Gap Me Daddy Meaning Novels & Stories

BEATRICE: I held my breath as I waited for my son to respond. Please tell me that I was only hearing things. “Grayson? Who is your Daddy?” I asked once again, careful not to scare him off. "It's Mr. Drake, Mommy. I am now calling him Daddy. I like him so much, Mommy. He takes care of me when he is here. Please don't get mad at him, Mommy." "Did Mr. Drake tell you that you should call him Daddy?"

she managed, her voice trembling. "Just a number, Anny. More experience. More money. A bigger cock to fuck you with...." His voice turned a bit harsher as well as his breathing. "You don't want those boys your age. You want someone who can actually fuck you, someone who can punish you when you're being a bad girl and someone who can reward you when you're being a good girl. You want a daddy for yourself, Anny. This age gap is perfect for you." She swallowed hard, unable to look away from his eyes. His eyes lowered to her lips and she drew them into her mouth, unconsciously wet them with her tongue before she could stop herself.

Anna panicked and asked, "Gemma, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Sweetie, don’t cry.” "Mommy, I miss Daddy. When will Daddy come back? Daddy never scolds me. I miss Daddy so much.” "Boohoo..." "Daddy went on a business trip. Didn't Daddy say that he would be back in the next two days? Honey, don’t cry." "Daddy never said that I am fat or I am like a bun... I am not fat at all..." "Boohoo...” Gemma’s cry softened Anna up. "Sweetie, don't cry. You are not fat at all. You just have a little baby fat."

I turn around to meet his chest, and naughtily grabs his balls, "They're soft too." He groans when I cup them, "Don't do it. I still want kids." I ignore his warning and let them roll on my palm, just playing with them like they're two big marbles, "Gay dads are so hot." "Yeah?" "The whole thing about being masculine and sexy but you can't get your hands on them, or the fact they'll never be interested in you, makes them soooo much hotter." Then I realise he's semi-hard, again. But this time I'm not wearing make up, or have my hair curled, not even putting on the corset or fuck-me heels so what gives?

Shame engulfed her; how could she form any word in front of this man? "From now on, call me Daddy. If someone heard you calling me Mr. Mendez they might misunderstood our relationship," Archer said frowning. He watched the teenage girl standing before him. She was wearing a pair of faded jeans and a black top. The top was hugging her body like a second skin flaunting her natural curves. For a moment he couldn't move his eyes from her natural big tits. 'Fuck!' Archer cursed inside his head before shifting his eyes back to her face. How could he think about something like that for this girl? She was legally his daughter for fuck's sake.

“If I call you Dad… will you disappear later?” The question shattered the room. Ethan didn’t answer immediately. He knelt in front of her, eyes level. “I won’t disappear,” he said. “Even when things are hard. Especially then.” Crystal studied him for a long moment. Then, softly, testing the word like fragile glass— “Dad.” Ethan inhaled sharply. Amara covered her mouth, tears streaming freely now. “Yes, sweetheart?” Ethan said, voice breaking. Crystal smiled. That single moment rewrote ten years of absence.

The word slipped out before I could stop it. “Daddy…” It came out soft, shaky, almost a question. Leo growled against my pussy, the vibration making me jerk. Greg lifted his head just enough to whisper hot against my wet nipple, “That’s right, baby. Call us Daddy.” “Daddy,” I moaned again, louder this time. It felt dirty and perfect all at once, like I’d been waiting my whole life to say it.

" He corrected the kid. The little boy blinked his huge eyes. " Then what should I call you?" " You should call me daddy." With a deep voice, avoid of any doubt, he answered. The little boy widened his eyes. A pair of huge eyes stared fixedly at Gong Yexiao. Which were filled with pleasant surprise. " You're my daddy? You're really my daddy?" Gong Yexiao returned the little boy's stare with a deep, penetrating look of his own and replied with absolute certainly. " Yes, I'm your father and you're my son."

He slowed down his thrust and slipped inside my pussy deeper, fucking me roughly as i held on to my tits. “....then fucked by your stepfather….taking his cock so good…” The vibration of the plug hits me harder than before while Mason circled my bundle of nerves, hitting my g spot, over and over again. “DADDDDDY! SO HARD….OH YEAHHH, FUCKKK!!” I screamed out ‘daddy’ which had him pulled out as I squirted my release, legs trembling a she entered my at all once again, making me jolt forward.

Then he said, "There's probably already no going back, but if we do this, it could change everything." My lips parted as my breath turned shallow. The flutter in my stomach rose up into my chest, filling it with warmth. I lifted my arm before me and touched his cheek with my hand. It was shaking as I stood there. Then I whispered slowly, "I want this, daddy." He inhaled sharply and then I said, "I want you." His eyes glistened and he smiled in a way that seemed to say he was in disbelief. I understood the sentiment completely. He whispered one more phrase that left me shivering with desire. He said, "Gracie, you are filling a hole inside of me that I never thought possible."