Filthy Daddy Novels & Stories

He pulled out slow, my gaping hole farting out his cum in obscene bubbles, and flipped me over, shoving three fingers back in to plug it. “Keep it inside, baby,” he ordered, scooping the overflow and feeding it to me, painting my lips with his seed until I sucked his fingers clean, tasting us both. “Good girl. Daddy’s cum belongs in this cunt.” He cleaned me with his tongue—lapping the mess from my thighs, my ass, even sucking his own load from my stretched hole until I was trembling, oversensitive. Then he tucked me in, kissing my cum-smeared lips soft but filthy.

The one who made me push my dildo deep into my ass every night while I moaned his name. My heart pounded hard in my chest and felt my cock twitch in my pants from the shock. Alaric kept staring at me, his eyes moving over my chest and then lower, like he was remembering every filthy thing he had promised to do to me, how he would bend me over, fuck me raw on the first night, and use me until I couldn’t walk straight. This can’t be the Dom I had been dying to meet. I have known Alaric since I was a kid, and he is my dad’s closest friend but he is also the person who had made me so horny I could barely sleep for the past three weeks.

“Daddy… please…” The filthy word slipped out like a broken moan I couldn’t cage. Fuck. It felt heavy between us in the dark, thick with shame and raw desperation. My eyes flew wide open in horror the second it left my lips. Liam’s fingers froze on my swollen, cum-drenched clit, still coated in his father’s thick load. He stared down at me, his smaller cock twitching against my thigh, completely stunned. “What the fuck did you just say?”

Chelsea. Being fucked and eaten by Daddy yesterday, then waking up to the sound of my own mother screaming and moaning for his cock this morning… it was everything you’d see in high-definition p**n. Raw. Filthy. Wrong in the most addictive way possible. I lay in bed replaying it all — the way Daddy had stretched me open on his exam table, the brutal thrusts that made me see stars, the way he’d devoured my pussy like a starving man on his desk.

he growled, grabbing one roughly, pinching and twisting the peak until tears welled up and I screamed, "Cry for me, you slutty bitch. Beg for my cock while Adrian’s home, waiting for you." "Yes! Oh fuck, it hurts so good!" I wailed, arching like a whore in heat, tears streaming down my cheeks as I clawed at his belt. "Suck 'em raw! Bite my nipples till they bleed! I'm ovulating! My womb's screaming for your seed! Please, daddy , I need your hot cum flooding me. Don’t make this horny bitch wait! Plese.. fuck me, use me, breed me!"

I forced them still. He muttered under his breath, almost to himself. “Fuck… already this wet for me.” I stayed limp. Let him work. The wet noises got louder. He pulled his fingers almost all the way out, then shoved them back in hard enough that the heel of his hand slapped against me. A tiny sound tried to escape my throat. I swallowed it. He kept at it for what felt like forever. Stretching me open. Adding more pressure on my clit. Every time his fingers curled I felt that deep, dirty spark that made my toes curl under the sheet. I was dripping down onto the mattress. I could feel it.

Ruin that pussy. I felt she was close to her orgasm. I was close as well. I’m gonna cum into this pussy Fuck Daddy Yes, yes I cummed into her. We fell onto the bed. Clean up, baby girl Clean Daddy’s pussy well. She looked at me with her tired eyes. I could see she was exhausted. “Yes Daddy.” I smiled

I clutched the candle I brought behind me, while taking an instinctive step back. “A couple of weeks ago. I told you my Mom died so I had to stay with Gideon.” “Wait a minute. So Gideon's your Dad.” I clarified. He simply shrugged as he stepped in front of me while the chips made a crinkling noise. “What are you doing here?” My pulse began to beat in my ears at his question. I couldn't tell him the truth. He can't find out that I've been hooking up with his Dad. “I, umm…” I stuttered. “I came to… collect the original divorce documents from Gideon.” The lie came out naturally.

“This cunt is mine. Say it, Elena. Call me Daddy while you leak all over my hand like a filthy girl.” She was so close, right on the edge again. He slowed once more, torturing her. “Fuck… Daddy,” she finally whispered, cheeks burning. Damon’s eyes flashed with pure hunger. “Louder.” “Daddy!” she cried out, grinding shamelessly on his fingers. “Please, Daddy, let me cum. I need it so bad.” “Good girl,” he praised, voice rough. He slammed his fingers harder, curling them perfectly. “That’s my dirty little assistant. Calling your boss Daddy while he fingers your sloppy cunt in front of the whole city.”

“Tell me what you are.” “I’m Daddy’s whore—” I sob. “I’m your cumdump—your personal slut—please don’t stop—” “Louder. I want the neighbors to hear what I turned my stepdaughter into.” “I’m Daddy’s filthy little breeding slut!” He laughs, dark and satisfied, and fucks me like he’s trying to leave a permanent shape inside my body. When I come again it’s messy and helpless — my cunt gushing around his fingers, my ass clamping down on his cock until he snarls and unloads.