Father Day Stories Novels & Stories

She must have really loved him a lot, considering the fact that she did not marry anyone after my father, Chasity thought to herself. “One of the worst days ever, is Father’s day,” I continued on, with my eyes nearly tearing up. “Chasity,” said Joe, as he grabbed my hand in comfort. “It hurts every year seeing kids out with their fathers, or when the teacher would have us make a ‘father’s day’ card in class to give to our fathers,” I said, with my voice nearly choking. He pulled me closer and put his arms around me. Rubbing my left arm up and down with comfort.

Jay thought I was joking about that. We spent the entire day with Dad watching a new romance series his employee recommended, and eating snacks. It was a wholesome day that reminded me of the time I joined this family. I had so much fun curling up to Dad's side and hearing his deep-throated laughter. I felt like a kid once more, seeking his dad's warmth. We might not be related by Blood, but that didn't mean I don't fucking love that man to the moon and back.

CHAPTER 152 Father’s Day “Today is Father’s Day,” John whispered, his nose still bleeding, his eyes darting nervously around the schoolyard. Lydia’s stomach dropped. She stared at him, not understanding at first. “What?” “Everyone’s bringing their dads. There’s games… speeches… food.” John’s voice trailed off. “Don’t you know?” Her throat tightened. She hadn’t known. No one told her. Her hands balled into fists as she looked around. Children clung to their fathers, laughing, playing. Some were lifted high in the air. Others clutched packed lunches made by both parents.

Ford paused, Rome raised his head and met his father's watery eyes before mumbling, "And?" "And it seems like there was no hope for us. So, David betrayed our father and mother and stole a large sum of money. Then he ran out of the country, leaving me to face the disaster. Father had a heart attack when he found out and died because of that." Mr. Ford said, struggling against his emotions. Then he took a napkin out of the box and blew his nose in it before continuing, "Mother couldn't take the heartbreak of losing father, and she ended her suffering. So, it was just me, in this big bad world with debts and no power."

It's pretty annoying. "As I was saying, Lucas, one of my friend's sons who just came back from the United States, shows interest in you. I've scheduled a day where you will be going on a date with him. You both have to get together and make sure you break up with your useless boyfriend. Lucas is from a well-to-do family. If you both relationship works out and you end up getting married, it won't only lift our financial status but also strengthen the friendship between the two families." My father explained and I got so maddened by his words.

Dad and I started discussing various topics, from our day's experiences to the latest news. Dad began, "So, how was school today, sweetheart?" I toyed with my food, my thoughts wandering. "Well, Dad, it was quite a day. A lot happened." His eyes reflected a genuine curiosity as he set down his fork. "Tell me about it. You know I'm always here to listen." I took a deep breath and began recounting the day's events, starting with the surprising appearance of Mr. Han and the unexpected test. Our conversation flowed naturally as I shared my experiences and feelings, and Dad offered advice and understanding along the way.

Uncle Joseph spent some time that morning telling me stories about their lives. I've learned that they also rely on farming for their living, and one of his greatest sources of pride is the fact that they picked and ground the coffee he gave me. They lead a straightforward life. The only reason I could listen to him tell stories is because he makes me think of my father. We used to sit in a field and tell each other tales while laughing. We were just having fun at that point, so I never once considered losing him. I also never considered that he may genuinely be a werewolf as has been rumoured.

My chest feels like I’ve been hit with a soccer ball. "I’m not a street, I'm a person. My mummy is a CEO too." I look at his big suit. "I just wanted to ask... if you can come to my school tomorrow? For the Father’s Day breakfast? I told my friends my daddy is an important person, and he’s very busy, but if you come... they’ll see I wasn't lying." The man starts to laugh. It isn't a nice laugh like Uncle Tim’s. It is very loud and that's scary. Some guards at the door look over.

Disgust. "You disgust me," my father said to me. "You spread your legs for him? For my best friend? In this house?" I flinched as the words cut deeper than anything Dominic had ever done. My father turned back to Dominic. His finger pointed at Dominic's chest. "You think you've won? You think you can take my daughter and I'll just walk away?" My father's voice was shaking with rage. Dominic didn't step back. His hand moved faster than I could track.

He slammed back inside me from behind, one hand fisting my hair, the other spanking my ass hard. I came again, screaming as my pussy clenched around his thick cock. Uncle Rajesh kept fucking me without mercy. He pulled my hair, spanked me, and whispered dirty things in my ear until he finally groaned loudly and came deep inside me, filling my pussy with hot, thick cum. He stayed inside me for a long time, breathing heavily against my neck. Then he kissed my shoulder softly and whispered, “This is only the first night, beta. Your father will be gone for many days… and I am going to fuck you every single night until you can’t walk properly.”