I Am Wet Daddy Novels & Stories

He watches me without saying a thing. I carefully wipe the wine off my face, I’m not about to give him the satisfaction of thinking I'm an annoying college student. “Please help me to call my baby daddy, tell him I don’t mind if he’s shy. I would rather deal with a shy twenty-three-year-old man than a thirty-three-year-old billionaire who owns half the city.” “ I’m shadow_23. You talk too much.” I throw my hands up exasperatedly, “So now it’s my fault? We wouldn’t be having this conversation in the first place if you had not kidnapped my baby daddy and appeared as him.”

She spread her legs wide in front of her Daddy, giving him a clear view of her freshly shaved pink flesh. Her Daddy hesitated a bit and wanted to leave the room but she stopped him, "Please Daddy teach me," she pleaded in a seductive way pressing her big boobs together. He groaned before pulling his slacks down freeing his chocolaty monster. The girl laid on her back on the kitchen counter buckled her hands under her knees and spread her legs so that her Daddy could see her dripping pussy.

He was what you would call an obvious playboy. “Are you really Dad’s therapist?” he asked. “Yes.” “That's good. Looks like he's gotten stronger.” I looked at Don George. He smiled at me. Sweetly. Shit, I remembered how hard he thrust last night. I felt like my pussy was still swollen. “Cassandra is very diligent in taking care of me,” Don George said. I didn't know why, but that sounded like it had a different, double meaning to me. I suddenly remembered what happened last night, and I grew even more embarrassed. Good thing they didn't know what I was thinking.

a moan escaped my mouth as I was lost in the moment. “Oh fuck, yeah!” Daddy groaned. “Now come to me.” He ordered, and I did. I crawled, and he seemed satisfied with it as he nodded his head when I reached him. He lifted my chin, looked into my eyes, and then asked me to take his cock into my mouth. “Daddy wants to fuck that pretty mouth.” “Yes, Daddy." I didn't hesitate; I opened my mouth as wide as I could and took the tip first, tasting a salty liquid which, instead of disgust, made me wetter.

“What do you think I'm trying to do, daddy?” “Daddy?” She was definitely trying to make me go crazy right now. “Sirena…” “I love how you say my name. It sounds like a prayer. Like a plea.” He was her father's best friend. Her forbidden night. And the biggest lie of her life. Maria has just landed her dream promotion which was supposed to be the start of everything she has worked for. Heartbroken and humiliated by a devastating betrayal, she seeks comfort in the arms of a stranger for just one reckless night, only for him to reappear the next day as her father's best friend and shockingly as her company’s CEO. Petyr is older, powerful and everything Maria should run from but fate k

X-hub is a pornsite for girls who make blowjob videos and it's the worst place for a girl's video to be on–she’ll be tagged a pornstar for life. “What the fuck?” I muttered. I jump out of the bed, pacing about with shaky hands. What does this mean? Everyone had their phone submitted before the game, so how is this possible? Is someone trying to mess with me? They better be. I dial the number that texted me, rubbing the back of my neck to stay calm. It rings the first time but there's no response. When it is on the last ring, it finally gets connected. “Halo, how can I help?” The rough baritone of a Spanish man came from the other end.

My clit throbbed just from the way he teased me, and I let out a soft moan, my hips tilting up on their own. “You’re still so wet for me,” he murmured, his voice thick and low as he kept rubbing his cock against my pussy. “Even after everything. Such a good girl, taking all of that for Daddy. Look at this pretty pussy, dripping all over my cock like it can’t get enough. You’re soaking me already, little dove. Feel how wet you are? This tight little cunt is begging for it.” I bit my lip harder, watching his face as he looked down between us. My breath came out shaky. “Yes, Daddy,” I whispered, my voice soft but honest. “I’m so wet for you. Please… put it in. I need your cock inside me.”

“Then take off your clothes.” He was silent for a while before he sighed. “..fine.” Carefully, I helped him take off his wet shirt. My moments were slow and precise, but not teasing. My breath hitched as I realized how close we were standing. He didn’t say anything, and we both embraced it. When his clothes were finally off, he walked over to the fire to dry them. I tried to steady myself while I greedily scanned through his body. His perfectly broad chest and his hardness, were quite hard.

He kissed down my neck, sucking lightly, while his fingers kept fingering and thrusting deeper into my wet and slippery pussy. “You’re going to be the death of me,” he growled, “So tight and needy. I shouldn’t be doing this. But fuck… you already seems to be sweeter than your mom,who hardly wet I want to ruin this sweet little pussy. Stretch it open and make you scream my name and call me Daddy.” I was shaking, my hips grinding against his hand like I had no shame left and maybe I didn't,not anymore,not with him. He pushed my panties aside and slid one thick finger along my folds, slow and deliberate, coating finger in how embarrassingly wet I already was.

“You’re so fucking wet, Cupcake, so ready for Daddy.” “Yes, yes, Daddyyyy, fuck me, please,” I screamed, pushing my ass back, desperate for more. He pulled his fingers out, and before I could whine, he slammed his cock inside me, all the way, no warning. I shrieked, the stretch so intense, so fucking full, like he was splitting me in half. “Ohhh my godddd, Daddyyyy, fuckkkk!”