So, I haven’t updated in a while. A while back, I had enough BS from my former Daddy and I quit. After almost 3 years in an LDR in which he promised to visit regularly and move after I graduated, he never followed through. Wouldn’t even discuss it or start making a plan. He also stopped communicating with me. I went and counted the number of words he said to me in an entire week via text, which was our main method, and it was right around 200 words in a full 7 days. That was it for me, and I walked away.
A few days later, I was bored in the doctors office waiting room and made a profile on a vanilla dating site. I figured what the heck, there’s no suitable D’s anywhere I looked and maybe I’d get lucky and find a vanilla guy with D/s interests. I got incredibly fucking lucky. The very first man to message me on the app, we hit it off immediately. He lived 40 minutes away from me, and had all the markers I look for in a partner. We started talking on the phone the next day, and still hit it off perfectly. I told him all my bad stuff right away, like bipolar disorder, being out of shape, and ADHD tendencies. He was completely accepting and empathetic. I also told him about my kink proclivities, and he was VERY interested and a tiny bit educated. We had a lot of talks about it, I had him take some personality tests and the BDSM test, but I already knew he had Daddy written all over him. We planned a date for the coming Saturday and met after about 4 days of phone/text interaction.
I followed all the steps of a proper first meeting, had my safe calls set up with a dear friend from here you know as vvVvv. My guy sent me a photo of his truck and tag number and drivers license before I even asked. I shared my phone location with another dear friend you know as Literate Lycan. I felt like I had taken all the proper precautions even though I had an intuitive sense that none of it was necessary.
We met on the street outside of the wine bar , and ended up in his truck (we were both 15 minutes early) because the wind kept blowing my skirt up and flashing everyone in town. We almost immediately started making out, but put the brakes on for the sake of doing things properly and went inside for a glass of wine. They were about to set up live music and we wanted to be able to talk so we decided to leave. When we were outside, I decided fuck it, you only live once and invited him to my house that was 5 minutes away.
We were immediately all over each other, and the second he put his hand up my skirt and on my cunt, I came and squirted all over his hand. After that it was hours and hours of orgasms, cooking dinner, being teased by my safe caller for being such a slut (kind teasing), and he stayed overnight. He left on Sunday because he was scheduled for a vasectomy Monday morning. I offered to come care for him, and he was happy to accept. My kiddo just happened to be out of town for the week on break, and both he and I work remotely so I ended up staying until Thursday. It was SO hard not being sexual, not doing anything to arouse him, but we had a lovely time together just getting to know each other, and lots of cuddling. At some point he asked me if I wanted to call him Daddy, and I had zero hesitation with that decision.
We hit all the marks together, we have so many little similarities that we’re basically male/female versions of each other, we have a high sexual energy but also a great daily life/vanilla vibe. He’s already talking with me about selling his house and moving in together when my lease is up in November. While I know it’s fast, we’re both long term planners, both want a committed life partner and so on. I even let him meet my kiddo this weekend and he spent the majority of the time doing man things around my house fixing things and stuff. He’s a mechanical engineer so he’s really good at those things and I’m just fascinated by the way his mind works and observing him.
Last night he was making me cum and whispering in my ear, who do I belong to now, and me saying I belong to you Daddy. He was clearly a Daddy from the get go but I’m also seeing all kinds of markers that read Owner all over the place. He bought me a Whoop health tracker that syncs to his phone so he can keep an eye on his girl and make sure she’s being healthy. Such a fucking turn on.
He is incredibly kind, empathetic, and devoted. He truly is everything I ever wanted in a life partner and he says the same about me. I have never been treated like a treasure and I love treating him like a God because he truly makes me feel safe, valued, and protected. I feel so blessed to have him in my life.