I Want My Daddy Novels & Stories

He hoists me from the floor and I wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me to the bed, pushing my skirt up and pulling my panties to the side. A month is a long time, but he pushes inside me as though we have never been apart. My initial tightness soon gives way with a rush of arousal, natural juices flowing as my daddy claims me. “I missed you, little girl,” he growls against my mouth, his cock surging inside me over and over again. “I missed you too, Daddy.” Just being able to say the word Daddy again brings tears to my eyes. I have missed him more than I can start to explain. He is a part of me. A part nobody else understands, and nobody else even likes, but that I desperately need.

Catherine was overwhelmed, it was Friday and she had lots of plans for the weekend. She and her boyfriend, Alastar already talked about having a romantic dinner by the beach or maybe having a lovely dinner at their favorite place, under a wisteria tree by the riverside. "Can't believe I'm turning 18 already," Catherine whispered under her breath. "Stepping to adulting feels too much." "May my naive side be gone, Catherine should be wonderfully wicked tomorrow!"

I tangled my fingers deep into his dark hair, at the same time I hooked my bare legs tightly around his waist, pulling his hips flush to me. I pulled back just a fraction of an inch, our lips were still brushing, slick with our shared saliva. "I love you, Daddy," I breathed against his mouth. "I’ve wanted you for years. I don't care about anything else." He tried to open his mouth to speak, to scold me, but I pressed my forehead against his, drowning him out.

I just want you to call me YOURS. You know what I think about the most? I think about you being mean. Like, not actually mean, but like... controlling? Bossy? I want you to tell me what to do. I want you to grab my hair and shove my face down and fuck my throat until I can't breathe. I want you to bend me over and spank me until I cry and then fuck me anyway. [long pause] I want you to ruin me, daddy. [whispered]

“Fine, I am sorry…….daddy” Yeah he was my daddy.

I buried my face in the soft pillow, trying to calm my racing heart. Why do I want to call him Daddy? That look in his eyes… the soft, doting tone… the way he ruffled my hair… that strong, protective back... I want this man. I want to make this man mine so badly. I want to call him Daddy.

“But if you play your cards right, you could ride more than just the bicycle. You could ride him. Break that virgin pussy on my Dad’s big cock. I bet he’d stretch you so good.” “Jesus, Jade!” I choked on my own spit, coughing hard. My face burned crimson as vivid memories flooded me with the filthy pictures we painted in the mirror. Jade laughed and hit my arm playfully. “What? You don’t see him like that?” “No! He’s basically like a dad to me.” I forced out, voice strained. “Totally off-limits.”

"Oh, fuck~ Your dick is so... Aaa~ Aahh~ so yummy, Daddy. I can't get enough...even in my dreams. Oh, sweet fuck, yes.... Uhhh~" "I want to fuck you every day, Daddy. Anytime, anywhere, regardless of the occasion. Urrghhh~ Aaaurh~ I want to fuck you... Aaa~ Uh~ ..till I drain every last cum...you have stored... Aaargh~ Aaaah~ ...in that sweet fuck tool of yours, Daddy. Mmn! Fuck~ Oh, fuckkk~!!"

This man was driving me nuts. “Say you want me.” He said applying more pressure on my hair so that I could look up. “Say it! I want to hear you call me Daddy again”. “Yes!!” I cried, drops if tears spilling down my cheeks as my pussy clenched again spilling it's juice all over his cake “I feel it– I want you…. I want every inch of your fucking cock deeper. Please…. Daddy…. Don… Don't….

“Don’t you want to have a taste of daddy?" "Then have it all to yourself."