Straight Female / 23
I left home so a friend of mine could rent a garage apartment from a retired couple. The building was totally separate and we had independent access, kitchen and bathroom. One day the toilet backed up and the husband came up to the apartment to fix it and he saw that we only had one bed. He fixed the toilet, but he also gave us a lecture about sleeping together and that he was going to get two beds up to the apartment, but he wasn't going to let two girls sleep together, not under his roof. We tried to explain to him that we weren't lesbians, we were lifelong friends and we would just a soon sleep in the same bed as not. He wasn't convinced and he bought two single beds and took out queen bed out and put it in the garage downstairs.
He started to baby us, I mean really baby us and spoil us. He started to parent us and when he told us to do something or another and we thought it was a bit ridiculous we would say things like 'yes daddy' or 'your the best daddy in the world'. We started to spend a lot of time in their house, and to do things together, going out to eat, or spending the weekend together going to some activity. We called him daddy in public, at first to tease him but soon we called him daddy all the time.
On the 'evening' that he came up to our room, I was alone. He had been upset with us earlier because we had borrowed their car and dented the fender. When he sat down and held me by my hips I stood there and let him bawl me out. He told me I couldn't be a little girl anymore and that I had to be a woman. He held me at arm's length and looked at me and told me to hold my shoulders back and he said I was a pretty good specimen of a woman, and if I was a woman yet. This is like your real dad asking you if you had sex, I was embarrassed right then, he took my silence to mean no and he said it was about time I became a real woman.
He disrobed me until I was completely naked, he admired me for a long time, he ran his hands up and down my thighs and then around my butt. He cupped my breasts and said 'let's get it over with' and he sat me down on my bed and he took off his clothes and stood over me with an erection. I laid back and opened my legs and let him get on me and he had intercourse with me. I held on to him as hard as I could, I kept my arms around his neck and didn't want to let go. He managed to get off of me and he told me I was a good girl but that I was a woman now and he expected me to behave like one. I laid naked on the bed for him for a long time while he sat beside me and caressed my face and my breasts.
He stood up after a while and went to the window, I stayed on the bed and followed him with my eyes. He came back to the bed and motioned for me to open my legs again and he got on me and had intercourse again, only this time he was real slow and he kissed my neck and then my mouth. He kept telling me that getting an old man to have sex with me twice was a real treat, he buried his head in my neck and he just had intercourse until he finally couldn't hold it any more.
The bed was too small for us to lay side by side, so I laid on top of him with him on his back. I just lay there while he ran his hands over my butt and kissed me.
I don't know what I am to him anymore, when he has intercourse with me all I want to do is be close to him. I can have intercourse whenever he wants, I can tell he wants intercourse by the way he puts his hands on me, he has a way of holding me. I don't feel he should be my play daddy anymore, I call him John now although my roommate still calls him daddy. In a way I wish I hadn't become a woman with him, and in a way I can't imagine not being a woman with him. I was happy not having to grow up.
He started to baby us, I mean really baby us and spoil us. He started to parent us and when he told us to do something or another and we thought it was a bit ridiculous we would say things like 'yes daddy' or 'your the best daddy in the world'. We started to spend a lot of time in their house, and to do things together, going out to eat, or spending the weekend together going to some activity. We called him daddy in public, at first to tease him but soon we called him daddy all the time.
On the 'evening' that he came up to our room, I was alone. He had been upset with us earlier because we had borrowed their car and dented the fender. When he sat down and held me by my hips I stood there and let him bawl me out. He told me I couldn't be a little girl anymore and that I had to be a woman. He held me at arm's length and looked at me and told me to hold my shoulders back and he said I was a pretty good specimen of a woman, and if I was a woman yet. This is like your real dad asking you if you had sex, I was embarrassed right then, he took my silence to mean no and he said it was about time I became a real woman.
He disrobed me until I was completely naked, he admired me for a long time, he ran his hands up and down my thighs and then around my butt. He cupped my breasts and said 'let's get it over with' and he sat me down on my bed and he took off his clothes and stood over me with an erection. I laid back and opened my legs and let him get on me and he had intercourse with me. I held on to him as hard as I could, I kept my arms around his neck and didn't want to let go. He managed to get off of me and he told me I was a good girl but that I was a woman now and he expected me to behave like one. I laid naked on the bed for him for a long time while he sat beside me and caressed my face and my breasts.
He stood up after a while and went to the window, I stayed on the bed and followed him with my eyes. He came back to the bed and motioned for me to open my legs again and he got on me and had intercourse again, only this time he was real slow and he kissed my neck and then my mouth. He kept telling me that getting an old man to have sex with me twice was a real treat, he buried his head in my neck and he just had intercourse until he finally couldn't hold it any more.
The bed was too small for us to lay side by side, so I laid on top of him with him on his back. I just lay there while he ran his hands over my butt and kissed me.
I don't know what I am to him anymore, when he has intercourse with me all I want to do is be close to him. I can have intercourse whenever he wants, I can tell he wants intercourse by the way he puts his hands on me, he has a way of holding me. I don't feel he should be my play daddy anymore, I call him John now although my roommate still calls him daddy. In a way I wish I hadn't become a woman with him, and in a way I can't imagine not being a woman with him. I was happy not having to grow up.
