Daddy Teach Novels & Stories

I don't know why I am still studying since when the right time comes I will just inherit my daddy's business, he always tells me that I will inherit all his businesses as I am his eldest son. "What the hell, Zie? I taught you this before but until now you still can't get it, it's just simple math." Zuck told me annoyed as he scratched his head in disappointment, he had been teaching me a differential equation, the course I had dropped once and failed twice. "It's not just a fucking simple math, Zuck," I complained to him, he just sighed and folded the notebook which contained an equation he was teaching at me. "Come on, Zie. You should know these math problems and equations already because y

But his daddy told him that his mommy deserves this. “Your mother was bad, Nate. She misbehaved and she did us wrong. As the men of the house, it is our job to teach her a lesson. That is the only way that she will change her ways. Show her the conequences of her actions and she can change her way. That I what we have to do. That is our duty to her and to ourselves.” That is what Dave had just told Nate, as they stood outside as the sky had opened up and the rain begin to come down. “But what kind of lesson, Daddy?”

Daddy says sweetly and I nod a little, my body tensing in anticipation. Daddy wraps his arms around me to cuddle me to him as Master holds daddy's cock and lines it up to my hole.

Chase was a true young version of his daddy but I would never let him know that. I crouched down in front of my angel and kissed his forehead before answering his question. My eyes shot up at Jale again who pretended like he was looking at something on his phone yet his phone's screen was blank then. After making sure he had his attention to us, I cupped my baby's cheeks and made him look into my eyes. "No honey, this man is not your daddy but uncle. He is uncle Jale." I could see Jale's face fall from the sides of my face.

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes, Daddy! I am always ready to take your big c0ck, daddy! My pvssy only wants you! Mmmm! Hnnnn! Ahhh! Ahhhh!" "You're such a wonderful girl for Daddy! Uhm! Uhm! Uhm! I'm about to cum, baby! Take my cum!" "I'm going to come too, Daddy! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! A-Ah, here it comes! Here it comes!" I shouted as my juices flowed out, and Daddy joined me, pushing himself deep inside me and releasing his own juices.

I smiled, easing his cock out of my mouth and spitting on his cock, lubing his length cock up. I started giving him a hand job, moving my hands around his big cock, right next to my face. "Fuck, you are getting so fucking good at this" "Daddy taught me and as a good girl, I can only learn well" I replied, my voice thinned before flattening my tongue and rubbing the head of daddy's cock on my tongue. "Hmmm... Fuck, your tongue is so good, slut..." His grip on my hair turned firmer as I continued with the action, rubbing his cock head against my tongue for a while more before giving it a delicious lick.

Emma said, hoping to slip away quickly. But the moment she rose, his cold, commanding voice cut through the air. “Sit down. Since when did you think you had the right to act as you please? Do you have no manners at all?” May, seated beside him, chimed in, “Your father’s right. We brought in a teacher to instruct you in etiquette, yet you behave like an uneducated brat.”

“Teach me, Daddy. And I’d…” I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. All I could do was stare up at him, my legs still slightly parted, aching for him to touch me. “Say the words, baby girl,” he urged, his voice dropping to a dangerous growl. I swallowed hard, shame and need warring inside me… but the need won. “Teach me, Daddy,” I whispered, voice shaking. “Please… teach me how to cum properly.” Calvin’s eyes flashed with triumph.

His eyes were locked on Leo’s face, on his tear-streaked, desperate expression. "You look so fucking pretty like this," Daddy grunted, his breathing growing ragged. "On your knees, collared and crying for my cock. This is where you belong." Leo watched, mesmerized, as Daddy’s hand flew over his shaft. He could see the muscles in his stomach tensing, the heavy tightening of his balls. He knew what was coming. "Open your mouth," Daddy commanded, his voice a strained, guttural bark. "Stick out your tongue. Don't you dare fucking spill a drop."

Every single minute was scheduled, and a minute too long in the bathroom meant a knock on the door. Living in constant dread, Josh ended up with panic disorder, and it tanked his scores. He barely started his own family when Yale began to meddle with his kid's life, dictating everything from the nursery decor to the baby's education. The other grandparents were not pleased, but Yale just dug in his heels. "You guys who barely crack open a book, do you even get what education is? "Having a star teacher like me willing to mentor kids, you should count your lucky stars!"