u/EnvironmentalRush791

I’ve been noticing more college girls coming back home lately and it got me curious about the freestyle side of the sugar lifestyle in San Francisco.

I’ve never really freestyled before, so I’m wondering where people actually meet organically in SF.

I know every interaction starts with a simple “hi,” but I’m curious how people transition from a normal conversation into something more lifestyle-oriented without sounding awkward or transactional.

For those who’ve had success freestyling:
What kinds of places worked best for you?
How do you read interest without making things weird?
Any success stories or lessons learned?

Just trying to learn the social side of it and hear from people with real experience.

My daughter (19) recently finished her first year in college. Shes in a sorority and part of the end of the year events they do a father daughter dance. Her and I never have been to one and she really wanted to take me.

If I’m going to be honest, I didn’t think it was a good idea to go. She’s had a major glow up and there has been countless times that I have “checked her out.” When she comes home to hang out at the pool or when she wears small shorts and shirts with no bras. I have fantasized about her so many times, I knew it would be a bad idea.

She begged and after jerking off a few nights about it, I said yes. First, I started by insisting that I get her a whole new outfit, from head to toe. I told her that if she’s taking me I wanted to do something nice. But in reality it was my chance to set the vibe of the dance.

We went from store to store, nothing was right. And then the perfect dress, after hours of looking we found it. It was short but fun. She couldn’t wear a bra with it and you could see just enough but it wasn’t over the top. Then we went looking for shoes, I suggested wedges and she was so excited about it. We had walked for a while and I offered to take her shoes off and deal with the straps of the ones she was trying on. Take it from me, there is something very sensual about putting on wedges or heels on her. Her feet were so small and perfect, I would rub her arches before I put on the next pair.

I was low key flirting and she just went with it. We didn’t cross any lines but we defiantly got more comfortable with each other.

And then the dance. She got ready at my house and fuck, she looked and smelled so good. To me, in an instant, this was a date. She wasn’t my daughter anymore she was a 19 yr old woman. When we get there it was obviously a party. Drinks and the music were on point. We started to dance and as the night went on we got more drunk and cared less about how we were dancing. Towards the end she started to back it up and my dick got rock hard. I held on to her waste and guided my dick so I was grinding her ass as my dick slipped between her cheeks.

I couldn’t believe that with every song I pushed things just a little further and more sneaky. And then came the last dance. A slow dance. We were in the back of the dance floor and as we danced I let my hands slip over her ass. She didn’t move away or say anything. The whole night we just danced. It was like every sex dream that I had. I knew the night, as it ended, I have so much material for my jerking off.

After the dance ended we ended up staying at her place. The dance was at the sorority house and she lived within walking distance. We held hands but didn’t say a word. When we walked in she said she needed to change. She has a small 1 bedroom so I waited in her living room. She went to her room but didn’t shut her door. When I realized that, I got up from the couch and walked over like I was going to talk to her. When she saw me she knew I was going to watch. I watched her take off her dress and start to put on her sweats.

I stopped her and asked if I could give her a massage and she agreed. Her body, fuck. She looked so good, so accepting of my hands. As she moaned I felt myself lose control. I moved my hands over her ass and then your thighs. She didn’t reject any of it so I moved higher until I reached her pussy. And when I pushed my fingers in her tight pussy she just looked back and moaned. I knew I could do more but the way she sounded I didn’t want it to stop.

And then….i felt it happening. I was going to cum in my pants. When it was almost too late I pulled my dick out and cam all over her floor. She just laughed and said something like “all men are the same, don’t worry about it, a lot of guys finished before they can be with me.”

Then next day we didn’t talk about it and 2 days later she went on a vacation with her Mom and a few friends. She’s coming back next week and I have no idea what will happen. Will she tell anyone? Will she lean into it? My mind had been going wild and my dick is sore from all the jerking off I have been doing.

I’m hooked and it’s not ideal lol

49M looking for a woman who enjoys getting spun together; staying up too late talking, laughing at nothing, and building the kind of chemistry where the tension is obvious from the start.

