Look I am sorry we all….sorry that I am always so mean. Its just…well you know…expected.” You nodded as you unfortunately learned years ago that just because you were smart and refused to dress like a malibu barbie that you would get looked down on. “It’s ok, but you will keep them off me now. I know we won’t be friends but if I help you, nobody will mess with me right.” She smiled “sure, yea I promise.”

For the next several weeks you hung out at her place after school tutoring her. She actually was not too horrible when she was just by herself. She also started to realize you were pretty cool in your own way. You talked about music, movies, art and even a bit about boys. You knew if you admitted you liked girls more it would set you back all the time you spent with her already so you went along with it. “So do you have someone you like?” You just brushed it off “Well they are mostly eye candy anyhow, I get myself off better without him.” She laughed as you blushed. “oh come one we all do it, right.” For some dumb reason you admitted to the contrary. “Um not really I just don’t feel like it much.”

Her book closed with wide eyes and mouth. “No way, how? I can’t even get out of school without fingering sometimes.” You squirmed with the images in your head of her touching herself. You started to get wet. “It’s getting late…I better go.” but you looked at her body as you left and she noticed. She may not be too bright but she knew when someone lusted for her body. The next day she actually said hey to you in the hall in front of her friends. As you looked behind yourself and turned back you awkwardly waved to her. A small smile on your face as you passed by to hear her say “seriously back off of her, she is really pretty cool.” After school you went to her house and rang the bell. “She not only opened the door with a friendly hug she squealed and pulled you in. “I got a B+ on my last test. Holy shit how did I get a B+” She kissed you and drug you up the steps.

She fell back on the bed as her little skirt revealed her soft cotton panties. You swallowed hard. “guess you don’t need me anymore now huh.” Standing by the door clutching your books. “Are you kidding, fuck, I totally need you.” Then an odd silence. “Come here ok, please, just sit down, hang out, no studying today.” So you sat on the edge of the bed stiff and uncomfortable. “I owe you big time.” You shook your head no “No you kept your part of the deal, I have not had any trouble, and I really appreciate you saying hi today. I know that had to be painful.” You lowered your eyes as she sat up. “hey no…I’m really sorry, you don’t deserve all that crap. I promise you won’t have to anymore. I will make sure of it.” You both smiled. “Can I ask you something?” “Sure” you started to relax a bit. “So do you think I am pretty?” Your core tightened. “What? why did someone say something?” defensively you stood up and looked at her in fear. “No. Of course not I just, well I saw how you looked at me and wondered if you think I am pretty?”

“Of course you are, the whole school knows your beautiful.” she searched for the words “No I mean, do YOU think I am pretty.” then you realized what she was asking. Do you tell her? Was she setting you up now that she got a good grade? Would boys burst out of the closet with cameras? “Come on really I really want to know.” As you looked at her you could tell she was being serious. You sat back down. “Sure, of course your beautiful.” she hugged you friendly but then as she started to let go she kissed you lightly on the lips. “Sorry I just figured you would be ok with it.” You smiled “Yea its ok, I hope you were not upset that I was looking at you.” She shook her head. “No I liked it, was not sure what that meant cause I love my boyfriend but I don’t know you just, well I just liked knowing…you know you are pretty too.” Nobody but your parents had called you pretty. You had a look of disbelief as she said it again. “No really you are very pretty, I had never really looked before but all this time together I noticed. The smile helps you know.” Again you beamed at her and eyes lowered.

“So…um now what?” you looked at her “Well we can work on the next chapter I guess.” she laughed “No I mean do we kiss again?” she was serious. “Sure if you want.” You felt butterflies as she scooted over to you and her hand lay on her thigh and she kissed you a bit deeper this time. You were dripping wet as she pulled back. “Wow, that was…god is your heart totally flipping out.” that was an understatement. “yea…” she looked over you. “can I touch you?” you couldn’t breathe. “what? I mean yea.” Her hand moved over your leg and as she kissed you, she explored you. In a few minutes you both lay on the bed kissing and fondling until she started to push up your shirt. You stopped her hand. “we shouldn’t I mean do you know what you’re doing…” she started to take off your top. She knew exactly what she was doing. “You said you didn’t touch much, well maybe……..” she pulled off her top, then her bra “…maybe you will with me?” You didn’t know what to do but as you both lay there naked together with her fingers lightly brushing over your skin you reached down and let your fingers gently play. You closed your eyes and got lost in the moment with her.

