Daddy Dom Erotica Novels & Stories

I bottomed out on him. "Daddy!" I whimpered. "Lord," he groaned, his face twisting in pleasure. "Please, please, deliver me from this evil." "Nope," I said. "You're going to have to enjoy your daughter's evil pussy riding you until you cum in me. I want to have a creampie!" "You could get pregnant," he panted as I slid up his dick, savoring his girth. He was almost as big as Mr. Miller. * * *

Dom Kane asked. Arianna's right hand instinctively reached up and wrapped around him. He was so thick that her fingers couldn’t even encompass him fully. He felt warm and rock hard. "It's... amazing, Daddy," Arianna whispered, almost forgetting the nine other men watching. "Now, suck my dick," Dom Kane demanded. Arianna licked her lips seductively, sat up on her knees, and leaned forward, wrapping her mouth around him. His cock filled the inside of her mouth immediately.

I slowly remove his fingers from my mouth with a pop sound and his gaze darkens even more!. "You know you are playing with fire Sarah?" And i swallow and try to keep my knees from trembling upon hearing his words. "What....what if I like to....play with fire, Daddy?" I mumble shyly and he lets out a shaky breath. He slowly pulls me into his chest with his big strong muscular arms. His scent drives me crazy and my head starts to spin. "Daddy huh......You sure like to play with fire kitten....because once that fire starts you can't stop it....it will consume you!!" He whispers in my ear while slightly licking my earlobe making me moan softly and he chuckles.

“Answer me!” He nodded. “Ye…. yes…yessss.” A smirk curved my lips. “You are so beautiful when you submit to me, Alex. I love it, love how you look when you are so eager for me, for my cock. Come for me, my sweet boy. Show me just how much you need your Dom’s cock.” I did not touch his cock at all, but I just kept fucking him deep with long punishing strokes that hit that damn g-spot inside of him over and over again, hard.

“Hear how sloppy your cunt is for Daddy’s fingers? You’re soaking my whole hand.” I nodded frantically even though I didn’t mean to. My hips started rocking against his hand on their own. Every thrust made my tits bounce under my tank top. My nipples rubbed against the fabric and it felt too good. I was losing control. “Mmhh…oh god…Dom daddy…” I moaned into my hand, the sound muffled but desperate. He rubbed my clit with his thumb in tight, rough circles and my whole body jerked. “Keep those legs open,” he ordered. “Don’t you dare close them. I want to watch this pussy cum all over my fingers.”

“Fuck… you’re so needy already. I can hear it. Now spread those pretty thighs for me. Let Daddy see how hard you are.” I shifted in the chair, legs falling open. The denim pulled tight over my erection, outlining every inch. “I’m running my palm over the bulge in your jeans. Feeling how thick you are, how much you’re leaking for me. You’re dripping, aren’t you, baby?” “Yes,” I gasped. “So much.” “I’m popping the button. Dragging the zipper down. Peel those jeans off for me, pretty boy. Let Daddy see all of you.”

He curls his fingers against my g-spot, firm, practiced, the rough pads of his fingers catching on the textured spot, and my thighs slam shut around his hand. He forces them open. Pins my knees apart with his forearms while his fingers pump inside me, deep, curling strokes that hit my g-spot on every pass. The wet sounds are obscene, squelch, squelch, squelch— filling the dark kitchen, and I can feel my arousal running down his hand, dripping onto the granite. “Don’t stop, right there, oh please oh PLEASE, Dominic— DADDY—” The word slips out. Daddy. For my boyfriend’s father. And the sound he makes, a low, guttural groan against my breast, tells me it was exactly the right word.

Two days after Seamus's confession Charlotte was still browsing the internet on what is the meaning of a Dom, a Daddy, and what was expected as a submissive. And the definition was way more than what Charlotte was expecting. There were a lot of Doms and varieties of kinks, from the Daddy caring type to the hardcore ones who like to smack their pretty little subs into submission.

“I’m your daddy. And you’re my spoiled little omega who needs to be fucked full every single day. Look at this greedy hole, still sucking me in even after I already filled you once.” I moaned loudly, wrapping my legs around his waist. “Yes— Daddy, please. Harder.” Dante’s eyes flashed with pure lust. He gripped my hips and pounded into me, the wet, filthy sound of my slick echoing in the office. “You want daddy to breed you? Want me to pump this tight little cunt full until you’re dripping for days? I’m going to keep you so full of my cum you’ll smell like me everywhere you go.” I was seeing stars already, crying out with every thrust. “Please— I want it. Fill me up, Daddy. Breed me. I want

His wet, juicy fingers moved between my folds until he found my swollen cl*t. A shiver went through me and I sucked in a sharp breath. Ellis smirked as he started to circle his fingers over my little nub. Sparks of pleasure coarsed through me. I gasped and moaned, bucking my hips against his hand. The whole time he held my eyes with his and I was powerless to look away. That deep look, his confident smirk. My cheeks burned hot, the heat spreading down my neck and breasts and he kept rubbing my cl*t in slow, lazy circles.