A Top Becomes Daddy’s Doll

This is my first submission to the ISS site. But the recent experience that I had when I became daddy’s doll, made me feel like sharing it with the rest of the community.

I’m a manly guy, 29 years old, 178 cm tall, athletic, and versatile by preference. I came across a profile on Grindr of a 50-year-old man, who was top by preference. When it comes to being with mature men, I have had this fantasy where I wanted my man to play the top role. Hence I started chatting with him.

We continued to chat for a few days. Then he decided that he wanted to make love to me like a husband loves his wife on their wedding night. The idea initially did not appeal to me because I had never imagined myself in that situation. I have never felt the urge to be girlish or portraying a woman’s role.

But as we discussed it more, I developed an inquisitiveness for the idea and looked forward to our meeting. He began calling me babydoll and wanted me to address him as daddy. Finally, when we decided on our meeting, I asked him if he wanted me to do something.

He asked me to remove the hair from my chest and front, pubes, sac, and ass. I had never done that. I went to the chemist shop and bought ‘Veet.’ I wasn’t aware that one shouldn’t use it around sensitive areas. I ended up smearing my dick, pubes, sac, and ass with it.

I felt the stinging sensation, but, thankfully, without much damage. I was able to get rid of the thick, coarse, and abundant hair that I had everywhere. Now my groin felt so smooth and nice that I loved the feel of it. I also removed the hair on my chest and applied body lotion on my body.

I liked the way it all looked so white and milky. I shaved off my armpit hair. All this made me get into the mindset of what I was to expect that night. I left for his place with my heart beating fast. Tonight was different from any of my previous sex dates as I was a girlish looking guy now looking forward to giving a blowjob.

We met near his home. I looked at him. He was an old man in his late fifties, and he wasn’t someone I would have dated otherwise. But I wanted to give this a try. I sat in his car, and he took me to his home. We tiptoed into his house in order not to wake up others.

When I entered his room, he closed the door behind me and asked me to take a shower. I went into the shower keeping the gate open. As I was drying myself after the shower, he came inside and gave me a tiny packet, saying that this was my outfit, and left.

I took it and opened it. I was surprised by what I saw, and I never expected this to happen. There was a white lingerie set. The feeling of that delicate item in my hand was in itself very new. Only after a while, I realized that I had to adorn it.

It was very tiny. I was looking at it from different angles to see how to get into the upper garment. The panty was made of lace and silk and was tiny. But as I got into it, the fabric and lace stretched to the extent that it fitted me perfectly, though tightly.

I moved my hand on the panty’s white fabric, and it felt unreal on my body. The feeling of this panty covering my shaved bums and balls gave me a raging hard-on. It was popping out of the panty, and I tucked it in.

After great difficulty, I took the bra and managed to wear it. But once I wore it, it also fitted me perfectly. Now, I looked at myself from different angles, front, and back. I moved my hands on my body and the new outfit. I really felt flattered and was feeling very different.

Though this was my first time, I felt at ease, gradually. I decided that I had to give my best tonight. With this thought, I opened the gate of the bathroom. My man was sitting on his bed, with his feet on the sides. I sat down and placed my hands on his feet.

I put my head on his knees and held his thighs like a devoted wife. He lovingly touched my forehead and moved his fingers in my hair. I buried my face in his crotch, covered by clothing. He told me that I looked beautiful. I took his feet and kissed them, and then he raised me up.

He lifted me in his arms. I was so happy and worried at the same time. Should he get a heart attack by this effort, I would find it difficult to explain the situation. He placed me on the bed, and I felt so sexy. I spread my body, covered by just the sexy lingerie, on the bed, and he joined me.

Our first kiss lasted for a long time, and none of us was letting the other person go. I melted into his arms and truly felt like a woman on her wedding night. His warmth, his kindness, his tenderness- all of it was overwhelming.

He was feeling my tits through the bra. He sucked one after the other nipple, giving each of them the required attention and time. There was no hurry, and I was in heaven. He moved his hand down my body, feeling the smoothness of my torso, which was now soft and smooth.

He gradually brought his hands on my bums and squeezed them one after the other. I kissed him more passionately. He was constantly feeding me his saliva, and I was gladly accepting it. Our kiss remained unbroken as he was exploring my body, which was his for this night.

He gradually put his hand inside the panty and rubbed my ass hole with his finger. I hugged him tightly with closed eyes. We continued to kiss as he kept repeating these actions, focussing on my tits, and now what had become my man cunt. I was feeling really comfortable with him.

After a while, he gradually undressed me. Let me tell you, removing those tightly fitting garments wasn’t easy. But I was finally naked in his presence. I also removed his clothes. I kissed his cock, which was at full mast, and buried my nose between his sac and thighs.

He kissed me again and then signaled me to go down. I knew that I had to now worship his manhood. I slowly went down and kissed his dick. I pursed my lips and took the dick inside my mouth, carefully avoiding the teeth. Gradually, my lips brushed his pubic hair.

I had fully taken this mature man’s dick inside, with my throat muscles tightly squeezing it. He now started giving me instructions about what to do. Asking me to kiss his dick, lick it, suck it and repeat. I kept doing this again and again.

I was getting tired. Sensing that, he brought me up and kissed me again, telling me that I did well. I cuddled against him. He started putting his fingers inside my mouth and using my spit as a lubricant to finger my man cunt.

Initially, the pain was sharp because my last fuck was around 4 months ago. But I relaxed. Two of his fingers were sliding in easily. Once my canal was slick and slimy, he asked me to give his dick a nice suck.

Knowing well that I was going to be fucked hereafter, I gave his dick a nice suck and coated it with as much drool as I could. The slimy dick was shining with spit, and he asked me to sit on it. I placed the dick on the entrance of my cunt and gradually bore down.

The tip went inside, followed by the head, which stretched my sphincter. I felt a sharp pain. But my own weight and the willingness to be a good wife made me take his whole length inside. Gradually the pain subsided, replaced by a feeling of fullness in my ass.

As I got comfortable, he started thrusting. I also started matching his thrusts with an up and down riding motion on his cock. After a while, we changed to a missionary position without taking the dick out of where it belonged.

I placed my legs on his shoulders, wrapping them around his neck, as he started fucking me. I saw into his eyes, and he saw into mine. We made love, and I felt so fulfilled. He had told me that he would breed me and had shared his recent HIV report.

I felt him tense up as he reached his climax, and his speed and thrusts increased. I cooperated fully, squeezing the insides of my cunt. I felt as his warm seed filled my insides and coated my gut. His dick moved in and out more easily now, as I felt cum leaking out. The feeling was overwhelming.

Before I realized it, even I started cumming, without even touching my dick. He slowly removed his dick from my cunt, and we showered together. As we returned to the bed, it felt so satisfying that I cuddled against him. We slept peacefully till the next morning when I tiptoed out of his house.