Harry Styles Daddy Kink Novels & Stories

“The whips, the toys, the restraints… turns out I love them.” Gavin had been pretty expressionless throughout this call but right now, I wanted to turn to see his reaction. This was the worst way for him to learn of my kinks. Harry’s voice turned nothing short of mocking. “I love love love them. I just didn’t find you interesting enough to try them with.” I gripped the phone painfully tight, until my hand itself hurt. “Do you know why I couldn’t come to the phone myself?” He laughed. “Because I’m tied up right now. Cassy—“

Harry reached his climax and wanted to withdraw but Tamara cuffed him with her legs indicating that she should cum inside her. Harry wanted to see the satisfaction on his lady's face and he did not withdraw at the moment. He turned her over the kitchen cabinet and made love to her in the Doggystyle. Seeing the satisfaction on her face gave him pleasure. They both came at the same time. “I haven't had enough of you yet and I'm sure that you like it,”Harry said mischievously.

my dad is hairy in all the good parts muscular and sexy, and i a twink small cock but good hips about a year ago i was in my room excited to play with my new 9inch dildo i remember getting nude and sitting on my bed getting into position to take the dildo and once i got in position i started fucking myself with the dildo and i started moaning louder and louder until my dad came in he saw my nude body and i saw his cock twitch in his pants and his eyes full of lust as he closed my door and positioned himself near my asshole and pulled out his huge 10 inch throbbing cock as my dad ripped out the dildo out of my asshole he said “let me show you how a real man fucks son” he than picked me up and

Harlan’s cock that was stuffed down my throat. They spit-roasted me hard — Tyler pounding my pussy with deep, athletic strokes while Mr. Harlan used my mouth. Reynolds stood to the side, stroking himself and occasionally slapping my swinging tits. Daddy watched the entire time, slowly stroking his massive cock, eyes burning with lust. “Look at my baby girl taking three cocks at once. Such a perfect little whore.”

“Fuck. Say it again.” “Daddy, please—” “That’s my girl.” He shoved her skirt up to her waist, fingers ripping her panties aside. Two thick fingers plunged into her without warning, curling perfectly, stroking that spot that made her see stars. She was soaking wet and dripping down his hand as he pumped in slowly and deliberately, watching her face. “Look at you,” he murmured, voice dark velvet. “So wet for Daddy. This pretty little pussy has been waiting for me, hasn’t it?”

He didn't fawn over anyone. The charity event had been about business for him and having a date fended off any of the single women at the event. That was the only reason he'd agreed to take her. It wasn't until they were there and she introduced her father that Alex cursed himself for not doing a background check on her. If he'd had any idea who her father was, he would have run the other way. The gauntlet of single women paled in comparison to Tory's father, Papa Agostino.

Gerald spoke in an aroused voice. His finger inside her walls felt so good, Ivory did not want him to stop, desiring the main thing. “Just do it now, Gerry. I feel so hot and I feel strange like something wants to come out of me.” Gerald smiled as he remembered all the steps his father had taught him when he was twenty-five. Back then, his father had thought that Gerald would fall in love with a woman, and since their busy schedules never gave him time to have fun, Gabriel had taught his son the tricks of making a woman want more.

"All of me. Even the broken parts. Now be a good girl and spread your legs for Daddy." Harvey’s hands are rough and possessive as he strips me naked, yanking my clothes off like they offend him. He spreads my thighs wide, exposing my dripping pussy, and dives in like a man starved. His tongue drags through my soaked folds in long, filthy strokes, sucking hard on my swollen clit before shoving his tongue inside me. “Fuck, this pretty little pussy is soaked for Daddy,” he growls, the vibration shooting pleasure through me. He pushes two thick fingers deep inside, curling them brutally against my g-spot while his mouth devours my clit with wet, obscene sounds.

he murmured, voice muffled against her skin, switching sides to lavish the neglected one with the same ruthless attention, sucking deep, hollowing his cheeks, tugging the first until she writhed. Katherine's fingers ruffled his dark blond hair, tugging gently as she caressed his broad back and neck, her body bowing off the bed in ecstasy. "Daddy... oh God, yes, suck me like that. Your mouth feels so good on my slutty nipples." His hand ventured lower, slipping inside her panties to cup her dripping pussy, fingers rubbing firm circles over her swollen clit. She was drenched, folds slick and parted eagerly for him. "So fucking soaked for daddy," he praised darkly, dipping a finger into her hea

he asks, voice rough. “Yes. Please.” He begins to move in long, measured strokes. Every thrust is controlled. Every retreat is slow. His eyes stay locked on mine. One of his hands remains spread over the side of my belly, steadying, feeling. Zavian stays close on my other side, kissing my mouth, my cheek, the corner of my eye. His fingers stroke through my hair and then trail down to rest over Caspian’s hand on my stomach so that both of them are touching me and the babies at once.