Novel & Cerita Daddys Slut Stories

Dotty chastised her. “Oh, he probably can’t hear us. He’s probably listening to music,” Mrs. McClintock replied crossly. “I just can’t take it Dotty. First, it was swallowing his cum, then it turned to slide his cock between my tits. Eventually, he had me massaging his dick with my feet. What the fuck!Now he wants to stick it up to my ass – what happened to good old straightforward sex?” “Maybe he’s having a midlife crisis, Prue,” Dotty answered in a low voice. “And besides, Prue, I think it’s a good time to spice up your sex life. You wouldn’t want him looking at other women.”

The first time we fucked, daddy was there the whole time, but then I got more comfortable with the lesbian sex and daddy made three movies with her and me. Two years after I became daddy's slut we were at the mall. I was wearing one of the skimpy slut outfits that daddy loved to see me in and we were laughing as we walked along. I'd only just told daddy the day before that I was pregnant and we were delirious with happiness. Daddy had his hand on my ass as we were looking through the lingerie shop window when a woman walked up to us with contempt in her eyes. "I see you still like them young, Kurt" she spat at daddy. "This slut is young enough to be your daughter."

My nipples were rock hard and my pussy was dripping, I wanted him to use my mouth harder. He suddenly pulled me off his cock with a wet pop. Before I could complain, he slid two thick fingers deep into my pussy, curling them right against my spot. I gasped, mouth still open, spit connecting my lips to his cock. “Not done with you yet,” he growled. “Daddy’s gonna make this sloppy cunt cum first.” His fingers pumped fast, thumb rubbing my swollen clit. I was shaking already, moaning loud, hips rocking desperately on his hand while I kept stroking his cock with my fist.

Chapter 25 - Addicted to the slut's pussy Shawn's POV With a grunt, I collapse beside the sexy slut I hired. "You're so good to me master", she says, still bent over as my sperm slides down her side through the small folds in her belly to the bed. Of course I'm good to her. She's been good to me too, but I am not about to let her know that after 6years of staying chaste, she is the one I gave my virginity to.

Obviously, she could feel them. The stranger was not in bed when she woke. Isabella also checked the bathroom to be sure, but she couldn't find him. It seemed he vanished after last night. Her heart skipped when she recalled the stories she heard from women at the factory where she worked. The one-night stand and how they never knew who the father of their children was. She was sure of not getting pregnant because her husband once told her she was barren and the reason why they couldn't have children. However, Isabella wanted to know the man she spent the night with.

she cried out “Yes, yes. I'm daddy's little fucking slut!” This went on for several minutes before she shouted several times ”fuck me daddy, fuck me harder!” I could tell that my husband was ready to cum. He was pushing his hips up harder and harder every time she came done. I told him “That little pussy is yours. Cum in her and be the first to cum in your daughter's pussy”

The sharp slap of skin against skin mixed with the wet, choked sounds filling the room, echoing around us. “Take it, little wolf,” I grunted, my grip tightening on her head as the tip slammed against the back of her throat with every thrust, making her eyes squeeze shut as tears spilled down her cheeks. Whether from pain or from the sheer intensity of it, I didn’t know but I didn’t care. Not now. I just kept driving into her mouth, deeper, harder. “Take it all,” I growled. “You love it, don’t you? You love taking Daddy’s cock like a desperate little slut. You want his cum too, don’t you? You want to get used… to get fucked the way you were meant to, don’t you?”

"Shit, that's... that's a lot." "I know it's a lot. I don't know what to do, Maya. I have nothing. I can't help her. I'm so fucked." "There's... there's a way. But you have to be serious about it." Something in her voice made me sit up straighter. "What way?" I asked. "There's this party. Underground. Exclusive. Rich guys. They bid on women for... companionship. One night, they paid big money. I'm talking serious money. Some girls make ten, fifteen grand in one night."

He watched my face the entire time, those grey eyes missing nothing. "Does your daddy know what a good little slut you are?" he asked conversationally, like he wasn't balls-deep inside me. "Does he know his innocent daughter takes four cocks every Friday night?" "No," I sobbed. "He doesn't know—" "That's right. This is our secret. Our dirty little secret." His pace increased. "Come for me, Ashlynn. Come on Daddy's cock." I did, my pussy clenching around him as pleasure crashed through me again.

"Well, it's kind of a sad story. His mom dropped him off with his dad and grandma when he was 2. He wasn't in good shape. No one knows what she put him through. Then his grandmother was a hateful woman. She'd beat him when his dad wasn't around. Which was a lot because his dad was a truck driver. Then his first girlfriend stabbed him in the back because she was jealous. He looked at other girls. And I mean really stabbed him with a knife. Barely missed his spine." Dax explained.