Daddy Shrek Novels & Stories

My curse was more of a moan and a relieved yet dazed pleasured look appeared on my face as Daddy pulled his cock out of me and came on my ass instead. "Hmmm" I purred, feeling daddy's warm cum on my ass. Oh, if only Grayson daddy was here too.

“Th… Thank… Thank you, daddy, for filling me with your precious cum. Thank you for pleasuring me.” Oliver felt content. His smile widened. “That’s like my good babygirl. Now tell me whose whore you are?” He asked, slapping her both cheeks lightly to make them red and inserted his thumb in her mouth, letting her suck it before pulling it back the next moment. He was amazed at how easily her cheeks were getting red with his light slapping in which he didn't even apply any strength. “You… Yours, daddy.” She shuddered. “Mine what?”

“You are so huge, daddy.” “Isn’t that what you need?” He smirked and spanked me hard again. I let out a low cry. “You never want me to stop anytime I have it inside of you. You enjoy it, don’t you?” He asked, and when I was slow to respond him, he spanked me harshly one more time. “Yes! Yes! Daddy.” My body shook. “Good girl.” He said with a smile and a soft tap of my cheeks. “You are daddy’s girl.”

Shade,a huge man ,six feet tall with intimidating muscles and full beards. His chest revibrate as he walked to meet his Master in those huge boots which made his steps echo in the large room . “ Split the child and feed it to the hyenas .” Lord Royale D'embert orders tossing the large knife to Shade who caught the knife in the middle of the air . “ Please Lord , Spare my daughter's life . I swear on my life , I don't know where he is .” The woman pleads holding onto her child tightly . She chokes fearfully .

He stomped his feet in discontent, asserting, "I want Mommy. I only need Mommy. Mommy will do anything for me without hesitation." Daniel forcefully pushed his father out of the room and, with an angry finger pointed at him, declared, "Daddy is a bad guy." With that, the little boy slammed the door shut. Once the door was closed, Daniel climbed onto the bed, panting. He sighed and curled up in the quilt, his small body heaving from exertion. All he wanted was his mommy. People often praised his daddy, but he couldn't find his mommy anywhere. He wasn't even allowed to mention her.

All I have on is my little shirt. He lays me on his bed. He spreads my legs and begins to lick me. “Oh daddy, yes,” I moan. Daddy suckles my clit and licks my pussy. It feels so good. I cannot wait to have his cock inside me. “Daddy, will you please give me some cock,” I say. “Now, Kendra, you know I do not like you to talk that way,” he says. “I know, daddy, but I want it,” I say.

One of his big hands slid under my skirt and cupped my bare, soaked pussy. Two thick fingers pushed inside me without warning, curling against my G-spot. I cried out, hips jerking forward. “Fuck, she’s drenched,” Daddy announced to the others. “This hole has been aching for family cock for years. Boys, girls—strip. Let your sister see what she’s earned.”

“Please, Daddy. Fuck me. I need you so badly.” He thrust deep in one powerful stroke, filling me completely. I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders. “Daddy! Yes!” He set a relentless pace immediately, pounding into me with long, commanding strokes that made my breasts bounce and my body slide up the bed. Each thrust hit deep, stretching me perfectly and sending sparks of pleasure through my core. “Do not stop, Daddy! Please, do not stop!” I moaned loudly, my voice echoing off the walls.

he asks, voice rough. “Yes. Please.” He begins to move in long, measured strokes. Every thrust is controlled. Every retreat is slow. His eyes stay locked on mine. One of his hands remains spread over the side of my belly, steadying, feeling. Zavian stays close on my other side, kissing my mouth, my cheek, the corner of my eye. His fingers stroke through my hair and then trail down to rest over Caspian’s hand on my stomach so that both of them are touching me and the babies at once.

Fresh slick drips down my thighs. Daddy gives me one last cold, almost bored look. “Maybe if you’re still wet and needy tomorrow,” he says, gesturing lazily at Bob’s heavy cock, “I’ll give you the real deal. We’ll have fun…” I shake my head fast, tears already spilling. “I didn’t sign up for this. It’s not part of the play. This is—” “Oh but the fans love it,” Daddy cuts in smoothly. He glances at the camera. “Am I right, guys?”