I’ve built a life I genuinely love: a career I’m proud of, good friends, and the freedom to enjoy the simple things that actually matter. On Sundays you’ll usually find me at a local café with a coffee and a joint before wandering through San Francisco Museum of Modern Art, heading out on a hike, or taking a drive down the coast with no real destination in mind. I’m naturally curious, so learning new things, hearing different perspectives, and having conversations that drift from deep to completely ridiculous are all things I genuinely enjoy.

I’m a grounded, steady guy; loyal, honest, emotionally aware, and protective in the healthy sense of the word. I lean traditional in how I treat a woman. I like planning dates, opening doors, checking in during your day, and making the person I’m with feel wanted, safe, and appreciated. But I’m not interested in control, games, or performative masculinity. I respect independence and strong personalities, and I think the best relationships are built on trust, mutual care, emotional connection, and actually liking each other as people.

I’m drawn to women who are sweet, smart, funny, affectionate, and open-minded. Someone feminine in her energy who enjoys feeling desired and cared for, but who also has her own passions, opinions, and inner world. If you naturally lean a little more soft or submissive in relationships, we’d probably connect well. To me, chemistry is more than attraction it’s wanting to hear about your day, sending each other random photos and thoughts, laughing at dumb things together, and creating the kind of connection where being around each other feels both calming and exciting at the same time.

I’d love to meet someone who still gets excited about life, whether that means bookstores, live music, museums, spontaneous road trips, or just getting lost in conversation for hours.

I’m a confident, dominant caregiver who believes the best dynamics are built on trust, consistency, protection, affection, and genuine connection. I’m drawn to the softer side of ABDL: the comfort, vulnerability, emotional intimacy, and deep sense of safety that comes from being fully cared for and accepted.

Being little isn’t weakness to me. It’s honesty. It’s letting yourself rest, breathe, feel safe, and escape the pressure of constantly having to hold everything together. A healthy caregiver/little dynamic creates space for comfort, playfulness, reassurance, structure, praise, guidance, and unconditional affection. I enjoy providing all of that and creating an environment where my partner feels adored, protected, and emotionally secure.

And yes, let’s acknowledge the elephant in the room: accidents happen sometimes, and that’s okay. There’s no shame, embarrassment, or judgment here. If you’re having a hard day, feeling overwhelmed, or something happens unexpectedly, I’m not going to make you feel small for it. I’ll be there to calm you down, kiss your forehead, reassure you that everything is alright, and take care of you properly. Comfort, patience, and safety matter far more to me than perfection ever will.

I’m naturally nurturing but also firm when needed. I value communication, consistency, patience, and clear boundaries. I enjoy routines, check-ins, rewards, cuddles, encouragement, and making my partner feel genuinely treasured. Whether it’s aftercare, helping you relax after a hard day, creating cozy moments together, or guiding you when you need grounding, I take pride in being dependable and emotionally present.

Outside the dynamic, I’m mature, respectful, affectionate, and drama-free. I want something real not just a scene, but a connection where both people feel understood and fulfilled.

If you’re a little who wants a dominant caregiver that can lead with confidence, protect your peace, encourage your growth, and make you feel safe enough to fully be yourself, I’d love to hear from you.

First of all, before you judge I know…sometimes I can be a little shady but I think sometimes we all are. I’m 49 and I have a son who’s 19. He had a GF 19 for about 3 years and last year she decided not to go to college but to go to massage school and work at one of those chain upscale type of places. At the time it destroyed him because he was “in love” and didn’t feel comfortable knowing that at some point she would be touching men.

When he asked for advice I told him that he would meet a ton of pretty girls and to let her go. I told him that guys would go just to be touched, even if everything was above board. He didn’t want to be around that.

Well…life moved on and I totally forgot about her until last week. One of wives who live down the street was walking her dog and randomly told me she got a massage by my son’s ex. My heart jumped and I asked her where she worked. As soon as I got home, I went on line and sure enough she was on the site open to book an appointment.

That night I jerked off to her photo on the site and imaging all the times I saw her in short shorts, a bikini or when she would hang out in her PJs when she would sleep over.

I couldn’t stop myself, after jerking off and cumming over and over, I booked an appt.

