Daddy Please Novels & Stories

His face was like stone, his sharp eyes focused on the village roads as they started to get busy. "Why are you so quiet? Still mad about last night?" Lona whispered. She felt bold. Her hand began to crawl higher, inching toward his groin. She could feel his thigh muscle, hard as a rock beneath her palm. "Didn't you say you were good at disciplining things that were out of place? I’m feeling a little... messy, Daddy. I think I need you to fix me." Lona let out a soft giggle, feeling like she had the upper hand. She was sure Revan was about to snap, just like all the stepfathers before him. She kept stroking his leg, occasionally giving him a little pinch.

He drove us home. He dropped me onto the bed. A wide grin appeared across his lips. He quickly undressed himself, I watched as his dick fell out of his underwear. That big guy was making me smile in my head. " You did a great job by making sure we weren't caught." He breathed, Crawling into the bed, he leaned forward landing his soft lips against mine. I felt a tiny shock wave rushed down my spine, a wave of adrenaline surged through me. "Appreciate me, daddy." I moaned, breaking the kiss.

He hands a glass of water and lays the other on the table in the middle of the living room. He opens the door and his eyes widens. "DAD!" He exclaims quite coolly. Inwardly, he's honestly very happy to be seeing his Dad once again but he doesn't know what to make of it either. "Ford." Wade says at the door, standing there, not knowing what to do. Whether to hug him, or shake his hand or pat his back. They've gone so long away from one another that he does not know what to do to make himself feel welcome or make his son feel his warmth once again.

"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.

Please. Please. Don’t stop. Thwack. The bite of his palm on my pussy sent vibrations through my core. Wetness gushed from my pussy and dripped down my thigh. “Please, Daddy. Please let me come,” I hiccuped. “Sh, sh, sh,” Dane soothed.

Immediately he walked up to the sight of the bed and held her hand, Sophie's eyes widened in pure joy as she said in a low, sweet voice, "Daddy." Aidan glanced at Gina, who had surprise written all over her face upon hearing Sophie address him as Daddy. Aidan shook his head softly and said, "My dearest one, why say that?" He jokingly added in a whisper, "I'm still considering your request to be your father, you know.” She chuckled and spoke like the wisest child on the planet, "It's only my daddy I think could do what you did for me." He laughed softly, becoming teary. Then he said, "Actually, I've considered your request. So I'm your daddy now. That's why I'm here."

Would he try to claim she failed as a parent, and he had to do this to maintain the proper care of Geoff? “I could have picked it up on the way home or had a friend do it.” “Ivy, it’s the least I can do. I am his father, not some alien visiting earth.” Geoff laughed at his words. “That would be cool. I can see a funny movie or a cartoon. ‘My Dad’s an Alien.’ Or ‘My Adventures with My Alien Dad.’” Geoff hobbled out into the apartment and plunked himself down on the sofa. “Mom, I can’t reach the remote and I’m thirsty.”

"I'm sorry, Daddy. But you have to listen to me. I can't hold on anymore. My heart stopped beating just now. You know how people faint in movies and never wake up? I think that's what is about to happen to me. The pain is too much. My belly also feels like it's about to burst. "I know that I'm only five years old, but I am happy that you are my daddy. I love you. Tell my mommy that I love her too. I know she can't come to see me because she's in prison. I saw it on TV. You are the best daddy in the whole world."

After a couple of seconds, she muttered, "Mommy?" "Yes, love." "Why do we never call, Daddy? Not even once? My friends and classmates, whenever they miss their mom and daddy, they will be calling them....what do you call that, Mommy?" "They use social media." "Yes! That's it, Mommy." Her eyes lit up as if an excellent idea came into her mind. "Why don't we call Daddy, Mommy? I want to see him! I want to hear his voice!" she exclaimed and jumped on her seat.

Taylor's P.O.V I can't believe that dumb motherfucker came back, demanding that I must dance with him. UGH! I mean I thought that after he ended up with a broken nose the first time he'd keep his distance but no, and I couldn't just stand there and let him fondle me like my body is free for all to touch. I had to teach him a lesson, a little painful lesson. I just sit smirking at my well deserved accomplishment zoning out Mave whos talking about some dude he spotted earlier....he is such a whore.