Gap Me Daddy Novels & Stories

Sharp jawline, thin lips, and my eyes didn't fail to look at his cock that was almost impossible not to stare at. Men in grey loose pants are the most seductive and I think he came up to heal my broken heart. “How are you doing princess…” he came close and sat on my bed. I didn't say a word, not sure why. The second his hand touched my hair, gentle and unhurried, smoothing it back, something in my chest broke open, and I cried before I even understood why. “Come in here, I know it hurts….” " Is okay to cry on daddy…come in"

"Gonna breed you. Gonna pump you so full of my cum you'll be leaking for days. Beg for it, Kitten. Beg for Daddy's baby." "Please, Daddy," I sobbed, my body a live wire of sensation, my mind a blank slate of need. "Breed me. Please, breed me. Fill me up. I'm your hole. I'm yours to breed. Use me. Fill me. Please, Daddy."

He emphasised each word with a rough thrust, leaving me breathless that I stopped moving and gripped him tightly, which made him hold me down as he continuously slammed in and out of him. “I want nothing more than to have my seed in you right now. Would you be a good girl for Daddy and make him cum? Please make Daddy feel good, baby?” He pants, and I gasp when he hits my g-spot, making me close my eyes tightly shut, my walls clenching around his cock.

"Hmmmm. So warm inside you, Son. Daddy enjoys to finger fuck you, my only son," "Daddy Damon," biting my lip hard enough to shut it from moaning. His fingers were drilling softly inside me. Never felt like this when on the first try, his hands found my g-spot already. And boy! Stars were all over every whereas I look around. It was heaven on earth. "Ohhhhh. Ahhhhhh. Daddy Damon! Please, Ohhhhhh!" His movement inside me became wavy, scooping, drilling, and... "Ngaaaaahhh! Yes, Daddy Damon! Please!"

Dane’s dick equals instant happiness. After we took our time trying to get through it, I successfully got into the car. “I love you baby.” He started off, looking so satisfied, it thrilled me. “I love you too.” I really did. “Drive safely. See you tomorrow. Seriously, eyes on the road.” “Yes Daddy.” “Fuck,” He groaned, colour returning to his face. He was well pleased. “I'm still your daddy indeed.”

If Daddy really hasn’t cum in the four months since he started going to those seminars, this must be torture for him. Then an idea hits me. I roll my hips in sinuous turns, that thick cock squelching in my pussy. Daddy lets out low groans and pats my ass. “That’s enough, baby girl. We’ll try again tomorrow.” I slide up—then heave down, wrenching a gasp from Daddy’s mouth. “Madison! That’s enough!” Holding my knees, I turn halfway around so Daddy sees me licking my lips and the profile of my breasts. His eyes open wide.

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?"

He spread my thighs wide open, and while holding them, he rubbed his c*ckhead against my slit, and my eyes rolled as he suddenly entered me. “Uhhhh, Daddddddyyyy . . . I miss your c*ck. . .” I spoke flirtatiously, grinding my hips in the process. He knelt upright, turned me sideways, and lifted one of my legs, which he placed on his shoulder. He pushed in hard, and I moaned as he immediately hit my G-spot. He didn't waste any more time and quickly pounded my p*ssy. “Ohhh, yessssss! F*ck me, Daddy, come and f*ck me more! Ahhh! Hnnnn! Hmmmm! You're so big, Daddy! I love your c*ck!”

"Oh, my God... Daddy!" "Ughhhh!" Daddy groaned as he shoved his cock all the way inside me. The swirl of pain and pleasure ignited inside me and left me trembling. My eyes squinted as his lips found mine. He kissed me long and lovingly as Daddy held his thick cock deep inside me. I felt him flex as my pussy struggled to get used to his size. Between panted breaths and with his forehead resting against mine, Daddy asked, "Are you okay, honey?" It took a moment to focus but I nodded and squeaked, "Y-Yes, Daddy..."