Darkdaddy61
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- Sep 18, 2022
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My phone buzzed. “I’m on my way.”
My heart began to race. We had been chatting for a while at this point and had gotten to know one another pretty well. The initial intent was to keep it restricted to on-line given the circumstances in which we both lived out our lives and it was working out well. We both found an opportunity to safely share our sexual desires and even have opportunity to find fulfillment in those, albeit from a distance. But, the relationship we had built extended far beyond that.
She was younger than I, with quite a significant age gap in play. As a result I found myself as much a care giver, nurturer, and guide, as I did her Dominant. Right from the beginning, there was a desire to pour into all areas of her life and as she became more comfortable with that, there was an ever growing opportunity to do so. And that only enhanced what had already been a very strong sexual component to our relationship.
We talked about many things - life goals and dreams not to mention everyday things for which we needed encouragement or wanted to celebrate with someone who was likeminded. We also talked about our fantasies and desires and managed to find ways to fulfill those as best we could. And even though it was imperfect it worked well for us. There were enough opportunities to play via chat, whether text, voice, or video, that we were able to build and grow in that area. And as we did our desires grew deeper and stronger for one another.
One of our favorite activities would be when I would encourage her to begin to touch herself, and as that continued I would edge her, asking her very personal questions. Safe words were in play so if at any time a particular question struck a chord, she could switch directions. But, that never occurred as there had been enough safety and security in what we had built that she would answer every question I posed, getting her closer and closer before finally relenting and letting her orgasm with those confessed memories, recent or past, still running through her head as I demanded she continue to cum, extracting as much please out of her body as I possibly could.
And then there was an unexpected week coming forward. I had gotten a contract local to her and would be coming to town so that I could fulfill what was needed for that contract. Despite the initial intent, we had agreed to meet and to experience in person what we had only been able to experience from afar.
I had been anticipating this moment with eagerness. So much so that when I received that text I physically began to shake and shiver as if I was underdressed for cold weather. I wasn’t of course. I was dressed in blue jeans and a pressed white button down shirt, tucked in with a soft black leather belt completing that look. I decided the best thing I could do was to check the final elements of what had been out into place. Silk ties and blindfold. Simple enough as she was going to bring some other things that she already owned.
The shaking subsided as I head a knock on the door. I breathed deeply and exhaled slowly as I open the door and saw her darker complexioned form standing before me. Her hair hung to about midway down her back. She was dressed in short heels and a sundress, carrying a smaller overnight type bag in one hand. Her smile was wide and when I returned that smile, shyness crept across and caused her to look downward. I smiled warmly and placed a crooked index finger under her chin, lifting her head so I could look her in the eyes.
“No need to look down, little one. Ever.”
And with that I stepped to the side so that she could come in. As she passed I could see the fullness of her bare back as the sundress was tied only behind her back and just above her waist. There was a stirring in my jeans as we had talked many times about how sexy I found a woman’s back and here she was, her back on full display, contrasting beautifully with the color of her sundress, obscured a bit only by her hair.
The door shut and after setting her bag on a bench near the hotel room door, she went to turn around, stopped by my hands placed gently on her shoulders. I leaned forward and spoke gently into her ear. “Welcome, little one. Daddy is so happy to see you and loves how you dressed for him,” I spoke, as my fingers slid under her hair and began to untie the bow behind her neck.
*****
Seeking a woman for the role, preferably one who is submissive and even a baby girl. There will be some interrogation play involved, focused on my partner’s sexual past. It will be during that interrogation that her body will be teased and played with, edging her repeatedly until I finally give her permission to cum when I am satisfied with the responses. She will be bound and blindfolded during this. Ideally, my writing partner will be able to open with some character development and even highlight what she brought in that overnight bag. My desire is to see the story unfold in the first person even though the introduction was more third person.
New to posting here in this forum so I hope what I did was okay.
My heart began to race. We had been chatting for a while at this point and had gotten to know one another pretty well. The initial intent was to keep it restricted to on-line given the circumstances in which we both lived out our lives and it was working out well. We both found an opportunity to safely share our sexual desires and even have opportunity to find fulfillment in those, albeit from a distance. But, the relationship we had built extended far beyond that.
She was younger than I, with quite a significant age gap in play. As a result I found myself as much a care giver, nurturer, and guide, as I did her Dominant. Right from the beginning, there was a desire to pour into all areas of her life and as she became more comfortable with that, there was an ever growing opportunity to do so. And that only enhanced what had already been a very strong sexual component to our relationship.
We talked about many things - life goals and dreams not to mention everyday things for which we needed encouragement or wanted to celebrate with someone who was likeminded. We also talked about our fantasies and desires and managed to find ways to fulfill those as best we could. And even though it was imperfect it worked well for us. There were enough opportunities to play via chat, whether text, voice, or video, that we were able to build and grow in that area. And as we did our desires grew deeper and stronger for one another.
One of our favorite activities would be when I would encourage her to begin to touch herself, and as that continued I would edge her, asking her very personal questions. Safe words were in play so if at any time a particular question struck a chord, she could switch directions. But, that never occurred as there had been enough safety and security in what we had built that she would answer every question I posed, getting her closer and closer before finally relenting and letting her orgasm with those confessed memories, recent or past, still running through her head as I demanded she continue to cum, extracting as much please out of her body as I possibly could.
And then there was an unexpected week coming forward. I had gotten a contract local to her and would be coming to town so that I could fulfill what was needed for that contract. Despite the initial intent, we had agreed to meet and to experience in person what we had only been able to experience from afar.
I had been anticipating this moment with eagerness. So much so that when I received that text I physically began to shake and shiver as if I was underdressed for cold weather. I wasn’t of course. I was dressed in blue jeans and a pressed white button down shirt, tucked in with a soft black leather belt completing that look. I decided the best thing I could do was to check the final elements of what had been out into place. Silk ties and blindfold. Simple enough as she was going to bring some other things that she already owned.
The shaking subsided as I head a knock on the door. I breathed deeply and exhaled slowly as I open the door and saw her darker complexioned form standing before me. Her hair hung to about midway down her back. She was dressed in short heels and a sundress, carrying a smaller overnight type bag in one hand. Her smile was wide and when I returned that smile, shyness crept across and caused her to look downward. I smiled warmly and placed a crooked index finger under her chin, lifting her head so I could look her in the eyes.
“No need to look down, little one. Ever.”
And with that I stepped to the side so that she could come in. As she passed I could see the fullness of her bare back as the sundress was tied only behind her back and just above her waist. There was a stirring in my jeans as we had talked many times about how sexy I found a woman’s back and here she was, her back on full display, contrasting beautifully with the color of her sundress, obscured a bit only by her hair.
The door shut and after setting her bag on a bench near the hotel room door, she went to turn around, stopped by my hands placed gently on her shoulders. I leaned forward and spoke gently into her ear. “Welcome, little one. Daddy is so happy to see you and loves how you dressed for him,” I spoke, as my fingers slid under her hair and began to untie the bow behind her neck.
*****
Seeking a woman for the role, preferably one who is submissive and even a baby girl. There will be some interrogation play involved, focused on my partner’s sexual past. It will be during that interrogation that her body will be teased and played with, edging her repeatedly until I finally give her permission to cum when I am satisfied with the responses. She will be bound and blindfolded during this. Ideally, my writing partner will be able to open with some character development and even highlight what she brought in that overnight bag. My desire is to see the story unfold in the first person even though the introduction was more third person.
New to posting here in this forum so I hope what I did was okay.
