My Personal Daddy Dom Experience 

He messaged me one day. There was a picture posted of him and his girlfriend. You could see there was a definite difference in age, but there was a brightness in his eyes that could even be caught in photos. I was poly, bisexual, and everything “they” were looking for.

We talked for a long time. He was from Florida, but frequently went on trips for work. His girlfriend had a girlfriend, and he explained to me the dynamic of their relationship. She was beautiful and so was hers. Never did I think I could compare to their long legs and beach bodies.

He told me that he would come visit me. He had a meeting in Chicago, he’d land in Milwaukee and make the drive to see me. The week that he was supposed to come came and went. I didn’t hear from him. He didn’t return my texts and ignored my calls. I cried. I felt stupid. Crying over some random man from the internet. Then he finally responded. He said he had been in the hospital, and I believed him.

I told him about my fetishes. I told him about things I wanted to try and things I was interested in. He asked me to be his baby girl. He asked me to call him my Daddy Dom. He loved it when I called him Daddy. Everyday by a specific time, he needed a photo of his choice. He would count down. “5 minutes, babygirl.” He loved being in control of me. I loved that he loved seeing me.

He stopped talking about his personal life. He didn’t care when I talked about mine. He quickly changed the subject and only spoke of what he wanted to do to me when he finally got here. He was never emotionally supportive. He never actually listened to me. I was (and still am) going through a rough divorce. He paid no attention. It was like I never mentioned it.

He would send me pictures of him and his girlfriend…. thinking I’d like it, but it actually made me more self conscious. She was so beautiful, so thin, perfect smile, perfect everything. I had just had two babies and wasn’t too confident about my post partum figure. I requested that he stop sending me photos because it made me insecure, instead he sent me video.

We continued to text constantly… from the moment he woke up to the moment he went to bed. He said that I was always in his head. My voice could make him cum. He loved it when I called him Daddy. He kept saying, “I can’t get you out of my head.” He even said he dreamt of me and what he’d do to me. Everything was all about him. He asked me to get tested for STDs so he didn’t have to use a condom.

He planned his trip. He was going to spend one night here and then drive to Chicago in the morning. He asked me to buy something sexy to wear, lube, and a toy. I obeyed even though I didn’t have much money. The moment he got here, I went to see him. He was as perfect as I had imagined. His eyes were a mixture of silver and green. He told me he was already planning another trip and asked about my schedule with my kids.

He held me… kissed me… he had his way with me. I enjoyed every moment of it. We were in bed together, and he wanted me to go. He didn’t say it. I just knew it… I kissed him one last time and left.

I got a “Good morning” text for a couple of days… and nothing after that. He was gone. Just like that. We talked for months… literally, 4-5 months. The feelings I had for him were real. I knew nothing would come of it… but I didn’t think he’d just disappear.

I didn’t talk about it because I had no one to tell. He was a secret. I held it in for a very long time, and it ate away at me… at my confidence… at my self esteem.

I write this for two reasons…. one is to vent and to let people know why I’m hesitant about having a Daddy Dom. The one after him wasn’t as bad, but still didn’t provide the comfort that a Daddy Dom should. Honestly, I’d love to have one – or a Mistress… but I’m scared to become vulnerable. I’m scared to just be used. Opening up is scary.

The second reason I write this is for all of the ones who identify as littles out there. There are men on these sites with bad intentions. Please be careful. It is easy to call yourself a Dom or Daddy. It is easy for them to make you do things out of your comfort level, but do they provide you with the emotional support you need and deserve… and do they do it on a regular basis? The Daddy Dom/little dynamic should be give/take.

There *are* real Daddy Doms out there… good ones who treat their littles well. Be picky.


They had a deep longing for each other; one that most would consider sinful. He wore a ring on his finger, but he could never take his eyes off of her. He loved every curve on her body and listened intently to every word she spoke. He sinfully lusted for her… day after day. 

Wanting him went against all of her morals. It went against her beliefs, but she could feel the connection and the sexual tension… she could feel his eyes on her. She knew he pictured her naked, and she enjoyed it. When she talked to him, she stared at his bulge, and watched it grow. When she walked away, she grazed her breast on his arm. She enjoyed being wanted especially by him for some reason.

