Daddy Daugter Novels & Stories

I kept my hands on Daddy's chest as I quickly bounced on top of him. His big c0ck is pierced in my center, and I ride him like a cowgirl. He squeezed my breasts and played with my n1pples. Daddy and I returned home earlier and found that Mommy was not there. We don't know where she went. Her things are still here. So we're making the most of it today while she's gone. Then I have school, and he will start his long shift at the hospital tomorrow.

"My dear daughter, this new boyfriend of yours doesn't seem very smart. What's he trying to pull here?" Joyce's brows furrowed, clearly displeased. "Are you an idiot, Henry? Lucius was just joking with you, so why did you have to be so rude with him? Don't you have a sense of humor?" I replied calmly, "Wasn't he the one who told you to call him daddy first? Since he wants to be a father, why can't I want the same? Also…" As I spoke, I raised my hand and smacked Lucius's head, hard. "Hands off your daughter, you old lecher! How could you touch her like that? You're a father, you know?!"

“How was your night?” “I dream about Mama Kus.” As I gently detangle a little knot in her hair, I cooed, “You dreamt about Mama Kiss? You miss her, don’t you?” “She… she ask who, who is Dada.” That statement froze me. With caution, I wondered if she knew something or was just speaking innocently. “Huh?” I eventually asked. “What is Dada, Mummy? Ellie say her Dada brush her hair.” “Dada…” Oh God. Should I drag Nathaniel in here and make them officially meet? “Dada means Daddy. Like how Mummy means Mama.”

"Daddy!" "Good girl," Daddy praised, his voice coming in short pants. "Good fucking girl. Now, pick up a toy," he said. With shaky hands, I reached for the vibrator and lubed it up, not that I needed to; I was already soaking wet. I turned it on, moaning lowly when its soft vibration could be felt on my hand. Looking back at Daddy, I see him stroking his hard cock, his hooded eyes on every inch of my body. Feeling his intense gaze on me, I lowered the vibrating dildo to press against my aching clit. My body buzzed with a blinding sensation.

Her ass cheeks were spread wide as she arched her back to give him better access to her pussy. He pulled out and rubbed the tip of his dick against her pussy and Debby moaned as he shoved it back in. Debby’s hands slipped between her and Kelly. She rubbed slow circles at her clit as Gerald went deeper in her. “Mmmm. Both of you are so beautiful like this. All worked up and sexy .” He praised her. “Yesss, daddy,” “You like how I dick this pussy down” Gerald rasped out as he pounded her. Debby’s ass wiggled, lost in pleasure as gerald fucked her while she rubbed Kelly’s clit, her fingers glistening in her desire.

I rubbed my cock on her pussy. "Daddies shouldn't fuck their daughters." Tess pressed back, slipping the head of my cock into her slit. "But daddy, you know how much I like your big fat cock. Fuck me, daddy. Fuck your teenage daughter." I grabbed Tess's hips and thrust in hard, looking over her shoulder at my naked daughter sunning herself. "Oh daddy, that feels soooooo goood!" Tess groaned. Tess, as usual, was drenched. I just kept fucking her, while looking at Molly. My wife kept calling me daddy and yelping when I jammed her cervix. I was deep into the fantasy.

“Anyway, we’re running late. We’ll catch up soon,” Dad said, turning to look at me. “Sweetheart, come say hello to Brad. Why are you so quiet?” “Christ! Baby girl. You’re all grown and beautiful,” Brad said, his deep voice sending a shiver straight to my core. “Come here and give Daddy a hug.” The word *Daddy* hit me like lightning. My pussy throbbed even harder, a fresh rush of wetness soaking my panties. I stepped forward on shaky legs.

I put it to my ear, and I stilled. “Dear ex daughter of mine, I have the betrayer in my grasp, finally. I never knew I had a whore for a daughter. You're just like me, sleeping with my business partner. I have him here. If you want to ever see him again, come to dearest daddy.”

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

] This message was followed by a cute emoji. Naomi stared at the screen and smiled. Mister Daddy really knew her. Then several messages popped up in the chat box. [Mister Daddy: You were so brave when spending a hundred million dollars to marry me. Why are you so timid now?] [Mister Daddy: No matter what happens in the future, I will be with you. Don’t believe those feudal superstitions! And please don’t give up. Do you hear me?] At this moment, Naomi suddenly recalled their first meeting.