Im Wet Daddy Novels & Stories

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,

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

Daddy unzips his leather pants and I blush as I realise I've gotten my wetness on his pants. "You're so wet whore, dripping everywhere," Master says as he shoves two fingers between my legs and rubs my pussy. The squelching noises coming from how wet I am makes me blush a deep red and avoid eye contact. "Look at me darling," Daddy says and I look as he holds my chin gently. "You're such a good boy getting wet for us." "Thank you daddy," I mumble and I feel a sharp slap on my asscheek. "Speak up boy," Master says harshly.

“You hear how wet you are for me, baby? You’re dripping down my balls like a good little whore. This is what you needed, isn’t it? Waking up and getting your cunt ruined by Daddy’s cock.” “Yes—yes, Daddy!” she sobbed, her hands braced on my chest as she tried to match my rhythm, her nails digging into my skin. “I needed you so bad… I love how you fuck me. Harder—please, I can take it. Wreck my pussy, Daddy!”

“How wet are you for me?” “S-So, sooo wet,” I stammer. “Good girl. Are you going to cum all over daddy’s cock?” “Yes.” “Yes, what?” “Yes, daddy.” As soon as the words leave my mouth, a flare of bliss ricochets through my body. “I’m going to cum,” I whisper. He groans, “Fuck, you look so hot with my cock stuffed in your ass. I’m going to fill you up completely. You’re going to be leaking with daddy’s cum all day. Do you like that?”

"He’s different, Lona. He’s independent, runs his own company, and... oh, you’ll see tomorrow. He’s the most masculine man I’ve ever met. I really hope you two get along." Lona’s smile turned crooked, a look that meant everything but getting along. "Don't worry, Mom. I’ll be very good to my new Daddy. I’ll make sure he feels... right at home." "That’s my girl," her mother said, completely oblivious. Lona headed upstairs, her steps light and airy. In her head, she was already picking out her outfit for tomorrow. Something modest enough for Mom, but lethal to any red-blooded man. She couldn't wait to see New Daddy’s life crumble after she laid the trap.

“ don’t think that I am dumb , for goodness sake this is my house and for you to get assured and stop being scared , I want you to know that the bed is waterproof , all I just have to do is for my bed sheet to be changed . I nodded my head to his words and that was when the questions that I have been wanting to ask him came into my head . “ So tell me daddy , can ask you any question . He nodded his head at me and just smiled . I knew that no matter how hard I tried to pretend like I didn’t want to ask that damn questions , I had to ask about it anyway . “ So tell me daddy , you are going to be 50 in a short while and you want to tell me that you don’t have kids and most times I wonder how y

The manner at which I was wet by that point could be compared to a mini dam. “I'm sorry, baby girl,” He replied, “Are you okay with just a finger or do you want more?” Exhaling shakily, I looked down again and shook my head in negation, before realizing that I needed to use my words. N-No, daddy. I want more. I want your big, fat cock in me.” I rambled out, without an iota of shame. As good as my finger felt, it couldn't be compared to Benjamin's, not to talk of his dick.