One Direction Daddy Kink 소설 & 이야기

It drives me crazy beyond imagination. “Fuck me, daddy.” I blurt out, not noticing the word I used to call him. I forgot to add. Yeah, I have a daddy kink as well. Never thought I would be able to use it someday. Before I can regard my choice of word, Spencer's grip on my hip hardens and his eyes turn black with lust. Good to know that I'm not the only one with this kink. At once, he rips my panty, making me gasp.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Daddy smirks, his right hand unbuttoning my shorts before slipping underneath the waistband and pushing a finger into my slit. My back arches as Daddy explores my already wet pussy. “Be quiet, little lady,” Daddy whispers. I stare into Daddy's eyes, my mouth hanging open as Daddy slowly rubs his finger through my slit. It's only one digit, but it feels incredibly thick, pushing my lips wide open as he grinds my pink flesh. My fingers dig into his hair, stroking his scalp as he strokes me, my body begging for more. His knuckle presses into my clit, sending a pulse of energy straight through my cunt. It causes my butt to buck as my body's already halfway to

"Mister Daddy, what are you doing?" Naomi sat up straight and watched Jack walk up to the stage. He sat down in front of the electronic organ like Prince Charming. Under the white-washed light, he glowed. He focused his attention solely on Naomi as he curled his lips, "Listen carefully, kid." Subconsciously, Naomi pressed her chest and held her breath for no reason. Everyone in the diner was attracted to him. Slowly, he started playing the electronic organ with his fingers. The song that he played was Nothing Is Better Than You.

This man could’ve either been God’s favorite or one of Satan’s spawn of sin, lust to be specific. “You like what you see don’t you?” His sexually stimulating voice cut into the silence. To which I nodded to, “Yes, daddy!” My response came out low, like a purr. “Perfect. Now you’re going to wrap your pretty little mouth around daddy’s cock and choke on it. You won’t stop until you have my cum fill up your mouth. Understood?” I lowered my head as I opened up for his size in answer to his question. I took him in as instructed, not stopping until I could feel him hitting at the back of my throat.

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.

It’s a sin to moan out your mother’s husband’s name while masturbating until that husband is George, and he’s doing the exact same thing behind his locked study door. "On your knees, Daddy!" I growled with full authority. A sly smirk touches my lips as I look down at him, stepping closer. "Watch me do exactly as I did last night when I was busy touching myself thinking about you." A dark hunger flares in his eyes. "As you wish, your highness," he murmurs, lowering himself onto both knees right in front of me on the floor. WARNING: TURN BACK NOW. This book is strictly 18+ and absolutely NOT for the innocent. You have one last chance to run, because once you click Chapter 1, there’

"Did I not tell you yesterday to leave the liquor money on top of the TV before you went to your damned job?" I grabbed his wrist that was trapping my hair. "I do not work to spend money on you, Mister Daniel." I heard my mother's shocked gasp as she tried to step between us. Her crying voice shattered my heart. "Please Daniel. Leave your daughter alone." He roared, his voice rough and heavy from the alcohol clogging his throat. It sounded like he had emptied an entire bar just to feel strong enough to attack us. "If you do not shut that mouth, you will take her place. And I will not show you mercy."

They are so majestic that I feel like I am peering into the eyes of a powerful deity. I look down quickly unable to meet his gaze for long. I slow my breathing, ignoring the pain all over my body, and prop myself up on my elbows to begin explaining myself. My tank top is exposing every inch of my figure and my soaked shorts have receded up to the bottom of my hips so I feel almost naked. “I’m the daughter of Markus Roze.” I know he will immediately recall this name. After all, my father was once loyal to him. “Markus?” His brow straightens out and I see a calmer and more understanding expression come over him. The look he gives me feels intense and the cold kind of recedes.

i let out a low gasps. I can hear my mind screaming about how wrong all of this is. If mom find's out her boyfriend is pleasuring me right now, things cannot be good for either of us. But dad voice is too intoxicating, i cannot stop. I climbed even higher in ecstasy as he slip his hands under my panties. My clit is so swollen and my juice are dripping, then his finger move with purpose against my clit, each stroke faster than the last one and unable to hold it any longer a moan escape from my lip but dad is quick to cover my mouth with the blanket to prevent my mom from hearing.

he asked daddy. "Her cunt is for my cock's pleasure alone," daddy smiled whilst still holding my skirt up for the gathered men to see my pussy. "But if anyone wants a taste, I'll let you have some of that mixed cum that's flowing out of her cunt right now." A few of the men came up and ran their fingers through my slit and daddy hugged me and squeezed my tits. Another man got daddy's attention. "I understand that you want to keep her cunt to yourself," he said. "But seeing you two has got me so horny. How about letting me get my cock sucked by her?"