Daddys Obsession Novels & Stories

Men who could offer her everything. And yet she wanted goofy Matt. I had thought her obsession with him was a fleeting thing. And when have the Stone family ever had fleeting obsessions? A voice in my head nagged and I rubbed my head trying to quell the headaches. Ah hell, that voice was right. Father was obsessed with women. Any woman that certainly wasn't his wife. Mother was obsessed with keeping the family together and if the recent events were any indication, she was also obsessed with getting me married. Anabelle's obsession was my bodyguard.

He couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy about the presence of so many children's toys at home. A question lingered in Zachary's thoughts—could he be divorcing a woman with a child? Yesterday, one was too busy, and the other was too tired, so neither of them paid attention to anything. Today, both were fully alert. Afraid of causing misunderstandings, Joey cleared her throat and said, "Uh ... Don't get the wrong idea. These are just random stuff Grandma brought from the countryside. I'm not pregnant." Zachary cast a glance her way as he set down the shoes. "Sure."

he rasped, his face buried in the side of my neck, inhaling my scent deeply, like I was his forbidden addiction. Maddox’s breath scorched my skin and made me shiver. Meanwhile, my whole body was trembling uncontrollably, my panting voice shaking with every ragged breath as I weakly protested, “We... we aren't supposed to be doing this, Daddy,” my words hitching in my throat even as I kept driving my leaking cock through his now-sticky grip, pre-cum mixing with the lotion to create a filthy, slick mess. Then, suddenly, he yanked his hand away, and my eyes widened in desperate panic. “Why did you take your hand off?” I pleaded, my voice raw and needy.

“That’s exactly my problem. I want to forget all of them. I was happy. I don’t know why he had to come back into my life.” Rafaella smirked. “But admit it… he’s hot, huh?” I glared at her. “Can you not?” She laughed. “If you don’t want him, I’ll take him. He can be my daddy.” I rolled my eyes, but a reluctant smile tugged at my lips. “You’re impossible.”

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.

Dane’s POV I don't even fuck little girls, I've never been attracted, so tell me where this unhealthy obsession is coming from. It scares me too. Daniel will kill me, but I have to pin his little princess down, fuck that sassy mouth out of her and make her a good girl for me. I have to expel all this sudden sexual frustration deep inside her. It's a sickening need at this point. But most importantly, I want her to call me Daddy, not him. The fantasy is beyond me. I'm so jealous of him. I want her to ask me for anything, not him. I want to get her anything she wants, not him.

“Since Daddy hasn’t given you the permission to cum yet, and you did so before you were told to, Daddy’s going to punish you and make you cum again… now beg to cum!” “Please Daddy! Please let me cum… please! You drive me wild! Your big hot dick inside of me!” “Yes you slut baby… you may cum now.” As I writhed and my eyes rolled back in my head from the sheer pleasure of the powerful orgasm, Daddy pulled out of my vagina. My pussy was now a big gaping hole where Daddy’s big dick once was. Daddy started to cum. He was cumming on my beautiful face. “I’m going to cum on your beautiful face. You are to remember who your boss is and that you must always be an obedient girl.”

Their hands roamed over breasts and thighs, tasting and touching under Daddy’s watchful eyes. Daniel pulled them both against his chest, their bodies spent and glowing. “You’re becoming perfect for me,” he murmured. “My sweet girls.” They knew the cravings were only getting stronger. Mother and daughter had never felt so close, so dirty, and so completely owned. They couldn’t wait for what Daddy would do to them next.

“I’m never stopping. This pussy gets eaten every single day until you’re completely ruined for anyone else. You’re mine now, Daisy. Addicted. Obsessed. My perfect little stepsister cumslut.” Right as the most overwhelming orgasm yet crashed over me — my face buried in the pillow, riding his face desperately — a knock sounded on the door. “Daisy? Honey, dinner’s ready!” Mom called. I froze, mid-orgasm, pussy gushing all over Dan’s tongue as he kept licking through it, forcing me to stay quiet while my body betrayed me with violent spasms. Dan chuckled darkly against my cunt and whispered, “I’m never stopping. This pussy gets eaten every day until you’re ruined for anyone else.”

"I love you too Daddy. This is so fucked up but I am obsessed. I want to be your secret slut forever. Fuck me and fill me with your cum please." He sped up again pounding me raw and hard. I scratched his back and moaned nonstop. The room filled with our dirty sounds and heavy breathing. He kissed me messy and rough biting my lip. I came one more time right as he groaned loud and shot hot cum deep inside my pussy. It filled me up and leaked out as he kept thrusting through his orgasm. We stayed connected like that for a long time just holding each other. My body felt exhausted but my obsession with him grew even bigger.