Messages to Daddy

[TheMindProbed]

Messages to Daddy- (closed for Daddy)

I miss you. I miss us. Thoughts of you infiltrate every aspect of my life.

I would say I love you, but I constantly question if I was actually in love with a facade you created after probing my mind so thoroughly or if I was the one who fooled myself. Does it matter which? I'm not sure.

I know we can never be. But I had to write somewhere and get all these thoughts and feelings and desires ( omg the desires never stop) out. Maybe that will make me feel better. I'm not sure you'll ever see this, but getting it out of me is the point.

I have thought about doing this for at least a month. It's been 2 years and a month since I ripped myself away from you and you are still ever present. I'm hoping this will heal the wound on my heart.

The other day I listened to some of the audio stories you had made. The sound of your voice brought me to tears. I wanted to snuggle into your chest like when you would call me your little monkey.

When I wake in the night, I wonder, "are you awake too?" like would happen when we were together...sometimes I even look at my phone, but you aren't there inquiring what am I doing up before i even type a word. I wonder if you feel me sexually mentally reach for your caresses in the shower each morning? You always seemed to know things about me before I did.

I didn't think I would really do this so now I'm not sure what to say, I guess I will gather my thoughts and write more later.

 

[TheMindProbed]

"The mind plays what the heart can't delete"....I saw that quote a minute ago. It certainly gives clarity to what's happening for me.

I mourn the loss of you every day. Maybe not the loss of you, I'm still trying to wrap my head around how much was real and how much was orchestrated. But the space in my life and mind that you occupied is now a vast emptiness.

I watched a show on Netflix called YOU. There was so much in there that was so similar to us, it also gave me insight on how maybe it wasn't our 'true connection' that made us fit so well, maybe it was just your ever probing observations that made it easy for you to say and the right things. I'm so conflicted because even if it was just observations and not connection, you still saw me and knew me more than anyone else. I almost wish the great stuff hadn't happened so I could let it go....almost, because...well that subspace thing was some kind of earth shattering amazing.

Part of it was I yearn for who I became with you. I was so soft and so much more vulnerable than ever before. You wanted to claim me in so many ways, and I let you. I loved how you could never be close enough to me, how you always wanted a little more, that you were insatiable for me.

All the time I remember being asleep, adjusting positions and suddenly feeling your strong are snake sensuously around my waist and pulling me obsessively into the curve of your body. Even half asleep I could feel your growing hardness against my tush and couldn't resist the temptation to wiggle back into you. You don't appreciate a tease too much and would enter me immediately, in either spot depending on your desire. The wee hours were never for frantic sex. It was a time of firm embraces, bodies lapping against each other so firmly and so tensely but with the speed of a lake on a calm day lapping at the shore. Almost lazily, making only the tiniest of sounds, careful not to break the silence of the world. But there was nothing lazy about it. Even though there wasn't furious movement we would be sweating and breathing hard. I loved how tightly you gripped me when you would eventually cum in me, claiming me for yourself. I loved feeling your hot, slippery release inside me, and what it represented. Falling asleep with you still in me, the idea that you could never get close enough to me. And even when you were inside me, you just wanted a little be bit deeper.

Then of course when I recall the dinosaur claw dream I giggle uncontrollably. I miss laughing and being silly with you. Yes, I am sillier and freer than I was before you, but never so much as when with you.

 

[TheMindProbed]

Cherry Berry

Today I thought about our first real sit down discussion. How curious you seemed about me. How you couldn't help but touch me, even if it was only my booted ankle. How you looked at me so intently.

Even from the start you were going to swallow me up. I loved the audio story you later sent me about how you wished the day had gone. When you gently kissed me when I was leaving and I nipped your lip rather than letting me get in my car and go you would have kissed my harder. Made my lips tingle as I had made yours tingle. You would have brought me around to the other side of the columns where no one could directly see but we were still in public. Then pushing me back against the column you would have kissed me fiercely and lifted me up til my legs wrapped around your hips. Then you would have ground your hard denim covered cock against my leggings covered kitty until I was whimpering with desire. At which point you would have put me down and soun my around, "bend over and hold onto the ledge" you'd say as you roughly yanked down my leggings and tiny lace panties.

Then, knowing my shyness and self consciousness would make it unbearable you would take a moment to merely look at everything youd uncovered...my legs, tush, kitty and back...all exposed for you, waiting for what you wanted to do with it all. You'd trace your fingers down the muscles of my back and tush and then dip one into my kitty, feeling how I'd be burning for you. Inviting you. You'd position your cock against my kitty and shove it in hungrily.

You'd drive yourself into me so hard that the differences in our heights would allow my feet to be lifted from the ground. Connected to earth only by my hands and your cock. You'd like looking at me you said, that it seemed as if I was your little doll. The idea of being your anything intrigued me so much. I listened to that story countless times.

You were burrowing into my head and we had only shared 1 beer, 1 lunch, and 1 kiss at this point.

https://youtu.be/8J_XjOdA3so

 

[TheMindProbed]

Who's_Your_Daddi loved tons of my photos on the site where we met. For a moment I thought it was you and my heart stopped.

Your probing of my mind has really done a number on me...in some ways I knew I was your most precious thing ever. Knew it in every fiber of my being. I also came to know you call every girl tour treasure, fall in love easily, and just need your bed filled every night....

There was a post in the other site about what are your turn ons/offs. I listed all of mine and realized you fit every single one, in both lists.

I don't know how that is possible. I hate that I want you so much. But I will go to the shower now, knowing when I bring the pulsing showerhead to my kitty my mind will always drift back to you. Moths and flames and all that.

"Who's is this?", you would ask while attending to various parts of my body. "Yours", I would say dreamily. Clearly, my mind is definitely yours Daddy.