Novel & Cerita Daddy Aesthetic

“Look at you.” Dad cleared his throat, but his voice still came out a little rough. “You clean up nice.” I stopped on the third step from the bottom and gave them my best Please Don’t Cry Smile. “I always knew I'd look amazing in green.” Dad shook his head. “No, green looks amazing on you.” Mom immediately stepped forward, already pulling out her phone. “One picture. Just one. Then you can go be cool and mysterious for your date.”

"We're... this is complicated. It can't get out. It would be too messy." "You're aching for me right now, darling. I don't think you'll ever successfully tame yourself." His fingers traced patterns on her inner thigh, maddeningly close to where she needed him. The light touch made her muscles clench with anticipation. "You're too wild to be tamed and you're absolutely breathtaking when you let yourself be wild. Don't fight it." "Daddy," she breathed, her voice breaking with desperate need. "You're so beautiful like this," he groaned as she reached for his zipper, her fingers fumbling with the metal teeth before finally succeeding.

Hidalgo stood to his mighty feet and my anxieties knew no bounds as he got to us, nuzzling his hand in my red long hair as if he was feeling the texture. These men were lust-hazed in Hunger. Désire. Carving. Darn it! Both father and son imprisoned me intensely and enthusiastically, jailing my body possessively and offering me no vacuum to breathe! Gosh!!! “Daddy!” I hysterically cried out, burning sensation and adrenaline submerging through my body.

The pecks are toned and beautifully formed, the brown curls tangling around my fingers. "Oh Daddy." I whimper. I feel calmer, happier and safe in the comfort and embrace of Kaden. My previous emotional outburst is over. Leaning in towards his neck, I breathe him in; his scent, and let my tongue tease over his jugular. Daddy tastes like a dream; sweet, manly and mouthwatering. My tongue wanders down his throat and towards the smattering of hair I so want to lick through. Reaching the curls, I tease my tongue in circles over the skin; Daddy shivers slightly at the contact.

clamps on my labia, pulling them wide as he fucked my ass, the tug intensifying every slide. 'Scream for Daddy, let the city hear.' Moans turned to wails. 'Ahh, fuck, it's too much... give me more!' His daddy fetish deepened our bond, roleplay weaving into reality. 'Call me that always,' he'd demand, spanking my ass red while I knelt. 'Yes, Daddy, punish your naughty girl.' Degradation laced with care. 'You're my worthless cumrag, but so fucking precious.'

“Daddy wants you full of him all night.” He rolled me onto my back and settled between my spread thighs again, his muscular body caging me in. This time he took it slower — much slower. He kissed me deeply, tongue claiming my mouth while his hands explored every inch of my body: squeezing my breasts, pinching my nipples, stroking my waist and hips like he was memorizing me. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispered against my lips. “Been driving Daddy crazy for years. Those little outfits you wear around the house… the way you call me Daddy with that sweet voice… I’ve jerked off thinking about ruining you more times than I can count.”

My breasts bounced with each thrust, nipples grazing his chest hair, sending jolts straight to clit. "Call me Big Daddy. Let me hear how bad you need this," he demanded, teeth on my neck, sucking until there was a mark on my neck. "Oh, fuck daddy, big daddy! Yes! Deeper!" Voice echoed off tiles on the wall, drowned by the shower. He released my wrists, his hand sliding between us; fingers found the clit, rubbing rough circles. "Cum for me. Cum for Daddy! Cum for Daddy." Tension brimmed as he pounded me harder; I bucked wild, chasing an orgasm. "I'm close! Don't stop! Ahh daddy!"

I didn’t know if I was smiling or not , I could only imagine , the pain was second to none but it was one of the best that I had ever had in a while and I loved it so much to just dump it . ****** By the time I came out , Ava was standing outside beside my car . Not just was she standing right there , my uncle was standing close to her . He had a suit on , I had never seen him in a suit , I must admit that he looks Gou’s in it . The black suit perfectly fitted his skin colour which was matched with his well styled hair . The most attractive thing about it , was the way one of his hair fell down making him looking more attractive , the inner shots wasn’t button up and I could see his cheetahs

I slowly remove his fingers from my mouth with a pop sound and his gaze darkens even more!. "You know you are playing with fire Sarah?" And i swallow and try to keep my knees from trembling upon hearing his words. "What....what if I like to....play with fire, Daddy?" I mumble shyly and he lets out a shaky breath. He slowly pulls me into his chest with his big strong muscular arms. His scent drives me crazy and my head starts to spin. "Daddy huh......You sure like to play with fire kitten....because once that fire starts you can't stop it....it will consume you!!" He whispers in my ear while slightly licking my earlobe making me moan softly and he chuckles.

"Yes, daddy... I do. The house feels empty without you. What are you doing? When will you be home? I've been waiting all day." He chuckled darkly, the sound sending shivers down her spine. "Just wrapping up some meetings, baby. Thinking about you too, how wet you got for me, begging like a good slut. I'll be back in an hour or so. Be naked and ready on the bed when I walk in. Spread those legs, touch yourself but don't cum. I want to see how desperate you are." She whimpered, her free hand slipping under her shorts instinctively, fingers brushing her clit. "An hour? That's too long... Please, daddy, hurry. I need you to fuck me again, dominate me. Tell me what you'll do, make me wetter while