On Daddy Novels & Stories

I look at Daniel before introducing him. "He is your daddy?" Daniel and I held our breath as we waited for his reaction. A few seconds later he ran towards Daniel. "You are really my daddy?" He asks. Daniel nodded before answering, "Yes son, I am your daddy!" He suddenly jumped up and hugged Daniel "Yes! I have a handsome daddy!" I smiled looking at them adorably. Dana was right they were like a pea in a pod.

I longed for a peaceful day, devoid of tension and drama. As I descended the stairs, I couldn't help but wonder what the day had in store. To my surprise, Henry wasn't alone in the living room. My heart leaped with joy when I spotted my father standing there, looking as distinguished and loving as ever. Without a moment's hesitation, I rushed to him, engulfing him in a bear hug. "Daddy!" I exclaimed, feeling an overwhelming surge of affection. "I've missed you." His warm embrace enveloped me, just as I remembered it from my childhood. "I've missed you too, Sophia," he replied, his voice filled with genuine affection.

She usually addressed him in this manner whenever she is angry with me and he does play along without calling her a pet name so she is not irritated. “ Your fiance is here Miss Blair and your presence is of pivotal important. ” Her father said in a calm collected manner . It was not of his nature to give out other informations with the tone or urgency in his voice. “ ugggghhh ” Isabella grunts with a clearly frustrated face “ what does he want ? ” “ What does he want ? ”

His eyes caught one and he asked, “How about we play, ‘just dance’ together” Curtis looked at him with wide eyes. Uncle Adam never liked that game and said it was because he didn’t know how to dance and meeting his daddy for the first time, he didn’t look like a man who could dance either so the suggestion amazed the little boy and he asked, “Daddy, can you dance?” “Yeah, Daddy can dance very well,” Cooper was quick to respond since he danced with his father a lot during birthdays and even with kid games such as these.

Dylan growled angrily. She stared at his utterly familiar face, bit was filled with rage after what he'd just done. “Let go of me, sir!” She yelled out. Joanna tried her best to remain stable in the arms of her mother. “Daddy, let go of my mummy!” She cried out. Katrina didn't hear wrong, her daughter just referred to this strange man as her daddy. She couldn't understand what was going on. Who Dylan was and why did Joanna call him daddy?

“Can you feel Daddy’s cock? Can you feel how hard Daddy’s cock is for you?” Nuella’s nipples poked and her pussy moistened. He was hard for her. Her heart melted and she nodded before giving a reply. “Yes, Daddy. I can feel your hardness coco against my ass.” “Good girl. That was how fucking hard I was when you called your father Daddy, a name that is fucking meant for me.” Nuella swallowed him. She had called her father Daddy? “What is Daddy going to do to me?” Devine grinned, then bit on her earlobe watching her shudder.

Daddy? She feels like a naughty girl who is jumping on her daddy's lap, she is a feverish slut for this man who is fucking her mercilessly. She never called a man daddy during sex, but the dirtiness of the idea makes her insides pulsate around his cock. "Oh! You are squeezing me so hard." He groans and smiles at her arrogantly. "Are you gonna come, babygirl?" "Ahh, yess.." She breathes out and clenches her hands on his shoulders, looks at his eyes. "I am gonna come, daddy! "

Looking into his eyes deeply, I slowly got my ass up and slowly lowered my ass back onto his cock. "Fuck" he cursed and I could see just how much my daddy was holding back. I rose from his cock again and went back down slowly. My body shuddered this time around, his cock feeling so good inside of me. Slowly, I built up a pace that was now slow and not fast too. "Cara!" Daddy let out in between gritted teeth. "My daddy wants to cum for me?" I asked in a whisper. "Fuck! You know I fucking want to! I need to!"

Charlotte's POV When I saw the relieved smile on my father's face, my chest tightened for some reason. All these years, my love for Layson had brought him a lot of gossip, yet he never blamed me. After dinner, my father and Carlson went to the study together. I didn't know what they discussed. It was half an hour later when Carlson emerged. He said goodbye and got ready to leave. Strangely, I didn't want him to leave. It was only our first meeting, and this was an engagement I had never really considered. But when he stood at the door smiling at me, I realized I didn't want him to go.

“I’ve been your Daddy for years, especially after your mother died. But after what we just did… it feels weird and different now. How can I still be your Daddy after fucking you?” Nelly tilted her head innocently. “So… you want me to stop calling you Daddy?” “I said it feels weird, but…” He looked away for a moment, then back at her with a dark glint in his eyes. “What I want is something else.” Nelly leaned even closer, her heavy breasts brushing against his arm. “What is it, Daddy? Tell me.”