Harder Daddy Meaning Novels & Stories

“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, his lips 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.

My little speech earned me a naughty smirk. "Daddy told you you need to start picking men with dick sizes that indicate maturity. My baby girl needs a man, not a boy. Certainly not fucking JR's cunt," he said sharply, anger mixing with passion in his demeanor as he let out a sigh of pleasure, his dick moving cautiously against my pussy lips. "Want daddy's big dick again, baby girl? Just say the word," he said, his hoarse voice seductive as his hand lowered his cock and lined up the tip of his dick with my pussy's entrance.

he huffed. “Baby, you are being too rigid,” Dy whined. He really is more of a baby than my whelps. Haha. “You never let me eat those. I have to eat them secretly in my …. fuck ! Not again,” he wailed as his blabbering mouth slipped another secret. Yet again. “Alright ! You are grounded now,” Dad passed his judgement like a strict parent. “I am the Alpha for fuck’s sake. You can’t ground me,” Dy grumbled but did not protest any further when he saw Dad’s narrowed eyes. Those eyes scare me too.

I could see how hard daddy was holding back and how harder it was for him by the second. "Do you want to cum, daddy?" "Cara!" "Hmmm... Daddy, tell me how much you want to cum" I ran my hands over his strong abs. "Damnit Cara, fuck that promise, I can't hold back any..." "Daddy! Oh..." "Daddy, just a bit more" I moved my hands back up to his shoulders and began riding him hard. My toes curled as I rode hard through the last seconds. "I am gonna cum!" I rasped. "Daddy, cum in my ass!" I moaned.

Zoe bit her lip and looked at him with a pitiful expression, not understanding what she did to anger him again. Kyle took a deep breath to suppress his anger and looked at her teasingly. “Zoe, I meant the other kind of ‘Daddy’!” Zoe blinked in confusion, not understanding what he meant. He leaned down, his long fingers pinching her chin, and smiled. “Remember this. You’re a lover that I’m keeping. I’m your sugar daddy.” Zoe was even more confused. Was a sugar daddy different from a normal daddy? “Daddy, what’s a lover?” She asked, puzzled.

"I checked on that imbeciles profile... he also has a son who is two years older than you" Mr Lee sighed shakily before he spoke calmly. "listen, I know it hasn't been easy for you to find a man who will love you for you but darling this is not the way to go about it. Trust me your daddy understands these things but going for a man who is older than your own father is preposterous and unacceptable. you are Lee's only child and this thing you are trying to work out with this old hag will not happen as long as I am alive" Mr Lee said this then slowly turned and began to walk away... "but Dad, he is not an old hag, he is only two years older than you! Jesse yelled as she looked at her father's

"Fuck, Daddy, you're so good, please." "Mmm, baby girl, tell me what you want. Daddy loves you so much. Tell me." "I need your cum inside me, please, Daddy. I love you." "That's my girl. Beg Daddy for his cum. Daddy loves hearing you beg for him." "Please, my pussy's hungry for Daddy's cum. I'm your only cum bucket." "Shit, baby, that's it. Oh, God, Daddy's going to come so hard for you. Are you close to coming for Daddy, kitten?"

“You want it hard, don't you, bitch?” I nod, restricted by daddy's hand on my daddy's talking to me like he's fucking me out of hate. I love it! I love it so goddamn much! He's never said a harsh word to me the entire time he's known me, and the simplest utterance of slut and bitch makes my pussy quiver against his cock. “Fuck me as hard as you want. I'm your slut. You're my daddy. I deserve your hard cock.” “That's fucking right you do. Give me your arms.”

Memories of the way he brought me to orgasm last night stoke the flames that are already smoldering for him. “Yeah, I’m going to be spanking this ass nightly,” he mutters just before his hand crashes down right in the center of my ass. I yelp. “Are you going to spank that hard?” He chuckles. “Depends, bambina. Are you going to be a good girl for Daddy?” I moan and roll my hips on his lap. He slaps me again and I yelp. “Yes, Daddy.” “That’s what I want to hear.” But he starts up a rhythm, spanking me much harder than I think he should for a little slap and tickle before sex.

The two girls might be good friends, but not too close to the point of violating the student-teacher relationship with too personal stuff. "He didn't attend the last block meeting, my daddy said to ask why when I was coming up," the girl explained, sensing but not understanding Kiersey's reluctance. "Oh," she said, relieved. She could give a straightforward answer to that without having to lie or tell the truth. "You know how busy he is running his multi-store business, what with the new branches just opened up." "Oh," Autumn said, shaking her head in thought. She seemed to be fine with the reply. "Daddy's still pissed though, he ought to at least reply to his broadcast message with somethin