Gap Me Daddy Novels & Stories

What happened to my master and daddy? Why aren't they pounding my ass any longer? I almost start to panic at the sudden emptiness in my pleasure holes when I realize what was going on. . "I don't think she'll be awake for long, but you can say hi to her and then…" That was a dream? All of that didn't happen in real life? But it felt so real. "Da-mr Martinez?" I call as my eyes clear. I almost slipped and called him daddy and damn how would his wife have reacted to that.

This is a fucking cafe and I'm not interested in his offer. "I'm sorry but if you don't have anything to buy at the cafe, sir, you'd better just leave," I said and tried not to sound rude to the old man because I still don't want to lose my job. I can't help but gulp when I saw the foolish grin on his face slowly disappear and was replaced with annoyance or anger, I don't know. "I can give you a million in just one night, boy." The old man said. "I don't need your money, sir. Please leave already if you don't have any orders." I replied causing his jaw to tighten in rage because maybe I had trampled his pride when I refused his indecent offer to me.

"She brought out these love letters at Grace's birthday party. Is she trying to provoke her?" "They're 20 years apart. This is practically incest. Charlotte has no shame!" "She's been trying to crawl into the Alpha King's bed since she was a kid by using her father's connections." "Poor Grace..." The chattering was so loud it drowned out the music. On the dance floor, Grace definitely heard what people were saying. She looked up at the images on the big screen, and her face went deathly pale. She trembled from head to toe, tears flooding her eyes.

His eyes never left mine. I wanted to run. I wanted to hide. But the sound of my dad's struggle on the phone was still ringing in my ears. I forced myself to stand up straight, to push down the tears that were threatening to fall. I couldn't let Geneva see me cry. I couldn't let Dante see me break over something so stupid when my dad could be hurt or worse. I took a shaky breath and walked toward them, my naked body feeling more exposed than ever before. "Dante," I said, my voice surprisingly steady. "I need to talk to you. It's an emergency." Geneva laughed, a harsh, ugly sound. "Can't you see we're busy, you little tramp? Go back to whatever hole you crawled out of." Dante's face hardened.

" 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."

One of his big hands slid under my skirt and cupped my bare, soaked pussy. Two thick fingers pushed inside me without warning, curling against my G-spot. I cried out, hips jerking forward. “Fuck, she’s drenched,” Daddy announced to the others. “This hole has been aching for family cock for years. Boys, girls—strip. Let your sister see what she’s earned.”

So did my friends. My little girls would be gangbanged. * * * The girls are loving their first gangbang. They are such consummate sluts. * * * Penny Davenport I broke the kiss with my sister, cum dripping out of my butt-cheeks. I glanced at Jarrod and said, "Let me ride your cock! Ooh, and Daddy, fuck my ass! Please, please!" "Sure," Daddy said as Jarrod sank down to the floor. My daddy was so handsome. I squealed in delight and darted for Jarrod.

one regular typed. But I only had eyes for him. DaddyD. The username that had been tipping me stupid money for the last three months. Tonight he’d already dropped two grand, and the private show had barely started. My fingers trembled as I typed back, voice soft and breathy for the camera. “You like what you see, Daddy?” His reply popped up instantly, bold and commanding like always: DaddyD: I want you to ride that pillow like it’s my cock. Slow. Show me how desperate you’d get for me.

A smirk of satisfaction formed on his lips, then with one more act, he pulled his finger out, then slammed it right back into my pussy. “Arghhhhhhhh!!!” I screamed, with tears rolling out of my eyes while I tried so fucking hard to loosen myself from the ropes. “Cum for me…” He said in a sweet tone. “Fucking cum on my fingers while I let you have the fucking taste of your sweet self. Cum…” My skin prickled, and my back arched completely, but just as I was going to cum, a loud knock suddenly filled the air, and a voice followed. “Hey… Dad, we are not done talking about the setup.”

He slaps my ass and plays with my clit while his cock strikes my G-spot again and again. “Oh, it feels so good,” I gasped. “Come again for me, Avery. Come all over Daddy’s cock,” he rumbles.