Im So Wet Daddy Novel Novels & Stories

“You exist for my cock now. Understand?” “Yes, Daddy— I’m your slut— ahhh— fuck me harder!” Sophia screamed in pleasure. Mr. Voss fucked her for a long time, switching positions, using her body relentlessly — bending her over the couch, making her ride him while choking her, spanking her tits and ass red. He finally came deep inside her with a loud groan, filling her pussy with thick ropes of cum. Sophia lay there spent, covered in marks, cum leaking from her well-used pussy, ready for her new life as his personal office slut.

His gaze flicked down to my dick ready to spill any liquid the moment I go faster than this. I moaned, as his hips snapped meeting me on the same thrust. His gaze darkened, even under the sun light that reflected into the room. I could still see his face as our bodies collided, thrust for thrust sending a feral sound to my lips. “Do you want my cum, daddy?” I asked him, preparing myself to splutter all my cum into his face. “Yes,” that was all I needed to know, as I pulled away from his cock as I climbed up his body, facing my dick in front of his face.

That first touch sends a jolt through me, and I can already feel myself becoming wetter. “More…” I buck my hips into his hand wanting more…wanting everything. “Shh, daddy knows what you need, Baby Dolly.” My pussy clenches at his words and he feels it because he smirks down at me and says, “You like that? You like being in your daddy’s bed? I knew you were a dirty little girl.” “Yes…” It’s so wrong, and I should be disgusted, but fuck if the sinfulness and fuckedupness doesn’t make me want it more.

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.

She flicked her tongue around the tip, then slowly pressed his dick against her cheek, smearing the warmth and his pre-cum along her jawline. “Fuck, Chloe.” His voice was strangled, almost pleading, and it only made her want to make him beg harder. She looked up at him, “I want you to cum in my mouth Daddy,” she said, and without warning, took him fully back into her mouth, swallowing until her nose was crushed against his stomach. His body shook so violently she thought he might collapse, but she didn't stop. Neither would he let her. She choked when he hit the back of her throat, her hands holding onto his hips to steady herself as he jerked in her mouth.

He turned back to me, and the world shrank again. “Spread your legs,” he ordered, calm and absolute. “Show Daddy how wet his shameless little slut is.” “Yes, Daddy.” The words slipped out before I even thought of them. Obedience tasted dirty on my tongue, but it also tasted right. I spread wide. Humiliation seared me as the wetness slid thick down my inner thigh, gleaming under the room’s low lights. His gaze dropped there, sharp and consuming, and my cunt clenched hard at the way he just…stared.

“ y-yes daddy “ He smirked and kissed my bare shoulder before licking up my neck with his tongue till my ear and bit my earlobe sending shivers down my spine. “ then give daddy a show “ Saying that, he pulled back and watched me intensely. His wish made me shocked. Me, touch myself- in front of him- I watched as he leaned against the wooden desk and folded his hand waiting for me. “ I-I- “ I stuttered not expecting such order from him. I bit my lower lip fighting with my shyness. I just wanted him to touch me but he was making me do some nasty things that I never expected to do. “ why? Don’t you wanna listen to daddy ? “ He raised his eyebrows and the stern look on his face made me clench my

“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!

I didn't want to. My imagination was nothing compared to the real deal. Nothing. I watched him rinse his face, wet hair cradling his face. And then he turned off the shower, grabbed a towel from the rack, and dried his body, turning his back to me. My eyes fell on those powerful glutes and thighs. I licked my bottom lip, wetting it on hunger. Being as gorgeous, this had to be sin. Ogling your best friend's dad is also a sin, Isadora.

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,