Novel & Cerita Daddy Dom Stories

My breasts bounced with each thrust, nipples grazing his chest hair, sending jolts straight to clit. "Call me Big Daddy. Let me hear how bad you need this," he demanded, teeth on my neck, sucking until there was a mark on my neck. "Oh, fuck daddy, big daddy! Yes! Deeper!" Voice echoed off tiles on the wall, drowned by the shower. He released my wrists, his hand sliding between us; fingers found the clit, rubbing rough circles. "Cum for me. Cum for Daddy! Cum for Daddy." Tension brimmed as he pounded me harder; I bucked wild, chasing an orgasm. "I'm close! Don't stop! Ahh daddy!"

His back was to me. For a second, I thought he was going to tell me to leave. Instead, he said, “His name was Daniel.” I froze. Julian had never given me anything personal so willingly. I said nothing. He continued. “We were together for almost two years.” His voice was calm. Too calm. “He knew I had not told my family.” I swallowed. “He knew why.” Julian looked out the window. “My father was…” He paused. “Traditional.” I understood what he meant.

I tell him. Daddy pushes into me hard. He begins cumming inside my ass. I can feel his hot wet seed in my ass. While he is still hard inside my ass, he fingers my pussy and makes me cum again. “That was so good, daddy,” I say.

Daddy was on the verge of killing grandpa and then he blackmailed mommy into marrying him and turned me into his sex slave. Dominik doesn’t seem to have any qualms though. He wants a child like it’s a business deadline. One year. No excuses. Good genes. I didn’t know it was possible for anyone to be as much of an asshole as he is. What if the child inherits that? I swallow hard and move to the bathroom, my hand instinctively going to the small packet of tampons in the cabinet. I pull it out, my fingers probing the center. Still there. Good. My tiny rebellion made the journey undetected. It’s a pathetic shield against a tank, but it's the only one I have, and It’s the only barrier left betwee

"Daddy, please let me come. I'll be a good girl for you." Michele lifted his head from her breast, his eyes meeting hers. The raw hunger in his gaze made her tremble. "You look so fucking beautiful when you beg!" he murmured, his voice dark with satisfaction. His fingers slowed, stroking her inner walls with maddening gentleness. "Tell me who you belong to, babygirl." "You," Anny gasped without hesitation. "I belong to you, daddy." "And Adriano?" The question caught her off guard, but she was too far gone to lie, too consumed by need to pretend.

He continued licking me through it like a man possessed. When the last tremor finally faded, I was lost. My breaths came in hard pants, I was still trembling, my vision spotted with crackling white. Daddy stood with a devilish smile, licking his lips. “You’re ready.” He pushed his sweatpants all the way off, climbed onto the bed, grabbed the belt binding my wrists, and dragged me closer like I weighed nothing. His cock was glistening at the tip, throbbing with need. “Do what Mommy does,” he ordered. “Come ride me.”

“More, Daddy… please, give me more…” • • VIOLET POV Daddy is inside me, and it hurts. It hurt enough to take my breath when he pushed all the way in, but I love it, I love the way it feels. Daddy’s big cock makes me feel so tender, but I want it. I want all of him. “More, Daddy…” I whisper. “Please… please, more…”

I flipped onto all fours, my ass facing the door, and started slamming the toy into me, wet slaps echoing, crying out with every thrust. “Daddy—yes—stretch me—use your little girl—” A shadow fell across the carpet, and I froze mid-thrust, the dildo buried to the hilt, my pussy clenching like it knows it’s being watched. Dominic stood in the doorway, shirtless, his gray sweatpants tented obscenely, one big hand already stroking himself through the fabric. His eyes were dark with lust, jaw clenched so tight I saw the muscle harden. We stared at each other for a while, then he stepped inside, shut the door with a soft click, and said:

"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.

He wanted this more than he had ever wanted anything in his entire life. Father Dominic grabbed the back of Leo's head with one large, rough hand, his fingers tangling tightly in Leo's hair. "You want to be a little slut for me, Leo? You want to be my dirty little confessional whore?" "Yes, Father," Leo gasped, his breath ghosting over the wet tip of the priest's cock. "Please." "Call me Daddy," Father Dominic growled. He shoved his hips forward, pushing the thick head of his cock past Leo's lips.