Daddy Literotica Novelas e Histórias

she argued with a furrowed brow. "Then stop assuming that I'm your father! You clearly ruined Louis' proposal. Doesn't that mean you already know he's your father?" Summer blinked and fell silent for a few moments. "Uncle Louis is not my father. He's my Daddy." Kendrick's head was pushed back. His brain failed to process it. "What's the difference?" "Everyone in this world has a father, but not everyone has a Daddy. A father is the reason why we exist in this world, while a Daddy is the reason why we feel safe and happy living in this world."

Lucas asked, slamming home even harder, dragging out a ragged, gaspy moan from his friend's throat. "M-me... I'm tasty... I've got a tasty...fuckable...sweet arse. Once that's addicted... aggh...to getting punished by Daddy's...ngh...merciless cock~" "Who's your Daddy?" "You, Lucas. The owner...of the sweet cock...aagh... Hngh...fucking... urhh~ unghh~ fucking my ass...ngh...like I... oh fuck...aah... aarhh~ aagh...Like I stole your military merits... Oh fuck~ Fuck~ aah... Aaah... Haah~ Auh, my goddess... Fuck, Lucas~! Augh~"

He poked inside her, and his two fingers were covered with clear discharge. He brought his two fluid-coated fingers up in front of her, his eyes full of enjoyment as he looked at the embarrassed Emma, “Look at this, my daughter, so stimulated by daddy that you’re soaking wet. You truly are a naughty daughter. How does it feel? Very stimulating, isn’t it?” Emma was horrified by his form of address. Her face went pale, and she instinctively slapped away his other hand that was trying to touch her, “I am not your daughter... you can’t call me that.”

“Daddy’s gonna eat that wonderful cunt of yours.” My cunt was still full of Mr Donnelly’s cum as daddy got down between my legs and parted them before him. I could feel the white milk trickling out of my wet hole as daddy’s head went down and then I felt a long lick from my ass crack all the way up my slit to my mound. Daddy licked me like that again and again. Then he started parting my pussy lips with his tongue, getting more of my cum mixed juices. I felt great. I wrapped my legs around daddy’s head, lifting my hips, wanting his tongue deeper inside me.

I wanted to press my thighs together and honestly, it took everything in me not to do that. "Call me Daddy" His voice rose and that made my eyes widen in shock. I looked up at him and he had a smirk on. Daddy! That word, it made my pussy drip with so much juices. If not that my parents were here, I would crawl to him and beg him to fuck me. "Looks like Ignatio is liking you already" Mom grinned. If only she knew...the meaning behind that word, how deep that word goes. If only she knew what was going on in my head about the man in front of me.

I rolled my head back, mouth slightly open releasing nothing but breathless gasps, eyes clenched shut, chest rising and falling rapidly. "I want to cum..." "No, not yet." He spanked my ass so hard I knew it would leave red marks. Clint leaned forward, running his tongue along my neck, tainting his sins on me. "Who is your daddy?" "God, yes...You, daddy." "Now, cum for daddy." My orgasm was swift and explosive, it slammed through my body, my eyes wide and my vision going blank for a second. I could have sworn I saw a thousand stars, my body had gone to a whole other cloud nine.

Daddy said and I hug him so tight. "I missed you so much too daddy!" I said and daddy laughed and I giggle. Daddy buckle me up on my car seat and sit on the drivers chair. Daddy drive us home while telling me stories about the Alpha and his adventure. "That is so cool daddy!!" I was amazed I want to do it too! Pfft. But I kinda felt sad when daddy said the Alpha dated a lot of women to find his mate. But why?? I'm confused. "Hey little boy! Why pouting?" Daddy asked. Am I pouting? Why? I just shrugs at daddy and laughs a little.

The cursor blinked at her mockingly. “Just let your imagination run wild,” she told herself. “Conjure up something forbidden, something sizzling, something that will make readers' hearts race.” And her imagination did run wild. But not in the direction she intended. Instead of her fictional characters, it was Adriano who materialized behind her closed eyelids. Adriano's voice in her ear, low and lethal, "It's Daddy for you, babygirl."

I snap, and Anastasia gasped in outrage. “She fixed my head!” “She also trespassed into our territory. That's hardly celestial behavior.” I fired back only for my daughter to stomp her foot hard. “You’re being mean, Daddy” “Yes,” I agreed calmly. “That does tend to happen when people murder your wife.” The moment those words slipped out, Anastasia froze instantly. Damn it. I didn't mean to say that. I did. But not in that way. Hearing my daughter speak about that human like that made something ugly twist in my chest.

he said, the words rolling off his tongue slowly. The word “ Daddy” hit me like a spark to dry tinder, making my whole body flush crimson from my cheeks down to my toes, my pussy throbbing hard and insistent at the raw dominance in his tone, a pulse of need clenching deep inside me that had me biting my lip to keep from moaning right there. Oh shit, why does that sound so fucking hot coming from him? I had read several books like this, with those daddy stuff, and to be honest, I felt hot.