Daddys Little Whore Novels & Stories

Diavolo chugged down another glass as he watched the whore in front of him reach to her back and unclasped her bra. She rolled it down her shoulders and threw it to the floor. Her boobs dangled from the result. Usually, he would be impressed but then again, he wasn't. He had met all sorts of women. He had slept with all kinds as well. It doesn't matter how sexy she looked. What matters is if she would be able to take him, all of him for the rest of the night.

What more can they do than to bring their masters much gain? Different men of all length and sizes would pay double to get laid by a young whore. Because of their firm breasts and tight pussy, young whores are a gold mine to the mistress in a whore house. I can't begin to think of the rough hands that had smothered her fair breasts to a crumbling pile. The stench of wine and tobacco would have passed on her lips. Only the Moon Goddess knew how many cocks penetrated her tight pussy since I saw her a months ago.

“He was up all night. Currently passed out in one of the guest rooms upstairs.” I tilted my head, curiosity slipping out before I could stop it. “Up all night? Why?” He leaned in closer, voice dropping to a low whisper as we took the short flight of stairs toward the upper-level copy room. “Watching sex videos. Pleasuring himself.” I swallowed hard, the words landing low in my belly. We reached the landing and I asked, still out of pure curiosity, “Why is that even a thing anyway?” Marcus shrugged, but his eyes lingered on my mouth for a beat too long. “It’s not, really. It only works if you do it while envisioning the person you’ve always wanted.”

Her face is beginning to swell from lack of oxygen but I can tell she is enjoying the pain I am causing her. When it seems like she is going to pass out for real, I finally let go of her neck. She inhales several lungfuls of air and grips the headboard, while I pound her in earnest. “You are a nasty little whore,” I whisper the words against her lips. “You’re nothing but trash. This is all you get. This is all you deserve.” She arches her back and grips my buttocks, pushing me deeper into her pussy. Within seconds, she’s coming hard. I ride her for several more seconds before I find my release.

"Oh baby, your pussy feels so good wrapped around my hard cock. I'm going to fuck you like a dirty whore. Tiffany tried to imagine the scene unfolding inside her room. Her father had just slipped his cock inside her mother's pussy. She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes, imagining it was her pussy his cock was sliding into. She slipped a hand into her cutoffs and fingered her pussy. "Oh god yes, Jim. Fuck me. Fuck me like I'm your dirty little whore slut." "You are my dirty little whore, and I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll beg me to stop."

Naomi gently pressed the button, and the video finally played normally. It recorded how Anna took off her clothes and climbed onto Mister Daddy’s bed with a flirtatious expression.

Hailey The red light blinked, and my body froze. I couldn’t breathe, and neither could I move. “Wh…what did you do?” The words poured out of me, raw and terrified. Zeke’s smirk was carved in shadow, his hand still pressed between my thighs, and his voice let out a dark purr. “I wondered,” he whispered, his lips brushing my ear. “How your mayor daddy would feel watching his perfect little daughter moaning forme.” My stomach dropped; the floor felt like it split beneath me. “No…”

“There’s my good girl. Fuck, Zella, love how tight you are for me.” My breath hitched, hips rolling helplessly into his hand as he set a punishing rhythm, pushing his fingers deeper, harder. I pushed my ass back, riding his fingers, my moans turning into wails as I drew closer to cumming. “That’s it,” he murmured, dragging his teeth over the tip of my ear. “Take every inch of my fingers, I want you dripping and ready for my cock. Will you take me like a good little slut, princess?” “Yes Daddy,” I sobbed,

“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.

“You are my obsession. My addiction. My perfect little sex toy.” He gripped my collar as he moved inside me. “Say it louder,” he demanded. “I’m your perfect little sex toy,” I moaned, legs wrapping around him. “I’m your dirty stepdaughter who lives to please your cock…” Daddy fucked me harder, the bed creaking under us. “That’s right. And I chose this life with you. No more searching. No more pretending. Just you and me forever.” The orgasm hit me hard. I cried out, nails digging into his back as my body convulsed around him.