Daddy Crush Novels & Stories

“And why on earth am I not the right man?” “BECAUSE I LOVE YOU, YOU IDIOT!” I scream, my voice echoing around us. “You’re a horrible fit because I love you. I’ve been in love with you since you saved me from the rain that day. Now do you get it? We can’t be family because that would mean that I’ve always been in love with my own dad.”

I screamed, my back arching off the bed. The stretch was brutal, intense, almost painful, but so fucking perfect. He was so thick, so deep, filling me completely in one stroke. “Shit… you’re so fucking tight,” Daddy groaned, holding still for a moment to let me adjust. Then he started moving — hard, deep, relentless strokes that made the bed creak. “Has my son ever fucked you like this?” he growled, pounding into me faster. “Has James ever stretched this pussy the way Daddy is stretching it right now?”

"Daddy, please." "Please what Bambina. What does Daddy's little slut need?" "You, I need you. I want you." "Just remember this is what you asked for." He pulls out of me, I start to protest but before I can even find the words, he slams back into me in a repeated rhythm. "Fuck GreenLee, So wet, tight. That's it choke daddy's cock." My walls start to squeeze him. Before I can come undone he pulls out and flips me to my knees and slams back in causing me to scream out in pain and pleasure. "FUCK DADDY!"

“It’s okay, I won’t hurt it!” Amara smiled, kneeling beside her daughter. “You’ve got a big heart, Crystal. Just like your father.” The words slipped out before she could stop herself. She froze instantly, heart thumping. Her daughter had never known the truth. Crystal tilted her head, curious. “Daddy?” Amara swallowed. “Your father… he’s far away, baby. But he’s proud of you, I promise.”

With that, he gave me a cold look, then turned and walked back into Fiona’s hospital room without looking back. My heart froze as his cold back disappeared. I heard him gently comfort Fiona. I could not believe Nigel thought I was a bad person, even though he had no proof at all. I rubbed my sore eyes and was about to leave when Jora came out. She leaned close to me with a smug smile. “So what if you’re his crush? You still lose to people like us. “If you’re smart, go inside, kneel, and apologize to Fiona. Maybe Nigel would like you a little more.”

I wished the ground could split open and swallow me when I thought about him seeing the wet patches on my panties and smelling my arousal- and as much as it was killing me, the thought of him knowing that I was wet for him also turned me on and made me even more wet. "The Devil would freak out if I got a boyfriend and murder the poor guy!" I made no exaggerations! Daddy is very, very possessive of me and I have been forbidden from talking to boys or interacting with them in a romantic nature since he learned that I had a crush on one of my classmates in seventh grade.

“What do you think I'm trying to do, daddy?” “Daddy?” She was definitely trying to make me go crazy right now. “Sirena…” “I love how you say my name. It sounds like a prayer. Like a plea.” He was her father's best friend. Her forbidden night. And the biggest lie of her life. Maria has just landed her dream promotion which was supposed to be the start of everything she has worked for. Heartbroken and humiliated by a devastating betrayal, she seeks comfort in the arms of a stranger for just one reckless night, only for him to reappear the next day as her father's best friend and shockingly as her company’s CEO. Petyr is older, powerful and everything Maria should run from but fate k

“Come on daddy's dick!” Daddy grabs the edge of the sink, crushing me against it as he power thrusts into me. The sound of his hips slamming against mine is almost deafening, the fury of his strokes bruising my ass and thighs. But daddy gets everything he wants out of me. Total control, total submission, punishment, my orgasm, and his own orgasm. His thrusts come so fast and hard he's not even breathing, instead selling his entire body to ensure he finishes his job.

His thumb finds my clit, slick with his brother’s cum, and rubs in fast, hard circles while he pounds me. “I’m, oh god, don’t stop, PLEASE, I’m so close, Daddy— Daddy, DADDY—” “Cum.” Craig slams deep. Grinds. His thumb presses hard on my clit. “Cum on your stepdad’s cock and thank me for teaching you.” “THANK YOU, THANK YOU DADDY, OH FUCK, I’M, AHHHHH—”

He growled. I cried and cried into the pillows until I had no tears left. The intense slapping of skin against skin, flesh against flesh was the most stimulating sound I had ever heard. “Who fucks you?” He demanded, and I was so stuck in the pillow, I could only murmur. “Daddy.” “Who?” This man dragged me upwards by my hair. It hurt like a bitch. “Daddy!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.