Buddy Daddies Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“This fertile little womb is going to take every drop. I’m going to breed you until your belly swells with my child and you have no choice but to admit you let your best friend’s daddy ruin you forever.” The sun warmed my skin while he railed me mercilessly. He hooked my legs over his shoulders, folding me in half so he could watch his cock disappear into my stretched cunt. Cum from earlier frothed white around his shaft with every plunge, the filthy sight making him growl like an animal. “Say it louder,” he demanded, thumb grinding my clit in rough circles. “Tell the whole fucking sound who owns this breeding hole.” “Daddy owns it!” I screamed, voice hoarse and broken. “Please knock me up…

she sassed, spite still burning bright in her. That sealed her fate. The word 'daddy' made his dick twitch hard. He stripped out of his wet clothes quickly. When his thick dick came into view again, Malia couldn't help but sit up, drawn to it like a junkie. "Don't act all innocent. You begged for it. Now you're gonna get fucked again, rougher this time. Feel every brutal inch of daddy's dick as I ruin you all over until we come to an understanding," he barked at her, knowing he had ruined his chances to befriend her.

Or was that just wishful thinking on his part? He ran a frustrated hand through his hair. It was maddening, really. The intimacy of a D/s relationship without the sex. That Graham had been a sadistic son of a bitch. When he returned to the house, he put Buddy in the laundry room with a milk bone and closed the door. Entering the den, he saw that Jessi was in position as he'd prescribed, kneeling with her head bowed, arms clasped behind her waist. The fact that the position of her arms popped her tempting breasts out in front wasn't lost on Judd. It hadn't been his intention when he'd initially assigned her the position, but it was an added bonus.

“Yeah. She needs to stay with the cops for a while to learn something.” “I know what does it means.” “Good. So you will be with your daddy. Is not okay?” “Daddy? I will see Daddy today?” Those innocent eyes lit up, dancing with excitement. “Bad hormones.” My wife sobbed beside me. “Yes. He will be here in a few minutes.” “I missed Daddy. Mommy didn’t want me to see Daddy. She said Daddy hurt us, and he’s a bad guy.” “Buddy, listen to me.” I rubbed his arms. “Mommy and Daddy fought each other, and they are not friends, but it doesn’t mean Daddy is a bad guy, okay?”

“I heard you are in the market for some arm candy. It turns out, a friend of my daughter’s is looking for a similar arrangement.” “Oh? Well, that explains why you aren’t snapping her up, then,” James chuckles, hitting the nail right on the head. “So your daughter’s friend needs a sugar daddy, is that it?” “That’s it,” I say. “Can I see a picture?” James asks. With a sigh, I upload a picture of Ava from my phone to his email. There is a pause, and then James gives a low whistle. “Too bad she’s your daughter’s friend, eh? I can see you hitting that from here to China.”

Would you believe that I was thinking about Damian all through the ride, and I was still thinking about him now? That's what he does to me… He makes me a stupid thinker. Brenda opened up the door, and she walked inside first, I followed behind her. “We should get our dresses ready!” She muttered. “Is it a formal party?” “Yes sis, all dad's business partners would be there,” she explained. Oh… I know them. Damian's business partners, all middle aged men who seemed too hot for their age. Damian was exceptional though, I would have thought he was in his middle thirties if he wasn't my best friend's dad.

This bitch abused our pup for years for her higher ranked boyfriend. "Are you my daddy?"he asks after a pause in talking. I look at Jordan, and he nods. "Yes buddy, I'm your daddy. Angie out in the bed is my mate and Jordan's mate. So you have a new mommy and extra daddy",he looks at Jordan unsure. Jordan steps forward and kneels beside me. "We won't let you get hurt again, Gavin. You're safe now bud",he nods at us and goes quiet. "When can I war again?"He looks away, waiting for us to yell or say no. I feel his shaking as I gently finish up his bath.

“We are Daddies, Mia. All three of us. And we think you need looking after.” She stared at them. “You are… offering?” Cole smiled. “We are offering to be your Daddies. Together. If you want it.” Grant added gruffly, “No pressure. But we’d take real good care of you.” Marcus: “Protect you. Guide you. Love you.” Her heart raced. Three Daddies. Her fantasy made real. She looked at their faces—hopeful, serious, kind. “I have never…” she whispered. “I am a virgin.”

This one, I knew before the window even came down. Ashton Sterling. The elder. The colder. The one with ink creeping up his throat like shadows trying to claim him. Both twins—both were the monsters everyone feared. But to my dad? They were his best buddies. They did his dirty work, the same way he did for them. Ashton grinned, teeth sharp and perfect. "Little rebel," he said, voice slick as honey and twice as dangerous. "You're making Daddy very unhappy. Time to come home, princess."

] 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.