Please Me, Daddy Novels & Stories

“Will you do something for me, please?” “Tell me.” I run the arch of my foot up and down his calf, my fingers playing with his chest hair. Between us, his erection thickens, his breath accelerating. “While you’re in the office today, will you call my father and explain that we’re together now?” His body stiffens, but I press on. “I know he hasn’t been there for me, Aleksei. Raising me has been left entirely to you…” I lower my voice to a whisper. “My real daddy.”

"I'm going to make you feel so good, baby. Going to show you pleasure you didn't know your body was capable of. Trust me?" "I trust you, Daddy." "Then let's get you ready."

He never smiled at me after that confession and seems to be getting mad at me but seeing him smile at me brings so much joy to my heart . “Aren’t you going to say something ?” He asked me again, breaking into my thoughts . I turned and faced him . Why can’t you let me be , my father asked you to be my guardian, he never said that you should stuck my life . My father is strict and he would still let me go out but yet you don’t want me leaving the house without your permission . Staying out is even crazier . I don’t have much to say but I would really appreciate it if you would let me be .” I told him to be as calm as possible as I pulled away from him and turned to face the window .

“Fuck me!!" How I love this. She was my best friend's daughter, I was her stepfather…I loved quenching her desire. I'm not proud of it. But I love it

His face was like stone, his sharp eyes focused on the village roads as they started to get busy. "Why are you so quiet? Still mad about last night?" Lona whispered. She felt bold. Her hand began to crawl higher, inching toward his groin. She could feel his thigh muscle, hard as a rock beneath her palm. "Didn't you say you were good at disciplining things that were out of place? I’m feeling a little... messy, Daddy. I think I need you to fix me." Lona let out a soft giggle, feeling like she had the upper hand. She was sure Revan was about to snap, just like all the stepfathers before him. She kept stroking his leg, occasionally giving him a little pinch.

he groaned as she reached for his zipper, her fingers fumbling with the metal teeth before finally succeeding. She reached inside, her hand finding the hard length of him still confined by his briefs. The heat of him through the thin fabric made her mouth water. She stroked him slowly, feeling him throb beneath her touch and his responding groan was pure, unadulterated pleasure. "Touch me, please," she begged, her voice cracking. "I can't... I can't tame myself when I'm with you. Please touch me, Daddy." "We'll talk after this," he said, his tone firm despite the desire darkening his eyes.

"Don't fucking come, you hear me?" "Please," I pleaded, my voice barely recognisable. "I can't hold it any longer. "Please, Daddy." He rammed into me, his growls turning into short pants mixed with that melodic moan. He's close. I can feel him twitching and expanding inside of me.

"Yes, I'm your Daddy and you're my baby, but there's no difference really. It's just in the way we see it that makes it seem different." Maeve looked confused. "I belong to you?" "Do you want me to teach you everything and help you grow into the best person you can be?" "Yes." "Do you want to make me happy?" "Yes." "Do you love me?" "Of course Daddy." "Do you want to belong to me?" "Oh yes, Daddy." Her face and voice lit up with joy.

I shudder, shake, and do my best to hold on to him until finally, as I come down, the word escapes my lips again. “Daddy…” “Yes, baby,” Fred replies. “I’m here.”

I looked at him and smiled, “Do you want to help Daddy make Mommy forgive me?” He nodded and clapped his hands. “Yes, Daddy! I want to help” “Alright, Sammy. I have a plan”