She had managed to avoid the conversation of “what are we?” when she was at the Professors house by fucking his brains out all night before quietly slipping out in the morning. She left his house and went straight to her class—it was a three hour lecture in her major and important for her to be there, especially since it was her last semester. Her professor was an older gentleman, in his late 50s, lots of curly gray hair, always wore nice jeans, a collared dress shirt and a sweater vest over the top. He smelled nice, had a nice smile, and was clean shaven, with tortoise shell glasses either hanging on the neck line of his vest or just at the tip of his nose. He showed interest in what the college students did—an effort to stay young or perhaps he was just a genuinely curious guy. He wore a gold wedding band on his ring finger and often spoke of his children, whom were grown. She sat in her seat in the back, desperately trying not to nod off from her night of passion with her Professor-turned-lover, and just as she was dozing off her phone vibrated in her bag. She bent over and unlocked her phone. He messaged her. She opened it, notifying him that she’d read the message.
Category: eroticstories
The Goddess next door
*WARNING: contains pregnancy and it’s long*
It was a nice spring day in early April that Aaron first spotted the girl who would be moving into the apartment across the hall from where him and his mom lived. Putting the trash he was carrying by the door he froze. She was one of the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. With her blonde hair flowing in curls around her perfect face, reaching a little past where he assumed her nipples would be. As she walked in front him and stopped at her front door with her keys in the lock, he estimated her to be about 5’5” with long legs and curvy ass. His heart nearly shot out of his chest when she turned her penetrating blue eyes towards him and smiled.
“Hi, I’m Arya” she said in a cheery voice and stretching out her hand.
“Uhh…Aaron” he answered, returning the handshake.
“I guess I’m your new neighbor.” She said with another smile, “I’ll try to keep the partying to a minimum.” and giggled.
A few firsts for me…
We’re laying on the sofa together, me with my head in his lap just watching TV. He started idly playing with my nipple. Something which he knows I absolutely love. He was gentle at first, just rubbing it and rolling it between his finger and thumb before occasionally giving it a hard pinch making me moan a little. Then he moved his hand down between my legs and really lightly started stroking my clit. He went between playing with my clit and my nipple for a while, and I was just thinking about sitting up and turning around to sit on his lap or get out his cock when he started rubbing my clit in the way he knows makes me cum. He built me up and built me up and just as I was on the edge he stopped and slapped my pussy. I groaned and looked up at him and he said ‘I didn’t hear you say please’. I literally melted into a puddle at this point, realising that he’s fully in Dom mode and there is no point in trying to do anything my way.
A Seaside Adventure Part Two!!!
I hear Mando moan loudly as an explosion of warm wetness splashes around my mouth. I swallow quickly and just in time for the second explosion to splash around in my mouth. My legs go weak as I feel my own orgasm washing over me. His tongue flat on my clit as my hips grind into his face. I try to concentrate on swallowing his cum and licking his cock clean when once again, his cock tightens up and another burst of warm stickiness fills my mouth.
Read about [my erotic seaside adventure](https://adultsmart.com.au/blog/a-seaside-adventure-2/)…
‘My REAL Dad Used To Spank Me’: The Story Of A Teen And Her Step-dad [Straight] [M/f] [Step] [Inc] [Teen] [Spanking] [Barely Legal] [Daddy]
When I met my fiance Cassie, I was a little disappointed to hear she had a kid.
I never wanted children myself before and being in my forties now means that I want them even less. I just want a quiet peaceful life which is why I made the decision to finally find someone to settle down and share my life with in the first place.
I could tell you about my future wife Cassie and how we met but I get the feeling you’d be more interested in her eighteen year old daughter, Kacie.
Like I said, I didn’t want kids myself so I’ll admit that I was relieved when I learned that Kacie was eighteen.
Sure, I had definitely heard the stories of bratty, stroppy teenagers and they didn’t sound appealing but I figured that she was technically an adult now and surely past that phase.
And for the most part, I was right.
