Gay Daddy Stories Novels & Stories

He drove us home. He dropped me onto the bed. A wide grin appeared across his lips. He quickly undressed himself, I watched as his dick fell out of his underwear. That big guy was making me smile in my head. " You did a great job by making sure we weren't caught." He breathed, Crawling into the bed, he leaned forward landing his soft lips against mine. I felt a tiny shock wave rushed down my spine, a wave of adrenaline surged through me. "Appreciate me, daddy." I moaned, breaking the kiss.

His cock was right there in front of my face, hard and demanding. "If you act as a good girl, Daddy might decide to make you cum." The promise made my nipples hard and my pussy twitched. I didn't hesitate. I wrapped my hand around his base and started stroking him hard, fast. I took the head into my mouth and sucked him with everything I had. He fisted my hair in his hand tightly, and held my head down his dick, guiding me exactly how he wanted. My mouth on him made a slurping sound, as my spit trailed down to his dick and balls.

Themes: Mysterious stranger, slow burn, one night-stand, BDSM. The call came in just as he was clocking out. Jace didn’t need to check the screen to know who it was. A sigh escaped his lips as he wondered if he’d ever get a break from the client who ordered late at night, mostly when he was about to check out. It was the client from the penthouse suite, the same client who ordered at odd hours. Not wanting to stall him or delay his own checking out later than it already was, he picked up. “Room service, Jace speaking. Good evening, how may I help?”

“College is treating you right, Ava. Those legs… fuck.” Jax, the loud construction king with arms like tree trunks, grinned wide and crude. “Jesus Christ, girl. When did you get an ass like that? I used to bounce you on my knee. Now you’re walking around with these tiny shorts riding up your crack, tits bouncing, making four old bastards rock hard just by bringing us drinks.” My face flushed hot, but I laughed it off, flipping my hair. “You guys are already shitfaced.” Dad chuckled from his seat, eyes bloodshot, his pile of chips almost wiped out while the others sat on fat stacks. He’d been bleeding money hard all night.

He pushed me onto my back and climbed on top of me again, his cock already starting to harden once more. “Spread your legs, Poppy. Daddy’s going to fuck that little pussy again.”

Daddy and I have an agreement that he will give me all his wealth but no one should know that I'm gay, that's why I'm allowed to marry Trixie because that's also included in our agreement. But there's only one thing I can't do, what I can't do. what I mean is I really don't want to do it because he knows I'm gay and then he wants me to give him a grandchild!? Like what the f**k! Is he crazy, even if I become a man I will never like that girl, I will never be in love with her! Do you like a crazy girl? I do not think so. I'm really sick when I think about what Daddy said. Anyway I don't care what he will say now, it's up to him it's his life, I will never be able to give him his wish to have

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?

Dear Daddy Introduction: HE: a divorcee and has a son, who's in love with her.... SHE: young with some struggles in life and in a relationship with his son... But what will happen when the father of the son starts to show affection for her as well, who will she choose? Stay with the son or with Daddy!? Follow the love, passion, desire and heartbreak and drama of Sarah, Liam and his father Riley *#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#"#*#*#*#*#"#*#*#*#*#*

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

Isabella managed to mutter in between her moans. “Yes, babygirl. Cum. Cum for daddy. Fill your daddy’s mouth with your sweet cum.” His muffled voice came and his movement became more ferocious and within seconds she came, filling his mouth wholly. He drank her each and every drop of cum and finally hovered her, aligning his dick on her hole. “Ready to be filled by daddy again, babygirl?” “Ye… Yes, daddy.” Isabella replied, breathing heavily.