Daddy's Dark Desires Novels & Stories

“My wife could return early. What do you need from Daddy today?” I pressed my body against him and looked up with pleading eyes. “Please fuck me in risky places today, Daddy,” I begged softly. “I need you to take me hard all over the house. Make me forget the guilt for a while. I want it rough and dangerous.” He smiled darkly and kissed me hard. “You are becoming addicted, my dirty little secret. Come with me.”

I wanted to hear Diego call me his fucking sex-doll, his obsessed little brat, telling me exactly how much better he was at filling me up than his son ever could be. "Ah... fuck... Daddy..." I sobbed, my hips bucking. The friction was becoming unbearable, the pleasure peaking into a blinding white light. I was sobbing now, my breath coming in ragged, shallow gasps. I imagined his hand wrapping around my throat, not to choke, but to claim. I imagined him spitting on my chest and telling me I was nothing but a hole for his pleasure. "Fuck me, Daddy... please, just fuck me!"

“Before we do this, I want you to tell me you agreed to avoid awkwardness.” He was right; that was the phrase I told him when we began chatting after we were matched. “Ye…yes.” His lips covered mine immediately. It was the speed of two opposite magnet poles. Why had he asked such questions when he was this hungry for me? Excitement washed over my body. Frank, my husband, desired me, but this was another level. This was the desire an addict had for a fix. It was a get-fixed or die without it. My hands rose to his sides. Trembling hands resting on rock-hard muscle. His hands cradled my face. His hardness burned through the material separating our skins. I could feel it throb, rising and fallin

DAISY I felt Daddy Luxuria's cock throb madly inside of me. "You want to take us both at the same time?" Grayson daddy asked, disbelief and horniness mixed up on his face. "Yes... Yes, daddy. I want to have your cock and daddy's cock inside of me at the same time"

“Daddy, please fuck me.” He pushed me back onto the bed, towering over me like a god of sin. Lust swirled in his dark and dangerous eyes. Yes, this look—this was how I had imagined Dave in my darkest dreams. He wanted to devour me just as much as I wanted to be ruined by him.

She confessed she’d always been drawn to older men, to the idea of someone who could take care of her, guide her, make her feel safe and wanted in ways she’d never experienced. He’d listened intently, dark eyes never leaving her face. Then he’d leaned forward, voice dropping to that deep, commanding tone that sent heat racing through her veins. “Tell me, sweetheart… have you ever had someone you could call Daddy?” The word hung in the air between them, forbidden and electric. She’d whispered no, cheeks burning, thighs pressing together under the table. He’d smiled—not his usual polite neighbor smile, but something darker, hungrier. “Would you like to?”

CHAPTER 3: FUCK HER LIKE SHE DESERVES LILA He chuckled darkly, sensing my hesitation melting into desperation. “Look at you, already trembling. You love this, don’t you? Being exposed like the dirty whore you are. Dripping down your thighs like a little slut who can’t get enough.” I nodded frantically, my cheek smashed against the cool pane. “Say it. Tell daddy how much you want this cock.” “I… I want it,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “Please, daddy, fuck me. I need it so bad.”

“I would rather die than let a piece of shit like you touch me. My father will rip your spine out through your throat for this.” Alexei leaned down until his scarred face was inches from mine. “Your father is already tearing the city apart looking for you. By the time he realizes where you are, you’ll be on my private island, dripping with my cum and calling me Daddy while he loses everything.” The word Daddy hit me like a slap. I hated how it made my pussy clench hard. I’d had shameful, secret fantasies for years—dangerous men, forbidden power, being taken and claimed. But never in a million years would I admit it to this monster.

Teardrops fall on my cheek as Dracono fucks me deeper and deeper, yelling in pleasure, making the entire cell shake. I can not feel a thing, but Dracono does feel intense satisfaction and cums inside of me, right when Dark returns with blankets. "-Dad, what the fuck are you doing? Dark asks his father. -Shut up kid, you know very well what I am doing, as you have the same urge. Let me clean myself up and I will go, you can do the same, no one will know." Dracono tells Dark while leaving. Dark cleans me up and covers me with the blanket and tells me he is very sorry for his father taking advantage of me like that, without me even feeling it.

Her voice was a desperate, broken whisper, yet filled with an undeniable conviction. “My… my nipples. They’re so full. They hurt. And… and I’m so wet. I just… I want your… your dick. I want you to make it all better, David. Please. Daddy.” The word, "Daddy," spoken with such raw, desperate longing, was a potent aphrodisiac. It sent a jolt of pure, unadulterated lust through him, making his cock surge even harder. He’d known she was aroused, but the explicit confession, the raw hunger in her eyes, the direct request for his dick, was more than he’d dared to hope for. He had her. Completely.