Kacie’s a really good kid and someone I’m proud to call my daughter. She’s smart, kind and caring. A little cheeky at times but it’s all in good fun. Mostly independent. Sure she lives with us but you can’t expect a kid to move out as soon as they turn eighteen but when that day does come, I’m sure she’ll be fine. She knows how to look after herself.
The Wrong Mark; a Vampire Erotic Short [M/F][Non-con]
I wrote this a while ago. I don’t know if I’ll continue it, or in what capacity, but I thought people here might enjoy it. Trigger Warnings: Non-consent, violence.
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# Downtown
I walked down the sidewalk, my eyes locked on the pavement a few feet in front of me, scanning the darkness between street lights for anything that might trip me up. I was trying to concentrate on my breathing, trying to ignore the rumbling in my belly.
“Hey beautiful,” a young man’s voice called out. I pretended I didn’t hear him, just kept focusing on my breathing, my pace quickening slightly. This diet was playing hell on me.
The young man wasn’t alone. “Where are you walking too so late at night? You want an escort?” They were following me now. I was focusing on breathing. In 1-2-3-4, out 1-2-3-4. I kept walking, my head low, my hands tightening into fists in my pockets.
“You seem uptight,” the first guy said, walking up next to me. “Maybe we should have a little fun.” Keep calm, I told myself. Don’t do anything stupid. Focus on the fact that you have food at home waiting for you. Focus on your breathing.
Final Part (10): Scared Little Slut is used by Daddy.
I can’t stop fucking you and I can feel myself getting closer and closer to finally cumming.
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I remove my cock and see it throb, its been through so much pleasure tonight and I’m finally ready to cum hard.
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“Daddy, you’ve hurt me, I can’t take it anymore” You cry out.
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“Is that so you stupid slut?” I reply.
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I can hear the pain and sadness in your voice and it just makes my cock throb more and more.
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I line my cock up with your pussy and push it in with ease, your cunt grips so well to my cock it feels amazing. I thrust and thrust until I feel as if I’m about to explode.
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“Daddy, please more, I’m so close” You moan.
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“Mmm fuck your pussy is so good, you dirty slut” I moan.
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The slapping noise of our bodies meeting as my cock is balls deep inside you is all you can hear besides our moans and your screams.
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“DADDY, OH FUCK, DADDY” You scream.
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I can feel your pussy tightening I know you’re about to cum, I can feel I’m about to explode.
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“Oh, fuck, fuck, DADDY…. I-I-I-I’M CUM-M-M-MING” You scream.
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Your screams as you start creaming all over my cock drive me insane and I can’t hold back anymore, I start exploding deep inside you fill you up with all my thick warm cum.
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“Fuck, oh shit, I’m cumming, fuck me” I moan.
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After finally filling you up I remove my cock and watch my cum start flow out of you and onto the bed, I look down at my cock and see it covered in cum both mine and yours. I walk around to the front of you and look at your exhausted face.
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“Damn baby, you seem so out of it,” I say.
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“Daddy, you beat me good tonight, I… I loved it” You replied.
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“Want to clean up Daddy’s cock as the last reward?” I ask.
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“YES, please Daddy, I want to taste us together” You reply.
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You reach out with your head and try to grab my cock with your lips as you’re still tied up and struggle to do so. I help you by guiding my cock to your mouth and allowing you to bob your head as well as you can on it.
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“Mmm,” You moan, as you clean my cock.
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“That’s enough now baby, let me untie you,” I say.
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I walk behind you and start to untie you, your poor body being tied up like this for so long, I felt bad but at the same time didn’t care because I put you in your place, used and abused you and you loved every single second of it.
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I finish undoing the last part and watch as you collapsed on the bed, you are so weak and can barely move. I look at you as you lay, thinking to myself how tired you must be.
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“C’mon baby, I’ll take you to the bath,” I say.
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I pick you up and carry you into the bathroom like the princess you are and sit you on the cold toilet seat. I look back at you as you try to stay awake and smile.
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“Not long now babe and you can sleep” I assure her.
