Daddy Shrek Novels & Stories

“What do you think I'm trying to do, daddy?” “Daddy?” She was definitely trying to make me go crazy right now. “Sirena…” “I love how you say my name. It sounds like a prayer. Like a plea.” He was her father's best friend. Her forbidden night. And the biggest lie of her life. Maria has just landed her dream promotion which was supposed to be the start of everything she has worked for. Heartbroken and humiliated by a devastating betrayal, she seeks comfort in the arms of a stranger for just one reckless night, only for him to reappear the next day as her father's best friend and shockingly as her company’s CEO. Petyr is older, powerful and everything Maria should run from but fate k

I just shrugged my shoulder at him while putting on my seatbelt. "Still the same, nothing new," I answered sparingly but he just stared at me intently as if he was reading my body movements and facial expressions. "Stop whatever you're doing right now, Maclen. You're bad at reading someone's expression." I commented snickering at him. "You've been to Russia for five long months, Zuck. Are you sure you're still the same? Or you're slowly turning into someone, let's say like your father?" Maclen stated and for a moment it makes me think about his question.

she screamed. "Do what," "Fuck me, fuck me, please!" "You want Daddy to fuck you?" "Yes, yes please fuck me!" "And who am I." "Daddy, you're Daddy! Please fuck me Daddy!" "That's right bitch I'm your fucking Daddy," he said as he slid his cock into her sopping wet pussy.

he asked, his words tumbling out in a rush as he struggled to comprehend the surreal moment unfolding before him. Zakariah's heart swelled with emotion at the sight of his son, his own features reflected in the boy's eager gaze. "Yes, son, I am your Daddy," he replied, his voice choked with emotion as he moved towards him, longing to envelop him in a long-awaited embrace.

My knees gripped around his body as I tensed up. "FUUUCCKK DADDDDYYYY!!" I screamed as my clit started to cum inside of my thong. "You fucking whore!" my Daddy shouted at me. My clit pulsated as shot after shot of cum filled the inside of my thong. My hole clenched around Daddy's cock, and I moaned like a filthy whore. I was weak, and my body collapsed onto Daddy. His cock was still inside me as he pulled my head upwards. Daddy kissed me, and I weaky kissed him back.

he demanded. “What?” I moaned. “Say, I love your cock, daddy.” I hesitated, then… he spanked me. “Say it, Melissa.” “I love your cock, Daddy!” I cried. He grinned at our reflection in the glass and picked up the pace. I could feel him close. I was close, too.

Gael Slater: Freddy Frugal is upping my allowance? Lucian rolls his eyes and tousles the boy's hair, earning a groan of protest. Lucian Slater: I think what you mean to say is; 'Thank you, pop. That was so generous. You are the best daddy in the world'. Gael raises an eyebrow as he glances up at Lucian. Completely against the suggestion. Lucian Slater: Twelve dollars. Gael's eyes pop open. Gael Slater: You're the best father in the world, and I love you more than I love your sloppy joes.

I had Jake still between my lips when I managed to say, “Mmmmmm… Daddy, you ready to go again?” He pushed the rest of the way in. I squealed around Jake’s cock. “Oh my goodness, Daddy! That’s a definite yes! O gawd you feel so big… yesss Daddy, give it to me… Oooo yess fuck me hard… YESS! Fuck your little slut, Daddy!!” Jake started getting close again fast. “I’m gonna come—oh yes, I’m coming—”

"Pound my slutty pussy! Make it hurt so good with that monster cock!" He groaned, leaning down to capture my mouth in a messy kiss, tongues tangling as he rutted into me. "Yeah? You love being Daddy's cumdump, don't you? Taking your uncle's load deep, letting it drip out like a used toy." "Yes! Breed me again, Daddy! Fill my dirty hole with your hot cum!" I bucked up to meet him, the angle letting him hit deeper, my G-spot exploding with every slam.

He turned back to me and crouched down, grabbing my chin roughly and forcing my face up. “Look at you,” he said softly. “Still defiant.” My phone vibrated again in my pocket. He noticed. “What is that,” he demanded. I did not answer. His grip tightened. “I asked you a question.” He reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone. The screen lit up. Drake. Jack froze. His eyes moved from the screen to my face. Slowly, a smile spread across his lips. “So it is true,” he said. “You really were fucking my father.”