Daddy It Hurts Novels & Stories

“You are so huge, daddy.” “Isn’t that what you need?” He smirked and spanked me hard again. I let out a low cry. “You never want me to stop anytime I have it inside of you. You enjoy it, don’t you?” He asked, and when I was slow to respond him, he spanked me harshly one more time. “Yes! Yes! Daddy.” My body shook. “Good girl.” He said with a smile and a soft tap of my cheeks. “You are daddy’s girl.”

It was a different kind of love than I expected, but it was love nonetheless. He brought the head of his cock to the lips of my pussy, and teased them slightly. He slowly but surely began to push in. I was so aroused, and so much in need of stimulation at that point that I could tell I was gushing for him, aching for him, needing him, and ready for him. I was so ready for him that there was barely any pain as Ty slid into me, even though I’d always heard it hurt. But I guess I was just so wet, and all those years of anxiety were gone just like that... all because of Daddy's magic.

she moaned like a dumb whore who’d forgotten she still had hands. She could pull the panties out. Tell him she’d changed her mind. She was already in so much pain. But that other voice was louder now. Daddy was hot as sin. Hung like a horse. A damn good fuck. “Be good for daddy, kitten,” he said, taking her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and twisting them viciously. The searing pain between her thighs. The sharp jolt from her tortured nipples. Stars burst behind her eyes. “Hmmph! Hmmm! Hmmm!”

The distraction gave Fern access to claw at my stomach, causing a big gnashing wound to open. I gritted my teeth hard as my legs weakened. I tried defending again, but he kicked me in the wound. Till I was on the floor, “Fucking die!” He shouted as he kept kicking furiously. I tried standing, but my limbs failed me, the pain in my stomach was harsh and unforgiving, my ears rang with each kick, and my nose bled with hotness. It felt as though my ribs would shatter into two. “This is all because of that bitch.” Another kick. My vision blurred.

“You should be scared but that doesn't mean you’re leaving me. Ever.” He dropped to his knees right there in the alley, shoved the shirt up, and buried his face between my legs. His hot tongue licked me roughly, sucking on my clit while his fingers pumped faster. I cried out, grabbing his hair, my hips grinding against his mouth even as tears ran down my face. “Daddy… please…it hurts.” He spanked my bare meat. “But you like it, don't you?” “I'm….”

At this moment, there was nothing but us and the pleasure we both sought. "Harder," I moaned against his lips. "Please, Daddy, fuck me harder." I was near, so damn near to my release. Obliging, he slammed into me so hard that I lost my breath. “You. Are. My. Girl. Daddy’s girl. Now. Come. For. Daddy.” His cock hit the end of me repeatedly with each word, but the pain of it only made me burn hotter. There was nothing sweet about this, just sinful and downright filthy sex.

“Every time I touched myself—I thought about your cock. About you pulling it out of her covered in cum and making me suck it clean. About you fucking me instead—” He groaned against my tit, the sound vibrating through me. His fingers slammed deeper. I fucked myself on them harder, hips rolling in desperate circles. “Uncle, I’ve wanted this for so long.” “It’s Daddy to you, princess,” he corrected darkly, lifting his head just enough to look at me. “While I’m touching you, while I’m inside you. Say nothing but Daddy.” “Daddy,” I murmured under my breath, testing the word in my mouth, rolled it around my tongue and found it sent a lick of fire through my gut.

I was so over her. “It was...” he trailed off, scrunching up his little, adorable face as he tried to think of the right word to describe how his day went. “Good, I guess.” “What's the matter? You don't sound so sure.” “I don't want to talk about it, Daddy,” he exhaled calmly. My brows knitted together in a tight frown. “What do you mean? Did anyone hurt you?” He hesitated, then blurted out. “It's Tommy, Daddy.”

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.'

He rubbed his palm over the spot he had just spanked, soothing the sting with gentle, circular strokes. "Da…" Anny's attempt to speak was cut short by another spank, harder than the first, landing on the exact same spot. The impact jolted through her, a sharp spike of pain that melted into liquid pleasure before it reached her core. "Daddy!" Her voice cracked, sounding almost broken.