Novel & Cerita Daddy Manga

My heart pounded in my chest as I watched Noriko nursing with passion. Daddy groaned. His fingers slid through my friend's glossy-black hair He gripped a fistful of her tresses. He held her tight as she bobbed her head. She worked her mouth up and down his cock, nursing with all her might. More drool ran down her chin as Daddy pulled off his shirt. He was... muscular. Strong. Powerful. I shuddered as Mom groaned. She licked my earlobe again, sending a shiver through me that ended at my little cunny. Why would Mommy do that?

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.

Daddy’s gonna fuck you proper—turn you every way until you’re screaming my name in every position. He untied her wrists with quick, rough tugs, the silk whispering free, but before she could rub the red marks, he rolled her onto her side, his massive frame curling behind her. Spooning her close, his chest pressed to her back, one arm sliding under her head like a pillow, the other hooking her top leg up, opening her wide. Madison’s belly rested safe between them, no pressure, just the heat of his body enveloping her. 'That’s it—side by side, my little pregnant whore. Feel daddy’s cock sliding back in slow.'

“Thanks, Daddy. It took a while to do by the way.” “I’m sure,” Daddy says, pulling back. Then his voice hardens. “I’m not finished with you, little girl.” He takes me by the hand to the living room and sits on the sofa. I stand before him holding one arm. Daddy unbuttons his white shirt very slowly, giving me a view of his fissured chest and rock hard abs. He doesn’t take his shirt off. He rolls up his sleeves, his penis still hard. Daddy didn’t cum in my rear, and it makes me wonder how long he can keep going.

Sariel's Point of View "Daddy!" I moaned softly, feeling his fingers trail across the bare skin of my back. He had quick access to it, thanks to my backless shirt. He groaned in response, his voice sounding husky. "I'm your daddy?" he whispered, feeling a mixture of discomfort and excitement as he continued his slow exploration. “Yeah, I'd definitely save your name in my contacts as Daddy Maddy,” I teased, earning a low growl from him. I could feel his breath hitch, almost as if he were losing his composure.

Something deep and dark and forbidden. It felt right to call Jay Daddy. I don’t know where this is coming from. It's not like I have deep-seated daddy issues, but Jay is my daddy. The man who takes care of me. The man I want to run to when there's a storm. The man who gets me so hot and bothered I’m tossing and turning and aching all night. And he liked me calling him daddy as much as I did. There was this animalistic look in his eye—like he couldn't control himself.

“I want this so bad... you know how much I've always wanted to have babies of my own! I want to have your babies, Daddy! I want you to give it to me... I want you to shoot your cum in me, and make me yours! I want you to claim me! I want you to claim me with your cum! I want to be yours! Yours forever! I want you to breed me, Daddy! Please, please, pleeease!” “Oh, Gud... you naughty girl...” Daddy was growling, deep in his throat. And then it happened! Daddy was thrusting the hardest he'd done yet, pounding me down into the bed! “You want my cum in your pussy.... right? Then fucking take it, Baby!” Daddy was grunting. “Take Daddy's cum! Take it all!”

“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.”

"I'm your stepmommy." Zanéh scrunched up her face further like the last word was a pungent smell in her nose. She eyed the lady up and down and settled back on her face. "You're white." Murda slowly rose back to her feet, dusting at her knees. It was obvious she didn't know what reply to give to that. Kiersey saw this as her cue to step in. "I take it you didn't know before? " Zanéh shrugged nonchalantly, popping at her gum. "I don't know, I just assumed Daddy . . . where's my daddy?" She glanced about with question, before settling back on Murda's face with an expression that could be likened to accusal.

Daddy can't blame me for screaming, I wasn't supposed to scream anymore, but the guy scared me, daddy was quick to hide me behind him, and both of my hands went into his shirt, hiding my face into his shirt. "Trent, what are you doing here?" daddy growls at the guy. "I'm here to visit, can't you see?" the guy answers with a dark smile, I peeked behind daddy's back and saw his eyes were silver just like daddy, he's another demon lord! "You're not welcome, why didn't you say you're coming?" daddy asks him. "We're brothers, no need to call in first," he says, but I don't agree. "What do you want?" daddy growls at him.