Erotica: Turning a Respectable Woman into a Begging Daddy’s Girl

Another real story from me. As always the name has been changed for privacy.

I’m a sucker for a good girl, a willing submissive, a woman who demonstrates respect and wants to be utterly ruined in the bedroom. It’s by no surprise that I’d find the land of southern hospitality in Texas fertile soil for such wonderful women.

Evelyn was a 25 year old, small town, southern girl who just started her professional career in an extremely male dominated field where it's entirely socially acceptable to play power games. A common trope for women like this that are forced to compete in a hypermasculine world, only wishing to sink fully into the bliss of submission to a man they respect. She had a very cute and endearing face with medium length brunette hair, brown eyes, fair complexion, and always dolled up in a contemporary and fashionable wardrobe covering her petite frame and not showing much to her curvature. Appearances can be deceiving for those that take them at face value, as no one would suspect such an insatiable little girl beneath the proper veneer. 

I tend to be quite forthcoming about my sexuality, even if it’s a “vanilla” app, so when we matched on Hinge, I was intrigued to discover her interest in Dominance and submission, and with the amount of respect for which she showed. 

When we had our date I would only get a glimpse of what she may look like underneath, as she arrived in a flowy blue sundress and joined me in the 100 degree Texas heat in the bar’s patio. She was bubbly and full of stories, albeit a little ADHD, but cute nonetheless and took a lot of interest in my passions in education. 

Then she asked, “So what are you doing on Hinge?”

I told her I was looking for what I sent her, that I do have other partners, and just keeping things casual, but ok with things developing, however I would be gone in a year. She said she was also keeping things more casual and in her “lazy phase” meaning she did not want to put so much effort into the dates and have them be garbage. She said she doesn’t take the apps too seriously, but will take a relationship seriously if it’s worth putting effort into. 

She said most people are not as open and direct as I am, which she found refreshing and intriguing. Our conversation moved to sex and I started asking her about her experience in BDSM. She got shy, blushed, and giggly nervous as she was answering.

“Well I’m sure you’ve already pegged me… uh I mean no pun intended… but I’m probably submissive… Ok, yes I’m very submissive…” as she smiled and looked downward, trying to avoid eye contact.

Her experience was limited to her consumption of smut books and having a Dom online who had set rules and structure for her, but never any real experience in person. She said she’s been with other guys and might bring it up on the second or third “hangout”, but she was always disappointed to find that none of them were into it and ultimately her burgeoning desires would go unfulfilled.

“I’ve only done vanilla things. Not by my own desires though…”

I shared some of my experiences with her, being open about what I enjoyed, specifically around enjoying being a Daddy Dom. Her eyes lit up, enamoured by my stories, and began asking a lot of questions.

As we chatted she would sometimes ask a question that others may feel uncomfortable answering, and say “Sorry, you don’t have to answer that at all.” Of course I did not ever mind and would answer her questions as they were no big deal, because they weren’t. I’m assured in who I am and can share that.

Our conversation quieted as I looked at her from across the table, tension rising, and she nervously looked away with a cute grin on her face. I asked if she would like to come back to my place and without hesitation asked if we shall walk or take her car back. Then a pause…

“Would it be acceptable if I finished my drink?”

Acceptable? What a respectable little miss. 

“Yes, you may.”

We chatted about other random topics as she finished her drink. I continued to tease and verbally play with her, both of us smiling and laughing about things. She finished, we went to her car, and started the short drive back to my place. 

When we were back at my place I let her get comfortable as she soaked up the attention from my pitbull lab who is the queen of the home.

“I like your place. Oh! I have a vape. Do you mind if I hit it here?” she said.

“No, I’d prefer that you not.” She smiled and left it in her purse.

I sat back and relaxed on the bed as she perused the apartment a bit.

“You have A LOT of books.” She had mentioned earlier in the date being introverted and having her nose buried in a book often.

“I also read quite a bit,” I calmly remarked.  

Then, she sat in the chair across from my bed.

“Come sit over here.” As I tapped on the bed next to me.

She smiled, “Do you want me to take my shoes off?”

I could tell this girl wanted to be led every step of the way.

She came over, sat on the bed next to me, eager for what was to come. She nervously began remarking about something else in the room before I quietly interrupted her, leaning in to kiss her, and her eagerly moving in closer to my lips. Truth be told, she was an ok kisser, darting her tongue into my mouth a little too often. She’d quickly learn to dance her lips with mine in the coming months, though. 

As we kissed, I pushed her by the shoulders back onto the comforter of the bed and slid my hands along her arms, pushing them above her head. As I reached her hands, I held them for a moment, kissing her deeply, and bringing them together. I let my hands firmly grasp her wrists, pinning them into the bed, and moving my thigh between her legs. As our tongues now entangled one another, she began pulsing her hips back and forth to grind on my thigh like a belly dancer, softly moaning with each stroke. It was the only movement she was allowed to do.

I pulled her sundress up above her waist to see the soft skin of her lovely legs and flat midriff. Her moans and movements were so enticing. I kissed and nibbled on her body. From the moment my teeth touched her supple skin, she went feral, moaning and moving around like crazy. I firmly pressed one hand into her hip bones as I held the dress in my other, continuing to let my mouth wander.

Her panties were visibly wet and it was not long before I had ripped them down to see how desperately her pussy wanted to be touched. I let my teeth mark the inside of her thighs, moving my mouth back and forth between them, only allowing my mouth to hover and let warm air touch her pussy lips before returning to the other thigh. I teasingly let my lips graze her pussy with soft kisses before I finally gave her the satisfaction of feeling my tongue lick from the bottom of her vulva to her clit, her exhaling in pleasurable relief. As I devoured her, I had to reach around her legs and firmly hold her down as she kept bucking like a wild animal. 

