Dinner With Daddy [M] [F] [Public] [Exhibitionism] [Fingering] [DaddyDom]

You shift in your seat as you look to wave down the waitress and I steal a glance down to your lap where a large bulge has become quite prominent. I feel my face grow warm instantly and hurriedly look back up to meet your gaze.

“Are you alright?” You ask with a knowing smirk. “You look a little flushed.”

“Do I? Must just be a little warm.” I reply, staring intently down at the menu in front of me.

You adjust in your seat again and I glance back over, quickly, but not quick enough.

“I see…” you begin, “are you having a bit of trouble concentrating on the menu, love? It seems to be taking you an awful long time to decide what you want.”

I lie. “Nope. Just lots of options is all.” My face grows hotter as I feel your gaze trained on me. I reach for my water glass, desperately trying to cool myself down.

“So….then you’re not thinking about my hard cock?”

I choke on my water and sputter out, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“No?”

The Massage Parlour Part 2 [MF] [Massage] [Oral] [Anal]

I highly recommend reading **part 1** first. As always I welcome any feedback to help improve my writing so feel free to PM me if you feel so inclined. I hope you’ll enjoy reading part 2 of Thomas and Meghan’s naughty massage!

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Thomas couldn’t believe his luck as he felt the suction with which his tip disappeared in the young woman’s mouth. He realized Meghan really knew what she was doing as he felt a groan parting from his lips. Her tongue slid along the underside of his cock as she took more and more of him inside her wet mouth. The way she held the base of his cock tightly wrapped between her fingers while looking him straight in the eyes sent shivers down his spine. Her mouth almost engulfing his cock in its entirety before slowly backing off. Her passionate looking eyes and her wet mouth drove him wild with lust as his hand entangled itself in her hair. Thomas couldn’t help but to gently guide her mouth onto his cock as she started moving her head up and down along his shaft. Her soft mouth moaning onto his member making him throb in her mouth. “Aaaaahh” a deep voiced moan fitting in with the relaxing music in the background as he continued “You’re doing amazing” as he looked deep into Meghan’s piercing blue eyes.

When my ex-gf Millie and I were home for winter break, and at least she was single [m/f] [cheating-ish]

I’ve written about my ex Millie before, here is the description I used:

Millie was [is] 5′ 5″ and probably 115 lbs. Natural blonde hair, honest brown eyes, cute mid-western smile. Her breasts were small and perky, with pink nipples that seemed to be perma-hard. Her stomach was flat, accentuated by a belly-button ring. Her hips and ass were big for how skinny she was, but they weren’t fat. That butt swallowed a thong beautifully. The sexiest thing, for me, was that she kept her tight pussy completely unshaven. She wasn’t a hippie or anything, she shaved everything else, but she just liked the look of a triangular patch of hair between her legs. I did too. She was the horniest girl I’ve ever been with. She was almost addicted to touching her pussy and getting fucked. Orgasms came so easily, it was like her clit was an on/off switch.

Asian Take-Out [Mf] [oral]

I’m a creature of habit, until I’m not. Left to my own whims, I’ll stick to a well-worn path of choices with predictable results. When I’m pushed in another direction, I find I really enjoy it once I get past the initial resistances. Yet for whatever reason I have difficulty in moving myself away from my norms.

Gretta, known as Gigi, was based in my company’s Manila office. Gigi and I had worked together for a few years before we met in-person. We had a great rapport and even engaged in some playful flirting while we had calls, which wasn’t unusual with the single women from that office. I always enjoyed their schoolgirl-like giggles when they first heard my deep voice.

The events in this story took place during the tail-end of the years of being able to know someone without being able to find them easily through social media. So, I’d have pictures in my mind of these Filipino girls I spoke with–eager, lithe, and just out of college–but I didn’t know what they actually looked like.

Sinner [Gay] [MM] [anal]

“Did they applaud?”

“Sure did dad!”

“Did they do the same for Mike?”

“Yes sir.”

“I’m so proud of both of you boys. It seems like just yesterday you two were both cute eight year old boys playing outside with the youth group, and now look at you both! Thirteen years later, you’re both traveling with the church giving sermons! You do me and God proud! I believe God destined you and Mike to be best friends!”

Austin smiled at his dad’s praise. It felt great to know that his dad was proud of him. “Alright dad. I have to go. It’s almost time for me to hit the hay. Plus the reception here in the hotel isn’t exactly the best. See you tomorrow. Love ya!” Austin could hear his dad chuckle through the phone. “Love ya too. You boys sleep well!” His dad then hanged up.

Austin shook his head as he let out a sigh. “Dad is so proud of me and Mike.” He thought to himself. “I wonder if he would still be proud of me if he knew the truth.”

