When Daddy Is Sleeping Novels & Stories

"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."

It hadn’t been minutes since I closed my eyes and tried to find the good sleeping posture before I heard his soft groans and his warm hands around my cheeks. He raised my head and placed a kiss on my lips, gently. “I know you’re not sleeping.” He murmured and my eyes dropped open. He chuckled. “Your after sex glow makes you look more beautiful.” He stated, and in the next minute, his hand was on my ass, spanking me. “Oh! Daddy!” I moaned softly, biting my lower lip seductively. My hand went up his bare chest and slid down to grasp his cock. “You are so huge, daddy.”

Standing firm and unmovable, I held her arms tightly, making every attempt she made to move futile. “You really are a stubborn little thing, aren’t you?” I mocked before I continued. “But don’t try to tame me or you might regret it,” I added, and she began to sob. I was surprised by her sudden change of emotion. Does she want to make me feel guilty or what? "Please, Daddy, please let me go," Stephanie pleaded, the word unexpectedly sending a strange sensation through me. She had never called me "Daddy" before, and hearing it from her somewhat turned me on and made my dick stand out at full attention, painfully straining my pants.

he rumbled, the endearment laced with authority, "what's got my needy little baby calling me in the middle of the day? Everything alright?” Katherine bit her lip, her cheeks flushing as she imagined him in his office, that muscular frame tense with work, his thick erection straining against his pants at the thought of her. "Daddy… I just... I want you home for dinner tonight. With me. Please…” He chuckled darkly. “Baby, you know I've got this late meeting. It'll run long, also dinner out with the clients is part of it. Be a good girl and eat without me. I'll make it up to you later.”

The brother he'd perfected before Julian, before Marcus, before Elena or Lucas or the boy. The one who had been sleeping for forty years, waiting for the harvest. And he was waking up.

His gaze flicked down to my dick ready to spill any liquid the moment I go faster than this. I moaned, as his hips snapped meeting me on the same thrust. His gaze darkened, even under the sun light that reflected into the room. I could still see his face as our bodies collided, thrust for thrust sending a feral sound to my lips. “Do you want my cum, daddy?” I asked him, preparing myself to splutter all my cum into his face. “Yes,” that was all I needed to know, as I pulled away from his cock as I climbed up his body, facing my dick in front of his face.

Everything feels just perfect. I remain in the same position for the next hour or so, listening to his heartbeat and the sound of television from the background. . I didn't know when i feel asleep. I woke up to the stiff of my neck and the urge to change my sleeping position. I opened my bleary eyes and realized i was strangled my dad, i awkwardly try to stand up and muttered "sorry", but i received no response from my father, that's was when i noticed he's also resting.

We stayed joined against the counter until our breathing slowed, and then he eased out, and the warm slide of his come leaking onto the tile made my stomach tighten with filthy satisfaction. That same night, after my mother had returned and gone to bed, he came to my room again in the dark. The visit was quieter and more desperate, the risk of her waking only a few doors away making every thrust sharper. He pushed into me from behind while I stayed on my side and the slow deep strokes built until I came with my face pressed into the pillow to muffle the sounds. He filled me again and then stayed inside me until his cock softened, and only then did he ease out and leave me with the evidence o

He smacks me on the ass one last time. Daddy pulls out of me. He picks me up and carries me to his bed. I snuggle into him. I get to sleep with him tonight. I missed sleeping with him. He lays me on the bed. He kisses my forehead. He gets in the bed behind me and puts his arms around me. “You took your punishment so well,” he says. “Oh, daddy. You did such a good job disciplining me. Thank you, daddy, for teaching me to be good,” I say.

Gael Slater: Freddy Frugal is upping my allowance? Lucian rolls his eyes and tousles the boy's hair, earning a groan of protest. Lucian Slater: I think what you mean to say is; 'Thank you, pop. That was so generous. You are the best daddy in the world'. Gael raises an eyebrow as he glances up at Lucian. Completely against the suggestion. Lucian Slater: Twelve dollars. Gael's eyes pop open. Gael Slater: You're the best father in the world, and I love you more than I love your sloppy joes.