Daddys Little Whore Novels & Stories

"You're so deep! You're hitting my heart! Oh god, yes! Pound that dick I to me Jerry! Break me open, Jerry! Fuck your neighbor’s daughter like the slut she is!" I reached forward and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back so I could see her face. Her eyes were rolled back, and her mouth was hanging open. I increased the speed, my thrusts becoming shorter and more violent. I was hammering into her, my balls clacking against her skin. "You love this, don't you? You love being used by two men. You love being the house whore." "Yes! I love it! I'm a whore! I'm your whore! Ohhh, Jerry! I'm going to... I'm going to cum! It’s too much! Oh god, right there! YES! YES! YES!"

“Daddy.” My own fingers were a blur between my legs. I was soaked, my juices slicking my thighs, the comforter beneath me damp. My clit was a hard, throbbing nub under the frantic circles of my fingertips. I pinched a nipple through my thin camisole, the sharp jolt of pain mixing with the pleasure building in my core. The girl in the video was being called a “good little girl,” a “dirty slut,” a “daddy’s whore.” Each degrading name sent a fresh wave of heat through me. I loved it. I craved it. My pussy clenched around nothing, a desperate, empty ache.

Daddy flinches like I slapped him. I keep going words spilling out now I can’t stop them. “They fucked me in front of your men. In the club. In the warehouse. Here in my bed. And I came so hard I screamed their names. I squirted on their cocks Daddy. I swallowed them. I let them fill every hole. And I loved it.” His face goes white. He staggers back one step like the words physically hit him. Matteo starts moving again slow rolls of his hips thrusting gentle but deep making me gasp soft. “See Vittorio? Your little princess isn’t so little anymore. She’s ours. Dripping for us right now while you stand there watching.”

The new angle let him hit even deeper, pounding relentlessly against that perfect spot inside me with every brutal thrust. My tits bounced wildly beneath the thin sundress. My juices ran freely down my thighs, mixing with the cum he had already pumped into me earlier. “Fuck yes… take it, baby girl,” he growled, slamming into me without mercy. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it? Getting fucked like a dirty whore by your mother’s husband while she has no idea what’s happening.” “Yes—yes, Daddy!” I sobbed, the overwhelming mix of pleasure and pain turning into something completely addictive. “I’m your whore… only yours!”

(Dominic POV) "Yes daddy, punish me. Punish your little slut." I shoved two fingers into her dripping cunt, curling them deep until her back arched off my desk. Her nails clawed for purchase, lipstick already smeared across her cheek. “Look at you,” I growled against her throat. “Parading around like a businesswoman, but spread out like a common whore.” Her moan was shameless. “I am your whore, Daddy. Just for you.”

It goes up my nose and in my eye and it stings like fuck but I don’t fucking care. I wipe my eye and lick my lips, giggling like the dirty little whore I feel. A loved, spent, dirty little whore. Their little whore. And this little whore is just about ready for bed.

Jack Horner licks his thumb clean with his tongue and smiles wide at the boy. "Like I told you before, your young body can do that a hundred times tonight." "Oh my god, Daddy, that was completely wild," Goldie Lockhart says, sitting up slow. "But I am still a virgin inside my body, and your big part still needs to have a release." "You are still a virgin?" Jack Horner asks, looking very surprised. "Well, I had no idea about that." "What?" Goldie Lockhart asks, his face getting hot. "Did you think I was a bad street boy who sleeps with everyone?"

I love Daddy so so so much. I clasped my legs together, adjusting my position on my bed, rubbing my thighs just slightly together to send an electric jolt of pleasure through me. Another message popped up on my phone twenty seconds later, ‘You're such a naughty little girl, I will add you to my slave collection, you'd serve me just fine, a true whóre you are’

“Look at you squirting all over my cock like a nasty girl.” I came again. And again. I lost count. My juices ran down my thighs as he kept pounding me, choking me lightly, slapping my tits, pinching my nipples while whispering the filthiest shit in my ear. “Beg me to ruin you. Tell me whose pussy this is.” “Yours— Law— it’s yours! Please— fuck me harder!” He gave me exactly what I begged for. Harder, deeper and rougher. Until I was a shaking, squirting, sobbing mess, cumming uncontrollably all over his cock while he used me like his personal fucktoy.

“All of you—your tight little cunt, your perfect tits, the way you moan my name. No one else gets to have this, not ever.” “I’m yours,” she gasped. “Only yours, Daddy. Please… I’m gonna cum.” “Cum then. Come undone and soak Daddy’s cock completely, you insatiable little whore.” She came hard, screaming, her pussy squeezing me like a vice. Her whole body shook in my arms and I kept fucking her through it, buring myself inside her, I came hard, shooting so much cum into her it started leaking everywhere down her thighs. I didn’t pull out right away. I held her against the wall, both of us breathing hard and slowly, my anger melted away.