Daddy Issues Pick Up Lines Novels & Stories

Reagan calls sexily, he leans down to me and hungrily bestows kisses on my neck while I deeply groan in hesitant. Through his shoulders, I saw Hidalgo's cold eyes on me, they were dark and overpowering and I felt these unexplainable feelings in me. For a second, his eyes were on my full rosy lips, and then, he’d averted his gaze to somewhere in the room. “...won't you call me daddy, my pretty plaything?” Mr. Reagan chuckles into my ear, but inwardly he was powerfully demanding. “D-daddy!” I gasped for air, trembling in the torture chair as he was now aggressively touching me.

Julian just arched one perfect brow, like he had all the time in the world to watch me squirm. “Because you’re a dad, and you’re hot, so you’re a daddy. A boss daddy.” The words slipped out with a snort-laugh, but his stare didn’t budge an inch. God. He was dead serious. “Daddy issues?” His voice was calm. The type of calm that could slice you wide open without a drop of blood. I clicked my tongue. “If I call you baby, does that mean you’re the one with issues?” Julian didn’t flinch. “I’m asking, Isla.”

"I want to fuck you every day, Daddy. Anytime, anywhere, regardless of the occasion. Urrghhh~ Aaaurh~ I want to fuck you... Aaa~ Uh~ ..till I drain every last cum...you have stored... Aaargh~ Aaaah~ ...in that sweet fuck tool of yours, Daddy. Mmn! Fuck~ Oh, fuckkk~!!" "Ah~ Aaaah~ Aaaaa~ Fuck, yes, fuck~ Mmm~ Mmmn~ Mmf~ M-mmph~ Mmn~ Uh~ Aurgh~ Yess, yess, fuck, Daddy. Ruin me, ruin my cunt. Punish me with your sweet cock. Yeah, yeah, fuckk~ Oh~ Oh, fuck~!!" "Mmn!~ I love your cock so much. I want it inside me every hour of each day. Oh fuck~ Daddy, pound me faster, engrave your name in my honeyed depths with your big, fat dick of unrighteous fucking... Oh fuck~"

Dotty chastised her. “Oh, he probably can’t hear us. He’s probably listening to music,” Mrs. McClintock replied crossly. “I just can’t take it Dotty. First, it was swallowing his cum, then it turned to slide his cock between my tits. Eventually, he had me massaging his dick with my feet. What the fuck!Now he wants to stick it up to my ass – what happened to good old straightforward sex?” “Maybe he’s having a midlife crisis, Prue,” Dotty answered in a low voice. “And besides, Prue, I think it’s a good time to spice up your sex life. You wouldn’t want him looking at other women.”

Jane- Nick would definitely cut your dick off if you ever do take me to an orgy club in Europe . Hunter- He doesn’t need to know. It could be our dirty little secret. Hunter- So, about the night we fucked, was it good for you? Did you like having my dick destroy your pussy? Tell me, what was your best part about that night? Jane- Um, that’s three questions. Hunter- Humor me. Hunter- If you do, I promise to stop referring to your boyfriend as fucktard. Jane- Hmm. Promise not to get mad?

Was he talking about me fucking his friend or getting a full scholarship to go to college? “And then you sucked me off with that sweet mouth,” daddy continued. “It was wonderful.” I smiled at him and moved to sit up so that I could eat my breakfast. The sheet that had been covering me fell down and revealed my tits. I moved to cover them again, but daddy stopped me. “No, baby, don’t cover your tits. They’re wonderful to look at.” “Why yesterday, daddy?” I had to know.

I looked at Madison, and she nodded. “Hurry up, though, we have dinner reservations,” I advised and walked down to the elevators. I stood there far enough not to hear, but close enough that if Madison needed me, I would be able to come to her rescue. That fucker better not try anything, I thought to myself as I balled up my hands into fists. Madison’s POV “Is there something you need, Daddy?” I asked my father, hoping he would say no. “This guy,” Daddy said with a smirk. “Don’t fuck it up. He’s going to be rich. Dig your claws into him and suck his dick as much as you can to get him to marry you.”

I want to pout and complain but I won’t. “Wait, Daddy? What is with that Daddy all of a sudden?” He is smiling, his lips pressing against my neck teasingly. “Well, Kitten, as much as being called Sir makes my hand twitch, Daddy makes me hard.” Smiling at him, I can’t stop myself. I am going to get in trouble today. “Is that right, Sir? Do you like to be called Daddy more? Well, I guess if you like being called Daddy, I will be the perfect Kitten for you, Sir, and call you Daddy”

Adam turned to Isabella, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he posed a daring question, "Do you enjoy the taste of my cum?" Isabella, her voice filled with excitement, replied enthusiastically, "I love it, Adam. I never knew you could taste this good." As Adam observed her, he couldn't help but notice her hand discreetly slipping beneath her pussy. “Not Adam… Call me. Daddy.” Adam replied. “Daddy?” Isabella asked. “Yes. I am your daddy and you are my little slut for today. Do you get it?” Adam asked and Isabella nodded. “Yes, Daddy.” Isabella moaned out loud.

"Hey, I have to ask you something. I need some advice." He gives me his full attention. "Well, we got lots of time. Shoot." "As you know, I've been kind of seeing someone" "Yeah, isn't he like fifty? Who knew you had daddy issues?" he teases. I punch his shoulder gently. "He's not that old! He's a cool forty." "That's still pretty old." "Anyway, so he asked me something out of the blue the other night." "If you're okay with him taking Viagra?" he sniggers. "Actually that's disgusting, I do not want to think about you and him like that."