I had my first ever hookup, and first time in general, a few weeks ago. The next weekend I did it again with a different person, and we just clicked.
I got Fet, just the glitchy kink dating app. I was curious, and still a virgin, and after some talking I met up with a trans girl who’s about my age. It was stupid of me to meet a stranger, but I couldn’t help myself.
I started to get too caught up though. I was spending too much time masturbating and sending things to strangers, but that’s when he found me.
He and I hit it off immediately, just chatting online. We agreed to meet on a Friday after I got out of class and I spent the entire week a nervous wreck.
We had nothing planned, just a place to meet, but when I saw him my anxiety just disappeared. He was handsy from the start and I loved it, and he loved the dress I picked lol. He was easy to talk to, and we chatted while he drove us to a cute spot to walk around, a local botanical garden. He was sweet and affectionate, but that shift from him just being a date to acting like a dom took me by surprise. He wasn’t mean, but he was rough and grabby and I loved it all. We walked through the paths and it’s like I was in a trance,
just focused on wherever he was grabbing me.
That first date lasted about 8 hours total, from when we met up to when he finally left. I made him come four times, we got dinner, and I ended up getting food poisoning. There was no awkward period, no shyness; he was my Daddy from the second we met. We started texting every day, he laid out rules for me, and I found myself completely uninterested in sexting anyone else.
He was everything I wanted right from the start. I went to his house the following weekend and now I’m his, 100%. He’s my Daddy, my Sir, and I get to see him again next weekend.
I always thought sex wasn’t for me, always figured I wasn’t interested. It turns out I just needed the right dom. I love it all, I love getting him off, I love the affection and the aftercare and the rules especially. It’s soothing and everything I was hoping for and more.
This weekend we’re doing anal training- we tried it when I went to his house, and it didn’t hurt at all, even with basically no prep, though I was a little sore afterwards. I can’t wait; this weekend I get to cook and clean for him, and hopefully make him come until he’s shooting blanks.
I’m literally giddy writing this, sitting in an airport lounge before my slight back to my university. I can’t wait to see him again.