Naughty Daddy Novels & Stories

Too erotic. "Look. Look at yourself. Watch daddy's cock sink into your pussy" daddy ordered and how in the world could I ever go against my daddy's orders. Without a choice, I raised my gaze and looked at myself as Daddy began to lower me onto his cock. I moaned lowly, extremely turned on and yet tired as my pussy took daddy's cock inside of me. "Aaahhhh..." I moaned. "Oh fuck, you are even more erotic when you are watching yourself. My sexy and pretty slut" He kissed my neck and that was all the gentleness.

I snap, and Anastasia gasped in outrage. “She fixed my head!” “She also trespassed into our territory. That's hardly celestial behavior.” I fired back only for my daughter to stomp her foot hard. “You’re being mean, Daddy” “Yes,” I agreed calmly. “That does tend to happen when people murder your wife.” The moment those words slipped out, Anastasia froze instantly. Damn it. I didn't mean to say that. I did. But not in that way. Hearing my daughter speak about that human like that made something ugly twist in my chest.

“You’re such a naughty little slut. Letting Daddy fuck this tight pussy while your boyfriend is right downstairs.” “Yes, Daddy…” I whispered breathlessly when he moved his hand. “I’m your slut. Please don’t stop.” He flipped me onto my stomach, pushed my face into the pillow, and mounted me from behind. He fucked me harder, his heavy balls slapping against my clit with every thrust. The wet, nasty sounds of his cock churning our mixed cum were loud in the room. “Quiet,” he warned, spanking my ass sharply. “You don’t want Jake to hear how much better Daddy fucks you.”

“That’s the point, daddy dearest. I want to ruin you, so fuck me hard.” His thrusts turn wild and desperate. The bed creaks under us, loud in the quiet house. His hand slips between us, finds my clit and rubs hard. I cry out, arching off the bed. “Yes—yes, daddy—right there—” He kisses my neck, biting just below my ear. “You're such a naughty girl, Lisa,” he mutters. I don’t deny it because he’s right. I am a very naughty girl. The way he fills me, the forbidden scent and heat of him, the way my body betrays every moral I was raised with, he really drives me crazy. I’m soaked and clenching tightly around him, aching to scream out his name.

"I'm your stepmommy." Zanéh scrunched up her face further like the last word was a pungent smell in her nose. She eyed the lady up and down and settled back on her face. "You're white." Murda slowly rose back to her feet, dusting at her knees. It was obvious she didn't know what reply to give to that. Kiersey saw this as her cue to step in. "I take it you didn't know before? " Zanéh shrugged nonchalantly, popping at her gum. "I don't know, I just assumed Daddy . . . where's my daddy?" She glanced about with question, before settling back on Murda's face with an expression that could be likened to accusal.

I say. He thrusts into my hot pussy again. He pushes all the way to the bottom and stops. My pussy is entirely full of his hard cock. I squirm, wanting him to thrust into me. He pushes into me further slowly. He smacks my ass again. I begin to cum hard. My walls are vibrating. My legs are weak. My moans are louder. I push back, trying to get him to pound me hard while I cum. Daddy begins fucking me faster as I cum uncontrollably all over his cock. Daddy begins to moan as he releases his seed into me. He lay over the sofa exhausted. He smacks me on the ass one last time.

My thighs clamped together, keeping my hand right there in between my legs and hoping I had not been loud enough for him to hear. I was being such a naughty girl. Naughtier than I thought I could ever be. A naughty girl needs someone to punish her and teach her. I needed that someone and I knew who that someone was. Fuck Bryant! Fuck Leon! Fuck Francesca! The person I needed was my daddy.

he told me in a pleading voice. "Okay, Dad. I'm willing to hear your explanation. Why? Why were you able to betray your bosses when they were so kind to you? Tell me, Dad," I asked him wiping away my tears. "I was ordered by a big person to kill Phil's parents in exchange for a large amount of money. At first, I didn't agree with what he wanted and I tried to tell my boss what he was planning to do with them. But that didn't work because I don't know how he guessed that I was planning to report him to my boss so he threatened me that he would kill you, Amber," Dad stopped speaking for a moment to get some air. "You're too young back then and I don't want you to get hurt so I didn't continue

“You are a naughty girl.” She didn’t know what possessed her but she teased him right back, “Yes I am, daddy.” His hands tightened around her thighs, fingers convulsing as if he was once again losing control but he held back. “You are fucking naughty. I’m going to teach you some manners, you naughty little girl. Moan for daddy, baby,” he ordered as he seized her clit between his thumb and index finger to squeeze. A loud moan escaped her, her toes curling tightly. “Louder!”

That morning, Vivian had told her that Ted might come over to the house because of the DNA test result. She had decided to go for her post natal appointment with her baby Alexander and subsequently stop over to see her father, Victor Moore. She just wasn't ready for any awkward meeting with Ted. As she finished up at the hospital it was about twelve noon, Veronica drove off to her father's office to see him and kill time as well. when she got to his office she needed to use the convenience urgently. Victor Moore had always been an absentee father, always travelling and barely at home. He had recently come into town to see Vivian's babies, Veronica couldn't count the number of times her fathe