Daddy Shrek Novels & Stories

I dip my voice a bit, not wanting him to know my real voice. He grins, brow twitching. He leans in, raises his hand to my lips. His fingers sensually, slowly brush over my lips. The matte black lipstick staining his fingers. “It’s daddy to you, little flame,” I puff hard breaths, his hands sweeping over my chest. “Daddy,” I taste the word on my lips and swallow. It tastes rich and sounds dominant like him. “Good. Now…” Shark reclines over the sofa, hands on the headrest. His hips shift forward, legs spread, trapping me in them.

A threesome with my wife and our daughter, my own daughter carrying my baby; but I found myself with few complaints. I drifted off to sleep with my whole life held tight in my arms. ****************** "Ah!" Anna cried out. "Ah! Ah! Fuck me, Daddy! Oh God, fuck me!" "Yes, Mommy, " Sasha said, "Call him Daddy. God, that's so sexy." "Daddy!" My wife cried out. "Daddy, I'm cumming!" "Cum for me," I said, "cum on Daddy's cock."

“Your greedy cunt’s getting fucked by that plug, your ass too, and now your mouth’s full of Daddy’s cock. You’re such a perfect little slut, Laura.” I tried to speak but my words muffled and garbled around his thickness. “Daddy, I—mmm—can’t, please!” Tears dripped onto his shaft, my body jerking as the plugs drove harder. “You can,” he snapped, thrusting a little deeper, making me gag softly. "You can fucking take everything"

"A good girl always listens to her daddy so you listen to me when I tell you to fucking hold back that cum" "Daddy!" My breath was sharp now. "I can't... I can't... But I will be a good girl for daddy from now on. Please sir, please daddy" "Oh shit! Do it! Cum now" his words resounded with a small slap to my tit that made it jiggle. "Thank you daddy!!" I screamed as I came hard, my body shuddering and yet stiffening for the first few seconds before I trembled down into the bed, my body shaking violently.

“Now let Daddy take care of you.” He dropped to his knees right there, hiking her dress up and burying his face between her legs. Kira cried out, fingers gripping the marble as his tongue worked magic—long licks, sucking her clit, two thick fingers curling inside her. He brought her to the edge twice, backing off each time until she was begging. “Please, Daddy— I need to come.” Only then did he let her shatter, holding her through the storm.

Jake sneered, his tone dripping with arrogance. I squared my shoulders, meeting his gaze head-on. "I don't fear you, Jake. Henry or no Henry, you can't intimidate me." He chuckled, a condescending smirk on his face. "You're just a pretty face who got lucky. Daddy's little girl, right?" I took a deep breath, refusing to let his words get under my skin. "I earned my place here based on merit, not because of who my father is. Can you say the same?"

I watch him with wide eyes, but I don’t get a chance to decide if I like it or not before he clamps his remaining fingers tightly around my chin, his fingers almost deep enough to gag me. Shane leans down and holds my gaze as his fingers stroke my tongue. “You want to call me Daddy while I slip my hand up your skirt and find out what you have waiting for me? While I bend you over this counter and eat your cunt until you come?” It’s almost too much, I can’t quite catch my breath, I am going to gag, but he gives me no relief. “You want to ride Daddy’s cock?”

Standing firm and unmovable, I held her arms tightly, making every attempt she made to move futile. “You really are a stubborn little thing, aren’t you?” I mocked before I continued. “But don’t try to tame me or you might regret it,” I added, and she began to sob. I was surprised by her sudden change of emotion. Does she want to make me feel guilty or what? "Please, Daddy, please let me go," Stephanie pleaded, the word unexpectedly sending a strange sensation through me. She had never called me "Daddy" before, and hearing it from her somewhat turned me on and made my dick stand out at full attention, painfully straining my pants.

my father replied, enveloping me in a warm hug, though my gaze remained fixed on Jake, who seemed to wear a pleased expression. "I'll do my best to make your father's absence a very memorable one for you, Avery, I promise." Jake added with a playful glint in his eyes, his words carrying a subtle tease that sent a thrill coursing through me. Somehow, I just knew that this week without my father was going to be very interesting indeed.

"I'm your stepmommy." Zanéh scrunched up her face further like the last word was a pungent smell in her nose. She eyed the lady up and down and settled back on her face. "You're white." Murda slowly rose back to her feet, dusting at her knees. It was obvious she didn't know what reply to give to that. Kiersey saw this as her cue to step in. "I take it you didn't know before? " Zanéh shrugged nonchalantly, popping at her gum. "I don't know, I just assumed Daddy . . . where's my daddy?" She glanced about with question, before settling back on Murda's face with an expression that could be likened to accusal.