Saturday was the day. I used a fake name so she wasn’t expecting me. When I walked in my heart was beating so hard I thought I was going to pass out. My name is called and I’m walked to a room and given a robe. I took off my clothes and put on the robe. When she walked in her face turned to panic and just like that it changes and she flashes a huge smile. We say hi and give each other a huge. She was hotter than I remember.

We talk for a couple mins and she hands me a towel and tells me to lay on my stomach as she warms up the oil. She turned her back I took off my robe and laid on my stomach. I put the towel over my ass and it starts.

Her small hands started on my feet. My mind was racing. I never thought in a million years that her hands would ever touch my body. We start small talk and we talked like we were best friends. She asked about my life and was excited to hear how well my business was doing. As she worked up my back I could feel my dick get hard and then after a few mins I would relax and get soft again. I could feel pre cum on the table as my dick slipped back and forth on it.

And then the big moment. She told me to turn around while she got more oil. As I turned around there was so much pre cum on the table. I didn’t know what to do, I knew I had to address it but also, what could I say.

I sat up and put on my robe and asked her if she had a small towel I could use. She laughed and when she turned she asked if I had an “accident” and if I did it was OK. She said it’s happened in the past and it’s natural to get so relaxed that…things happen.

The only thing that was running through my head was how cool she was about it. I remember her as a stresser, control freak but never easy going and non judgmental. It was sooo hot to see how much she’s changed and matured.

I told her I didn’t have an accident but I did leak a little. She smiled and left the room so I could clean the table and get myself comfortable. I cleaned up and got on my back. My heart was going to jump out of my chest. When she came back my mind was racing. We started chatting about life and out of no where I asked her if she does private sessions. I told her I had a sugar baby in the past and she doesn’t need to be that but it would be nice to have someone to call when I was stressed from work. I told her that I would double the rate I paid for the message I was getting. She smiled and just said maybe.

By this time she was massaging my chest. Her face was so close to mine and she smelled so good. I couldn’t help it, I pushed off my towel to expose my semi hard dick. She looked down and said “if you promise to book me again.”

Of course I would and her hand moved down and started to rub my dick. As it got hard she put two hands on it and jerked me until I cam all over her hands. It felt so good, I couldn’t believe my son broke up with her. She gave me number and I tipped her well.

All weekend we have been flirting by text. My son has no idea and I’ll have to hide it but his ex is going to be my new sugar baby before I know it. Whoops lol.

I’m a 49-year-old caregiver at heart. I’m stable, grounded, and comfortable in life, looking for a genuine long-term DDlg connection built on trust, affection, growth, and loyalty. I believe in a more traditional relationship dynamic where the masculine role means providing, protecting, leading with fairness, and creating a safe space where both people can fully be themselves. I’m dominant by nature, but never harsh for the sake of ego. Sensitivity, patience, communication, and consistency matter to me just as much as chemistry and attraction.

I’m looking for someone sweet, intelligent, caring, playful, and naturally submissive. Someone who values emotional intimacy as much as physical connection. I want a relationship where we genuinely enjoy life together, whether that means cooking dinner, taking weekend trips, staying in for movies and cuddles, or getting creative together. Let’s paint or draw and proudly hang our art all over the house. Let’s build traditions, inside jokes, routines, and a home that feels safe and comforting for both of us.

I’m kink-positive, open-minded, and judgment-free. Whether you’re brand new to DDlg or experienced within the lifestyle, I value honesty, consent, communication, and mutual respect above everything else. If you’re newer, I enjoy guiding gently and helping someone discover what makes them feel secure, cherished, and fulfilled. If you’re experienced, I appreciate someone who truly embraces their submissive side and enjoys the emotional depth, structure, affection, and connection that DDlg can bring.

To me, the best DDlg relationships are not about control for control’s sake; they’re about partnership, trust, emotional safety, encouragement, accountability, nurturing, and creating a bond where both people thrive. A good dynamic can make life softer, more joyful, more affectionate, and more meaningful. It’s about having someone in your corner every day: a protector, a comfort, a teammate, and a safe place to land when life gets difficult.

If you’re looking for something authentic, affectionate, playful, stable, and lasting — and you value communication, kindness, loyalty, and emotional connection — I’d love to hear from you.

