Dad And Daughter Novels & Stories

He sneered and tightened his hold. “Screw…you,” I breathed. “Ezra,” Dad barked. “What?” “Put her down. She’s my daughter.” His hold loosened and I dropped to the floor. I held my neck and glared at him. “You have an eighteen-year-old daughter?” Alpha Ezra asked. Dad shrugged, “Twenty but yes.” Blood pooled out of Dad’s shoulder and dripped on the floor. “Dad, you’re hurt.” I rushed to him. He waved me away. “I’m fine. Go to your room.”

"Only if it's as big and juicy as yours, daddy... Ooooooh... I'm gonna cum... Fuck me hard, daddy. Make your baby girl cum again!" Danielle massaged her clit even harder. Daddy squeezed her tits tight. He slammed his shaft inside her hungry hole as hard and as fast as he could go. Then Danielle cried out loud, a high-pitched sound of unabashed passion. As her cunt contracted hard around his cock, daddy shoved himself as deep as he could and groaned out loud as he shot his heavy load into his daughter's womb.

He stood in the middle of the living room, one hand on his waist, the other rubbing his forehead like he was trying to calm himself down before things escalated. Dada didn’t answer immediately. He walked past both of us like nothing just happened, calm as always, and dropped himself on the couch like he had all the time in the world, which honestly just made Papa more annoyed. “That Grey boy is playing a game I don’t understand,” Dada finally said, leaning back comfortably, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest. “And it’s quite obvious now that our daughter is a puppet in his game.” I didn’t react but I like that one of my father is now think with his head.

“Dad, I’ve already decided! I’m going to search for Di—” “STOP BEING SELFISH! DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT? SENDING YOURSELF TO YOUR OWN DOOM, ARE YOU CRAZY?” He roared, eyes bulging as it turn red. Farrah unconsciously stepped back, lips trembling. Farrah was about to speak when they both heard the cries of DaeDae. The daughter and father pair shared a look before Farrah entered the room. “Baby, don’t cry~” she coaxed, directly lifting her son and hugging him. David smelled her familiar smell and snuggled his head into the crook of her neck.

"Then do your internal sensors trust the data file from your mom or the data file from your dad?" "My dad, I think. Because his system tracks as ten times nicer to my station," Daniel states firmly, nodding his head. "Because if Hayden’s dad was truly Ada Lube, there exists absolute zero mathematical way Hayden wouldn't want a legendary father like that asset! Ada Lube is totally amazing on the mountain! He stands as my ultimate lifetime idol!"

Jade, and Dani as well as the rest of the people turned towards the door. Jayden, Dimitri, Ivan, Selena, and her people all stood there. She ran down the stairs, “Daddy!” She cried. She rushed into his arms he barely had enough time to move his hands out of her path. He looked over at Dimitri and Ivan before moving his arms around his upset daughter. Jayden didn’t have the time to feed before he got there, her scent lingered under his nose.

Just raw, slick strokes that made her body jolt forward. Was dad fucking Linda? What the fuck! My heartbeat rose at the ugly yet filthy scene displaying right in front of me. Dad had just gotten married to Sarah two weeks ago and in just few weeks he was already fucking her daughter? Their whole talk about father-daughter bonding and their weird disappearances finally made sense. “That’s it princess,” Dad growled, his voice raw and low as kept wrecking her. “Cum for me, you little bitch. This tight pussy was made for breeding. Way fucking better than your mom’s sloppy cunt ever was.”

He is very mischievous like my Aadya. I went towards the room where my little girl was talking with her daddy very slowly. This meant that they both were teaming against me. He is a best friend to Amaira and Aadya. Both are dad's little princess but Aadya is more close to him as she always shares everything with him. Aadya is quite mischievous. She always does what she wishes for. Even my husband doesn't say no to her because he loves his both daughters so much. "Dada can we get new mumma?" She asked him cutely.

I put my six-year-old daughter in my mother-in-law’s hands as I was busy with an overseas project. Every month, I would send her 20,000 dollars in allowance, not including holiday cash gifts. My mother-in-law would always talk about how well my daughter ate and slept during every video call. In the video, a feast was always laid before my daughter. So when her teacher claimed that she had fainted out of hunger during class, my first thought was that she must have called the wrong number. I rushed back home and headed straight to the hospital. The doctor said that my daughter was suffering from long-term malnutrition and her weight was far below the average. She also had severe post-trau

My sister always got away with everything, so I naturally became Dad's favorite guinea pig to make an example of. When we were little, my sister refused to eat vegetables. He threw me into the bathroom, locked me in for five days without food, and starved me until I vomited blood. My sister was so terrified that she never dared to be a picky eater again. When we got older, she became obsessed with video games. Dad tied me to the computer and ordered me to play nonstop for thirty hours until my eyes bled. My sister swore she would never touch a computer again, and only then did he stop. Later, once puberty hit, my sister refused to wear thermal underwear. When Dad found out, he threw me