Books About Daddy And Daughter の小説・ストーリー

I feel my wetness pool between my legs and my pussy throbs. “Spread your legs wider,” Cassian commands with a low voice. I comply instantly, every nerve on edge. “Open yourself for me, kitten,” he growls, and then… holy fuck…I catch it the hint of aggressiveness in his voice. “Open your pussy for Daddy.” Daddy? Did he just say Daddy? My chest tightens, breath hitching. The word is so wrong, so forbidden but it stirs something deep inside me, makes my cunt pulse hotter. I want him to be my daddy. I want it more than anything.

The soft music was mesmerizing and the expression on the woman's face was blissful as her partner spoke softly in her ear. The next tab showed a photo of a beautiful woman dressed in a filmy pink baby doll nightgown leaning dreamily over a giant teddy bear. The headline of the blog post was 'Daddy Doms/baby girls.' Shasta breathed in deeply. The article stated that, contrary to popular opinion, Daddy Doms are not pedophiles. They are loving and caring Dominant individuals whose natural desire is to have a nurturing and affectionate intimate relationship with a submissive who has a child-like aspect to her personality.

daddy defends me, hiding me completely behind him. "Baby or not, she made hell shake, again," he says trying to get toward me, but I kept on hiding behind him, my face planted into his back, not letting go anytime soon. "She's being trained, I assure you, sir, her alliance lies with you," daddy says. "Trained, true, but instead of moving the apple like a witch her age, she moved you along the apple," Lucifer says, is he mad, I won't do it again, never.

I wasn't sure how I felt about that, but I couldn't deny the fact that every aspect of the father and daughter's steamy relationship was tweaking my hormones and making me incredibly horny. Another story I found was about a father who had taken something like a Viagra and then had an erection that was too strong. So his daughter ended up stepping in to help relieve him. That story was over the top sexy. She had to make him cum three times before he finally got soft! That story nearly made me have an orgasm just by reading it, without even touching myself. As I said, my father could write like a master!

They were my daddies and I was their little girl. The End

I kept my hands on Daddy's chest as I quickly bounced on top of him. His big c0ck is pierced in my center, and I ride him like a cowgirl. He squeezed my breasts and played with my n1pples. Daddy and I returned home earlier and found that Mommy was not there. We don't know where she went. Her things are still here. So we're making the most of it today while she's gone. Then I have school, and he will start his long shift at the hospital tomorrow.

She raised her head up from the mattress to hiss in her father's ear, "You're coming inside my asshole, Daddy. How does it feel?" He released her breast from his mouth and gasped, "Oh, fuck!" Cindy loved the way her Daddy shuddered and filled her ass with hot daddy-cum. She was spread wide open beneath him, completely vulnerable and exposed. Yet, in that moment she felt incredibly powerful as she milked him dry with her tingling sphincter. He's all mine, now, she thought. My sweet, sexy Daddy can't resist me any more. * * * She was right, of course. Now that he knew how incredible it felt to fuck his daughter and knew how much she wanted him to do it, he could not resist doing it again. Oh,

I shuddered, biting my thumb to calm down as I wound my way through the dark corridor that had a lot of twists and turns. He could kill someone here and no one would know, but that wasn't daddy's thing except when necessary. Finally reaching the basement, I pushed open the door to meet Dylan Xavier seated on a chair, legs crossed, and reading a goddamned book. My father reading a book? Daddy's reading. Normally, he would be training, sweating himself out, but here he was, his eyes fixed on a book — Consciousness Explained. I scoffed, rolling my tongue inside my mouth. “The father I knew didn't read books,” I said wondering when daddy became this boring or Annie might have rubbed off on him.

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.

Baby's Daddy Copyright © 2020—2021 by InamorataFeels All rights reserved. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental. Except as permitted by the author, no part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without the prior written permission of the author.