Daddy Desire Pics Novels & Stories

"Missed you, baby girl. Lectures keeping you from Daddy too long?" I'd crossed the room in a daze, hands sliding up his chest, feeling the heat of his skin, the steady thump of his heart. "Missed you more, Daddy. All day thinking about your cock—how it feels stretching me, owning me." He'd groaned then, hands gripping my ass, lifting me effortlessly onto the desk, papers scattering like fallen leaves. "Show me how much you missed it." His fingers had hiked up my skirt, finding me bare and dripping, two thick digits plunging in without mercy, curling to hit that spot deep inside that made my vision blur. "Fuck, so wet already. This pussy's always ready for Daddy's big dick, isn't it?"

"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.

"Aah... Alex, please. I can't take it anymore. Please, give me that, Daddy." "Oh my God, Jared, you're driving me crazy! We shouldn't be doing this here, at a time like this. Soon you'll be engaged to my daughter!" "You know I only love you, Daddy. Please, touch me now, I can't take it anymore! I want you in my body. Fill me, Daddy." "Ugh, you are my slutty sexy boy, spread your legs, Baby, I need to prepare you a little. Ah, you are so sexy in this suit!"

“Before we do this, I want you to tell me you agreed to avoid awkwardness.” He was right; that was the phrase I told him when we began chatting after we were matched. “Ye…yes.” His lips covered mine immediately. It was the speed of two opposite magnet poles. Why had he asked such questions when he was this hungry for me? Excitement washed over my body. Frank, my husband, desired me, but this was another level. This was the desire an addict had for a fix. It was a get-fixed or die without it. My hands rose to his sides. Trembling hands resting on rock-hard muscle. His hands cradled my face. His hardness burned through the material separating our skins. I could feel it throb, rising and fallin

daddy said, removing his cloth. “ Daddy, I really want but still, I can't” I huffed and continued" I am in the menstrual cycle, I said turning I found him without cloth only in his boxers showing his toned body made like a Greek god. Suddenly, I felt getting hot looking at his body. I wanted to kiss every inch of his body. “Like what you saw” He teased. "Hmmm' I hummed. “Daddy. You can swim,” I said, licking my lips.

I moan, the words slipping out of habit. He stops, pulling back just enough to meet my gaze, his gaze dark and feral. “I’m sorry, I just got—” “You can beg better,” he growls. “Tell Daddy exactly what you want.” Daddy? Oh God, that demand goes straight to my clit, making my pussy clench around nothing. “I want your cock, Daddy,” I sob. “I want you to stretch me open and ruin me with your huge cock, I want you to fuck me.”

“Well, let’s see. Also, if it is not, I still have two options. Your wet pussy and your tight juicy ass,” Daddy Damon removed his robe and threw it on the floor. I felt horny also as I stared at him. he was the Adonis that surely everyone would love to get laid on. I can still remember how I hated to be touched y him, but now, all I ever wanted is to feel him inside me. I was stunned as he was already in front of me. Daddy Damon grabbed by the hand and placed it on his huge erect penis. It was so warm that I wanted to devour it.

I hope I look sexy. He chuckles. “I could fuck you for hours and cum all night. But I shouldn’t.” This is not how I imagined my first time would end on those hot nights when I fingered my pussy to thoughts of Daddy losing control. “Oh my god,” I stammer. “You’re thinking about that stupid doctor, aren’t you?” Daddy eyes my breasts hungrily. He can’t hide his desire, but he steps away and runs a hand through his hair. “Another time,” he says.

She was standing in front of the dresser, with her leg raised to the back, giving me an enthralling show of her red, lacy thong and her soft ass, that I badly wanted to sniff and sink my teeth into. Seeing it in reality was even hotter and nothing compared to the image. “Hi, Daddy,” She smiled, as I leered at her, my cock straining forcefully against my briefs, ready to be let out and be inside Talia's wet heat. I had never known myself to have a daddy kink, but I guess one could never know oneself completely, right? “Call me that again,” I said, mindlessly dumping my briefcase on the floor, and loosening my tie as I walked up her, my arousal at the highest level.