Erotic Daddy Stories Novels & Stories

I sat back on my heels and lifted my breasts up with my hands. "Oh, yes." He started stroking his dick quickly, the very tip brushing against my nipples. "Tell me you want me to come on you." I loved his dirty words, but saying them out loud felt a little strange. "Tell me to put my cream all over your sexy tits." I took a deep breath. "Come on me! Alpha daddy!" He groaned loudly, stroking faster and faster. I watched, completely focused on the way he touched himself. It was mostly short, quick strokes right around the tip.

He slaps my pussy and drags out in a rough rub. “Ohhh…” I groan, leaning on the glass for support. “You like when daddy touches your pussy, huh?” He presses himself to me, dick poking my spine, hand finds my opened slutty pussy dripping wet. “Use your words like a whore, Berry.” He slaps and squashes, flicking off the last drop of my squirt. “Yes, daddy!” I beat the glass, shaky. Pussy pumps, thick from the torture. “Louder, Berry.” He finds my clit and pulls like he’s plucking a fruit.

I was ready to lose my virginity to the Devil, to this ethereal beast I have been calling daddy since I was a young child. I held onto his strong thighs, they were like pure, taut muscle beneath my palms, just as strong and as muscular but, not as tubular as the muscle wedged between my thighs. I did not want to display any form of disobedience, but I could not resist the desire to get a real feel of his erected dick, I pushed my thighs closer and applied more pressure to get a better feel of the muscle. No words were said, I simply continued to slowly bring my thighs together and enclose his dick, he did not stop me, we both knew what we were doing and what we wanted. By doing so, I provok

My husband asked him to stay with us so they could work on a new house and it would be ready in three months. Three months was the only time he had to spend here before he moved out. I slid the dildo out and slide in inside again and started to fuck myself gently before I increased the pacing. Sweat dropped all over my body. I released on the bed and my leg shivered uncontrollably. I quickly unlocked my phone and went to a p**n site to watch. My pussy throbed as I watched, making me fuck myself harder. I removed the dildo and started to finger myself. I turned to lay properly when I found my father in law at the door watching my wet, soaked pussy.

My whole body shuddered hard as I came and I panted as the edge wore off faster than I’d like. After a few seconds passed, I focused on my laptop again. Now, the man— named Adonis, was fucking into the girl hard from behind, all his inches fucking into her little pussy, and she was moaning loudly, shaking hard and calling him daddy over and over again. This was always my best part, when the girls he fucks calls him daddy.

He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.

he growled, his voice dark, possessive. “Mr. James…” “Call me Daddy,” he cut in, his thrusts pounding harder, making her toes curl. Lexie’s cry echoed through the hallway. Her body betrayed her, hips rolling, pussy clenching around him. She came undone with a loud moan, shaking in his arms. He groaned, shoving deeper, filling her with every inch until he spilled inside her, his growl vibrating against her skin.

I came across many good people and was living great. I started working at a nightclub in order to gain that spiritual contact with humans. I never shared intimacy as my every customer faded by my touch, but he was satisfied. Why? We vampires have supernatural abilities to calm and release stress through our touch only. I was known as "the queen" in that night club. Everything was going fine until that night came.

Something genuine. "You really think you can handle that kind of responsibility?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest. "Being a Daddy isn't exactly easy, you know. It isn't just about power or control. It's about taking care of someone else, ensuring they're safe and trust you. You can punish them when you get upset like with your slaves." Dom didn't hesitate. "We know. That's why we want to start with Mag. We thought maybe we could make him our slave, show you we're serious. Help you show him what he needs to see before turning him back into the world?"

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