Harder Daddy Harder Novels & Stories

she asked Damian… trying to sound as natural as possible. Damian stared at her without a word at first. Speaking to her was way harder than defending a guilty client in court. He hated the guts of her and hated the fact that she was the sole reason his father never cared for his mother. Every fucking fiber of his being hated her and it was very fucking clear, but regardless, his grip on the glass tightened, then he said, “I find Isadora fascinating.”

Without giving it a thought, I proceeded to smack her big, fat ass cheeks, eliciting a moan from her. “Please s-spank me harder, daddy,” She cried, spurring me on to smack her again. This time, with more fervour. “You like that?” I asked, spanking her ass cheeks like a set of drums, “You like the way I smack that slutty fat ass of yours?” “Y-Yes, daddy. I do,” She croaked out, her hands splayed on the glass. Mentally, I applauded myself for purchasing the property that night because if I hadn't, I would probably never have the chance of fucking Diana against a window.

“Yeah, baby! Uhm! Uhuhuhuhhhh! F*ck, Selene! You're so tight! Uhm! Uhm! You feel so good! Uhuhuhuhhh.” “That's it, Daddy! Fuck me hard! I love your c*ck in me! Oh my! Ahhhh! Give me more, Daddy! Ahhhh! Ah, ah, ah, ahh, ahhhhh! F*ck your baby! Ahhhh!” I whimper in pleasure. He raised my hips, and he pounded my soaking pussy even harder. “Yessssssssss!!!! Ahhhhhh! Daddy! Daddy!”

“Hold on son, we need to talk “ will said placing his cup of tea down as he looked up at his ok “ dad , I know why you are really going to talk about , but now is not the best time to do that please !” Hardy said standing at the strait case , looking at his dad , vehemently, “ no time is the best time don I really think we should talk about this , now !” Hardy sighed !!, his father wasn’t the type to give up , neither will he give up easily

I yelled at her, Her eyes reddened, saliva dripping from the side of her lips as her hands became fragile, too weak to even relax by the floor as I looked at my dad with a grin and said, “ Fuck her, dad!” He nodded, rubbing my hair as he asked me like a tease, without a care for the woman on the ground, “ Should I go hard or soft?” I looked at her for a bit, seeing the fear in her eyes but I muttered under my breath, “ Hard!”

Dominant Daddy (5) EMMA I went back home after my Father-in-law dealt with my pussy in the sweetest way ever how his son had never done. I woke up the next morning with a heavy heart, my body still sore from everything Daniel did to me in his dark pleasure room.

“Fuck, you’re gripping me so good. That’s it, relax for Daddy.” He started moving, slow deep strokes at first, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in. Every thrust made me moan louder. My cock rubbed against the couch with each movement, leaking all over the leather. The denial in my head got quieter as pleasure took over. “Harder,” I whispered at first, then louder. “Please… fuck me harder.” Johnson chuckled darkly and slammed in deeper. “Say it right. Call me Daddy like you need it.” “Daddy… please… fuck me harder!” I begged, my voice breaking as he started pounding me for real.

“Harder, Daddy, please…” I gave him what he wanted, thrusting harder, deeper, the desk rattling, papers falling to the floor. His ass clenched around me, so tight and perfect, and I groaned, my lips still on his, kissing him to muffle his cries. “Fuck, Ty,” I rasped, my hand tightening on his throat. “You feel so fucking good.” “Mmm, Daddy,” he moaned, his voice breaking as I pounded into him, relentless. “I’m yours, fuck, I’m yours…”

He slams into her even harder, pushing his cock in and out, deeper and faster, his hands gripping her hips for support. She is whimpering like a bitch in heat, her big tits rocking back and forth, slapping the desk from the jackhammer blows of her son's cock. "Oh yes," she cries, "OH GOD, YES, FUCK ME HARDER BABY . . . HARDER." The mother's voice is rough and demanding. The son somehow finds a way to comply and starts to fuck her even harder. He finds thinking of the many ways she used to tease him over the years turns him on to the point where he is ramming her with complete and utter reckless abandonment.

“Harder, Daddy!” I must be crazy to say it, and I moan as he slams his dick in and out. I’m making squelchy noises, and I can smell it, sex. Daddy is sweaty and I am too, his hair is clammy as I touch it, and his lips are salty as they press to mine. He grunts, in a rhythm, and his balls slap my flesh, his dick so deep and my pussy so sore. I can’t stop smiling. I’m not a virgin anymore.