Buddy Daddies Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Dominant Daddy (2) EMMA I sat with my three best friends at our favorite small cafe. It was Saturday afternoon. We were drinking cold juice and eating cakes. My friends were laughing and talking loudly about their husbands and boyfriends. I smiled and tried to look normal, but my mind was far away. I kept thinking about Daniel, his deep voice, his strong hands and the way he whispered “Daddy” to me. My pussy was getting wet again just remembering it. Lara started first. She was married for two years. “Girls, my husband fucked me so good last night. He lasted thirty minutes. I came twice. I feel so lucky.”

"You can marry him if you want. I don't care. But I won't be giving Buddy back to you." Nyla's expression darkened. Just as she was about to respond, a small figure dashed toward her. "Mommy…" Mason rushed into Nyla's arms, clinging to her leg and crying heart-wrenchingly. Hearing him sob over the phone had been one thing, but seeing his tear-streaked face now made Nyla's blood boil. "What have you done to Buddy? Why is he crying like this?!" she demanded, glaring at Damon. Damon's expression remained icy. "He just left you for a strange environment. It's normal for him to cry. He'll settle down."

I envied her and I wished I was the one standing next to him, with his arms around my shoulder and my body pressing on his. “Dad, this is my friend. Remember the girl I told you I met on the first day on campus? She’s the one. Her name is Laura, and I love her so much, she’s my best friend.” Arlene let out excitedly, and while I loved the fact that she called me her best friend, I just didn’t think I deserved the title, considering the thoughts I was having about her dad. “And Laura, this is my dad. He’s Jackson, one of the youngest billionaires in the country, but he doesn’t like to show it… I do.” She let out, whispering the last part and making him giggle.

"Ah, the infamous Henry. Tell me more." I leaned back against the pillows, my thoughts swirling. "Well, he's not just a roommate. He's my dad's best friend and a billionaire to boot." Kylie whistled playfully. "Sounds like the start of a rom-com." I chuckled. "Yeah, except it's not all sunshine and roses. He's got rules, curfews, and an overprotective streak a mile wide." Kylie's laughter rang out again. "And I bet you're not one to play by the rules."

"I'll be by your side no matter what happens. Whatever you need, I'm here." I hugged him back, guilt gnawing at my insides for lying. But what was I supposed to say? That his forty year old best friends had fucked me senseless and awakened my dormant wolf? That they claimed I was their mate and I couldn't stop thinking about them and fucked me into my decision? No. That conversation would never ever happen. "Thank you, Dad," I whispered against his shoulder.

DAISY I felt Daddy Luxuria's cock throb madly inside of me. "You want to take us both at the same time?" Grayson daddy asked, disbelief and horniness mixed up on his face. "Yes... Yes, daddy. I want to have your cock and daddy's cock inside of me at the same time"

RING. His phone suddenly vibrated. “What?” he snapped. [“Ohhh—chill”] his friend laughed from the other end. [“Your temper’s flaring again.”] “What do you want?” Loud music and voices echoed through the phone. He was at the club again. Of course. [“Come over to the Eclipse Club. Boss Lee brought in a lot of new pretty girls tonight.”] Matthew exhaled sharply. A full week trapped inside the mansion. A week of confinement and frustration “Fine.”

-GREENA'S POV- When I saw my friends with their daddies earlier, I really couldn't believe it. I initially misunderstood the situation and thought it was going to be a partner-swapping event, similar to what is depicted in adult films. Well, I really can't agree with that! My daddy fucking my friends? No way! He should only be fucking me and no one else! Now that they told their partners, I agreed. Daddy wants it, so I'll give it to him. I don't want to lose to my friends in pleasuring their daddies!

"Little mouse thought she could run from us, but look at her now—spread open, begging, taking every inch like she was made for it." My toes curled as Caspian's deep octave sent shockwaves through my body. Zavian's hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing just enough to steal my breath. "Tell him how good it feels, pet. Tell him who owns this body now." *** I didn't mean to surrender to them, but I did. And one night of reckless abandon,born from heartbreak and humiliation, suddenly became my new addiction. It should have been nothing but a drunken mistake… but what happens when your biggest mistake refuses to let you go? When the men who once made you cry now make you scream their nam