We have recently got married after dating for 5 years. I (49m) have been in a so many relationships but they couldn’t get past the 2 - 5 year mark…until I met my wife. We have an age gap and from the first time we met she had no shame about what she wants and needs sexually.

In the past the relationship part is amazing but my low sex drive, small penis and phycological ED would put a huge drain on things.

But when I met my wife within a few months of meeting her she laid down the rules; take them or break up. She wanted better sex but with some one or a few consistent men. She would choose and jealousy was not allowed. She wanted to be in a “kitchen table” kind of cuckold relationship.

At first this was a shock to me. I have a low self esteem and I’ve been called a cuck “as a joke” in the past so I know of the lifestyle. I just never thought it would present it self to me.

What I have found out about myself is that being a cuck has made me the best me. It’s created a sex drive I didn’t have before. The pressure to perform sexually was no longer an anxiety I carried. I have a confidence that I have never had before. I know where I fit in.

Work has been amazing and I don’t feel guilty putting in extra hours. It’s an easy phone call to my wife knowing her BF is always up to come over for dinner and keep her company.

Has anyone else found that being a cuckold was the key to their ideal life? Allowed for an honest ltr? Gave you the confidence knowing where you fit in?

My daughter (20) is a psychology major and took a human sexuality class this semester. I’m Bi and she’s aware of that and would ask a lot of questions; being closeted, being caught by her Mom, some of my kinks.

We have gotten a lot closer this past semester. Last week she dropped the complicated question; have I ever fantasized about her. It was a loaded question but she was so understanding and non judgmental about everything else I decided to be honest.

Of course I have checked her out. But not the same context she was expecting. I told her I did but while she was with other men. Watching her work so hard to get pretty for them, when we go to concerts and men move in behind her to touch her or listening when she brings men home.

Her face when I told her this was constantly changing. She looked very confused and I did not give her the answer she was expecting. She was expecting “No” and was not ready for yes but.

She’s been very supportive with my gay side. Shes gone to gay clubs with me and even set me up with people who she knows. It’s been great to go on double dates with her to these things.

She asked me if I listened a few weeks ago when she brought home a Bumble date. I did and then she asked if I wanted to sit with her to pick a date for her to go (yesterday.) I was nervous about being so vulnerable with her but I said yes. We made a night of it; some weed, wine and pizza lol.

We sat in her room. I asked if I could look around while she set up her Tv to the phone so we could both see easily. The first drawer I opened was next to her bed. She had a few un opened boxes of condoms and I asked her why they weren’t opened yet, she said, that the last few men didn’t like the feel of a condom. And with that, my dick started to get hard. That was the hottest answer.

It was set up and we started looking at guys her age. After a few I told her that I always imagined her with an older man. She turned to me and said that she always thought about it but never had the guts. We moved the age to search and as she was swiping yes messages started pouring in from them. I picked my top 4 and she chatted with them on her own the rest of the day and set up a date for last night.

She told me that it was no guarantee but she would be home around 3am so if I wanted to wake up. I might hear something fun.

I woke up and fuck!! I heard it all. Every moan, slap, spank, gag. I jerked off while I sat in the hall way listening to them go. He really did his job: I cam way before he was done. This morning when I saw him grabbing food from my frig all I could do is ask him if I could cook for him.

I cooked and watched them sit and watch Tv. They left together and I can say for 100% last night was the best sexual experience of my life.

Let’s start out by stating the obvious. I’m a bad Dad and gave my daughter (20) huge Daddy issues.

We haven’t talked most of her life. Her Mom caught me cheating and we got a divorce. My daughter recently transferred to a school a couple of hours from me and she’s asked to move in with me for the summer.

A few weeks ago; my daughter popped up on my FY on my socials. The first time I saw it I didn’t pay too much attn to it but when I took a better look i realized that she was in the parking lot of some strip club.

I started going through her page and things started to add up. Vacations, fancy dinners, nice clothes; I thought her Mom was paying for it all but she’s a stripper!!!

It took me a couple weeks to find out her schedule but this past Friday I went in to see her for myself. Yes I think she’s hot and I would love for a chance to see her naked. I planned on acting dumb and telling her I was in town for work when she realized I was there.

