Harry Styles Daddy Kink Novels & Stories

With one of his hands reaching to my boob, he began to tweak it, and the other went up to seize my neck, pulling me up gently and pressing my back against his chest. “Da…Daddy!” I choked, my saliva trickling onto his hand. He brought down his hand and began to stroke my clit, playing and slapping it harshly, not leaving my ass out, as he continued to shove into me. He bent over and kissed my neck harshly, and then my back, my shoulders. “You’re so fucking sweet!” He hummed. “Daddy…I’m going to cum again.” I cried out and he went back to stroking my clit, more aggressive than before.

I'm so fucking hard; I'm rubbing my cock through my shorts. Unlike the other videos, uncle Harry doesn't have mom masturbate. Instead he sets up the camera for an angle shot of the bed and gets into the picture himself, sliding his head up between mom's legs. He's naked and I watch as he laps up the juices flowing out of mom's pussy. He stops because she's not responding. Harry's facing the same problem that I had with Carolyn at the mall. I'm anxious to see how he resolves it.

I cup her ass with my hands and look at our bodies in the mirrored wall. "Harry was pretty kinky, you know." Christina says, as she leads me down a hallway towards the bathroom. "He liked getting fucked in the ass." She laughs, raising an eyebrow at me for my reaction. "So I've heard." I tell her. "How about my dad?" I ask. "Is he kinky like that, too?" "Oh god no!" She laughs. "Your dad is way too homophobic to even consider anything in his ass." She says. "How old are you?" Christina asks, as she leans into the shower and adjusts the temperature of the water.

I love that, but I would love it a lot more if I wasn’t so horny and frustrated. Since the beginning, daddy has always been my biggest cockblock. I swear to good he has a radar to know when me and Aiden are fucking. And it even happened the other day with Damon, too. “Be completely honest with me,” Harry starts. It’s not on speaker, but the room is so quiet we can clearly hear him, “Did you and Lily use to have a relationship?” Holy fuck.

Daddy had been working in his office most of the day, but now he called me in. “Ava. Come here.” I hurried to his office, heart beating faster. He was leaning back in his big leather chair, looking powerful and relaxed. On the desk in front of him lay several new items: shiny metal nipple clamps with delicate chains, a black leather spreader bar, a sleek wand vibrator, and a small bottle of lube. “On the desk,” he ordered calmly. “Sit on the edge and spread your legs wide for Daddy.” I obeyed, hopping onto the cool wooden surface and opening my thighs. The plugs pressed deeper with the movement, making me whimper softly.

Gulping involuntarily by how humungous his dick could be. His cock was saluting with all might and glory. Cannot believe what I'm seeing right now. He walked going to me as his eye contact makes me a stone and unable to move. "Daddy got a surprise for you," he said. "D-Daddy?" Dr. Karsyn nods. It made me confused. Daddy who? Who's Daddy? Him? Thought he was Lord Damon and now, Daddy? "Me. Your Dad. The original Daddy that your life needs," licking his bottom lips as he bites it. It turns me on. While I'm wearing only his huge white shirt that is above the knee for me without any undergarments. I started to get aroused also.

he rumbled. “A towering mountain of a man, all muscle and blonde hair and beard, tatted and pierced, with a daddy kink, who made Heath come in his trousers after grabbing him by the collar of his shirt,” Aislen had said, and Cameron suddenly appreciated the daddy kink. Yes, daddy, he thought. Please daddy, yes. “F-k,” Rhett breathed out. “Daddy,” Aislen chirped, delighted in his appearance and the effect that it’d had on the Triquetra. “You’re home early. I’m so happy to see you.”

"you are so perfect Ava ,you just dont know how many times i have wanted to do this" My core throbbedonce more as his fingers stretched me sweetly . Nothing could beat this feeling . I let out a moan as his teeth gently nibbled my p*ssy lips . " just like that daddy" I screamed as his fingers thrusted in to me faster. "I need your d*ck please ". "beg for it Ava ,tell me you are my slut ". "i'm daddy's slut" "Good girl , now cum for daddy". The filthy wet sounds from my drenched p*ssy surprised me .

Harry had made him wear a black crop top that exposed his flat tummy and high waisted black jeans that accentuated the curve of his waist and hips. His face was bare save for the pink lip gloss and the thin eyeliner which Harry insisted will make his pretty features pop out. While he looked good, this didn't feel like him at all. The omega preferred his comfortable hoodies and sweats. Standing amidst the people in this club, he felt exposed. Harry nudged his shoulder. "You should loosen up and dance!" Simon frowned at him. "But we're here for—" "I know," Harry said, touching his shoulder. "Dance and you'll find whatever you're looking for."

"You're so deep....oh god....I'm so full...." Harry smirked. "Yeah. You're enjoying this too much, Mrs Brooke." Grinding against my G spot, hitting it with hard thrusts that made my eyes roll back. His hands reached to pluck my nipples, while he gave me long fuck strokes. Spit ran down my chin. "Please......pull out......I can't.....I can't...handle your big cocks......please...." Harry suddenly pulled out as he exchanged places with Tyron. He stepped between my legs, his cock looked bigger, black club swinging heavily between his tree trunk thighs.