I Am Wet Daddy Novels & Stories

No sliding inside, no real intimacy… I saved that part of my body entirely for him. For Rico Blackwood, the fucking heir to the Alpha’s throne. That’s if his father chooses to die on time. And yet, he had the guts to throw my reality in my face. “An almost twenty-one-year-old stripper, a nanny’s daughter who hasn't even shifted yet. How do you expect me to show you to my dad?” The words still burned. He didn’t care that I hadn't shifted when he was fucking my ass last night, the night before, and the night before that.

"Hello Daddy." "Hi Baby. Do you have something you want to show Daddy?" Maddy pulls off her green top and sits back in the chair. Her smallish tits swell from her chest. Two perky nipples poke out from the pink circles in the middle of each one. She makes a show of rubbing them with her fingertips. "I think there's something wrong with me, Daddy. Every time I rub my nipples I get wet and gooey between the legs." "I see, sweetie. That does seem to be a problem. Can you show Daddy exactly where it is that you get wet?"

“Say it. Tell me how wet you are for me.” “I… I’m so wet… please… Daddy… I need you… I’m yours…” I gasped, my voice trembling, my body practically melting under him. He chuckled, low and dark, the vibration rolling straight through my core as he licked and sucked harder, sliding his tongue along the tip of my clit and plunging back inside me, tasting every drop. “You’re such a filthy little girl… so desperate… so needy,” he hissed, his hand sliding between my legs, spreading me wider as he kept eating me out. “You like being ruined by me, don’t you?”

He pinned them to the mattress on either side of her hips, his grip firm and unyielding. "When Daddy is on your body," he growled, his eyes blazing up at her from between her thighs, "you need to learn that every single action of yours must be with permission." His voice dropped even lower, becoming something dark and dangerous and devastatingly arousing. "Do you understand me, you naughty, cock-loving slut?" The words were followed by a sharp spank directly to her pussy, making her back arch off the mattress. "Fuck! Y... yes! Yes, daddy!" Anny cried out, her fingers gripping the sheets so tightly her knuckles went white.

His face was like stone, his sharp eyes focused on the village roads as they started to get busy. "Why are you so quiet? Still mad about last night?" Lona whispered. She felt bold. Her hand began to crawl higher, inching toward his groin. She could feel his thigh muscle, hard as a rock beneath her palm. "Didn't you say you were good at disciplining things that were out of place? I’m feeling a little... messy, Daddy. I think I need you to fix me." Lona let out a soft giggle, feeling like she had the upper hand. She was sure Revan was about to snap, just like all the stepfathers before him. She kept stroking his leg, occasionally giving him a little pinch.

“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 command. "Aghh ahhh, yes I'll try daddy." She moans out loudly. "I'm not sure how long I can hold them here." "Don't focus on it. Focus on this." I say as I grab her hair and makes her watch me pound her wet little kitty. "No closing your eyes babe." "Ughhh yes daddy." She moans out again. "My God, I can't believe how soaked you're getting my shaft. You're such a wet little wife. Aren't you?" I ask her.

“You hear how wet you are for me, baby? You’re dripping down my balls like a good little whore. This is what you needed, isn’t it? Waking up and getting your cunt ruined by Daddy’s cock.” “Yes—yes, Daddy!” she sobbed, her hands braced on my chest as she tried to match my rhythm, her nails digging into my skin. “I needed you so bad… I love how you fuck me. Harder—please, I can take it. Wreck my pussy, Daddy!”

“Oh my, sweetlips, you’re so wet. Are you ready for Daddy?” I tried nodding, but I couldn’t lift my head up. “Tell me, sweetlips, do you want Daddy to fuck you?” “Yes, Daddy! Oh please daddy! I want you so damn bad!” – I begged, realizing how turned on I was. Daddy kept rubbing his fingers on my pussy, and as I was dripping wet, I heard him unzipping his pants. I knew he was naked behind me, but I couldn’t see him. Then, I felt it: Daddy took his dick and rubbed it all the way from my asshole to my pussy and back again. This was driving me completely insane!

Her hips push into my finger, trying to take more of me, her moans growing. “Dirty girl, what were you dreaming of that made you so fucking wet.” My fingers continue to move. “You, Daddy.” Her words are panted, and she keeps her eyes closed but pushes closer to me. “Me? Tell me what you were seeing.” His fingers push further inside as he adds another. “You fucking me, but with your brothers watching. I was proving to you, Daddy, that I am a dirty girl.” Her wetness now covers my fingers, and I move until I am between her legs. My eyes are on that perfect fucking cunt.