Fuck Me Hard Daddy Novels & Stories

“Tell your daddy what I want to hear, and I’ll give it all to you.” I opened my eyes then, not realizing I’d closed them for how intensely I felt. I could do this. I could say the words. “I want you to lick my pussy, Daddy. Eat it like you’re starving.” I stared at him as he looked up at me from between my thighs. “Make me come with your lips and tongue.” I dragged my tongue over my lips, and he groaned, watching me do the act.

“Don’t stop daddy! Play with my asshole with your finger as I cum over your cock daddy! You feel so big inside of me daddy. I swear your head just swelled inside of me.” My father pulled me down on him, “Grind on top of me, honey, like you did before. I want to feel you on top of me. Squeeze your pussy tight around me honey. Oh gud! You are going to make me explode baby! I want you to drink it up!”

Harder. “Please make me cum,” I muttered as tears prickled down my cheek. “Not yet bunny,” he said, and pushed his thick thumb inside my ass hole, fingering it softly. “Fucckkkkkk,” I screamed, my body gave up, my legs trembled, my toes curled as I felt my orgasm rush in. “No, I can't hold it, please let me finish.” I cried, pleading but he ignored me. He was about to talk when a knock came on the door. “Fiona, are you alright?” Dad's voice sounded behind the door. He didn’t stop, he kept fucking me harder and took off the tie in my mouth.

“Watch how your friend’s dad is fucking you like a whore. Your pussy is making such nasty sounds. It’s so sloppy and full of my load.” I could see everything in the mirror — his thick cock stretching my pink lips wide, the white cream coating his shaft, and the way my body jolted forward with every hard thrust. “Harder,” I moaned out loudly , pushing back against him. “Fuck me harder daddy. Pound this cunt while I watch. I want to see my tits bounce while you wreck me.”

"Dad! Ah! Go ahead! Oh! Yes! That's right, Daddy! Sheeet! Ah!" "Oh! Fuck! Your pussy's so good!" "Daddy! I'm cumming! Fuck me harder! Faster! Don't stop please! Fuck me!" "Cum for me, Layla! I need your pussy cum!" Daddy's thrusting into me faster and more deliciously. I could hear the clash of our skins. He's rocking my body real good! He's holding my waist and trying to rock me while fucking me. I'm biting my lip because he's fucking me so good.

"Say this pussy belongs to me." "This pussy belongs to you, Daddy." I announced loudly. "Say you're mine." "I'm yours—please…" "Say you want your father-in-law's cock more than you've ever wanted anything." "I want your cock more than anything—please, Daddy, please just fuck me." Richard slammed into me all the way in one brutal thrust that knocked the air from my lungs and made me scream. "Fuck!" I cried out, my back arching off the bed. "Oh God—Daddy…"

“Fuck me, Daddy." “Good girl.” He brought my legs up his shoulders and then went harder, he pounded me so fucking hard that at first I moved sideways as my cum got hotter, it wanted to be released but daddy asked me to wait for him. “Oh fuck. I'm close," he groaned, going on until finally he slowed down and there I felt a liquid rush into me, and that made me release my own.

“This cunt was made for me. Only me. No one else gets to touch you. Ever.” I was a moaning, shaking mess beneath him. Legs locked around his waist. Nails clawing down his back hard enough to draw blood. Every thrust pushed me closer to the edge, pleasure and pain twisting together until I couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. “Beg,” he ordered, voice lethal. “Beg your husband to fuck you harder.” “Please…” I sobbed, voice wrecked and desperate. “Please, Dante- harder- don’t stop- I need you!”

“Fuck, you’re gripping me so good. That’s it, relax for Daddy.” He started moving, slow deep strokes at first, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in. Every thrust made me moan louder. My cock rubbed against the couch with each movement, leaking all over the leather. The denial in my head got quieter as pleasure took over. “Harder,” I whispered at first, then louder. “Please… fuck me harder.” Johnson chuckled darkly and slammed in deeper. “Say it right. Call me Daddy like you need it.” “Daddy… please… fuck me harder!” I begged, my voice breaking as he started pounding me for real.

"You want me to stop? Or do you want me to destroy this pretty little cunt until it bleeds?" "Don't... don't stop," I sobbed out, not knowing how to breathe anymore. "Oh Daddy... please fuck me harder." "That's my good girl," he rasped and he picked up the pace, his movement becoming rougher. "Because I’m going to fuck you until you're nothing but a shaking mess of my fingerprints. I’m going to fill you up with my cum that there’s no room left for anything else." "Yes," I gasped. "Harder... harder... please..."