Yes Daddy Novels & Stories

“Please, Daddy. Fuck me. I need you so badly.” He thrust deep in one powerful stroke, filling me completely. I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders. “Daddy! Yes!” He set a relentless pace immediately, pounding into me with long, commanding strokes that made my breasts bounce and my body slide up the bed. Each thrust hit deep, stretching me perfectly and sending sparks of pleasure through my core. “Do not stop, Daddy! Please, do not stop!” I moaned loudly, my voice echoing off the walls.

He stomped his feet in discontent, asserting, "I want Mommy. I only need Mommy. Mommy will do anything for me without hesitation." Daniel forcefully pushed his father out of the room and, with an angry finger pointed at him, declared, "Daddy is a bad guy." With that, the little boy slammed the door shut. Once the door was closed, Daniel climbed onto the bed, panting. He sighed and curled up in the quilt, his small body heaving from exertion. All he wanted was his mommy. People often praised his daddy, but he couldn't find his mommy anywhere. He wasn't even allowed to mention her.

And just three days ago I bought a new Stinky cassette, I really like the band with trending songs like the song "Could it be (Mungkinkah)." Daddy is a very fun person, he is not at all old-fashioned, mom is the same, only mom is more quiet and busier than daddy, besides teaching mom to open a convection business, so I am more familiar and spoiled with daddy every day. Because daddy is always there for me all the time. "Come on, get ready, don't miss your OSPEK and school equipment, okay? Then if you meet your new mom's teacher friends, don't forget to say hello."

“I’m not jealous, Maya. I’m fucking insane for you. The thought of that boy even breathing near you makes me want to drag you back to that farmhouse and fuck you until the only name you remember is mine. Your mom asking about him at dinner? Your dad wondering if you’re seeing anyone? It drives me crazy. Because they don’t know. They don’t know this cunt drips only for me. They don’t know you scream ‘Daddy’ when I spank your ass red.” He slipped his hand under my pink skirt without warning, fingers pushing my panties aside and rubbing my soaked folds. I gasped loudly, legs trembling. “Ahh- Daddy- Mom will-” “Let her come,” he growled, slipping a finger inside me in one smooth thrust. “Let her

I knew at that moment I belong to my Daddy. “I feel you trying to hold back, baby, but you’re not going to. Not while your Daddy is fucking your pussy and finger-fucking your ass, getting it ready for later. You’ve got the best hottest pussy, baby girl. Give it to Daddy and squirt all over my cock. Daddy is fucking your pussy so hard you little slut.”

“For… all of you. Inside me.” Grant’s hand tightened gently on her leg. Marcus’s foot massage stopped. Cole kissed her forehead. “We have been waiting for you to say that.” “But,” she continued, voice small, “I don’t want to choose one first. I want all my Daddies.” Marcus spoke first—deep, reassuring. “Then we will make it special. Together.” They came up with “Daddy dates.” Individual time with each Daddy—full days or evenings tailored to his personality and their bond.

Dominant Daddy (5) EMMA I went back home after my Father-in-law dealt with my pussy in the sweetest way ever how his son had never done. I woke up the next morning with a heavy heart, my body still sore from everything Daniel did to me in his dark pleasure room.

"Oh, fuck~ Your dick is so... Aaa~ Aahh~ so yummy, Daddy. I can't get enough...even in my dreams. Oh, sweet fuck, yes.... Uhhh~" "I want to fuck you every day, Daddy. Anytime, anywhere, regardless of the occasion. Urrghhh~ Aaaurh~ I want to fuck you... Aaa~ Uh~ ..till I drain every last cum...you have stored... Aaargh~ Aaaah~ ...in that sweet fuck tool of yours, Daddy. Mmn! Fuck~ Oh, fuckkk~!!"

Daddy sucks and licks, his tongue circling my nubs as his lips pull them from hiding. “Oh, daddy...” I groan, the warmth in my breasts transferring to that sweet spot in my cunt, the one that stirred when daddy punished my ass. “Yes, baby. Let go. Let all that tension go. Let it melt away.” His words aren't even necessary. It takes only a minute before daddy's mouth turns me into a puddle. “It feels amazing, daddy.”

“—tell me who’s your daddy.” The next thrust was brutal, deliberate, grinding deep enough that I saw stars. “You are,” I sobbed out, voice cracking. “You are my daddy—” “Louder.” He punctuated the word with another punishing drive of his hips, spanking me again—harder—while he kept fucking me without mercy. My ass burned, my pussy throbbed, every nerve screaming in the best way. “You’re my daddy—oh God—Mr. William you’re my daddy—” The words spilled out between screams, high and desperate, my whole body shaking like I might fly apart.