Novel & Cerita Daddy Eroticas

Then I grabbed his hair and again made our tongues meet. "You're going to get punished, baby girl!" Asher said with a cruel intonation. "Yes, Daddy." I laughed mockingly. Asher carried me straight to the bed and dropped my body on his bed. He then went to my bottom, and his tongue played on my clit until I was very wet. "Did you like your punishment, baby girl?" Asher asked. His head popped up between my thighs. "Yes, Daddy," I said. Now, my body was writhing wildly. Asher was very good at making me horny.

It was salty and musky,a flavor that was purely him. “I’m so wet for you Daddy.” I moaned, my fingers lightly trailing his length down to his balls. He groaned softly, his fingers tangling in my hair.“Show me baby.” I reached a hand between my thighs,gathering the moisture there. My fingers caught the light,the evidence of my arousal glaring while the other hand jerked his cock. “Such a needy slut.” He groaned, his fingers in my hair tightening. “I’m going to fuck you all night long. Now be a good girl and make me feel good.”

It made sure I would always come back for more. "I want that, daddy." I say, keeping my voice deliberately low and sultry. He groans and leans down to take my face in his huge hands, pressing his lips to mine with an hunger that shakes us both to the core. My entire body trembles as he sucks on my tongue, tasting himself on me and revelling in it. It is beyond hot, it is criminally erotic. I moan, whimpering some gibberish as he pulls me up and into his arms.

Breath ragged against his palm. He slowed. Edged me. Pulled out right when I was about to tip over. I sobbed—quiet, frustrated—hips pushing back chasing him. He pushed back in. Fucked me hard. Fast. “Beg,” he growled. “Please,” I gasped against his hand. “Please, Daddy, don’t stop.” He groaned. Thrust deeper. Fingers rubbing my clit fast. I came again. Hard. Body convulsing. Pussy spasming around him. Wetness soaking the sheets.

"Why did you choose an old man like my father? He’s a cold man, Elara. He sees women as assets or trophies. You have such potential... you should be beside a man who appreciates your fire, not one who just adds you to a collection." "Your father appreciates me more than you ever have anyone, Adrian," I snapped. "Is that so?" Adrian reached across the table and caught my hand. I wanted to recoil, but I forced myself to remain still, refusing to show weakness. "My father is possessive, but he never truly gives his heart. You’re just a tool for him to destroy me. Why don't we work together? I can give you what he can’t." In that exact moment, a massive dark shadow loomed over our table. A famil

But for now, I allow myself to bask in the warmth of his words, letting them wash over me like a wave crashing against the shore, igniting a fire deep within my soul. "Well?" My gaze snaps back to him. "Well what?" I snap back. "You can't spank me. Goddess, you're not even allowed to touch me." Even as the protests slip through my lips, I feel the rapid thumping of my heart echoing in my chest, a wild rhythm I've never experienced before. A new pulse, raw and primal, pounds behind my clit, sending a shockwave of sensation coursing through my body. In a sick, twisted way, the idea excites me, igniting a fire deep within my core. I mean, this is a man two decades older than me. My best friend’

"you are so perfect Ava ,you just dont know how many times i have wanted to do this" My core throbbedonce more as his fingers stretched me sweetly . Nothing could beat this feeling . I let out a moan as his teeth gently nibbled my p*ssy lips . " just like that daddy" I screamed as his fingers thrusted in to me faster. "I need your d*ck please ". "beg for it Ava ,tell me you are my slut ". "i'm daddy's slut" "Good girl , now cum for daddy". The filthy wet sounds from my drenched p*ssy surprised me .

"Daddy!" "Good girl," Daddy praised, his voice coming in short pants. "Good fucking girl. Now, pick up a toy," he said. With shaky hands, I reached for the vibrator and lubed it up, not that I needed to; I was already soaking wet. I turned it on, moaning lowly when its soft vibration could be felt on my hand. Looking back at Daddy, I see him stroking his hard cock, his hooded eyes on every inch of my body. Feeling his intense gaze on me, I lowered the vibrating dildo to press against my aching clit. My body buzzed with a blinding sensation.

I could feel it in his tight muscles, in the way his cock got bigger in my mouth. “The deal is off,” Ivan suddenly yelled, reaching for the door. “Sit down, Ivan,” Daddy’s voice was a low, dangerous growl. “The deal is not off. We’re just… making it final.” With a loud, dirty groan, Daddy came, his hot cum flooding my mouth. I swallowed fast, my own dick hurting so bad, needing to cum. Ivan watched, his eyes narrow, as Daddy zipped up his pants. “You are a weird man, Don Moretti,” he said, his voice full of hate.

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!"