I sat down in the back and almost instantly a stripper sat by me and suggested I get a drink. I did, I was horny already and we had a good conversation. But then, finally my daughter is on stage. I watch her every move and notice all the men on the tip row leaning forward. Fuckkkk I watched her slowly take off her clothes in front of at least 50 guys. Looking at her as a play thing.

I was wearing sweat pants and the stripper who was next to me noticed my hard fucking cock. She started to move her hand up my leg all the way to the tip of my dick. We talked and this went on for a couple of other woman on stage. I asked for a private dance and we moved to a different room. There were already a few dances going on and we took a sofa in a back corner. When she started it felt so good and I put my head back and imagined my daughter. And then I heard her laugh.

She was on the other side of the room straddling some guy. She had her top off and was grinding him so hard. His hands were all over her and I realized this was her everyday. I felt the stripper on my lap working my cock while I was staring at my daughter. I felt my balls ache and I cam so hard. I made a noise and my daughter looked straight at me.

The look of shock but also disgust as I realized the black lights lit up my pants. She knew I cam in my pants. As I walked out she called out at me and came up to me. She handed me some papertowls and told me to go out the backdoor. She showed me the way out snd we were alone in the back smoking a cigg.

We didn’t talk long before she told me that I should know that my friends found out and have been coming in once a week. She said that she didn’t want it to be weird if she moved in with me and they hang out with her.

I haven’t been able to stop jerking off all day. I want to see her again, to watch her perform, with the low key hope I see my friends asking her for a dance.

I’ve spent some time in the bowl and genuinely enjoy the dynamic when it’s built on honesty, consistency, attraction, and mutual appreciation. I’m successful, emotionally intelligent, generous, and naturally more submissive in relationships. I enjoy making a woman’s life easier, supporting her goals, planning experiences, and being attentive to what makes her happy. That part comes naturally to me.

Where I sometimes struggle is figuring out if there’s space in the bowl for a man like me who enjoys FLR/cuckold adjacent dynamics without it automatically turning into full-blown findom. It can feel like searching for a needle in a haystack.

My question: what’s the healthiest way for a man to introduce these kinds of kinks or relationship preferences in the bowl without immediately attracting a findom dynamic? I’d genuinely love thoughtful perspectives.

Hey all, I’m a 49 yr old guy from San Francisco who’s looking for a long-term FLR/cuckold dynamic built around real connection, consistency, chemistry, and trust. I’m single, stable, emotionally available, and genuinely looking for something meaningful rather than random horny chats that disappear after a few days.

A little about me: I have a career I genuinely enjoy, I’m close with my family, and I’ve built a good life for myself. I’m the kind of man who enjoys providing, supporting, and showing up consistently for the people I care about. I’m loyal, patient, generous, affectionate, and naturally submissive in relationships. I love the idea of building a partnership where a woman can fully embrace her confidence, freedom, femininity, and leadership while I support and admire her completely.

I’m very kink-positive and heavily drawn toward FLR/cuckold dynamics, but I’m not looking for someone who treats me like a disposable kink dispenser. I want genuine conversation, friendship, chemistry, flirting, humor, daily check-ins, and the kind of dynamic where we become important parts of each other’s lives. Good morning texts, random thoughts throughout the day, teasing, affection, and building trust over time matter a lot to me.

I’m especially attracted to intelligent, confident women with strong personalities and warm energy. I love women who know what they want and aren’t afraid to take the lead naturally. If you enjoy admiration, attention, praise, and having a man who genuinely enjoys supporting you emotionally and practically, we’ll probably get along very well.

Outside of kink, I’m into museums, concerts, road trips, sports, gaming, learning new things, and honestly just sharing experiences with someone I click with. Bonus points if you’re creative, sarcastic, passionate about your hobbies, or send pet photos.

I can’t wait to hear from you, maybe send me a message and tell me about yourself?

I’m 49, established, and at a point in life where I want to share it with a woman who truly understands and embraces the BDSM lifestyle, not just as play, but as a language of love. With trust, honestly and connection. I’m dominant, experienced, and passionate about: rope, impact, discipline, and sensory play, and I approach all of it with care, respect, and communication at the center.

