Daddys Slut Stories Novels & Stories

“Your greedy cunt’s getting fucked by that plug, your ass too, and now your mouth’s full of Daddy’s cock. You’re such a perfect little slut, Laura.” I tried to speak but my words muffled and garbled around his thickness. “Daddy, I—mmm—can’t, please!” Tears dripped onto his shaft, my body jerking as the plugs drove harder. “You can,” he snapped, thrusting a little deeper, making me gag softly. "You can fucking take everything"

I felt every spurt — warm, claiming — filling me until it leaked out around his cock and ran down my ass onto the couch. He pulled out slowly, his come leaking out of me in thick white streams. Lila leaned down and licked it up, her tongue sliding through my folds, tasting both of us mixed together. The sight made my pussy clench again. We collapsed together on the couch, bodies slick with sweat, the three of us tangled in a sweaty, satisfied pile. My best friend’s father and mother had just ruined me in their own living room while she was out with friends. The guilt was there, but so was the addiction.

"You're expecting the mother of your unborn twins to use her brain to answer your question while she's relaxing on daddy's chest and their other daddy is doing stuff to her feet that felt like she's on cloud nine?" Both men chuckled and I know one of them pulled up the divider so that we'd have more privacy and the twins' daddies did not disappoint when they give me toes curling kisses and one of them slipped a hand under the slit of my dress and pleasure me until I climaxed minutes before we arrived at our apartment building. "You know what other point would be a great consideration in buying a house?" "Tell me, wifey?" Grady whispered sexily while he puts my heels back on.

“This pussy, this body, this pretty little mouth that moans my name — all mine. And I’m going to remind you every single day. In private, I’m going to ravage you just like this. Fuck you until you can’t think straight. Until you’re begging for my cock like the good little slut you are for Daddy.” His words sent heat flooding through me, and I moaned his name again, my pussy clenching tight around his cock. I could feel another orgasm building fast, the pressure in my belly growing with every deep thrust. My wetness was everywhere — dripping down my ass, coating his cock, making the kitchen counter slick beneath me. “Please, Daddy,” I begged, voice breaking as he pounded into me. “Please make

I never had been. With the kind of family I came from, I was just lucky to be halfway functional, not locked up or six feet under like half the kids I grew up with. My mother—God, where do I even start with her? My mother was a stripper. She got pregnant by a rich man and somehow managed to get him to marry her. Talk about luck, right? He actually married her, probably to avoid the scandal or whatever bullshit. Yet, she still tell that story like it was a fairytale, like she hadn’t clawed her way into his life with glitter and desperation and a body she knew how to sell.

“Tell me what you need. We’ll figure something out.” Lia shook her head helplessly. “I’ve been so careful, Dina. I haven’t posted a single picture of Leo since he was born. I don’t even take photos on my own phone. How did one stranger manage to undo everything in five seconds?” “It wasn’t your fault,” Dina said softly. But the truth sat heavy between them. The world moved fast. Information moved faster. And Damien Hale? He was faster than all of it. Dina hesitated before speaking again. “Lia… you know he might see the photo, right?”

"Aaah... daddy... daddy... daddy..." I called all three of them. I don't know who was first, I don't care. They were all my daddies. I sped up my finger movements. "Aaaah... aaaah... I'm about to..." I imagined Sebastian speeding up. I imagined Adrian going deeper. I imagined Leon getting up from the sofa, walking closer, then... "Aaahhh! DADDY!" I orgasmed on the cold bathroom floor, with the faucet water still running uselessly.

I obeyed, spreading my legs wide open, letting him see my pink, shivering pussy. “That's it, baby girl.” He whispered again, right before his two fingers found their way to my entrance, poking for a split second before he thrust into me. I yelled out, my nerves raging with pleasure. He lowered his head slightly and took my nipple in his mouth, biting me hard enough to make me scream. “Daddy!” My neck snapped back, and he pulled away, flashing me a deadly grin that should have scared me but ended up turning me on. His fingers curled inside me, and he moved them in and out with a steady pace. My ragged breathing filled the air, mixing with the slurpy, wet sounds of his fingers sliding in and o

She would rather suck on his dick though; she liked his big meat in her mouth. “Shit,” Jackson groaned, and slapped Anna’s puffy cheeks. “Oh, so you’ve learned how to be a slut already, uh?” he muttered as he inserted his fingers in her pussy again. And there he had been, wondering why he was hearing girls moaning on the facetime. Jacob must have brought sluts over to tutor her. “What else did you learn today, little whore? Mind showing Daddy?” Jackson asked in a deep, dangerous voice. Blinking her eyes in surprise, Anna didn’t know that she would be caught so easily, and she flushed straight to her ears.

A maid spread me with her fingers, pouring oil into my pussy, before slapping me there, over and over. 00:12:18. They even went as far as bringing out ice cubes and dragging it on my nipples before dragging it again on my clit shocking me at how unnecessarily creative and cruel these people were. I sobbed, my nails clawing at the straps, my legs shaking so hard I felt like I was going to pass out. 00:01:52. “Please—please—” My voice was almost unrecognizable. Never in my life did I think I’d beg so much for mercy. It wasn’t even for my life to be spared, it was so I could cum.