Daddy Teach Novels & Stories

He said and same time my mobile started raining which was placed on the dining table it was Dad's call because I had set up a different ringtone for him and my breath hitched. "Relax, just receive the call," Uncle said and I nodded receiving the call and the same time Uncle Harrison inserted his finger in my core giving slow finger fucking. "H...Hello..." I stammered on call. "Harrison told me you both having dinner out so I am going to sleep. Harrison has extra keys and doesn't sleep late. You have school tomorrow" Daddy was telling me While Uncle Harrison pumping his one digit inside me. "...Yes...Yes Dad" I again stammered

Still hard after fucking me so hard and making me cum multiple times. "What do you say to daddy for making you cum?" He asked, his hand reaching for my back and caressing my back and reaching for my cuffed hands. "Thank you... Thank you daddy" I whimpered, the tears rolling down my eyes. Daddy leaned in and kissed my tears. "You are so fucking sexy. Whimpering and shedding tears from cumming" his deep voice caressed my ears. "You... You are still hard, daddy" I pointed out, sniffing back my tears and looking at his hard cock.

His… something. “Or what, Daddy?” I asked, licking my lips and clenching my legs. “Or I won’t teach you how to cum, you naughty brat,” James said with a small smile as if he was enjoying this. His words didn’t match the emotions flickering through his face, and it made me want to tease him more. Ruffle his feathers. “Please, Daddy?” I even pouted and batted my lashes, hoping he would just hold my face and kiss me.

CHAPTER 2 “What are you doing?” Daddy growls. His eyes fall to my breasts that are pert in the snug blouse I picked. “Making you feel good,” I whisper. He closes his eyes for a moment as I squeeze down to his tip. Oh god. The size of it makes me shudder. “And where did you learn how to ... make me feel good?” “Justin taught me.” Justin is my ex-boyfriend. “I’ll kill him,” Daddy hisses, staying still as I grasp him harder.

“I don’t know what wespect is.” I smile at him. “It’s when people like you so much that they want to listen to you. Doesn’t that sound much better? Your daddy is like that.” “But I don’t know how to do that.” The little boy is close to tears for some reason, and I can see his own fear very close to the surface. "I don't know how to be like Daddy." “You’ll learn,” I say. “I’ll teach you.” “Weally?” he asks. “Will you come to school with me today?”

How could Daddy do that? Daddy was never a loving man. He never talked about his feelings. He never hugged me. I can't remember a single time he ever actually touched me in a loving way come to think of it. On the days he came to training instead of Tavin, it was the only time I could think of him touching me, and it was definitely not loving. I remember having welps for days after his training. But it stopped after a while. The past few years, only Tavin had trained me. Maybe Daddy wasn't who I think he is.

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.

“That was awful. Like a cute puppy just licked my face.” Heat rushed to my cheeks, shame washing over me. I looked away. His hand snapped to my chin again. “What did I say about looking away from Daddy?” His voice dropped darker, deeper, and suddenly I felt like I had done something very wrong. “I’m sorry, Daddy,” I whispered, lips pouting without meaning to. “Good. It’s okay not to know anything, baby. That’s why Daddy’s here, to teach you, to make you a pro.” I smiled despite myself.

Jax smirked and walked out of the room. “What the fuck ! What kind of sex education is that ?” Rob chuckled. “These two men will be the death of me, I swear,” Dy growled. “Hey ! I am innocent,” Dad protested. “No, you are not. Who the hell teaches such things ?” Dy demanded. “I swear I taught the right things to that fucking liar,” Dad swore. “Yeah I believe you,” Dy sighed and tossed his paperwork aside and rested his head on the back of the chair. “C’mon Kai. Let’s go and take a break,” Dad cooed gently.

Turns out parenting blogs are actually pretty good for learning things. I almost smile. Almost. Did you have a good time, Alex? The BEST! Alex squirms out of my arms and starts running around the living room. Daddy taught me about business meetings, but they're boring. We watched cartoons, and he has a TV bigger than our wall! Wonderful. Now my place probably looks like a biscuit pack to him. And daddy can do the teeth thing! Alex stops and grins at me, showing off his not-so-human teeth. The sharp ones! But he said I have to practice first.