Anime Daddies Novels & Stories

I was such a lucky girl. "Damn, you are tight, Britney," Daddy groaned as my asshole resisted his dick. But he kept pushing. He was so strong. "Like me," Noriko said. "Yes," growled Daddy. "Damn, I love fucking barely legal girls in the ass!" "You deserve all the barely legal girls you can fuck, honey!" Mommy said as my anal ring widened and swallowed Daddy's cock.

Lucas asked, slamming home even harder, dragging out a ragged, gaspy moan from his friend's throat. "M-me... I'm tasty... I've got a tasty...fuckable...sweet arse. Once that's addicted... aggh...to getting punished by Daddy's...ngh...merciless cock~" "Who's your Daddy?" "You, Lucas. The owner...of the sweet cock...aagh... Hngh...fucking... urhh~ unghh~ fucking my ass...ngh...like I... oh fuck...aah... aarhh~ aagh...Like I stole your military merits... Oh fuck~ Fuck~ aah... Aaah... Haah~ Auh, my goddess... Fuck, Lucas~! Augh~"

“I’m going to split you wide open, stretch you full, you’re going to scream, for me to continue for me to stop, and even then I won’t stop, I’ll ravage your tiny holes because they are mine, just call me daddy, and my cock is yours” I clenched my eyes shut, my breath was ragged. Heavily turned on No, I had only one daddy. I was only soaking wet because I was ovulating, only Daddy Vincent could be my daddy, not Daniel. “You can’t touch me, daddy will put a gun into your dick…” I moaned, rubbing myself against his hardness some more. I angled my neck, so I could stare at his dark features. A smile broke out on my face, and then I started laughing, excitement stirring and pouring from my womb.

The moment their fingers got to her entrance, their bodies stilled—and so did Isadora’s. Damian and Zavian stared at each other with hate in their eyes but desire in their blood. Just this once. Just this once and never… that was the thought that ran through their minds before they both moved their fingers, the tips of them piercing into her pussy entrance. Isadora’s eyes widened and her back arched upward, but a wave of sensation rolled into her. “Daddies…” she called out, unsure where the words came from. Their bodies stilled at the name, but their hearts fluttered because they liked it—every inch of it.

"Yes... Yes, daddy. I want to have your cock and daddy's cock inside of me at the same time" "Oh fuck..." Daddy Luxuria spanked my ass and then groped it, squeezing tightly until it almost hurt. "I have always known you are a born whore but you never fucking cease to stop amazing me with much of a fucking whore you actually are" Daddy Luxuria grunted, his voice deep and yet irregular. It was obvious that he couldn't hold back for much longer anymore. He was going to have no choice than to come and spill that warm cum all over me. The thought of being filled with warm cum filled my head one more time. The thought of Daddy Luxuria's cum dripping out of my pussy and then Daddy Grayson's cock pu

"And give daddy a taste." My legs bent before my brain fully signed off on the decision. Those images flashed through my mind — Muize's girls, the ones I had watched through cracked doors more times than I would ever admit, the way they had taken him into their mouths like it was their favourite thing. I had watched and filed it away like information I might one day need. Apparently today was that day. I sank to my knees, eyes fixed on him, and felt Zithan move to stand beside his brother.

And it’s been a week since we had a conversation and he never treated me like he normally would. If anything, we were now closer to one another. We would spend nights in each other's room, talking or having sex. Now Duncan wasn’t holding back because of the respect he had for my dad or anything. I got to see him in his real form. And I got to understand why he was always asking me if I knew what I was asking for. Duncan was a beast! A savage beast! Whenever he was having sex, he loved being dominant, I thought I loved dominant guys but he was on a whole new level.

“Yes, Sarah. You’re taking daddy’s cock like a good pretty girl.” Fuck! Why does he keep talking to me like that? Doesn’t he know what he does? “Do you know how long daddy’s been waiting to fuck your pretty pussy?” I shake my head. My eyes are fixed on Ronan’s. I know I dare not look away. “Do you know how long I’ve dreamt of her warm pretty pussy?” His strokes grow faster, angrier. Lord! “You made us wait. We had to touch ourselves to videos of you every night. You knew the cameras were there, and you teased us with your pretty dildo in your pussy every fucking night.”

] This message was followed by a cute emoji. Naomi stared at the screen and smiled. Mister Daddy really knew her. Then several messages popped up in the chat box. [Mister Daddy: You were so brave when spending a hundred million dollars to marry me. Why are you so timid now?] [Mister Daddy: No matter what happens in the future, I will be with you. Don’t believe those feudal superstitions! And please don’t give up. Do you hear me?] At this moment, Naomi suddenly recalled their first meeting.

Hidalgo stood to his mighty feet and my anxieties knew no bounds as he got to us, nuzzling his hand in my red long hair as if he was feeling the texture. These men were lust-hazed in Hunger. Désire. Carving. Darn it! Both father and son imprisoned me intensely and enthusiastically, jailing my body possessively and offering me no vacuum to breathe! Gosh!!! “Daddy!” I hysterically cried out, burning sensation and adrenaline submerging through my body.