Daddy Took My Virginity Stories Novels & Stories

He groaned. “Already wet for Daddy.” One thick finger circled her clit. She bucked. He held her hips. “Easy. Let Daddy take care of you.” He explored her slowly—learning every gasp, every shiver. When he slid one finger inside, she tensed. “Still a virgin?” “Yes, Daddy.” He kissed her inner thigh. “We will always go slow.” He worked her gently—finger curling, mouth on her clit. Brought her to the edge.

You’re dripping already aren’t you? I bit my lip and typed back. Me: Yes daddy. I’m so fucking wet thinking about you. I really want to experience sex. I’m still a virgin and it’s driving me crazy. Him: Good girl. I’m gonna stretch that little pussy so good when we finally meet. Send me more. I sent another one. This time with my fingers spreading my pussy even wider. He sent a video.

He stays like this when he starts talking again, finishing his story. “My dad only found out when I was 15. She took my fucking virginity and I felt like a little pathetic bitch. Men don’t get raped. Not by fucking woman. I was a fucking pussy that wasn’t even strong enough to push a woman off of me. I was too fucking ashamed to tell my father about being a such disgrace. He would disown me, I was so convinced that he would.

“Gripping Daddy so tight even after I stretched you out all night.” I came again, legs shaking, but he kept going. Then his hand slid back, his thumb circling my tight little asshole. I tensed. “Relax, baby,” he murmured, voice dark and soothing. “Daddy’s going to take this virgin ass today too. You’re going to give me every hole.” I whimpered but pushed back against his thumb. He worked it in slowly while still fucking my pussy, stretching me, getting me used to the feeling. The dual sensation was overwhelming—pleasure and a sharp, forbidden burn that quickly melted into heat.

Then again, he didn’t tell me he was the son of a billionaire either, so heaven only knows what else he isn’t telling me about. “My daddy is a good daddy.” Grace babbles on innocently. “Since you don’t have one, maybe you can call him daddy too.” My face instantly blanches and words leave my brain as I fight for a response. Memories of the other night flood my mind. Laying half naked beneath Adrian with my legs wrapped around his waist and calling him that word with a far different meaning attached to it. I don’t know what I was thinking. I can’t work here knowing Adrian lives here too. This is all just too much.

CHAPTER 1: TIED OPEN FOR DADDY (WARNING: DEGRADATION, HARDCORE ROUGH SEX AND KINKS) LAURA “Please, Daddy… please, I can’t—oh God, I can’t take it anymore!” My scream ripped out of me, raw and desperate, as he cranked the speed on the plugs buried inside my pussy and my ass. “Turn them off, Daddy, please! I’m begging you—my pussy, my ass, they’re fucking me so hard I’m going to break!”

“He chased me like a thief, it scared me. I felt like I was compelled until I eventually wanted him. At the time, I didn't even realize I was in such a cage.” Cara claimed she began to seriously enjoy his wealth, all his money and attention, he was like a sugar daddy. It hit me right then. My dad used to be a sugar daddy to women in the past. Brittany just sat there with a quiet calm, taking in everything with a nod. At this point it seemed she had long accepted her fate, or maybe she had already known and could not be surprised any further.

“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?”

“ pregnant , hell no ! ” Luther yells to himself slamming the door shut . He had a thing with Diane that was five months ago and should never result to a pregnancy cause he slipped a post pill in her wine . Diane was the only call girl he had sex with more than once . One of his principles was not having sex with any call girl twice ,he did not want to be involved in any silly escapade and as such he did away with them . He dials Diane contact hastily ,he was sure that bastard in her womb doesn't belong to him .

Dating My Ex-Boyfriend’s Daddy . Chapter 76: at a risk of falling . “You did what?” Addison asks, bursting into laughter so violently she almost topples over onto the brick path underfoot. She grabs at Javan’s arm to steady herself. “You’re kidding me.” “Nope,” Javan says, tongue poking at the inside of his cheek. “And it worked, too. I never heard them again.” He’s just told Addison another Skye story—there seem to be an endless number of them. Apparently when Skye first started dating Dallas, they were getting it on so loudly that it was keeping Javan awake at night.