Daddys Little Whore Novels & Stories

he said, his voice dropping lower and rougher. “Tell them what a dirty little whore you are for Daddy now that you know I have been here the whole time.” I moaned loud, my fingers plunging in and out faster, my walls gripping them tight as another wave of shame and lust mixed together inside me. “I love it,” I gasped out loud, my voice all breathy and broken. “I love being watched like this. I am such a dirty little whore for you Daddy. I did not know it was you but fuck it makes me so wet knowing you have seen me play with my pussy every night.”

I rubbed my clit harder and fondled my left tit too, letting my gaze fall on the cuffs. Ah! What pleasures I would feel, being on my knees with my hands cuffed behind me and my mouth being fucked by daddy's big cock. God, I was being such a fucking whore but I really needed to be stuffed right now. "Daddy, what are you doing to your whore? Oh... Fuck..." I bit my lower lips. "Please come fuck your little slut, daddy."

Moaning as I felt her asshole clenching around my hard cock, I decided to add more taunting to my kitten's pleasure as I said, "Damn, this tight little ass can sure handle my hard cock. I bet a whore like you can use your holes to turn a good profit. You must be new to the streets if your ass is still this tight. But I bet you just suck a lot of cock, don't you. Most guys I know will settle for a quick blowjob and not bother with a fuck if the price is right. Still, I bet your tight little ass and mouth get a daily supply of hard cock and hot cum. A whore like you must count the number of hard cocks as your way to pass the time. I bet your cock sucking skills are legendary. Street whores alw

he demanded. “What?” I moaned. “Say, I love your cock, daddy.” I hesitated, then… he spanked me. “Say it, Melissa.” “I love your cock, Daddy!” I cried. He grinned at our reflection in the glass and picked up the pace. I could feel him close. I was close, too.

My hips wriggled against his, while his hands remained on my waist, plunging in and out repeatedly until I had lost count of how many times he had me yelling, screaming his name, until my voice was hoarse. It was hot in here, hot, and we were both sweaty. "Daddy, fuck." I let out when he yanked me to himself. "Who owns your pussy?" " Daddy." "I need a name, little princess." He searched into my eyes as he waited. "The name of who owns your cunt. Who fuck you so well that it has you shedding tears? Who owns you and your pussy?" "Jerald, fuck." I squeezed around him before jerking when my orgasm washed over me.

Her mouth opened, but the words caught in her throat as his fingers moved up and down against the top of her walls before coming out halfway and sliding back in. “Daddy,” Chloe's voice trembled as her body clenched around his fingers. He was thrusting them in and out of her now, her body unable to keep up with the excitement that was looming in. She gasped and shuddered, clutching the sheets with both hands while her eyes rolled back. “I'm gonna cum Daddy,” she moaned. With his free hand, he reached for her breasts again, pinching and rolling her aroused nipples between his fingers as he continued to fuck her pussy with the fingers inside her.

“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?”

My eyes rolled as Daddy hit my g-spot. "Ooooohhhh, Daddy! Yes, yes, yes! Fuck my slutty pussy! Ahhh! Ah! Ah! I'm so close! Ahhhhhhh!” I screamed, and I reached my peak. The two also went along and came too while our hands continued to play on our clit. Our daddies followed and filled us with their warm seed. Their cock pulled out on its own when we finally laid down on the bed. Daddy kissed me on the cheek while he squeezed my breasts. "You made us even more horny with what you did, baby. I'm still hard for you," Daddy said in a deep voice, and I laughed.

CHAPTER 3: FUCK HER LIKE SHE DESERVES LILA He chuckled darkly, sensing my hesitation melting into desperation. “Look at you, already trembling. You love this, don’t you? Being exposed like the dirty whore you are. Dripping down your thighs like a little slut who can’t get enough.” I nodded frantically, my cheek smashed against the cool pane. “Say it. Tell daddy how much you want this cock.” “I… I want it,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “Please, daddy, fuck me. I need it so bad.”

she begged, nails digging into his back. Mavin grabbed her throat and squeezed, pounding her even faster. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it? To be Daddy’s personal little whore.” “Yes! I’m your whore, Daddy!” He flipped her over and took her from behind, pulling her hair like reins while slamming into her. The wet slapping sounds were loud and filthy. He spanked her ass red, then reached around to rub her clit until she came again, shaking and squirting on his cock. But Mavin kept going. He pulled out, lay on his back, and dragged her on top.