Daddy Erotica Novels & Stories

“So tight and wet gripping me like you never want to let go. You were made for this cock weren’t you?” “Yes daddy—fuck—yes—” He thrust up to meet me every time I came down driving even deeper. The bed creaked under us my moans getting louder and louder. His hands slid down to my ass squeezed hard helping me bounce faster. Fingers dug into my flesh spanking me once sharp and stinging. “Faster baby,” he said. “Ride daddy like the little slut you are. Make that pussy cream all over me.” I bounced harder hips rolling grinding my clit against his pubic bone every time I bottomed out.

"Mr. Alistair Blackwood values competence—something you clearly lack, Mr. Adrian. If you want to discuss what happens in bed, perhaps we should start with why you were so desperate to dump your fiancée in a forest just to gain access to this company." Adrian’s face drained of color for a split second before twisting into a vile smirk. He leaned in, whispering harshly against my ear, "You do look like her. But Elaine wasn't as cheap as you. She was naive and stupid. While you... you're just a temptress using a lonely old man. My Daddy might be blinded by lust right now, but once he’s bored with your body, you’ll end up in the same trash heap as Elaine." 'The same trash heap.'

I was ready to lose my virginity to the Devil, to this ethereal beast I have been calling daddy since I was a young child. I held onto his strong thighs, they were like pure, taut muscle beneath my palms, just as strong and as muscular but, not as tubular as the muscle wedged between my thighs. I did not want to display any form of disobedience, but I could not resist the desire to get a real feel of his erected dick, I pushed my thighs closer and applied more pressure to get a better feel of the muscle. No words were said, I simply continued to slowly bring my thighs together and enclose his dick, he did not stop me, we both knew what we were doing and what we wanted. By doing so, I provok

“Wrong name.” “D...daddy,” I whimpered. “Only you, Daddy. Please, don’t stop. Fuck me. Fuck your little slut.” He chuckled, a dark, vibrating sound of pure triumph. He reached down, his fingers finding my clit and rubbing with a brutal, expert precision that sent hot sparks through my vision. “Good girl. I’m going to fill you so full of my seed that when you’re standing at that altar saying ‘I do,’ you’ll still feel me dripping down your thighs. You’re going to be thinking about how my cock felt while you’re looking into his eyes.”

] 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.

clamps on my labia, pulling them wide as he fucked my ass, the tug intensifying every slide. 'Scream for Daddy, let the city hear.' Moans turned to wails. 'Ahh, fuck, it's too much... give me more!' His daddy fetish deepened our bond, roleplay weaving into reality. 'Call me that always,' he'd demand, spanking my ass red while I knelt. 'Yes, Daddy, punish your naughty girl.' Degradation laced with care. 'You're my worthless cumrag, but so fucking precious.'

His hand left my throat and gripped my hips with both hands as he slammed into me faster, rougher. “Fuck — Daddy’s gonna fill you up, baby girl,” he groaned. “Gonna pump this tight little pussy full of cum.” “Please, Daddy! Cum inside me!” I begged, still trembling from my orgasm. “Fill your baby girl up… breed me… please!” With a deep, guttural groan, Daddy buried himself to the hilt and came hard. Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded deep into my pussy, pulse after pulse filling me until it started leaking out around his cock and dripping down my thighs in messy streams.

I gasped as he leaned down and took my nipple between his lips; he sucked and nibbled on it before switching his attention to the other one. “Please,” I begged him, the ache in my heat intensifying. I’d learned so much from my erotica books, and I was happy I got to learn so many new things; some I shared with Enzo and he taught me, while some I just couldn’t bring myself to say. In one of the books, I learned that if you called your man "daddy," it drove him crazy. “Please, daddy... it aches,” I cried out, thrusting my hips for friction.

My nipples were rock hard and my pussy was dripping, I wanted him to use my mouth harder. He suddenly pulled me off his cock with a wet pop. Before I could complain, he slid two thick fingers deep into my pussy, curling them right against my spot. I gasped, mouth still open, spit connecting my lips to his cock. “Not done with you yet,” he growled. “Daddy’s gonna make this sloppy cunt cum first.” His fingers pumped fast, thumb rubbing my swollen clit. I was shaking already, moaning loud, hips rocking desperately on his hand while I kept stroking his cock with my fist.

“Oh Daddy! Please take my virginity. I offer it to you! I want you to take it from me rough like I’m a horny girl from a brothel! I love it that you have me tied up. It’s so demeaning and degrading and humiliating!... I just love it Daddy!” “What a potty mouth you have, Kat… Daddy shall grant you your wish and pop your cherry. Aren’t you so glad and lucky your first time will be with Daddy?!” “Daddy! I always dreamed it would be you! You’re all I think about… and you’re the reason I’m so horny all the time and cannot concentrate at school!” Daddy proceeds to tease my vagina with his dick. He slides it around my pussy area. My pussy lips, my opening, my clit. Daddy felt my vagina jump and con