Namjoon Daddy Novels & Stories

(Well it’s because you aren’t taking care of yourself, why would you drive when you can barely open your eyes) Seojoon replied with his lips twitching as though he was fighting back a smile. “mianhae omma hajiman oneul ireun jongsinopssotkko ama naenyoneneun geuroke dwelkkoya” (sorry mom, but work was hectic today and would probably be that way for the next year) Dae-Hyun replied with a smile as a thought came to mind that although he never had his mom he had a wonderful family with his Dad and Seojoon’s family, who were seriously the best family he could have ever asked for, always thinking of his well-being. That’s why it would be amazing if his Dad could find someone and have the family h

Fuck, what's wrong with me? "Tsk, that's not funny." He said trying to act as if he’s angry at me but I bet he doesn’t. "By the way, did you like your new look baby?" I whispered to his ears, I wrapped my hand around his waist and pressed our body until he can feel my boner poking at his butt. "Yes, Daddy." My brows furrowed at his response, I didn’t expect him calling me daddy but damn, it sounds so arousing and seductive, I’m gonna fuck him right here right now if only we don’t have an event to attend to.

I gasped. I was… I did. Frantically, I grabbed my phone again and opened it with trembling hands. I went straight to the recording app. I let out a deep breath the moment I saw a new audio file saved. I hit play. "Oh… Tito Damien… Damien! Faster! Please! Daddy!" My jaw dropped. The phone slipped from my fingers. “Fuck! Mica!” I cursed at myself. I slept with him. With my ex-boyfriend’s father. It was real. I thought maybe it was just a dream.

Her inner walls clenched around his invading fingers, desperate to draw him deeper, to keep him there, to wring every last drop of pleasure from this moment. "Do you understand?" He asked again in his commanding tone, curling his fingers inside her, pressing against that sweet spot that made her see stars. "Ye.. Yess… Daddy!" Anny couldn't help moaning. The word was an offering and a surrender, a recognition of exactly who held the power here. It felt right on her tongue, forbidden and thrilling. "So obedient, babygirl!" Adriano patted her cheeks with his free hand, a gesture that should have been condescending but somehow felt like the highest praise. She found herself leaning into the touc

"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.

Daddy suddenly grabbed me and turned me back as if he lost total control. Before I could even adjust or position myself, his cock had been rammed inside of me. My eyes widened and my body froze at the sudden intrusion. I was still hella tight and this position made his cock go even deeper. "Unggh! So tight and so wet. You are gripping my cock so well like daddy's little slut" he gripped my waist tightly and then I felt him moving in more. He hadn't rammed everything in! "I am so full, daddy. So so full" I moaned nastily, my nipples aching to be touched.