One Direction Daddy Kink Novels & Stories

"Daddy's going to fuck you like the beast you turn me into, kitten. Choke on my cock while I claim every inch." He fucked her like a man possessed, hips snapping with feral intensity, the bed shaking as he drove into her sopping heat. Katherine's hands clutched his broad shoulders, nails raking deep furrows across his skin, drawing beads of blood that only spurred him on. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her body jolting with each wild, hard stroke that bottomed out inside her. "Daddy... yes, fuck me harder! I'm yours…" she begged, voice breaking into sobs of bliss.

“I’m going to split you wide open, stretch you full, you’re going to scream, for me to continue for me to stop, and even then I won’t stop, I’ll ravage your tiny holes because they are mine, just call me daddy, and my cock is yours” I clenched my eyes shut, my breath was ragged. Heavily turned on No, I had only one daddy. I was only soaking wet because I was ovulating, only Daddy Vincent could be my daddy, not Daniel. “You can’t touch me, daddy will put a gun into your dick…” I moaned, rubbing myself against his hardness some more. I angled my neck, so I could stare at his dark features. A smile broke out on my face, and then I started laughing, excitement stirring and pouring from my womb.

She was standing in front of the dresser, with her leg raised to the back, giving me an enthralling show of her red, lacy thong and her soft ass, that I badly wanted to sniff and sink my teeth into. Seeing it in reality was even hotter and nothing compared to the image. “Hi, Daddy,” She smiled, as I leered at her, my cock straining forcefully against my briefs, ready to be let out and be inside Talia's wet heat. I had never known myself to have a daddy kink, but I guess one could never know oneself completely, right? “Call me that again,” I said, mindlessly dumping my briefcase on the floor, and loosening my tie as I walked up her, my arousal at the highest level.

All I have on is my little shirt. He lays me on his bed. He spreads my legs and begins to lick me. “Oh daddy, yes,” I moan. Daddy suckles my clit and licks my pussy. It feels so good. I cannot wait to have his cock inside me. “Daddy, will you please give me some cock,” I say. “Now, Kendra, you know I do not like you to talk that way,” he says. “I know, daddy, but I want it,” I say.

“Yes, Daddy… I’m yours.” My body was still shaking the next morning when I woke up. Everything hurts in the best and worst ways. My pussy and ass felt raw and stretched, full of plugs keeping all that cum locked inside me. Dad was already hard, rubbing his thick cock between my sore tits while Marcus and Damien watched. “Club night tonight, princess,” Dad said, voice rough. He slapped my face lightly with his dick. “The inner circle. Ten guys plus their sons. You’re the main entertainment. They’re gonna use you rough and then we auction your ass off for one private hour. No limits.”

One word was whispered to my mind and I was afraid that if I did speak: I was only going to beg. That word was please. Please- daddy. If those words tumbled past my lips, he was not going to let me go, I am certain he was going to bend me over the counter and take me right in this kitchen with my mother only feet away…. No doubt he would claim my untouched p***y, he was already hard for… me. Oh god! The Devil is my father. This is so wrong.

"She brought out these love letters at Grace's birthday party. Is she trying to provoke her?" "They're 20 years apart. This is practically incest. Charlotte has no shame!" "She's been trying to crawl into the Alpha King's bed since she was a kid by using her father's connections." "Poor Grace..." The chattering was so loud it drowned out the music. On the dance floor, Grace definitely heard what people were saying. She looked up at the images on the big screen, and her face went deathly pale. She trembled from head to toe, tears flooding her eyes.

I could feel myself teetering dangerously on the edge, but I wasn't ready to let go until he was inside me. And by he, I meant his cock. “N-Now, daddy,” I whispered, “Please.” Licking from my throat to the hilt of my breasts, Benjamin pulled his fingers out of me, before proceeding to wrap that same hand around his cock. My throat hitched with impatient arousal as I watched him jack off. “Come on, daddy,” I breathed out, and he chuckled before slapping his cock against my entrance. A sweet thrill passed through me at his wanton ministration, my hands falling off his nape and splaying on his chest.

Daddy can't blame me for screaming, I wasn't supposed to scream anymore, but the guy scared me, daddy was quick to hide me behind him, and both of my hands went into his shirt, hiding my face into his shirt. "Trent, what are you doing here?" daddy growls at the guy. "I'm here to visit, can't you see?" the guy answers with a dark smile, I peeked behind daddy's back and saw his eyes were silver just like daddy, he's another demon lord! "You're not welcome, why didn't you say you're coming?" daddy asks him. "We're brothers, no need to call in first," he says, but I don't agree. "What do you want?" daddy growls at him.

“Please, Daddy. Fuck me. I need you so badly.” He thrust deep in one powerful stroke, filling me completely. I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders. “Daddy! Yes!” He set a relentless pace immediately, pounding into me with long, commanding strokes that made my breasts bounce and my body slide up the bed. Each thrust hit deep, stretching me perfectly and sending sparks of pleasure through my core. “Do not stop, Daddy! Please, do not stop!” I moaned loudly, my voice echoing off the walls.