روايات وقصص ضمن Im So Wet Daddy Novel

and “Wet For Step Daddy’s Best Friend” THE END!

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.

I shivered at the sensation, at the sight of it marking me. Mr. Smith….Daddy, didn’t let me close my legs. He kept them spread with his big hands on my knees, eyes fixed between them like he was admiring his work. “Look at that mess,” he murmured, voice still rough from his release. “Daddy filled you up good, didn’t he?” I couldn’t speak. Just nodded, cheeks burning, thighs trembling. He reached down, scooped a finger through the sticky wetness leaking out of me, then brought it to my lips.

“ 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

He whispered. "I... I am sorry, daddy. It... It just feels so good. Your cock feels so good that I just don't want you to stop fucking me..." I could see my own self saying all those words and it made me so much wetter, my juices were all over my thighs. I was so wet that I wondered how I could still feel tight. "Your pussy feels so fucking good too, Daisy..." Holding me firmly with his left arm, daddy let a hand down in between my legs and I shivered as he reached to my clit.

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.

“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 made to sit up but he held out a hand to stop me. “How was the drink with my father?” I teased and he growled. “I take it that it didn’t go so well.” “You are such a naughty little girl aren’t you?” he asked and just like that, my thighs were slick. “I bet you wouldn’t have cared if I had slipped my hand up your legs while daddy dearest was in the room.”

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,