Calling Him Daddy In Bed Novels & Stories

He placed the box on the bed and opened it for him to see. “So… Can I call you daddy?”

I cried out in frustration, staring at him with wide, desperate eyes. Xavier smirked, sucking my juices off his fingers while looking straight at me. “You’ll stay needy like this all day. No c.u.mming until I say so. Now go get ready for campus… and don’t you dare touch what’s mine.” He leaned in, voice dark and promising against my ear. “Because tonight, during our first bedtime call… Daddy’s going to make you regret ever answering that phone.” My soaked p.u.s.s.y clenched hard around nothing as he stepped back, leaving me dripping and desperate on his kitchen counter.

“You like that, don't you?” I was so lost in pleasure that I couldn't respond. “Call me Daddy,” he commanded. “Daddy…” I breathed. He stripped the rest of his clothes away, revealing himself. My breath caught. He locked his arms around my hips and buried his face between my legs. I was shocked. I felt his tongue right on my wetness, as he stroked and laced me intimately. He slowly got up as his hands found my breasts, and started foundling them gently. He teased me mercilessly, rubbing himself against me until my body begged for more. I needed him inside me.

What happened to my master and daddy? Why aren't they pounding my ass any longer? I almost start to panic at the sudden emptiness in my pleasure holes when I realize what was going on. . "I don't think she'll be awake for long, but you can say hi to her and then…" That was a dream? All of that didn't happen in real life? But it felt so real. "Da-mr Martinez?" I call as my eyes clear. I almost slipped and called him daddy and damn how would his wife have reacted to that.

Daddy was awake and looking at me, I said, "Mr Pinky just isn’t happy in my room, he wants you, dad." Then I was back up on the bed and putting Pinky between Daddy's legs. I noticed him watching me with a sort of different look on his face. But he said nothing and I laid down on his cock again and started petting Pinky. At first, it was soft, but hardly any time went by at all, and I could feel it getting hard. Daddy never said a thing, I was in heaven!! I felt his cock swell and get hard, it was pressing right against my cheek and I would move my head towards Pinky and back again, and I could feel the lump in the bed. I bet I got to feel Daddy's cock for at least 5 minutes while petting Pin

He hushed, moving his hand in between my legs, and as his finger came in contact with my pussy, I shuddered in his arm, a soft moan escaping my lips. "Oh..." he paused, then moved his face away, his eyes boring into mine, a smirk dancing at the corner of his lips as his finger slowly teased my pussy lips. "You are wet for daddy, hmm?" 'Daddy! Daddy!!' Yes! I fucking loved that! I loved it when he called himself my 'daddy'. It felt so good! So fucking good to listen to. Damn! "Yes, daddy..." my voice shook slightly as I pressed my body hard against his, and he chuckled. Dryly and briefly.

He plays with my hair while i lick and suck him like a lollipop until I push him into his own climax after which i lick him completely clean. I fall on top of him and we both close our eyes for a moment both with a huge grin on our faces... "Daddy?......can i call you daddy or Riley Daddy?" "Girl you are going to be the death of me....but....i like Daddy Riley but only you can and may call me that and when we are alone! ok!" "Yes Daddy!" "Good girl!" After some time we fell asleep in each other's arms. 2 hours later Riley wakes me up with a sweet juicy kiss on my lips and I open my eyes to the most gorgeous man I've ever met in my life!!.

Because I sure as hell want to and if you don’t want that now would be the best time to leave’’ he asked in a husky voice and my pussy twitched making wey for him ‘’Can I call you daddy?’’ I asked him ‘’Sure you can baby, I want you to call me daddy as daddy fucks you okay?’’ He replied ‘’Yes daddy’’ I replied licking my lips seductively at him and he moaned and gabbed one of my boobs placing a kiss on my pussy lips. Taking a sniff, he licked on my thongs and bit my pussy lips.

I whimper. “Bad boys get punished. Are you going to touch that dick again without my permission?” He asks as he continues to sink into me before pulling out again. He rubs the tip of his cock against my ass hole and perineum, and I continue to lose my fucking mind. “No, daddy,” I say in reflex. I don’t know what fucking prompted me to call him ‘daddy’, but it felt right. “That’s my good boy,” he says before tightening his grip on my neck and hip.

Then I whispered, "You gave me a creampie, daddy." He shook his head, blinking as he flicked his eyes toward mine. Then he grinned and said, "Yeah, I guess I did." Grinning back, I held my head up for about ten seconds, until my muscles gave out and it plopped back down onto the bed. Jesus christ, my pussy was tingling like crazy. My dad took hold of my legs a few seconds later and lifted them up, spinning me and placing them on my bed. Then he tugged the bed covers over me, tucking me in. I tried to say something, but I was too weak. As he strode out of my room, sleep set in. But I dreamed about my daddy shooting his load inside of me.