Please Me, Daddy Novels & Stories

he agreed. “One last time,” I repeated, swallowing hard. "Please, Daddy," I begged, my breath hitting his lips. "Fuck your little girl.”

“Beg me to let you come.” “Please,” I cried, my body shaking, my need climbing up to my head, resetting my brain. It was overwhelming. “Let me come. I need to—” “Say it,” he snapped, his grip tightening on my hips. “Say you’re mine.” “Yours!” I screamed, too pressured within my internal walls to say anything else. “Yours, Daddy. Please—” He released me, his thrusts pushing in with more force, his growl vibrating through me. “Come for your Daddy,” he ordered, his voice on the point of breaking. “Now.”

“there's no way. If you want to come, then you'll have to beg for it.” “Please.” I wasted no time. Pleasure and ecstasy swirled in my veins and what not, and even though I was this close to cloud nine,I just knew that if I didn't get a release anytime soon, then I was actually going to combust into a million pieces all at once. “Please, Darius, just let me… “Please, what?” His voice was a low growl, as he fisted my hair in his hand. “Daddy.” I gasped. “ Please, daddy.”

I looked at him, lips trembling, shame twisting low in my stomach, but my need swallowing it whole. “P-please me…” His gaze didn’t change. I swallowed again, breath shaky. “Please me, Daddy.”

I could see how hard daddy was holding back and how harder it was for him by the second. "Do you want to cum, daddy?" "Cara!" "Hmmm... Daddy, tell me how much you want to cum" I ran my hands over his strong abs. "Damnit Cara, fuck that promise, I can't hold back any..." "Daddy! Oh..." "Daddy, just a bit more" I moved my hands back up to his shoulders and began riding him hard. My toes curled as I rode hard through the last seconds. "I am gonna cum!" I rasped. "Daddy, cum in my ass!" I moaned.

"Wait. Do you know what your daddy looks like? Have you seen him, love?" "Yes, Mommy. I saw him and Aunt Christy said it should only be our little secret."

He shook himself and tried to focus on my request like a good Daddy. I nearly giggled at how easy this was going to be. His hands spread out across my bare skin with subtle pressure and I moaned in response. “That’s it, Daddy,” I said, encouraging him. “Right there. A little harder.”

I messaged my dad immediately, "NOT COOL DAD." I did not wait to see his response because I sent him the picture alongside the text but his message soon came in. DADDY: what’s up sweet heart, what did daddy do this time around? ME: How could you violate my right so easily!” DADDY: I don’t know what you’re talking about sweetheart Me: YOU SHOWED HIM MY PIMPLE PICTURE! Me: You know I don’t like it DADDY: Who is "him"? ME: This is unbelievable! Just how many people have you shown it to?"

He allowed me to play with his phone even, he asked me about my day, I told him about daddy and how mean he is. "I'm sorry munchkin, I'll tell daddy not to take you on long shopping spree anymore. But no throwing tantrums deal?" He asks, I nod my head yes. Dada is the best, I happily lay on his shoulder waiting for dinner I'm hungry.