Daddy Dom Erotica Novels & Stories

I gasped as he leaned down and took my nipple between his lips; he sucked and nibbled on it before switching his attention to the other one. “Please,” I begged him, the ache in my heat intensifying. I’d learned so much from my erotica books, and I was happy I got to learn so many new things; some I shared with Enzo and he taught me, while some I just couldn’t bring myself to say. In one of the books, I learned that if you called your man "daddy," it drove him crazy. “Please, daddy... it aches,” I cried out, thrusting my hips for friction.

Looking at me intensely, he said, "You like this, don't you? Daddy's big cock stretching your little pussy." I kept eye contact with him the entire time. He was so sexy; I had never been with anyone like him. He was confident. He was dominant. He knew what he wanted; he took it without a care in the world. "Yes, Daddy. I like when you take my pussy." I said as I fucked him with all my might. My hips were going back and forth as he kept his hand around my throat, staring at me. I felt a second wave coming. I knew I was going to explode again. "Daddy, I'm going to cum again. You can cum in me. You don't have to pull out."

He notices my change in demeanor and flashes me another one of his devilish smiles. “I can buy you clothes – however , I would like to know what you thought I meant you naughty little thing” he whispers in my ears. My blush deepens as I realize that I am an open book to him. Daddy doms have this ability to see straight through us , or are littles transparent? He moves away and jumps on my bed. He places his one arm against the wall and leans his head onto it. He look sexy as hell in that position , guess what? I am blushing again. I really need to start controlling this thing , does it have an off switch or something?

My whole body shook violently in his arms as pleasure tore through me in devastating waves. Dom kept fucking me through it, groaning loudly. “Fuck yes—squeeze me just like that, baby. Such a good girl coming so hard for Daddy. Milk my cock with that greedy little cunt.” He fucked me through every wave until I was a whimpering, oversensitive, trembling mess, then slowed his thrusts, grinding deep inside me as we both approached the edge together. “I’m close, baby,” he panted, eyes locked on mine with raw intensity. “Gonna fill this married cunt with so much cum. You want it? Want Daddy to breed you on your wedding night? Want me to pump you full while my son sleeps next door?”

"Totally! I'm flabbergasted right now, that sounds exactly like that scene between Domino and Isobel." And she hasn't even heard the rest of it. Domino and Isobel were the main protagonists in one of my favorite erotica novels; Specific Taste. Domino was a dominant older man who introduced a young, nineteen years old Isobel to the inescapable world of abound lust and sinful pleasure. Domino and Isobel were lovers who craved each other with every fibre of their being. The Devil and I are not lovers, I have never and will never view him from that angle. N-E-V-E-R.

he huskily said. "You set fire to my world and I can not handle the heat all alone. I love you more, Daddy," with one swift our lips brushed one another. "Ohhhhmmmp. Ahhhhmmpp. Ohhhmmp," moans escaped in our mouth as we exchange kisses. His hand roamed down to my butt cheeks. I can feel the warmth of his hands as he began to knead my bum. While his other hand played with my nipple once more. "Suck my nipples, Daddy. Milk me up. Suck my nipple like a kid who is hungry for his Mom's milk," I erotically said. "No biggie... Mommy," my mouth gaped open in pleasure as Dominick sucked it perfectly.

I could hear him breathing, feel the heat of his body, smell his masculine scent mixed with the faint trace of my own arousal. Daddy pushed me forward onto my stomach, then pulled my hips up so I was on my knees with my face and bound arms pressed into the mattress. My ass was raised high, pussy and tight little hole completely exposed to him. He spread my knees wider with his hands. “Such a pretty view,” he murmured, running his palms over my ass cheeks. “Daddy is going to use you hard tonight. I am going to fuck you the way I have been fantasizing about for months. No holding back. No gentle daddy. Just pure dominance.”

I wanted to run, but my legs dared not move. Taylor's voice dripped with exaggerated moans as she continued, intensifying every filthy detail I'd poured out in secret. "'He spins me around, bends me over the nearest table. Books scatter everywhere as he unzips his jeans, his cock, thick, veined, throbbing, pressing against my ass. "Beg for it," he growls, and I do, whimpering please, Darian, fuck me hard. He slams into me from behind, one hand fisting my hair, pulling my head back so he can bite my neck. Each thrust is brutal, stretching me, filling me completely, his hips slapping against mine with wet, obscene sounds. I come undone, clenching around him, but he doesn't stop. He pounds me r

The words tumbled out, and I felt my pussy squeeze around his dick when I realized what I just said. A stunned silence stretched on the other end. Then, Val’s voice, a whisper of disbelief. “Your daddy?” Dom chuckled, a low, guttural sound that vibrated through my body as he began a slow, deliberate thrust. His hips ground against mine, his balls slapping softly against my ass cheeks. “Yes,” I whimpered, feeling his immense length fill me completely. “My old black stepfather. He has… he has a gigantic cock.” “Don’t hang up,” Val commanded, her voice suddenly urgent, a spark of something new igniting within it. “I want to listen.”

“Just the whole, uh, Daddy Dom stuff, I guess.” “Right. I’m a Daddy Dom. Have been for a long time, but after my sister died, I just didn’t feel it anymore. Or I didn’t want to get involved with Littles. I had sex. I dominated the women I had sex with if they were good with that. But that’s all it was. I didn’t want agirlfriend. I didn’t want a Little.” “And now?” she whispered. “And now, there’s you. My sweet, sassy, sexy Elle. All I see is you. You’re who I think about when I go to sleep and when I wake up with morning wood, you’re who I think about as I jack off.”