Gap Me Daddy Novels & Stories

Daddy groaned from beside me, and I realized he was moving into position in front of me, hard and ready. Unable to look anywhere else, I watched as Daddy wrapped his fist around his cock, stroking it slowly as he guided it toward the swollen lips of my pussy, making me grit my teeth the moment his thick head pushed past my entrance. “Oh god!” I cried out as he tried to push in. It was as if there was some kind of barrier there now, preventing him from entering me any further. I wasn’t sure whether Daddy’s cock was going to fit with Jonah’s already stuffed inside my ass.

"I'm your daddy. You happy about that?" "YES‚ DADDY! I'M SO HAPPY! YAYYYYYY! I HAVE A DADDY! I HAVE A DADDY!" Liam was bouncing in Killian's arms‚ his small hands slapping against Killian's shoulders‚ his face split into a grin so wide it took up his entire face. "I'M GONNA TELL TOMMY! AND SARAH! AND MISS KAREN! I HAVE A DADDY AND HE'S MR. WOOF AND HE'S THE BIGGEST AND THE STRONGEST AND—"

I pant, and it comes out breathless, broken. His gaze snaps up to mine. Something dangerous flickers in his eyes. "Then go touch yourself somewhere else." Panic flares in my chest. No. No, no, no, I can’t lose this. Not now. Not when I’m so close to getting exactly what I came for. "Maddie," I blurt out, my fingers still buried inside me. "Fuck…my name’s Maddie. Are you going to fuck me, Daddy, or not?" The word slips out before I can stop it. Daddy. It tastes filthy on my tongue, wrong and perfect all at once. His nostrils flare. His free hand, the one not holding the newspaper, clenches into a fist on his thigh.

I swayed my hips, moving in circular motion, feeling how huge his cock filled my pussy. He was in heaven. I was, too. Quickly, he carried me up and began thrusting while he stood. His muscles flexing and portraying, while he fucked me hard. He kissed my neck, trailing down my nipples as I moaned slightly. I hissed in pleasure and whispered, "Fuck me, Daddy! Life is a bitch for making you my stepdad." The words barely left my lips when the room froze. His eyes...Jamal’s eyes were gone. All that warmth, that fire, that lust… vanished.

The new intern had a habit of calling my husband "Daddy." "Daddy, I am having the worst luck today. Could you please go buy me some feminine products?" "Daddy, I cannot get the zipper on my dress unstuck. Can you help me?" "Daddy, why do you not have my hair tie around your wrist? I think you deserve a punishment. Wear two. Pink ones, okay?" I frowned as irritation simmered beneath the surface. My husband waved it off with a casual smile. "She is just being playful. Do not take it seriously. She is young and enjoying the novelty. She will get over it soon enough." I said nothing. I waited until the night of the company’s annual gala. She suddenly stumbled in front of everyone and fe

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.

My dad's voice calling for someone to bring more napkins. "They're cutting your dad's cake soon," Grayson whispers, his cock dragging against my g-spot with every slow thrust. "Think you can cum before we have to go watch him blow out his candles? Cum on his best friend's cock and then go smile for photos with my load dripping down your legs?" "Yes—fuck—please, Daddy, make me cum—" "Touch yourself." He adjusts his grip on my thighs. "Rub that pretty clit while I fuck you. Show me how you made yourself cum that night, thinking about watching me."

Daddy Grayson pulled back my hair again and covered my mouth with his, turning my moans into muffled moans. "Ahhh..." Luxuria daddy rammed into me harder and deeper and I gripped the sheets tightly, breaking the kiss with a scream as the head of his cock hit that spot again. "D-daddy... That... That feels so... That feels so good..." I moaned, feeling nothing but that pleasure. "You like it?" "Ohhh... I love it, daddy. That... That spot... Ahhh... Yes... Yes, daddy. Right there... Uhhhh... Yes. Oh fuck, daddy... Yes..."

‎“Good boy, daddy's perfect boy. Taking daddy's cock so well.” ‎Damien rested his body against Eli's basking in the warmth his daddy had to offer

"He’s different, Lona. He’s independent, runs his own company, and... oh, you’ll see tomorrow. He’s the most masculine man I’ve ever met. I really hope you two get along." Lona’s smile turned crooked, a look that meant everything but getting along. "Don't worry, Mom. I’ll be very good to my new Daddy. I’ll make sure he feels... right at home." "That’s my girl," her mother said, completely oblivious. Lona headed upstairs, her steps light and airy. In her head, she was already picking out her outfit for tomorrow. Something modest enough for Mom, but lethal to any red-blooded man. She couldn't wait to see New Daddy’s life crumble after she laid the trap.