Thinking of Daddy

“That’s it Baby, cum for Daddy”

Hot right? Oh, absolutely! Hearing that is enough to throw me over the edge without another thought! “Yes Daddy” immediately springs to mind…

I’ve been thinking a lot about “Daddy” lately.

About how he would tease me with his hands and tongue, how he could drive me crazy until I desperately beg for his cock. Every deliciously depraved thing he likes me to do for, with or to him… being owned and used in all the best ways. Daddy will always get what he wants after all.

But also how he might text me from work on his lunch break, or check in to see if I’m drinking my water. The cuddles, back tickles or forehead kisses he would give after a session, and the easy conversation. How proud he will be when I accomplish something hard or wrap me in his arms when I fail. Oh the way I need this in my life…

I’ve met a few guys that like this in theory. They like having a good little girl to make them happy. Someone to say “Yes Daddy” at their every whim. But this dynamic is so different to others, it’s nuanced and special. It’s so much more than just roles we play and words we say to each other in bed. It’s caring, intimate and loving in so many different ways.

Maybe I’ve romanticised it a little too much, or maybe I’m better suited to 24/7. I’m probably even just rambling a little 😅 But I’m definitely a Daddy’s girl…

I just haven’t met him yet