Im So Wet Daddy Novel Novels & Stories

Breathing heavily, he pressed his cock right up against my very wet opening and, without a word, he pushed himself inside of me. Just like that, my father started fucking me. And oh my god was it ever hot! The room was hot. My body was hot. The air was thick with humidity and every pore in my body was oozing sweat. But my daddy was inside me and nothing else mattered. The world melted away and all I knew was pleasure. His cock penetrated me, sliding slickly inside my pussy. I was so wet, inside and out, there was literally zero resistance. He just glided in and out as he pumped himself on top of me. It was messy sex, but I didn't care.

“Yes Daddy… I know I have to work hard at school and I cannot act like a slut in the streets… I have to control my urges…!” As I squirmed on the edge of the bed, Daddy noticed all of a sudden that the crotch of my panties was wet. No… they were not just wet, they were soaked. My pussy actually pulsated a little as Daddy was moving in to get a good look. “Kat, why is your pussy so wet?” Daddy disdainfully hooked one finger over the crotch of my thong and yanked it to the side. He saw a red swollen pussy that once again pulsated.

Daddy is nothing like the good fucker you fantasize. In smooth silence, I reach for the medal, unable to completely get my mind off playing my fingers around her wetness, feeling how smooth and thick she comes. The feel of it makes my muscles go rigid. My fingers greedily caress the face, drawing out every drop of her wetness, jealous of my own image. The only thing I want to collect her wetness is my palm. ‘Oh, fuck… Daddy will break you.’ Heavy moans light up my soul. The feel of her wetness drives me nuts. It's warm.

“Daddy… it feels so good… it's stretching me… nngh! I’m so wet for both of you… please use me!” “On the desk, legs wide open like the whore you are,” Daddy commanded. I obeyed instantly, lying back and spreading my thighs obscenely wide, exposing my tender, leaking pussy completely. Both men stood over me, cocks out and hard… Daddy’s familiar thick, veiny long and the dean’s… not very long but thick. Daddy went first. He slammed into my aching pussy with one brutal, possessive thrust, making me scream in raw pleasure. “Fuuuuck, Daddy! Yes… nngh! Fill me deeply! You’re so big!”

“Don’t stop, Daddy.” I whimpered, the name a blasphemy on my lips. I felt myself get impossibly wetter, the slickness coating my fingers, a response to calling my father-in-law “Daddy” that Paul’s name had never once elicited. I kept rubbing my aching, filthy clit with my fingers, moaning the word into the steamy air, just like I always did when my husband’s gentle snores filled the darkness of our bedroom. Dominic Matthews. My fucking father-in-law was the only man whose name could make my cunt clench with a desperate, needy spasm. He was the only one who could make me feel this alive, even if it was only in the twisted, secret theater of my own mind.

Until he stops. The fingers that were once inside me are now in my vision, glistening wet with my juices.. Did I really do that? I've never been that wet before! Shocking me completely, Daddy pushes his soaked fingers between his lips and sucks them clean; the look on his face tells me he is enjoying himself. Did he really just do that?? "You. Taste. Amazing." He grins wickedly, before returning those same offending fingers back inside me. Soft pumps turn to thrusts, which turns to full pelt rams inside me.. It feels.. Wow.

“Never, Daddy.” “You like it when Daddy touches you?” I swallow, nodding, cuddling closer to him as he fingers me. “You want Daddy all to yourself, is that it?” “Yes, Daddy.” “I just want my little girl to be happy.” The soft-touch starts to make me moan all over again, and I can feel my juices spreading on my thighs. All the skin from my pelvis to halfway down my legs is cool to the air, evaporating and drawing my heat away. I'm soaking wet!

I looked over my shoulder at him as he grasped his erect cock and brandished it at my wet, round ass. Carefully placing the soap aside, he embraced me and pressed himself against my hot, wet body. I could feel his hard cock press against my wet ass. First it was between my buttocks. Then, he pushed the head inside me. As I pushed against him, he entered me completely. He wrapped his arms around me and fondled my breasts while he stroked in and out. At first, he was slow and steady, but, as soon as he heard me moan, my father began thrusting faster and faster. I was filled with my father's hard cock, and I reached down and felt his balls. He groaned at my lascivious touch.

“Do not stare at me like that Daddy… please…. Please fuck me.” Dante groaned and his eyes suddenly turned darker with so many wants, this woman completed him. She pushes all his worries away, whenever she is with him. His nose sniffed her scent and he whispered into her ear. “How wet are you for daddy.” “Why don't you see for yourself.” her breathless whisper came out in a compel and his fingers sneaked their way to her pussy, her wetness was in excess, and this time she had clothed all her undies with her wetness.

] This message was followed by a cute emoji. Naomi stared at the screen and smiled. Mister Daddy really knew her. Then several messages popped up in the chat box. [Mister Daddy: You were so brave when spending a hundred million dollars to marry me. Why are you so timid now?] [Mister Daddy: No matter what happens in the future, I will be with you. Don’t believe those feudal superstitions! And please don’t give up. Do you hear me?] At this moment, Naomi suddenly recalled their first meeting.