Making a Daddy's gurl.
Even though there was a condsiderable age difference, there was a connection. It started out with some casual glances, some lingering looks, some shy smiles. A grazing touch on the arm, a touch on the hand that lasted just a little bit too long. An attraction, yes, but more than that? A conversation showed so much more. Being close, being personal allowed much more emotion to be conveyed. Nothing out right sexual or even suggestive, just a hint of interest.
It seemed by both our design that we found ourselves alone. You could sense it, you could feel it in the air, there was to be much more to this. I could see how he looked down, hiding his desires. Maybe shy, maybe afraid to let them be seen. But, I could see them. Maybe just some encouraging words could bring them out, maybe some caring carresses. I stood close and he did not move. I moved closer, touching, and he did not move away. He looked at the floor, his heart thumping, he was almost shaking. Pressed against him now, his breathing heavy, my hands held him, wrapped around him. Then his wrapped around me, hugged me and there was an escape of tension. An unseen escape of emotion from him. I put my finger under his trembling chin and raised his face to look at me. It was in his eyes, written all over his face. I slowly leaned towards him and he closed his eyes. His soft lips, they were quivering when I kissed them. He exhaled and sighed.
Another meeting later and I could see his excitement in seeing me again. Slipping away, just the two of us, he could barely contain himself. More confident, as if the time that had passed made him even more sure of his desires, he stood so close. Another kiss and our hands explored eachother's bodies. I took his hand and placed it on my hard, throbbing cock. He felt it and squeezed it through my pants. He was almost panting, what a turn on. I took it out and he stroked it, almost marveled at it. His young, soft hand felt wonderful. Soft instructions now, encouraging him, spurring him on, "Kiss it." His eyes were glued to my hard dick as he pressed his lips to it. "Oh, that feels so good," I could see his smile, he enjoyed pleasuring me. "Put it in your mouth," and he did. So warm and wet, so eager and curious.
Directions, instructions, caring words of encouragement.
Finding more time alone and a more private location, my hands explored his naked body. Nude also, his attention was focused on my cock, just as I liked it. I squeezed his little ass, so smooth, small and firm. "You feel so good, I want to see you," I told him. He stepped back so I could drink him in. "You have such a cute body. You would make such a cute girl." He said, "Stop!" but had a huge smile on his face and even posed, shifting his hips and pointing his ass at me.. I thought he would like that and he did. Ground work... laying the foundation. The beginnings of a sexy, little dressed up sissy.
Laying together, both nude, his head was on my chest. I rubbed his back as he cupped my balls and ran his finger tips along my cock. "You know what," I said, "I'd love to see you in these," as I handed him a box from a lingerie store. He sat up and opened it. "Really?" he responded. Half asking and half in a "Are you k**ding" tone. "I'd love it. I'd love to see you." I did my best to encourage him, but knowing how much he had come to want to please me, I knew he wouldn't object. "It would be such a turn on," with that he smiled and stood. He slipped one foot in and then the other, pulling them up as he wiggled his hips. He knew what to do, he reached in and adjusted himself. The tight, lacy fabric craddled his firm sack and caressed his cock, pressing it down tightly. "Gosh, you look so good!" "Try the rest on, feel it against your skin." He slipped on a small matching bra and stepped into the thigh high leggings. "Look how good you look!" I told him and pointed to a mirror. I watched as he admired himself, turning side to side. Holding open the covers, letting him see my raging hard on, I told him, "Come here." Almost giddy, he slipped back into bed. I caressed and rubbed his lingerie covered body, letting him know just what a turn in he was. When he went down on me, I made sure to moan louder, shake harder and prasie him longer. Then, I ate his cute little ass, making sure just to pull the panties to the side and not remove them. I was already getting hard again when I rolled him over and licked his cock through the material. Just letiing his cock's head out the top, keeping his balls and shaft held firmly in place, I suck on it til he came. Laying there after, he said, "That was incredible. I should dress up for you every time!" Yes, baby, you should.
Saying things like, "Daddy needs your mouth" made him giggle, but also began to turn him on. He began to embrace his roll, and I started to refer to him as my gurl. Soon, he offered me his ass. "I just want to make you happy," he said. He would finally, truly be Daddy's little gurl. He got on all fours, he stuck his ass up in the air. He wanted me, he wanted to be fucked. He wanted to really, truly be mine. There was no way I was pulling those panties down. I pulled them to the side and admired that perfect little hole. I knew I was about to ruin it and what a turn on that was. Well lubed, I pointed my cock's tip and his delicate folds. His back arched, he even pushed back on me. My cock's head slipped inside him. His head threw back, his mouth opened and he moaned out loud. I held his little, slim waist and pushed more cock into him. I came inside him, he was mine.
