Daddy Literotica Novelas e Histórias

"Thanks, Jim. Set us up again and give us a couple more of those cherries. Jennifer wants to give them a special treatment. Don't you Jennifer?" "Yes, master." "From now on, you will call me 'Daddy', slave. Is that clear?" "Yes, Daddy." "Are you getting wet thinking about how nice it will feel to have my thick cock sunk deep within your virginal pussy?" "Yes, Daddy." "Would you like for me to give you to Jim after I finish fucking you?" "Yes, Daddy." "Jennifer, let those men watch you take those cherries from your pussy and give them to Jim.

"Make sure you’re back by midnight. Lock the doors behind you." "Don't wait up," I shot back, turning on my heel and walking out the door. Julian turned out to be charming, but in a slick, overly rehearsed way that made my skin crawl after the first hour. We were at a dim, high-end cocktail lounge downtown. I kept trying to focus on his conversation, but every time I looked at his perfectly manicured hands or listened to his polite, upper-class laugh, all I could think about was Vincent’s rough, commanding baritone and the heavy weight of his body pinning me to the wall.

Blurb. Daddy’s Dirty Secrets is a collection of stories where temptation never knocks—it walks straight in. Every tale explores the thrill of forbidden attraction, dangerous choices, hidden affairs, and desires too powerful to ignore. Here, love isn’t always innocent, heroes aren’t always good, and the lines between right and wrong blur with every stolen moment. Whether it’s a ruthless billionaire guarding more than his fortune, a mafia king with a dangerous obsession, an alpha who refuses to let go, or strangers whose lives collide at exactly the wrong time, every story offers a new escape into a world where passion and consequences go hand in hand. No two stories are alike, but th

“This is bullshit, Dad. I started this with her. You are stealing my fun.” Elias lit a thick red candle. “I am not stealing. As her stepfather and professor, I hold authority over both of you. You will learn to share under my rules, son.” He tilted the candle over Lila’s breasts. Hot wax dripped onto her sensitive skin. She gasped at the burn, then moaned as it cooled into tight pleasure. “Talk, Lila,” Elias commanded. “Explain the passage on total power exchange.”

I gasped as he leaned down and took my nipple between his lips; he sucked and nibbled on it before switching his attention to the other one. “Please,” I begged him, the ache in my heat intensifying. I’d learned so much from my erotica books, and I was happy I got to learn so many new things; some I shared with Enzo and he taught me, while some I just couldn’t bring myself to say. In one of the books, I learned that if you called your man "daddy," it drove him crazy. “Please, daddy... it aches,” I cried out, thrusting my hips for friction.

DAISY I felt Daddy Luxuria's cock throb madly inside of me. "You want to take us both at the same time?" Grayson daddy asked, disbelief and horniness mixed up on his face. "Yes... Yes, daddy. I want to have your cock and daddy's cock inside of me at the same time"

"Daddy!" "Good girl," Daddy praised, his voice coming in short pants. "Good fucking girl. Now, pick up a toy," he said. With shaky hands, I reached for the vibrator and lubed it up, not that I needed to; I was already soaking wet. I turned it on, moaning lowly when its soft vibration could be felt on my hand. Looking back at Daddy, I see him stroking his hard cock, his hooded eyes on every inch of my body. Feeling his intense gaze on me, I lowered the vibrating dildo to press against my aching clit. My body buzzed with a blinding sensation.

This book is intentionally divided into two parts. Part One — The Daddy Diaries contains 67 chapters focused on consensual power exchange between adults, including traditional Daddy kink (DDLG) as well as reverse or gender-flipped dynamics (MMLG), where roles are chosen freely. Part Two marks the beginning of All Yours as a broader erotica collection. These stories explore different fantasies, taboos, and power dynamics, all centered on desire, control, consent, and obsession. If Daddy kink or role-reversal dynamics are your preference, Part One offers a complete experience.

“Not unless I catch you.” Then his mouth claimed mine again, hotter this time, more demanding, and my hands curled into the sheets as his palm slid down, and in between my legs, teasing me. I gasped into his kiss when his fingers gripped the lace at my hip, tugging it down just enough for his knuckles to touch my bare skin. And then his teeth grazed my throat, his hand sliding lower, and finding my clit which was now throbbing. “Now spread your legs, princess. Daddy’s not asking twice.”

I shuddered, biting my thumb to calm down as I wound my way through the dark corridor that had a lot of twists and turns. He could kill someone here and no one would know, but that wasn't daddy's thing except when necessary. Finally reaching the basement, I pushed open the door to meet Dylan Xavier seated on a chair, legs crossed, and reading a goddamned book. My father reading a book? Daddy's reading. Normally, he would be training, sweating himself out, but here he was, his eyes fixed on a book — Consciousness Explained. I scoffed, rolling my tongue inside my mouth. “The father I knew didn't read books,” I said wondering when daddy became this boring or Annie might have rubbed off on him.