Wet Daddy Novels & Stories

“So tight. So wet. So desperate to be filled by your Daddy. You know how wrong this is? You know if anyone found out… if your mom walked in right now and saw me about to split her daughter open with my cock… what would she say? What would she think of her perfect little girl, lying here spread wide, dripping and begging for her stepfather’s cum?” “Nothing matters,” I sobbed, tears were running down my face, mixing with the pleasure. “Nothing matters but you… only you… I don’t care how wrong it is… I love it… I love being your dirty secret… please Daddy… please fill me up… ruin me… breed me… I need it—” That word, breed, broke the last piece of him. His eyes turned completely black, and fera

He rubbed it up and down my soaked folds—slow, teasing, cruel—coating himself in my slickness, bumping deliberately over my swollen clit with every pass. “So fucking wet already,” he growled, his voice a low, velvet rumble right against my ear. His hot breath ghosted over my skin, sending shivers racing down my spine. “Look at you… dripping down your thighs like a needy little whore. All that money I gave you, and you’re still this desperate for Daddy’s cock?” I whimpered, pushing back against him, trying to take him inside me. “Please… Daddy… I need you inside me… ahh… please fuck me… I can’t wait anymore…”

I want to see how wet you are. I reached down, my fingers trembling as I gripped the hem of the white dress. Slowly, agonizingly, I hiked it up, exposing my bare hips and the damp, glistening slit of my pussy. I wasn't wearing any panties... I never did for Big Daddy. I reached down, sliding two fingers into my folds, the wetness making a loud, squelching sound that echoed through the stream. "Mmmph... I'm so soaked," I moaned, my hips beginning to buck instinctively. "I've been thinking about you all day, Big Daddy. I'm such a mess for you."

The water poured over us both making everything slick. His body pressed against mine his cock already hard and pressing into my thigh. He broke the kiss just enough to growl, “You're mine kitten. Daddy wants you so bad” “Daddy,” I whispered my hands sliding up his wet chest. “I… we can’t' “I want you” he said his fingers digging into my hips. “And tell me you don’t want this cock, dirty little girl? I nodded biting my lip. “Yes, Daddy… fuck! I want it”

"Mr. Alistair Blackwood values competence—something you clearly lack, Mr. Adrian. If you want to discuss what happens in bed, perhaps we should start with why you were so desperate to dump your fiancée in a forest just to gain access to this company." Adrian’s face drained of color for a split second before twisting into a vile smirk. He leaned in, whispering harshly against my ear, "You do look like her. But Elaine wasn't as cheap as you. She was naive and stupid. While you... you're just a temptress using a lonely old man. My Daddy might be blinded by lust right now, but once he’s bored with your body, you’ll end up in the same trash heap as Elaine." 'The same trash heap.'

My cock was already half hard, reacting to the attention, to the money. Then a notification popped up. It was so big it filled half my screen. A private session request. From Daddy69. The amount made my heart stop. Ten thousand dollars. Under it, a message. "Private now. I want You To Call me Daddy. You'll not be coming until I say."

He rubbed with two fingers on the wet patch on my panties and I bucked, body trembling with desire. "Ahhh, daddy" My eyes rolled back and then daddy's fingers pushed my panties to the side and he pushed two fingers into my pussy. "Aaaahhhh" My moans rose higher as the pleasure of being filled rolled over me. "Daddy, that... You are going to make this whore come if you finger her cunt" "And? Daddy will enjoy watching you come all over his fingers" He slowly moved his fingers in me, his other hand finding my nipples and twisting my nipples gently.

"You're so fucking wet." I could only whimper in response as he began to rub my clit in slow, deliberate circles. His fingers worked magic on my most sensitive spots, coaxing me higher and higher until I was teetering on the edge of oblivion. "You like that, baby?" Archer purred, his breath hot against my ear. "You like the way I touch your pretty little pussy?" "God, yes," I gasped, my hips undulating in time with his fingers. "Don't stop, please don't stop."

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Daddy smirks, his right hand unbuttoning my shorts before slipping underneath the waistband and pushing a finger into my slit. My back arches as Daddy explores my already wet pussy. “Be quiet, little lady,” Daddy whispers. I stare into Daddy's eyes, my mouth hanging open as Daddy slowly rubs his finger through my slit. It's only one digit, but it feels incredibly thick, pushing my lips wide open as he grinds my pink flesh. My fingers dig into his hair, stroking his scalp as he strokes me, my body begging for more. His knuckle presses into my clit, sending a pulse of energy straight through my cunt. It causes my butt to buck as my body's already halfway to

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. "Not too loud honey, we don't want mommy finding out what kind of slut her precious baby is. Do we"?. dad whispers. Dad is right about that, am a slut. I've fantasize alot about him, wondering what lays beneath his thighs. I've thought about what fucking him would be like . I've longed to be under his mercy while he fuck me senseless .