You Yo Daddy's Son Novels & Stories

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.

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.

Yo know that Shin wants this the most, he knew that his best friend wants nothing but to run away from the current life that he has, for Shin the only way out is to get married. Yo on the other hand is not the relationship type, he wishes he was but he's not. Yo wanted to study in Osaka, venture anthropology, and just become normal. But he can't he surely can't. He's the only son of his parents, his dad is one of the elite fighters. They all look at Yo as the next-in-line. But he does not have the strength to be not that he's weak, cause damn his strong, but he is weakly spirited. He didn't think that he will be able to be as good as his father was.

"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.”

"What are you making, daddy?" She whispers under her breath, her voice is sultry as fuck, it sends signals of pure pleasure straight to my brain. If only she knew the effects that calling me daddy has on me. Or maybe she does. The little nymph. I wouldn't put it past her.

"I'm your stepmommy." Zanéh scrunched up her face further like the last word was a pungent smell in her nose. She eyed the lady up and down and settled back on her face. "You're white." Murda slowly rose back to her feet, dusting at her knees. It was obvious she didn't know what reply to give to that. Kiersey saw this as her cue to step in. "I take it you didn't know before? " Zanéh shrugged nonchalantly, popping at her gum. "I don't know, I just assumed Daddy . . . where's my daddy?" She glanced about with question, before settling back on Murda's face with an expression that could be likened to accusal.

"I will never deprive my daddy! I... I will never stay away from you! It's all my fault! I should have trusted my daddy more than anyone else! You want me! You want me so much and it was never an act! I know! I know now! I know please... Daddyyyy! Oh fuck! Oh please!" "Whose words are you going to fucking trust from now on?" "Yours, daddy! Yours only!" I cried. "Desperate slut! Cum for daddy!" Those words unleashed a climax that was long due. I let my body accept the pleasure fully and I fell into a violent spasm as the climax rocked me hard. My body stretched and my back arched but I remained firmly strapped all while cumming and squirting my juices with the vibrator still inside of me. I w

Until a few seconds later, "Are you that fond of Daddy?" The four-year-old boy was silent for a while. Then he answered, "I love you and Daddy. Don't tell me to choose?" "Forget it, sweetie. I'm just curious. It's okay. Later I'll try to get Daddy to meet you again." "Daddy?" "Yes, Adrian, the real your daddy, not the current one," Lily said with a smile. She then kissed the top of her son's head repeatedly. "Be strong, son. We still have a lot to go through until I can see you grow up."

Dayton turned around to look at his son. His deep voice did not reveal any joy or anger. “Her mother is now your mommy?” Dayton looked at the impassive expression on his father’s face. As his son, he knew that the more nonchalant his father seemed to be, the more likely it was the premonition of a raging storm. However, as his son, he was not afraid of him. He raised his chin slightly and said, “Yes, her mother is my mommy now. She’ll be my mummy in the future as well. I’ll be a filial son to her!”