I Am Wet Daddy Novels & Stories

I growled, my voice vibrating low against her ear, each word laced with possession. Her body trembled, her grip on the counter white-knuckled as her eyes fluttered half-shut, lost in the sensation. “You…” she gasped out, pushing her ass back against me with reckless need. “I want you, Daddy.” I smacked her harder again, the sound echoed like a promise, like the nymph that she is.

growled dirty. Dropped wet kisses on neck, buried face between thighs bent over counter. Tongue battled core, sucking. Intoxicated; grasped breast, moaned hushed. "Ahhh... don't stop... here?" Wide quiet scream. Saliva sprinkled, mouthed pussy, sucked. "Oh yea... ageeeeghhhh... hhhh." Fluid more, fingers through two pounding rough. "Harder... harder brother's fingers!" Arched subtle. Deeper pumps. "Aaaaaaa..... hhhhh!" Muffled climax, he licked clean.

"I'm your stepmommy." Zanéh scrunched up her face further like the last word was a pungent smell in her nose. She eyed the lady up and down and settled back on her face. "You're white." Murda slowly rose back to her feet, dusting at her knees. It was obvious she didn't know what reply to give to that. Kiersey saw this as her cue to step in. "I take it you didn't know before? " Zanéh shrugged nonchalantly, popping at her gum. "I don't know, I just assumed Daddy . . . where's my daddy?" She glanced about with question, before settling back on Murda's face with an expression that could be likened to accusal.

“How wet are you for me?” “S-So, sooo wet,” I stammer. “Good girl. Are you going to cum all over daddy’s cock?” “Yes.” “Yes, what?” “Yes, daddy.” As soon as the words leave my mouth, a flare of bliss ricochets through my body. “I’m going to cum,” I whisper. He groans, “Fuck, you look so hot with my cock stuffed in your ass. I’m going to fill you up completely. You’re going to be leaking with daddy’s cum all day. Do you like that?”

“ don’t think that I am dumb , for goodness sake this is my house and for you to get assured and stop being scared , I want you to know that the bed is waterproof , all I just have to do is for my bed sheet to be changed . I nodded my head to his words and that was when the questions that I have been wanting to ask him came into my head . “ So tell me daddy , can ask you any question . He nodded his head at me and just smiled . I knew that no matter how hard I tried to pretend like I didn’t want to ask that damn questions , I had to ask about it anyway . “ So tell me daddy , you are going to be 50 in a short while and you want to tell me that you don’t have kids and most times I wonder how y

Didn’t expect that, did he? “No matter how many times you come, it’s still not enough, is it? Your pussy is greedy for more.” I can hear him rustling behind me as he strips. “Finger yourself. Show me how wet you are.” “Yes, Daddy.” I slip my middle finger into myself. It feels a thousand times better knowing he’s watching. “I’m so wet.”

I glide my hand up her delicate, soft skin while her hand remains on top of mine. Soon, I stroke her naked, dripping wet center. She shudders. "Daddy," she breathes and attempts to push my hand away. It's too late, baby girl. Daddy already felt how wet you are, so there's no going back. I slip three of my fingers past her entrance, stretching her out. She gasps as I did that without any warning. She grips my wrist tightly. I thrust my fingers, in and out. "Mmmm, you're so wet for Daddy,

"So beautiful and wet for Daddy. Spread those legs, baby girl." I did, wrapping one leg high over his hip, arms around his neck as he lined up that massive cock—long and thick, veined heavy and rock-hard again. "Please, Daddy," I begged needy, water running hot between us. "Slide in me. Fuck me under the water." He growled low, hand light on my throat controlling but gentle, squeezing just enough to make my pulse race. "Look at me," he commanded rough, eyes locking mine possessive. "Tell Daddy how good it feels when I stretch this tight pussy wide."

“But tomorrow? When they go into town for supplies? You’re gonna be a good girl and wait for me in your room. Door unlocked. Understand?” I nodded, desperate. “Say it.” “I’ll wait for you.” “And what are you gonna call me when I’m balls deep inside you?” My breath caught. “Daddy.” His eyes closed for a second, like the word hit him physically. “That’s right, baby. Daddy’s gonna ruin that tight little eighteen-year-old cunt. And you’re gonna take every drop like the greedy girl you are.” Then he turned and walked away, leaving me trembling in the water, so close to coming I could barely swim to the edge.

I almost swiped my tongue over my screen because I'm such a fucking whore for a man. “Baby…” He moaned as he stroked further, my eyes locked on my screen for dear life as my fingers hovered around my aching, swollen clit. “Yes Daddy?” I batted my lashes at him. No matter how many times we fuck, I could never get tired. “Say my name. Moan my name.” “Daneee….” I moaned, because I really wanted to, because I touched my clit and a sensation hit me, as though he was the one touching it.