Daddy Kink Romance Books Novels & Stories

“Daddy! For God’s sake, call me Daddy. You know that shit turns me on.” “I…” “Say it. I’d like to hear you say it.” “I won’t.” “Stubborn much?” He huffed and wrapped his right hand around my neck. “I know you want my cock. You want me to fuck you. Your cunt is drenched and ready. Am I right?” “No, you’re not.” I lied.

Amelia seat Kinky on the kitchen stool and serve her a glass milk. "Is mr handsome my daddy?" Kinky asked as Amelia she place a table of water. "Why are you asking me that right now"Amalia looked at her suspiciously. "Mr handsome said he's my daddy"Kinky repiled, Noah was about entering the kitchen stop to p**e on their conversation. "Yes,he's your daddy baby" Amelia said facing the cooker knowing fully well that kinky is not going to stop there and she's ready to give her all answer too.

There was something dangerous in the way he said it, something that made every nerve in my body snap to life. "Daddy," I whispered. A smile—or rather a smirk—curved up his lips. "Good girl." His hands worked their way up and pulled my jeans to my knees. I bit my bottom lip, feeling my core throb more just from the graze of his finger on my exposed thigh. "You're so wet for me already. Is this how much you want me?" I couldn't get any response out of my mouth because of how hot my body was—how aroused I felt. A voice in my head kept reminding me who Damian was. He was my father's best friend. But truth be told, I couldn't care less at that moment.

“These tits are perfect. So young and full. Been staring at them in the mirror the whole ride. You like when Daddy sucks on them, Juniper?” The word “Daddy” made my pussy clench hard. “Yes… Daddy. I like it so much. Do not stop sucking them.” I held his head to my chest, fingers in his silver-streaked hair as he feasted on my breasts. He licked, sucked, and nibbled until both nipples were swollen and aching.

I wrapped my fingers around his thick, hard dick and started stroking him slowly under the water. “Fuck…” he groaned, his grip on my tit tightening. “You’re such a naughty little slut, Riley. Playing with Daddy’s dick while the others are inside the house.” I kept stroking him, feeling his cock throb and pulse in my hand, while he pinched and rolled my nipple. The water made everything slick and dirty. My other hand joined in, cupping his balls as I pumped his dick faster under the surface. His breathing got heavier. “That’s it… jerk Daddy’s dick just like that. You’ve been dying to touch it, haven’t you?”

She was more than willing to get fucked by her daddy, the only who ever really made her weak in the knees. Frank positioned her on her hands and knees, her face inches from her mom's sleeping form. Gripping her hips, he rammed into her from behind, his cock splitting her open with repeated, taunting withdrawals. He fed her pussy more and more dick until he bottomed out inside her, enjoying the slow burn of sinking into her gradually. Penny cried out, the stretch burning deliciously. "Daddy's dick is the biggest I have ever had. No one else has ever filled me up so completely," she cooed, in a lust induced haze, making her forget her daddy didn't know what a whore she really was.

“If you can only see yourself, Kat. You look like such a helpless slut! I read somewhere that small boobs are especially sensitive. Is this why you are especially horny? You little girl? Now… baby slut Kat… beg for Daddy’s dick… Beg Daddy to have his way with you. Beg to be daddy’s sex slut and say Thank you Daddy, for making me feel so good!” “Daddy… please let Katherine taste your big cock even though Katherine does not deserve to. Thank you Daddy for torturing my tits! They deserve to be tortured, and I just love those clips on them! It’s excruciating!!... Thank you Daddy! I cannot wait to suck your cock! “Good girl. Good slutty girl!” Daddy sits on me and lets his dick slide into my mout

If you are sensitive to any of the above, especially explicit BDSM, power-exchange dynamics, or dark romantic/sexual themes, please proceed with caution or skip this book. This is not a light or fluffy romance. It is dark, smut-heavy, and unapologetically kinky. ~ ◆◆◆ INTRO ◆◆◆ ~ Kris stood with her back to the counter, skirt already rucked up around her hips, wrists crossed behind her and bound with my silk tie. No contract yet — just the test. Her breathing was shallow, nipples stabbing through her thin blouse like they were begging for teeth. I stepped between her thighs, forcing them wider with my knee.

Breath ragged against his palm. He slowed. Edged me. Pulled out right when I was about to tip over. I sobbed—quiet, frustrated—hips pushing back chasing him. He pushed back in. Fucked me hard. Fast. “Beg,” he growled. “Please,” I gasped against his hand. “Please, Daddy, don’t stop.” He groaned. Thrust deeper. Fingers rubbing my clit fast. I came again. Hard. Body convulsing. Pussy spasming around him. Wetness soaking the sheets.

Tina straddled the arm of the couch on my other side, her hand already between my legs, two fingers sliding through my dripping folds. “Oh my god… she’s dripping down cock already. So fucking wet for you, Sir.” Dad’s hand gripped my ass, spreading me open. His cockhead nudged my entrance, hot and slick. “Look at you… so fucking ready to take daddy’s cock like you were made for it.” He pushed in slow—inch by thick inch—stretching me open until I was full, burning and perfect. I cried out, nails digging into his shoulders. “Fuck—Daddy—too big…”