Romans & histoires Books With Daddy Kink

He pinned them to the mattress on either side of her hips, his grip firm and unyielding. "When Daddy is on your body," he growled, his eyes blazing up at her from between her thighs, "you need to learn that every single action of yours must be with permission." His voice dropped even lower, becoming something dark and dangerous and devastatingly arousing. "Do you understand me, you naughty, cock-loving slut?" The words were followed by a sharp spank directly to her pussy, making her back arch off the mattress. "Fuck! Y... yes! Yes, daddy!" Anny cried out, her fingers gripping the sheets so tightly her knuckles went white.

kinky's dad love on fire chapter 61 Kinky walks down the stairs all dress up, "Daddy how do I look?" Kinky asked with a smiles. "You're looking drips on drips baby" Noah repiled from her back lol dressed in black round neck witha long bad boy trousers. "My baby and I all set for outing" Naoh said walking down the stairs with her. "Where exactly are you guys going to?" Eva asked looking at the two of them.

“No more running. No more shadows. Just this — you, me, our children… growing our family exactly how we want.” He leaned in, lips brushing the shell of her ear while he kept Alexander cradled gently against his chest. “And tonight, when our boy is asleep…” His tone turned darker, more possessive, the daddy kink threading through his words like silk over steel. “Daddy’s going to lay you down, kiss every inch of this beautiful pregnant body, and remind you exactly who you belong to. I’m going to slide so deep inside you that you feel me for days. Fill you again and again until you’re dripping with me. Because this belly… this pussy… these children — they’re all mine. My wife. My princess. My f

“When I’m making you moan like this, when I'm claiming your body, you call me daddy. Understood?” I've never had a daddy kink before, but something about hearing it come from Saph’s lips over the last few weeks has brought out a new side of myself. “Yes, Daddy. That feels so good,” she moans, writhing on the couch wantonly. The animal in me is unleashed. I tug her red scrub pants off, discarding them to the floor. Her thin black panties quickly become a mess of silk shreds on the floor. Saph gasps as I pave a path of kisses down her torso, stopping right above her neatly trimmed pussy. I may have a newfound daddy kink, but I still appreciate knowing I’m with a woman. I love that her pussy is

“Yes, fuck, right there, daddy.” Who the fuck is this girl with daddy kink The headboard slammed. Wet and rhythmic. Squelches echoed down the hall, the unmistakable sound of a pussy taking cock hard and fast. He was groaning loud on purpose. She was louder. I was three quarters through a bottle of vodka that I had stolen from Richard's bar, trying to drink myself unconscious before the show started. It hadn't worked. I would have worked, if it started the usual time it does. But he's a devil, he knows how to do everything to suit what he wants.

I slowly remove his fingers from my mouth with a pop sound and his gaze darkens even more!. "You know you are playing with fire Sarah?" And i swallow and try to keep my knees from trembling upon hearing his words. "What....what if I like to....play with fire, Daddy?" I mumble shyly and he lets out a shaky breath. He slowly pulls me into his chest with his big strong muscular arms. His scent drives me crazy and my head starts to spin. "Daddy huh......You sure like to play with fire kitten....because once that fire starts you can't stop it....it will consume you!!" He whispers in my ear while slightly licking my earlobe making me moan softly and he chuckles.

He curls his fingers against my g-spot, firm, practiced, the rough pads of his fingers catching on the textured spot, and my thighs slam shut around his hand. He forces them open. Pins my knees apart with his forearms while his fingers pump inside me, deep, curling strokes that hit my g-spot on every pass. The wet sounds are obscene, squelch, squelch, squelch— filling the dark kitchen, and I can feel my arousal running down his hand, dripping onto the granite. “Don’t stop, right there, oh please oh PLEASE, Dominic— DADDY—” The word slips out. Daddy. For my boyfriend’s father. And the sound he makes, a low, guttural groan against my breast, tells me it was exactly the right word.

"Touching yourself at night imagining your daddy's friend fucking you. Bet you get so wet thinking about it." I had. God, I had. His hand left my mouth long enough to slide down and cup my pussy from the front. His fingers found my clit, rubbing circles that made my knees buckle. "Soaked," he muttered. "Fucking dripping all over my cock. You love this, don't you? Love getting fucked by a man twice your age while your daddy plays cards right outside?" "Yes," I sobbed quietly, past the point of caring how desperate I sounded. "God, yes—"

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.

Tina straddled the arm of the couch on my other side, her hand already between my legs, two fingers sliding through my dripping folds. “Oh my god… she’s dripping down cock already. So fucking wet for you, Sir.” Dad’s hand gripped my ass, spreading me open. His cockhead nudged my entrance, hot and slick. “Look at you… so fucking ready to take daddy’s cock like you were made for it.” He pushed in slow—inch by thick inch—stretching me open until I was full, burning and perfect. I cried out, nails digging into his shoulders. “Fuck—Daddy—too big…”