Touch Me Daddy Novels & Stories

She was devastated, could not accept that she was abandoned by his mother so soon. “No daddy, I really enjoy this job. I'm a happy daddy,” Camella said stroking her father’s hand reassuringly. “Okay honey, I won’t force you. But you have to promise, if you’re tired you have to stop right then and there.” Said his father. “Yes daddy I promise.” His father smiled at the face of his daughter who was now growing up. If his wife was here, maybe she would be happy to see his daughter grow. He missed his wife.

She moaned softly in that half-dream state, “Touch me, Daddy… Your cock is too big…” And I gave it to her. All night long.

I begged, voice breathy and needy. He chuckled darkly, nipping my earlobe. “Beg properly, baby. Tell Daddy exactly what you want. You know I love hearing dirty words from that pretty mouth.” I whimpered in embarrassment, but the ache between my legs was too strong. “I… I want your finger inside me. Please, Daddy… slide it in. I’m so wet for you.” “That’s my nasty little girl,” he growled, rewarding me by pushing his thick middle finger deep inside my soaked pussy. He curled it immediately, stroking that perfect spot while his thumb continued rubbing my clit.

"I'm going to get wet." "Good." My fingers trailed down her jawline, her neck, and shoulder. Across her chest and between her breasts, circling, but not touching he hard nipples. Mandy panted, "So good." A light touch down the center of her abdomen, around her navel, just brushing her pubic hair, over and down her leg to her foot. My daughter squirmed, "Oh daddy, you're such a tease." I wasn't going to be able to do this for long. I needed to touch her, make her cum, hear her moan. I moved my left hand to her apex, through the mat of her hair, searching and finding her button.

"Touch yourself. Show me what you did in that shower." What? No way he’s asking that. I hesitate for a while, watching his face to find the smallest hint that he’s joking. There’s nothing, he means it. Fuck. He just got ten times hotter in my books. “As you wish, daddy.” I lean back on one hand and slide the other between my legs. I move my fingers until they find my clit, circling the way I did this morning. A choked moan escapes my lips. I’m not sure how loud I should be.

Fuck, what's wrong with me? "Tsk, that's not funny." He said trying to act as if he’s angry at me but I bet he doesn’t. "By the way, did you like your new look baby?" I whispered to his ears, I wrapped my hand around his waist and pressed our body until he can feel my boner poking at his butt. "Yes, Daddy." My brows furrowed at his response, I didn’t expect him calling me daddy but damn, it sounds so arousing and seductive, I’m gonna fuck him right here right now if only we don’t have an event to attend to.

She spread her legs wide in front of her Daddy, giving him a clear view of her freshly shaved pink flesh. Her Daddy hesitated a bit and wanted to leave the room but she stopped him, "Please Daddy teach me," she pleaded in a seductive way pressing her big boobs together. He groaned before pulling his slacks down freeing his chocolaty monster. The girl laid on her back on the kitchen counter buckled her hands under her knees and spread her legs so that her Daddy could see her dripping pussy.

“Okay what?” Her lips trembled, and she let out a shaky breath. “Okay, daddy.” I pulled my other hand free, brought my thumb to my mouth, wetting it slowly before sliding it down to her clit. The moment I touched her, she gasped, her back arching under my palm. I circled her slowly, and she moaned, the sound breaking into a breathy, “A-a-ahhmmn…” I felt her loosen just enough. That was all I needed. Without warning, I pushed forward, sinking my cock all the way in.

I immediately ran to him and hugged him tightly. My tears flowed from the familiar comfort of his hug. A hug that I needed for many years but couldn't get because of my goddamn trauma. Even though dad and I meet and talk, we don't hug because I'm still scared. He only visits once in a while because he is busy with the company. I felt his hand caressing my hair. "How are you, sweetie?" he asked me softly. My tears fell even more at his question. "I miss you, dad..."

His body thrilled In and his shaft shook, obviously. “So fucking perfect.” he groaned out a moan as he pushed his trouser away, his dick jumping out in great confidence. The sight of his hard member prompt her pussy to shake involuntarily and she liked it. “Oh, Daddy… let me touch your dick.” “You are under restriction baby girl, you can't touch my dick, and you would need to pay for going against Daddy. “What do I do to touch Daddy?” she made a pout and he cursed again. His hands found his dick and he stroked it gently.