Daddy Got Me Pregnant Novels & Stories

“Yes!” He said he’d give me a baby, and the thought makes me shiver happy shivers. I want Daddy to come inside me and make me pregnant. I didn’t even know I wanted it, not for a second, but now he’s said it. I'm so excited I want to explode. “It’s coming, sweetheart. Daddy’s cum is coming…” Yes. I feel so proud.

I don't even know what I want to do with my life yet and now I have a baby to think about too. Oh, my dad is so going to kill me. I have never disappointed him before. Of his three daughters, I have been the most gentle and obedient one and I have never defiled him before until now. This all started when I happened to overhear the conversation between himself and my mum, they wanted to marry off. I have always known that my father will be the one to choose who I will marry but I wasn't expecting it to be this early and especially not to his old friend that always makes my skin crawl. I left the house that night without informing anyone and somehow ended up in a bar sitting beside this ridicu

“Yes, daddy. Please give me your cum.” “You know that you’re going to get pregnant if we do this, right?” I asked. “Yes, daddy. I don’t care. I’ll do anything you tell me.” “That’s my good girl.” I said, rubbing my hard cock against her wetness until it slipped inside. “Fuck.”

Cassie heard her agonizing groaning over the air. ‘Aahhh! Damn, you!’ ‘You said I was the only one, but you’re meeting someone else!’ ‘There’s blood...’ ‘Oh, my child!’ ‘Could you explain what you mean?’ ‘I am pregnant, dumbass! Aaah!’ ‘You’ve got a baby?’ ‘Yes, and you’re the father, you idiot!’ ‘How do I become a father?’ ‘You are insane! You already know you’re my first.’ ‘Impossible, I’m careful! I used a condom, and you know that!’

This letter might shock you, but I think it's very important to be honest. We didn't have any time to settle in to be content. We were both pretty ecstatic and we fucked everywhere, just like new lovers do. But your father's magic dick worked almost on the first try. Although I was blissfully unaware, by the time we got back from the lake I was already pregnant with you and your brother.

“Daddy! Oooooohhhhhhh! Oh fuck!” His cock nestles inside me, Daddy shifting his feet so he can support my legs better. Just the subtle movements of his dick inside me are enough to make me squirm. I want to roll over, to escape, but I'm left on my back, weighed down by pregnancy, in a position of complete submission. And when Daddy pulls out and slams into me, I yelp. Heat rushes me and energy crackles, sizzling my flesh as I feel a spike in my temperature almost immediately.

Had Zane been single, I would have banged him already, but he is my sister's ex-husband, and they are dating each other again. The worst thing about the situation? The baby in my stomach belongs to Zane. The Italian football stud is the baby daddy. It's the result of a night spent drinking way too much tequila. We talked. Bonded. Had sex... Does Zane even remember that night? Suddenly, Zane's deep voice crawls down my spine, leaving goosebumps in its wake. "Are you going to tell your sister that you're pregnant?" I swallow and look up at Zane.

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.

Dada cut in smoothly, his gaze locking with Papa’s, “we are also a powerful family.” The tension between them shifted immediately. Papa turned to him, clearly not impressed. “God, Jay, you are not helping the situation,” he said, frustration slipping into his voice now. Dada leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his knees, his expression finally sharpening. “Helping the situation is understanding what is actually going on,” he replied. “And more importantly… how on earth our daughter got pregnant without sex.” That landed. Because that? That was the real problem.

Felicia commanded, her voice leaving no room for argument. Maya hesitated. “Don't make me slap you again." Felicia threatened. That did it. Sniffing, Maya picked two boxes and disappeared into the bathroom. Ten minutes later, she returned to the room with wide eyes and a hard stomach. Maya was pregnant. She had no idea how that happened, but she knew her mother was going to kill her. For a few moments, Maya forgot that she had never really had a say in what went on in her life. Felicia's stay in the hospital had given a semblance of freedom.