Author: OtherAioli

If you’re looking for Satiated…

You’re not going to find it.

I’ve taken all the stories down. Mods took a few down before I personally removed them as well, and I questioned their reasoning and I admit that I do wholeheartedly agree with them. I wrote the stories not really expecting to draw such a huge audience, and I wrote them mostly for myself. I’ve mentioned it briefly but I am a young woman (of age) myself and the stories were written in my mind with myself as the main female character. The descriptions of my first main female character were an exaggerated description of myself admittedly.

Some of the feedback I received on the stories that made light of the sexual abuse and talked about making it a reality really disturbed me, but I never did anything except respond angrily in a comment, when I should have taken a hard look at what my fantasy content was normalizing and taken it down. One comment mentioned that I should proceed with the story by her going to college and them still continuing what they were doing, which really disturbed me because it brought an air of realism to the stories that wasn’t ending in consequence. It was just continuing the abuse. I’m okay with sharing this at this point, but when I was a teenager I had a man in his thirties groom me and sleep with me. I still don’t fully understand it, but I do think that experience is where my fantasies stem from, and they aren’t healthy, and I’m revisiting therapy to try to figure out why I lean into the thought of my vulnerable self being sexually abused by older men. Read more »

Swim Class | [Teacher/Student, age gap, anticipation] Part 1

If there was one activity that was unpleasant for all parties involved in a high school gym class, it was most certainly Swim class. And for Alexander Malinov it was even more unpleasant, because not only did he have to coach pimply teenagers on how not to drown, he had the incessant cloak of failure hanging over him as he did it. The thirty-two-year old had somehow, unwillingly, found himself glued into the role of teaching teenagers how to practice safe sex and forcing them to run the Fitness Gram Pacer Test at 6am. Naturally, he was hated by the majority of the student population. Due to his otherwise lack of real professional education, he found it difficult to find common ground with the majority of his colleagues, too. And, truthfully, he couldn’t blame the students. He knew if the roles were reversed, and some unsuccessful bodybuilder spent several hours a day forcing him to run and then repeated it like a stuck record that he should use condoms, he would hate the son of a bitch too. Read more »

Swim Class | [Teacher/Student, age gap, anticipation] Part 1

If there was one activity that was unpleasant for all parties involved in a high school gym class, it was most certainly Swim class. And for Alexander Malinov it was even more unpleasant, because not only did he have to coach pimply teenagers on how not to drown, he had the incessant cloak of failure hanging over him as he did it. The thirty-two-year old had somehow, unwillingly, found himself glued into the role of teaching teenagers how to practice safe sex and forcing them to run the Fitness Gram Pacer Test at 6am. Naturally, he was hated by the majority of the student population. Due to his otherwise lack of real professional education, he found it difficult to find common ground with the majority of his colleagues, too. And, truthfully, he couldn’t blame the students. He knew if the roles were reversed, and some unsuccessful bodybuilder spent several hours a day forcing him to run and then repeated it like a stuck record that he should use condoms, he would hate the son of a bitch too. Read more »

Satiated [Teacher/Student, age gap, sexual tension] Part 14

The night was stretched out too thin, worn and frayed. And there Nick was, in silent reparations to his wife for almost getting caught in his affair. There Nick was, trying futilely to keep himself hard as his wife made chore-like attempts at grinding on him. She was at least trying to fix this; to pull together the scraps of their crumbling relationship and give it one last go… while Nick gazed at her through glazed eyes, thinking only of Ariel and how he wished she was on top of him instead. In fact, the thought of Ariel’s perky tits and puckered brown nipples were all that was keeping him afloat in this god-awful dance. He’d decided he’d ride it out until Sarah gave up the moment she’d asked him if he wanted to have sex that night. For the first time in… over two years?

What she couldn’t understand and what he could never tell her, was now that he’d been fucking Ariel for the better part of the year, was that he found Sarah unbearably boring. She was like an onion. On the outside she was callous, peel back a layer and you’d find narcissism, peel back another layer: judgmental and mean. And you’d keep peeling back more and more layers all the way down to her core where you’d eventually find: boring. Read more »

Satiated [Teacher/Student, age gap, sexual tension] Part Thirteen

Her eyes were tipping into the back of her head, she was catching and holding onto her breath. They both became silent, thumping with euphoria, and just as Nick’s balls tightened up, and he began pumping heavy cum deep inside of his student, he heard the front door creek open.

They both froze immediately, and although Nick’s cerulean eyes were now overcome with widened irises, he was unable to move, or think, or breathe for a moment. Panic shot through him, electrified, and before him Ariel stared at him, bewildered and expectantly, waiting for an answer from him. At the same time, he could hear the clicking of heels advancing towards them. Quickly, the man dragged his cock out of Ariel, bringing with it a puddle of cum that dribbled out of her as she darted towards the closest door, leaving a trail… and her panties. Nick cursed under his breath as the heaviness of the door she’d chosen closed with a noticeable thud. It was the fucking pantry. A few seconds later he heard the tumbling of boxed food and cans clattering down behind the door.

“Nick?” Sarah called almost immediately after. Read more »

Satiated [Teacher/Student, age gap, sexual tension] | Part Twelve

The birds were chirping when Nick woke to the sound of his son coo-ing, and the pervasive emptiness of the mattress beside him. The man blinked his eyes open, squinting blearily at the alarm clock. It was 8am, a Saturday, so he didn’t have to go to work, But where was his wife?

