Harry Styles Daddy Kink Novels & Stories

She was standing in front of the dresser, with her leg raised to the back, giving me an enthralling show of her red, lacy thong and her soft ass, that I badly wanted to sniff and sink my teeth into. Seeing it in reality was even hotter and nothing compared to the image. “Hi, Daddy,” She smiled, as I leered at her, my cock straining forcefully against my briefs, ready to be let out and be inside Talia's wet heat. I had never known myself to have a daddy kink, but I guess one could never know oneself completely, right? “Call me that again,” I said, mindlessly dumping my briefcase on the floor, and loosening my tie as I walked up her, my arousal at the highest level.

Kelly nodded her head in agreement, “I don’t even know why Paul still puts up with her.” On the other side of the room, Harry is drinking a glass of whiskey, thinking about all the ways he wants to fuck Denise. That bitch thinks she can use me whenever she wants. The next time I see her, she’ll be my toy. Harry is turned on by the things going through his head, of fucking Denise in positions that could put a gymnast to shame. Even if he must take her unwillingly. But for now, he needs to get rid of this stress, he needs relief.

he stuck out his tongue as he got on his knees. “ Lyron…” I groaned. He was really pushing all my buttons. I grabbed his hair. He took out my dick from my trouser and licked the tip. “ Don't hold back,” he said before putting it in his mouth

I thought of the many ways I would 'punish' her when I finally get the chance to --when I lock her up in the enclosed prison of my bedroom. * I'll strip you off of every clothing,flip you over and tie your hands behind you, I'd bend you over and put a cushion under you, should the surface be rough or you have poor stamina, I'll bring out my cock and penetrate you deep, pounding till you plead for mercy and promise to be good for Daddy. * I started to feel very horny, my cock getting all erected and ready for the pink dripping wet feel of her pussy in my mind. I grabbed my cock and pressed gently on it. Soothing it.

“Come on daddy's dick!” Daddy grabs the edge of the sink, crushing me against it as he power thrusts into me. The sound of his hips slamming against mine is almost deafening, the fury of his strokes bruising my ass and thighs. But daddy gets everything he wants out of me. Total control, total submission, punishment, my orgasm, and his own orgasm. His thrusts come so fast and hard he's not even breathing, instead selling his entire body to ensure he finishes his job.

I didn’t know how I made it through the next few seconds. My knees wanted to buckle, but I forced myself to breathe—to act like I was still in control. Even when I wasn’t. I watched Tito Damien speak gracefully with Ms. Dianna Jean. He moved with effortless command. His tailored black suit clung to him like armor—crisp, powerful, and intimidating. One look, and you’d know immediately: this was a man of power. And someone you’d never dare cross.

“We'll make sure everyone has a good time...” The stepdaughter did as she was told, stripping down to her cotton panties and lean thighs. Harry loved looking down at their panty clad pussies... seeing the bulge of their lips and the blatant wet spots formed on the material! It was utterly magical. He knew that in a few moments, his cock would be buried, for the first time, inside one of those tempting southern slits... and in this instant, he didn't even care which one came first!

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? "Are you... thinking about hot gay dads too?" That must be it. But he takes my hand and places it on his dick instead of the balls, as he kisses me without giving an answer. Stroking him up and down, while his hands are busy with those stress balls again, I've decided returning his kisses are more important than figuring out the answer.

My clit is so swollen and my juice are dripping, then his finger move with purpose against my clit, each stroke faster than the last one and unable to hold it any longer a moan escape from my lip but dad is quick to cover my mouth with the blanket to prevent my mom from hearing. "Not too loud honey, we don't want mommy finding out what kind of slut her precious baby is. Do we"?. dad whispers. Dad is right about that, am a slut. I've fantasize alot about him, wondering what lays beneath his thighs. I've thought about what fucking him would be like . I've longed to be under his mercy while he fuck me senseless .

Harry didn't waste any time in years the pieces of cloth left on my body and before I could tell what was happening I was stark named and so was he . Harry dipped the lights in the room as he came over Mr but we could still see ourselves . He bent to my lips and kissed them softly and breaking from the kiss he took my already hardened nipples I to his mouth and I moaned out not minding who I was with . Harry sulked on my like the pro that he was while his hands were in my Virgina fingering me . I opened my legs widely . The pleasure I felt at that moment was so overwhelming it's been long since I felt something as good as this ,but what he did to me .