Daddy Roleplay Novels & Stories

I need him. In this moment, this isn't Annabell and Kaden; this is Daddy and submissive. This is a totally different world to what I had been living and I want more! I need more. I can be more. "Right, baby.. Time for some play, ok? I'm not going to push you straight into the deep end. We can build over time if you do enjoy this. Are you ready to play?" Silky, smooth tones passing through those sexy lips. "Yes Daddy. Please. I want to play." Only as the sentence is finished do I realise I had been the one to say it. I sounded so whispery and weak. I'm under Daddy's spell and I love it!

Daddy always starts as this caring, protective watcher, but the more I turn him on, the harder I get his cock going, the more those instincts transform into something possessive. His fingers grip my hair harder, grabbing a wad of it as Daddy's head rolls back. This only makes me suck him faster, my head taking him in while my hand strokes what's left. The more I work on his dick, the more excited we both get, until I know Daddy can't control himself and just needs to fuck me. How's Daddy going to respond now when there are all these people just outside? He's not the only one that can tease...

“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.”

I wanted him to play my daddy and finally give in to having sex with me. The part where I stopped and left the role play…..well…that part didn’t exactly turn out that way. When he started kissing my neck in the dark, all reason left me and I want him to be my daddy right now and have sex with me. I knew he wanted to have sex with me, his mom. I got hotter than I had ever remember. It progressed with no resistance at all to his kissing my neck and now my body. I assumed to role of myself and closed my eyes and called him ’daddy’. He rolled over on top of me and caught on quick that I wanted him to be my daddy.

daddy defends me, hiding me completely behind him. "Baby or not, she made hell shake, again," he says trying to get toward me, but I kept on hiding behind him, my face planted into his back, not letting go anytime soon. "She's being trained, I assure you, sir, her alliance lies with you," daddy says. "Trained, true, but instead of moving the apple like a witch her age, she moved you along the apple," Lucifer says, is he mad, I won't do it again, never.

He stretched his hand forward, before taking a sip. "I always say inappropriate things, you just have to get used to it. Daddy." She winked. Oh God. He could literally die in embarrassment right now. "Please don't call me Daddy." "Whatever. So hit me with the details." She leaned against the counter, her lips gently touching the liquid, they stayed there. Chatting and 'gossiping' which Dexter had to admit was kind of fun, and Stella. She knew it all.

Jake was still kneeling between my legs, lips shiny with the filthy mix of cum and my juices, looking dazed but rock-hard again. “Clean her up properly, son,” Mark commanded, his voice that same calm, authoritative tone that always made my stomach flip and the middle of my legs hot. “Every fucking drop. Use your tongue like you mean it. Daddy’s load belongs inside her, but I want to watch you swallow what leaks out first.”

Without wasting time, he lined himself and thrusted in one swift stroke. “Fuck… me… harder… harder!” Rose held onto the desk tightly as he thrusted into her like a baberian, slapping and groping at her fat ass. “You’re so sweet baby. You like daddy fucking you this way, right?” He rasped out. “Yes!… Dadddy..” she moaned out. .” He slowed his pace, pulled out and slammed back in hard while his hands reached down, stroking her dick. The desk creaked as her body shook but he didn’t stop pounding into her. Every thrust was precise, deep and earth shattering as he silenced her screams with his hands.

This is my gift for becoming one of his son’s whore. I got to work taking off my clothes, Daddy moved closer to me, he did not have his shirt on, I pressed my hands on his abs tracing lines on them. He turned me over, pushed my ass firmly on the part of his pants where his cock was. I breathed in sharply as I felt his cock on my ass. His big hard veiny cock. “On your knees Yara.” Daddy said, his voice was thicker than normal. He fucking wants me yayyy. I obliged. I went on my knees, stretched my hands backwards as I wanted for my hands to be cuffed. Daddy does not like how much of a disturbance my hands can be.

“I’m going to split you wide open, stretch you full, you’re going to scream, for me to continue for me to stop, and even then I won’t stop, I’ll ravage your tiny holes because they are mine, just call me daddy, and my cock is yours” I clenched my eyes shut, my breath was ragged. Heavily turned on No, I had only one daddy. I was only soaking wet because I was ovulating, only Daddy Vincent could be my daddy, not Daniel. “You can’t touch me, daddy will put a gun into your dick…” I moaned, rubbing myself against his hardness some more. I angled my neck, so I could stare at his dark features. A smile broke out on my face, and then I started laughing, excitement stirring and pouring from my womb.