Agrabah – [Mf] slight help from [F] and multiple[M]. [Slave][Bondage][Mdom][fsub][Master][Bukkake]. Fantasy [drugs]? [BDSM]

Hi everyone! I am getting back into writing (and super excited about the new content that’s coming :D) so in honor of that, I decided to post a previous, favorite fantasy of mine here! It was inspired by that lovely 15 second clip of slave Jasmine from Aladdin. The figure in power here is based on Jafar as a character NOT on his physical appearance. Also, as I wrote, I started to see myself in Jasmine’s place. She reflects a lot of who I am. So if you want to put myself in the Jasmine figure as well, you can go to my personal subreddit r/DreamingFarAway to see what I look like :)

**Lastly, WARNING this piece is a little bit more than what most people like to read. If my work offends you… I’m not really sorry, but some people still think I need to warn them first.**

Enjoy!!

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He walks into the grand treasure room, happy to see his slave already waiting for him besides his throne. Power was a beautiful thing.

“Good evening Darling” He says while sending her a charming smile.

Quid Pro Quo: Heather’s Story Chapter 1 [Mf][Fantasy][College][Teacher Student][Schoolgirl][Extortion]

**Author’s Note:** *This is chapter 1 of a long story. Perhaps a novel. Please let em know what you think in the comments.*

I leaned back across the center of the low bed. The room was furnished in ‘late teenager,’ with a cheap dorm room mattress on a barracks frame, and other durable furniture. The walls were brick, painted a dull cream color that made it look like someone smoked here.

I made sure the little laptop lid was closed while she changed. The last thing I wanted was for this to be recorded. Or worse, broadcast. This could be all over the internet in a heartbeat, and I would never teach again.

There were no books on her side of the room that I could see except for the requisite texts of a college freshman. English (my class), Algebra II, History of Colonial America, and the like. The supplementary texts were piled in a corner, forgotten. This disappointed me, though I wasn’t surprised. Islands of clothes and underwear from yesterday, today, and who knew when else we’re on the floor, which was also dotted by DVD rental cases from the machine downstairs.

*What a slob*, I thought.

XChange Story: Hazed into Submission (mf) [nc] [Mdom] [fantasy] [transformation]

*A freshman gets more than he bargained for when he pledges to join the MKT Fraternity.*

*Author’s Note: This story contains heavy themes of non-consensual sex, humiliation and forced feminisation.*

**1. The Dare**

“No *fucking* way, man. There’s no way I’m taking that pill.”

“You sure, mate? Cause it’s the difference between whether you leave this house tonight as a MKT brother, or a schmuck.”

Jacob pushed me the bottle into my hands again.

*XChange Resistance: The gender-swapping pill, with a* ***twist!*** *Warning: Every orgasm increases the chances your transformation becomes* ***permanent****.*

Fuck.

“Look, mate. It’s the price of entry.” Jacob assured me. “Think of it as a test.”

“Our fraternity only accepts the most alpha of alphas.” Devin continued the pitch. “If you can’t stay a man after just six hours on this, then mate, then you don’t deserve to be one of us.”

Test or not, there was something predatory in the way they glanced at me. A glint in their eyes that sent a shiver down my spine.

The Massage Parlour Part 1 [MF] [Massage] [Oral] [Anal

(First time posting. I’d appreciate feedback and suggestions so please let me know what you think!)

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As Thomas was preparing the room for his next appointment, he thought about the horny state of mind he had been in. This was all due to Mrs Clarke, the middle aged woman he had massaged just now. The same Mrs Clarke who would never wear anything underneath the towels provided. Thomas was used to it at this point, but this afternoon she had wrapped the towel in a way that barely covered anything. To make matters even worse, she would slightly spread her legs wider and wider as his hands relieved her body off all of its tensions. The thoughts of her wet lips at his display had lingered on his mind all day, leaving him in a state of constant arousal.

Normally he might have given in to such delightful looking temptations as Mrs Clarke made it painfully clear what her intentions were as she would moan and whimper as he massaged her body. However, Thomas did respect the ring around her finger. This did nothing to his cock, which had almost busted out of his pants when her hand trailed up along his thighs. After withstanding the temptations and finishing the massage, she had stated her intent on coming back soon. Thomas noticed she had booked a double session next week and the thoughts of what might happen turned Thomas on immensely.

3 People, 2 Seats, 1 Memorable Ride [Mf, teasing]

I’m not much of a people person, but having friends does have some benefits.

A friend of mine from way back in high school was in town after dropping his daughter, Amy, off at a local university for her freshman year. His wife had taken his daughter and all her stuff in their SUV, but there was no room for him so he followed up in his little convertible coupe he wanted to show off to me.

I remembered Amy pretty well from the last time I visited him because she showed up to dinner in a very distracting outfit. I never had been so aware of where my eyes were looking in my life for entire that meal. I could be wrong, but it seemed her parents were almost amused by attempts to completely ignore Amy.

So when Joe called me to ask if I wanted to check out his car, I was relieved to hear that his daughter had already been dropped off and was settling in with Mom’s help. He pulled up about fifteen minutes later in a 2014 Porsche Boxster with the top already down so we could enjoy the late August weather.