Novel & Cerita Wet Daddy

“I need to feel you. Need to remind myself you’re alive. That you’re mine.” He pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it aside. His mouth found my neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks. I arched into him, gasping. “Daddy…” “That’s right,” he growled, voice dark. “Call me Daddy while I remind you who owns this pretty little body.” He unbuttoned my pants and shoved them down along with my panties. I kicked them off, now completely naked on top of him. His fingers found my already soaked pussy and slid two thick digits inside me without warning.

I was so wet from how completely immoral this was, not understanding why the taboo nature of all this turned me on more than anything else. My clit throbbed in time with my pulse, and the adrenaline moving through my veins felt like liquid fire. It burned me from the inside out. When he finally touched my soaked pussy, I groaned and popped my ass up more, angling my pussy so he could get in nice and deep. “My baby girl is so wet for Daddy. Such a dirty little slut.” When he leaned in, covering my back with his hard torso, I moaned, loving his hairy chest against my bare skin.

one regular typed. But I only had eyes for him. DaddyD. The username that had been tipping me stupid money for the last three months. Tonight he’d already dropped two grand, and the private show had barely started. My fingers trembled as I typed back, voice soft and breathy for the camera. “You like what you see, Daddy?” His reply popped up instantly, bold and commanding like always: DaddyD: I want you to ride that pillow like it’s my cock. Slow. Show me how desperate you’d get for me.

“Daddy, that's not—ooooohhhh.” Daddy's hand jumps to my panties, his middle finger pressing against the fabric and pushing deep into my cunt. “That's not... what? You look pretty fucking wet to me.” “Nooooo,” I moan out, my one word response tired in its formality of denial. Daddy pulls the fabric aside, exposing my pussy, allowing him to get close and personal with his exploring finger. His large middle finger presses directly against my slit now, my moisture clinging to him as he slides it up and down. Shimmying it back and forth, he spreads me open, dancing it along my clit as he enjoys the view of my bare pussy.

Oh my gosh! Oh my goodness! Is this true?! My daddy is eating my p*ssy right now! I was quietly pleasuring myself earlier when he suddenly appeared and was now eagerly eating my sensitive center, which was wet with my juices. Is this the moment I’ve been waiting for? Daddy will claim me already! Oh, yes! I would really like that!

ALEXA I woke up in a strange bed, with strange smells and strange noises. Not the smell of wet soil and farm house noises I was used to. I was the noise of honking cars and the odor of too many people packed into too little space. I turned around on the silk sheet and saw the indentation on the pillow beside mine and the entire events of the previous night came flooding back to my head. It was a night of many firsts, My twenty-first, my first real trip out of our lazy, country town, my first time at a club and first shot. I smiled at the memory of my friends and our wild night. I felt a wetness between my legs and the events of my blackout revealed itself to me. The broody man, his friends a

“Spreading your legs so eagerly after crying about that party. Crying for my attention, then begging for my cock like a needy whore. You love this, don’t you? Love being Daddy’s secret little fucktoy.” His dirty words sent a fresh wave of heat rushing through me. I nodded frantically, biting my lip as another soft moan slipped out. “I do… I love it. Please, Daddy. I need you inside me.” Marcus leaned forward, pressing the thick head of his cock against my slick, loosened hole. He rubbed it up and down teasingly, coating himself in the mess he’d made with his tongue. “You’re still so wet from my mouth. Greedy hole just swallowing everything I give it. Been stretched all day by that plug and s

"Hello Daddy." "Hi Baby. Do you have something you want to show Daddy?" Maddy pulls off her green top and sits back in the chair. Her smallish tits swell from her chest. Two perky nipples poke out from the pink circles in the middle of each one. She makes a show of rubbing them with her fingertips. "I think there's something wrong with me, Daddy. Every time I rub my nipples I get wet and gooey between the legs." "I see, sweetie. That does seem to be a problem. Can you show Daddy exactly where it is that you get wet?"

He whispered with a husky voice as he bit my earlobe and moved downwards while trailing wet kisses all over my body. He spread my legs apart as he moved his fingers down there and realized how wet I was already. “ All wet for Daddy.” He smirked as he suddenly drove his finger In earning a loud moan from me.. Kristen maintained eye contact with me as he thrust in and out of my honeypot with his fingers while holding my legs in place so I don't clamp them together..

His thumb strokes the string of my bikini bottom. “You’re soaked. I can smell how wet your married pussy is from here.” Shame floods my face, but my thighs press together anyway, chasing friction. “Victor… we can’t.” “Say my name properly.” His fingers hook under the bikini string and pull it to the side, exposing my bare, dripping cunt to the warm air. “When you’re this wet for me, you call me Daddy.” Two thick fingers glide through my folds, spreading my slickness from my entrance up to my swollen clit.