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The Lust For Older Daddie's Begins

By BabyDoll

submitted May 21, 2015

Categories: Bathhouse Tales, Gay Erotic Stories, Older/younger

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As a young boy, I felt a somewhat feminine in thought. Physically. My breasts were larger than normal and I was very small between my legs.By the time I was 10 or 11, I had begun to occasionally put on my mother's panties, bra , make-up and hair pieces when I was alone after school. This was a tremendous turn on and I had fantasies of a man seducing me while made up as a girl. By the time I was 18 or 20, I had found the location of a bathhouse that would become a regular destination for me for many years. My introduction to cocain at this time only added to my desire for sex with older men. My routine was identical for years....obtain the necessary items needed to get the desired effect. Alcohol, cocain, panties and perfume were the most important things needed. The following story is actually a true event and more or less what I was after everytime I had a chance to visit the baths. First came parking the car. Next was drinking a whole pint of alcohol all at once just before entering the darkness of the bathhouse and renting a room. In a warm boozy haze, I stripped naked to shower. I readied my crack pipe and panties just before going to shower. The hot water stung my body and only increased the excitement of the moment. In a hot glow of drunken numbness, my submissive side was unlocked. I carefully made my way back to my room to quickly dry myself. I applied perfume all over my body and slipped into my lacy panties. Next came the essential puff of crack that would unleash a feminine frenzy of passion. I sit down and open the door just as I writh in lust l. My eyes closed and soon the sound of my door closing was followed by the touching of my "pussy" and my nipples pinched by strong hands. Next came his body on mine and his kisses soon had me moaning and gasping in lust. His stubbley whiskers were grinding over my skin as his lovebites to my ears, neck and underarms made me feel like his captive. He whispered how my breasts turned him on. Soon he turned me onto my stomach so he could spread my asscheeks and tongue my ass with abandon. His licking and sucking had me squirming and panting as he tugged on my nipples and kissed and bit my neck and ears. I wanted his hot hungry mouth on my underarms and as if he could read my desires, my arms were pinned above my head so my shaven underarms could be nibbled. We deep kissed in passionate fury before he made me get in a 69 position for mutual sucking. He was all I could ask for as far as a "daddy" was concerned. We rested in the darkness. My back to him so his right hand cupped my "pussy" under my panties, and his left hand held my breast. This was more or less my usual routine at the bathhouse for many years.