Wet For Daddy Novels & Stories

I would’ve laughed, but Daddy stepped out of the house at that exact moment in tight blue swim trunks and the sound became a strangled whisper in my throat. Sasha let out a low whistle under her breath. “Damn girl. Your dad is fucking hot. I’d ride that raw. All night with the lights on.” Heat flooded my face and my cunt at the same time. Sasha’s filthy words painted the exact fantasy I’d been living in since I was old enough to touch myself. Daddy’s thick cock buried inside me all night long. We entered the water and Sasha handed me her phone. Daddy waited patiently while we took pictures, mindlessly wading around the deep end.

Three of his fingers slip inside me, thrusting away. My mouth struggles to close as moans relentlessly abscond from it. "God, you're so fucking wet for Daddy. You miss me so much, huh?" "Yes, Daddy, please." "What do you want, kitten? Tell me." He licks my cheek. "I need your big cock inside me, Daddy, please." "Yeah? You want Daddy to claim your pussy?" "Yes, please." "Daddy needs to taste you first." He turns me around, and he gets on his knees. Oh my. He places kisses against the fabric of my underwear, then he slides it down, lifting each of my legs to step out of the material once it reaches my ankles.

"I'm your stepmommy." Zanéh scrunched up her face further like the last word was a pungent smell in her nose. She eyed the lady up and down and settled back on her face. "You're white." Murda slowly rose back to her feet, dusting at her knees. It was obvious she didn't know what reply to give to that. Kiersey saw this as her cue to step in. "I take it you didn't know before? " Zanéh shrugged nonchalantly, popping at her gum. "I don't know, I just assumed Daddy . . . where's my daddy?" She glanced about with question, before settling back on Murda's face with an expression that could be likened to accusal.

I came here on my own to see you. Gong Yexiao's brows shot up with curiosity. Why do you want to see me? Because I think you're like my daddy!" With his lips compressed in a tight line, the misty-eyed boy stared pitifully at Gong Yexiao as if he was about to cry. Gong Yexiao gazed at the little boy in shock. He gently asked, "" You don't have a daddy?""'

"Mr. Wilson, stop. We can't do this." "What were you begging Daddy for, baby girl?" I bit back a moan. "None of your business." He lowered his head but kept his eyes on me as he pulled my legs down and tossed them over his shoulder. He ran his nose along my slick entrance, and I felt the growl vibrate through me. "So fucking wet. Jesus Christ, Mila, tell me who got you this fucking wet?" "No." "You don't get to tell Daddy no." My eyes widened. "Who said you're my Daddy?"

"I'm just heading out for a drink with my brother." "Don't get too drunk, okay?" "Yes, Mommy." He left, so I settled beside his mother. "Monic, you can call me 'Mommy,' alright?" I blinked, shy. "Po?" I stuttered. "Ah, Mommy, what happened to Daddy?" I asked nervously. "We had an accident," she replied. "Po?" "Zack, Zary, me, and their dad." "All of you?" I queried in surprise. "Yes, their father was in better condition than the rest of us."

he muttered as he glided his hips beneath his briefs, he pulled out his cock, it stood erect and hard cautiously as he put his fingers across it with his eye pinned against my already wet clit and pussy. "Will you fuck me Daddy?." I asked lost in the pleasure as I increased my pace, I threw my head towards the back constantly as I kept rolling my eyes against my head, I've never felt such intense pleasure, "ahhh" he groaned as he jerked off on his cock, his dick twitched the more as he ran his hand over it at first and held it in a circular motion, throbbed it downward again he cap, he also picked up his pace, flung his legs wide apart and closed his eyes shut ss he jerked even faster, I hav

I dragged my head back up, opened my eyes, and staring into his deep blue orbs as he watched my sex-stricken face, I pleaded, “Fuck me, Daddy, make me come!” My cheeks were flushed from embarrassment and from being under the warm jets of water, but still, I wanted him more than ever. “Say, please.” He whispered hoarsely as he pressed forward once more with his fingers, hitting my spot perfectly every time. “Please, Daddy.” My words were breathless with lust, and my eyes locked with his again. “Come for me, baby girl. Do it for daddy, do it for me!” He muttered between my moans, and the next thing I knew, my pussy squeezed his fingers as he inserted yet another.

"Wait. Do you know what your daddy looks like? Have you seen him, love?" "Yes, Mommy. I saw him and Aunt Christy said it should only be our little secret."

Uncle gave reason cupping my breasts squeezing them, and sliding himself slowly inside me. “OK and what are you doing,” Dad asked. “I am having…” Before Uncle can complete, Dad cut him off” Beer, Really Harrison you should find some pussy for you and drill hole buddy”. My eyes widen looking at Uncle who had a smirk on his face. I never heard Dad talking like this “Charles, I am happy with my arrangements”. “Harrison you must have forgotten the erotic sound of nipples sucking and coming in the warm hole, it's bliss” Dad was saying, like he was in his happiest moment.