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Dating Disasters
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Bi-Sexual Female / 26
The Slippery Slope Got Me And Now I'm Nursing His Baby
I tried to explain to my mother how I got into this situation. I did not initiate it and I thought I had it under control. But things start long before you notice it, and that's how it started with me.
I was twenty four, and I hung around with four other girls. We went dancing a lot, wearing pretty dresses and panties, and liked to swing and go round, our dress blowing up underneath us and giving all the other girls there a flash. Lots of girls flashed and one of the ways that you picked up a girl was to dance close to her and flash your panties and your ass. If she wanted to be with your she would grab an ass cheek and you would go off and dance and maybe find a quiet corner to kiss and make out. It was all innocent. Waking up with a girl happened but not once ever did I wake up with some butch woman.
At work I was a 'people person' and I got called on to help with birthday parties and summer picnics. One day, nothing about it other than we walked across the street to get a salad, our boss tagged along. First having a man as old as our father and he wanted to herd us like sheep, and second that he forced me to hold his hand to cross the street. I want my girls safe, he told me. I held his hand when we returned to the office. What I thought no one noticed, was noticed by everyone. You are his favorite they told me, and when he put his cheek forward and told me that he wanted a kiss from his girl I knew I was in trouble.
Holding his hand anytime we were on the street, kissing his cheek every morning and going to his office to kiss him goodbye before leaving the office. Holding my face to kiss my lips, grabbing my 'tit' in his hand and telling me he wanted me. None of it happened in one day, it was just a slippery slope and I couldn't hold myself back. My girlfriend, she is my true girlfriend. Many many times I have woken up with her, especially during college and now that we were out in the workforce. She told me I was in over my head. My friend at work called it comfort sex and she asked me if my babysitter knew about her. My babysitter, my boss. She got serious and told me I had better step forward and let my Daddy know that I had a girlfriend, one that kisses the very same thing he wanted from me.
I meant to tell him but I couldn't. It felt like I was telling him I was cheating. That same day I was wearing pink panties and I crossed my leg under me without even thinking. He could see strait up to my crotch and my panties. He got up and came over to me and leaned down and grabbed my 'tit', his new favorite thing to do with me, and asked if I wanted "Daddy to fuck me". I had to say something and all I could do is agree with him that I wanted him to fuck me. I had to call him Daddy after that, in private and when I was having sex with him. And one time I just called out "do you love your baby?"
I confessed to my girlfriend and she told me that I should suck his dick and maintain eye contact, and let him know unconditionally that I was his baby and he was my Daddy. Sleep with him, and get pregnant, she told me.
It wasn't that I stopped taking birth control behind his back, I told him. He told me I was playing with fire, but if that's what I wanted he would gladly fuck me day in and day out and get my pretty ass pregnant. And that's what happened, the whole affair went into overdrive and he fucked me until I did get pregnant. And that's why I was talking to my mother.
How did it happen, the long story I've just told you, the short story is that when a girl falls in love with her Daddy she gets taken over by a need to get pregnant. I know some don't want to believe me, but I had to get pregnant, it wasn't an option. I got rid of my birth control and had sex twenty four seven. I had to have a baby on my tit.
I was twenty four, and I hung around with four other girls. We went dancing a lot, wearing pretty dresses and panties, and liked to swing and go round, our dress blowing up underneath us and giving all the other girls there a flash. Lots of girls flashed and one of the ways that you picked up a girl was to dance close to her and flash your panties and your ass. If she wanted to be with your she would grab an ass cheek and you would go off and dance and maybe find a quiet corner to kiss and make out. It was all innocent. Waking up with a girl happened but not once ever did I wake up with some butch woman.
At work I was a 'people person' and I got called on to help with birthday parties and summer picnics. One day, nothing about it other than we walked across the street to get a salad, our boss tagged along. First having a man as old as our father and he wanted to herd us like sheep, and second that he forced me to hold his hand to cross the street. I want my girls safe, he told me. I held his hand when we returned to the office. What I thought no one noticed, was noticed by everyone. You are his favorite they told me, and when he put his cheek forward and told me that he wanted a kiss from his girl I knew I was in trouble.
Holding his hand anytime we were on the street, kissing his cheek every morning and going to his office to kiss him goodbye before leaving the office. Holding my face to kiss my lips, grabbing my 'tit' in his hand and telling me he wanted me. None of it happened in one day, it was just a slippery slope and I couldn't hold myself back. My girlfriend, she is my true girlfriend. Many many times I have woken up with her, especially during college and now that we were out in the workforce. She told me I was in over my head. My friend at work called it comfort sex and she asked me if my babysitter knew about her. My babysitter, my boss. She got serious and told me I had better step forward and let my Daddy know that I had a girlfriend, one that kisses the very same thing he wanted from me.
I meant to tell him but I couldn't. It felt like I was telling him I was cheating. That same day I was wearing pink panties and I crossed my leg under me without even thinking. He could see strait up to my crotch and my panties. He got up and came over to me and leaned down and grabbed my 'tit', his new favorite thing to do with me, and asked if I wanted "Daddy to fuck me". I had to say something and all I could do is agree with him that I wanted him to fuck me. I had to call him Daddy after that, in private and when I was having sex with him. And one time I just called out "do you love your baby?"
I confessed to my girlfriend and she told me that I should suck his dick and maintain eye contact, and let him know unconditionally that I was his baby and he was my Daddy. Sleep with him, and get pregnant, she told me.
It wasn't that I stopped taking birth control behind his back, I told him. He told me I was playing with fire, but if that's what I wanted he would gladly fuck me day in and day out and get my pretty ass pregnant. And that's what happened, the whole affair went into overdrive and he fucked me until I did get pregnant. And that's why I was talking to my mother.
How did it happen, the long story I've just told you, the short story is that when a girl falls in love with her Daddy she gets taken over by a need to get pregnant. I know some don't want to believe me, but I had to get pregnant, it wasn't an option. I got rid of my birth control and had sex twenty four seven. I had to have a baby on my tit.
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