Yes Please Daddy Novels & Stories

I just shrugged my shoulder at him while putting on my seatbelt. "Still the same, nothing new," I answered sparingly but he just stared at me intently as if he was reading my body movements and facial expressions. "Stop whatever you're doing right now, Maclen. You're bad at reading someone's expression." I commented snickering at him. "You've been to Russia for five long months, Zuck. Are you sure you're still the same? Or you're slowly turning into someone, let's say like your father?" Maclen stated and for a moment it makes me think about his question.

“Yes, please, daddy.” My eyes went wide. ‘What the fuck?’

why daddy? 'That's because you’re so fucking hot,' he said, lifting his head, eyes locked on hers. 'I'm gonna make you feel every bit of how perfect you are.' He sucked her clit hard, two fingers thrusting into her, curling to stroke her g-spot. She bucked, tears spilling over. Daddy! I'm... I'm coming!' she cried, pussy clenching around his fingers, juices soaking his hand. He lapped it all up, murmuring, 'That's it, come for me. Let it all out for daddy.'

But then Daddy whispered. "Baby... Would you like to feel what an orgasm feels like?" My eyes brightened and I couldn't help but smirk. "Yes, Daddy," I replied.

wasn't expecting this. "Hi daddy, hey Max. What's up?"

He’s waiting, and I open my eyes, and find myself arching and aching under that dark stare asking me if this is OK. "Yes, Daddy,” I breathe a reply to his unasked question. “Yes?” he says, his hands still unmoving at my hips. “Really yes?” “Yes, Daddy. Please.” That was all that he needed, I see. He’s sure that I’m sure… and he’s ready to give me pleasure all over again.

She spread her legs wide in front of her Daddy, giving him a clear view of her freshly shaved pink flesh. Her Daddy hesitated a bit and wanted to leave the room but she stopped him, "Please Daddy teach me," she pleaded in a seductive way pressing her big boobs together. He groaned before pulling his slacks down freeing his chocolaty monster. The girl laid on her back on the kitchen counter buckled her hands under her knees and spread her legs so that her Daddy could see her dripping pussy.

“Oh daddy… this is... Oh, daddy… daddy… oh yeah Daddy. this is heavenly… “ “You love it?” he choked harder and I whimpered shamelessly “Oh daddy… I love it…” “I love how you fuck me…” “Like this?” he pulled out and slammed himself into me. “Yes!!! Fuck yes! Daddy!!!!” A louder wail tore out of my throat and he pulled me closer to his body, my body quivering as I felt his cock nudging deeply at the halt of my pussy. “Oh daddy… ummm..” My eyes rolled backward as pleasure sparkles thrilled down my body…

Finally, his father asked with a gentle smile, “Does Lucy want you back?” Kelly was left speechless. He looked everywhere but at his father’s face, which he avoided. After a moment, he mumbled, “Dad, if you let her go, she’ll probably agree to get back with me.” Mr. Andrew, unfazed, resumed his ironing, seemingly uninterested in his son’s emotional outburst. Kelly stood awkwardly, waiting for some kind of response. When none came, frustration bubbled over, and he yelled, “Dad, you’re way older than Lucy! You’re just wasting her youth!”

"Oh fuck. Oh yeah. Please fill me up daddy. Fill my ass with all that cum." "Yeah, my baby boy is going to take all of his daddy's cum like a good little belly boy. Yeah, fuck, that's what you are. Daddy's belly boy. Say it. Oh fuck, say it." I was so close to erupting. I moved my left hand to play with my balls. "Say I'm daddy's belly boy. Daddy's fertile little belly boy."