She began to pull her dress up more, so I stopped.

“Take that off. Now.” I commanded.

Quickly she pulled it over her head, threw it off the bed, followed by her bra. My eyes were delighted as they gazed upon her beautifully round and perky breasts with a delicious set of pierced nipples.

“Oh these are fucking beautiful” as I went into suck and bite her nipples, gasping everytime I would wrap my tongue round her piercings. As I continued to focus on her breasts, my hand wandered between her legs, rubbing my hand over her mound, and sliding my fingers between her soaked pussy lips. 

“OH FUCK! Oh daddy, daddy, daddy… daddyyyyy please don’t stop… ooohh fuck I want to cum. PLEASE! Can I cum???”

She begged, squirmed, and moaned as I kept running my fingers inside her, graciously servicing her g-spot. 

“Cum for me, babygirl.” 

I felt her grip around my fingers as she moaned in delight, he juices soaking the bed beneath her. I continued my pace, not letting up, pushing her over the edge for a second time.

Now it was my turn. I stood up to take my clothes off as she laid there with a cheeky smile, rocking her hips side to side. I laid back on the bed.

 “Come over here and suck Daddy’s cock.”

She eagerly came over and swallowed me in her mouth. She was very good, letting her spit shower my throbbing cock and ever so gently running her fingers across my balls.

“You like Daddy’s cock in your pretty little mouth, don’t you?”

She wouldn’t even take it out to answer. She just moaned so loudly and would suck faster. She couldn’t take it too deep in before gagging, but she did not care. She kept sacrificing her oxygen for my pleasure. Her bright pink nails shined as the spit dribbled over her fingers that were wrapped around my shaft.

Seeing her with such passion drove me wild and I wanted nothing more than to be deep inside her. I grabbed her hair by the root and pulled her head off my cock. I pushed her over and grabbed a condom from the nightstand.

As she laid back, I held my cock in my hand, and looked into her desperate eyes.

“How badly do you want this inside you?”

“OH GOD PLEASE! Please please please fuck meeee”

As much as I wanted to keep teasing her with it and hear her beg over and over again, the animal urge to fuck her senseless took over. We vigorously rocked our bodies together, griping each other tight, the only moments of quiet occurring when our lips were locked into one another. I fucked her hard and fast, one hand tightly gripping her hair, and one arm beneath her reaching across her back to her opposite shoulder, allowing me to grip and push her with force down on my cock as I thrusted. We both came hard. We couldn’t help ourselves.

As I waited for my refractory period to pass, I kept playing with her, teasing her with the magic wand and letting the vibrations pulsate from her pussy to the rest of her body. She was a girl that enjoyed internal stimulation more than external, so I laid next to her, biting her body as I let my fingers continue to fuck her eager little hole, taking her to a couple more orgasms. 

We took a breather for just a brief moment. She spooned with me, tilting her head back so we could make out more. It only took her moving her hips and her ass back into my crotch before I was rock hard and ready to go again.

“Want to feel Daddy deep inside you?” I teasingly asked with a smirk on my face.

“Oh yes Daddy, pleeeease! Please fuck meee.”

Told her to grab the condom on the nightstand and she eagerly jumped at it. She watched me with the biggest, cutest smile on her adorable face as I slid it over me. She laid back down to snuggle back into my body as I cuddled up behind her and pushed my cock into her tight pussy. As I reached around and held her perfect tits in my hand, I slowly moved my body with hers, whispering how good of a little girl she was being for her Daddy. 

Our breathing became heavy and movement quicker before I pushed her over and rolled on top of her, pinning her wrists into the bed, and roughly fucking her from behind. I called her the dirtiest things my mind would come up with and shoved my cock as deep as I could. I’d pull her hair back, latch on like an animal with my teeth on her shoulders, and reach around underneath to choke her or use her tits like riding handles. 

She’d growl, moan, squirm, and repeatedly keep begging “daddy, daddy, daddy, ohhhh fuck you feel so fucking good… gawddd you’re too deep… you’re stretching me out…” We fucked like that for what felt like forever and honestly couldn’t even count the number of times she orgasmed.

Eventually I needed to recoup, so I rolled over to the edge of the bed and demanded her get on top. She wrapped her arms around me and grinded her petite frame on my cock with enthusiasm as I sat on the edge of the bed. I stood up with my cock still inside her, turned around, and threw her back on the bed. I crawled on top and pinned her legs back to fuck her as deep as I could until she was begging for me to cum.

“Oh daddy, pleeeassse. Please cum inside meee. God please. Oh I want to fill you cum inside my little pussy soo bad. Pleeeeease!” 

I pushed her legs back further, thrusted as deeply as I could, and kissed her as every ounce of semen I had left my body. She wrapped her legs around me and did not want me ever to take my cock out, giving a bratty whine any time I motioned to do so.

Afterwards, we cuddled as I softly ran my hands over her glowing skin.

“Someone’s so smiley. How come?” I said really cheekily.

She smirked, “Ohhh I don’t knooow. It was just a really good day. The weather was great.” followed by a giggle.

Over the course of year I’d show Evelyn a lot of new experiences like bondage, orgasm control, teaching her some Tantra, and taking her to her first play party and fucking her among the sounds of others experiencing pleasure. This nice, respectable, polite girl turned into an incredibly submissive and kinky little miss and all those vanilla guys seriously missed out.