Daddy Dom Stories Novels & Stories

] This message was followed by a cute emoji. Naomi stared at the screen and smiled. Mister Daddy really knew her. Then several messages popped up in the chat box. [Mister Daddy: You were so brave when spending a hundred million dollars to marry me. Why are you so timid now?] [Mister Daddy: No matter what happens in the future, I will be with you. Don’t believe those feudal superstitions! And please don’t give up. Do you hear me?] At this moment, Naomi suddenly recalled their first meeting.

Excitement rippled through me, my nipples, now rock hard, ached even more, and my thighs clenched. “Please… daddy.” His grip on my shoulders tightened. “Don't..” he hissed. “Don't fucking do that.” I smiled. “I want you to fuck me, daddy.” “If you call me that one more time, Lora.” He paused, his breathing heavy, every breath filled with failing reatraint and desire that had been locked away for a very long time. “Then I might not be able to control what happens next.” “Please, daddy.. fuck me.”

He drove us home. He dropped me onto the bed. A wide grin appeared across his lips. He quickly undressed himself, I watched as his dick fell out of his underwear. That big guy was making me smile in my head. " You did a great job by making sure we weren't caught." He breathed, Crawling into the bed, he leaned forward landing his soft lips against mine. I felt a tiny shock wave rushed down my spine, a wave of adrenaline surged through me. "Appreciate me, daddy." I moaned, breaking the kiss.

I screamed, my back arching off the bed. The stretch was brutal, intense, almost painful, but so fucking perfect. He was so thick, so deep, filling me completely in one stroke. “Shit… you’re so fucking tight,” Daddy groaned, holding still for a moment to let me adjust. Then he started moving — hard, deep, relentless strokes that made the bed creak. “Has my son ever fucked you like this?” he growled, pounding into me faster. “Has James ever stretched this pussy the way Daddy is stretching it right now?”

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 dominating man over me asked as he continued to devour my jaw and neck. “Yes Daddy. I lied. I wanted to breed you,” I dumbly answered as I felt myself sink deeper and deeper into my fuzzy head space due to Dominic’s intensely pleasure inducing love bites. “Good boy,” Dominic complimented making me feel pleased with myself. I definitely had a praise kink too when it came to the Daddy over me. I loved it when he praised me. I loved him so much already ! “Do you want Daddy to play with your baby hole here ?” he asked as he played with the outer folds of my rim making gentle, soothing circles around it with his fingers. “Or do you want Daddy to fuck you senseless ?” he gave the other choice.

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!"

"Olise—" "You're roommates who share a legal document!" he shouted, his voice cracking with emotion. "She’s never here! She runs away to Europe, to New York, to anywhere else because she doesn't know how to be a wife, and she sure as hell doesn't know how to be a mother! You are lonely, Vincent. You’ve been living in a golden cage, and you’re terrified to admit that the lock is already broken!"

This book is intentionally divided into two parts. Part One — The Daddy Diaries contains 67 chapters focused on consensual power exchange between adults, including traditional Daddy kink (DDLG) as well as reverse or gender-flipped dynamics (MMLG), where roles are chosen freely. Part Two marks the beginning of All Yours as a broader erotica collection. These stories explore different fantasies, taboos, and power dynamics, all centered on desire, control, consent, and obsession. If Daddy kink or role-reversal dynamics are your preference, Part One offers a complete experience.

She kept begging even as she came: “Thank you, Daddy… thank you… don’t stop fucking me… please keep going!” Gabriel slammed into her from behind with deep, possessive strokes, his thick cock stretching her cum-filled pussy. He reached around, roughly grabbing her heavy tits and squeezing them hard as he pounded her.