Daddies Novels & Stories

He instantly locked it. “See you later, little slut. Don’t miss Daddies too much,” Jacob said, half smirking at Anna as his eyes looked down at her gushing pussy again. When they came back, he would make sure to fuck that slutty pussy.

"Fuck, Daddy, you're so good, please." "Mmm, baby girl, tell me what you want. Daddy loves you so much. Tell me." "I need your cum inside me, please, Daddy. I love you." "That's my girl. Beg Daddy for his cum. Daddy loves hearing you beg for him." "Please, my pussy's hungry for Daddy's cum. I'm your only cum bucket." "Shit, baby, that's it. Oh, God, Daddy's going to come so hard for you. Are you close to coming for Daddy, kitten?"

He got up and stretched as he gave a self-satisfied smirk. Dare bent his head briefly, then raised it to look at his friend, whose back was turned to him. "So, that's the reason you chose to drink yourself to your death, eh?! Because your father sent for you?!" Dare got up, angry and tired of his friend's numerous childish tantrums. "Grow up, man! Babies don't get married, only real men do!" he spat at Dapo, as he turned Dapo around to face him.

— Flashback— “All of our intel shows they’re gathering traction with the propaganda they are feeding the locals in Eastern European villages. Larger packs are being influenced as well. We have to act now or war is imminent.” Daddy walks back and forth. He sounds angry. “Mama, why’s Daddy mad?” I pull on her shirt, but she doesn’t look at me. “Mike, you sent for the kids?” Mama interrupts him. He stops talking and gives Mama lovey dovey eyes. That’s what my big brother calls it. I bet if those old men weren’t here, Daddy would give Mama a big kiss. Then Bronx and I would say EEEWWWW! Then Daddy’s wolf would chase us away.

he dropped the bombshell and hazel eyes raked hot fingers on my skin. Liquid anger trickled into my brain, and my nails dug into the inside of my hand, drawing blood from small crescent holes. "My belief is he is not alone. He has somebody in the background who is prompting him to do his dirty work'' Dada continued, "How much money is gone?" Daddy asked not looking up from his phone. A robotic 'sweet' trickled out of his speaker, and I almost reached into my chest and dug out my heart at the idea of him playing Candy Crush right now.

Only she and Atasha didn’t know and Atasha. “Kyahhh!!” But they covered their ears when she suddenly screamed that echoed throughout the house. “Addison! Your scream hurts my ears!” Grace said that Addison stopped and gave them a peace sign then she faced her Daddy. “Like seriously daddy?! Are you really a mafia boss for real?!” Addison asked again and Kent nodded. “OMG!!! My daddy is a Mafia boss!!! Cool!” They winced because of what Addison said. “You’re not mad or something to me?”

That’s when he sucks so hard at my tit that I think my nipple is going to pop off in his mouth and I giggle at the thought of it. “Yes, daddy wants you happy. Don’t you realize that?” He asked me. “I do now daddy, I do.” I whine at him as he thrusts in and out of me coming harder for me and I love how he fills my cunt. He warms the inside of me, and I can’t get over the fact that daddy loves to have my sweet, sweet, cream. It’s crazy that I thought it wasn’t okay, now I know that he’s just trying to help me. There’s nothing to be ashamed of when daddy takes my pain away. I need his help.

Whiskey daddy vs candy daddy. He hoists her with an arm around her waist, then unzips his pants with expert moves and pulls it down along with his boxer. He grabs his cock with one hand. “Are you ready, bella?” He asks and grinds the head of his cock on Candace’s soaked folds. “Whoa?!” Candace pushes his shoulders. “Condom!” He huffs with annoyance. “Do we have to?” He asks and pushes his cock between her folds more. Candace jumps on his lap with shock. “Are you fucking serious right now?”

We never actually realized how angry Daddy was. “Ok, man, I get it. You’re their 'daddy'.” – The man said, using his fingers in air quotes, when he emphasized the word 'daddy'. The man laughed, as daddy looked at him: “They’re my daughters, you sick fuck!” -He barked.

he said to me and I pressed my lips into a thin line, trying to think it through. These men were businessmen anyways so I was pretty sure they knew what they were doing. "Twelve million!" Daddy suddenly spoke up and I darted my gaze to him sharply. "13.2 million" "15 million" Daddy spoke up again, his voice completely calm and unruffled. A man in front of us turned his head a d glared at us for a spilt second. "15.5 million!" He bidded. "Fuck. I am getting bored now" daddy groaned.