Daddy Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“I would rather die than let a piece of shit like you touch me. My father will rip your spine out through your throat for this.” Alexei leaned down until his scarred face was inches from mine. “Your father is already tearing the city apart looking for you. By the time he realizes where you are, you’ll be on my private island, dripping with my cum and calling me Daddy while he loses everything.” The word Daddy hit me like a slap. I hated how it made my pussy clench hard. I’d had shameful, secret fantasies for years—dangerous men, forbidden power, being taken and claimed. But never in a million years would I admit it to this monster.

Daddy liked giving pleasure more than he received it. I wrapped my fingers around his neck, and he let me, his hooded eyes intoxicating. I was ready to cum, just looking at him. God, he's so hot. I felt the vibration of his growls as he finally refocused and took control. I whimpered when he sank his nails into my hips, harshly slamming me down to take all of him. "Daddy," I gasped, my eyes widening.

a soft moan left my lips. "Hmm, you are taking this so well" Daddy groaned as I moaned softly, starting to really enjoy the way it felt inside of me. I couldn't believe the things I was doing. The things I had fantasised about and the ones I had never been wild enough to dare to fantasise about but all of it now, he was doing it to me. "Daddy, it feels really good. Fuck" "I know, Cupcake" his words came from deep inside of me.

“So tight I know I’m doing something that’s just plain wrong. Feels so fucking right, though. Feels like you’ve got a crush on your big brother and asking for homework help is just an excuse to lie beside me on the bed in your little plaid skirt. You were asking for this.” “Daddy knows his pain, don’t I?” Clement growls, pressing Dasha tighter to me so she’s flattened between us, receiving my thrusts with little whimpers because she has no choice but to take this fat cock she owns now. “How are we supposed to keep our pants zipped when you don’t bother wearing any? You should have known this was coming when Daddy started buying your panties. That shouldn’t be my job, but you made it my busin

she giggled, “you’re pretty feisty today, I’m going to cut us up some fruit, want to watch a movie?” I followed her inside, but she walks faster than I do, when I entered, I heard daddy growling and snarling in his office. I wanted to go and hug him, he says my hugs are the best and always calm him down, but then he started yelling but there was no one else there. He was saying something about mates that he didn’t need or want one, but that’s not true and I know it isn’t. Daddy told me about mates, how one day I’ll meet mine and he will love me forever, like the princes’ in my books. I just can’t imagine leaving my daddy for anyone else, he’s so strong, brave, honest and the most handso

“It’s okay, I won’t hurt it!” Amara smiled, kneeling beside her daughter. “You’ve got a big heart, Crystal. Just like your father.” The words slipped out before she could stop herself. She froze instantly, heart thumping. Her daughter had never known the truth. Crystal tilted her head, curious. “Daddy?” Amara swallowed. “Your father… he’s far away, baby. But he’s proud of you, I promise.”

Daddy sucks and licks, his tongue circling my nubs as his lips pull them from hiding. “Oh, daddy...” I groan, the warmth in my breasts transferring to that sweet spot in my cunt, the one that stirred when daddy punished my ass. “Yes, baby. Let go. Let all that tension go. Let it melt away.” His words aren't even necessary. It takes only a minute before daddy's mouth turns me into a puddle. “It feels amazing, daddy.”

“Daddy… please…” He replaced his fingers with his cock, thrusting deep inside me in one stroke. “That’s right, babygirl,” he growled, fucking me slow and deep. “Let it all out. Hate me. Love me. Scream for me. Your mother couldn’t stop me… and neither can you.” I came hard, sobbing and moaning at the same time, clutching the diary in one hand while my other hand gripped his back. Daddy followed soon after, filling me with his cum as he held me possessively.

He rasped against my mouth. “Yes Daddy.” THE END

That was just what I needed. "Thank you, Daddy." I said in my little voice. I rolled onto the bed and looked at the guy. He was good looking but not as handsome or well built as Daddy Daniel. God, Daddy D's cock. I miss the feeling of his piercing on my g-spot. I miss him so much. Why did I take that job anyway? I screwed things up and now I don't know how to fix them.