Yes Please Daddy Novels & Stories

He rubs me harder. "Shit, please, Daddy. I need you so much, fuck." "Better." His tongue digs deep into my folds and transfixes me. "Do you like that, baby girl?" "Yes, oh God," I breathe, and I throw my head back from the storm of pleasure. "The proper way to answer is 'Yes, Daddy.' Say it, baby." "Yes, Daddy. Fuck." He smiles and returns to indulge in my sex. His finger thrusts inside me, while he licks, the dangerously sweet combination heating my blood with pleasure. I thread my fingers through his hair and tug at the strands. He licks harder and goes deeper.

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.

“Please touch me daddy, I worked hard for it.” His lips meet my lips in an enchanting kiss, my eyes bulged and I cry out, my toes twisting and dancing as his mouth worked my pussy lips, he was kissing me as he would kiss my mouth. My eyes rolled around in their sockets, “Yes daddy, yes, yes, yes...” I cry, Evan groaned and grunted, “Yes, eat that beautiful pussy like it is your last meal on earth. Stick your tongue there.” I could hear him pumping at himself, going faster, my body only tightened with this information, I could tell Aryan liked it too, he stuck his face harder against my body. His mouth cupping me.

"No, Daddy. I'm perfectly fine. Are you?" Daddy?! FUCK. My cock throbs and I feel my blood boil, but I manage to say, "Yes, I am." "Good." Pretend all you want, Bunny, soon you're going to break.

“And why on earth am I not the right man?” “BECAUSE I LOVE YOU, YOU IDIOT!” I scream, my voice echoing around us. “You’re a horrible fit because I love you. I’ve been in love with you since you saved me from the rain that day. Now do you get it? We can’t be family because that would mean that I’ve always been in love with my own dad.”

a moan escaped my mouth as I was lost in the moment. “Oh fuck, yeah!” Daddy groaned. “Now come to me.” He ordered, and I did. I crawled, and he seemed satisfied with it as he nodded his head when I reached him. He lifted my chin, looked into my eyes, and then asked me to take his cock into my mouth. “Daddy wants to fuck that pretty mouth.” “Yes, Daddy." I didn't hesitate; I opened my mouth as wide as I could and took the tip first, tasting a salty liquid which, instead of disgust, made me wetter.

Yes, Daddy," I nodded. ​

"Daddy, please let me come. I'll be a good girl for you." Michele lifted his head from her breast, his eyes meeting hers. The raw hunger in his gaze made her tremble. "You look so fucking beautiful when you beg!" he murmured, his voice dark with satisfaction. His fingers slowed, stroking her inner walls with maddening gentleness. "Tell me who you belong to, babygirl." "You," Anny gasped without hesitation. "I belong to you, daddy." "And Adriano?" The question caught her off guard, but she was too far gone to lie, too consumed by need to pretend.

“You are so huge, daddy.” “Isn’t that what you need?” He smirked and spanked me hard again. I let out a low cry. “You never want me to stop anytime I have it inside of you. You enjoy it, don’t you?” He asked, and when I was slow to respond him, he spanked me harshly one more time. “Yes! Yes! Daddy.” My body shook. “Good girl.” He said with a smile and a soft tap of my cheeks. “You are daddy’s girl.”

You should be grateful I'm not giving you problems. [You idiot!] [Please, Daddy, please...] [How could I give birth to a good–for–nothing son like you!] [I will take this as a yes. Thanks, old man.]