Usher Hey Daddy Lyrics Novels & Stories

"A good girl always listens to her daddy so you listen to me when I tell you to fucking hold back that cum" "Daddy!" My breath was sharp now. "I can't... I can't... But I will be a good girl for daddy from now on. Please sir, please daddy" "Oh shit! Do it! Cum now" his words resounded with a small slap to my tit that made it jiggle. "Thank you daddy!!" I screamed as I came hard, my body shuddering and yet stiffening for the first few seconds before I trembled down into the bed, my body shaking violently.

Bouncing one of my tits in one hand, Hayes took my other nipple in his mouth and sucked harshly on it. "Oh, fuck! Oh, fuckkkk! Yes, you're gonna take every drop of my cum. I'm cumming," I must’ve clenched down hard on Daddy because he curled his fingers into my hips and continued to thrust harder and harder and harder until he groaned loudly in my ear and released his cum into me. After a few moments, Daddy pulled himself out of me and leaned against the headboard. I lay on his chest and spread my legs, letting him look over my shoulder and watch his cum drip out of me. Master Hayes crawled over, hard cock in hand.

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.

His cry is perfect, and just as he says fuck and is about to explode his release, I stop. I feel his hand fit into my hair. "What the fuck are you doing, baby girl?" "Playing daddy, like you do." I lick my lips. "Every time you get to the point, daddy, your cock gets harder, but you get weaker." "Stop!" He looks at me, and I laugh. "Ready for part two, daddy?" I use his words against him, only I say part two because part three isn't here yet. He groans and closes his eyes.

The sight only made her move her fingers faster. “That’s it, baby. Come for me. Come for Daddy.” Daddy. Fuck, this was sick and twisted but she loved it. She knew everyone called him Father as a respectful endearment and reflection of his authority, but Daddy? That was all for her. Her body clenched and tightened with her release. Holding her breath, she became lost in wave after building wave of euphoria. Somewhere in the distance she became aware of his release. “Fuck, baby girl. I’m going fill your ass. Mark you as mine.”

“I’m gonna... Daddy... I’m gonna cum...!” “Not yet,” he snarled. “You cum when I fill you. Hold it.” I tried. God, I tried. But he kept hitting that spot over and over until my whole body locked up. “Fuck... can’t... Happy Birthday, Daddy... I’m cumming...!”

His hands gripped my hips, his own thrusts becoming frantic, a silent, desperate plea for more. “Who is fucking this tight cunt?” “You.” “Who?!” he demanded, driving into me harder. “Daddy! It’s you, Daddy!” “Who does this pussy belong to?” He emphasized the question with a deep, soul-touching thrust. “You. Daddy, it’s for you.” “Who do you belong to?” “Daddy. I belong to Daddy.” His thrusts became a punishing, relentless rhythm, slamming into me, rearranging my very soul. All I could do was hold on, a mere passenger as he shattered me and put me back together.

“And I’ll take it whenever I want, however I want, and you will love every second, won’t you?” I whimper, unable to speak as that peak builds again. He tightens his hand on my hip and smacks my clit hard. “Answer your daddy.” “Yes! God, yes! Please!” I almost scream, the lash of pain nearly tipping me over the edge, but he keeps me there, riding that knife’s edge of release and torture, dragging it out, showing me exactly who my orgasms belong to. Daddy Jesse. “Daddy, Daddy, Daddy,” I chant. “Please, God, please, Jesse, I need to come, please. Daddy, make me come on your fat cock. I want to feel you fill me, to watch it spill from me onto his sheets.”

This time, they were singing a song by Tatiana Manaois—Like you. "You gotta get up! You gotta get up and make a move! Cause the world would never see you until you do…" I laughed quietly, watching Purity try to keep up with the lyrics like her daddy. I was not sleek enough though, because as soon as I laughed, she turned to me with a glare on her face which made me laugh even harder.

When his mouth reached my pussy I shivered. "I'm glad you shave here, it's much more pretty without all the pussy hair," he said running his fingers through my pubic hair some more. "I asked your mother to start shaving here the first time I saw her naked. I told her I want her pussy smooth and lasered." "DAAD! I didn't need to know that!" Then he was kissing my pussy again, making me gasp. "Dad, I'm still a virgin. I was hoping..." I whispered. My last attempt to prevent the inevitable?