Im Wet Daddy Novels & Stories

I could hear the slippery sound of my wetness every time he drove back into me. “I…I…I’m gonna cum!” My words broke, my hands shook. He pulled his tongue out and replaced it with two of his fingers. “Cum for me, sunshine. Cum for daddy.” He moaned and placed a kiss on my back. His words sent me over the edge and I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I broke out a in a big wave that sent a chuckle out my of him. “Good girl.” He murmured and spanked me gently. “Step up.” He orders and I did so, with him following suit.

There won’t be going back from it because I need it. I didn’t finish myself off yesterday after he left for reasons wild and also unknown to me. I wanted to feel the pressure. The intense need to chase something so close yet out of reach. I could have used my vibrator to get off but I couldn’t. I lay there with my pussy soaking wet at the thought of my alpha. My mate. My best friend’s father. My first mate’s daddy.

"No, not yet. You don't get to cum until I do. Kitty, my little girl, we're going to seal our deal simply. If you want me to be your Daddy, and you want to be my little girl, you will give me your virginity." He stood tall. Long ago he had done away with his jacket, and all that remained was that collared shirt that contoured his muscular body so well. "So, my Kitty, do you want to give Daddy your virginity tonight?" There was a brief pause. I always thought it'd be with someone I loved. A boyfriend, one I'd been with for months. Not someone who I met the same day, not someone who I was now calling Daddy, and not someone anywhere near under these circumstances. This wasn't a typical circumst

I tried to holler quietly, but it came muffled. He increased pace, cock pounding my throat deeper, gagging me sweet. "Dirty slut... sucking best brother while your best friend is watching a movie. Anytime use, tits out jiggling for me." Dropped wet kisses? No—his hand trailed down, pinching my exposed boob, jiggling it hard while I sucked. But then—Mia's voice from the living room: "Jax? Lila? Water?" Footsteps. Panic surged. He pulled his cock from my mouth with a wet pop, cum stringing my lips. Zipped fast, stepping to the sink like nothing. I rose, wiping my mouth, pulling the dress up hasty, boobs tucked, the bra still unhook loose.

The water poured over us both making everything slick. His body pressed against mine his cock already hard and pressing into my thigh. He broke the kiss just enough to growl, “You're mine kitten. Daddy wants you so bad” “Daddy,” I whispered my hands sliding up his wet chest. “I… we can’t' “I want you” he said his fingers digging into my hips. “And tell me you don’t want this cock, dirty little girl? I nodded biting my lip. “Yes, Daddy… fuck! I want it”

Every time he shifted to point at the screen, his biceps flexed under the fabric, and I had to bite my lip to stop myself from whimpering. Mom was gone. Two whole weeks. Just me and Daddy alone in this big house. Every filthy fantasy I’d ever had was finally within reach. But God… it was so wrong. He was my real father. The man who raised me. And here I was, soaking through my tiny pink panties, my clit throbbing painfully while he tried to help me with my laptop. What kind of daughter gets this wet for her own Daddy? What kind of daughter has spent years fingering her tight little cunt pretending it was him?

Imagined him watching me like this, calling me his filthy little stepdaughter whore. “Cum for me, you dirty bitch,” Daddy growled in the video. The woman shattered. She squirted hard, clear fluid spraying around the cock still hammering her. The man roared and slammed deep, pumping load after load into her overflowing cunt. Cum leaked out in thick white rivulets as he kept thrusting through his orgasm. I was so close. My hips bucked against my hand. My breath came in short, desperate gasps. “Daddy…” I whispered, not even realizing I’d said it out loud.

He pinned them to the mattress on either side of her hips, his grip firm and unyielding. "When Daddy is on your body," he growled, his eyes blazing up at her from between her thighs, "you need to learn that every single action of yours must be with permission." His voice dropped even lower, becoming something dark and dangerous and devastatingly arousing. "Do you understand me, you naughty, cock-loving slut?" The words were followed by a sharp spank directly to her pussy, making her back arch off the mattress. "Fuck! Y... yes! Yes, daddy!" Anny cried out, her fingers gripping the sheets so tightly her knuckles went white.

I cried, tears springing to my eyes. “And now?” His thrusts got harder, brutal. “What’s inside you now?” “Y-you!” I screamed, nails scraping the marble. “It’s you, Daddy! It’s only you!” He grabbed a handful of whipped cream from the counter, smeared it over my ass, then spanked me so hard the sound cracked like a whip. The cream splattered, sticky and obscene, as he growled low: “Good girl. My filthy little kitchen slut.” My climax hit sharp and sudden, ripping through me in waves so violent my knees buckled. He held me up, fucking me through it, until his own release spilled hot and messy inside me.

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