Erotica Daddy Novels & Stories

“Like this, Daddies?” The tips ping in a steady rhythm. I am wet already, slick shining on my inner thighs, the vibrator humming against my clit in delicious torture. I have edged myself twice tonight, chasing the high without tipping over. The longer I stay desperate, the more they pay. Then the big notification flashes across the screen in bold gold. BigDaddyV has tipped $5,000. The chat freezes for half a second before it explodes. HOLY FUCK MARRY HIM QUEEN SHIT

I ask as I rub my hard length against the crack of his ass. "I want you to fuck me... hard... please daddy." I can't suppress the huge grin that covers my face when I hear that word come from his mouth. I never thought being called daddy would arouse me so much but my god did that work wonders on me. I quickly lean over to the night stand and grab a condom and a bottle of lube. I was planning on taking it slow again as this is only our second time together but the little bastard is playing with fire and deserves to be burned.

she gasped. Eric shook his head. "I still can't believe this is happening," he muttered. He looked down at her perfect little teenage butt working his thick shaft in and out. It felt incredible, but he had already come inside her twice. His next orgasm would be a long time coming. For Cindy it just reinforced what a sex god her father was. That massive cock filled her horny asshole perfectly and at that angle it sent tremors through her sensitive pussy and made her come explosively again and again. She wore herself out and shuddered when she finally slid forward and clutched the coffee table for support.

Her long-awaited permission came in a husky and thicky voice that propelled her orgasm. "Arghh daddy.. thank you, daddy, Thank you." Nuella back arched more, her toes curled as she began to cum, her body writhing and spamming uncontrollably, her teeth biting against her inner lips as she reminded a good girl, keeping her heavily hazy eyes on his as he had commanded. "Good girl. Daddy loves how you cum beautiful. Keep cumming." He urged plumping his hands in and out of her pussy, her body quivering underneath him.

“Please—please, Daddy, fill me. I want your cum so bad. I want him to see you breed me—please pump me full while he watches—” Victor’s voice came through the phone, dark and thick with approval. “She’s close, son. Look at her trembling like that. Give it to her hard. Let me watch her come on your cock like the perfect little fucktoy she is.” Dante reached around and rubbed my swollen, sensitive clit in fast, firm circles while he railed me mercilessly, his cock driving so deep I swore I could feel him in my throat. “Come for us, baby girl. Come on Daddy’s cock while my father watches. Let him hear how pretty you sound when you fall apart. Scream for us.”

My cock was already half hard, reacting to the attention, to the money. Then a notification popped up. It was so big it filled half my screen. A private session request. From Daddy69. The amount made my heart stop. Ten thousand dollars. Under it, a message. "Private now. I want You To Call me Daddy. You'll not be coming until I say."

Watching her was his obsession, plain and simple. Teresa, the young woman the world thought was his daughter, stood under the hot spray, her lithe, twenty two year old body glistening with water. Her long, dark hair clung to her olive skin, cascading down her back like a waterfall. She leaned against the tiled wall, one hand braced for support while her other hand dipped between her thighs. Her fingers circled her swollen clit slowly at first, then faster, her full breasts heaving with each breath. "Daddy, oh God, Don Moretti, please. I need your dick so badly. God daddy, I'm so fucked up. Your little girl wants your dick wrecking this pussy," she moaned, her voice echoing off the walls, cap

“If anyone hears you, I’ll stop.” Tola tried to hold back her moans, but it was impossible. His fingers were thick and skilled, stretching her perfectly. He reached around with his other hand and rubbed her swollen clit in fast circles. “Call me Daddy while you cum,” he ordered, voice rough behind the mask. His eyes burned into her through the mirror on the wall. “Daddy… oh fuck, Daddy!” Tola cried as her orgasm hit hard. Her pussy clenched around his fingers, juices dripping down her thighs. She shook violently, legs almost giving out.

Daddy had booked a private couple’s treatment room. Once the masseuse left us alone after setting up, Daddy smiled with dark satisfaction. “Lie down on the massage table, babygirl. On your stomach first.” I obeyed, lying face down. Daddy immediately turned the vibrator higher. The professional masseuse returned and began working on my back and shoulders. As her skilled hands moved over my body, Daddy controlled the toys remotely. He changed the patterns on the plug slow, deep pulses, then sudden sharp vibrations — while the vibrator hummed steadily against my G-spot.

“Spreading your legs so eagerly after crying about that party. Crying for my attention, then begging for my cock like a needy whore. You love this, don’t you? Love being Daddy’s secret little fucktoy.” His dirty words sent a fresh wave of heat rushing through me. I nodded frantically, biting my lip as another soft moan slipped out. “I do… I love it. Please, Daddy. I need you inside me.” Marcus leaned forward, pressing the thick head of his cock against my slick, loosened hole. He rubbed it up and down teasingly, coating himself in the mess he’d made with his tongue. “You’re still so wet from my mouth. Greedy hole just swallowing everything I give it. Been stretched all day by that plug and s