Teasing Daddy Novels & Stories

“I-I’m so close.” “I missed the part where that’s my problem.” Addison doesn’t know whether she wants to cry or scream. “Please… Please, daddy … I-I’ll do anything...” Just like every other time when Addison addresses Javan as ‘daddy’, the man seems to get weak. “Aw… My poor baby. Are you that desperate to cum?” Blushing a little, Addison nods. She sighs in relief when Javan flashes her a soft smile. “Then I guess I'll have to do something about that."

I yelled between my laughs. "Oh really? I thought a tiny little snuggle monster was laying next to me." He joked. "Silly Papa monsters can't me tiny, they are big like you." I joked back. "You hear that babe our princess is calling us monsters." "Well we are, aren't we honey. Because we are tickle monsters." Daddy responded and before I could react both of them started to tickle me. "Stop stop!" I shouted between my fits of laughter again. "Sorry you aren't monsters, you're my daddies!"

I pleaded shamelessly, knowing I shouldn't be giving in to the feeling so easily, but I couldn't hold back. He flipped me so fast, pressing my hard nipples against the cold wall through my light blouse and landed a hard smack on my ass. I winced and moaned. “Call me daddy,” he ordered. “Daddy,” I whispered. “Good girl,” he groaned. I was enjoying every bit of it, forgetting he was my father's best friend and the boundaries that are meant to hold us back. In that moment, I just wanted more. He landed another smack on my ass and this time it was harder.

“That’s exactly my problem. I want to forget all of them. I was happy. I don’t know why he had to come back into my life.” Rafaella smirked. “But admit it… he’s hot, huh?” I glared at her. “Can you not?” She laughed. “If you don’t want him, I’ll take him. He can be my daddy.” I rolled my eyes, but a reluctant smile tugged at my lips. “You’re impossible.”

“Boring as hell, sweetheart, but thinking of coming home to this, your tight little body in lace, serving me like my personal whore, got me through it. What about you? Been touching that needy pussy all day, dreaming of daddy's thick cock stretching you?" His words made her squirm, her thighs pressing together as she nodded, feeding him a roll-up of chicken and roasted red pepper, the smoky flavors exploding. “Only for you, daddy. I baked the cake too, but that's later. Eat up, you'll need your strength to punish your kitten for being so bold tonight."

He held me tighter, my back on his chest, pinning me against the solid warmth of his body. "You're okay, baby. Slow and steady," he whispered in my ear, he pulled out the vibrator from my p*ssy, coated with my c*m. He pressed a lingering kiss on my temple, his hand tracing soothing circles across my back. As my gasps finally began to level out into shaky exhales, he held my chin with his hand and turned my head so I could meet his eyes. "You did so well for me," he murmured, his thumb brushing away my tears. "You're such a good girl for Daddy."

I didn't need to even look behind me to know that my asscheeks were blushing hard now. As much as these spanks hurt, they turned me on, making me sensually roll my hips shamelessly. "Still unrepentant. Daddy's gonna punish you hard now," I heard him with a deep voice full of lust. "Yes, daddy. Deal with my pussy hard. Teach it a lesson," And he slid in just half of his cock, then...pulled out. Oh god, not again. I could go crazy with his constant teasing. I turned my head to look over my shoulder.

She glances back at me and hisses, “Fine, Daddy.” I go completely still. Layla’s eyes widen, and her mouth parts slightly as her breathing speeds up. Hearing her call me Daddy unleashes something inside me. It’s like a match on kerosene. I burn all over. I'm on her in an instant, snarling and growling at her like a rabid beast as I hump her pussy through her cheerleading skirt. “You've been a very bad girl.” I grab handfuls of her ass and pull her tighter against me as I continue to ride her through our clothes. “Walking around in this cheerleading outfit all day, driving Daddy crazy like a nasty little cock tease.”

He shifted his angle, the head of his cock smacking my clit, then teasing upwards to breach my asshole without pushing in. My slick made every thrust easier. I was so fucking soaked, my thighs smeared with cunt juice. "Daddy...uhmm..you're hitting both my holes." I whined, voice higher with each smack on my clit. "You won't fuck me open, you're so mean teasing me like this." "Mean?" He laughed, slapping my ass. "You're the one always walking around teasing me with this banging body." "Yeah, fuck me harder Daddy." My tits bounced wildly, slamming into the railing.

“He’s off the market. Recently divorced. One daughter.” “Oh… hot Daddy.” I smirked. “But not as hot as you, Daddy.” Julian let out a low growl. “I warned you.” I plastered on a fake terrified face, overplaying it just to get under his skin. “Hmm… are you going to punish me for disobeying?” Yeah, I was basically poking a sleeping tiger. But I didn’t care. Teasing Julian was like breathing. And when he lost control, the sex was the kind that burned everything else out of existence.