Gap Me Daddy Novels & Stories

A moan escaped me when mr. Gavin kissed the back my neck. His eyes locked with mine. All l could see is a man with desire. Daddy what is it l asked seductively.Mr Gavin's eyes gleamed again at the mention of that word. I read somewhere that men want to be called daddy. Is it a turn on word?

“Daddy!” I got up without a second thought and went straight into his arms. He lifted me off the ground and spun around a bit. Then he dropped me and gasped as his assessing gaze took in my looks. “You look amazing. Who are you here with?” “Uh, April's Dad.” I nervously pointed at Joe. He was standing now, hands in pocket. “Right. Mr. Joe Anderson.” My Daddy went closer to him for a handshake. “Mr. Gareth,” Joe replied, shaking his hand. My daddy glanced at me and back at him.

I winced in pain. He let me adjust to his size before he started thrusting in hard. His cock reached every part of my belly. “Call me daddy,” he whispered in my ears. “Fuck me harder daddy,” I responded. With how he thruster in so fast I could hardly see anything, I was lost in pleasure, wanting more. “Faster daddy,” I whispered again, not thinking of the pain I would feel afterwards. He pulled out turned me over, bent my head down, slid back in and slapped my butt cheek. He grabbed a my hair like it was his steeling, while hitting hard at my g spot.

“Daddy!” I got up without a second thought and went straight into his arms. He lifted me off the ground and spun around a bit. Then he dropped me and gasped as his assessing gaze took in my looks. “You look amazing. Who are you here with?” “Uh, April's Dad.” I nervously pointed at Joe. He was standing now, hands in pocket. “Right. Mr. Joe Anderson.” My Daddy went closer to him for a handshake. “Mr. Gareth,” Joe replied, shaking his hand. My daddy glanced at me and back at him.

Liam increased his rhythm, thrusting his cock into my pussy with relentless force. “Uurrgghh… fuckkk… harder, please, Liam,” I begged. A slow, knowing smile spread across Liam’s lips. He paused, then leaned up, pulling his cock back and leaving only the tip buried inside my pussy. His piercing grey eyes locked onto mine, and a shiver ran through me. “No, little girl,” Liam rumbled. “Don’t call me by my name. Call me Daddy.” Was he… seriously for real right now? I arched my back, pressing down, desperate to pull his cock back inside my pussy, but Liam stayed firm, completely unmoving.

Ughhhhh "Yes daddy"

I heaved a sigh of relief because he answers my call after a minute or two that I thought he's just ignoring my call. "When are you coming back? Zeke is looking for you." I said and simply looked at Zeke who was still hugging Zuck. I heard daddy sneeze on the other line. "I don't know, maybe this weekend. Tell Zeke that I'll be back soon." Daddy said and I suddenly heard a man calling him, I want to think that it was just his staff but I am not a stupid fool, I know he is with his mistress again. Until now, I still can't believe that my father, a former soldier who was muscular and gym fit, was fucking another man.

He never smiled at me after that confession and seems to be getting mad at me but seeing him smile at me brings so much joy to my heart . “Aren’t you going to say something ?” He asked me again, breaking into my thoughts . I turned and faced him . Why can’t you let me be , my father asked you to be my guardian, he never said that you should stuck my life . My father is strict and he would still let me go out but yet you don’t want me leaving the house without your permission . Staying out is even crazier . I don’t have much to say but I would really appreciate it if you would let me be .” I told him to be as calm as possible as I pulled away from him and turned to face the window .

My father called, but it was more like a question which made me snap out of my little self-pitying. I pressed my lips into a forced smile, a façade easily decipherable even from a distance, and followed it with a hesitant wave. Shouldn't I be rushing into their arms, shedding tears of relief, and recounting how baseless Caden's accusations were? The absence of the expected emotional reunion left me bewildered, questioning the dynamics unfolding before me.

"I'm your stepmommy." Zanéh scrunched up her face further like the last word was a pungent smell in her nose. She eyed the lady up and down and settled back on her face. "You're white." Murda slowly rose back to her feet, dusting at her knees. It was obvious she didn't know what reply to give to that. Kiersey saw this as her cue to step in. "I take it you didn't know before? " Zanéh shrugged nonchalantly, popping at her gum. "I don't know, I just assumed Daddy . . . where's my daddy?" She glanced about with question, before settling back on Murda's face with an expression that could be likened to accusal.