Touch Me Daddy Novels & Stories

"The doubt. The wondering if maybe my father was right. That you can't protect anyone. That everyone you love is already halfway to slipping through your fingers, no matter how hard you hold on." Silence settled between us. Heavy. Fragile. Slowly, I reached across the console and laid my hand over his. His skin was warm, his grip too strong at first, like he didn't even realize it. "Thank you," I whispered. "For trusting me enough to tell me that." His jaw shifted, but he didn't pull away. His hand stayed under mine, steady, solid. And for the first time, I saw him-not the boss, not the man with money and power, not the one who always had control.

“Please make you come again? Like the good girl you are?” I bit my lip hard to stifle a moan. Pleasure built fast, the forbidden nature of it pushing me closer to the edge. My hands gripped the edge of the counter as his finger curled inside me, hitting that perfect spot. “You’re going to come for Daddy right here,” he whispered against my ear, voice dark and commanding. “Quietly. While your mother is in the next room. Can you do that for me, sweetheart?” The word “Daddy” sent a forbidden thrill through me. My walls clenched around his finger as the orgasm rushed toward me.

A blessing that I never could have anticipated. My fingers move up and down her beautiful body, caressing every gorgeous inch of her like it's the first time. Because that's how every time with Dora feels like. I kiss up her tender back to her neck, then to her ear and breathe a warm breath against her. "I own your little pussy, don't I?" "Yes, Daddy!" she gasps, her hot little cunt clamping down, signaling the arrival of her second climax.

I threw my head backwards as my sweat stick some part of my hair to my face “Please” spank “What” spank “Please, please touch me” His freedom my hand and suddenly wrapped his hand around my throat, turning my head to stare at him backwards, “Are you going to allow another man to touch you again?” “No, no, no I promise” “Good girl, not even yourself, you're not allowed to do so, only me has the right to touch this body cause you know why…..you belong to me”

well… Standing there, in front of his statue-worthy body, I felt my knees go weak, my breaths coming out all funny. Henry's grin turned devilish. "Wanna touch?" Before I could even answer, he took my hand and moved it toward... well... Truth be told, that was my first-ever encounter with a guy's private parts in all eighteen years of my existence. My eyes went wide as saucers, and just as I was about to make contact, my hand snapped back like it had a mind of its own.

Pouring every ounce of my fear and need into the press of my lips against his. For one breathless moment, I felt him respond. A slight parting of his lips. The barest hint of pressure against my mouth. Then— Knock knock knock. We both froze. "Daddy?" A voice from the other side of the door. Sweet. Familiar. "Are you in there?" Vivienne.

I touch his balls and he wrenches his hips on my palm, rolling from side to side. “Kid…this…” He growls, looking into my eyes. “You’re nothing but Eve trying to deceive Adam.” He spits. “You make me like that, daddy.” “You wear that thing to make me want you…” He skates his hand up and locates my left breast. “Ahh…hmmm…” I whimper at his touch. It’s causing an inferno inside me. “You touch yourself thinking about me…You drip off streamers, praying I’m the one making you cum.” He presses hard.

i let out a low gasps. I can hear my mind screaming about how wrong all of this is. If mom find's out her boyfriend is pleasuring me right now, things cannot be good for either of us. But dad voice is too intoxicating, i cannot stop. I climbed even higher in ecstasy as he slip his hands under my panties. My clit is so swollen and my juice are dripping, then his finger move with purpose against my clit, each stroke faster than the last one and unable to hold it any longer a moan escape from my lip but dad is quick to cover my mouth with the blanket to prevent my mom from hearing.

A soft moan escaped her. "I miss you so much, daddy. Miss your hands, your mouth, miss your touch, the way you fuck me until I can't think." He groaned, adjusting himself, she could see the bulge straining his pants. "That's it, rub it harder. Imagine my tongue there, lapping up that sweet pussy juice. Spread your legs wider and show me how you open for me." She did, knees falling apart, the phone angled to capture her fully. Her fingers dipped lower, sliding into her slick heat, two at once, pumping slowly.

I whimpered as I was fucking impatient longing for his touch. His mouth found mine again and this time the kiss was more passionate and deep. His hands roamed my body taking off my towel in an instant leaving me naked to his eyes. His eyes drink up my figure on the bed and for the first time, I’m not shy. “Touch me Daddy.” I pleaded and his eyes lit up in excitement.