Perverted Daddy Novels & Stories

My eyes were closed tightly as he continued to massage my pussy over my pants. My cunt felt swollen and wet around his hand, and his fingers were moving slowly inside of me. "Pull the panties out, Daddy. Please pull it out…" I cried as the overwhelming pleasure to be touched directly threatened down on me. "You want them off so badly, don't you?" he growled against my wet skin, his breath burning hot. He didn't pull the fabric down yet. Instead, he kept his hand firmly between my thighs, pressing his thick palm right against my throbbing clit over the damp lace. "Tell me how much you need it, Audrina. Tell me how wet you are for your daddy right now."

“Beg for it one more time. Tell me how bad you want Daddy’s cock inside this tight little pussy.” I moaned into the pillow, pushing my hips back toward him without thinking. My pussy clenched at the feel of him there, hot and hard and ready. “Please, Daddy,” I moaned, my voice muffled but desperate. “Please fuck me. I want your cock so bad. I need it deep inside me. Please, Daddy, fuck me hard.”

Sophie cried out, gripping the sheets. “Fuck—Daddy, it’s so much—” “You can take it,” he growled, starting a deep, rolling rhythm. One hand fisted her hair, the other reached around to rub her clit. “This weekend I’m going to ruin every hole. Fill you until you forget what it feels like to be empty.” The daddy/little dynamic deepened with every thrust. He made her call him Daddy with every stroke, praising her prettiness, her obedience, how perfectly her body gripped him.

the woman moaned, and I froze, snapping my focus from the massive cock leaking pre-cum just feet from me, to the porno on the screen. “I love fucking my little girl. You take Daddy so well, stretching around me so your cunt is strangling my dick until I’m gonna blow my wad in my daughter’s wet little pussy.” I felt my eyes widen at what I heard and what I was watching. My father was jerking off to… daughter/daddy p**n? I didn't know how to feel, how to react. Did this mean my dad was into this kind of stuff? Did this mean I could be wholly honest with him, and he’d accept what I wanted?

I put it to my ear, and I stilled. “Dear ex daughter of mine, I have the betrayer in my grasp, finally. I never knew I had a whore for a daughter. You're just like me, sleeping with my business partner. I have him here. If you want to ever see him again, come to dearest daddy.”

I heaved a sigh of relief because he answers my call after a minute or two that I thought he's just ignoring my call. "When are you coming back? Zeke is looking for you." I said and simply looked at Zeke who was still hugging Zuck. I heard daddy sneeze on the other line. "I don't know, maybe this weekend. Tell Zeke that I'll be back soon." Daddy said and I suddenly heard a man calling him, I want to think that it was just his staff but I am not a stupid fool, I know he is with his mistress again. Until now, I still can't believe that my father, a former soldier who was muscular and gym fit, was fucking another man.

"Why isn't it you lying there unconscious?" Grace let out a sinister laugh. "Me? Wicked?" She lifted her head. Hatred shone in her eyes. "And your son isn't wicked? He said again and again that he loved me, but every time Charlotte called, he'd drop everything and run to her! He kept me by his side while refusing to let her go! A man like that deserves to die!" She laughed wildly. "He deserves it! He seduced a teenage girl! Now, he'll never wake up!"

he groaned, his hands gripping my hips as he tore deeper into me. “Open me up Daddy, make me yours, dig me, Daddy, please” I cried. His dick was so big, I wondered if I could last another minute pretending I was enjoying his thrust, my pussy was struggling to adjust to his size. “Daddy, my pussy is going to fall apart” I screamed. “You like it, dont you? You like being big daddy’s slut?” I heard him say as he pounded harder into me. “Yessssssss daddy! Yes!!!! Yes,” I screamed.

Fucking pervert. "Mmm, those clothes do nothing to show off their bodies," he said. What a fucking dick! "Dad!" the son growled. "What? Don’t you want someone that has a nice body? She’ll be the mother of your child, so you’d have to find her at least a little attractive."

I’ve had the same guilty pleasure for almost three years now. His performer name is “Dominant Daddy Rex.” Early forties, tall, built like he spends half his life in the gym, salt-and-pepper hair always perfectly messy, deep voice that could melt steel. Every video is pure older-man fantasy: rough, possessive, filthy breeding talk that makes me come harder than anything else on the site. I’ve subscribed to his premium page since I turned eighteen, bought every PPV, left thirsty comments under a fake username he’s actually replied to a few times. Pathetic? Maybe. But nobody knows. It’s my secret escape.