Daddy Porn Gay Novels & Stories

“My daughter is right down the hall unpacking, and I’m still breeding this greedy womb. Feel how full you are? How stretched? That’s all daddy’s seed. I’m going to keep pumping you until your belly swells and you have no choice but to tell her the truth—that you let her father knock you up like a filthy whore.” His hips snapped harder, the wet slapping of skin on skin dangerously loud. Cum from earlier loads frothed white around his pistoning cock, spraying out onto the marble floor with every brutal plunge. He reached around and rubbed my clit viciously, forcing my body toward another shattering orgasm despite how sore and used I already was. “Come for me,” he demanded, teeth grazing my nec

“Fuck, you’re so good for Daddy. Tied up, plugged, singing on Daddy’s cock while your cunt milks that plug. You’re fucking perfect.” I moaned around him, the vibration shooting straight through his length. He wanted more. I could feel it in the way his grip tightened, the way his thrusts grew rougher. He fucked my mouth harder, faster, like he would my pussy, my lips stretched wide, throat working around him as he pushed deep. Tears poured down my face, but I took every inch. “Fuck, baby,” he moaned, watching himself slide in and out, my lips shiny and swollen. “Your mouth’s so fucking good. You’re gonna make Daddy come, aren’t you? Gonna swallow it all while those plugs fuck your greedy hol

"I know what that little bastard did to you. Adrian is a boy who never learned how to appreciate a valuable asset." My heart skipped a beat. "Boy? Adrian? Who... who are you?" The man offered a ghost of a smile. He set an old photograph on the table. In it, a teenager—Adrian—stood awkwardly beside this man. "Alistair Blackwood," he said flatly. "Most people in London call me 'The Great Lord.' But you... you were supposed to call me 'Father-in-law,' had Adrian’s plan not gone awry and you crawled back into his arms today."

I tell him. Daddy pushes into me hard. He begins cumming inside my ass. I can feel his hot wet seed in my ass. While he is still hard inside my ass, he fingers my pussy and makes me cum again. “That was so good, daddy,” I say.

“Daddy’s going to teach you how to please that greedy cunt of yours. I’m going to spoil you rotten—make you cum so hard you forget your own name.” He guided me to the couch, positioning me on my back first, legs spread wide in missionary. The vibrator hummed against my clit as he slid his cock into me slowly, inch by torturous inch, filling me to the brim. “That’s it, take Daddy’s fat cock,” he praised, thrusting deep and steady, the vibe pressing just right to make stars burst behind my eyes. My walls clenched around him, milking his length as he rocked into me, our bodies slapping together in a filthy rhythm.

“It’s okay, I won’t hurt it!” Amara smiled, kneeling beside her daughter. “You’ve got a big heart, Crystal. Just like your father.” The words slipped out before she could stop herself. She froze instantly, heart thumping. Her daughter had never known the truth. Crystal tilted her head, curious. “Daddy?” Amara swallowed. “Your father… he’s far away, baby. But he’s proud of you, I promise.”

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.

No campus boy could ever compare to the way Daddy ruined her. Mark’s breath came in ragged grunts as he railed her. Sweat poured down his chest, dripping onto her back. He spread her ass cheeks wider, watching his thick shaft disappear between them, stretching her pink ring obscenely. The sight alone made his balls tighten. “Tell me, baby—did that greedy little ass get any dick from those campus boys while you were gone? Did you let any of those worthless pricks fuck what belongs to Daddy?”

“That’s a good boy. You’re daddy’s little slut, aren’t you?” I paused, did I hear correctly? I turned back to his study and opened the door; the scene that was waiting behind that door made my mouth slack with shock. My Dad was leaning against his mahogany table and a man was crouched in front him, his dick in his mouth. A man! Is my Dad……gay? I must have made a sound because they jolted apart, my Dad trying to adjust himself. Wait….is that Finn? My boyfriend?

“I need it, Jax. I’m so fucking horny I can’t think straight.” He smirked. “From now on, you call me Daddy when my cock is inside you.” He didn’t wait for an answer. Jax spun her around, and shoved her forward against the marble kitchen counter, and yanked her yoga pants and soaked thong down in one rough motion. Her bare ass and dripping pussy were exposed to the cool air. “Fuck… look at that married cunt,” he groaned, running two thick fingers up her clit. She was drenched. “Already dripping for another man’s cock. What a dirty little slut.”