Together you lay and touched yourselves and each other until you came. She kissed you more and kept her hands moving slowly on your body. “what is happening?” you whispered as the sun started to set outside. “I just wanted to feel this with you. You’re beautiful and even though I was so harsh on you, you helped me. She had a little tear in her eye. You kissed her this time and calmed her little trembles.

The next day as school she said hello again and you made sure you left your smile out for all to see. You still went over to study with her but more time was spent just being friends with some playful benefits. Slowly becoming best friends and even spending the summer together. Sometimes you have to take a chance on someone, even if they have been everything but kind to you. New joys and love can be found even in places you had never expected.

nightythreesome:

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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!

Guns: Good Or Bad?

lovelillylane:

University to Allow College Students to Carry Guns on Campus

August 2, 2016
by Susan Dutca
Texas college students can now stroll campuses, university buildings, classrooms and dorms with textbooks, supplies and…guns in their possession. The new state law permits students with concealed carry licenses to carry their guns at all public colleges and universities in the state. The Texas law took effect on the 50th anniversary of the UT Tower massacre.

Under the controversial new law, students who are at least 21 years old and have a concealed carry license will be able to carry a gun with the exception of some facilities such as sports arenas and chemical labs. The new law will not go into effect at private and two-year community colleges until next year. What prompted the recent change? Due to an increase in mass shootings – many of which took place on college campuses – proponents believe that a more armed student body “might be able to prevent such incidents.” Additionally, supporters claim that “no [gun control] law would stop someone from simply walking onto campus with a gun.” Those who oppose it fear that it will only lead to more violence, stating that “a university is a battleground of words and ideas, and not of weapons.”

Texas isn’t the only state permitting students to conceal carry – eight others have already implemented the law, including Arkansas, Colorado, Idaho, Kansas, Mississippi, Oregon, Utah, Tennessee, and Wisconsin. Given that the new law is only applicable to a small percentage of the student body who are of age, the university “estimates that less than 1 percent fit the criteria” to carry. Initially, the University of Texas lobbied against the new law and although university presidents have some power to regulate concealed carry on their campuses, they are fairly restricted. The law states that “any rules or regulations instituted by the university may not ‘generally prohibit’ license holders to carry their concealed firearms on campus.” @exploringdesireswithmichael let me know your thoughts 🙂

Wow I had not heard of this. My thoughts are just my personal opinions.

I am an advocate of teachers being trained/certified before students. The process to go through getting the concealed license and weapon should be very detailed, restrictions on how long it takes to buy a gun with background checks, required certified training with said weapon in use & situational roleplay, awareness of the laws for how an indecent would be handled if this ever was acted on, and of responsible age (this is touchy as I know some adults that I would never hand a gun to, but some teens I would feel completely safe with). I would also suggest that they have to have a psych evaluation done. I do not know currently what the process is now, they may do some or all of this.

The problem is criminals or individual suffering will not follow laws/rules and if they want to attack and kill people in the schools they will find a way. This is an increased issue in our world today with all the violence but its not going to go away so action should be taken to make our children safe. When I was a kid and someone got depressed or mad at the world they would just close themselves off from the world or worse kill themselves. Now it has become a social media world and they seem to want to be seen in some way, so instead of closing them off or ending their life, they lash out in public forums and kill others. None of this should ever happen and I pray for any of those out there that battle with depression or bullying. I dealt with this as a youth as well but that is a story for another time.

We need to be more aware, have better communication and procedures to help young people deal with the challenges they face as part of this whole process so it doesn’t get to this stage. But I see nothing wrong with allowing this if everything is handled with care. If someone is able to be drafted, go to war, risk their life for our country in some foreign land, why would we be so concerned about them protecting on our own soil, in our own schools from real life threats?

So just my initial reaction to your post and request for my thoughts. Please feel free to message me for any conversation about this or other topics anytime.

Sending love and strength to all.

Michael