Dream Daddy Dadsona Novels & Stories

one regular typed. But I only had eyes for him. DaddyD. The username that had been tipping me stupid money for the last three months. Tonight he’d already dropped two grand, and the private show had barely started. My fingers trembled as I typed back, voice soft and breathy for the camera. “You like what you see, Daddy?” His reply popped up instantly, bold and commanding like always: DaddyD: I want you to ride that pillow like it’s my cock. Slow. Show me how desperate you’d get for me.

That one line must have cut him to the core. Under his pillow he'd been secretly keeping a newspaper clipping of Adrian. He'd always known Adrian was his father. Through all those painful nights after he got sick, he'd fall asleep in my arms and dream his daddy had come home. He said the daddy in his dreams missed Damian so much. Just like Damian missed his daddy, always crying about it in secret. He said his daddy wasn't going to leave anymore, and wouldn't let Mommy work so hard at the underground bar ever again.

“Uncle Rafe’s using your mouth. Uncle Dex is using your cunt. And Daddy’s going to use what’s left.” He dropped to the sofa, one hand on my clit, rubbing slow circles in my own juice, the other slick with it, pushing a finger into my ass. I jolted with my mouth full of Rafe, my pussy full of Dex, and Daddy’s finger stretching me, curling just enough to make me whimper. “Say the names,” Damian ordered, curling his finger, the digit sinking to the knuckle. “All of them. Or I stop.” I pulled off Rafe’s cock just enough to cry, spit was stringing to the head, “Daddy… Uncle Dex… Uncle Rafe… I’m yours, all of you, please don’t stop—”

“Fuck me, Daddy." “Good girl.” He brought my legs up his shoulders and then went harder, he pounded me so fucking hard that at first I moved sideways as my cum got hotter, it wanted to be released but daddy asked me to wait for him. “Oh fuck. I'm close," he groaned, going on until finally he slowed down and there I felt a liquid rush into me, and that made me release my own.

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.

“What do you think I'm trying to do, daddy?” “Daddy?” She was definitely trying to make me go crazy right now. “Sirena…” “I love how you say my name. It sounds like a prayer. Like a plea.” He was her father's best friend. Her forbidden night. And the biggest lie of her life. Maria has just landed her dream promotion which was supposed to be the start of everything she has worked for. Heartbroken and humiliated by a devastating betrayal, she seeks comfort in the arms of a stranger for just one reckless night, only for him to reappear the next day as her father's best friend and shockingly as her company’s CEO. Petyr is older, powerful and everything Maria should run from but fate k

I kept my hands on Daddy's chest as I quickly bounced on top of him. His big c0ck is pierced in my center, and I ride him like a cowgirl. He squeezed my breasts and played with my n1pples. Daddy and I returned home earlier and found that Mommy was not there. We don't know where she went. Her things are still here. So we're making the most of it today while she's gone. Then I have school, and he will start his long shift at the hospital tomorrow.

Isabella managed to mutter in between her moans. “Yes, babygirl. Cum. Cum for daddy. Fill your daddy’s mouth with your sweet cum.” His muffled voice came and his movement became more ferocious and within seconds she came, filling his mouth wholly. He drank her each and every drop of cum and finally hovered her, aligning his dick on her hole. “Ready to be filled by daddy again, babygirl?” “Ye… Yes, daddy.” Isabella replied, breathing heavily.

"That's all right, dear. Daddy is tired. Let him rest. You can do it tomorrow, hmm?" "I don't want to," argued the stubborn Farel. "I had a dream that Daddy was bitten by a snake." "It was just a dream, dear. That's it. Go back to sleep," Lily persuaded, still trying. Until the creaking sound of the door diverted the attention of the two mothers and children. Suddenly, Farel's face, which had been crumpled and sour, became very cheerful. "Dad!" Gone was the sleepiness that had been in his eyes. Keenan's son quickly pulled back the blanket and slammed straight into the burly body in front of him.

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.