Olivia, a pretty college girl discovering her sexuality, knows exactly what kind of man she wants.
It's just too bad that her ideal man is her father's friend, Ian.
Home from school, she confides Ian that she's been having troubles with a guy.
She feels so good when he comforts her. Ian rubs her shoulders; he tells her everything will be okay. He kisses her on the mouth and pulls her body close to his.
Warning: this 3100 word erotic short story contains steamy skin-on-skin taboo sex between an older man and his friend's daughter, oral sex, and spanking.
Note: this is an alternate version of the story "Taken by Her Daddy" with the family element removed. All characters are 18 or older, and of no relation.
“Olivia? Can I come in?”
It was Ian. She stared at the door for a moment, then looked to the mirror. Her face was red from the effort it took to not cry, but there were no tears.
“Okay,” she said.
Ian came in. He closed the door quietly behind him and regarded her for a moment. He could see the hurt written on her face.
“Don’t worry,” he said, walking over and putting his big, strong hands on her bare shoulders, “Whatever it is, I’ll help you work it out. I wish that boy were here right now, why I’d... I’d make him regret doing this to you.”
Olivia found herself wishing that she’d met Ian before her parents had, before he’d become their friend. Even though he was older than she was, she would have snapped him up quickly. He was just what she wanted in a man.
She put her hand on his and squeezed.
Ian bent down and kissed her on the top of the head. He lingered there a moment, apparently enjoying the scent of her hair. Her body shuddered, and she felt her shoulders break out in goosebumps under his hands.
“Hey, look at me,” Ian said, standing up straight.
Olivia spun around on the stool to face him. He kept his hands on her shoulders.
“You are a beautiful woman. Any man would be lucky to be with you. There’s something wrong with any guy who wouldn’t want to be with you.”
She shuddered again as a flood of feelings assaulted her. Her body heated up under his gaze.
“Ian...” She said.
Ian’s hands moved up the sides of her neck until they cupped her face.
Leaning over, he kissed her on the lips. It happened so quickly, Olivia couldn’t even keep track of it all. She remembered grabbing at the front of his pants and feeling him get hard at her touch.
Then he had her up off the stool, his strong hands holding firmly onto her ass, squeezing the firm flesh through her shorts. He wheeled her around toward the bed. Grabbing her shirt, he lifted it off over her head, She’d already unbuttoned and unzipped his pants by the time he’d unhooked her bra and pulled it down her arms.
He pushed her down onto the bed. She lifted her hips as he grabbed her shorts and panties and pulled them off. Her nipples puckered up so tightly that they sent tingles through her chest, making her gasp.
All at once, she became wet. She felt some of her juices leak out into her slit as Ian pulled off his shirt and pushed his pants down.
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Published March 16, 2013
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.