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I make my way to the bath and start running a warm bath for you, making sure it’s just the right temperature. I walk back to you and pick you back up, carrying you over to the bath and placing you in it, I sit get behind you and allow you lay on me and rest as I wash your body.
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“Thank you, Daddy,” You say in the cutest quiet voice ever.
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I can tell you need sleep as you barely were able to speak. I kiss your forehead and begin by rubbing down your tits and stomach, cleaning it as well as I can.
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“Turn around baby and let Daddy take care of you,” I say.
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You turn around and spread your legs for me so I have easy access to cleaning your pussy, there is still some cum leaking out, I must’ve filled you up good.
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“Daddy I’m so sore,” You say softly.
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“I know baby, we are almost done” I reply.
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I get out of the bath and dry myself off real quick before picking you up and doing the same to you. I carry you back to the bed and grab you some clean clothes and tell you to dress.
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“Daddy I can’t” You cry.
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“Oh, let me help you” I reply.
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I pick up your black panties and grab your left leg putting it through the hole and then the same to your right. I grab your long black t-shirt and pull down over your head.
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“Right arm,” I say.
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“Now left arm,” I say.
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“There we go baby, all dressed” I happily say.
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“Thank you *yawn* Daddy,” You say tiredly.
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I go to your side of the bed and pull the covers back and walk around to you, I pick you up and carry you over to your spot and place you down on the bed, I tuck you in and smile.
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“Good night baby, thank you for being such an obedient slut tonight,” I say after kissing your forehead.
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“Thank you, Daddy, I love you” You reply.
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“I love you too” I reply as I hope into the bed beside you.
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I turn to you and look at you as my eyes shut, I remember the night we just shared as if it’s a video on replay in my head. I love it and drift quietly asleep holding your hand under the covers.
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[F] The Plan
I arrived at the hotel room right on time. I’m pretty punctual like that. Endorphins are coursing through me. I’m wet and have been for a while. I knock on the door, butterflies in my stomach, and subconsciously hold my breath.
He’s there. He opens the door and smiles. I like his smile. He doesn’t do it enough though. All he has to do to turn me on is smile at me.
The door closes behind me and I smile back. I’m always very happy to see him. “Hi!” I say cheerfully. I want to reach for him immediately. Put my arms around his neck and pull him in for one of the best kisses I’ll ever have. But I don’t. I tell him to go sit down on the bed, and with a gentle poke to his chest, move him in that direction.
Following him there, my eyes focused on his face, I fall to my knees and start removing his shoes. He’s watching me. I’m not moving very fast. I want to, believe me. I want to jump on him. Devour him with my hands and mouth and tongue. My whole body. But I will wait.
My Life As A Human Pet [M]
Hi All
I have started writing down my memories of my time being a human pet for 3 years. I have written 3 parts so far and if anyone is interested in reading them and giving feedback I would appreciate it.
https://www.deviantart.com/collarcat/art/Memoirs-Of-A-Human-Pet-780450094
https://www.deviantart.com/collarcat/art/Memoirs-Of-A-Human-Pet-Part-2-780461047
https://www.deviantart.com/collarcat/art/Memoirs-Of-A-Human-Pet-Part-3-780801014
Many Thanks
[F] McBride’s Manor (part 1)
Intro
The car finally stopped at the end of the dirt road, which had seemed particularly long. It was time, because I was starting to ache everywhere after those two hours of driving, in the North of England, especially the last half-hour where the succession of small dirt and gravel roads had worn my back.
I unbuckled my seat belt and looked at the place around me. A magnificent manor was standing in front of us, a beautiful British Victorian style home. My husband gave mr a big smile, stretched, then got out of the car. I did the same, trying not to damage my heels on the muddy ground.
The sky was gray, but at least it had stopped raining. We advanced quietly towards the staircase that gave access to our new home. The door opened, and a small and bald man, who was probably over 60 years old, advanced toward us. He was dressed with a black suit and white gloves, the perfect idea that I had of a butler.
“Welcome to the McBride’s manor,” said the man in a soft, sober voice.