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Daddy's Girl

... learning more. So if you are willing, I'd love for you to show me what being a 'little' is like." You could have knocked me over with a feather! I sat there for a few seconds dumbstruck as the words filtered their way into my head. I had so expected him to say he couldn't handle my special kink that his words had to get past the blockade I had put up. "Really, Mark? Really? You still want to see me?" I asked, needing confirmation. "Yes, 'becca... if you'd like to. I mean I don't see this as a big issue. We all have certain tastes and certain needs. Yours are pretty mild compared to some I have heard about! Besides, I know a lot of girls who still like to have a stuffie as you call it - and they don't consider themselves 'littles'." "Oh, Mark! You don't know how happy this makes me! I was so afraid that once I told you about this you would never want to see me again!" I was very nearly in tears, I was so happy. Mark must have sensed it too, because he wrapped a strong arm around my waist and pulled me onto his lap. I sat there happier than I had been in some time, sitting on his lap with my head on his shoulder and his big strong arms wrapped so securely around me. I felt safe, warm, protected, and even loved at that moment. I was beyond delirious. I had found a guy that made my head spin and when I told him about my unique needs, he didn't run off, never to be heard from again. Not only did he not run, he actually wanted to know more! I couldn't believe my luck! When he ...

... told me he wanted to know more and that my being a "little" was not a big issue, I was floored - so many other guys (and guys a lot less hot than him) had thought I was some kind of crackpot and took off like I had told them I'm pregnant! I squealed happily and threw my arms around Mark's neck kissing him deeply and with all I had. He returned everything I gave him too - damn he was a good kisser! As we tasted each other and allowed our tongues to play together, I felt him shift his weight a bit. I felt myself leaning over and he eased me down onto the couch without breaking our kiss. With me on my back now on the couch, Mark laid down on top of me kissing me then moving to my neck and then he nibbled my ear. When he started on my earlobe my heart stopped. "Oh God not there!" I thought to myself. Kisses and nibbling on my ears were one of my greatest weaknesses. "Ohhh Mark..." I moaned softly. "Call me... Daddy," he said softly into my ear. I pushed him up, looking at him a bit stunned at his words. He smiled that same heart-melting smile he used the day we met. "Well, if you are going to play the little girl, I guess that makes me the Daddy in this arrangement doesn't it? We might as well get used to it. Besides... I kinda like being a daddy again." That was it. My heart had heard enough. My eyes teared up and I felt the wetness run down both cheeks as I looked at him. I pulled him back down kissing him even harder this time and holding onto him like I would never let him go. ...