Ahh Daddy Sound Novels & Stories

“Jigoo!” He stopped for a moment. “Call me daddy first.” “What?!” I burst out laughing. “Call me Daddy,” he insisted. “You’re too young to be a sugar daddy!” I protested. And he tickled me again. “Okay, okay. Daddy…!” I gasped. He panted. “I knew it was going to sound hot when it came from your lips.” What was he up to now? “Is that okay?” “Now, repeat after me… fuck me, daddy.”

Sariel's Point of View "Daddy!" I moaned softly, feeling his fingers trail across the bare skin of my back. He had quick access to it, thanks to my backless shirt. He groaned in response, his voice sounding husky. "I'm your daddy?" he whispered, feeling a mixture of discomfort and excitement as he continued his slow exploration. “Yeah, I'd definitely save your name in my contacts as Daddy Maddy,” I teased, earning a low growl from him. I could feel his breath hitch, almost as if he were losing his composure.

The driving need of back and forth as her father jammed his cock into her pussy and OH GOD! "Daddy... Oh DADDY. It feels..." "I know baby," James said, barely able to form the words, "It's your first time and Daddy wants to be careful with you but..."

Then a small voice, careful, frightened, working very hard to sound like neither. "Daddy?" His eyes closed. "Hey bug." His voice came out steady and he didn't know how. "I've got you." A breath on the other end. Small. Shaking. "They took Mommy."

“Then be one. Be loud. Be proud. Show her what it sounds like when Daddy makes you come. Fuck. I froze for maybe a second. Maybe half. Then I moaned. Loud. Like embarrassingly loud. Like the kind of moan that makes your toes curl and your face go hot because it doesn’t even sound like it’s coming from your throat — it sounds like it’s clawing out of your pussy. “Oh God,” I whimpered, my whole body clenching. “Oh my God, Daddy, I can still feel it. Your cock’s so deep I can feel it in my fucking stomach.”

His voice was a low, possessive rumble. I didn't hesitate. "I want you to fuck my mouth, Daddy." A dark smile played on his lips. "If you know how I love when you call me Daddy… It's the best thing to hear. But your wish is my command."

"And how exactly does Daddy sound like a dragon?" Skye sits up in bed, suddenly full of energy. She puffs out her chest, making a growling noise that sounds more like a kitten than a dragon. "Raaaaawr! See? Like that. Big and scary." "That’s not deep or scary. That’s adorable." "Daddy!" "Okay, okay. Let me try." Damn. I thought she was already getting sleepy. *DING!* My phone buzzes in my pocket. I pull it out and look at the screen.

he groped my both ass cheek as I finished cumming. "Oh my... Oh my" I breathed heavily as my body calmed down, his cock still fully buried inside of me. Daddy pulled me back into him and kissed me hard on the lips before pressing me back roughly. "Hold onto the couch" was all I heard before I started getting the hardest pounding I had ever gotten from him. "Oh my! Daddy! Yes! Fuck!" I screamed, cursed as he rammed his entire length inside of me, reaching depths every time he thrusted in.

"I'm your stepmommy." Zanéh scrunched up her face further like the last word was a pungent smell in her nose. She eyed the lady up and down and settled back on her face. "You're white." Murda slowly rose back to her feet, dusting at her knees. It was obvious she didn't know what reply to give to that. Kiersey saw this as her cue to step in. "I take it you didn't know before? " Zanéh shrugged nonchalantly, popping at her gum. "I don't know, I just assumed Daddy . . . where's my daddy?" She glanced about with question, before settling back on Murda's face with an expression that could be likened to accusal.

It looks like they're more curious about what's about to happen. "Harry," I said whispering his name. I don't know why but saying his name out loud feels like I'm summoning the grim reaper. "Very well, I thought I need to slam your head on the locker again to remember me," Harry said while smiling at me and I can tell that his smile was full of crap, it was like his way of threatening me and I'm a fool if I say that I wasn't threatened a bit. Yeah! A bit. "What do you want from me?" I asked him trying to sound like I wasn't scared of him right now.