You Yo Daddy's Son Novels & Stories

I smiled despite myself. “I need to stop at Yoda,” Mom suddenly announced. “What for?” “I need to buy pasta.” “We have three packs at home.” Dad said. “I know.” “So… why are we buying more?” “Because I want to.” Dad sighed dramatically. “Amanda, we’ve barely picked Sierra up.” “It’ll only take five minutes.” He shot me a helpless glance in the rearview mirror. “See what I live with?” I laughed. “Just drive, Tony.” With the long-suffering patience of a man who had clearly lost this argument many times before, Dad flicked on the indicator and took the next turn toward Yoda Mart.

Even now, knowing a boat is waiting to take me away… I’m soaking his cock. “Daddy… please,” I sobbed. “I’m so confused. I don’t know what to do.” He leaned over me, biting my shoulder hard as he slammed deeper. “You don’t do anything,” he snarled. “You stay right here where you belong. On your knees. In my bed. Carrying my children. Reynolds and Harrington can both go to hell.” The sound of the boat engine was getting dangerously close now. Daddy fucked me even harder, like he was trying to imprint himself on me before the clock ran out.

He devoured me, tongue working its way right to the tip of my clit, sucking it into his mouth and rolling it between his lips like he wanted to own it. Yes… yes… fuck… I want you, Sir," I moaned, my voice breaking as my hand fisted in his hair, shoving his face harder against me. "No… no," he murmured against my soaked pussy, his voice dark and amused. "It’s not ‘Sir’ to you," he growled, lifting his head just enough for his eyes to catch mine before his mouth slammed back down on me. "It’s Daddy… Jo." My breath hitched as his tongue pushed deep, fucking me with wet, ruthless strokes.

" Hearing my father's words made my tears flow again. In my past life, he had also tried to persuade me, but I wouldn't listen. In the end, I wasted my life away. I pinched my palm, letting the dull pain of my nails biting into my skin clear my mind. In this lifetime, I would never let myself remain trapped in Layson's shadow. "Dad, I'll do whatever you say. I'm going to Silvermoon City. I'll arrange the entry permit later."

She knew… she had seen it… that Isadora wasn’t wearing this top this morning. “What are you wearing?” she asked with arched brows, and Isadora’s heart dropped, sinking into her belly. She had hoped, had prayed that her mother would not find out, but it seems her prayer didn’t work out. Isadora stared down at her body, stuttering as she tried to place her words together. “I… I… I… It’s Daddy’s clothes. Dad,” she said, forcing a smile. “It was… the last thing he left me with.” She added, knowing that this would stir up something within her mother, but it would be better than saying it was from Damian.

The necessities of my life. Dominic Leone is my daddy. My everything. Fuck the world. We have each other. I know they’ll come for us again, and I know next time they try, I will be right by my daddy’s side. There will be no mistaking me for victim, that’s for damn sure. The End

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.'

"A good girl always listens to her daddy so you listen to me when I tell you to fucking hold back that cum" "Daddy!" My breath was sharp now. "I can't... I can't... But I will be a good girl for daddy from now on. Please sir, please daddy" "Oh shit! Do it! Cum now" his words resounded with a small slap to my tit that made it jiggle. "Thank you daddy!!" I screamed as I came hard, my body shuddering and yet stiffening for the first few seconds before I trembled down into the bed, my body shaking violently.

This cause Yan Yang's hazel eyes, to nearly pop out of their sockets. What? The little boy yesterday and her boss had......... A father and son relationship??

All Yours Daddy. “Oh my goodness… Devine…. ARHHHH YES!! Give it to me Daddy!! Give it to me.” Nuella moaned breathlessly not realizing how hard she was grinding against his face until he finally let out a low groan, attesting to how much he loved her action.