Romans & histoires Daddy's Little Princess

"You Daddy. I only belong to my Daddy." "That's correct and you'll obey me tonight. You'll do everything I tell you to without a question; isn't that right?" "Yes, Daddy I'm your good Princess remember." Greg smiled at her. "Then push your seat as far back as it will go and after that take of that skirt Princess. Daddy wants to see his sweet little Princess's naughty pussy."

Tilting her head seductively to one side she quietly whispered, "Do you like them, Daddy?" "God honey they are beautiful," he whispered back to her as his heart filled with pure unfettered desire. "Really you don't think they are well," she angled her head to one side in a most beguiling manner before murmuring, "Too small." "Oh, Jesus baby no... I told you they are utterly beautiful." "So does that mean you wanna touch your little princess's boobies, Daddy?" He lost the power of speech then, his mind whirling, as he could have never contemplated receiving such an invitation. Just as he finally regained his composure and was about to respond fate intervened when there was a brilliant flash o

I knelt down to her level, brushing a strand of her straight brown hair behind her ear, "Sydney, what a pretty name for a pretty girl." She blushed, cheeks becoming rosy, "Daddy says I'm as pretty as a princess and one day I will get my prince charming just like all princesses do," her little lips pursed, "But I don't want a prince charming. Boys are gross. I'll stay with daddy forever." The way she nodded her head with conviction made me chuckle.

They were my daddies and I was their little girl. The End

Then I saw the painting I painted for Dad when I was 3 or maybe 4. 🕸️ Flashback 🕸️️ "Daddy", Adrian called running down the stairs. "Yes, my princess. I'm here", her dad replied. "What does my princess need?" "Daddy, I missed you." "I missed you too darling but I had to go to Spain for business." "Daddy, did you buy me a present?", Adrian asked with glee. "Of course. Why won't I buy a gift for my princess?", her dad said and he beckoned to a maid to bring the box he brought. "Here you go princess, open it. Your gifts awaits."

Then, he'll move to yelling. It's a wonder anyone still respects him after he throws his dignity away almost every day. I walk in the door, hoping—just hoping— “My little peach! Daddy was so worried darling, come here let me hold you!” I cringe. Oh God, he's already crying. I turn around and smile. “Daddy,” I look at the people in the room. “Gangsters.” They nod. “Princess.” Oh I do love being a princess. “Come here," I sigh, letting him engulf me in a smothered hug, his tears dropping on my head as he laments in Russian.

She was staring right at me while her stepfather pounded into her, his hands gripping her hips like he owned her, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. "Oh god! Yes! Daddy!” Daddy. That word sent jolts of pleasure down my spine. My head turned, looking at him. Vaughan. My own daddy. “Light!” he ordered, like he saw me watching him. My gaze returned instantly to my supposed job. “Right there! Fuck me like you’re taking what’s yours!" Princess shrieked, her body arching into a violent, shaking climax. “Ooohhhhhh!” She screamed her satisfaction in a long, high note that echoed off the secret walls.

I didn't even kiss him. “Mommy, I told Daddy that I don't want to ever see Princess Lydia in this house again. I told Daddy that Princess Lydia is a bad princess” “I can't agree any less,” I said under my breath. That girl is a totally different princess from the ones I have ever heard of or watched in movies. What kind of princess walks around with bum shots and tattoos everywhere? She even has the strength of a man! “Mommy, Daddy said if you get well, he will take us to see a movie”

I rolled my head back, mouth slightly open releasing nothing but breathless gasps, eyes clenched shut, chest rising and falling rapidly. "I want to cum..." "No, not yet." He spanked my ass so hard I knew it would leave red marks. Clint leaned forward, running his tongue along my neck, tainting his sins on me. "Who is your daddy?" "God, yes...You, daddy." "Now, cum for daddy." My orgasm was swift and explosive, it slammed through my body, my eyes wide and my vision going blank for a second. I could have sworn I saw a thousand stars, my body had gone to a whole other cloud nine.

I moaned loudly, my voice breaking. “That’s my princess.” He removed his fingers and replaced them with his thick cock, sliding deep into my pussy again. He pounded me relentlessly for nearly thirty minutes, his hips slamming against my ass. He finally came hard, filling my pussy with his cum before pulling out and pouring the rest across my back. “You love what I do to you, princess?” he asked, breathing heavily. “Yes Daddy,” I answered weakly. “You have to make me love what you do to me too. Ride me.”