Daddy Dom Novels & Stories

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.”

And he knows; he knows that I am powerless against him, which is why he is acting in this manner. “You want me to fuck you, huh?” I sputtered as he violently grabbed my ass and continued speaking. “You think you can tame an old daddy like me?” Mr. Domenico Lombardi’s stone-like voice makes me nervous, but I’m not backing down; I know what I want.

Dom The word Daddy, coming from her… it hit me. It was the sound of her surrender. It was the sound of a woman who wanted to be taken, not just loved. My self-control didn't just break; it vanished. It turned to ash in the heat of her gaze. There was no Beta left. There was no protector. There was only Dominic Vormos, and I was about to claim what the universe had been trying to keep from me.

"He’s different, Lona. He’s independent, runs his own company, and... oh, you’ll see tomorrow. He’s the most masculine man I’ve ever met. I really hope you two get along." Lona’s smile turned crooked, a look that meant everything but getting along. "Don't worry, Mom. I’ll be very good to my new Daddy. I’ll make sure he feels... right at home." "That’s my girl," her mother said, completely oblivious. Lona headed upstairs, her steps light and airy. In her head, she was already picking out her outfit for tomorrow. Something modest enough for Mom, but lethal to any red-blooded man. She couldn't wait to see New Daddy’s life crumble after she laid the trap.

Dear Daddy Introduction: HE: a divorcee and has a son, who's in love with her.... SHE: young with some struggles in life and in a relationship with his son... But what will happen when the father of the son starts to show affection for her as well, who will she choose? Stay with the son or with Daddy!? Follow the love, passion, desire and heartbreak and drama of Sarah, Liam and his father Riley *#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#"#*#*#*#*#"#*#*#*#*#*

I am quivering and lightheaded by the time Gabriel pulls his cock from my ass and barely remember being lifted off of Domenic, but the gentle kisses as they untie me and wash me up are enough to make my body quake with aftershocks of pleasure and the heightened sensitivity from this evening’s events. Domenic holds me and Gabriel holds him as Domenic whispers to us, “My first and only dom was my Papa…not my birth father, but a family friend. I went to live with him when I was seventeen. I saw how he looked at other men and I knew I looked at men the same way. I didn’t tell him until I was nineteen and he asked if I found him attractive because he had noticed how attractive I had become as I m

Lazarus pov The look on her face as soon as I mention the word daddy is priceless. I know I may be too straightforward, but I prefer to express my thoughts rather than keep them to myself. I do find pleasure in being addressed as someone's daddy. Honestly, I'm pretty sure I'm into the kink. Perhaps even too deep. I enjoy dominating my women in the bedroom, but I also love taking care of them in all other areas of life, so yes, I'm sure I'm a daddy dom.

“Your daddy’s friends are running a train on you in his dining room, and you’re still talking shit. I fucking love it.” He fucks me hard and fast, one hand fisted in my hair, the other gripping my hip with bruising force. Dom doesn’t have Vincent’s patience or Marcus’s brutality. Dom fucks like it’s a sport — competitive and cocky and angled perfectly because he’s been watching the other three figure out what makes me cum and he’s using every piece of information against me. “Your little college boyfriend fuck you like this?” he pants, driving deep enough that I feel him in my chest.

The notification lit up my phone at 11:47 PM. KinkConnect: New match - DomDaddy_SFBay I was three glasses of wine deep, sprawled on my couch in just a t-shirt and panties, my hand already between my legs because I'd been scrolling through profiles for the past hour getting myself worked up. I clicked on his profile with my free hand, still slowly circling my clit with the other. Ryan, 34. Experienced Dom. Not interested in brats or princesses. Looking for a slut who knows her place and wants to be used properly. If you need your hand held through every step, swipe left.

“Say it again,” he demanded, slapping his heavy cock against my clit once more, harder this time. “Tell Daddy exactly what you want on your wedding night. Beg for it like the naughty little slut you are.” “I want your cock,” I moaned shamelessly, tears of desperation in my eyes. “I want my father-in-law to fuck me. Please, Dom… fill me up. Ruin me for him. Make me yours tonight.” With a deep, guttural groan of pure primal hunger, Dominic thrust into me in one powerful, claiming stroke.