4/21/2018 5:39:27 PM

John (Daddy) I met John here actually when I was about 20 and collarspace was collarme. John was 47 years old and to describe him the first words that come to mind is "giant teddy bear". I immediately fell for John's charm. His responses to me kept me glued to the screen and by the end of the night we were talking on the phone and within that week we had gone out on our first date.  The months flew by and we became so comfortable I hadn't even realized how attached I had become to John literally. My favorite place was tucked under his arm snuggled close to him no matter what he seemed to be doing. I completely craved his attention when I wasn't distracted by school or work and he never seemed to mind that.  Oddly enough though we met here we never discussed the lifestyle. I gravitated to being his "little" naturally. I knew what made him happy, what to do to work his nerves, how to get out of trouble. He spoiled me often which took me some time to get used to. I actually hated being brought gifts and such but I had come to realize it was all apart of taking care of his "little girl"  I didn't officially claim the title of being his little girl until almost a year after we started talking. One day while we were out at a steak house, a waitress commented to John on how pretty his daughter looked. Before he could respond I politely said thank you. Pride shone brightly in his eyes and it made me feel proud too. From that day forward he was my Daddy and I was his little girl. We stayed that way for while until I started traveling the country and somehow we lost each other. Occasionally I still crave being a little one. I miss that feeling of safety and comfort he provided.

4/21/2018 4:43:28 PM

Pete (Baby it's Raining) I first met Pete about 6 months after Neal. I was out for my usual walk to the park that's not very far from my house when I spotted Pete getting out of his white work van. Pete was one of the construction workers working on the new school several blocks away from my house.  He had a very innocent face despite being in his late 30's. Besides that there was nothing that stood out about him. At least to me anyway. So I proceeded to ignore him just like I do the majority men.  I didn't get very far because he grabbed my arm. When I turned to defend myself, he flashed a bright smile and told me he was sorry for grabbing me like he did but he thought I was beautiful and could he have my number. I gave it to him because no one had ever asked me for my number before and I found it sweet. We texted back and forth for a few months and during that time we discussed all kinds of sexual fantasies. One of mine at the time was the typical, cheesy sex in the rain idea. Well one evening after that discussion, I was sitting in his work van and it was pouring down raining. I was really nervous and unsure of his intentions. I shifted in my seat uncomfortably as he pulled his cock out of his pants. I was about 7 inches long and pretty thick. Pete asked me had I ever sucked cock before and I told him no. He then asked me if I wanted to try. I stared at his cock for a moment contemplating if this was something I wanted to do. Finally I agreed to try and we climbed into the back of his work van. He laid down in the back of the van and instructed me to put my mouth around his cock which I eagerly complied to. Pete's hands gripped my hair as I shy sucked on him. After a few minutes he requested that I relax my throat. I did as he commanded. He got a tight grip of my hair and bucked his hips. I gagged the first few times he did this but after that Pete was fucking my throat as if it were something I allowed regularly.  His cum shot down the back of my throat and though I choke a bit I took it all. Pete mumbled something about me being a natural and a string of curse words as he came.  After that rainy evening I was hooked to Pete fucking my throat. Everyday sometimes even twice a day I would find Pete in his work van so I could get my salty yet sweet treat.  It even progressed as far as doing it in public places like gun ranges, public movie theaters, and one time in a police station parking lot.  We continued like that off and on for 3 years.    I found out Pete was married at some point during our interactions and his wife knew about me. I felt awkward at first but after I met her it seemed to drive my need to have him in my mouth constantly. Especially on rainy days. Even now when it rains I expect to get the same text I got that evening I sucked him for the first time. "Hey Baby it's raining. Wanna come out and play?"....

4/21/2018 3:25:03 PM

Fun with Neal (My first Outdoor Experience) I'm not sure if many of you are familiar with Craigslist but when I was around 18 it was the place to go if you wanted a little no strings fun. My friends dared me to place an ad and being the little devil I am I couldn't turn down a challenge. I placed an ad and within minutes my inbox was filled with dick pictures and vulgar messages that either made me and my friends fall out on the floor with laughter or be completely repulsed. There was only one reply that stood out to me that day and it was from a man named Neal. Neal was a 43 year old white male with brown hair and piercing blue eyes that I was immediately hypnotized by. My friends laughed him off like the rest of the posts but his genuine response had me curious. After my friends went home for the night, I replied to Neal's message. For a week him and I exchanged emails, texts, and pictures. By the week's end he wanted to meet and I eagerly agreed.  We met at a popular spot in my own where teenagers and up would meet up for bonfires. Neal seemed jittery but couldn't keep his eyes off me. At that moment I started to suggest going back to my place while my roommates weren't home but Neal didn't want to go that far and to be honest neither did I but fucking in the broad daylight in the middle of the hangout spot was not something either of us wanted to do. So we retreated into the wooded area surrounding the hangout spot. After about a 10th of a mile we came across a large flat stone that would be perfect for me to lean over. Neal immediately pressed my body against the stone and though I had a loose blouse on plus my bra the hot stone slightly burned against my skin. That didn't matter to me though because Neal's hands were under my skirt and rubbing my clit. Right when I was closing in on my orgasm Neal slid his dick into my ass. I screamed in shock and froze but eventually adjusted to his hard thrusts. Neal pounded my tight little asshole for what seemed like hours but was probably no more than a few minutes. Soon Neal's cum was running down my thighs and legs and the man was nowhere to be seen. It was almost as if the exchange never happened. If it weren't for my sore asshole and the cum running down my body I would of swore I just dreamed it.  I never seen or heard from him again. Night after night after the exchange for about a year,  I was rubbing my pussy to the idea of Neal violating my ass then disappearing in the wind....