Daddy Dom Novels & Stories

“What the hell is a daddy dom?” Glancing around, she shrugs. “What we have isn’t technically a daddy dom thing. The daddy sex thing doesn’t have a thing to do with wanting to fuck your daddy. Sure, some women might be into it. But it’s about how your daddy is the first man who ever loves you unconditionally—supposedly.” Our eyes meet, emphasis on supposedly.

He was wearing nothing but boxers, stretched out casually next to Joyce, scrolling on his phone. When he saw me, he wasn’t flustered in the slightest. Instead, he deliberately draped one leg over Joyce’s body. "Woah, if it isn't the violent maniac? Joyce already told me that I can live in this house as long as I want, and throw anything that belongs to you away! "I'm her daddy after all, so it's only natural I take care of my daughter." I nodded calmly and walked to the bedside. Then I yanked the blanket away.

He proved to be a great listener I wondered two days in if he’d ever wake up. This morning I went through the routine when my mom called me and our conversation ended up in her cussing at Peter because, in her words, he is a 'dirty man whore' Now I went into my newfound hobby of gazing at the man in my bed. I'd giving him a name too, Kel, after my dog I had when I was eleven. I couldn't still place where he was from because he didn't look American one bit and now that I think about it neither did those men.

Once my dick got freed from my brief, Dom immediately starts masturbating it. "I want to suck you daddy Zie and Daddy Dom," Nick said in a needy voice when our lips parted. "What do you think, Dom? Are you a sucker or you want someone to suck you?" I asked Dom jokingly. "I can do both things, sir. But this time, I want your boy to suck me real good." Dom replied as he steps back and stands beside me, he starts to remove his belt and slightly lowered his pants. Nick, on the other hand, got down from the sink and knelt in front of Dom and me, like a horny slut waiting to devour our dicks.

“Yes, Daddy.” He freezes. I open my eyes, suddenly aware that this isn’t play, this isn’t a scene, and that I really am, in fact, being spanked by a dom. And I just called him Daddy. My ass is on fire, my clit pulsing for attention, and all he does is lift me up off the desk and spin me around to look at him. “Did you just call me Daddy?” he growls. I fucked up. Oh, God, I totally fucked up. He’s going to hate me. He’ll push me away and never want to do this to me again. My one chance at being dommed, and I blew it with my big mouth.

I’m hoping that when I explain this to my parents, they will understand if I explain it from the heart. "Have you been thinking about me?" he asked, his words laced with desire. "I've been unable to think of anything else but you all day." I would never get enough of hearing that, just knowing he had been thinking about me and only me. "Yes, Daddy," I replied. A dark lust clung to those three syllables, letting him know just how much I had been thinking of him too. The Daddy Dom role-play was cute, providing it stayed that way. I didn't want him to dress me like a toddler or force me to wear a diaper. Although, I could throw a monumental tantrum when things di

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."

I order and she obeys. These days, I'm starting to get obsessed with acting like a dom. No wonder Kaden was unhappy when I restricted him from doing it with my soul mate. I have always been her rightful husband and mate. It's just that she was so much in love with him too. In love with two hot men I guess. This Dom/sub thing can be so much fun, sexually. My hand rubs across her behind, smoothing one of her cheeks. "You have such a nice ass for Daddy to punish," I tell her, slapping her behind.

The first new Daddy was Adrian, a tall, commanding lawyer in his mid-40s with a silver tongue and a reputation for control. His introduction happened in a private suite at a downtown hotel. Liam watched from the corner as Adrian took me slow and deep on the king-sized bed, his thick cock stretching me in ways that made me moan like a whore. He fucked me with controlled dominance, his hands pinning my wrists above my head while he whispered filthy praise in my ear. I came twice before he filled me, and Liam reclaimed me immediately after, fucking me hard while Adrian watched with dark approval. The second new Daddy was Theo, a young, athletic venture capitalist with a massive cock and endless

Why I chose him in the first place. Daddy doesn’t mean he’s into age play. DDLG, Daddy Dominant Little Girl, Is just a softer side of domination and submission that focuses more on the provider and caregiver essence of our natures. A direct opposition to the ‘bleed or beg slave’ mentality, I have with men. I’ll never put my hands on a woman to harm her in any respect. No matter the branch, all play is between parties who are aware of what they’re getting into, consenting, and age appropriate.