1. Finding My Daddy (Reposted)


    Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Domination/submission, Male/Female, Romance, Author: phyco, Rating: 93.3, Source: sexstories.com

    barely slept that night as I waited for a reply laying on my dorm bed. I had to pull the cover over me and the laptop to stop my roommate’s complaints about the light. Daddy replied as he always did and I posted a few more times before I created an account. Daddy seemed nice as we chatted off over the weeks. I was a little nervous when he asked for a picture the first time we chatted, I must admit. I had been down this road before but I posted one of my face as he had requested. I waited day after day for the request I knew was coming next as we chatted but it never came. My friends all told me the same thing that I expected but he never asked for naked pictures of me nor did he post naked pictures of himself. His pictures on his profile were just him being him. I had to laugh when I asked daddy to KIK with me so we could talk easier. It took several emails to explain to him what KIK was and how to use it before he was on my phone. We chatted a lot over the weeks that followed. I had even said half serious and half joking that I wanted him to come meet me several times. My stomach always knotted up as soon as I hit the send button, but Daddy just ignored it for the most part and teased me but never took me to serious. I knew from our talks and daddies stories he was the very dominate type but he was nothing like what his stories portray or the people leaving their rude posts said. I was slowly getting a growing interest in a daddy/daughter or maybe Dom/slave lifestyle, I ...
    had always been the submissive type but the daddy thing was interesting because daddy was much older than me. Daddy didn’t steer me either way he just helped me along where he could, by his own admission he was no DADDY or MASTER. He was just like me learning as he went, but he had many, many more years dabbling in the life then I. In fact his real children were close to my age, which I think was an internal struggle daddy faced though he never said as much. Daddy, unlike me, was very open in his life he didn’t hide things from his family. Me, I had to keep mine hidden my family wouldn’t understand even if it was just talk and stories. I was young so in my mind my life would be over or atleast changed forever. I know the people that loved me would look at me different if they knew. We continued to chat and I continued to joke about meeting him, less joking and more serious as time went along, but I still got a not in my stomach every time I sent the invitation. The last time I asked he said yes and told me to pick a date, I thought I was going to puke my stomach knotted up so fast and hard. I had never even heard Daddy’s voice and only those few pictures on his profile. I wanted to back out and take it all back, delete my account and hide. The next day daddy chatted like we always did no pressure just his relaxed self as daddy always was. He never mentioned the meeting we had discussed the night before, It put my mind at ease. I thought about it almost constantly over the next ...
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