Erotic Daddy Stories Novels & Stories

And it’s been a week since we had a conversation and he never treated me like he normally would. If anything, we were now closer to one another. We would spend nights in each other's room, talking or having sex. Now Duncan wasn’t holding back because of the respect he had for my dad or anything. I got to see him in his real form. And I got to understand why he was always asking me if I knew what I was asking for. Duncan was a beast! A savage beast! Whenever he was having sex, he loved being dominant, I thought I loved dominant guys but he was on a whole new level.

He didn't pick up his things, he just headed for his bathroom, the office had a bathroom, that's what mansions do, leaving me there, feeling like a used up slut. I was smiling, licking my fingers, and giggling as finally I tasted Daddy's cock, and it was just as I had imagined, but even better. Mom has to forgive me because now I won't be cumming to videos; I'll be cumming to his cock. *** •Author's Note• There's a full still ongoing book of Gerald and Zoe's story; it's titled ‘FUCK ME, DADDY’ erotica but with a thicker plot. You can add it up and follow their story. Oh, and vote, my people. Vote!

“Fuck, you sound so dirty. Say it again.” She looked up into his eyes. “I am your cheap slut, Daddy.” He shoved the head between her lips, and she gagged slightly at the size but pressed forward, wrapping her mouth around him. The heat of her tongue hit him at once, and he let out a deep groan. “Fuck yes,” he growled. “That’s it. Take it. Take what you deserve.” Stacey moaned around his dick as she gripped his thighs for balance. She moved her head slowly at first, sucking, her tongue circling under the head. Her cheeks hollowed as she pulled him deeper.

“Come on daddy's dick!” Daddy grabs the edge of the sink, crushing me against it as he power thrusts into me. The sound of his hips slamming against mine is almost deafening, the fury of his strokes bruising my ass and thighs. But daddy gets everything he wants out of me. Total control, total submission, punishment, my orgasm, and his own orgasm. His thrusts come so fast and hard he's not even breathing, instead selling his entire body to ensure he finishes his job.

This man wasn't giving me chance to catch my breath, and I was feeling drowned by his powerful touches —he's amazing just like his son! "Yes, daddy!" I gasped sharply when he slash the kiss, and we both gazed at each other piercingly. Mr. Reagan's traveled to my thighs and he slipped into my pant, he flicked his fingers as he sorted for my pussy. Before I could say a word; he thrust his two strong fingers into my pussy. "Ow!" I moaned, my hands settling on his broad shoulders as he molested my pussy. Causing a series of emotions mixed with sensation to flush through my veins, the adrenaline was too much!

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

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.

We stayed joined against the counter until our breathing slowed, and then he eased out, and the warm slide of his come leaking onto the tile made my stomach tighten with filthy satisfaction. That same night, after my mother had returned and gone to bed, he came to my room again in the dark. The visit was quieter and more desperate, the risk of her waking only a few doors away making every thrust sharper. He pushed into me from behind while I stayed on my side and the slow deep strokes built until I came with my face pressed into the pillow to muffle the sounds. He filled me again and then stayed inside me until his cock softened, and only then did he ease out and leave me with the evidence o