As someone who posts sheer and utter filth here, find myself on the receiving end of some pretty intense messages. The majority of them would make your skin crawl and want to burn after reading. It is all too easy to become jaded and question whether or not your content is drawing in the desired audience or if you should even post at all. So needless to say I was somewhat *hesitant* to accept a chat request I received over a month ago.
It was a seemingly benign note from a local gentleman. He lead off by reassuring me he was not a lunatic (Ha!) and dove straight into our shared despair as elder millennials. We exchanged jokes about avocado toast and the atrocious housing market. For the first time in a while, I was eager to engage!
After some witty banter laden with innuendo, we decided to take our conversation off Reddit in order to properly size each other up. There was no need to play coy. It was painfully obvious that we were both looking to fulfill the same immoral desires. Two fellow insatiable sluts, hungry for some discreet fun….behind our partners’ backs.
Weeks of chatting followed. The conversations were explicit and dripping with detail. They inspired nearly every orgasm I gave myself from that point onward. He left me soaking wet mess each day. During these chats we discovered our shared dominate **and** submissive tendencies. Knowing how many possibilities that opened up drove me absolutely wild. We would take advantage of every moment alone we could find. Whether it to record erotic audio, take a naughty photo, even cum for with other over the phone. Before I knew it, he was calling me his good little slut, and I was referring to him as *Daddy*
Daddy certainly did not disappoint. He was perfectly filthy. He found excuses to go for a drive just to park and stroke his cock for his good girl. He’d give me *assignments* to complete, in order to please him. For example, one night he asked me to make my man cum all over my fat tits, and send Daddy a photo of the results. I couldn’t get enough. I was eager to oblige. The more time passed, the more I realized how depraved our interactions would become
Eventually all of this torture lead to talk of meeting the first time. However, despite knowing what the end game would eventually be, I wasn’t going allow anything sexual to happen the first time. Yes, even a greedy little bitch like myself has principles… at least sometimes.
Keeping that promise to be “good” proved INCREDIBLY difficult. The raw and uncensored photos Daddy was so generous to send leafing how to that day, gave a clear indication of what I’d have to “work with.” Suffice to say, I was *thoroughly* impressed. His cock looked absolutely delicious. Incredibly thick and veiny. His hard shaft was straight as an arrow with an equally amazing head. It just *begged* to be worshiped and devoured by his dirty little cum slut. As an added bonus, Daddy’s cock was noticeably fatter than what I had at home. I was absolutely aching to experience how it would stretch out my hungry holes in comparison. But not today, no matter how much I needed it.
We decided to meet up at a park near my house, the same park where the [Mystery Man encounters](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gez9r8/fm_my_most_recent_encounter_with_a_mystery_man_in/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) took place. (They are on hold at the moment, but I hope to pick them up soon so I can share every depraved detail with Daddy and all of you). There was *something* about this park that brought out the exhibitionist in me. I thought it was an appropriate spot to meet, even if I knew I wasn’t going to act.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous. You’d think I, a complete fucking whore, wouldn’t be at this point, especially [considering my post history](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/g7f2td/filthy_fuck_fest_first_time_my_ex_and_i_drew_an/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf). But I couldn’t help it. I arrived first, laid out on a blanket and read to pass the time. Daddy pulled up shortly there after…rocking a baseball cap and looking cute as fuck. It was certainly going to be a challenge to keep my hands to myself, and my eyes off his bulging cock.
We exchanged pleasantries, some flirty banter, and even pulled up closer to one another as the afternoon progressed.
Somehow, despite all the tension and Daddy’s not so subtle attempts to *change my mind*, we managed to keep it somewhat clean. But niether of us could leave that interaction without at least *a little* taste.
We shared in a quick kiss. While we pulled away his fingers made their way to trace my lips. As if it were second nature, I lowered my mouth onto his thumb and wrapped my lips around it. Looking up over my glasses. That’s exactly what a good girl *should* do….take every opportunity to show Daddy what a perfectly filthy bitch she is for him.
Our hands made their way to the spots we‘d been eying the entire time. He quickly guided mine to his stiff shaft. Just like those photos suggested, he was *significantly* girthier than my man. Which only made me absolutely ravenous. All I craved in that moment was to drop to my knees and beg for Daddy fuck my pretty mouth. But I managed to regain some self control.
Meanwhile, he discreetly placed his strong hands over my enormous tits, the ones Daddy loved so much. Much to my delight, he had an incredibly hard grip, causing me to moan and bite my lip in pleasure. My breasts lacked the attention they so desperately deserved at home, so I enjoyed this stolen moment immensely. Based on the expression on his face, Daddy did too. I could only imagine what he’d do to them if we were alone.
We parted ways but not before agreeing to pick up where we left off next time. I made my way home with panties absolutely soaked in anticipation. I couldn’t wait to get my hands and lips on him again. Soon enough, I would
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hdq7hx/meeting_daddy_for_the_first_timebehind_my_mans