I (26f) finally called my boyfriend (26m) daddy

Tbh it was a long time coming. When we started dating three years ago, we both kinda established that we are NOT into that. In the past it had not done anything for us blah blah blah.

And then, we’d have sex and from time to time I would literally feel compelled to say it. But I didn’t. Bc he didn’t like it.

And then we moved in together and it’s been fun! A few spats but mostly love and fun. And he offered to pay the entire rent/utilities. All I have to do is groceries. Like I don’t even know how the rent works lol:) princess treatment. And that’s sexy…

Like a man who provides and is big and strong?? Omg the urge to call him that got so strong. But I still didn’t.

Then, he started to really harp on the fact that im short in a teasing way. Like as if we had just started dating. Two and half years in?? I’d tell him not to call me short and tiny and try to seem mature about it but… oh my god it would make my head buzz. Yes I’m short and small, daddy!!!!

I had to find an outlet so I chose the worse possible ones: listen exclusively to daddy erotic audios!! :) they did not satisfy the need it literally just made me say it in my head more. I’d even whisper it. I was being so crazy over.

And remember, we’re talking about calling my best friend and love of my life daddy. And I’m freaking out over.

then I kinda did something even more evil. And I’d play the reallyyyyyyyyyy crazy ones on very low between us as he slept. And I don’t know if it was him hearing me touch myself to it or if he could hear it, but then he’d wake up and we’d have intense and passionate sex omg. But I wasn’t sure if it had any effect. Still don’t know.

So, he’s paying my rent, calling me short and tiny while he play wrestles me (I know, I’m lowkey in heaven), I’m poisoning my brain with those audios, and I’m calling him that in my head all the time. What do I do!!?? We can talk about anything why is this so scary??

Thursday, I talk it over with my friend, we’re in mostly agreement: sometimes a man just earns that title and it’s meant to be. She thinks I’m silly for being so nervous. (I am).

Friday, I come home, we go to pluckers and have one drink. I tell him that before we drink more, i wanna talk. About something good. And he’s talking about how im blushing and im so cute across the table.

And oh my god. Dadddyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. Then, he says to order the BIG drink, he’s paying, I deserve it.

And I ache thinking about that.

So we drink, and then, we go our separate ways at the apartment. That’s routine, we both have things to do.

And the part I haven’t told you, is we haven’t really been having sex the past few months either. He’s been depressed, Prozac, etc, we might have sex one a week or so. Which is fine bc I love him but FUCKKKK I want him every day twice a day.

I hear him snoring so I go and check, he’s out at the computer, and I barely touch him before he pulls me for a kiss, sitting me on his lap, grabbing my face. And I’ve had three big drinks so I am already right there. Soaked.

But I didn’t want to tell him DURING sex, I wanted to have a mature conversation the way we do. But he’s pulling me to the room.

Then he’s on top of me, grinding into, pushing in, and I tell him, “wait, I wanna tell you something.”

And he waits for me, but I’m so embarrassed I can’t even look at him. So he tells me “whisper it in my ear” and leans down and pulls me in.

When i finally said it, he lost his mind. We had one round, and then we laid all snuggled, lovey dovey, kinda talking about it, how long I waited, why I waited,

And he said the hottest thing to me, validated everything I feel, because I told him that he didn’t like it with other people. And he said “but it’s you.” So then we laid there and I reached over and started to stroke his dick. He started to call himself daddy and we had the wildest sex we’ve had in a long time. He used the plug on me, the whip, said things “squirt on daddy’s fingers”, it was sobering and also put me right to sleep!

Ever since, he’s been extra cuddly and sweet. And the cherry on top is we’ve had sex At LEAST once a day since. I don’t want to overuse and just ONLY call him daddy during sex, but I can tell that he’ll fuck me harder and harder until I cry it out. He *wants* me to call him daddy too!!!

It’s been fantastic, but I have to stop my self from just climbing in his lap all the time since. My brains broken. In suuuch a good way