He cared for her – even though he knew it was wrong. He wanted her more than he had ever wanted another woman. He couldn’t help but to imagine stripping her of her clothes and kissing her soft skin. He imagined kissing her breasts and kissing down her belly. He imagined how warm and wet her pussy would be. She was mysterious. She was exotic. She was his dream woman made into a person. He wanted to touch her, caress her, kiss her, and to be inside of her.

They agreed to meet. She waited for him. He came when he said he would. She was nervous; she knew this was wrong, but her lust for him outweighed her moral compass.  She was delighted to see him. She hugged him, and he held her close… she could feel his cock growing through his pants. Her pussy tingled, and she wanted him so much more.
He held her face in both of his hands and kissed her for the first time. He moved his hands down her body and picked her up and set her in the bed. He began to kiss her neck and fondle her breasts. He lifted her shirt so he could finally see the breasts that he’d been daydreaming of. They were so full, so enticing, so real. He grabbed her and put his mouth on her nipple. He sucked it, gently bit it, and blew on it. He unhooked her bra and took off her shirt.

He began to kiss her again and felt her pussy through her pants. He was excited to taste her, feel her warmth, and bring her to orgasm. He knew that wanting her was sinful, but he didn’t care.  He kissed along her belt line as he unzipped and unbuttoned her pants. He pulled them off.

He had been waiting so long for this. He spread her legs and exposed her vagina. He sat and stared at the perfection before him. He inhaled her sweet smell. Her lips were thin and small. Her vagina was small and pink. Her clit was swollen and ready. She was freshly shaved.

He kissed and gently bit her inner thighs while continuing to smell her sweet scent. He took a finger and gently rubbed her clit and along the slit of her vagina. He’d never seen a pussy so beautiful. He sat for a moment and studied it. He spread her lips to expose her pink, wet vulva. He slid in one finger… just as warm and wet as he imagined. He licked her clit with the entire length of his tongue and then flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue. It was so soft, so warm. He began moving his finger in and out of her as he licked her little clit and lapped up all of her juices. He looked up at her; her head tilted back with a hand on her breast. He could feel the tip of his head become wet from the precum.

She rubbed her full breasts and ran her fingers through her hair. She looked down and saw his eyes staring at her. She thoroughly enjoyed this sinful, sexual encounter. She was going to make the best of it. She grabbed his head by his hair and shoved his face into her pussy. He licked harder and quicker as she forced her pussy into his face. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her. She had a magnetic pull to her. He wanted more of her.

The overwhelming sensation of an orgasm began to creep up on her. She moaned louder. He inserted another finger as he methodically sucked her clit. She came with force. She screamed his name and moaned as she tightened her thighs around his head.

He felt her pussy tighten around his fingers, and he could barely move them. He felt a flood of juices cover his fingers and flow into his mouth. He continued to lick her clit, and her whole body quivered. She moved his head and instructed him to take off his pants.

He stood up and undid his belt, and began pulling down his pants. She knelt down in front of him and put his hard cock into her mouth. She could taste small amount of cum that had been collecting, and she wanted more. She grabbed the shaft at the base and sucked his nicely sized cock. Her other hand massaged his testicles… beautifully shaved. She could feel his cock begin to fill with cum and began to suck more vigorously. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and pushed his cock into her mouth and throat as she gagged on it. He pulled it out to keep from cumming completely… he slapped his cock. She could taste him in her mouth… sin never tasted so good. She licked his balls as he moaned loudly. She gave each one special attention. He moaned loudly, and she looked up and he was watching her. She put the head of his cock back into her mouth and sucked tightly. He pushed her head away. He asked her to stand. She stood in front of him… naked and exposed. He took it all in as he kissed her.

She could taste herself when she kissed him. It was so passionate. He placed her on the bed. He caressed her body and kissed her. “I want to be inside of you. Can I be inside of you?” He asked.

