Daddy Literotica Novelas e Histórias

He was always making my eyes white and dripping my saliva because Daddy Damon was delicious as he fucked my entrance. It wasn't long before Daddy was done getting dressed. I waited downstairs because maybe if I was waiting for him upstairs, my pussy might be ruined and wet again. Daddy has come down. He was really handsome to look at. Dapper. He is a blessing to me in the sky. Not to be flirty but look at Daddy Damon's appearance. Handsome, beefy. And the other thing I adore to him is the beautiful fit on his beard, tanned skin, many tattoos that made him exceedingly attractive. Let's not forget the giant snake hiding in his boxer. It spews out white venom that I also swallow occasionally. "

Daddy stirred behind me, his large hand sliding possessively over my breast before moving down between my legs. “Morning, babygirl,” he murmured, voice rough with sleep. “How does my little toy feel today?” “Sore… but happy, Daddy,” I whispered, pressing back against him. He chuckled softly and pushed two fingers inside my pussy, slowly pumping them. “Still full of Daddy’s cum. Good. I like knowing you’re carrying me inside you all day.” He removed his fingers and brought them to my lips. I obediently sucked them clean, tasting both of us.

My parents were constantly called to the principal’s office since their son could not stay still. “I wouldn’t say skip, I loved to hang out with the cool kids,” then I give him a wink, which he responds with a chuckle. With a hand on the wall, I take in the multiple awards hanging off the walls. Jacobi Mason has even more awards than Leslie. I wonder why his name is on the list, why any of their names have come up three times in my search. My eyes dart along the walls. "He’s a legend.” Danny says, almost reverently, drawing my attention to him. He has big doe eyes as he looks at his trainer’s achievements like they were museum artifacts. Must be nice having a trainer you’re proud of.

I drove my cock deeper into the tightest ass I have ever been into. His eyes rolled back in his head. “It …feels..good.” “You are…so good, my pretty boy,” Even as I thrusted slowly. I couldn’t be more turned on seeing the way I fucked my son’s friend…this felt hotter. “Oh…here daddy,” Damian moaned. I begin to move into him faster, pumping my cock faster into his ass. “Yes..yes…don’t stop,” he moaned. Those words were like an energy booster as I pumped into his ass deep into his ass where his prostrate was.

“So tight and wet gripping me like you never want to let go. You were made for this cock weren’t you?” “Yes daddy—fuck—yes—” He thrust up to meet me every time I came down driving even deeper. The bed creaked under us my moans getting louder and louder. His hands slid down to my ass squeezed hard helping me bounce faster. Fingers dug into my flesh spanking me once sharp and stinging. “Faster baby,” he said. “Ride daddy like the little slut you are. Make that pussy cream all over me.” I bounced harder hips rolling grinding my clit against his pubic bone every time I bottomed out.

“This is how I feel every time you look at me like that, baby girl.” The fear of taking his dick into my mouth was written all over my eyes, and it sent pleasure down his body. But then, just looking at him had my pussy soaked through my pants. His hands moved to the back of my head, guiding me closer. I’d read about this in books, but I had no idea how to actually start, and he could see the hesitation in my eyes. “So sweet for daddy,” he pouted, gripping his own member. “Hold onto it like this and start to stroke. Then you take it all in.”

"Are you my daddy?" ***

Daddy was close and she was going to be a good girl and help him finish. "Keep going! Keep fucking your little girl!" Victoria begged, in her dirtiest, subbiest, 'Daddy's girl' voice she could do. "I want it! I want you to cum in me! Like you always do!" "Please! Please, Daddy? Will you cum inside me!" "Will you shoot a giant load right into your daughter? Please!" Her Father let out a very loud groan as the older man ejaculated into his Daughter. Lucas watched as the man held Victoria in place as he came, violently and audibly. Victoria collapsed on the table.

"He’s different, Lona. He’s independent, runs his own company, and... oh, you’ll see tomorrow. He’s the most masculine man I’ve ever met. I really hope you two get along." Lona’s smile turned crooked, a look that meant everything but getting along. "Don't worry, Mom. I’ll be very good to my new Daddy. I’ll make sure he feels... right at home." "That’s my girl," her mother said, completely oblivious. Lona headed upstairs, her steps light and airy. In her head, she was already picking out her outfit for tomorrow. Something modest enough for Mom, but lethal to any red-blooded man. She couldn't wait to see New Daddy’s life crumble after she laid the trap.

one regular typed. But I only had eyes for him. DaddyD. The username that had been tipping me stupid money for the last three months. Tonight he’d already dropped two grand, and the private show had barely started. My fingers trembled as I typed back, voice soft and breathy for the camera. “You like what you see, Daddy?” His reply popped up instantly, bold and commanding like always: DaddyD: I want you to ride that pillow like it’s my cock. Slow. Show me how desperate you’d get for me.