Dirty Daddy Stories Novels & Stories

"Oh God, yes... harder." I obliged, sucking deeper, drawing whimpers from her throat. Switched to the other, lavishing it with wet pulls, her body trembling. "You taste like sin," I said against her skin, voice rough. Emmy tugged at my shirt. "Your turn. Fair's fair." I stripped it off, letting her hands roam my chest, tattoos snaking over muscles honed from stage life. She traced the ink, eyes wide. "These stories... tell me one."

He fucked her hard, one hand spanking her ass red. John moved in front of her and fed her his cock. “Suck Daddy clean. Taste your own pussy juice.” She did, licking and sucking him eagerly. Luke lay beside them, reaching under her to rub her swollen clit while James railed her. “You’re such a dirty little cumslut,” Luke whispered, slapping her clit lightly. “Three older men using you like this. You love it, don’t you?” Precious moaned loudly around John’s cock. “Yes, Daddy… I love it.”

Marcus choked her from behind while Damien rubbed her clit fast and rough. “Such a perfect little cum dump,” Marcus groaned in her ear. “Taking two Daddy cocks at the same time. You were made for this.” She came violently, squirting all over Marcus’s lap and the rug, body shaking uncontrollably. They kept thrusting through it, harder, filthier. “Again,” Damien demanded, slapping her clit. “Come like the dirty girl you are.” Jenna screamed and squirted a second time, tears running down her flushed cheeks.

"That's a good thing, right? Intense is sexy." "Tash, something happened," I said, my voice barely a whisper. And then, the whole story came pouring out of me. The locked drawer, the journal, getting caught, the blackmail, the deal. I left out no detail. I told her everything—my fear, my shame, and my sick, twisted arousal. When I was finished, the room was silent. Tasha just stared at me, her mouth slightly agape, her eyes wide with shock. "Holy shit," she finally breathed out. "Holy. Fucking. Shit, Elara."

“Your home? After what you did today? You don’t deserve to breathe the same air as us. Dira’s face is all over the internet because of you!” “I didn’t do anything!” My voice cracked with desperation. Tension coiled in my chest, tight enough to snap. “It was staged! Someone is blackmailing—” “Save the lies,” the tall guy cut me off, shoving past me to grab a framed photo of me and Clyde from the shelf. He smashed it against the wall. Glass shattered. “We saw the livestream. You were dragging her, making her beg. Pathetic.” Another intruder—a stocky boy in a varsity jacket—knocked over a chair, then yanked open drawers, scattering papers and Clyde’s school notes across the floor. “This is what

Alex's POV Another useless idle day spent in a boring office full of paperwork and awful bosses who treat me like trash. I was far too annoyed, far too stressed, as I began searching BDSM clubs, submission, and someone else taking control of your life. Somehow it sounded wild yet tugged something within me. The Vault was the name that kept popping up. That was the secret spot where real Doms played rough.

“Harder. Don't stop.” Hans leaned downward and helped Devon suck my other nipple. Devon pulled away from him and Hans's finger twisted the wet nipples he had abandoned. I arched into him, my fingers fisting as I offered my ass to Mitch even more, spreading my legs wider. His balls slapped against my ass, wet and obscene. The sounds echoed off the basement walls, slapping skin, wet mouths, groans, and my own broken whimpers. “Now we're gonna fuck you one after the other. We're gonna make the sweet cunt of yours drip all over our dicks and we're gonna suck you dry. Hope you're ready for that.”

Chapter – 0009 Elena POV The scandal exploded like a bomb. By morning, every news channel, gossip site, and stock ticker carried the same headline: “BILLIONAIRE DAMIEN VALE'S FILTHY AFFAIR WITH SECRET MISTRESS – MERGER AND WEDDING IN RUINS.” Clips of us fucking in the hallway played on repeat. My face twisted in orgasm. Damien’s hand buried between my thighs. His voice growling filthy things. The leaked audio made it even worse. “My dirty little secret. This cunt is mine.” My moans were impossible to mistake.

I’m alone in their massive house, horny and determined to make Damien lose control tonight. I start looking through their media room for something to watch… and I hit the jackpot. A hidden folder on their TV called “Private.” Inside are dozens of high-quality p**n videos — rough sex, cheating husbands, babysitter fantasies, creampies, degradation. Exactly my kind. My pussy throbs instantly. I put on one of the filthiest ones — a young babysitter getting brutally fucked by the married dad while his wife sleeps upstairs. The girl on screen is moaning like a whore, getting her pussy pounded mercilessly.