I Became A Doting Father Novels & Stories

“Mom was a smart woman and knew you were going to be a great father.” “I’ve loved every minute of being your dad, Justin,” Igor said, smiling a little. “So, have you fixed things with Allena?” “Not exactly,” he replied. “I might have made them worse.” Igor grimaced. “You know, we all love that girl.” Justin nodded. “I know we do.” “Ah,” Igor said and sighed, “you’ve finally worked out that you’re in love with her?” “Yes.” “About time,” his father said, his words slurring a little. “She’s one in a million.”

I said “ Darling, I miss you, I’m sorry for everything, I love you,“ dad said I saw Gun stood up on my side “ And mom by the way here is my baby,” I said and held Gun's hand “ Dad accepted him as my husband and I know that you will accept him as well, I want you to know that I love him”, I said and gripped his hands I felt a strong wind touch my shoulder, I stared at my father “ Dad did you feel that?” I asked him

I'm speechless and breathless, I can't form words to say, This isn't what I expected, Driving home today. I know this is sudden, And we haven't prepared, But we've been through so much already, Look at all we've shared. Now there's another life, Growing inside of you, And I wonder what kind of dad I'll be, Will our Child's dreams come true? Will, I will be the kind of father, Who dotes upon his child? Who fixes skinned knees,

I said I was a little bit annoyed. "Nothing, child. I just miss your mother. I can still remember her, like this. I remember her wearing the same kind of dress, making us breakfast, smiling like that... That kind of smile. I just miss them, and now I can see her in you. You are no longer the same baby that we took care of a few years ago. You finally found your mate. But can you promise that you will never forget me?" Oh God, I immediately rolled my eyes when Dad started to become dramatic. He wasn’t like that before but after finding my mate, he always had time to be dramatic over simple things.

I was shaking, sobbing with pleasure, “Goddamn, listen to you—screaming for Daddy’s cum like the campus slut you are. My son’s texting you right now and you’re creaming all over his father’s cock—fuck, I’m right there—gonna breed this tight pussy—gonna knock you up on my desk—take it, baby—TAKE DADDY’S LOAD!” He slammed in to me last time and exploded. “Fuuuuck—I’m cumming—Daddy’s cumming so hard inside you—feel that, princess?

he told me. "Thank you, Dad," I replied. My father's willingness to assist me with the farm touched me. Even though I was the owner, he has been hands-on with it since they discovered I was pregnant, and I wasn't allowed to be stressed. My parents were a huge blessing to me, and I hope to be the same for my son as he grows up.

Please say no. He shrugged. "A little, I guess. I mean, I'll be honest, it was fun. But," he turned his gaze to his daughter, "there are more important things than fun, right now." He turned his attention back to Aimee, a genuine smile on his face. "And, I'm having fun now, with you, with us. Life is all about phases, and right now, fatherhood is my current phase. And dating you. That's exciting enough for me."

He asked pointing at me. " But I am also feeling bad that you are not calling me dad... I really love you, but you can call me Adam, till you are not comfortable calling me, dad. " " I am sorry... I love both of you. " He said and hugged me. I could relate to a person who was handed a newborn baby by the doctor saying, 'Congratulations, You have become a father of a cute baby.' Kevin must be a very good father if my son is so much in love with him. I was feeling jealous of him.

"I will become a father. I'm free to act absurdly. I combed his hair with my fingertips. "You're going to be a great dad." "I'm hoping so. My model isn't very good. My dad was aloof. Far away."Then you are well aware of what not to do. Stay warm. Available. Present. "I'll be. I swear. This infant will be aware of their love. Each and every day." My throat constricted. "I know they will." He ascended once more. kept me near. Everything is evolving."For the better," I continued. "For better," he concurred.

Promises. "I'm going to teach you how to ride a bike. I'm going to read you bedtime stories. I'm going to embarrass you at every school event. Just like a real dad." I laughed. He looked up at me. "What?" "Nothing. I just love you." "I love you too." He kissed my stomach. "Both of you."