Daddy Daughter Stories Novels & Stories

He told me. "Ye..." Abruptly I gulped down my words when my father-in-law crashed his lips on mine, his strong hands snaking around my tiny waistline and he held me strong. "Daddy..." I moan-groaned into my mouth, his tongue digging deeply into mine as we both exchanged saliva together. Our bodies clogged together, it was unjust and unforgiving. This man wasn't giving me chance to catch my breath, and I was feeling drowned by his powerful touches —he's amazing just like his son!

Or did I just tell her about when I came to live with Anthony and my father? Honestly, I didn’t care to relive that time because it was the worst years for me. I was trapped, lonely, and mourning during that time, but if I wanted to try to shift my relationship with Gianna, then it would be best that I told her the whole story. “I didn’t always live with my father.” I begin, deciding to start from the beginning. “My mother wasn’t his wife. She was a woman that he was sneaking around with and when she became pregnant with me, the only thing he was willing to do was support her while she carried me and after my birth.”

Chapter Four The rhythm of the affair had become the only reliable constant in the house, and every departure of my mother’s car from the driveway sent the same immediate current through my body. I tracked her shifts with the same quiet precision Daniel did, and the moment the engine faded, the waiting began. Sometimes he found me within minutes. Sometimes the delay stretched until the need had grown so sharp that I paced the hallway outside the guest room with my pulse already heavy between my legs. Either way, the lock turning behind us sealed the rest of the world out and left only the heat of his skin and the heavy stretch of him filling me until there was nothing else.

Ilang metro rin ang layo ng mismong hotel sa kanilang cottage kaya habol niya ang kaniyang hininga nang makarating sila. “I lost my daughter, miss.” Agap niyang saad sa babaeng receptionist. “Where is your surveillance system team?” Humarap ang babae sa kaniya, medyo nagulat. “This way ma'am.” Iginiya siya nito sa silid kung saan naroon ang monitor ng mga CCTV ng resort. “Anong problema, Dina?” “She lost her daughter, Kuya Maco.” “Ilang taon po ma'am?” Baling ng lalaki sa kaniya.

I whimper from the pain that’s rushing through them. Watching the head of his cock getting closer and closer to my hole. I feel it pressing against me and I whimper for him. “Shh.” He tells me, looking at my closed bedroom door. I don’t know why he hasn’t locked it. Mother is sleeping just down the hall not knowing that daddy is taking away all the pain that’s running through my body. “Fuck.” I gasp, feeling his shaft slide into me. Daddy latches onto the jug that’s teasing him with all the creamy milk sliding down and he fills his mouth with my sweet cream.

Kendra POV Daddy snuggles me in his arms. I am so scared of that man that came to visit. It was horrifying. Daddy said he would take care of me and not to be afraid. Now daddy is telling me that the man was a wolf and that my daddy is a wolf. I am so fearful of the man. Daddy rocks me and gives me my bottle to try to soothe me. I have such a big strong daddy. I have to trust he will protect me from the wolf. I think I might love my daddy.

Gael Slater: Freddy Frugal is upping my allowance? Lucian rolls his eyes and tousles the boy's hair, earning a groan of protest. Lucian Slater: I think what you mean to say is; 'Thank you, pop. That was so generous. You are the best daddy in the world'. Gael raises an eyebrow as he glances up at Lucian. Completely against the suggestion. Lucian Slater: Twelve dollars. Gael's eyes pop open. Gael Slater: You're the best father in the world, and I love you more than I love your sloppy joes.

Excitement rippled through me, my nipples, now rock hard, ached even more, and my thighs clenched. “Please… daddy.” His grip on my shoulders tightened. “Don't..” he hissed. “Don't fucking do that.” I smiled. “I want you to fuck me, daddy.” “If you call me that one more time, Lora.” He paused, his breathing heavy, every breath filled with failing reatraint and desire that had been locked away for a very long time. “Then I might not be able to control what happens next.” “Please, daddy.. fuck me.”

She wanted to create an interesting and emotional story, one that could move the hearts of the judge and jury. She walked back to Dinda's bed, who still looked confused and anxious. "Dinda, honey, Mommy wants you to know that everything is okay," she said softly, trying to calm her daughter. "Daddy is just confused, and he doesn't understand how to take care of us." Dinda looked at her, still with a little uncertainty in her eyes. “But, Mommy, why does Daddy always make Mommy cry?” She asked, her voice trembling.

“Uh… once upon a time, there was a very scary man. People feared him, but deep down, he—” “No, no, no.” Elena stops me. “That’s boring.” Megan chuckles. “Yeah, Lorenzo. You’re boring.” I glare at her. “I wasn’t finished.” Elena sighs dramatically. “Okay, I’ll tell you a story, Daddy. A better one.” I lean back. “Alright, I’m listening.” She straightens, eyes bright. “Once upon a time, there was a big, strong Daddy who didn’t know how to play, so his daughter had to teach him everything.”