Daddy It Hurts Novels & Stories

Dante leaned over her and kissed her tenderly before pushing his whole dick into her and thrusting with as much vigor as he could without coming. “Oh fuck!!!!!” their moan colluded and he watched the tears rolling from her eyes. But he had to, he had to tear her out else she wouldn't feel less of this pain next time, next time could be tomorrow or next, he was getting addicted when he had not even started. “Oh Daddy… it' hurts again.” she felt so vulnerable complaining to him how bad she felt. “Daddy is going to ease your sore pussy okay?” She nodded her head and they stayed that way for a while.

LAINE DADDY IS INSIDE ME, and it hurts. It hurt enough to take my breath when he pushed in, but I love it, I love the way it feels. Daddy’s big cock makes me feel so tender, but I want it. I want all of him. “More, Daddy…” I whisper. “Please… please, more…”

but he was just so, so big! “Are you okay, sweetie?” Daddy asked, the concern clear in his voice. “We don't have to do this right now, if it hurts too much... You're such a tiny thing! There are other things we can do instead, if you aren't quite ready for this yet.”

“Oh, God. Daddy, it hurts.” “I know, angel. It won’t hurt for long.” he said, burying it all the way in me only to pull it back out and slam it in again. I stared down between my legs, watching his veiny daddy dick disappear in my cunt over and over. “It’s so fucking tight. Play with your clit for daddy, I want you to cum on my cock.”

“What? I can’t hear you.” I was crying now, my nails digging into Joshua’s thighs. “Daddy. Your name is Daddy.” I said in between slaps. SMACK! This time his hand landed on the back of my upper thigh, causing a much sharper pain. “I can’t hear you.” SMACK! “Daddy. Please. I’m sorry. Daddy, please stop. It hurts!” SMACK!

“You’re so fucking tight. That’s it… take Daddy’s cock. Let me stretch this virgin cunt open.” I whimpered loudly as another thick inch slid inside me. The fullness was overwhelming. I felt so stuffed already and he wasn’t even halfway in yet. “Daddy… fuck… you’re splitting me open,” I cried, my voice trembling. I rocked my hips slowly, taking more of him, my juices dripping down his shaft. “It hurts… but it feels so good… please don’t stop.” Daddy’s hands moved up to my tits, squeezing them roughly as I continued sinking down.

Dylan stopped crying as he is hissing in pain. Luke faced his direction as he craned his neck to look at him. He doesn't say a word, but his touch says it all. Dylan's amber-colored eyes are weary again, "why did you do that? My butt hurts a lot…" Luke grabbed him to hug back. The pretty boy can feel his heart racing… "Did you hear it?" his daddy asked with a soft tone; Dylan nodded. "Daddy just got jealous … I'm sorry, baby," what an apologetic way he can do it for the poor ass of his sugar babe—Dylan sobs on his chest—pushing his pointed nose on his body.

"I don't know. He just keeps saying it hurts and pointing at his chest. I can't find anything wrong with him though." "Liam, tell Daddy what's wrong," his father coaxed, cradling his face in his hands gently. "Hurts here, Daddy," Liam sniffed, his hand over his heart. "Always hurts here, but not this bad. Help her, Daddy. You have to help her." Mommy and Daddy shared puzzled looks as he tried to tell them what was wrong, his crying becoming stronger as the cutting feeling grew worse and worse. "Help who, Liam?" Mommy asked gently. "Who does Daddy need to help?"

“Daddy, what’s that?” “That’s me takin’ care of you,” he said in a voice all dark promise as he slid deeper while my walls hugged him tight. “This tight fuckin’ hole’s been beggin’ for attention, hasn’t it? Daddy’s gonna make it all better.” He curled his finger to hit something inside that made my eyes roll back while a loud moan ripped out of me. “There we go. Feel that, baby? That’s where the ache lives.”

"Bounce on daddy's dick like you were made for it." Katherine broke the kiss with a cry, shifting slightly to let her nipples drag across the coarse hair on his chest, the friction sending sparks through her. Vincent noticed immediately, his fingers finding one nipple and pinching it viciously, twisting until she arched her back with a sharp gasp, her hands flying to his hair, tugging in desperate pleasure. "Ahh! Daddy, that hurts!"