Eat Me Daddy Novels & Stories

“Right now. I want that dripping little cunt smothering me.” I scrambled to obey, thighs shaking, heart slamming. I straddled his head, hands bracing on the headboard, and lowered myself. The first drag of his tongue through my soaked folds made my whole body jolt. “Yes Daddy,” I cried. He didn’t ease me into it. He grabbed my ass with both hands, yanked me down fully onto his mouth, and started eating my pussy like he was starving. My brain short-circuited. My body came aflame and the sounds that poured from my mouth was far from normal.

I exhaled and closed the laptop. I sipped my lukewarm coffee. “Another day, another failure,” I muttered. A show interrupted my thoughts. I looked up to see an interview with my father regarding some new innovation at Monroar Motor Corporation. A conversation at a nearby table started right. “Arggh, he’s so hot,” one girl said. “I wish he was my dad,” the other replied. “Your dad? Girl, I want him to bend me over and load me like a shot gun.”

“Please make you cum? Or please stop before your parents catch their precious daughter getting fingered in the kitchen by her uncle?” I shivered at the dirty word. He kissed my temple gently, a sharp contrast to his filthy words. “You’re coming with your mom tomorrow. That’s fine. But while you’re at that fancy kitty party smiling and pretending to be the perfect daughter… I want you to remember how my fingers felt inside you. How my foot rubbed this greedy little clit under the table while your dad asked where we went.” He pushed one finger inside me slowly, then two, curling them just right. I gasped, clutching his shirt. “Ahh- Daddy…”

he added. “Don't call him your daddy anymore. Even if he is, he should earn the title and your protection… We are not a charity organization. Do I make myself clear?” She looked from one to the other. Seeing they don't want to obey, she raised a brow, daring them to be rebellious. “Yes, Mom.” they both answered. She nodded and after a while, asked, “What happened at Mr. Walkers' party?” “Mummy, they were bullying Daddy, especially that old man!” Aiden pouted.

Am a fuckin daddy to a five year old, this is so unbelievable. Robbie dropped the rest of the papers he was holding and pulled me in for a bro hug. "I can't believe this J, the boy looks exactly like you, am so proud of you." "Robbie," I called him three times just to make sure I wasn't dreaming and his replying to all my calls is what made me believe that I wasn't dreaming. This is real, Am A DADDY! * * * Arla's Pov "Goodbye sweetheart," I kissed my son on the cheek and kissed my mom next.

I watched mesmerisingly as he pulled his briefs down, letting his cock bounce out. "Urgh" he groaned and I gulped down at the sight of his cock. Hard, veiny and with his precum. I wanted to taste that so I looked up at him and pursed my lips. "You want it? Just one suck is what you are allowed to have" "Thank you daddy" With my both hands clasped to my back, I lowered my mouth and sucked the big head of his cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue over his cock. "Aaarghh!" Daddy suddenly grabbed me and turned me back as if he lost total control.

Standing firm and unmovable, I held her arms tightly, making every attempt she made to move futile. “You really are a stubborn little thing, aren’t you?” I mocked before I continued. “But don’t try to tame me or you might regret it,” I added, and she began to sob. I was surprised by her sudden change of emotion. Does she want to make me feel guilty or what? "Please, Daddy, please let me go," Stephanie pleaded, the word unexpectedly sending a strange sensation through me. She had never called me "Daddy" before, and hearing it from her somewhat turned me on and made my dick stand out at full attention, painfully straining my pants.

The old man said and smiles at me which I find now super creepy. Fuck! Even if he gives me all his assets I still don't want to be his boy for a month. I don't need his money. Until now, I still have the black card that Luciano gave me and I can use it and spend it whenever I want. I didn't use the black card though and instead of living like a rich kid, I did a part-time job as a waiter here in La Lena Cafe. I’m trying to live my life as simple as I can be. I want to experience a normal teenager’s life. I want to spend all the money that I really worked for. I don't know but I feel an insurmountable joy and happiness at the thought that I am using my hard-earned money and it's not coming fr

“I know you will, Daddy. I love the way you love me and our family. I wouldn’t want to do life with anyone else.” “You’d better not. Now, bring that delicious ass over here. I’m going to make you come all over my tongue to make sure you know how much I mean every word that comes off it.” I grip her under her thighs, making her robe fall open, and lick my lips. “Oh, Daddy. What about dinner?” “Baby girl, I’ll take care of it as soon as I take care of you.” The End.

“From the moment I saw him, I knew he was my daddy. I can scent him. Daddy smells like white sandalwood.” At the same time, the timer of the air fryer buzzed, I switched it off and joked. “Really. Then what about me? Do I also have a special scent?” As Eddie loved tomato ketchup, I poured it on the plate with the nuggets. He dipped his little finger in it and then put it in his mouth to taste the sweetness. “Yes, mommy. You smell like flowers.” Then he sniffed me closely, confirming his doubts. “It’s lavender, soft, and elegant.”