Loving My Baby Girl

An Older Woman, Younger Woman story.

As much as I absolutely adore being called mommy. there’s something about being called daddy that just does it for me differently (at times).

Mommy feels soft and tender. Like you want to be held and taken care of and babied through everything. Like you need warmth and gentleness and someone to tell you you’re doing so well. Like you’re curled up on me after and pressing your face into my neck and just needing to be close. Needing to feel safe. and I love that. I love being that.

but Daddy,

Daddy feels like something else entirely.

Daddy is you on your knees with your cheek pressed soft against my strap on, my packer, looking up at me like you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be.

Daddy is what slips out when I'm fucking you and you’re so far gone you’ve stopped choosing your words. Daddy is you with your hands tied and your hips moving and your voice breaking on it because you can’t help it. Daddy is what you call me when you’re desperate and needy and brainless from how good it feels.

Daddy is what you say when I've got you by the hair.

Mommy is what you say when you want me to let go.

Mommy you call when you’re small and soft and need to be held together. when you’re crying and you need someone to wipe your face and tell you you’re doing so well. when you just need warmth and closeness and to feel completely safe.

Daddy you call when you want to be taken apart, when I’m fucking you deep and slow and you’re trying so hard to be good and it just, falls out of you. When I’ve got my hand around your throat and you’re not thinking about anything except how much you need me.

Mommy soothes you.

Daddy ruins you.

Mommy holds you after.

Daddy is why you need to be held.

and I love being both. I love that you know exactly which one to reach for and when.

I love that the same person who calls me mommy while I’m stroking your hair and telling you how proud I am will call me Daddy when Im fucking her through the mattress.

I love that both versions of me live in the same body and you feel the difference every single time.

“At the end of the day all I really want to hear are the words “I’m Yours”.

I’ve had people tell me “be careful, there are a lot of predatory younger women out there looking for a sugar momma, who would want to take advantage of you”.

As if it’s not what I want lol.

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