She smiled and nodded, “Yes, please.” Excitedly, he sat back and spread her legs again. He stared at the masterpiece in front of him. He had never seen such a beautiful pussy. He took the head of his cock and rubbed it on her clit. He spread her lips. She looked small down there. He pushed his thick head in. It was so warm, tight, and welcoming. He had never felt a pussy like this before. He laid on top of her and stared into her eyes as he thrusted his thick cock into her tight pussy. He loved it, the tightness, the warmth. He loved being inside of her. He watched her breast bounce as he fucked her. He sat up and leaned back to watch his penis enter her. It was a beautiful sight, and she was taking it all. She moaned louder as he went harder, faster, and deeper. He licked his thumb and pressed it on her clit.

She could feel another orgasm coming. He was deep inside of her and filled her completely. He rubbed her clit as he fucked her harder and deeper. Her breathing quickened as she grabbed his biceps and dug her nails into them. Warmth, overpowering pleasure, and tingling began to flow from her clit throughout her body. Her pussy tightened tremendously as she began to orgasm again. She was screaming his name. The tightness around his cock was something he’d never felt before. He put his hands on her hips and pounded himself into her tight pussy. It was so wet and warm. The smell of her filled the room. Extreme pleasure took over his body as he began to cum. She could feel him throbbing inside of her as he moaned loudly. She looked at his face and saw the pleasure she was giving him. The throbbing subsided, and he looked down at her.

They kissed. He rested his head on her chest… this was sin, but it felt so good.


It’s a feeling of extreme warmth that starts in your groin, accompanied by a tickling sensation. The warmth spreads throughout the body. 

A hand slips down her pants and passed her panties. Her pussy is wet. She dabs her fingers in the wetness and rubs her clit and pussy.  

The next feelings rolling through her are best described as exhilaration, desire, and longing. She flicks her clit with her fingers. Spreads her tiny pussy lips, and slides her fingers deep within herself. She moans loudly as she goes back to rubbing her clit. 

Her other hand is pulling down her pants and pulling them off. She pulls out a small vibrator. Legs spread wide. She inserts the vibrator into her wet pussy. She turns it on and begins to move the toy in and out. She moans as her feet and legs start to tingle in unison with her clit. 

She continues to rub her clit. Her fingers teasingly increasing and decreasing pressure. She pulls the vibrator from her pussy and circles her anus with it. She gently and slowly slides it in. She breathes deeply as the sting turns into pleasure. 

Her breathing becomes heavier as she begins to pant. The vibrator is in her ass. She thrusts it in and out, rhythmically, as she rubs her clit faster and faster. Her pelvic and anal muscles tighten. The vibrator becomes harder to slide back and forth. She shoves it in as far as she can and holds it there. She tightens even more and rubs her pussy and clit. 

The orgasm takes over her body. Her legs straighten and her body tightens. She moans loudly as she feels her fingers become more wet.

 She flips onto her belly with the vibrator still in her ass. She is on her knees with her ass In the air. She turns it up higher as she cums again and harder. Her moans, muffled into a pillow. Her other hand pulling at her sheets while she fucks her ass and cums again. 

Her body relaxes as her breathing begins to regulate. She gently removes the vibrator and rests her head on her pillow. Her clit is pulsating. Her pussy is wet. Her pretty, little asshole is just slightly reddened. She is content. 

Christie and Mary 

Christie had never felt photogenic. She focused on her flaws more than her qualities. She wanted to be beautiful. She wanted to feel beautiful. 

She set up her camera and snapped a few photos. They made her blush. They didn’t look like her. She looked beautiful. Her voluptuous breasts, her perfect curves… her body was so feminine. 

She shared the photos with a couple close friends friends who encouraged her to continue, especially Mary. Christie was the type of woman who always dressed in a tshirt and jeans; inadvertently hiding her beautiful body under those layers. 

“You’re absolutely beautiful!” Mary said. Christie blushed. Mary wanted to see her. Mary has wanted to see Christie’s body for years. “Let me shoot you.” Mary has always had an interest in photography, and Christie knew. 

Mary hugged her and held her close. She could feel Christie’s large breast against her own. She wanted to quickly undress her, but she  contained herself. She gently stroked her cheek and kissed Christie softly. This was their second kiss. The first was on a drunken night years ago. 
Christie wrapped her arms around Mary  and pulled her close. Many times she’s thought about the drunk kiss they shared. They gently kissed as Mary pulled her head back by her hair. Christie moaned in delight. 

