Daddy Took My Virginity Stories Novels & Stories

It almost brought tears to my eyes. “Thanks, dad. You are the best.” I muttered, leaning closer to hug him again. I felt a tinge of guilt, knowing I have done the unspeakable. Losing my virginity, something he and mum feared and to whom? Dante? That news would give him a heart attack. “I love you, princess.” he mumbled to my hearing and I bit my lower lip, trying to get rid of the thoughts of guilt and betrayal in my head. “I love you too, Daddy.” I responded in muffled breaths against his chest till I pulled away from him and he planted a light and comforting kiss on my forehead.

“Oh my god— Sir— it’s too much— ahhhh! I’m going to cum— please let me cum— mmmhh! I can’t hold it— fuuuuck!” Damian denied her repeatedly, turning the vibrators off just before she could orgasm, leaving her sobbing and begging. He finally released her from the cross, bent her over the spanking bench, and fucked her pussy hard and deep for nearly twenty minutes, making her moan like a broken whore. “Yes— yes— fuck me harder, Sir— ahhh! Use your slut— mmmhh! I’m yours— please don’t stop!” He then moved to her ass. After applying generous lube, he slowly but relentlessly pushed his thick cock into her tight asshole, claiming her last virginity while she screamed in a mixture of intense pain an

I reached for it but he pinned my wrists above my head. “Daddy, please let me touch it. I want to feel you,” I begged, squirming under him. He shook his head and spread my legs wide. “First I am going to fuck you raw, princess. No condom. Daddy is going to fill this pussy properly.” He rubbed the fat head of his cock up and down my slit. “Beg for it.” “Daddy please. Fuck me. Put your cock inside me. I need it so much.” He thrust in deep on the first stroke. I cried out. “Ahhh…. it is so thick, Dadd..y…. You are stretching me.”

He drove us home. He dropped me onto the bed. A wide grin appeared across his lips. He quickly undressed himself, I watched as his dick fell out of his underwear. That big guy was making me smile in my head. " You did a great job by making sure we weren't caught." He breathed, Crawling into the bed, he leaned forward landing his soft lips against mine. I felt a tiny shock wave rushed down my spine, a wave of adrenaline surged through me. "Appreciate me, daddy." I moaned, breaking the kiss.

After all, wasn't it him who had already taken my virginity? It was a thought that would have horrified me just a few hours earlier. But now... now, everything seemed blurry. His lips, his warmth, the way he touched me as if I were fragile and precious, all of this melted my resistance. I remembered that basement, the way he had looked at me, as if he truly saw me. That night, despite the shame and fear, he had been different. He wasn't like the other men present. He had taken what he wanted, yes, but he had done it with a strange tenderness, an almost incongruous softness. And now, as he continued to kiss me, I felt that same duality in him: the strength of a man who could have everything a

His eyes bored into mine, dominating me completely with just a single look. I couldn’t get the image of his punishment out of my head, of him throwing me over his knees and spanking me like a naughty little girl. I’d liked it. It had made me wetter than I’d ever been before in my life. Even now, the residual sting still blazed over my scorched skin, reminding me of how he’d taken charge, how he’d taught me a lesson, how he’d made me call him Daddy. I fucking loved it all. “Daddy, I need to come,” I begged.

“ So what do you plan to do since you seem to still have feelings for him?” “ There's another guy who seems to care about me just as much but I don't have any feelings for him other than seeing him as a friend. I don't know if it's right to accept him,” I was really confused. “ Before I conclude, I'm guessing that both men are from wealthy families since I genuinely can't just see you getting knocked up by some random dude,” her assumptions were always on track. “ Yes,” I answered even though it wasn't a question. “ How did your baby daddy treat you before you chose to leave him?” She asked.

He sits close, touching his body to mine, and I feel we are rubbing against each other in this spacious car. He placed his hand on my thigh, and I brushed it away. "Are you embarrassed?" Henry teased. "No." "I understand that you're inexperienced, Daphne. Or you still can't get over your asshole lover rotting in prison?" Henry's question made me realize that he had gotten information about me from my father. I was so upset and angry that I could only growl.

“And with so much money, Big Daddy, why not get that pleasure from a virgin? Don’t you want a little girl all your own?” “Goddammit, no. A virgin?” His hands leave my breasts and grip my hips, as if he’s trying to convince himself to push me away. Instead, he yanks me up against his big body forcefully, dislodging my hands from his arousal. “Ah Jesus. No. I can’t. I can’t. I could be your father.” “No. But you can be my Big Daddy.” I open my thighs wider around his hips, arching my back enticingly. “Big Daddy gets to put it anywhere.”

Jenna. Few weeks to thanksgiving, my friends dragged me to a party across town. Like all seventeen years old who realized no other cock would ever be enough, I stayed on the sidelines. There was loud music, cheap beer and grinding bodies packed into a living room that smelled of sweat and spilled alcohol. My friends kept pushing me toward boys. “Just kiss one,” they laughed. “You’re the only virgin left.” “Just try it.” Maybe it was what I needed. I marched to one of the guys dancing, grabbed his face and pressed his mouth to mine.