Romans & histoires Daddys Slut Stories

Today I’d tell Matt my boyfriend that I met a man who was older than me… and he made me call him Daddy. I’d tell him how Daddy made me cry and beg like a pathetic little whore in a dirty public restroom. How he called me a slut, a filthy cum-hungry bitch, while he used my mouth and then fucked me so hard I saw stars. I’d tell him how I came so violently my legs gave out, how I squirted all over the floor while a stranger twice my age buried his thick cock inside me and filled me up. But Matt might never understand. He’d probably stare at me with that hurt, confused look he gets whenever I hint that I need more.

she moaned on his fingers in disbelief, sucking despite herself, unable to hold back. Jealousy flooded her body as she thought of them getting daddy's dick while she had to be content with naughty dreams and fantasies. "Told you daddy fucks whatever he wants. All pussies in this house are for daddy to use. No one else.Taste your own slutty cunt juice, you dumb bitch. That's what your 'brothers' will want. For you to suck their dicks with your pussy cream all over them. Your besties will make you gag on the flavor of your own whorish desperation. Is that what you want, slut?" daddy's harsh voice taunted her, the head of his dick popping in and out of her pussy, his thumb rubbing her clit, edg

“Take every fucking inch while I breed you.” “Daddy…ahh! Yes…harder! Fuck…Daddy!” My words broke with every savage thrust. His heavy balls slapped loudly against my clit. “You love this, don’t you? Getting railed like a secret whore while dinner cooks for the family.” He reached around and rubbed my clit fast. “Beg me to knock you up.” “Please, Daddy! Breed me…fill my womb! I want your baby so bad…ahh! Fuck…right there!”

“Dripping for me like this… aren’t you just a slut?” Isadora sucked in a breath, nodding her head desperately. Yes. She was a slut. For him. She would be. His finger rubbed gently, circling her clit while holding her gaze. Her body twitched and she gripped the tub while he rubbed her clit. Her eyes rolled backward, lips trembling. “Ughhh… God… this feels….” “Feels what?” Damian asked, rubbing her clit further. “Feels good.” She completed, the layers of her skin burning with more pleasure.

“Take my cock like you were born for it. Such a greedy, sloppy slut. Take it all.” They switched positions fluidly. Dr. Hale took my pussy with powerful thrusts while Daddy used my mouth. The new, different stretch and rhythm made me cum instantly… hard and explosive, squirting messily around the dean’s thick cock as I screamed around Daddy’s shaft. “Oh… Fuck yes… ahhh! I’m cumming so fucking hard for both of you!” My body convulsed wildly, pussy gushing everywhere and soaking the desk.

“Take it all, you little slut.” Jade gasped, eyes glassy. “More… I need it. Fuck my holes. Use me.” She wasn’t fighting anymore. She was lost in it, body shaking through another orgasm while they laughed and cheered. I was so wet it was running down my legs. Zane sucked my clit hard and I had to cover my mouth. “Right there…yes, eat my pussy while they turn her into the group cum dump.” The sight was filthy and perfect. My father—Senator Briggs—fucking her throat while Mr. Calloway took her from behind. “Good girl,” my father grunted. “Swallow every drop.”

“My good little slut, protecting our dirty secret while her daddy’s cum runs down your legs.” He thrust into me in one savage stroke, burying himself balls-deep in my sloppy, overfilled cunt. The wet squelch was loud in the quiet hallway. I moaned brokenly, the sound echoing off the marble. “Quiet,” he snarled, one hand clamping over my mouth while the other gripped my hip, pounding me with deep, punishing thrusts. “My daughter is right down the hall unpacking, and I’m still breeding this greedy womb. Feel how full you are? How stretched? That’s all daddy’s seed. I’m going to keep pumping you until your belly swells and you have no choice but to tell her the truth—that you let her father kno

"Naomi, marriage is not a game. Moreover, you've only met him once! This situation is too risky!" Receiving a serious glare from Susan, Naomi retorted sheepishly, "We're going to sign the contract today. With the contract, he won't dare to mess with me. But…h-he…has not replied to my messages." "What? He didn't even reply to your messages! Could he have run off with your million dollars?" Susan was instantly shocked! "Uh…I don't think so?" "How naive are you! This Daddy is already twenty-seven years old, yet he is still a stripper! Would a reliable person become a stripper?" Susan rolled her eyes in fury. Naomi started to worry.

She groans and trembles, grabbing desperately at the fucking sheet. "Fuck, Rae. God, you're such a fucking slut." I grunt through clenched teeth, unable to conceal the vile, sadistic side of myself that I try to keep hidden. "Mhmyeah... I...I'm your... I'm your...slut." She manages to speak in between thrusts while still clutching the sheet for dear life. I still can't get Harley out of my fucking head as my cock prods her tight, slippery asshole. Rae is hit with brutal, vicious blows that cause her muscles to tighten up around my cock as I slam into her, wishing she were someone else. The sounds of her grating groans are finally drowned out by the city noise, which roars in through the open

He’s in a white singlet and shorts. “Fuck me, daddy.” I vomit my heavy desire, caring less if I sound crazy. “Jeez.” He pulls backward, prepping on his elbows. “No. Jeez— No.” He stammers. “I’m your dad…” “Stepdad.” I correct him like the whiny whore I am. “It's the same thing.” I don't argue. Jumping on the slut train, I grab the hem of my nightie and pull it off, leaving me naked on my knees, with my big ripe breasts bouncing with every move.