Novel & Cerita Daddy Aesthetic

I open my eyes to a hunk of maleness clouding over me and I sigh when I realize who it was. "Daddy?" it came out as a question. "Expecting somebody else, baby?" he asks frowning. He had stopped kissing me as well. "No. Hell no. Only you, Daddy," I mouth still feeling sleepy. "Great. Now, lay back and let me feast on what is mine," he orders. I was still half-asleep when Zane's lips traveled down the crook of my neck, he sucked a breast, and then, the other. Flowery kisses were placed down my stomach until he reached my pussy.

His angry words stabbed my ears like a sharp knife. “I need to retrain you. No doubt your pathetic father would be delighted to see his daughter showing her body for free.” I wasn’t going to defend my father — he really was exactly as Alexander described, if not worse. I stomped my foot in annoyance. “Fuck!” Reluctantly, I pulled out another dress — a red one with wide shoulders. He snatched it from my hand, clearly displeased. “Red is not allowed.” Rapid breaths lifted and dropped his chest beneath the black fabric. I hissed mockingly.

he announces with confidence. I want to tell him it wasn’t so easy to do that two times in a row, I rarely ever did that. He is determined however, he fucks me hard again, pushing himself further into me, introducing me to lengths of him I was yet to see. “Oh yes, fuck me daddy.” I cry. “You like this huh?” His thrust particularly fast and hard after the question, so much so that I pinch my own nipple to offset the pleasure. “Yes I do daddy.” “Fuck, pinch those nipples for me little Alec.”

“Standing here naked, letting your own father play with your tight little cunt. You like being Daddy’s dirty secret, don’t you?” “Yes,” I gasped, my hips grinding shamelessly against his hand. “I love it, Daddy. Please don’t stop.” He chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating through his chest. “I’m not stopping, baby girl. Not tonight. I’ve spent too many nights trying to ignore how fucking sexy you’ve become. Those tiny shorts that ride up your ass when you bend over. Those thin tank tops with your hard nipples poking through. Walking around like you don’t know what you do to me.”

I did as he said and gasped then moaned before licking my lips as I saw daddy undress and take hold of his big cock. "I want to cum, daddy" I moaned. "Not yet. You have to hold it back like a nice little slut" "I need to cum. I can't hold it back" I shook my head, letting my hair scatter all over my face. "Fuck! You look so sexy right now with that messy hair" I heard him groan as he jerked his cock off lazily. Hearing him moan pushed me towards the edge even more. "I am going to cum"

The new intern had a habit of calling my husband "Daddy." "Daddy, I am having the worst luck today. Could you please go buy me some feminine products?" "Daddy, I cannot get the zipper on my dress unstuck. Can you help me?" "Daddy, why do you not have my hair tie around your wrist? I think you deserve a punishment. Wear two. Pink ones, okay?" I frowned as irritation simmered beneath the surface. My husband waved it off with a casual smile. "She is just being playful. Do not take it seriously. She is young and enjoying the novelty. She will get over it soon enough." I said nothing. I waited until the night of the company’s annual gala. She suddenly stumbled in front of everyone and fe

special traits. All of that, and put Daddy beside them; you get polar opposites. While Dada and Papa opted for suits and shiny shoes, Daddy settled for jeans and sneakers. And I would admit it, no man rocked a bloody beanie like my dad in the entire world! A perfect contrast to everything that was so straight and calculated. And I liked it! Seeing them like this, all sitting like blood brothers reminiscing over some cheerful past always put a smile on my face. And to think that Papa and Dada used to be neck deep with all the troubles that Daddy created for them...

Now, I don't have to think about bwing killed by my own father He's handsome but he's too cold. If he's good at smiling, I swear all ladies will come at him. It's not like my daddy is not attractive now, it's just that his aura is a little scary but he's really handsome. People just tend to prioritize their life over desires so it's understandable. Well-if they try to seduce dad, they might be killed in an instant because his temper is too short. He's known a tyrant for a reason "By the way dad, I received an

I said sounding a little more possessive than I would I like to sound. "Hey too many details." Brad playfully hit my arm making me give him an evil eye, he knew I was joking. "Anyways enough about me, you are going to be a daddy." I said in an obnoxiously mimicked voice. "Stop stop stop, you flutter me too much." He said in a sarcastic manor taking a sip from his beer. "And I'm obviously the God father right?" I asked. "About that Haydeé had another suggestion.." He said with a hint sadness.

I just shrugged my shoulder at him while putting on my seatbelt. "Still the same, nothing new," I answered sparingly but he just stared at me intently as if he was reading my body movements and facial expressions. "Stop whatever you're doing right now, Maclen. You're bad at reading someone's expression." I commented snickering at him. "You've been to Russia for five long months, Zuck. Are you sure you're still the same? Or you're slowly turning into someone, let's say like your father?" Maclen stated and for a moment it makes me think about his question.