You Yo Daddy's Son Novels & Stories

Lucas's voice rang out, filled with fury and disbelief. I squared my shoulders, refusing to back down in the face of his rage. "Then go ask your father why he fucked me. Don’t scream in my ears, got it? You have shit to deal with, go and do so but don’t think I’ll stand here and let you scream at me like my father." His laughter was bitter and scornful. "Oh, wow. She’s grown a bone," he sneered. "Because you are fucking my father? A man two decades older than you? My mother's fucking husband?"

Ughhhhh "Yes daddy"

Dylan growled angrily. She stared at his utterly familiar face, bit was filled with rage after what he'd just done. “Let go of me, sir!” She yelled out. Joanna tried her best to remain stable in the arms of her mother. “Daddy, let go of my mummy!” She cried out. Katrina didn't hear wrong, her daughter just referred to this strange man as her daddy. She couldn't understand what was going on. Who Dylan was and why did Joanna call him daddy?

"I'd beg for your cock, Daddy. Whisper how much I want you to fuck me hard, and make me yours. I'd be quiet at first, but you'd make it so good I'd have to bite my lip to keep me from screaming." He groaned, shifting closer, his free hand cupping my breast, thumbing my nipple until it hardened. "God, you drive me crazy. Your mom's a good woman, but she doesn't get me like you do. She doesn't make me this hard." He guided my hand to his crotch, where his erection strained against his pants. "Feel that? That's all for you." I stroked him through the fabric, feeling the heat and girth. "It's so big, Daddy. I love how it feels inside me, stretching my pussy." My voice was husky now, the words tu

“Yeah, I’m sure.” “You said you would be my toy, but toys break.” “Not me. So daddy, fuck me, please.” A strange look passes over his features as he releases them and unbuckles his pants. And I can’t help the gasp that escapes through my tiny lips.

"Only if it's as big and juicy as yours, daddy... Ooooooh... I'm gonna cum... Fuck me hard, daddy. Make your baby girl cum again!" Danielle massaged her clit even harder. Daddy squeezed her tits tight. He slammed his shaft inside her hungry hole as hard and as fast as he could go. Then Danielle cried out loud, a high-pitched sound of unabashed passion. As her cunt contracted hard around his cock, daddy shoved himself as deep as he could and groaned out loud as he shot his heavy load into his daughter's womb.

"I want my real daddy." My chest tightened. "Gio, I am your real...." "No you're not!" His voice rose, cracking. "You're just Floyd! Daddy is Daddy! And I want to go home to him!" He started crying again. Hard, desperate sobs that shook his small body. I stood there feeling helpless, useless, watching my son fall apart because of me. "Okay." I kept my voice gentle. "Okay, buddy. You don't have to eat. Let's...let's try something else. Want to watch a movie? I got that new superhero one you like."

I taunted; venom laced in my voice as I fought the urge not to rip this woman’s throat out for her disgusting behavior toward my son. “Daddy, are we going home now?” Mike asked before his father could reprimand Sonya for taking his son that way. The glare that Alpha Jacob gave Sonya could melt a stone into mere dust. I smirked watching Sonya’s eyes widen in shock as her eyes took in my son in horror. The revelation of finding out that my son said daddy brought her almost to tears. “W-What?” Sonya stuttered in shock. “Yes son, Mumma and daddy are taking you home,” I said, putting the icing on the cake.

Dad said. I looked at Zyrous who's now looking at the floor while listening to dad. "Dad you know me. If I just don't know Zyrous then I'm going to punch his face" I said calmly. "This is my daughter Beler! Don't trust your son" Daddy said grinning. I can't understand what they are talking about also because we just came back. I just sighed the same time with Zyrous then laughed a bit. Our fathers just looks like a kid by their way of fighting.

she murmured, her voice choked with emotion as she scanned his small frame for any sign of injury. "I'm okay, Mom," Adam replied, his voice muffled against her shoulder. "Daddy killed the bad man and saved me. I love you, Daddy!" he declared proudly, his words a testament to the bond that had been forged between father and son in the crucible of adversity.