I know you guys have read some of our stories, I’ve written a couple but most of them have been by daddy and his point of view. I wanted to share a few more of my stories for the girls. And boys too! This is the story of Daddydom and me going our first official date as boyfriend and girlfriend. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it and remembering all the details.

So daddy and I had been a couple now for about a week. We’ve had a lot of fun but also a lot of serious and sometimes very hard conversations about us and what we want and where we see this going. Me seducing him that night was the best decision I have ever made and what it opened between us has been nothing but an absolute dream come true for both of us. We actually have a lot in common, and being able to be 100% open and honest for the first time in my life with daddy has been so liberating.

Yesterday daddy said to me that tonight he wants to take me out on a proper date. He wanted to show me how a girl like me should be treated. The boys I had had dates with idea of taking me out was a McDonald’s feed and try and fingerbang me in the car park as they begged for a bj.

Daddy said it was going to be a proper dinner and a show. He said to me that I need to dress sexy but sophisticated, have my hair and makeup done to perfection and to be ready by exactly 7pm to go out. He said he was going to go to a friends house in the morning and would get ready there, and that he would pick me up “in style.” Then he handed me $500 cash and said to have a great day tomorrow and treat myself. I was so shocked when he gave me the money. When I asked him “why?” Daddy told me that I deserve to be treated and he wants me to have the best. To say daddy got lucky last night would be an understatement!

When I woke up this morning daddy was already gone. He left a note on the pillow. “Remember, sexy but sophisticated, 7pm sharp, love daddy!”

I was so excited, Last night I had managed to get a hair appointment for this morning, then I was going to get my nails done and a full wax. After those I was going to find myself a dress and shoes to match, then back home to get all dolled up and ready for daddy. So with my plan in place I got up, showered, got ready and off I went for a day of pampering and shopping.

I got my hair done, ombré style, perfect brown to golden blonde, a quick style, wave and blow dry. I was loving the look. Long luscious curly. That alone had me looking hot. Nails next, I got acrylics in a really sparkly light pink metallic that would match my lipstick.

The wax was next. I normally shave but thought I would treat daddy. I told the girl that I didn’t want any hair from my eyebrows down. And she made sure that I didn’t have a single hair left on my body. The way she was touching and spreading me made me think she might of had a thing for me. The slight brushing of her fingers on my skin. The look she had on her face and eyes were also a bit of a give away. I can’t say that it didn’t turn me on a little and make my freshly waxed pussy a little slick. When I put my g-string back on it slipped straight into my slit.

The dress I found was absolutely perfect. A very simple little black dress but the way it hugged my curves was so hot. Spaghetti straps down to a perfect bustline that made my tits pop even without a push up bra and showed enough cleavage to entice without showing to much skin. Backless with cross over straps, It came almost half way down my thighs, and made my phat pawg ass look bangin’.

I got some black high heels. And got some super sexy lingerie, all black and lace. A push up bra, a tiny little thong, garter belt, lace top stockings. Daddy’s going to love this, I do, I felt so fucking naughty knowing what I would be wearing under my dress. I could hardly wait.

It was 3pm by this time. Just enough time to get a little present for daddy then home to get ready.

7pm finally comes around. This afternoon seemed painful slow. I don’t know how but I was ready early for once. I think the anticipation and excitement of tonight made me get my shit together and not waste time.

I hear a car pull up. The butterfly’s are going nuts now. One last check in the mirror. Fuck I look good I think to myself as I finish my glass of wine. I just finished fixing my lipstick when there’s a knock at the door. Fuck he’s here, ok, let’s fucking do this Kayla.

I open the door to a sight I was not expecting. It wasn’t daddy. A really old guy wearing a black coat and tails suit, he was wearing a black hat and he had on white gloves. The strange man starts to speak in an old English accent “Hello Kayla, my name is Benson. I’ll be your driver for this evening. Would you please accompany me to the limousine.”

“Oh. My. Fucking. God!” I was in disbelief. When daddy said he was going to show me a proper night out I never expected anything like this. I locked the door behind me as I followed Benson to the black limousine. He opened the door and gestured for me to enter. As ladylike as I could I slid into the back seat of the limo. As I look up I see him. My daddy. My love.

“Evening princess, don’t you look absolutely stunning. Sexy but sophisticated, you nailed the brief babygirl. I love your hair, and your nails, oh, and they match your lipstick. That’s perfect. Would you like some champagne?”

I had to pick my jaw up off the floor. Daddy was in a tailored suit, black shoes. Had his hair done, beard trimmed. He looked so fucking hot. I wanted to jump him right there and then. I nodded my head and daddy handed me a glass.

We chatted and drank on the way to the restaurant, a little French place near the casino in the city. As we sat down I decided to give daddy the little present I had got for him. I reached into by clutch and under my hand I slid it over to him. When I lifted my hand up his eyes lit up and got a cheeky grin on his face.

What I gave him was the remote to the vibrator I had in my pussy. I gave him the power to make me weak at the knees. I gave him an opportunity to have some fun with me in public. But ultimately I gave him control. Control of me, my pleasure, my anticipation and my orgasm.

During dinner daddy kept catching me whenever I got distracted. When I was ordering, buzzzz, when I’d take a sip of wine, buzzzz, a bit of food, buzzzz. I tried so hard not to let it show on my face but I’m sure the waitress figured something was up. I had just started to order when all of a sudden, buzzzz, I stopped mid sentence bit my bottom lip and gave daddy a dirty look. When the waitress asked if I wanted cream on my pie with a really sly smile, I knew she had to know what was going on.

My little black lace thong was drenched, not like there was much to absorb my pussy juice anyways. I was worried my dress would have a wet spot on it. But I was so fucking horny. My clit was throbbing, I kept writhing in my seat trying to grind my clit but I was unsuccessful. I needed to be fucked, I was desperate already and the night was only just beginning.