And I Stopped Calling You Daddy Book Novels & Stories

And yet, here I was, lying in bed and sipping hot cocoa. “Twenty more days,” I muttered to myself. A knock came on my door and I sat up. “Come in,” I invited. Dad walked in and I tensed. He hadn’t been here since the second day when he laid his house rules. “What do you want?” I asked, with something of a frown. He didn’t answer. Instead, he dialled a number and placed his phone on his ear. “Yes, that’s why I’m calling,” he said. “I need a favour.”

"Just like that daddy..... no wait.., i didn't mean... stop slapping it like that!" I gasped at the word. Daddy. My dick twitched, I loved the name so much, Even if it slipped out all fuzzy and accidental while he was still half-gone. I froze for half a second, my hand hovering, then burst out laughing. "Daddy? Oh my god, did you just call me daddy? While I'm slapping your hole like it's a naughty little toy? That's fucking gold. You are so out of it right now it's hilarious."

my father gasps, but I have no intention of continuing our conversation. “Have a good evening father and I’ll text you and grandfather the time and place for our meeting.”

He said and same time my mobile started raining which was placed on the dining table it was Dad's call because I had set up a different ringtone for him and my breath hitched. "Relax, just receive the call," Uncle said and I nodded receiving the call and the same time Uncle Harrison inserted his finger in my core giving slow finger fucking. "H...Hello..." I stammered on call. "Harrison told me you both having dinner out so I am going to sleep. Harrison has extra keys and doesn't sleep late. You have school tomorrow" Daddy was telling me While Uncle Harrison pumping his one digit inside me. "...Yes...Yes Dad" I again stammered

"Good fucking girl. You came for Daddy." "No more Daddy," I whined, pulling myself back with my elbows. Daddy followed me, his lips closing around the throbbing bud, making me see stars. "Fuck," I shuddered. "Poor baby," I let out a shaky breath, managing to catch my breath when he rose to look me in the eyes. His cock pressed against my entrance, once again clouding my already fogged mind. Despite my body screaming for me to stop, my slutty self wanted Daddy to pound me until I lost myself completely. I needed his cock like I needed air to breathe and I loved the desperation that consumed me whenever I think about my daddy's cocks. "Look at you. So perfect," Daddy hummed to himself, cupping

“You’ll always have me. No matter where I am. But listen, Lydia… I need you to do something for me.” She sniffled, her lashes wet. “What?” My lips trembled as the words slipped out before I could stop them. “Call him. Call your daddy.” Her eyes widened, shock lighting up her little face. “Daddy?” For a moment, silence stretched between us. Lydia blinked, her fear melting into something softer. A tiny smile curled on her lips, hesitant at first, then full of warmth. “So you finally accept him, Mummy?” I swallowed hard, unable to answer. Instead, I pulled her back into my arms, burying my face in her hair. My tears soaked her curls as my heart screamed every word I couldn’t say out loud.

“My love, I have to tell you something, come, come with me,” The little boy, with a smile lighting up Rebecca’s world approached her. “What’s going on, mom? Daniel will be ready soon, let’s go, mommy.” “My love,” Rebecca said, closing her eyes like she wanted to be sure about what she was going to say, “my love, you can’t call him daddy.” Rud’s smile erased. “Why, why can’t I call him my daddy?” “Because that’s not correct, my love,” she said.

"I love when you call me daddy." "Aaahh... daddy... I'm going to... I'm going to..." "Going to what?" "I'm going to come... please daddy... let me come..." "Wait." "I can't... aaahh... I can't anymore..." "Wait for daddy." I bit my lip until it almost bled. Leon kept moving, but now slower, deeper. He savored every centimeter of my body. I could feel him pulse inside me. "Please daddy... I can't hold it anymore..."

voice, daddy I said while tears streamed down my eyes, I looked and saw my mother eyes wide and opened just stiring at me like that, please spare her, my dad said, the big dog growled and jumped out the window, i rushed to dad side and squat down next to me, hey sweetie, daddy what’s going on, why’s mommy looking at me like that, hey look at me, he said, I turned and looked at him, mommy went to a better place okay, a better place, what do you mean dad, he stretch his hand to my face and stroked my cheeks, can you do something for me sweetie, yes, I nodded, take my phone on the table and call grandma to come okay, okay, I went to the table and took the phone and went to dad and called grand

" He corrected the kid. The little boy blinked his huge eyes. " Then what should I call you?" " You should call me daddy." With a deep voice, avoid of any doubt, he answered. The little boy widened his eyes. A pair of huge eyes stared fixedly at Gong Yexiao. Which were filled with pleasant surprise. " You're my daddy? You're really my daddy?" Gong Yexiao returned the little boy's stare with a deep, penetrating look of his own and replied with absolute certainly. " Yes, I'm your father and you're my son."