I couldn’t believe how much having a daddy fantasy turned me on. The first time I came close to role playing this was with Frankie, a married fireman that my cousin Sandy introduced me to. It was such a turn as he fucked me in bed and in the shower calling me babygirl and with me calling him daddy until we came over and over again.
Then I gave Mr. White, my next door neighbor a blow job in my father’s chair and he called me princess over and over again. Princess is the pet name my dad always calls me. It turned me on so much as I sucked Mr. White in my father’s chair that I came so hard rubbing my wet young pussy as his cock was lodged down my tight throat. I felts so good I thought my head was going to literally explode.
The craziest incident happened when I met some complete stranger in the mall and he got into my panties by referring to himself as daddy (and I liked his confidence too). Again I had an amazing orgasm as he kept telling me to, “Fuck daddy good.” And I did. I fucked daddy real good.
I never thought about daddy before but now it was in my head and I couldn’t get it out. I was confused and even a little upset by it but I couldn’t deny how wet it got me just thinking about it.
Now let me make it very, very clear. I never fucked my real dad and never will. I am not judging other people that have incest especially after the pretty wild things I’ve done (and I haven’t even written about some of the really extreme stuff yet). But I just don’t have any desire for my real dad to fuck me. I don’t know, maybe it would be different if my real dad was more aggressive and more like the naughty men I am attracted to but he is just, you know, my dad. He is kind of goofy and protective.
What really did turn me on the idea of a man old enough to be my father that I wanted to fuck me pretending to be my daddy. It was like being with someone that I was attracted to and taking this very taboo and naughty ingredient and adding it to the sex. Kablam! The fireworks were amazing.
Frankie was the first guy I thought of to take this fantasy to the next level. I called him and we made plans to meet.
“Umm, one thing,” I said to Frankie as we agreed on the time and day we would meet.
“Sure doll,” he said.
“Remember the whole daddy and babygirl thing?” I asked.
“Of course I do,” Frankie said in a low voice. “Babygirl.”
I got wet just by him saying that. I hesitated for a second and he laughed. I unzipped my pants and started to rub my clit through my panties.
“I want to do that,” I said trembling. “But like, more.”
“I see,” he said. “A full blown role-play?”
“Mmhmm,” I said biting my lip. “But I’ve never done it before.”
“That’s okay,” he said. “I will teach you. And I bet you are a natural.”
He asked me a few questions like what age I wanted to play. I said my own. He asked me if I wanted him to seduce me or force me. I said I wanted a mixture of both. He wanted to know if I wanted to keep in character the whole time we were together and I said yes.
“Oh and one more thing,” I said. “Can you call me princess”
“Mmm, absolutely,” he said with lust in his voice. “Princess.”
I pushed my finger into my panties and right onto my clit feeling a tingling sensation when he called me princess.
Frankie set up the scene. I had moved away from home and was coming back to visit for the night. Mom was away and it was a chance for me and dad to have some one-on-one time together. Now that I was a big girl we were going to have some whiskey for him and wine for me and we would party a little. After that things would get a little more heated.
We hung up the phone and I rubbed my clit fast and hard. I put two fingers from my other hand into my pussy and finger fucked myself at the same time. I came all over my own fingers saying, “Fuck me daddy, fuck your little princess.” When I finished cumming I was breathing heavy and I took out my fingers. They were glistening from my wetness. I put them in my mouth and sucked off my own juices closing my eyes and relishing the taste. I couldn’t wait to meet with Frankie.
I took the long drive to the apartment that he and the other fireman kept for their affairs. I knocked on the door and Frankie answered it happy to see his babygirl.
“Hello princess,” he said and gave me a big warm hug. I pushed my bra-less breasts against his chest and we hugged for a long time. Then he looked at me and smiled with me still in his arms and kissed my lips a bit longer than a daddy should kiss his daughter.
“You look amazing,” he said stepping back. I was wearing black stretch pants, a tight white pink halter top shirt with lots of cleavage and no bra. On and there were no panty lines visible through my stretch pants because I wasn’t wearing any panties. I also had on black 4-inch heels on. “My little princess is all grown up.”
“Oh daddy,” I said. “You just saw me a couple of months ago.”
“True princess,” he said. “But you always stun me with your beauty every time.”
“Oh that is so sweet daddy,” I said and kissed his cheek and wrapped my arms around him pressing one of my breasts against his arm.
We sat down and I cuddled into him. He kissed me on the forehead. It was all so nice and sweet. I loved it. It made me feel like a princess again, like when I was a little girl. But the difference now was that I was a big girl with nice juicy titties, a sweet wet vagina and an oh so fuckable ass.
“I have an idea,” daddy said has he held me close. “You and I never enjoyed a drink or two alone.”
“Oh daddy,” I said. “That is an awesome idea. Let’s get drunk together. Mom would never approve.”
“Well I didn’t say get drunk,” he said and gave me a stern look. I frowned. “But that sounds like a great plan.” We both laughed. “And I won’t tell your mom if you don’t”
“Oh daddy,” I purred. “What happens when mom’s away will never come out of my lips.” Daddy stopped and smiled at me. Then we both laughed again.
Daddy poured me a nice tall glass of wine and he got himself a scotch.
We drank and laughed and I did all of my flirting games. I made my titties bounce as I was talking. I pushed my boobs into him as I gave him a hug. I bent over to pick something up off the floor. I bent over to pour him more whiskey so he could stare at my cleavage. I walked behind him while he was sitting on the couch and wrapped my arms around his neck as I pressed my tits against his back. You know, all the stuff women pretend they don’t know they’re doing to men they want to fuck them.
Three glasses of wine and a few scotches later daddy downed another glass. He drank it with relish.
“Mmm, did you enjoy that daddy?” I asked.
“Princess,” he said. “This scotch is older than you.”
“Oh but I bet I taste better,” I said. He laughed.
“You’re flirting with your daddy,” he said looking me straight in the eyes.
“Oh daddy I guess I am,” I said. I took a sip of wine. “I guess I’ve missed you so much that I’ve turned on my feminine charms.”
He pulled me over to him so our bodies were pressing and our mouths were very close.
“So you miss your daddy?” he asked. “How much did you miss me princess?”
“Lots daddy,” I said in a cutesy voice. “Lots and lots and lots.”
“You care to show daddy how much?” he asked.
I nodded my head and pushed away from him and moved my arms up in the air real high and then dropped them down as wide as I could knowing that this move would make my boobies bounce real nice for daddy.
“This much,” I said in my girly girl voice as daddy’s eyes were locked onto my tits. I looked down at my tits too and then back up at daddy. I smiled.
We both were silent. Then daddy suddenly jumped on me and kissed me with his hand grabbing one of my big tits.