Daddy Kink Smut Novels & Stories

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.

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.

He didn't disclose any information about him, but he didn't care now. “Yes,” he answered breathily, still stroking his shaft in front of her. Beads of his pre-cum decorated the head. “Let me pleasure you, senator. It's my job to make you feel good.'' A sexy grin found its way to her red lips. She stopped dancing and sashayed her way toward the couch he was sitting on. She started to unbutton his shirt and dipped her head to lick his nipples. “Fuck, woman! What are you doing to me?” Phoenix thought his whole body was electrified the moment her wet tongue touched his hardened nipples.

“So desperate to cum for Daddy.” “More,” I gasped. “Don’t stop, daddy.” He added a third finger, curling them just right, and I nearly screamed. “God... mmfuckingfuck... Daddy! Oh fuck!” “There it is,” he growled. “That filthy little mouth calling for Daddy. Bet you love cumming for me more than anyone else.” I nodded frantically. “Yes—only you. Only ever you, daddy.” “Cum for me then,” he said darkly, rubbing my clit again. “Let me feel how bad you need me.”

She wiggled her ass in front of me and I gave it a hard slap. “Oooh, slap me harder, daddy!” She cried out. I gave her another two swats on the ass before I entered her from behind. I gripped her hips tightly and fucked harder than I’ve ever fucked before. “Oh, oh, I’m cumming, daddy!” She screamed as she squeezed my cock and juiced all over it. I grunted and stilled in her, pleased with my efforts. Who knew she had a daddy kink? She came back up looking satisfied. “Good job, pet. Now I’m going to chain you back up until next time. I’ll be back with some blood.” She patted me on the head and proceeded to chain me again.

“Daddy- oh fuck- I can’t- it’s too sensitive- I’m gonna-!” “Not yet,” he snapped, voice dark and commanding. “Hold it. Rub those folds again. Edge that greedy cunt for me. Tell Daddy how much you love being his desperate little toy.” “I love it- I love being your desperate toy!” I sobbed, switching back to rubbing my dripping folds, spreading the wetness everywhere. My pussy was visibly pulsing, clit swollen and red, asshole clenching rhythmically. “I’m so close, Daddy… please… I need to cum so bad… I’m shaking… I’m your nasty kitten… please let your kitten cum…”

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 grins before dipping his head to press a kiss to my lips. Feeling a little sassy, I stare up at him playfully, “You aren’t one of those men with a Daddy kink, are you?” I watch as his eyes widen, and then he moves quickly, “Ouch!” He slaps my backside. “Hell no! I’m not into DDlg! Although, you can call me Daddy anytime,” he wiggles his eyebrows at me, “I like, my women to act their age.”

Drunk on daddy’s sweet cock. I feel full. So full with him inside me. Shit! He nestles his chest against my back, raising my legs on the sofa. Then. “Now, kid. Ride on daddy’s rod.” He says over my left ear, kissing my earlobe. I wonder if he has a fetish for that too. I perch my hands backward over his chest and begin the hot, sensual, rousing ride over daddy’s member. “Omigod!” I let out a warbled cry as I clutch his member with my pussy.

I could hear him breathing, feel the heat of his body, smell his masculine scent mixed with the faint trace of my own arousal. Daddy pushed me forward onto my stomach, then pulled my hips up so I was on my knees with my face and bound arms pressed into the mattress. My ass was raised high, pussy and tight little hole completely exposed to him. He spread my knees wider with his hands. “Such a pretty view,” he murmured, running his palms over my ass cheeks. “Daddy is going to use you hard tonight. I am going to fuck you the way I have been fantasizing about for months. No holding back. No gentle daddy. Just pure dominance.”