Daddy Babygirl Novels & Stories

"I'm your stepmommy." Zanéh scrunched up her face further like the last word was a pungent smell in her nose. She eyed the lady up and down and settled back on her face. "You're white." Murda slowly rose back to her feet, dusting at her knees. It was obvious she didn't know what reply to give to that. Kiersey saw this as her cue to step in. "I take it you didn't know before? " Zanéh shrugged nonchalantly, popping at her gum. "I don't know, I just assumed Daddy . . . where's my daddy?" She glanced about with question, before settling back on Murda's face with an expression that could be likened to accusal.

"Bit of a raise. That's all." "A raise! Sierra, that's wonderful. You got the Brand Executive position you wanted! Tony, did you hear that?” “Congratulations, baby girl.” My dad said. “Thanks.” And now I was lying to my parents. Great. "See, this is exactly why we're proud of you. All that hard work paying off. You need a man to pamper you still" "Yeah." I closed my eyes. "I hear you mom. Actually, I have to go." “Okay, busy bee. I’ll call you some other time.”

he says slowly. I turn back to understand him when he slams himself ito me hard. Spots dance around my vision, my vocal chords stop functioning because the only thing I can do is open my mouth and close it. He isn’t done. He pushes himself in and out of me, his hand holding my hips in place so I don’t try to run away. “This feels so good daddy.” I moan. He hums, pumping even faster. And all of a sudden, he lifts my right leg, giving himself even better access, I bite my lip hard, yet it doesn’t hold back my cries.

She looks around my room and then asks, “So is Ben your dad?” I snort and say, “Step-dad. My real dad isn’t in the picture. Ben is Lily and Hanna’s dad though,” I explain. “I take it you’re not a fan?” She asks cautiously. “That’s an understatement.” She nods and says, “I get that. I’m certainly no stranger to shit fathers.”

She smiles shakily and I slide a finger inside her, surprised to find her wet and waiting. I graze my teeth along her ear and whisper, "Daddy's girl."

I was already yearning for my baby and a very hot bath. I scrolled past the walls of my page and I found nothing of interest there, so I set my phone aside and waited patiently. Derrick was as quiet as a whisper and I didn’t even realize I wasn't alone anymore. I just caught him staring at me. “Alexa” he called my name like he wanted me to ease out all his pains. I stood up immediately and asked about his girlfriend to which he gave no answers.

“You dirty, naughty girl, you like the way daddy is playing with your hard clit.” “Mmmm,” she moaned through another mini orgasm. “That feels so good, right?” He pushed his cock back inside her, pushing to the hilt. “God, yes,” she let out a purring sound. “Sweetie.” “That is it, baby girl,” he chuckled. “So tight and so wet for daddy's cock.” Happiness surged through his chest. He now had his real baby girl to play with. “I'm going to fuck you hard now, baby girl,” he said as he grinded into her core deeper. “I'm going to fuck you my style,” he pounded harder into her.

"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.

She breathed out. I could smell her arousal heavy in the air. I lined myself up to her core and slowly worked my way inside her. Damn she was tighter than a virgin. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I started pumping my hips into her. She dug her nails into my back and her heels into my hips, pulling me closer to her. “I’m cumming, daddy!” She cried out as she hit her release and came all over my dick. I had always wanted a baby girl but never found the right woman. Hearing her moan daddy was music to my ears.

Wylder asked when he sensed her thinking about something hard. "I’m not a princess." She snapped. "I heard Uncle calling you Princess." "That’s because he is my dad. And only he is allowed to call me that word. Because you’re not my daddy." She hissed and finally sighed in relief, watching him walk towards her room. "Your daddy?" Wylder asked, raising an eyebrow in amusement. "I don’t mind becoming your daddy, Babygirl." He said it with a smirk. Tiara bit her inner cheek for not smiling at his words. "Say something, Princess! Do you accept me as your daddy, huh?" Tiara tried not to smile but ended up smiling and nodding her head.