Mary asked if she could photograph her. Of course, Christie agreed. She slowly took off her tshirt. Her long hair fell on her shoulders. She unhooked her bra, and Mary helped her slip it off her arms. Mary fixed Christie’s hair, so it looked like some of it naturally fell on her breasts. 

Mary stepped back in awe and took a few photos. Christie’s shape was perfect. “I want to see!” Exclaimed  Christie as she ran to the camera. Mary showed her. Christie stood close and her breast grazed Mary’s arm. Mary rubbed her arm on Christie’s breast and then gently touched her nipple. She set down her camera. 

Mary held her as she arched her back. She grabbed her breasts and licked and kissed her neck. She bit and licked Christie’s nipples as she moaned in delight. Mary slid one hand down to the crotch of Christie’s pants and massaged her pussy. She could feel the moisture building. Christie unbuttoned and unzipped her own pants. She knew exactly what she wanted. She began to wiggle out of her jeans. Mary grabbed the jeans at the feet and forcefully slipped them off. She slid over Christie’s panties to expose her beautiful pussy. She licked her pussy and sucked the clit. She slipped two fingers in and Christie nearly screamed.

Mary was delighted to get this response… so she continued. It did not take long for Christie to tense up. She grabbed Mary’s head, “don’t stop, don’t stop!” She begged. Christie’s moans began to grow louder as her body became more tense. Suddenly, a flow of warm juices engulfed Mary’s fingers  and ran into her mouth. Her pussy pulsated on Mary’s fingers. Mary looked up and saw that Christie was holding her camera. Mary continued to licked her clit hard as Christie snapped a few photos.

“You’re fucking beautiful, Christie…. so beautiful.”

The “After”

They lie naked together. She rested her head on him and gently stroked his chest. She breathed him in, as it was nice to smell a man in her home. They briefly spoke – mostly of random things. She closed her eyes because she knew what he’d say next. “Well, I have to be somewhere soon.” 


He got up and got dressed. Embarrassed, she covered her nakedness with a blanket. She looked for her clothes without exposing herself. She was ashamed, as she always is after. 

This always happens – she thought to herself. After he was fully dressed, he kissed her on her forehead, and quickly left. She knew she wouldn’t see him again for another month. 

She washed herself or anything left on her body. She washed herself of his smell. She was never really clean though. She couldn’t wash her mind of the thoughts, of the longing to be with him. She couldn’t wash her mind of the thought that he was just going onto his next woman. 

She didn’t recognize her reflection. She didn’t recognize her body. She wanted herself back most of all. 

“Perfect Body”

It started off as an innocent crush, which bloomed into a crazy, sexual desire. He thought he would be able to control himself, but when he saw her again – after months – she looked more beautiful, more confident. He told her this.

“I’ve put on weight. It’s just stress.” She brushed it off. No, that wasn’t it. Her curves were different and her breasts were bigger. He loved the smell of her and her small little body.

He kissed her hard, grabbing her by the back of her neck. She began rubbing her pussy on his cock through their clothes. She wanted him, and he wanted her just as bad. He ran his hands acrossed her back and across her ass. Her plump, beautiful ass. She had had children; she wore her stretch marks proudly. He thought it was beautiful. 

He undressed her. His eyes showed pure delight from finally being able to see her large breasts. There were beautiful. He gently squeezed them and licked her nipples. “Your body is so beautiful. I want to feel how you feel you.” 

She took off her pants and his. She could feel herself becoming wet. This was their first time together. He slid himself in… Her pussy was wet and tight. She was experienced and rode his big cock. She showed him how good it could be with a real woman. She sat up on his cock and played with her breasts. He placed his hands on her hips and aggressively rocked her back and forth. He grabbed her ass and bent her forward. He enjoyed her big breasts bouncing in his face when she rode him. She was good. 

He flipped her over and put her hands above her head, interlocked their fingers. He firmly held. It was passionate. He filled her deeply. He enjoyed watching her breasts bounce and watching her face. She was so tight. He couldn’t hold back, and he came. She could feel his cock throbbing as he came in her. She tightened her pussy and watched his face, listened to him moan louder. He pulled out and placed his head on her breasts. He spread her legs and watched the cum drip out of her.