My Heart Belongs To Daddy Novels & Stories

"I will never deprive my daddy! I... I will never stay away from you! It's all my fault! I should have trusted my daddy more than anyone else! You want me! You want me so much and it was never an act! I know! I know now! I know please... Daddyyyy! Oh fuck! Oh please!" "Whose words are you going to fucking trust from now on?" "Yours, daddy! Yours only!" I cried. "Desperate slut! Cum for daddy!" Those words unleashed a climax that was long due. I let my body accept the pleasure fully and I fell into a violent spasm as the climax rocked me hard. My body stretched and my back arched but I remained firmly strapped all while cumming and squirting my juices with the vibrator still inside of me. I w

He sat next to his father and took his palm in his palm and started caressing just like his father used to do when he fell sick. “Dad please don't do this to me. I will do as you say, I will even get married, but please get well soon. I love you so much. Please dad get well soon” tears were streaming from his eyes. his eyes were red and puffy from crying so much, his heart was shattering to million pieces seeing his father’s condition. Feeling someone’s presence behind him, he twirled to find Viraj standing behind him. Viraj gestures for him to come out. He hands Viren a cup of coffee and makes him drink it. Viraj then tells Viren that he has called Ankita and told her everything also that

I repeated as if reciting a poem. I stepped into the roof top and I waddled across the roof top. The raucous shrieking wind beclouded my voice I could not listen to my voice anymore I could only feel my lips moving. The breeze snuggled me lovingly like a blanket and it stroke my hair. The strands of my hair trembled on my shoulders.

I felt like a slut and I loved it. “Tell me who you belong to.” “You, Daddy,” I whispered, my voice hoarse. “I'm all yours.” “Louder.” he spanked my ass making me yelp. “I belong to you, Daddy.” He smiled darkly and pushed back into my mouth, fucking it harder this time. Saliva ran down my chin onto my tits as I moaned around his cock, one hand slipping between my legs without thinking but he noticed immediately. “Did I say you could touch your pussy?” he snapped, pulling out and yanking my head back by my hair.

He never smiled at me after that confession and seems to be getting mad at me but seeing him smile at me brings so much joy to my heart . “Aren’t you going to say something ?” He asked me again, breaking into my thoughts . I turned and faced him . Why can’t you let me be , my father asked you to be my guardian, he never said that you should stuck my life . My father is strict and he would still let me go out but yet you don’t want me leaving the house without your permission . Staying out is even crazier . I don’t have much to say but I would really appreciate it if you would let me be .” I told him to be as calm as possible as I pulled away from him and turned to face the window .

I said and offered him a smile. “Hmm,” he sighed and closed the door behind him, while I sulked at the fact that he didn't return the smile. In my boredom, I found a pen and a sticky note. “I would rather doodle,” I said to myself before getting at it. FORMER OUTLINE Book title : Daddy's best friend My dad's best friend has been my best friend and nanny since birth, but tonight my heart wants him. "Just call me Shawn", he says with his gaze still locked with mine as we click our champagne glasses.

“But leave some of Daddy’s cum inside you. I want you walking around all day feeling exactly who you belong to.” I shivered with fresh arousal. “Yes, Daddy.”

he asked against my hair. "You," I breathed. "Say it properly!" "I belong to Daddy." My voice broke on it. "I'm Daddy's girl. I'm yours, please don't stop…" He reached between us and found my clit again. Gentler this time. With patient circles while he kept his rhythm and the dual sensation wound up my body till I couldn't take it anymore. "Daddy…" My whole bump tightened. "Daddy I'm going to…" "Give it to me," he said. "Right now."

And I came like I’d been denied for a century. They watched me break apart. They made me break apart. And when it was over—when my body was nothing but aftershocks and sweat and whimpers—Daddy reached out, brushed my hair back, and whispered, “Now they know who you belong to.” .