The man scratched at his cheek through his now full blonde beard as he released a loud yawn. From the foot of the bed, in his crib, Noah kicked his legs and babbled gleefully. Instantly, a smile overtook Nick’s face, the warmth of parental adoration flooding through him. “Good morning to you, too, buddy.” Nick looked around the room, tilted his head to peak through the door of the bathroom. No Sarah. He shuffled out of bed and scooped his baby boy into his arms, rubbing soothing circles into the infant’s back as he wandered out of their bedroom and through the rest of the house. Sarah had been gracious enough to allow him to sleep in the bed again when Noah was born, mostly so she could nudge him to get up every time Noah cried throughout the night. Not once had she woken up to feed or change him. But Nick was used to her self-concern, and took care of his son without resentfulness. Today, however, as he realized Sarah wasn’t in the house, he felt genuine anger well up inside of him. Read more »

Enclosed [Age gap, anticipation/tension, stepfather/stepdaughter] Part 2

After Michael had smoothed out the excuses with Ralynne and his employer, he and Rose begrudgingly endured the two and a half hour drive to Rediscovering Futures. When they arrived, they were greeted by very benevolent staff, who assigned Rose a room, of which they informed the duo would have to be shared amongst themselves, but regardless the staff was grateful that a relative had decided to tag along for support. Michael discussed briefly with the charge nurse how it’s highly recommended, and yet very few people take advantage of the opportunity to have someone familiar accompany the clients during their stay.

As expected, the facility was something like an inpatient psychiatric unit without the formality. More of a behavioral camp, where structure and support resources were provided. The tour of the facility solidified Michael’s decision in keeping Rose here for the two weeks, possibly even longer. They had a library, a fully equipped gym with a swimming pool, activities and groups scheduled for every waking hour of every day, a cafeteria, a music and art room, nurses and technicians, and therapists on-site. The tour guide emphasized that most behavioral problems originate from some untouched imbalance in the psyche, and that a non-stressful but structured environment plus therapy usually yields great results. Michael was very thankful to that police officer now as their tour ended with the dorm he and Rose would be sharing. Read more »

Enclosed [Age gap, anticipation/tension, stepfather/stepdaughter, fluff] Part 1

Mid-October in Northern California brought with it mild temperatures and the forthcoming tide of holiday joy, something to swathe oneself in. It always seemed, as the season returned, that the population in general flipped on a switch to a happy default. Maybe it was the nostalgia heavy in everyone’s heads, but Rose Escalus must have been immune to whatever nostalgia that was, because she’d been in especially impulsive situations lately. She had just turned eighteen a few months prior, and had graduated high school a month after her birthday. And so now she was left with her routine broken. She’d decided not to enroll herself in college yet, claiming she just wanted a year off to relax. Her mother and biological father, Ralynne Cooke and Hayden Escalus, opposed this vehemently, arguing that once she broke the cycle, it’d be significantly harder to hop back on the bandwagon. Which didn’t surprise Rose, considering her parents had actually named her Bambi Rose, after the deer from a children’s movie. Growing up, the girl was ridiculed for her first name, and eventually she told everyone to address her by her middle name. A long time ago, the young woman had concluded her parents had always been airy and dreamy, despite living in a very concrete and rational world. Read more »

Satiated [Teacher/Student, age gap, sexual tension] | Part Eleven

Almost 6 weeks had passed since Ariel had last seen Mr. Kennedy. She’d tried messaging him, but never got any responses and wasn’t daring enough to try to show up at his house. After the third week, she’d found out by overhearing a conversation between two teachers, that Nick was on paternity leave. There was no way for her to inconspicuously get more information on Lakewood High’s paternity leave policy, specifically how long it was, so Ariel had no option but to suffer through the sudden, unexpected abstinence. Unwillingly. Read more »

Satiated [Teacher/Student, age gap, sexual tension] | Part Ten

Ariel Bosche took strolling steps through the rows of flowers around her, her backpack still snug around her shoulders. She hadn’t wanted to go home immediately after school ended so instead she’d skipped the bus and took a walk towards the shopping plaza a few blocks away from Lakewood. It didn’t bother the girl to go on a trip alone. Instead, she actually enjoyed it more than she might have if someone was with her to distract her from her thoughts. Ariel had been thinking a lot about Nick. So much so that he buzzed around in her head near constantly. Lately it’d been nagging at her that she wished she could see him more freely, instead of having to sneak around and steal moments with him in secret. The two had been deeply involved in their affair now. They had sex in his classroom nearly every day after school now, and then they were left to ache for each other over the weekend until 3pm on Monday. Today, however, when Ariel lingered after his class, Nick had pulled her into a hug, kissed her deeply and promptly told her no. He had something to do with his wife that he had to get to, he’d told her. And that was that. She tried to debate it with him, to convince him to fuck her just a little, quickly, but he just smacked her ass and told her he had to get going. He didn’t even give her the chance to show him that she’d foregone panties today, specifically for him. And while she’d planned to have her teacher’s cock shoved deep inside her bare pussy right now, instead she was feeling the full effect of just how empty her pussy was. The air was cool in the Lowe’s outside garden, and every time the wind picked up she was brutally reminded that her pussy was exposed. The cool wind touched her little mound and gently lifted her skirt. If there had actually been anyone else other than the cashier’s in this section, they would have seen a full show. Ariel’s rounded full ass, parted only by the plump wet protrusion of her horny pussy. But then the wind would calm, and her skirt would fall back down to cover her indecency. Read more »