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About me.

And my kink.

My “totally creepy, absolutely disgusting, incestual fetish,” in her words.

But baring that part of myself toDaddysGirl—sharing with her the most traumatic and life-changing moment I’ve ever had—I don’t know if I’m ready. The thought of telling her how purposefully and intentionally my wife, the woman who promised to love me forever, turned on me and made my darkest secret a weapon to use against me–it’s humiliating. After all, what kind of husband must I have been that made it so easy for her to do that to me? What kind of person deserves to be treated like that? Those questions have rattled around in my brain, alone, for too long. Long enough for me to know, I need to keep this high level secret.

Suede0989

Turns out, she couldn’t stomach it. And she lied to me before it was clear that she just wasn’t into it. And we couldn’t make it through. We divorced less than two months after I shared with her.

DaddysGirl

I’m so sorry Suede

That’s truly awful

I’m sorry you went through that

She didn’t understand the freedom in belonging to someone so intimately, the peace that comes with being a sweet girl to a loving daddy

That isexactlyit. That was just the way I tried to describe it to Pris, too. That I didn’t expect her to act like my little girl all the time, and that I never expected her to do it publicly. But that sometimes, when the mood was right, allowing herself to feel small, to feel powerless and reliant, to loseherself in imagined forbidden sin, could be freeing. And watching me give her what she needs, allowing herself to feel nothing but satiated—shecouldlike it. Hell, lots of womenneededit.

DaddysGirlgets it.

Because as much as I’m a natural born daddy, she’s a natural daddy’s girl.

I reach into my cotton pants and start tugging, using the liquid arousal streaking down my shaft as lube.

With one hand, I type.

Suede0989

That’s exactly right my sweet girl

Now tell daddy about you. About what losers had the chance with you and blew it

I stroke myself as I rereadmy sweet girl, andnow tell daddy about it. Fuck. Just inhaling whiffs of this lifestyle has me ready to come. In fact, I pull the waistband of my pajama pants down, grateful I live alone, and let my cock fall against my belly, hard and hot.

DaddysGirl

I’ve only had one serious relationship

My high school boyfriend. We dated for two years. My junior year and my senior year.

I want to ask how long ago that was, but I know we can’t get that specific. After all, I could count backward and solve for her age. Instead, I play it safe.

Suede0989

I won’t ask when that was, but I will ask why you broke up

DaddysGirl

I don’t know if I’m ready to share that

I blink at her response. At first, irrational anger claws through my veins, surging into my fingertips, making me grip the comforter. She has a secret.

But then again.