Daddy's Strange Demand

Normally, Daddy sometimes has reservations about me wearing anything too fem when He fucks me. That has always been sort of a bummer in our relationship because I've always desired so much to be my Daddy's bitch, and here it is, He just didn't realize how much better of a faggot I could be if He would only just let me loose.

Anyway, one night close to the date of our monthly hookup, I get a text from Him. The text reads, "Be pregnant my bitch". His English is very broken so is His writing of the language. So, I simply texted Him asking Him what He wanted of me. He then called me. He NEVER calls me. He spoke hesitantly as if He was ashamed of what He was about to ask of me. He also may have been drinking, which never helps. He whispers, "Come over dressed to get pregnant". I didn't know wtf that meant. Now I KNOW He'd been drinking because He never has me come to His place plus, we'd already set a date and place to meet later in the month. This was so out of character. I agreed, but still wasn't sure of what He meant about dressing pregnant.

I Googled, "Dress to get pregnant" to see if That was a thing, to no avail. I finally decided to wear an old loose house dress I had stuffed in my closet that I figured a pregnant girl would wear because it was loose. By no means was it as sexy as any other items I'd worn for Him, but I was just lost and decided to take a chance on him liking it. After all, if He didn't like it, He could always just rip it off of me and slap me for wearing it. I decided not to wear shoes to fit the "bare foot and pregnant" cliche and wore a head scarf. Gosh, I was so unattractive compared to how I usually present myself to Him. All that was missing was a fucking mud pack.

I ride-share to His house where the front door is unlocked. I'm wearing a house dress, eye liner, a little blush, no shoes and no panties under my dress. As always, I'm smooth, douched and drunk just how Daddy likes me. On the way He texted me to bring Him a fresh drink before I come upstairs into His bedroom where He'd be waiting for me. I make His drink like a good bitch. But, I'm still not sure if He wanted me looking the way I did, so I'm nervous.

I walk in with His drink in hand towards His bedside where He sat up, jerking His cock. He took one look at me and I saw lust in His eyes like I'd never seen in any man's eyes before. He turned into an a****l. He slapped the drink from me, bent me on His mattress and rubbed His dick with saliva while He lifted my dress above my waist with his other hand. He took my pussy right there. He didn't even make me suck His dick. I felt Him thrusting inside my pussy, fucking me hard like my pussy was the last pussy on the planet. I was screaming inside the pillow I was hugging, but I didn't want Him to stop. The lack of lube made even more friction and destroyed my pussy even more. As Daddy fucked me, He's talking dirty. But not His usual, "Take Daddy's dick!" kind of talk. This time, it was different. He's whispering to me, "Take Daddy's seed in your pussy and be my pregnant bitch. Daddy cum in you and put a baby in your belly".

That shit had me so wet, I no longer needed lube.For the first time ever, my asspussy actually self lubricated. At least, that's how it felt. I'd never felt more like not only a bitch but as a slutty girl that was letting a man cum in her and get her pregnant. My voice got higher as I moaned and in between feminine moans I begged Daddy to fuck me harder and cum in me. I got into the role play in the heat of passion and told Him I wanted to have His baby. When I said that, I felt the head of Daddy's dick swell up in my pussy, touching all the walls of my asspussy. I then feel one long inward thrust and a moan from Daddy, pouring His warm seamen into me like white lava. Meanwhile, He's pushing my face down in a puddle of my own sweat, saliva, makeup, tears and mucus that He pushed out of every opening in my cranium by fucking me in my ass. Daddy kept fucking me, using His cum as lube now until His dick softened up.

I was so glad I did good. We were both out of breath but as always, I went into the bathroom for hot towels to wipe Daddy off. But Daddy reminded me that we were in His home. This time, He stepped into the entire shower and made me wash His entire body from head to toe with his sperm still sloshing around in my cunt. I didn't ever want his seed to fall out of me. Daddy had fun rubbing soap on my titties while I cleaned Him. I then dried Him off. He laid in the bed while I rub baby oil on His Body. When I got to rubbing His dick, He started to get hard all over again. My pussy was very sore and I'm so glad He understood without saying a word, because if He wanted more pussy, I would have had to have given it to Him, even if it hurt. Instead, I let Him sit on my chest and fuck my mouth until He shot His cum down my throat. That was satisfactory for Him. So, my job was done. After He came in my mouth, He rolled over and stared at His phone. That was my cue to get dressed and get out and not necessarily in that order. I stumbled out of his bedroom, called a ride share and waited on His front porch for my ride. Meanwhile, I think about the beautiful mess He must have stirred up inside of me. The thought made me tingle from behind and my clit got a little chubby. I went back home, and took care of that.

Since that night, He seemed different. He pays more attention to licking my breasts, rubbing my clit and fingering me. He lets me get away with more and more feminine attire to bed. He still wants it off while He fucks me. But now He peels it off Himself and seems to enjoy it. Maybe He's finally realizing the girl I want to be for Him and He's starting to appreciate it.