Perverted Daddy System Novels & Stories

“No, Daddy… I don’t. I love your cock. I love being owned by you. I’m your cheating cumslut now. Mark is just… there. A roommate. This pussy belongs to you.” The confession seemed to unlock something feral in both men. They flipped her onto all fours and destroyed her in a brutal spitroast. Jax railed her pussy from behind while Marcus fucked her throat until thick strings of throat slime ran down her chin and onto her swinging tits. They switched. Then switched again. Every time they bottomed out, they made her repeat how worthless her old life was. “I’m addicted to Daddy’s cock,” she sobbed through another orgasm, squirting all over the basement floor. “I’m addicted to being a nasty marrie

"Daddy's still pissed though, he ought to at least reply to his broadcast message with something. " Autumn's dad was the president of Lush Quarters, a post that was voluntary and had nothing to do with the building super. He admined the buildings group page along with the super and was responsible for gathering opinions about matters arising from the tenants and presenting them to the super and things like that. Mr Patterns, Autumn's dad, who was a vet by day, took his voluntary post very seriously. Kiersey shrugged and picked the bowl back up. She pretended not to notice the fixed look Peyton was giving her. Seriously, could anything pass that girl by?

Daddy's hand goes to his cock, and as his eyes keep their gaze on me, his hand begins to stroke his cock. Oh my god, Daddy! You pervert! But I'm a pervert as well, because my attention won't leave his cock as it grows in every dimension. The more he beats it, the longer and fatter it gets, until Daddy successfully brings himself to full mast. His dick is just as big as I imagined it would be when it was soft, and when it throbs in his hand, my heart thrums along with it. And as his dick stares me dead, that animal magnetism from before is incessant, speeding my heart up as I contemplate exactly what I want to do. The urges in me spread through my brain like a virus, and finally, Daddy's dick

I moved closer, "Mommy, you also didn't mention that everybody else in this family was a pervert hypocrite." Mommy's eyes went wide, and she gripped Sarah's full breasts as she orgasmed all over her daughter's face. That set Sarah off. She grunted into mommy's pubic hair and I watched as a gusher rocketed out of her pussy, splashing off daddy's belly as he groaned. "Oh, baby, cum for daddy. Daddy's gonna fill you up." With a plunge and a groan, he came inside his daughter. Mom panted, "Yeah grand, ain't it? I don't think any of our friends do this, but I have my suspicions."

He poked inside her, and his two fingers were covered with clear discharge. He brought his two fluid-coated fingers up in front of her, his eyes full of enjoyment as he looked at the embarrassed Emma, “Look at this, my daughter, so stimulated by daddy that you’re soaking wet. You truly are a naughty daughter. How does it feel? Very stimulating, isn’t it?” Emma was horrified by his form of address. Her face went pale, and she instinctively slapped away his other hand that was trying to touch her, “I am not your daughter... you can’t call me that.”

Cody said being nervous "Forget it. I need to take care of my body because my great grandson is coming soon. I need to keep my body fit to play with him" Mr. Rodgers, said and left from there. Cody followed him helplessly. After working for him for the last five years he found out one thing that all Rodgers were hell stubborn. They had their own ways to makes people listen to them. And they loved to be dominant. "Cody, you have to do one thing" Mr. Rodgers said

We stayed joined against the counter until our breathing slowed, and then he eased out, and the warm slide of his come leaking onto the tile made my stomach tighten with filthy satisfaction. That same night, after my mother had returned and gone to bed, he came to my room again in the dark. The visit was quieter and more desperate, the risk of her waking only a few doors away making every thrust sharper. He pushed into me from behind while I stayed on my side and the slow deep strokes built until I came with my face pressed into the pillow to muffle the sounds. He filled me again and then stayed inside me until his cock softened, and only then did he ease out and leave me with the evidence o

I wanted him to go even harder on me. “Fuck... Mike,” I cried out at the pressure building up again. I don't think I can handle another orgasm again. “Shit! I am going to cum for you daddy... Please daddy, let me cum.” I watch as his eyes rolled over, he loved the way I called him daddy, it makes him feel powerful and in control. “Since you are being a good girl... Daddy will reward you.” His hand spread my leg apart, he lifts me with one hand and grabbed his cock with the other hand. I swallowed hard at the thick length, as he positioned himself at my entrance.

He slaps it against my pussy a few times, then rubs the head over my clit until I’m shaking again. He pushes back in and repeats the torment—long, deep strokes mixed with filthy words about breeding his little girl, about painting me from the inside, about how no one else will ever have this perfect cunt. By the time he finally lets me come a fourth time, I’m a sobbing, trembling mess of pleasure, still desperately holding the model’s pose. Dad pulls out and strokes himself furiously over my spread pussy. “Tomorrow, baby. Tomorrow Daddy’s going to fill you up while you pose. Going to breed this womb while you stay perfectly still for your artist.”

Pulled out dripping, made them lick each other clean—tongues in cum-filled holes. Revelations came between rounds—his dark past spilled. "Widower after my wife died young. Craved control, family to own. You two... perfect. Quit college. Live as my subs. Bear my kids." They nodded eager, collared necks bobbing. "Yes, Daddy. Forever." More fucking—double pen again, switching holes mid-thrust. Cum dripped everywhere—sheets soaked, bodies marked. Evening, they lay exhausted, hints of pregnancy in his whispers. "Bellies round soon." Bound in taboo love, eternal. Sophia touched her colla r. "Daddy, what if Mom comes back?"