Daddy Dom Sex Stories Novels & Stories

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

I swallowed hard, "I see. It seems that he frequents this dungeon often?" "He rarely visits in person, but most of the submissives who work here have played with him before. They say he is the most respectful, skillful, and caring Dom here." One of them smiled. It was obvious that he thought I should feel lucky to serve such a man. "It sounds like today is my lucky day! I don't even know how I got here, let alone being selected by such a great master…" I murmured, but enough for him to hear, playing a game to see if one of them would divulge how I had ended up here tonight.

Ogling your best friend's dad is also a sin, Isadora. Slowly, he raised his head, piercing green eyes fixed on me as he pushed the glass door open. My eyes widened. I had been caught. I swallowed the lump in my throat, racking my head for an excuse when he spoke. "See something you like?" A grin spread on his beautiful cheeks; then and there, I knew that I would have sex with my best friend's father before the holidays were over.

Julian looks at me, concerned, but Dominic just smiles. His hand reaches the junction of my thighs. His fingers are thick and calloused, and they move with a terrifying confidence. He finds my center, and his fingers slide into the heat he had created earlier. I bit my lip so hard I tasted copper, my eyes squeezing shut as I try to remain still. "Your wife has learned a lot about respect over the last twenty-four hours," Dominic continues, his voice steady as he begins to work his fingers inside me. "Haven't you, Sarah? You’ve learned exactly what it takes to keep this family afloat."

The chair creaked loudly under us with every bounce. “Oh my god….yes…right there ahh!” I moaned, riding him faster. My pussy was creaming all over his cock, juices running down his balls and soaking the chair. I lost control, bouncing harder, screaming every time he bottomed out. “Daddy, fuck…your cock feels so good!” Dominic suddenly stood up, still buried deep inside me, and carried me across the room. He pinned me against the wall, my back to the cool surface, and started ramming into me hard. Deep, brutal strokes that made my whole body jolt with every thrust.

I could see the skin of his cock stretching tight as she took the whole length of it, her throat working hard to keep up with his rhythm. "Oh yess baby... take it all," Daniel gasped, his hips starting to jerk uncontrollably. "Daddy is fucking cumming..." I was rubbing my clit hard now, my eyes wide, watching the way his muscles tensed up. I could see his abs rippling as he arched his back, his hands slamming onto the armrests of the chair. My finger was moving in fast, messy circles, smearing the wetness all over my labia. I was right on the edge myself, my legs shaking so hard I thought I’d collapse right there in the hallway.

“Good girl and Sexysuzzy… we might meet soon, in real life. I’ll fuck you properly, I’ll stretch that tight pussy and that greedy little asshole with my real dick. You’ll finally know exactly what a thick cock feels like pumping inside you, filling you up with cum. You want that, don’t you?” My heart skipped. Meet? In real life? The idea sent a rush of fear and excitement through me. How would that even work with my dad always watching? Where would we even go? But the thought of finally feeling a real warm cock….his cock, stretching me, fucking me raw after all this teasing… it made me clench hard around the dildo still buried in my ass. “Yeah,” I whispered, voice shaky but honest. “I would

“You’re so big, Daddy.” He covered my mouth again. “Quiet. We don’t want Victoria hearing you moan like a little slut.” His hips moved fast and rough. Each thrust shook the bed. “Take this dick. Milk it with your tight cunt.” I wrapped my legs around him. Pleasure mixed with pain in the best way. “Harder, Daddy,” I begged between his fingers. “Fill me up again. I need your cum.” Damien pounded me faster. Sweat dripped from his chest onto my breasts. “You love this, don’t you? Getting fucked by a man old enough to be your father while strangers wait outside.”

We kiss and he fucks me right. “Ugh!” I grunt out, that wonderful sensation filling me again. “Rub that clit for me, baby,” he says, and I happily oblige. “Yes, Daddy, anything you want.” “Rub it good.” “I’ll rub it so good for you.” “I want you coming all over this dick inside you.” “Yes, Daddy, I’m going to cum all over that big fucking dick of yours.” “I’m going to make a huge mess inside you.” “I want it all. I want every drop of your cum.”

With one of his hands reaching to my boob, he began to tweak it, and the other went up to seize my neck, pulling me up gently and pressing my back against his chest. “Da…Daddy!” I choked, my saliva trickling onto his hand. He brought down his hand and began to stroke my clit, playing and slapping it harshly, not leaving my ass out, as he continued to shove into me. He bent over and kissed my neck harshly, and then my back, my shoulders. “You’re so fucking sweet!” He hummed. “Daddy…I’m going to cum again.” I cried out and he went back to stroking my clit, more aggressive than before.