Fuck Me Hard Daddy Novels & Stories

The stretch made my pussy tighten instinctively, and his grin widened. Without warning, he slammed into me, cock driving deep, mercilessly. I gasped, my hands digging into the cold metal hood, every thrust sending jolts of pleasure straight through me. “Daddy… fuck me harder,” I moaned, my voice breaking, “Harder than you ever fucked mum. I can take it all!” His teeth grazed my shoulder as he snarled, pounding into me with a feral rhythm. His hips snapped against mine, chest pressing into my back, every stroke harder, faster, more punishing than the last.

She was definitely going to get sore. There wasn't another way around it. “Call me Daddy when I fuck you," Daddy commanded as he forced her into the bed, his cock pushing further into her. “Hmm, yes Daddy," Emma said and he gave a groan of approval. He held her waist tightly as he continued to slam into her. “Do you like that? Do you like getting fucked hard and rough?” Daddy asked as he pulled out of her pussy completely and slammed right back in. “Yes!" she screamed and a hard slap landed on her ass and her pussy squeezed hard on his cock.

But this? “F–fuck! Oh my God! This is insane. I’ve never—Daddy! Oh my God! You’re gonna break me! Ohmyfuck—I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna—Daddy, please! It’s coming! I’m cumming so fucking hard! Daddy, you’re going to make me die—” “Good,” he grunted. “Die on my cock.” And I did. I swear I did.

“Yeah, baby! Uhm! Uhuhuhuhhhh! F*ck, Selene! You're so tight! Uhm! Uhm! You feel so good! Uhuhuhuhhh.” “That's it, Daddy! Fuck me hard! I love your c*ck in me! Oh my! Ahhhh! Give me more, Daddy! Ahhhh! Ah, ah, ah, ahh, ahhhhh! F*ck your baby! Ahhhh!” I whimper in pleasure. He raised my hips, and he pounded my soaking pussy even harder. “Yessssssssss!!!! Ahhhhhh! Daddy! Daddy!”

Still hard after fucking me so hard and making me cum multiple times. "What do you say to daddy for making you cum?" He asked, his hand reaching for my back and caressing my back and reaching for my cuffed hands. "Thank you... Thank you daddy" I whimpered, the tears rolling down my eyes. Daddy leaned in and kissed my tears. "You are so fucking sexy. Whimpering and shedding tears from cumming" his deep voice caressed my ears. "You... You are still hard, daddy" I pointed out, sniffing back my tears and looking at his hard cock.

“Take every inch of Daddy’s cock. You’ve been teasing me for years in those little shorts. Now you’re getting exactly what you asked for.” The word “Daddy” slipped out of my mouth before I could stop it. “Yes, Daddy… fuck me, Daddy…” His eyes flashed with pure lust. He hooked my legs over his shoulders, folding me in half, and fucked me even deeper. The new angle made me see stars. “Say it again,” he demanded, slamming into me. “Tell Daddy whose pussy this is.” “It’s yours,” I sobbed, tears of pleasure leaking from the corners of my eyes. “My pussy belongs to my best friend’s dad. It’s all yours, Daddy.”

I'm not innocent, I already killed someone before but I'm trying my best to be clean as much as possible. "Just fucking do your thing and meet me here at the hotel that I'm staying. Find where in hell the Maxwell is hiding right now." I said and immediately hung up on him because I don't want to hear him laughing at my frustrations. I quickly put on my boxer brief, my plain-white shirt, and my pants. I looked at my reflection in front of the full-length mirror and I couldn't help but gasp when I saw the bruised on the side of my neck, it was all my father's fault. We're doing a sparring yesterday and he was a bit aggressive that I thought he forgot that I'm still a fucking human and not the

"I fuck. Hard! Until the only thing you can think about is me." Natasha was dripping so bad by the time he raised his head. Her hands crawled into his hair and fisted. "Why don't you make your request again? And this time, call me daddy." "Fuck me, daddy. Fuck me hard." "Good girl," he growled and whipped her to her stomach. "Get on your hands and knees." She obeyed, supporting her weight on her elbows while she spread open her thighs and curved her spine. Grabbing her hips, he pulled her flush against him and delivered a hard spank on her ass.

I was… ah… yes… I was… so… ah… fuck… “Daddy,” I called breathlessly. My eyes opened slightly—blurred, but enough to still see the white-haired man that was giving me undiluted pleasure. Rex's gaze met mine. Fuck… “Yes, Debbie?” “Daddy, I'm… I'm… close,” I said barely. “Cum for Daddy. Show how much this punishment has changed you.” Oh… fuck! It was coming. “Yes, yes, yes, yes, ahhhhhhhh! Yes, Daddy! Fuck me! Ahhhhhhhhhh…!"

"My dear daughter, this new boyfriend of yours doesn't seem very smart. What's he trying to pull here?" Joyce's brows furrowed, clearly displeased. "Are you an idiot, Henry? Lucius was just joking with you, so why did you have to be so rude with him? Don't you have a sense of humor?" I replied calmly, "Wasn't he the one who told you to call him daddy first? Since he wants to be a father, why can't I want the same? Also…" As I spoke, I raised my hand and smacked Lucius's head, hard. "Hands off your daughter, you old lecher! How could you touch her like that? You're a father, you know?!"