Pleasing Daddy Novels & Stories

I lit my cigar and drew in a slow breath before letting the smoke drift lazily into the air. The smell of tobacco mixed with the damp scent of the abandoned warehouse. Across from me, the boys huddled closer to their mother, trembling so badly they could barely stay still. I couldn't look away. There was something fascinating about watching hope fight against fear. I exhaled another stream of smoke and smiled. "Don't worry, boys." My eyes remained fixed on them. "Your daddy is coming." I leaned back in my chair. "And I do hope for your sake he hurries." A faint laugh escaped me. "I've been looking forward to meeting him.”

“Please, Daddy. Fuck me. I need you so badly.” He thrust deep in one powerful stroke, filling me completely. I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders. “Daddy! Yes!” He set a relentless pace immediately, pounding into me with long, commanding strokes that made my breasts bounce and my body slide up the bed. Each thrust hit deep, stretching me perfectly and sending sparks of pleasure through my core. “Do not stop, Daddy! Please, do not stop!” I moaned loudly, my voice echoing off the walls.

Daddy said. "You look divine mommy." Parker said "You look like a goddess mommy." Gabriel added. "You look divine mommy" Jamison replied. "You look etherial mommy." I smirkly added. Mommy look at us beaming and one by one kiss us. We all smirks at our father who was sulking because mommy did not kiss him. "Where's mine?" Daddy whined. "None. Your son's compliment was better than yours. The word beautiful is too plain." Mommy smirks.

She leaned into the screen. "Doesn't he look gorgeous?" Daddy spoke up, thrusting into me ruthlessly I was seeing different kinds of stars. "How perfect he looks when he's taking daddy's cock," "Oh, believe me, I'm looking," she said. "Harder Daddy," I moaned. "Please fuck me harder," I pleaded, squirming against the blanket. "With pleasure," Daddy growled, thrusting his hips harder, hitting my prostate constantly I felt like I was floating. My body felt tingly with every thrust.

Daddy grunts out as his dick fills me up over and over. The pain starts to subside so only the pleasure is left. The pleasure that blinds me and makes my whole body feel like it's on fire. Daddy's hot, sweaty body rubs against mine as his soft lips attack my neck with a harshness I love more than anything. A shock of intense pleasure shoots up my cock every time I'm pushed foreword and it's rubs against the sheets. "Daddy it feels so good, I'm gunna cum soon," I warn breathlessly.

"Slutty as hell, as is her makeup. Well it suits her well as she, despite the sweet innocent act, truly has the heart of a wicked little whore." Ellie can't believe the words coming out of her daddy's mouth, but instead of protesting, remembering her mother's hard slap earlier, she keeps her mouth shut. "So are we ready to play master?" "Very much so. I just can't wait to get my hands on my sweetest Ellie. To touch her, to hold her, to play with her." Her daddy's voice changes, now full of heartfelt soft emotion, just as she remembered from her childhood, but the words they speak are anything but sweet, "Ellie sweetheart ...Would you mind very much if your daddy plays with your pussy."

Her lips parted and her back pressed into my chest, her nails scraping my thighs. “I want your fingers in my pussy, daddy. Fucking me harder and stretching my pussy.” “Your pussy?” I asked, pinching her nipples hard until she jerked, yelping in pleasure. “Daddy…. “That’s how I like it, princess. Being called your dadddy.” Pearl’s body tingled, thrashing gently with helpless need. A soft smile formed at the corner of my lips then I thought about it. About sparing her and letting her feel the pleasure of me.

Of course it had to be the last time. Right. Just one more time getting fucked by daddy's forbidden dick. "Every chance we get, baby. Daddy will pound your pussy silly. Cum for me," he said, consenting to her orgasm, like he knew she needed him to before she came. Orgasmic bliss drowned out reason, guilt, everything but her daddy still fucking her. Nothing but the pleasures of the flesh mattered to Sarah as she succumbed to her daddy's dick satisfying her pussy. "We have been gone too long. Daddy's going to flood your cunt with cum now, baby," Richard said, a serene spreading across his face as he looked down at his daughter dotingly.

“Got Daddy popping a boner and leaking precum for you in front of all these people, needing to fuck your little princess cunt.” I whimper and burrow my head in his neck as his words send fire licking through my veins. “And you know it too,” he rasps against my ear. “You were a naughty girl to tease Daddy and drive him insane.” I’m a big ball of need, humping his hips in front of everyone, but I don't care, and neither does Jay. I moan and ask him tremulously, “Can we play ride the pony when we get home, Daddy?”

"I'm your stepmommy." Zanéh scrunched up her face further like the last word was a pungent smell in her nose. She eyed the lady up and down and settled back on her face. "You're white." Murda slowly rose back to her feet, dusting at her knees. It was obvious she didn't know what reply to give to that. Kiersey saw this as her cue to step in. "I take it you didn't know before? " Zanéh shrugged nonchalantly, popping at her gum. "I don't know, I just assumed Daddy . . . where's my daddy?" She glanced about with question, before settling back on Murda's face with an expression that could be likened to accusal.