I Am Wet Daddy Novels & Stories

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.

My ass was in the air as he growled his words out, " Tell our baby to plug his ears. Daddy is going to make Mommy dirty now." Although the words were supposed to tempt me, a sweet smile tugged on my lips. At least he was recognizing the baby now. With a harsh push, he slid inside me, cursing on my back, " So fucking wet. Dirty girl! You have a mate but you are wet for me, huh?" I blushed hard before muttering back, " You are..my master too.." He replied pushups so deep that they hit my G-spot, " And your baby's daddy."

Chapter 3 I want him to go deeper. I hear him moaning and grunting louder and louder for me. Fuck, I want him. “Yes, my little milk maid can’t take it anymore. She wants her daddy, she needs her daddy.” He murmurs. “I do, I need all of you. You feel how wet I am daddy? I’ve been so wet, and I need it. I have to cum you need to keep milking me.” I whine at him, nodding my head up and down.

His thumb strokes the string of my bikini bottom. “You’re soaked. I can smell how wet your married pussy is from here.” Shame floods my face, but my thighs press together anyway, chasing friction. “Victor… we can’t.” “Say my name properly.” His fingers hook under the bikini string and pull it to the side, exposing my bare, dripping cunt to the warm air. “When you’re this wet for me, you call me Daddy.” Two thick fingers glide through my folds, spreading my slickness from my entrance up to my swollen clit.

You’re dripping already aren’t you? I bit my lip and typed back. Me: Yes daddy. I’m so fucking wet thinking about you. I really want to experience sex. I’m still a virgin and it’s driving me crazy. Him: Good girl. I’m gonna stretch that little pussy so good when we finally meet. Send me more. I sent another one. This time with my fingers spreading my pussy even wider. He sent a video.

He let out a deep, loud groan as he looked between my legs, his grip on the steering wheel so tight his knuckles turned white. My own hands moved slowly downward. If he was not going to put out this fire burning inside me, I would do it myself. If he wanted a show, I would give him one he would not forget. His eyes widened when he understood what I was about to do. I paused just above my core, watching him. “Is this what you want? Is this what you want to see? How wet I am? God, Raymond, I am so fucking wet.” I whispered the words, finding a courage I did not know I had.

“So wet, Daddy. I can feel it dripping down my thighs.” His eyes darkened further. He finally slid two thick fingers between my legs, parting my smooth, swollen folds with deliberate slowness. The moment his fingertips brushed my slick entrance, a needy whimper escaped my throat. I was soaked, embarrassingly so. My juices coated his fingers instantly as he explored me, gliding up to circle my swollen clit with teasing pressure. “Fuck, sweetheart,” he groaned, the curse sounding filthy coming from his mouth. “You’re dripping for me. Your little pussy is soaking wet just from your Daddy touching your tits. That boy last night… did he make you this wet?”

I was loving it, knowing what pleasures she was feeling. Oh my god, what a sight! I couldn't control myself any longer. I went back and whispered in his ear what no mother should tell her daughter father. “I want to see you fuck your little princess! Give her what she really wants.” He looked at me and I smiled and nodded. He was a bit hesitant. I then asked her “Baby girl, is your pussy nice and wet? Do you want daddy to fuck you nice and hard?” She pulled away from the kiss, looked at her daddy straight in the eyes as she stood up in front him and removed her shirt.

"Wait. Do you know what your daddy looks like? Have you seen him, love?" "Yes, Mommy. I saw him and Aunt Christy said it should only be our little secret."

Am a fuckin daddy to a five year old, this is so unbelievable. Robbie dropped the rest of the papers he was holding and pulled me in for a bro hug. "I can't believe this J, the boy looks exactly like you, am so proud of you." "Robbie," I called him three times just to make sure I wasn't dreaming and his replying to all my calls is what made me believe that I wasn't dreaming. This is real, Am A DADDY! * * * Arla's Pov "Goodbye sweetheart," I kissed my son on the cheek and kissed my mom next.