Harder Daddy Harder Novels & Stories

"Harder daddy. Fuck me harder daddy." I smirked at her new confidence and kissed her, I pushed my tongue into her mouth and she immediately submitted to me. She placed her hands in my hair and pulled at it. I moaned and turned us over so she was straddling me. I placed my hands on her hips and moved them up, she released my lips and leaned her head back. She bounced on my cock and I began to suck her boobs. She moaned louder and placed her hands on my shoulder. "Oh daddy."

“Hardcore! He corrected and she stilled. “You will have to call me that fucking name you called me a while ago.” “Oh yes, Daddy!” “Hardcore!” he rolled his hand into her pussy and she gripped the sheet hard her pussy pulsing against his hand. “Oh Daddy! Please let me cum!” “Call that fucking name!” he gritted and she yelled! “Hardcore!” “Now tell me how does that damm name feel in your mouth? “Wired.” she shut her eyes trying to hold in the pleasure.

I say, without thinking, making him grunt, holding my thighs as he begins to pound harder, if even possible. "Say it again, baby. Call me daddy, again!" he says, making me bite my lip. When I don't say it, he slaps my ass hard, making me gasp as he continues to thrust deep inside me. "Say who's your daddy!" he says again as I feel another hard slap. "YOU, you're my daddy, baby, you," I say through a whimper as I stick my ass out more. His fingers dig into my thighs as he thrusts harder. "That's right. I'm your daddy. And you're mine, only mine, forever, got that?" he says as he thrusts faster. "Yes, yes, baby. Like that, harder daddy, harder." I say as my fingers grip the sheets harder.

"Yes daddy." "Good girl, now daddy's going to fuck you hard, okay baby? Again, it might hurt a little at first but you're going to cum and next time it will hurt even less and feel even better." Greg didn't wait for her reply, he couldn't He was beyond being gentle daddy in that moment, too overcome by the tight throb of his daughter's newly broken pussy around his cock. She was tighter than anything he'd felt before, tighter than he even imagined. He wouldn't last long, at this rate, but damn if he wasn't going to get in a good fucking before he came.

I gulp as I look at the wine racks in disbelief, all the broken bottles of wine and the expensive red wines spread on the floor like a wildfire. Fucking hell! I'm sure I have already lost my job now. "That's what you got for being a fucking hard to get, slut. Come to me and I'll pay for that, you don't have to worry about it or where you'll get the money to pay for this." The man said and he tried to drag me out of the cafe again. I wince in pain when the old man drags me out, it looks like I got a wound on my knee. The old man was about to open the door when someone beats him to it, and a man with a cold, dark, and serious face enters the door.

He spanked me twice in a row, fast and hard. "Yes!" "You know how much of a little tease you have been, right? Calling me daddy, knowing well enough how much that shit turns me on. Touching yourself and kissing me out of the blues. You just want to be slutted out! And don't fucking lie to me, you want to be fucked. You are not here, naked and moaning because you just want me to prove that you are not insensitive! You are here because you want daddy to fuck you, is that right?" With every word he was saying, he was spanking me harder and faster and I was on the edge already. I was going to cum so hard from being spanked.

So I swallow hard and try to construct a sentence before his aggression escalates. "Yes daddy", I say and I watch him soften. That did something to pacify him. By just a little though, his facials ease, but his rod that's poking my entrance mercilessly and threatening to go in without remorse is still very hard. "Good girl, I'll give you your answer in a sec", he says as he goes all in. I was expecting that, but I still can't hold my scream back as I remove the hands I was asked to lay on and raise my shoulders so I can push him back.

“What do you think I'm trying to do, daddy?” “Daddy?” She was definitely trying to make me go crazy right now. “Sirena…” “I love how you say my name. It sounds like a prayer. Like a plea.” He was her father's best friend. Her forbidden night. And the biggest lie of her life. Maria has just landed her dream promotion which was supposed to be the start of everything she has worked for. Heartbroken and humiliated by a devastating betrayal, she seeks comfort in the arms of a stranger for just one reckless night, only for him to reappear the next day as her father's best friend and shockingly as her company’s CEO. Petyr is older, powerful and everything Maria should run from but fate k

His face was like stone, his sharp eyes focused on the village roads as they started to get busy. "Why are you so quiet? Still mad about last night?" Lona whispered. She felt bold. Her hand began to crawl higher, inching toward his groin. She could feel his thigh muscle, hard as a rock beneath her palm. "Didn't you say you were good at disciplining things that were out of place? I’m feeling a little... messy, Daddy. I think I need you to fix me." Lona let out a soft giggle, feeling like she had the upper hand. She was sure Revan was about to snap, just like all the stepfathers before him. She kept stroking his leg, occasionally giving him a little pinch.

"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.