Story's Main Characters:
Switch Husband: Hal Jones
Narcissistic Wife: Margaret Jones
Snobby Teenage Daughter: Ashley Jones
Insecure High School Senior Honor Student: Emily Smith
Author's note:
'Playing with Daddy Pt. 01 - A Teenager Finds Happiness with a Mature Man'
is for those who enjoy fantasy Domme Daughter/Sub Daddy, Daddy Dom/Little Girl, Authoritative Teacher/Admiring Student, Controlling Employer/Powerless Employee, Priest/Parishioner, and HuCow role play. It's also appropriate for those who are into reversible Dominance and submission (aka switch fun), If those are your fetishes, I hope you'll appreciate the sexually explicit encounters that take place in this three-part, fictional, alternative-lifestyle story.
The bulk of this unconventional age-play novelette, with its numerous twists and turns and unexpected ending, takes place on a single day in the lives of its four main characters. Those who are into Domme Daughter/Sub Daddy role play will prefer
Part One
. In contrast, those who are into Daddy Dom/Little Girl-Baby Girl role-play will prefer
Parts Two
and
Three
. Its
Parts
are meant to be read consecutively.
At its core, this psychological yarn deals with the consequences of rapid ascent and descent in one's position in life. It also emphasizes the complexity, reversibility, and two sidedness of the human psyche.
The term of endearment 'Daddy' was used literally and then figuratively by the story's teenagers to emphasize certain words in adult play can have different meanings depending on the circumstance. Herein, the male character, Hal, transitions from Margaret's weak husband and Ashley's biological father into Margaret's strong husband and Emily's dominant role play Daddy.
I thank Fetlife member 'sexylatinanycnj' for the complementary image at the end of
Part Three
.
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Obligatory disclaimer
: '
Playing with Daddy
' is copyrighted and cannot be reposted or reprinted elsewhere without my written consent. Everyone in this age-play story is eighteen or older. The depicted events and people are figments of my imagination, and the resemblance of its characters to any person, living or deceased, is purely coincidental. Sexually explicit
'Playing with Daddy'
is intended for mature audiences. It's inappropriate for those under eighteen and for those who may object to its subject matter. Regarding the latter, it's just fantasy. Finally, this story in its entirety was created by this author. It was not AI generated. As a 'MS Word Similarly' check can confirm, the story is unique.
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"Oh shit, what a fuck'n mess in my panties.
"Damm, I'm so horny.
"I can't turn off my faucet. Get it under control, Girl.
"For Christ's sake, what's wrong with me?" eighteen-year-old Ashley Jones questioned her mental and physical states.
"What six pack abs on those bronze hunks. Their cocks are trying to escape the confines of their skin-tight briefs.
"I'd get a kick out of ripping off their bowties and oiling their muscular bodies before they start their show.
"Yet it's time to remove the pin-up posters of my favorite Chippendales from the wall.
"I can no longer look at them. They make me horny as hell," Ashley concluded.
Staring at those scantily clad men surrounding her bed caused the Village People's 70s song
'YMCA'
to bounce around in Ashley's head. While mouthing the words to its chorus line, she tried to imagine what would happen if she spent an evening there surrounded by macho cowboys, beefy construction workers, bikers, sailors, and other randy men into gangbangs. You didn't have to be gay to have fun at the
'Y'
Ashley guessed.
Ashley awoke with an impressive puddle in her underpants, resulting from recurrent wet dreams of one of her imagined lovers. Last night, it was the substitute teacher who recently showed up at her high school. That she was at the peak of her ovulation cycle didn't help.
The girl promised her mother she wouldn't lose her virginity until her junior year in college. If she could hold out for three years, she'd get a $100k Porsche for her 21
st
birthday. Her mother also agreed to cover her college expenses.
Despite what was at stake financially, Ashley feared defaulting on the binding contract with her controlling mother. Her raging hormones were out of control. Ashley was the most popular girl at school. She was a knockout, and heterosexual guys and lesbians hit on her daily. Nevertheless, she hadn't passed third base with any of them.
Apprehensive of what she might find, Ashley approached the full-length mirror in her bedroom. She removed her nightshirt and panties and stared at her nude body. Ashley was stunned by what she saw in the mirror.
"I swear it's the size of a mini cock. Shit, my clit's enormous.
"Did it grow last night, expecting to be played with this morning? How did that happen?
"What the hell is going on? It's embarrassing," Ashley admitted. She stared in shock at her enlarged clit and swollen labia at the bottom of her perfectly trimmed landing strip.
"What will I do when I start college in the fall with so many beefcakes around to tempt me further?
"Three years to go? That's impossible, even with the help of my arsenal of sex toys.
"How can I get out of my frustrating predicament?
"I can't get pregnant if I take it in the ass. Maybe I can convince Mom that anal sex isn't part of our chastity agreement?
"I have to go to school like this? You're kidding me.
"Yikes, I'm a wreck.
"Why did the batteries in my favorite vibrator die? Why didn't I have replacements? What an idiot," Ashley concluded. She shook her head in disgust.
Ashley dressed and headed to the kitchen to grab something to eat before her school bus arrived. Despite her attempt to dampen her sexual appetite by wolfing down a plate of brownies, she kept thinking of a hot guy with enough stamina to fuck her for hours.
Her chocolate therapy approach wasn't working. Her clit was tingling, and she was aroused. Ashley realized what she had to do. As occurred with increasing frequency in recent weeks, she needed her father's help to deal with her predicament. She glanced at the clock on the wall.
"It's early. I have enough time if I make haste.
"Here I come, Daddy. Hee-hee, I know you'll be glad to see me.
"It's time to lick my pussy. Your low-calorie meal is ready.
"I'm providing your favorite breakfast in bed this morning.
"My snatch is delicious. I know you're addicted to its fragrance and flavor.
"You better be awake. It's time for some family fun," Ashley chuckled.
Grinning, Ashley proceeded down the hall to her parent's bedroom. Once there, she stood at its entrance and lightly fingered herself. Due to the emerging sunlight entering the room, Ashley could see her sleeping father on the bed he shared with her mother. Margaret Jones was the owner and CEO of one of the top investment firms in the country.
"There you are, Daddy. Don't try to hide under the bed covers. You can't escape me," Ashley murmured.
The lights were on in the adjoining master bathroom. Ashley noticed her mother was there, concentrating on her makeup. Her mother's daily beautification/revitalization process took thirty minutes to complete, longer if she found a strand of gray hair on her head. The latter drove her crazy. Margaret decided to go with a smooth coochie to ensure her studs wouldn't encounter any gray or white hair when they ate her out and then fucked her. Her stylish bob on her head was another matter.
Tiptoeing into the room, Ashley approached the snoozing man. She stood next to his side of the bed. Ashley didn't waste time removing her blouse and bra. Instead, she pulled down her underpants, letting them drop to the floor. Next, Ashley yanked up her miniskirt and tucked its front into the belt around her waist. She then placed her exposed pussy next to his face. She liked waking up her father to its earth aroma. He got more enthused when that happened. Ashley waited a few seconds.