Anger Dad Inside Out Novels & Stories

Eventually, Dad decided to see a therapist at his family's urging. I stayed by his side and accompanied him to every appointment. He took his medication and did his exercises every day, working hard to overcome six years of trauma. Six months later, Dad looked remarkably handsome. His face grew rosy, and the scars on his skin gradually faded, leaving it smooth again. His once-hunched back straightened, and his dark eyes hardened with resolve. He radiated a vitality he had never shown.

“Let’s try this position over here, daddy. I love the way your cock feels deep inside my ass and I don’t want you to stop until you are ready to finish. I want to watch it slip in from my opening and stuffing it deep inside my bowels.” Dad moved over to me and came up behind me and grabbed my hips. It was unbelievable. Less than twenty minutes ago, my father couldn’t even get the head of his cock inside my asshole. Now he walks up behind me and just pushes it right in and balls deep no less. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and enveloped my entire body. He became this blanket of love covering me from behind. “Ohh yeah, I like this, honey, can you see how sexy you look with daddy’s coc

I grinned happily, pulling out his wrinkled cheeks like a little curious girl. "Happy new year, Aunt!" I beamed at my stepmom too before sliding in for a tight hug. She was looking so beautiful as always in her bold box black braid that was styled in an updo and a signature African-style gown with golden ornaments that were glistening against her deep dark brown skin. "Happy New Year, darling; good to see you again." She patted me on my back lovely, and I smiled warmly at her. "This isn't Jasper." The cranky voice of my dad gave out, squinting his eyes curiously at Vince, who was standing beside the couch, looking lost. So foolish of me to be taken away by my emotions, forgetting a full-grow

DAISY "Fuck... You fucking know I can't help it" Daddy groaned, a snap in his tone before he suddenly turned me around. I gasped at how sudden it was but smiled right after. The smile didn't last long though as he wasted no time in pulling up the dress I was wearing to reveal my panties. Pulling the dress up enough for it to be in my face, he whispered roughly into my ears. "Open your mouth" I did just as daddy said, opening my mouth and letting him stuff my mouth with my clothing. I bit down on the dress, holding my dress up for him as he moved his hand back down to my panties.

“We originally planned to wait until your SATs were over, until you became an adult, before telling you all this. “But now someone has gone after our little girl. We can’t keep it from you anymore. “Ariel, from today on, you don’t have to endure anything anymore. “If the sky falls, ninety-nine dads will hold it up for you.” Just then, the doorbell rang. Eric, who was closest to the entrance, opened the door. Outside stood Macy and Daniel. Both were shaking violently, each holding large and small gift boxes. … The two of them stood stiffly at the entrance like chickens whose feathers had been plucked clean. Dad Number Ninety-Five, Isaac, let them in with a completely expressionless face.

He ordered and I did, "Beautiful, now stick that tongue out.” “Okay, Daddy." I struck my tongue out; he looked down at me, and I remained on my knees innocently. Gosh, he always looked great in his golf shirt and his trimmed beard with grey streaks. Fuck, they were a turn-on; they were a reminder that he was older than me. We're talking half my age, which I think is perfect. Daddy placed his fingers on my tongue, and kept it there. Then they went into my mouth, then deep, causing me to cough again.

Because Jim was becoming attached extremely quickly. What would happen if things became complicated again? What would happen if Damon disappointed him? What would happen if history repeated itself? The questions refused to leave my mind. Late that afternoon, the door opened again. I looked up immediately and saw Adrian walking inside carrying coffee and snacks. The moment he entered, Jim brightened instantly. “Uncle Adrian, guess what? Guess what?” Adrian smiled warmly. “What amazing news do you have for me today?” Jim pointed to Damon. “I now have a super cool dad!”

I sat there for a long time, holding Billy's body, while my hazy mind slowly pieced everything together. From Dad's car accident to his so-called "predictions", and the inescapable deaths that befell Asher, Jasper, and Billy… I unraveled them bit by bit, until I remembered that every time I heard Dad's "predictions", Felix had always poured me a glass of the liquid supplement beforehand. He'd looked so concerned back then. "Honey, I know the loss of your loved ones has hit you hard, but you need to take good care of yourself, too. We still have Billy. If something happens to you, too, what will Billy and I do?"

Mom excitedly told my father who was sitting in the living room, watching some game. "I do, actually. Isn't that right?" My dad responded and Zac and I greeted him by kissing his cheek. "Hello, boys. I thought I wouldn't see you for another ten years." He sarcastically said and we just rolled our eyes at him. "Hello, sir, my name is Adam Bishop." Adam introduced himself with a smile, extending his hand to my father who only looked at it before pulling him in a hug. "We don't do formality here, son." Dad said, kissing his cheeks and I could tell the cultural difference is surprising Adam.

dad says rolling his eyes and turning to grab a few shot glasses and the bottle of Reposado tequila. "Uhm, boss. I am so sorry. My son was playing with the beach ball and he threw it a little too hard. Can I grab your broom and dustpan from the closet?" Roger, dad's assistant says as he runs inside the house. Dad chuckles nodding his head, "No worries, Rog, no harm done. You know where it is." he says nodding towards the broom closet by our kitchen. Mom rolls her eyes again, and we all stay silent for a few seconds while dad keeps casually pouring shots. He takes one to his mouth downing the whole thing and smacking his lips together and grunting as he feels the burn of the alcohol going dow