Make Me Yours Daddy Novels & Stories

I gasped, my voice raw, my body shaking as I met his gaze. “I need you so bad, Daddy. Please… fuck me, make me yours again.”

"I'd beg for your cock, Daddy. Whisper how much I want you to fuck me hard, and make me yours. I'd be quiet at first, but you'd make it so good I'd have to bite my lip to keep me from screaming." He groaned, shifting closer, his free hand cupping my breast, thumbing my nipple until it hardened. "God, you drive me crazy. Your mom's a good woman, but she doesn't get me like you do. She doesn't make me this hard." He guided my hand to his crotch, where his erection strained against his pants. "Feel that? That's all for you." I stroked him through the fabric, feeling the heat and girth. "It's so big, Daddy. I love how it feels inside me, stretching my pussy." My voice was husky now, the words tu

His green eyes darted between my big bold eyes and my body melted inside his shirt. “Do you know how much you kill me when you call me daddy?” I breathed, his voice made my slick drown out my pussy folds. Deep and gravelly, yet it sounded soft. I loved it! I shook my head. He grabbed my hand and put it on his cock. Fuck! The heavy pulsing of that massive cock made every nerve in my body jump out of my skin. My eyes widened and my lips parted, but I didn't break eye contact. “You make me want to fuck you in a way you would not be able to contain,”

I scream in delight, the force reverberating through my frame, quaking my body to the dead weight of flesh. Incapable of resisting the meat tenderizer inside me. Daddy grunts forcefully with each thrust, using his power to feed me his cock. “Fuck,” he growls. “That pussy's so good, Babygirl.” “Yeah, yeah, yeah!” I breathlessly heave, my body bouncing along the wooden bench. “Fuck me, Daddy.” He leans into me, his mouth meeting mine as he can't help but kiss his little girl's dirty mouth. Our tongue's intertwine as Daddy's thrusts slow

“Beg me to let you come.” “Please,” I cried, my body shaking, my need climbing up to my head, resetting my brain. It was overwhelming. “Let me come. I need to—” “Say it,” he snapped, his grip tightening on my hips. “Say you’re mine.” “Yours!” I screamed, too pressured within my internal walls to say anything else. “Yours, Daddy. Please—” He released me, his thrusts pushing in with more force, his growl vibrating through me. “Come for your Daddy,” he ordered, his voice on the point of breaking. “Now.”

“Let her walk in and see her precious daughter getting finger-fucked by her uncle right before a fancy kitty party.” My eyes rolled back. My head fell against his shoulder as he pumped his finger slowly, curling it against that spot that made me see stars. “You’re so wet, princess,” he groaned against my ear. “So fucking tight and greedy. This pussy knows exactly who it belongs to. Say it.” “I’m yours-” I whimpered, voice shaking. “Only yours, Daddy… I love you… I’ve never thought about anyone else… never wanted anyone else… please-”

why daddy? 'That's because you’re so fucking hot,' he said, lifting his head, eyes locked on hers. 'I'm gonna make you feel every bit of how perfect you are.' He sucked her clit hard, two fingers thrusting into her, curling to stroke her g-spot. She bucked, tears spilling over. Daddy! I'm... I'm coming!' she cried, pussy clenching around his fingers, juices soaking his hand. He lapped it all up, murmuring, 'That's it, come for me. Let it all out for daddy.'

"Daddy... he came into my room again, Mama. He kept saying I was beautiful... he wouldn't stop touching me even though I begged him to stop... hic.... Why do you always bring these monsters into our home? Why do they only want my body?" She buried her face in her mother’s chest, hiding a sharp, triumphant smirk. Behind those pitiful sobs, she was already mapping out her next move. These men were just trash to be discarded, and Lona was the queen holding all the cards. But she had no idea that Stepfather Number Five was a different breed entirely. Revanyounger, devastatingly handsome, and possessing a heart carved from ice—was already waiting to turn her little game upside down.

Asher immediately rushed into them and pulled me quickly into his arms so that I felt very safe. "Mr. Zannelith?" A sugar baby recognized my father. I immediately attacked him with a question. "What are you doing to my daughter? Look, this restaurant belongs to my best friend, and the men you're dating have companies under me. I could have ruined their careers because of what you did!" Dad looked furious. I pretended to be scared in Asher's arms to make him even angrier and more sadistic in threatening them all.

Still hard after fucking me so hard and making me cum multiple times. "What do you say to daddy for making you cum?" He asked, his hand reaching for my back and caressing my back and reaching for my cuffed hands. "Thank you... Thank you daddy" I whimpered, the tears rolling down my eyes. Daddy leaned in and kissed my tears. "You are so fucking sexy. Whimpering and shedding tears from cumming" his deep voice caressed my ears. "You... You are still hard, daddy" I pointed out, sniffing back my tears and looking at his hard cock.