Daddy Smut Novels & Stories

I teased and a dangerous smirk formed on his face, "Ain't you daddy's horny little slut? Tell me, ain't you wet for daddy right now? Ain't you hungry to have a feel of my little brother here in your wetness, making you cum again and again, tell me Red, ain't you all aroused and wet for daddy?"

My grip on the table tightened as I rolled my hips harshly wanting to cum desperately. “Look at that,” Daddy urged, pulling my hair back. “Your juices are all over the chair, the whole place smells like your slutty cunt. You like that, don't you?” Oh, I did. I did. I loved the smell of my arousal in the air. I loved what he was doing to me. Teasing me, making my thighs tremble with need. “Bounce, slut, bounce that ass. Ride the fucking chair, my pet,” He ordered, standing upright with his finger still locked in my hair.

"Yes, daddy." Once she'd spoken the words, Dennis let loose. He fucked Sam into the mattress, her body pressed into it so tight she could barely breath. He was kneeling over her on her bed, taking her from behind as his weight pressed into her. "Fuck, Sammy." he groaned, speeding up as he rutted into her. "Such a tight little pussy, you'd better keep it that way. Daddy's going to cum!" He let out another long groan as he held Sam's hips tight to his, shuddering and spurting cum deep into his step-daughter. After a minute he finally pulled his weight from her, dragging his cock from her used, red and fluttering pussy with a slurp of cum and lube.

"Please, Daddy. I need your cock so much." "I know you always do, angel." He lowers his face to skim his tongue across my anus and down my center, delivering the shivers throughout my body. Following that, he spits on his fingers, then takes them to rub my pussy. I groan. He takes his hand, and strokes his cock, dripping a trail of spit from his mouth to land on it to act as a lubricant. "Where would you like Daddy's cum, my love?" "I need Daddy's cum in all my holes, please."

"Yes, Daddy, just like that, don't stop, please don't stop. Oh, gosh, it's so sweet..." He doesn't stop. His thumb finds my clit from behind and rubs firm fast circles and I nearly levitate off the furniture. "I'm gonna cum," I gasp. "Daddy, I'm gonna cum so fast..." "Already?" His rhythm doesn't slow. "Such a needy little slut." "Yes," I whimper. "Your needy little slut. Please let me cum, Daddy, please..." "Cum," he says. Low and certain. "Cum for me, baby."

Luxuria daddy, as if reading my mind, spanked my ass himself. "Go faster... Ride my cock like the whore that you are for me." "Hmm! Yes! Yes, daddy! I will do as you say!" I tried to quicken my pace and Grayson started smacking my ass more. "Faster, Daisy... Faster... Ride his cock like the cock loving slut that you are... Ugh! Ride faster..." Almost each of his words came with a smack to my ass. "Yes! Yes... I... I will, daddy! I... I will ride his cock like a slut... I... I love daddy's cock so much and I will ride faster" I moaned pathetically, gasping and moaning as the smacks kept coming.

My nipples were rock hard and my pussy was dripping, I wanted him to use my mouth harder. He suddenly pulled me off his cock with a wet pop. Before I could complain, he slid two thick fingers deep into my pussy, curling them right against my spot. I gasped, mouth still open, spit connecting my lips to his cock. “Not done with you yet,” he growled. “Daddy’s gonna make this sloppy cunt cum first.” His fingers pumped fast, thumb rubbing my swollen clit. I was shaking already, moaning loud, hips rocking desperately on his hand while I kept stroking his cock with my fist.

“Holy fuck.” He squeezes my bottom and smacks it. “No swearing.” “Yes, Daddy.” Another rumble, more like a growl. His big hands cup my bottom, and strip off my panties with expert speed. Then he’s kneeling on the floor and propping my legs on his shoulders, splaying me open to his hot breath. My head falls back as he nibbles up my thigh, his big hands kneading my bottom. “F… udge,” I scramble. “Fork. Funky Nasser.”

That first touch sends a jolt through me, and I can already feel myself becoming wetter. “More…” I buck my hips into his hand wanting more…wanting everything. “Shh, daddy knows what you need, Baby Dolly.” My pussy clenches at his words and he feels it because he smirks down at me and says, “You like that? You like being in your daddy’s bed? I knew you were a dirty little girl.” “Yes…” It’s so wrong, and I should be disgusted, but fuck if the sinfulness and fuckedupness doesn’t make me want it more.

When Daisy observed her brother's peculiar smile, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart. It was an unsettling sight for her, a soft-hearted girl, and she suddenly feel a hint of sympathy for the man named Elliot. However, she didn't intervene or stop her brother, allowing her curiosity to guide her actions. Like a curious cat, Daisy watched intently as David skillfully typed a series of English letters, repeatedly pressing the enter key. The computer screen was soon filled with a dense white code against the black background.