Daddy Kink Smut Novels & Stories

I replied causing his jaw to tighten in rage because maybe I had trampled his pride when I refused his indecent offer to me. I take a deep breath when a few seconds later and the old man is still standing in front of me and by the look of it, it seems that he doesn't have any plans of leaving me the fuck alone. "Aw, I know this tactic, bitch! You're acting like you're not interested in my offer but the truth is you're just trying me if I can raise the set price. Don't worry, money is never a problem. Do you want two million or maybe three million? I can give you that but you need to earn those millions. How about being my little filthy boy for a month?" The old man said and smiles at me whic

Oh god, am I really going to go that far with Daddy? But my submission won't let me stop, my mouth devouring Daddy's cock energetically, letting him know just how much I want him. His hand runs down my back, caressing my body as I suck him off. He grabs a hold of my ass, his fingers digging into me harder the more I push down on him and gag. The more his little girl shows her delight, the more it makes Daddy tear into her flesh. “Fuck, Kitten,” he growls, “suck Daddy's fucking dick.”

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.

“Calling me Daddy while you’re sitting on my cock. While I’m the first man who’s ever been inside this tight little hole.” I whimpered, clinging to him, meeting every thrust. “Feels so good, Daddy–please–” “Christ.” He bit down on my lower lip, then soothed it with his tongue. “You have no idea what that does to me.” His hand slid down and gripped my ass, spreading me wider so he could slam even deeper. There was still a rough edge under the hunger, like part of him couldn’t believe he was letting himself want this.“You want me to be your Daddy? Then take it. Take every fucking inch.”

“Fuck. Look at you. Standing naked in my wife’s bathroom. My student. My pretty redhead boy.” He started undressing slowly, teasing me. First, he pulled his T-shirt over his head, revealing his chest and abs. Then he took off his sweatpants, leaving himself naked. My eyes lingered on his erect cock for a few seconds, my thoughts already drifting, until his voice snapped me back to attention. “You like what you see, baby?” he asked, stepping closer. I nodded frantically. “Ye-yes, Daddy. You’re so fucking hot.” His mouth curled into a smug smile.

This is my gift for becoming one of his son’s whore. I got to work taking off my clothes, Daddy moved closer to me, he did not have his shirt on, I pressed my hands on his abs tracing lines on them. He turned me over, pushed my ass firmly on the part of his pants where his cock was. I breathed in sharply as I felt his cock on my ass. His big hard veiny cock. “On your knees Yara.” Daddy said, his voice was thicker than normal. He fucking wants me yayyy. I obliged. I went on my knees, stretched my hands backwards as I wanted for my hands to be cuffed. Daddy does not like how much of a disturbance my hands can be.

His warm tongue dragged right across my swollen center, completely mixing my slick wetness with my blood. ​A loud, desperate moan tore out of my throat. I clamped both of my hands over my own mouth, terrified my mother would hear me from the other tent. The pleasure was completely overwhelming. He sucked and licked me with absolute ruthlessness, making me thrash against the sleeping bag. ​Then he stopped. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his massive eight inch c**k. ​There was no preparation. There was absolutely no gentle buildup. Vance grabbed my hips and shoved his thick length straight inside me with one brutal, savage thrust.

Shamelessly. “Ah… Daddy! Please…” Ruthless, he clasps my throat, dark eyes daring me to make one more silly noise. Tears roll down my face. I cover my mouth once more and cry in painful pleasure, shifting from bliss to torment. “Fucking cum on daddy’s fingers.” He groans, digging in and out of my cunt with all four, twirling, teasing, fucking. His big fingers fuck my pussy senseless, leaving their fingerprints on every inch of my bruised flabby skin they touch.

I tried turning him away at the door because he was hardly in a state to donate his shit but Mrs Cunningham, the old bat, seemed to think he was a son of hers at the moment and ushered him in. Ryan shook his head sagely and stood up from the hassock to pace the small living room. "The guy was fully pissed, but I remember him muttering something about winning a bet or dare. I think his rich bastard friends like him must have dared him to go donate his sperm for cash, probably while at some booze club." Kiersey tried not to let her heart sink further and further as disgust washed over her. Alcoholism was not in the blood, right? "Do you remember his name? Or address? What he looked like?"

I asked out of breath, the way he would hit my g-spot with every single thrust made me feel more excited. "You have a daddy kink." He said pulling out of me and thrusting again. I chuckle lightly that turns into a moan. "Is that so?" I moan out, fuck I can't even concentrate on this conversation. "Yeah, call me daddy baby." My pussy clenches, "So you like that don't you?" I close my eyes and moan not wanting to do that. "Come on baby." He slams into me and fuck it, he does have me figured out.