"Have you ever thought about growning your hair out?
It seemed by both our design that we found ourselves alone. You could sense it, you could feel it in the air, there was to be much more to this. I could see how he looked down, hiding his desires. Maybe shy, maybe afraid to let them be seen. But, I could see them. Maybe just some encouraging words could bring them out, maybe some caring carresses. I stood close and he did not move. I moved closer, touching, and he did not move away. He looked at the floor, his heart thumping, he was almost shaking. Pressed against him now, his breathing heavy, my hands held him, wrapped around him. Then his wrapped around me, hugged me and there was an escape of tension. An unseen escape of emotion from him. I put my finger under his trembling chin and raised his face to look at me. It was in his eyes, written all over his face. I slowly leaned towards him and he closed his eyes. His soft lips, they were quivering when I kissed them. He exhaled and sighed.
Another meeting later and I could see his excitement in seeing me again. Slipping away, just the two of us, he could barely contain himself. More confident, as if the time that had passed made him even more sure of his desires, he stood so close. Another kiss and our hands explored eachother's bodies. I took his hand and placed it on my hard, throbbing cock. He felt it and squeezed it through my pants. He was almost panting, what a turn on. I took it out and he stroked it, almost marveled at it. His young, soft hand felt wonderful. Soft instructions now, encouraging him, spurring him on, "Kiss it." His eyes were glued to my hard dick as he pressed his lips to it. "Oh, that feels so good," I could see his smile, he enjoyed pleasuring me. "Put it in your mouth," and he did. So warm and wet, so eager and curious.
Directions, instructions, caring words of encouragement.
Finding more time alone and a more private location, my hands explored his naked body. Nude also, his attention was focused on my cock, just as I liked it. I squeezed his little ass, so smooth, small and firm. "You feel so good, I want to see you," I told him. He stepped back so I could drink him in. "You have such a cute body. You would make such a cute girl." He said, "Stop!" but had a huge smile on his face and even posed, shifting his hips and pointing his ass at me.. I thought he would like that and he did. Ground work... laying the foundation. The beginnings of a sexy, little dressed up sissy.
Laying together, both nude, his head was on my chest. I rubbed his back as he cupped my balls and ran his finger tips along my cock. "You know what," I said, "I'd love to see you in these," as I handed him a box from a lingerie store. He sat up and opened it. "Really?" he responded. Half asking and half in a "Are you k**ding" tone. "I'd love it. I'd love to see you." I did my best to encourage him, but knowing how much he had come to want to please me, I knew he wouldn't object. "It would be such a turn on," with that he smiled and stood. He slipped one foot in and then the other, pulling them up as he wiggled his hips. He knew what to do, he reached in and adjusted himself. The tight, lacy fabric craddled his firm sack and caressed his cock, pressing it down tightly. "Gosh, you look so good!" "Try the rest on, feel it against your skin." He slipped on a small matching bra and stepped into the thigh high leggings. "Look how good you look!" I told him and pointed to a mirror. I watched as he admired himself, turning side to side. Holding open the covers, letting him see my raging hard on, I told him, "Come here." Almost giddy, he slipped back into bed. I caressed and rubbed his lingerie covered body, letting him know just what a turn in he was. When he went down on me, I made sure to moan louder, shake harder and prasie him longer. Then, I ate his cute little ass, making sure just to pull the panties to the side and not remove them. I was already getting hard again when I rolled him over and licked his cock through the material. Just letiing his cock's head out the top, keeping his balls and shaft held firmly in place, I suck on it til he came. Laying there after, he said, "That was incredible. I should dress up for you every time!" Yes, baby, you should.
Saying things like, "Daddy needs your mouth" made him giggle, but also began to turn him on. He began to embrace his roll, and I started to refer to him as my gurl. Soon, he offered me his ass. "I just want to make you happy," he said. He would finally, truly be Daddy's little gurl. He got on all fours, he stuck his ass up in the air. He wanted me, he wanted to be fucked. He wanted to really, truly be mine. There was no way I was pulling those panties down. I pulled them to the side and admired that perfect little hole. I knew I was about to ruin it and what a turn on that was. Well lubed, I pointed my cock's tip and his delicate folds. His back arched, he even pushed back on me. My cock's head slipped inside him. His head threw back, his mouth opened and he moaned out loud. I held his little, slim waist and pushed more cock into him. I came inside him, he was mine.
"Have you ever thought about growning your hair out?
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