your Black Daddy

Meet your black Daddy - older, experienced, to mentor and instruct and otherwise initiate you into the his way in the world. The black arts, you could say. (Must be 18. Under 18 go away) See pinned post below for bio and the complete story. A new blog, so there's more to come, grateful for spreading reblogs. Companion blog to black-secret Because this theme deserves its own place.

[the-black-daddy]

your Black Daddy

(Under 18, go away. Otherwise, welcome)

Meet your Black Daddy. For girls of all ages who have Daddy dreams.

Older. Experienced. A mentor to instruct and otherwise initiate you into the his way in the world. his black arts.

Read the blog to find out what I mean.

Black, late 40's, financial professional, widely travelled in Europe, Asia, North America.

I welcome Asks. They can be helpful.

This is a companion blog to black-secret . I created it because it makes the other blog simpler.

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[the-black-daddy]

Good girl...

[black-secret]

working late...

[the-black-daddy]

It will be fine, princess...

[the-black-daddy]

This is true. I used to steer clear of girls looking for an older man, but it turns out they have honest needs that must be satisfied. Doing so is a bit of an education for me, but more so for her, I am discovering. The perfect girl, of course, is one who never gets tired of exploring.

[the-black-daddy]

Good girl...

[black-secret]

feel it

[the-black-daddy]

One of my favorite things, princess, to pick you up and pin you to the wall. I workout a lot, and have no fear of failure, although it helps if you wrap your legs around me. I can go deeper then.

[black-secret]

much deeper...

[the-black-daddy]

inner peace...

[the-black-daddy]

You got all dressed up to meet me. Your make-up, your lipstick, your hair. I was wearing a jacket, no tie, jeans. You sat across from me in the hotel lounge and had a glass of white wine while I had a whiskey. I saw you gulp when I brought out a coil of fine rope. You were curious. Up in my room, I started to undress you. Very pretty, your underthings. Leave them on. You gulped again when I undressed and you looked down. You said you didn't know you were multi-orgasmic. I've never met a girl who isn't multi-orgasmic.

[the-black-daddy]

how much of a surprise would it be, my black cock. You said you were scared. But then it changed. How much did it change you, princess?

[black-secret]

black cock inside her

[black-secret]

fulfilled...

[black-secret]

don't resist...

[the-black-daddy]

I am glad you have that feeling, princess. Knowing your pussy belongs to me. Your ass, your whole body. I want you to feel it, body and soul. It's music to my ears, to hear you say it.

[the-black-daddy]

When you come to my office, remember you're dressing for me. Yes, nice nails. Yes, pretty dress. Now bend over. I'm not sure whether I want to spank you or fuck you.

[the-black-daddy]

After all, you're mine. Sure you can have a bf, that's different. But if I want to squeeze your breast so hard it leaves nice little finger bruises, I will. I want you to feel marked. Not just there, either.

[the-black-daddy]

I'm glad you feel like that, princess. Good girl. Because it's true, that's what you want. remember that. You'll learn to dress like this always when you're with me. You will learn, I promise you, because i will teach you. And correct you when you're wrong. And yes, you do exist at least partly just so I can fuck you. That is enough purpose in your life, I think. To be fucked and used by your Black Daddy.