Daddy's Coming Home Novels & Stories

If it was true, if Ollie Hayes was moonlighting as a cam boy, then I had him in my grip tighter than ever. My phone buzzed again, yanking me from the thought. Dad. Of course. I stared at the name flashing on the screen, my smirk fading into a scowl. I didn’t answer. Not the first time it buzzed, not the second. But the third? I knew better. I swiped and pressed the phone to my ear. “Yeah?” “Ryder.” His voice was ice, sharp and clipped. “You didn’t come home when I told you to.”

"Are you my daddy?" ***

Lucas's voice was small, faint, barely audible. I couldn't answer. I didn't know. "I'm scared, Mom." Ethan's voice, broken. "Don't be scared. I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere," I said. Noah looked up at me. His pitch black eyes stared at me with a heartbreaking intensity. "Mom," he whispered. "Yes, sweetheart." "Is Daddy coming home?" I couldn't hold back my tears. I hugged him tightly, burying my face in his black hair. "Daddy is coming home. Daddy will definitely come home. Mommy promises."

He had always been a bit of a martinet when it came to rules and etiquette of dining, so it was a novel sight to see him allowing Smore complete, free reign. Suddenly, the young boy paused and looked up at his father. “Daddy, when can Mommy and me come home?” Mark froze for a second. Conflicting emotions flickered in his eyes flittingly. “You can come back whenever you want, okay? This will always be your home, but… give a few days’ time for Daddy to prepare for your formal arrival, agree?” he replied. Smore pouted, seemingly unhappy. “Well, if Grandaunt comes back, Mommy and me are gonna get kicked out of the house again, right?”

The sight only made her move her fingers faster. “That’s it, baby. Come for me. Come for Daddy.” Daddy. Fuck, this was sick and twisted but she loved it. She knew everyone called him Father as a respectful endearment and reflection of his authority, but Daddy? That was all for her. Her body clenched and tightened with her release. Holding her breath, she became lost in wave after building wave of euphoria. Somewhere in the distance she became aware of his release. “Fuck, baby girl. I’m going fill your ass. Mark you as mine.”

He’d left his whole family—mother, brother, and sister—to come here and worked like a dog the moment he stepped foot in the United States. Somehow, his work paid our bills. Daddy was always cutting a nice house’s lawn, always fixing something in a big house that had more garages than I could count at a young age. He’d followed the rules of the men he worked for, but one night when he called in sick, in too much pain to go in, the men in nice suits showed up at our little home’s door. “Your daddy home?” Dallas’s frown was genuine; I could see how his eyes creased just enough to show sympathy.

He felt I wasn't safe. "Daddy is grumpy again," Claire said softly. "I think he misses you, too." "Probably." I rose to my feet, stretching slightly to get the kink in my neck out. It still hurt like hell. "Did daddy tell you I'm coming home soon?" "Yes, he did. He said he was going to go get you." Suddenly, her breath got choppy. "You are coming, aren't you?" I smoothed my voice further. "I am, baby girl."

His hand tightened in her hair that spoke of his impending release. "I am going to come too." Michele's voice joined his brother's, his cock still rubbing against her clit with increasing urgency. "Fuck, babygirl, I'm going to come all over this pretty pussy." "Come... Come for me, daddy." Anny begged, her voice rising with her own desperate need. "Both of you. Please. Come for me." She didn't have one daddy. She had two. She didn't have one cock throbbing to cover her in cum. She had two.

Jessie Lio: My mom's not coming. My father is dead, and my stepdad is a jerk. So, he won't be coming either. He crosses his arms over his chest with a petulant frown. Lucian Slater: Well, I'm not gonna let you stand here by yourself all afternoon. Lucian shakes his head and stands up. Lucian Slater: I'm Lucian, Gael's daddy, and he wouldn't want me to leave you out here either. He shrugs, but just then, the car door opens, and Gael hops out.

At that moment, seeing all that come leave my Daddy's cock and spread all over me made me come again instantly. Still shaking, Daddy fetched a cloth to clean his come off me. 'Yes.' He said softly. 'You are Daddy's girl. You belong to Daddy.'