Erotic Daddy Stories Novels & Stories

Indeed, no one can compare a Daddy's love. His lips that would lavish my poor lips. The armpits of him that drives me crazy as soon as my tongue tasted it. The way his cock spots my g-spot and roamed my hole along with the veins of his that sents tickle inside me. I can't get enough of him. "Oh, gee!" I could feel the sensation on the tip of my manhood. With quivering body and a hand at a fast pace as I jerk me off made my toes curl. "Fuck me, Daddy! Put your cock inside me," I erotically said.

I scramble to obey, bracing myself on trembling arms, my skirt clustered around my waist, my legs parted and I can barely breathe, barely think, but I know this is what I’ve wanted all along. His hand slides down my spine, slow and reverent. “Look at you. Bent over for me like a good little girl.” Then he slaps my ass hard, so hard. I cry out, a mix of pain and pleasure flooding me. Before I can recover, he’s lining himself up and thrusting inside in one hard, deep stroke that steals the breath from my lungs. “Oh God! Grant!” “Call me Daddy,” he snarls, gripping my hips like he’s afraid I will vanish.

A bouncy booty dance before sex often made him come faster. Seth gave her credit cards and let her roam freely during the day. Keeping her happy was a priority, but he didn’t know much about how to do it in the bedroom, nor did he have the equipment. Eva used her cards and allowance to buy dildos and vibrators to use secretly while Seth was occupied with his online business. She hid them around the house. Over time, she collected bigger models—a large, veiny black one, a purple one large enough to fight off a burglar.

" He mumbles softly between his rapid breathing and i just continue all the way south to that impressive V! I open his zipper and stick my tongue inside while grabbing his ass with both my hands pushing him closer to my mouth and he moans softly arching his back. "Sweetheart......wait let's go.....to the bed....more confort..." So he pushes me backwards while i lick my lips tasting his saltiness and musk scent on my tongue.....so erotic! Within minutes we are both naked and I take his hand and tell him to sit on the edge of the bed Which he does. I push his legs apart and sit on my knees and then push his back all the way on the sheets so he's lying on the bed. "Now let me enjoy you Professo

“This sweet little cunt feels so good wrapped so tight around Daddy’s big cock. Milk it for me, honey. Milk Daddy’s cock with that little pussy. Show me what a greedy girl you are and milk every drop of my hot cum right out of my balls.” I shudder in forbidden pleasure, rocking against him and crying out as we crash together again and again. I can feel myself falling already, the feel of his rippling muscles against me and his big hands holding me sending me reeling. His heavy, cum-filled balls slap my ass with every thrust, and my nipples graze over his chest. The world starts to blur around me, and when our lips crash together and his thickness slides so deep inside of me, and when my clit

Sophie cried out, gripping the sheets. “Fuck—Daddy, it’s so much—” “You can take it,” he growled, starting a deep, rolling rhythm. One hand fisted her hair, the other reached around to rub her clit. “This weekend I’m going to ruin every hole. Fill you until you forget what it feels like to be empty.” The daddy/little dynamic deepened with every thrust. He made her call him Daddy with every stroke, praising her prettiness, her obedience, how perfectly her body gripped him.

Blurb. Daddy’s Dirty Secrets is a collection of stories where temptation never knocks—it walks straight in. Every tale explores the thrill of forbidden attraction, dangerous choices, hidden affairs, and desires too powerful to ignore. Here, love isn’t always innocent, heroes aren’t always good, and the lines between right and wrong blur with every stolen moment. Whether it’s a ruthless billionaire guarding more than his fortune, a mafia king with a dangerous obsession, an alpha who refuses to let go, or strangers whose lives collide at exactly the wrong time, every story offers a new escape into a world where passion and consequences go hand in hand. No two stories are alike, but th

Being worshiped and pleasured by three sexy as hell men. After sucking my sensitive and throbbing clit, Ethan held my head and turned it to his side of the bed before slipping his own throbbing cock into my mouth. He was perhaps the most vocal of all the men on this night, as he peppered me with dirty words and erotic questions. Asking me if I was a slut and if I liked being used as a whore, strangely enough I found this degrading talk aroused me further, and I played along with him answering every question and degrading thing he had to say.

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

I moaned needy, walls clenching greedy around his thickness as he started slow thrusts, deep and teasing, edging me perfect. "Feel Daddy's big cock?" he whispered filthy in my ear, thrusting slow but punishing deep, hand choking tighter light. "Stretching this little pussy wide, making you drip for more. My dirty baby girl, waking up needy for Daddy's cum." "Daddy, please," I begged, grinding back slow, pussy fluttering on the edge already from his slow edging, his choke making me throb wild. "Faster... gonna cum!" "No," he growled dominant, slowing even more, thrusting teasing shallow, edging me cruel. "Hold it, slut."