I’m looking for someone who enjoys the lifestyle, who finds joy and intimacy in surrendering safely and exploring boundaries together. Beyond the bedroom, I value honesty, transparency, intelligence, and intentional living. I want a partner who is nurturing, confident, and excited to build a life together that balances passion, fun, and emotional connection.

Life is richer when shared with someone who matches your intensity and values. I offer loyalty, protection, generosity, and deep affection, and I’m looking for a woman who wants a committed, fulfilling partnership where love, kink, and everyday life are seamlessly intertwined.

If you’re a woman who finds beauty in BDSM as a love language and craves a relationship grounded in trust, care, and passion, I’d love to hear from you. Let’s explore the possibilities together.

I’m probably a little better in conversation than I am at writing about myself, but here goes.

I’m someone who tends to show care in quiet, consistent ways; being present, paying attention, and making sure the people in my life feel supported without it ever feeling heavy. I like creating a sense of ease…where you can relax a bit and just be yourself.

I have a curious mind and a creative side (even if my art doesn’t always cooperate). I’m drawn to experiences that feel real; live music, unexpected moments, long drives with no real plan other than good conversation. I like getting to know what makes someone light up.

I’m kink-positive and lean naturally dominant, but for me that only works when there’s trust, comfort, and mutual respect. The connection comes first everything else builds from there.

What I’m looking for is pretty simple: someone kind, engaging, and genuine. A woman who has her own interests and direction, but also appreciates a connection where there’s care, warmth, and a bit of playful chemistry. Someone who enjoys both independence and togetherness in the right balance.

If you’re someone who likes meaningful conversation, a little laughter, and the feeling of being appreciated…I’d love to hear from you.

Tell me something you enjoy so much you lose track of time doing it.

I’m 49, generous by nature, and genuinely enjoy caring for and spoiling a little who I connect with long term.

I’m drawn to the ABDL dynamic in a way that’s rooted in trust, comfort, and emotional safety, not just the surface level aspects. I’m looking to connect with a little or medium who enjoys the simple, comforting things that come with it: coloring, games, cozy routines, and having a place where she can truly relax and just be.

I have a welcoming home and would love to offer a dedicated little space, something that’s yours, where you can unwind, feel safe, and express yourself freely. There’s no judgment here. Accidents, vulnerability, quiet days, playful days…all of it is met with patience, understanding, and care.

What I value most is the connection behind the dynamic. With the right person, there’s consistency, reassurance, and a sense of being genuinely appreciated. I enjoy guiding and mentoring in a supportive way, helping build confidence while also knowing when to simply slow down and enjoy the moment together. The benefit of the right dynamic isn’t control; it’s comfort, trust, and knowing someone has your back.

I’m looking for someone kind, communicative, and open to building something real over time. Whether you’re experienced or just discovering this side of yourself, what matters most is honesty and mutual respect.

If the idea of a safe space, a caring presence, and a dynamic built on trust and warmth speaks to you, I’d love to hear from you. Tell me what makes you feel small, safe, and happy.

I’m 49, established, and at a point in life where I want to share it with a woman who truly understands and embraces the BDSM lifestyle, not just as play, but as a language of love. With trust, honestly and connection. I’m dominant, experienced, and passionate about: rope, impact, discipline, and sensory play, and I approach all of it with care, respect, and communication at the center.

I’m looking for someone who enjoys the lifestyle, who finds joy and intimacy in surrendering safely and exploring boundaries together. Beyond the bedroom, I value honesty, transparency, intelligence, and intentional living. I want a partner who is nurturing, confident, and excited to build a life together that balances passion, fun, and emotional connection.

Life is richer when shared with someone who matches your intensity and values. I offer loyalty, protection, generosity, and deep affection, and I’m looking for a woman who wants a committed, fulfilling partnership where love, kink, and everyday life are seamlessly intertwined.

If you’re a woman who finds beauty in BDSM as a love language and craves a relationship grounded in trust, care, and passion, I’d love to hear from you. Let’s explore the possibilities together.

I’ve never been shy about the fact that I’ve had a few sugar babies. I’ve never hid it and it’s one of the reasons I am separated from my daughter’s (19) Mom.

