Daddy Short Stories Novels & Stories

For a second Jessica thought she might answer. Instead her lip trembled. Then she burst into tears. Jessica immediately panicked. "No no no don't cry." Daisy shook her head and buried her face into Jessica's shoulder. Jessica wrapped her arms around her awkwardly. She wasn't very good at comforting people. Daddy was good at it. Daddy always knew what to say. If Daisy cried because she scraped her knee, Daddy made funny voices. If Jessica had bad dreams, Daddy sat beside her bed and told ridiculous stories until she laughed.

I drove my cock deeper into the tightest ass I have ever been into. His eyes rolled back in his head. “It …feels..good.” “You are…so good, my pretty boy,” Even as I thrusted slowly. I couldn’t be more turned on seeing the way I fucked my son’s friend…this felt hotter. “Oh…here daddy,” Damian moaned. I begin to move into him faster, pumping my cock faster into his ass. “Yes..yes…don’t stop,” he moaned. Those words were like an energy booster as I pumped into his ass deep into his ass where his prostrate was.

The new intern had a habit of calling my husband "Daddy." "Daddy, I am having the worst luck today. Could you please go buy me some feminine products?" "Daddy, I cannot get the zipper on my dress unstuck. Can you help me?" "Daddy, why do you not have my hair tie around your wrist? I think you deserve a punishment. Wear two. Pink ones, okay?" I frowned as irritation simmered beneath the surface. My husband waved it off with a casual smile. "She is just being playful. Do not take it seriously. She is young and enjoying the novelty. She will get over it soon enough." I said nothing. I waited until the night of the company’s annual gala. She suddenly stumbled in front of everyone and fe

“You call me Daddy when this is on your tongue. Not Mr. anything. Not sir. Daddy. Same as the boys will when they’re in you. Understand.” “Yes, Daddy.” He smiled like I had passed something. He pushed into my mouth slow, teaching me the weight of him, while Holt and Vance each took a thigh and kept me spread. Reid stroked my hair out of my face with a tenderness that did not match the fact that his father was using my throat. “Good girl,” Daddy murmured, thrusting deeper. “Your husband did well picking you. Tight. Wet. Obedient once you stop pretending you didn’t want the hallway.”

“One older guy I’m trying to fuck. He’s got a thing for girls touching each other. Figured a nice close-up of us playing with our tits should get his attention.” “No, Sash.” “I’m not taking no for an answer, Bet—” She cut herself off mid-word, eyes flicking over my shoulder. “Oh. Mister Gray.” I turned. Daddy stood at the top of the stairs in jeans and a fitted black shirt. Fully dressed. Looking completely normal. Like he hadn’t been standing naked in front of me five minutes ago with his heavy cock on full display. The unfairness of it made my stomach twist. “Hello, Sasha,” he said, voice easy. “I didn’t know you were here.”

] This message was followed by a cute emoji. Naomi stared at the screen and smiled. Mister Daddy really knew her. Then several messages popped up in the chat box. [Mister Daddy: You were so brave when spending a hundred million dollars to marry me. Why are you so timid now?] [Mister Daddy: No matter what happens in the future, I will be with you. Don’t believe those feudal superstitions! And please don’t give up. Do you hear me?] At this moment, Naomi suddenly recalled their first meeting.

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He looked at me and I smiled back at him waving my hands, telling him to go on, like he understands it, he then continued introducing his Dad. "Uhmn, right here is my Daddy, his name is Daddy Clyde, he loves me a lot and my mommy too. Every day before I go to sleep my daddy will always read a storybook to me until I fall asleep. I am proud of my dad because he helps a lot of people with his business. That’s all, thank you." He said bowing his head before looking at his Daddy who bares a loving smile and a proud look at him. Everyone clapped their hands, Some parents smiled at me and whispered “You have a wonderful family.” Which makes me smile.

I open my eyes to a hunk of maleness clouding over me and I sigh when I realize who it was. "Daddy?" it came out as a question. "Expecting somebody else, baby?" he asks frowning. He had stopped kissing me as well. "No. Hell no. Only you, Daddy," I mouth still feeling sleepy. "Great. Now, lay back and let me feast on what is mine," he orders. I was still half-asleep when Zane's lips traveled down the crook of my neck, he sucked a breast, and then, the other. Flowery kisses were placed down my stomach until he reached my pussy.

His body was big, bigger than the men in white coats. The men tried to run. Some pointed shiny sticks at him. Blue crackle sticks. But Daddy growled. Loud. So loud my chest shook. He moved fast. Faster than my eyes. CRASH! A wall broke. BANG! A man flew across the floor. Another man screamed when Daddy grabbed him. Daddy threw him like paper. I held my ears. The noise hurt. But I peeked with one eye. Daddy was strong. Stronger than all of them.