Anal Dad Novels & Stories

Adam whispers as I pull away. “Yes, you will,” I smile and leave with my family. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “She went all pale when you tried to shake her hand,” Cain is laughing. “I was so proud of you in that moment. Only the goddess knows where you learned that level of decorum and civility,” Dad smiles at me and winks. “Dad is dating,” Cain tells me as food is brought to us. “Who?” I raised by eyebrows in surprise. “Anyone willing,” Cain jokes and Dad looks unembarrassed.

Probably something about his school. Fred came back a few seconds later with a big letter that was in a file then stretched it to her, she collected the file slowly and before removing the letter that was inside, she asked,"did anyone told you to give me this?" Perhaps, Henry had given this to Fred. "No one gave me. I performed a DNA test and that's the result." Fred said and added, "Mommy, my daddy is a billionaire CEO!" The little one jubilated merrily. Fred had told Sarah to take her to the hospital after he got the hair he needed from Henry at the underground garage of Vernon's corporation.

Aden "You are joking right?" Dad "Do you really think its good time for joke? I am serious Aden. I can't let him ruin my hardwork of decades. I can't see my empire ruining in front of me because of my decision. I am thinking wisely. I have already decided that you would be the CEO and that's final." Aden "But Dad you know nothing is good between me and Xavier. You are going to make everything worse. "

dad said excitedly. Yeah let's go meet my dad's wife. Man my father is like a kid who just got candy from his nana. It's good to see dad like this it's been nearly 5 years now. Dad said I should go inside because he wants to get our things from the car. Just as I was about to knock a fucking goddess open the door like man she's got beautiful tanned skin,beautiful blue eyes you could drown in,small nose and full kissable lips. I didn't even realise I was staring nope scratch that admiring this goddess before me until she cleared her throat.

I could see how hard daddy was holding back and how harder it was for him by the second. "Do you want to cum, daddy?" "Cara!" "Hmmm... Daddy, tell me how much you want to cum" I ran my hands over his strong abs. "Damnit Cara, fuck that promise, I can't hold back any..." "Daddy! Oh..." "Daddy, just a bit more" I moved my hands back up to his shoulders and began riding him hard. My toes curled as I rode hard through the last seconds. "I am gonna cum!" I rasped. "Daddy, cum in my ass!" I moaned.

Zane's strained voice fills the silence. I chuckle, but slumber as I say to him, "I can't help it, Daddy. I would never navigate life without you in it," I spit out. "And who said I wouldn't be there?" Zane asks turning grabbing me gently until my body was on top of his own. "I'm sorry, Daddy," I break down in tears once more, as I sniff him. "You smell good, Daddy," I praise him. "Thank you, baby girl," Zane praises me.

she murmured, her voice choked with emotion as she scanned his small frame for any sign of injury. "I'm okay, Mom," Adam replied, his voice muffled against her shoulder. "Daddy killed the bad man and saved me. I love you, Daddy!" he declared proudly, his words a testament to the bond that had been forged between father and son in the crucible of adversity.

Anna returned the phone to Tommy, then sent Nathan a message from her own phone. Only after confirming that he had received it did Anna say to Tommy, "Don't worry about what he said. John will always be your only dad. No one can ask you to call anyone else, including your grandpa."

Eli shakes his head violently. “No. I’m not a piece on your chessboard. I’m not something you hide away when things get dangerous.” Damian storms a hand through his hair, frustration radiating off him like heat. “Eli, you don’t understand—my father doesn’t negotiate. He hunts. He destroys. He breaks people to see what shape they take when he’s done.” “So let me stand with you,” Eli says fiercely. Damian grabs Eli by the waist, pulling him close again.

"You don't get to talk about him, Quentin. That baby was doomed from day one. Nobody wanted him. Why bring him here just to suffer?" I stepped forward, slow and silent, like something already gone. Blood slid down my legs, thick and warm, leaving smeared footprints behind—little bits of what used to be. I stopped inches from him. My voice? Empty. "Even his dad wouldn't claim him. So tell me—who was actually waiting for him?" Quentin's lips tightened, but his eyes gave him up. Full of fear. Shaky. Shattered. His mouth opened. Nothing came out. He had nothing.