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Chapter 4

Dani -

I needed lunch, with Mar.

She may not fully get everything I'm into, but she accepted it anyways.

I get that my, taste, is different.

But I am who I am.

No matter what pain may be attached, I promised to stop hiding.

I loved to care for someone.

To take charge.

Offer comfort from harmless things.

Insist on a healthy lifestyle.

Have the power to tell someone they will do things my way.

Always choosing what is best for them.

Being trusted that my choices will always be in their best interest.

No, I didn’t think a sexual relationship with a parent was a turn on, sexy, or in any way at all ok.

But being called Mommy was so powerful.

Mommy chooses what's best for you.

Takes care of you.

Protects you.

Tells you what to do.

Plays with you.

Acts silly with you.

Spoils you.

Loves you no matter what.

I found, that I liked providing that.

No, I didn’t, in any way, believe in actual parent child stuff.

It's sick.

The end.

But that kind of trust, with someone truly unrelated.....

Can you imagine something more powerful?

To fully trust someone the way a child trusted a parent.

For me it's as simple as last night.

We were on the path for hot sex.

But playing with animal crackers like we did, was sexier for me.

I liked that kind of connection.

I know just how rare it was.

Sexual chemistry wasn't hard to find.

It was not hard for me to meet someone.

Towards the end of high school, I started accepting the attraction I always felt towards girls.

I dated plenty of guys, and I did really care for them, but it wasn't the same.

Sexually, yeah.

But emotionally, I couldn't connect with guys the way I did girls.

My freshman year, I met a girl at a mixer.

We hooked up, a lot.

Finally made it legit.

A few months in, something that started as a joke, got a little more serious.

Watching porn together, often, we would say we just found the Mommy category funny.

But the sex was always hotter.

We were really going at it one night, sheets soaked, and kept going.

Her ankles were locked behind my head, her hands in my hair,and she started moaning ‘Oooooooh Mommy’.

It sparked something in me and I didn't stop until she squirted all over my face.

I crawled up her body, kissing every inch of her flesh that I could.

She cuddled into me, and was practically a different person.

She was acting childlike, like a toddler cuddling their mom.

I kissed her forehead, and quietly whispered ‘Mommy loves you, sweet girl.’

She nuzzled into me, sighing in comfort and said ‘I love you more Mommy.’ then we both went to sleep.

At first it was only at night when she would get cuddly, and during sex.

But being Mommy, started spreading into other aspects of our relationship.

Starting small, putting in a kids movie now and then.

I started going into ‘Mommy mode’ when I needed to exert authority, like if she didn't want to do her school work, or go to bed.

It gradually became a huge part of our relationship.

We were equals.

We loved each other, even with the painful twist in our romance.

Marisala definitely had a reason to worry.

It was bad, beyond bad.

Marisala let me moan and groan while we finished lunch, then we headed to the pizza place.

Even though we called ahead there was a delay.

I went back to the house to lay down and Marisala stayed to get the pizza.

The house was almost clean when I got there.

One of the freshman sisters, Angela, stopped when she saw me and started digging in her pocket.

Angela: ‘I was getting trash out of the bushes along the sidewalk, and found this. Looks like the screen got scratched up, but maybe if you charge it....’

I took the watch from her and hugged her, kissing her cheek.

‘You're done cleaning for the day! Enjoy the pizza!’

I hurried to my room and held my charger to the watch, which thankfully matched.

I tapped my foot anxiously waiting for it to charge so I could try to turn it on.

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