Daddy Issues Pick Up Lines Novels & Stories

“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.

why daddy? 'That's because you’re so fucking hot,' he said, lifting his head, eyes locked on hers. 'I'm gonna make you feel every bit of how perfect you are.' He sucked her clit hard, two fingers thrusting into her, curling to stroke her g-spot. She bucked, tears spilling over. Daddy! I'm... I'm coming!' she cried, pussy clenching around his fingers, juices soaking his hand. He lapped it all up, murmuring, 'That's it, come for me. Let it all out for daddy.'

Daddy smiled, playfully slapping me again on my mouth: “You enjoyed that, did you, sweetlips?” I looked at him and nodded: “Yes Daddy. Now, can I cum?” “No. I need you to be like this for a while longer. I like you horny, sweetlips.” – He whispered, helping me get off the floor and slapping me on my butt. I stood up, still weak in my knees, with a single desire: to cum. “Sweetlips, let’s get out of here. And, remember: this is our little secret.” – Daddy whispered as we left the men’s fitting room.

“It’s so much sweeter than her mother’s mouth. Daddy needs his sweet little girl’s mouth.” “Oh fuck,” she laughs in raspy surprise. “That’s dirty.” I’m running my hand up and over the sensitive head of my cock as I stroke, my balls lifting and tightening, and I’m just about to come. “I would tell her ‘Daddy’s got a big load of cum for you’… Oh fuck, I’m going to come.” “Wait!” she exclaims. “I’m so close. Please, Daddy. Tell me about the big load you have for me.”

Daddy pinched my nipples and sucked them hard. "That's right, baby. Go for it! Fuck, Daddy! Move faster, baby! I want to fill you with my seed. Mmmm... Uhhh! Uhm!” We kissed, our mouths clashing, tongues swirling. He grabbed my waist and guided me to move faster, up and down on his engorged length.

“Fuck me daddy… own my pussy.” He sped up, slaming in short, brutal thrusts. Perfecr angle hitting that spot every time. His free hand slid between us, to rub my clit, faster. “You like that huh? You like the way daddy's cock fills your pussy?” “Yess… Daddy… make me cum.” The phone rang again, the emergency line. He didn’t slow down. Just reached over picked it up one-handed and pressed it to his ear while he kept fucking me in the same pace.

Daddy: Emily, talk to me, please, what’s wrong? Daddy: Whatever it is, baby girl, let me in, let me help you. Daddy: I love you, baby girl.

“Daddy knows how to make you feel good, sweetheart.” He pushes in deeper and I can’t stop myself moaning. I gasp as he pulls away. He licks his lips as I stare at him, and I wonder what I taste like. But I don’t think I want to know. I drop my knees and let my legs hang over the edge of the table. I’m propped up on my elbows as Daddy Nick unbuckles his belt. “Do you want to make Daddy feel good?” I smile so brightly because it’s real and true. There’s nothing I want more than to make Daddy feel good.

I said, raising one of my eyebrows. "Who says you have to be married to call the other person with honey? Or hubby? " He asked, leaving me speechless. Cat's got my tongue, but the moment a word came to mind, I smiled at him and took a step closer, my breasts brushing against his chest. I looked up at him and said, "Daddy," with seductive eyes. I could feel something hard at that point.

A moan escaped me when mr. Gavin kissed the back my neck. His eyes locked with mine. All l could see is a man with desire. Daddy what is it l asked seductively.Mr Gavin's eyes gleamed again at the mention of that word. I read somewhere that men want to be called daddy. Is it a turn on word?