You Yo Daddy's Son Novels & Stories

My son greeted his teacher happily and waved slightly. "Hello, Johiel!" "Hi," I greeted Johiel's teacher. Johiel's teacher knows me because I often visit their school. "Hello, Miss Cosette! I'm glad you could make it," my son's teacher said with a smile, then she looked at Yohan and greeted him too. "Hi, Sir! You must be Johiel’s father?" Yohan smiled and nodded. "Yes. I'm Zion Yohan Warren," Yohan introduced himself. "He's my Daddy, Teacher! And my daddy is a CEO, and he's rich! My Daddy Yohan said he would buy me an ice cream factory, Teacher!" Johiel boasted.

"I'm yours! Fuck, I'm yours, Daddy, please don't stop—" His other hand snaked around, finding my clit, and I nearly sobbed with how good it felt. "That's my good girl. Come on Daddy's cock. Show me what my son's been missing." The orgasm built fast and brutal. His cock driving into me, his fingers on my clit, his filthy words in my ear—it was too much. "Daddy, I'm gonna—fuck, I'm—" "Come for me, baby girl. Come on Daddy's cock right fucking now."

I grunted feeling the fullness in my stomach and I flinched when I felt the poke on my poleste. I'm gonna cum! N-no I can't! “Ahhh! Daddy!” I moaned instead, turning the remote to the highest. Kai gasped, his tongue sticking out, his eyes rolled back as his body arched up. Daddy slammed deep inside, my legs trembled and my toes curled. My tongue stuck out as I swayed on Kai's chest from the force of Daddy's slam. “P-please!” Kai yelped. Daddy grabbed my hair pinning me down as his pace quickened. “I- I can't take it! E-easy!”

Shut up before you say something you regret! “And you aren’t my dad!” “Rue,” my mother gasps, her eyes widening. “What are you even saying? Of course he is your fat…” “HE ISN’T!” I yell, drawing the gazes of those around us. “He isn’t my father! My father died many years ago, and he…he…” I continue as those damned complex feelings of mine come rushing in despite the alcohol in me. “He… forget it.” Feeling at a loss and completely defeated, I stand and grab my purse from the table beside me.

They were my daddies and I was their little girl. The End

He chuckled, wrapped his arm around her waist, and pulled her back onto the bed. "Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah... you psycho, let me go! You're my father, I'm your daughter! Are you crazy? Help me! Mom, please help me, this bastard's gone insane. Mom! Mom, Mom, help me, Mom, help me..." Emma shrieked for her mother, feeling as if she were about to die. In stark contrast to Emma's mental breakdown and terror, Damien roared with laughter at her pleas for help. He pinned her down again, still laughing.

“I’m going to split you wide open, stretch you full, you’re going to scream, for me to continue for me to stop, and even then I won’t stop, I’ll ravage your tiny holes because they are mine, just call me daddy, and my cock is yours” I clenched my eyes shut, my breath was ragged. Heavily turned on No, I had only one daddy. I was only soaking wet because I was ovulating, only Daddy Vincent could be my daddy, not Daniel. “You can’t touch me, daddy will put a gun into your dick…” I moaned, rubbing myself against his hardness some more. I angled my neck, so I could stare at his dark features. A smile broke out on my face, and then I started laughing, excitement stirring and pouring from my womb.

I hummed out a yes, nodding my head as I bit hard on my lower lips while a moan stifled out. "Use your words, Little bird." He brought out the thumb only to repeat the same process harder and faster. "Yes yes yes. I accept to be your plaything, daddy." For some reason, that came out sexier than it should. "Daddy is gonna eat you out now, and make you cum? Do you want that?" He quizzed while his body stooped down between my legs, his face still very much meters away from my parted thighs. "I want it, please."

He went home and got straight to his room without eating. In the darkness of the room he felt a pressence his affraid of, a powerful aura that he is very much familiar of. "Father?" Yo called. "Lower your voice." He whispered. "What's this about?" Yo asked. "You know about Shins wolf don't you?" Reynold Black know that his son is very inteligent, he knew that Yo might already have the idea of the truth. "I don't understand what you're asking father." He answered. It was the best confirmation that he knew it.

"You're my d-daddy?" Fondness has shown to his both eyes. “Yes, I’m your d-daddy. You are my son,” he replied with a smile. "Mommy?" I nodded and smiled softly. "Really, Mommy?" I nodded again. “Yes, baby. He’s your daddy… Bradley Hernandez.” I was alive and breathing when I didn't even see it sulking in me. His father is the only one who hates me now. “Yey… I already have a daddy. Daddy, come here please. hug me, please, Daddy.”