Few months ago I went with my daughter and a couple of her friends on a ski trip. We got a cabin for a week and I brought my SB. Her friends were cool about it and since it’s been a running joke with them.

But jokes have a way of becoming real. One of my daughter’s friends (19) texted me a month ago letting me know she’s been thinking about being a SB and why not me as her SD. She wasn’t concerned about my daughter. She said that we are both adults and my daughter would understand.

So obviously I said yes and although my daughter hasn’t said anything, there was that awkwardness when her friend would sleep over and head up to my room at the end of the night.

I could tell something was brewing with my daughter. She was irritated with me but not in any obvious way. And then came the bomb. She wanted to go to an amateur night at a strip club and since I was so open with her friend I shouldn’t mind going to support my daughter like she does me.

My instant feeling was shock and then my mind went to work. Of course I’ve thought about my daughter. The way she looks when she’s going to bed or the times she asks how she looks before going out. But this was different. She would be on stage in front of a bunch of other men looking to take advantage of a newbie. But I said yes and she gave me the time and wanted me to take her. She wanted to drink and get high before we went.

I think I was as nervous as her on the car ride. As soon as we get there she takes her bag to the side entrance and I walk in to the club. I had to wait for an hour and a half but it was well worth it. When my daughter came on it was packed. I sat at a table in back and watched her awkwardly move across the stage. You could tell she had no clue but the crowd cheered the loudest and started to ball up bills and throw them at her. She got naked and moved like she was fucking the stage. It was so cringe but also so hot knowing that she was sexual enough to strip but so inexperienced. When she ended I was so horny.

About 30 mins later she came to find me in her sweats with the biggest smile. She asked me how it felt to see her that way. If I would support if she wanted to strip or be a SB herself. I knew she was doing this to get back at me. But tbh I was really turned on. I told her if she wanted to be out there I would support it. As we sat and watched other girls, more than a few men asked if she was working or if she was just trying out, they wanted lap dances. She would laugh it off and tell them that she wasn’t working but thanked them.

The more this happened the more I saw her as a woman. That she was at a strip club and I had bills to spend. As we sat there I took out a large bill and put it in her hand under the table. She kind of looked at me weird and I laughed and told her, I was supporting her as a stripper. She said yes Daddy and fuckkkkkk her hand stated to move up and down my leg. She didn’t touch my dick but there was no hiding I was hard AF.

After a few more dances we went home. On the drive she talked about how she felt on stage, how the money turned her on and how she was glad I went. I told her that if she needs me to go again with her to let me know. As I was driving I pulled out my wallet and handed her some more. But this time I moved her hand right on top of my dick. I looked down and say my big dick in her hands I couldn’t help myself. After a few tugs I cam all over my lap.

It was one of the hottest things I have ever experienced. We agreed there was no way we can tell anyone and we would limit this activity to the club. Now I’m her #1 fan and can’t wait to watch her again on Friday!!

I’m 49, generous by nature, and genuinely enjoy caring for and spoiling a little who I connect with long term.

I’m drawn to the ABDL dynamic in a way that’s rooted in trust, comfort, and emotional safety, not just the surface level aspects. I’m looking to connect with a little or medium who enjoys the simple, comforting things that come with it: coloring, games, cozy routines, and having a place where she can truly relax and just be.

I have a welcoming home and would love to offer a dedicated little space, something that’s yours, where you can unwind, feel safe, and express yourself freely. There’s no judgment here. Accidents, vulnerability, quiet days, playful days…all of it is met with patience, understanding, and care.

What I value most is the connection behind the dynamic. With the right person, there’s consistency, reassurance, and a sense of being genuinely appreciated. I enjoy guiding and mentoring in a supportive way, helping build confidence while also knowing when to simply slow down and enjoy the moment together. The benefit of the right dynamic isn’t control; it’s comfort, trust, and knowing someone has your back.

I’m looking for someone kind, communicative, and open to building something real over time. Whether you’re experienced or just discovering this side of yourself, what matters most is honesty and mutual respect.

If the idea of a safe space, a caring presence, and a dynamic built on trust and warmth speaks to you, I’d love to hear from you. Tell me what makes you feel small, safe, and happy.