Calling Him Daddy Novels & Stories

Trying to figure out what went wrong and what should I tell him? "D-Daddy, this boxer i-is too big for me," closing my eyes and crossing my fingers in the air mentally hoping that things would go right. I hope so. Hoping and somehow not to hear anything from him. Opening my eyes just to see him had this triumphant smile on his lips. "That's what I've been looking for, son. I'll be your Daddy now and eternity. I'll let you call me Lord Damon if I'll punish you," scratching his balls as his face became irate. Bet it was itchy tho. His head tilted and have me a sign to come closer to him.

Dylan growled angrily. She stared at his utterly familiar face, bit was filled with rage after what he'd just done. “Let go of me, sir!” She yelled out. Joanna tried her best to remain stable in the arms of her mother. “Daddy, let go of my mummy!” She cried out. Katrina didn't hear wrong, her daughter just referred to this strange man as her daddy. She couldn't understand what was going on. Who Dylan was and why did Joanna call him daddy?

Kinky called his attention. He chuckled at what he called him "Call me daddy,okay?." "Why should I call you daddy?, Our teacher said we call our parents daddy and mummy" she pout. "That's because I'm your daddy,so you should called Daddy" He laughed. "No,I will call my daddy something else like I called my mummy prettylady" She said as Noah place her on his laps. "So what are you going to call me?" Naoh asked. The noise from the kitchen made them stop their conversation and head to the Kitchen. T.B.C

I widened my eyes at him, but he wasn’t intimidated at all. “Mommy, Daddy Dave already said it’s okay if I call him Daddy. He already feels like a daddy to me. Please, let me call him Daddy, please,” he pleaded, pressing his palms together as he begged. I could only sigh. I was happy that Kaiden was here with me, but it was impossible to stop him from growing close to Dave. “Are you really okay with it?” I asked Dave. I had a feeling he actually wanted Kaiden to call him Daddy.

she replied respectfully. “I don’t want you to call me that anymore! You are my daughter, not my servant,” he smiled warmly at her. “I, I wouldn’t know what to call you then,” she bit her lip. “Just call him daddy like we do,” I nudged her. She looked surprised. “Daddy,” she whispered as though she was getting herself used to the sound of it. “Daddy’s little girls,” Angelica giggled. “Make me proud! I don’t want to lose either of you. I wouldn’t be able to handle it,” my father said as he pulled us into his arms.

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.

he said against my lips, his voice quieter now but firmer, like a rule had just been set. “That’s not what you call me.” My chest rose and fell unevenly, my thoughts scattered, my body completely betraying me as I stood there, still holding onto him like I didn’t trust myself to let go. “Then… what should I call you?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, even though I already knew he was going to answer in a way that would make everything worse. He didn’t hesitate. “Daddy.” The word landed heavy. Too heavy.

“How would you like to have a new daddy? I asked, watching her. “Am I getting a new daddy? Has mommy found a new daddy for me?” I questioned, jumping cheerfully. “If you'll let me me be your new daddy”, I started, “Your mommy and I are getting married”, I finished “You're my new Daddy?” She questioned, as she embraced me. I nodded when she let go of me. Does that mean I get to call you Dad like my friend Koko calls her daddy?” She asked with a gentle yet hopeful tone. “Yes Princess you can call me daddy”, I said, happy to not disappoint her.

I missed him so much. "Hi daddy" I purred as I stepped up behind him and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Lynn!", He exclaimed as he pushed out of his chair and hugged me. "Who is winning?", I asked. He stepped back and looked at the TV. "Not my team", He groaned. I laughed as I thought about how much I missed this man. Then I thought about Drake and knew I had to say something.... "I have brought my....... ", I trailed off in mid sentence. What should I call him?! "..........a guy along. I want you to be nice to him daddy"

“Jigoo!” He stopped for a moment. “Call me daddy first.” “What?!” I burst out laughing. “Call me Daddy,” he insisted. “You’re too young to be a sugar daddy!” I protested. And he tickled me again. “Okay, okay. Daddy…!” I gasped. He panted. “I knew it was going to sound hot when it came from your lips.” What was he up to now? “Is that okay?” “Now, repeat after me… fuck me, daddy.”