Novel & Cerita Daddy Eroticas

“Spreading your legs so eagerly after crying about that party. Crying for my attention, then begging for my cock like a needy whore. You love this, don’t you? Love being Daddy’s secret little fucktoy.” His dirty words sent a fresh wave of heat rushing through me. I nodded frantically, biting my lip as another soft moan slipped out. “I do… I love it. Please, Daddy. I need you inside me.” Marcus leaned forward, pressing the thick head of his cock against my slick, loosened hole. He rubbed it up and down teasingly, coating himself in the mess he’d made with his tongue. “You’re still so wet from my mouth. Greedy hole just swallowing everything I give it. Been stretched all day by that plug and s

I slowly remove his fingers from my mouth with a pop sound and his gaze darkens even more!. "You know you are playing with fire Sarah?" And i swallow and try to keep my knees from trembling upon hearing his words. "What....what if I like to....play with fire, Daddy?" I mumble shyly and he lets out a shaky breath. He slowly pulls me into his chest with his big strong muscular arms. His scent drives me crazy and my head starts to spin. "Daddy huh......You sure like to play with fire kitten....because once that fire starts you can't stop it....it will consume you!!" He whispers in my ear while slightly licking my earlobe making me moan softly and he chuckles.

My pussy clenched around his thick cock like it never wanted him to stop. “I’m sorry, Daddy,” I whimpered, my legs wrapping around his waist. He kissed me roughly, biting my lip as he pounded me. “You’re mine now, Elena and it's not just for the contract, not just for the power but because I’m obsessed with you. This tight pussy, these perfect tits, the way you cry and moan when I ruin you… I’ve never wanted anything this badly.” His thrusts became brutal, riding me faster. “I want to see your juice spill out. Cum on Daddy’s cock like a good little slut.”

I see the men reach for their cocks through their shorts, unable to contain their arousal. The ETA no longer exists. My forced public admission drives me over the edge almost instantly, propelling my body into a shattering orgasm. I scream 'Daddy!” as my body ricochets his cock inside me, my ass squeezing on him as I seize uncontrollably. Daddy gives me a couple of extremely rough thrusts deep into my ass before he explodes, his cock pulsing vigorously, shooting half a dozen strands of cum straight up into me, filling me with the hot stew of Daddy's seed. He twitches and contorts, groaning as his cock blows a massive load into me. I feel every pulse, every strain of his dick unloading, as my

He's fucking his daughter from behind, slamming against the sexy curves of her ass. "Ohhhh... God... Ohhh... Daddy... Ohhhhhh... Daddy," Ellie shouts each word on every forward thrust of his cock. Her voice is shaky and she's panting, as he relentlessly hammers into her. Slipping one hand between her legs, Ellie starts frantically rubbing her clit while her daddy pumps his hard cock into her enflamed pussy.

"Please, Daddy. Take me. Fuck me so hard till I can no longer feel my legs." Dante groaned, a devilish smirk lingering at the corner of his lips. "If your pleas were the strength I would need to Fuck you, This would not take us anywhere sunshine. That's not convincing enough. Beg me like you are dying to be fucked." He groaned the last part in a deep groan and Elena's pussy throbbed with so much urgency to have him deeply buried inside of her. "Oh, Daddy. Please don't make me wait. I need your huge cock, Daddy. I need you to Fuck me so hard like the slut I am, place me in different positions and go balls, deep Daddy.!"

“My good little girl, getting wet just from calling me Daddy.” She moaned, hips bucking into his touch. “Please—” “Please what?” “Please, Daddy… touch me.” He didn’t make her wait. His fingers slipped beneath the lace, finding her slick and swollen. He circled her clit slowly at first, watching her face with rapt attention as she gasped and trembled. “That is it,” he praised, voice rough. “Let Daddy see how pretty you look when you fall apart.”

Drunk on daddy’s sweet cock. I feel full. So full with him inside me. Shit! He nestles his chest against my back, raising my legs on the sofa. Then. “Now, kid. Ride on daddy’s rod.” He says over my left ear, kissing my earlobe. I wonder if he has a fetish for that too. I perch my hands backward over his chest and begin the hot, sensual, rousing ride over daddy’s member. “Omigod!” I let out a warbled cry as I clutch his member with my pussy.

They all came knocking. It wasn't enough. The pleasure, the taboo, the satisfaction. It gave her too much of a rush. Daddy was the stuff of erotica book boyfriends. Brutal. Ruthless. Sinfully good at fucking. “Please,” The word tore out of her before she could stop it. “Please, Bill. Daddy, harder. Make it hurt. Make my pussy hurt more. Fuck harder, damn it," she succumbed, clutching a cushion to brace herself.

“If I call you Dad… will you disappear later?” The question shattered the room. Ethan didn’t answer immediately. He knelt in front of her, eyes level. “I won’t disappear,” he said. “Even when things are hard. Especially then.” Crystal studied him for a long moment. Then, softly, testing the word like fragile glass— “Dad.” Ethan inhaled sharply. Amara covered her mouth, tears streaming freely now. “Yes, sweetheart?” Ethan said, voice breaking. Crystal smiled. That single moment rewrote ten years of absence.