Little Daddy’s Girl treated like a [f]uck toy on the daily [m]

Back in January, I got the snap of this college girl. Her name was Morgan. Creamy white skin. Voluptuous big breasts. A mischievous smile. Chunky in the right places.

But she was the worst and I mean the worst at responding. Seven day response times. So naturally we gradually stopped talking. But then the pandemic. And lockdowns. That point in April where there was literally nothing to do.

And I sent her a snap, like I was everyone. Being bored out of my mind. And she responded right away. Quarantine made responding a lot more of a priority. So we begin chatting back and forth. A little bit at a time but then more and more. We have a full back and forth. I am beginning to think I like this girl.

We set up a videochat date since she was in San Fran and me in LA. Later that night, I made the call. She picked up, smiling with a messy bun. What a gal. We get to chatting about life and the world right now. This goes on for about an hour and then we get to the topic of relationships, past partners and sex because isn’t that what we are all thinking.

Spiritual therapist [f]riend shows [m]e the proper way to feel bliss

I have this friend named Andi. She is about as hippie and gen Z as she can get. She is obsessed with Sage, astrology signs, chi, the works. It can be a bit overwhelming at times but she is the most real girl I have ever met. We had been talking for a bit and she mentioned how she was working on being a spiritual massage therapist, helping people connect with something bigger then themselves. I would always roll my eyes and nod along sarcastically.

One night, I’m at her place sitting next to her on her bed. We’re listening to music and vibing. She brings up her massage work gig again and I again roll my eyes and say sure sure whatever in a playful manner. She then gets a look in her eyes and says “you wanna try it? Can’t knock it til you try it”

[F]ucking my tinder date into sub[m]ission

Tinder… it’s one of those things you can love and hate and love to hate and hate to love. In my case, I had been in a 3 month dry spell. Was trying to normal way to meet people but honestly it was hard. So got the old profile out. Began the swipefest.

Matched with this cute asian girl named Meagan. Super petite. Nice skinny. Cute and tiny. We get to chatting and it’s CLEAR both of us want sex. I ask where she is, get the address and begin to head over.

Going over to this spot, it’s basically in this apartment complex. Its a door on the ground floor, facing the street.  I must admit, it’s a bit weird how long i just waited outside her door to open while cars slowly drive by. Eventually the door opened and I came in.

Meagan was wearing a white tank top with and athletic shorts. Black hair down on her shoulder. Smelling fantastic.  Thats literally hookup outfit one o one. Stuf is going to happen. I follow her to her room.

Standard hookup turns into a sexy [f]airytale drea[m] in a Jacuzzi…underwater????

So this takes place December 1, 2020

So I had this friend. Friend is a loose term.
Long backstory, we had hooked up once back freshman year college. Many years ago. Recently we got in touch and I came over to her apartment, which had a Jacuzzi. We go in, tried to make something happen again but it was just too awkward. But on the way, I ended up getting the roommate’s number.

Me and the roommate start talking and we are really vibing. About two weeks or so pass and it’s getting very flirty. So I bring up the idea of me coming over for a “hang”. She says yeah, my roommate isn’t over rn.

So I head over, I make the trek, head inside and get to her apartment. She opens the door with a smile that could bring you to full mast instantly.

She was a slender black girl with tons of braids. Her name was Savannah. Brought back to her room. But we’re just talking at this point. Cuddling up and talking. We are really vibing. Now right as I am about to go in for the finishing move, her phone buzzes. Its the roommate. She is gonna be home in 5 minutes. Damn!

A random number [f]rom my phone leads to the [m]ost unexpected animalistic experience

It was 2019 and I was living at college alone in a single room. I was horny so I juat started backtracking people I had on my phone. I mean some of these girls I haven’t talked to in years! Eventually I did the name Annie in my contacts. I don’t remember an Annie. So just for kicks i hit her with the “hey” text.

She replies nearly immediately with “hey, how r u”. So she knows who I am. I just cut straight to the chase. Next message is straight up “u up?” She immediately writes “yeah. You wanna hang?” I say yeah. She asked for the Addy and boom, she is on her way.

Now, I can’t stress this enough. I have NO idea who this person is. I forgot what she looks like, how I even got this number. I mean, clearly she went to the same school as me but that’s all I knew. It was about as blind a hookup as it could be.

Good [f]riend is on period but [m]akes sure I don’t go home with a full sack

So, I have this therapist friend. We have a special relationship. We don’t have sex but we do hookup (make out) every time we see each other. But this time was a bit different.

I felt like seeing her, so I hit her up and came over later that day. We had small talk. We used to work at the same fairgrounds back in the day so there’s always a bit of chemistry. But eventually someone leaned in and it began. I’m not one to turn down those luscious lips and a bit of mutal groping action. She has the best boobs I have ever seen.

But this time was different. The breathing was hard, the energy electric. It felt like this might be the actual time. She then pulled away and said she was on her period. I took that as game over, nothing else could happen.

What followed was the first moment of what will turn out to be the greatest experience of my sexual life.