Daddy Took My Virginity Stories Novels & Stories

My stomach churned and all I could think about was the nervous tension flailing deep in my core. My Daddy abruptly pushed my head back. He pulled my head toward his, and we kissed before he lifted up my breast with his thick, calloused hand and began sucking my nipple. I moaned in frenzy, feeling my Daddy take control like a real man, just like I read in all my dirty stories. “You have such pretty titties baby,” he said. He looked into my eyes with lust as he said, “You’re so precious. Are you still a virgin?”

I wanted Daddy to take my virginity. Daddy crawled between my legs. His kisses turning deeper and naughty. The tip of his tongue stretched back against mine as Daddy's hands seemed to be everywhere at once. I lost track of time and space I felt him grope my breasts as he sucked on a sensitive spot on my neck below my ear. His warm palm ran down the base of my creamy thigh until his fingers brushed my moist slit. When Daddy raised up to remove his shirt, I eagerly pulled mine off as well, leaving me nude in an instant. I realized how vulnerable I felt and how I could only be this way with one man--Daddy...

" I pleaded tears trickling down my eyes, "Shut up bitch not like you're a virgin, you wanted this" He groaned, and without warning, he thrust deeply into me, I felt a sharp pain, followed by a tear in my vagina, "Ahhhhh….." I screamed in pain ''I fucking hate you" He cursed and kept on thrusting deeply not minding my pains I gave up fighting and begging him, he already took everything away from me, Hours later, he poured his seed in me before pulling out, I couldn't move I just laid on the bed whimpering in pains

“Too tight.” I bit my lip, suddenly ashamed. “Yeah… about that…” He pulled his fingers out, looked at the faint smear of blood-tinged wetness. His eyes snapped to mine. “You're a virgin.” I nodded once, looking anywhere but at him. He exhaled through his nose, jaw tight. “You put virgin on your profile?” “No,” I said quickly. “I just… didn't think it mattered. Old man, one night. Figured he wouldn't care.”

We stayed joined against the counter until our breathing slowed, and then he eased out, and the warm slide of his come leaking onto the tile made my stomach tighten with filthy satisfaction. That same night, after my mother had returned and gone to bed, he came to my room again in the dark. The visit was quieter and more desperate, the risk of her waking only a few doors away making every thrust sharper. He pushed into me from behind while I stayed on my side and the slow deep strokes built until I came with my face pressed into the pillow to muffle the sounds. He filled me again and then stayed inside me until his cock softened, and only then did he ease out and leave me with the evidence o

“You’ve been aching for Daddy to ruin you, haven’t you?” “Yes,” I moaned into his hand, legs wrapping tighter around him. “It’s yours… all yours.” He hit that perfect spot over and over, driving me closer to the edge. His thumb found my clit, rubbing fast circles while he fucked me deeper. “Come for me,” he commanded in a low, rough whisper. “Come on Daddy’s cock, but stay quiet. Don’t let them hear what a dirty girl you are for me.” The orgasm slammed into me hard. My walls clenched violently around him as waves of blinding pleasure crashed through me. I cried out against his palm, body shaking, back arching off the creaky bed.

"No, I have never been with a virgin; you are my first." I snuggled closer to him. "I know it's going to sound silly, but you are my first, too." He laughed at that. "My first time was with a mafia whore my father gave me for my sixteenth birthday. She had way more experience than me. She taught me some things..." he trailed off. The stupid girl in me got jealous of that woman. "Was she pretty?" He frowned as if thinking about it. "I don't remember much about her; she wasn't anything special. She isn't the one who bled all over my cock"

Those memories were ones that made me who I am today “when I was eighteen, he took advantage of me for the first time; but he didn’t really take my virginity that night. He just had ME touching him…” I gulped, and forcing myself to look at Dante, I wrapped my arms around myself as I tried to contain my tears. I could see the pain in Dante’s eyes as he listened to me, and regardless of the pain that I felt, I made sure to keep my emotions under control “one of his friends suggested that he takes me one night and that he would pay a few thousand dollars for my virginity. The prick agreed, and then his business started…” “He sent me to different men, on an almost daily basis. I lost myself to d

The sting made me yelp. “N-no, Daddy!” Another hard smack. Then another. I squirmed, tears springing to my eyes. “Please! It hurts me, daddy!” “It has to hurt to stay pure,” he growled. The spanking continued until my ass was burning and I was sobbing. Then, without warning, he flipped me over and pushed my legs apart. His thick cock, bigger than anything I had ever imagined, pressed against my entrance. “Daddy, wait— I’m a virgin!” I cried.

Excitement rippled through me, my nipples, now rock hard, ached even more, and my thighs clenched. “Please… daddy.” His grip on my shoulders tightened. “Don't..” he hissed. “Don't fucking do that.” I smiled. “I want you to fuck me, daddy.” “If you call me that one more time, Lora.” He paused, his breathing heavy, every breath filled with failing reatraint and desire that had been locked away for a very long time. “Then I might not be able to control what happens next.” “Please, daddy.. fuck me.”