Daddies Little Toy
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I was flesh grabbed; double daddy manhandled, body mauled, as I had never been before. Well, I suppose I’d never been explored by two guys simultaneously. Family, it’s who you are. When I was young, nuclear was the standard with two biological parents. I didn’t need a DNA test; I looked like my mum: the same chin, the exact sharpish nose, honeyed blonde hair and her sparkling light blue eyes. As a teenager, thankfully, I got her great boobs too. A nuclear family, alright, very...
TeenageThey say Daddy is the most important man in the World, in the mind of his daughter, so much so, that they marry men who have a resemblance to them, and as if to reinforce this bonding, the boy who marries his daughter, has a tough job convincing daddy, to release his girl into their control.This special bonding has more significance if the daughter grows into a replica of his wife in her younger days, especially, if the wife is no longer with him, through divorce or death.I first noticed this...
"I don't think you want to know Daddy, believe me I'm very sure you don't want to know," was my reply to you, turning from you back to the counter, I hear you chair pull out from the table and grab my shoulder and whip me around to look at you. "No, I didn't give you that option, I took the day off work to find out what the hell is going on, and damn it you are going to tell me. You better start taking this serious." Your eye's peirce mine. "Daddy, I quit going to school...
Well to start with I am 40years old, I have been a widower for the last 5 years, my wife dying in a car accident. My parents are dead and all I have left is 1 c***d my lovely daughter and my sister and her two c***dren. My daughter is 20years old now and lives in town, with my sister. After my wife died we both sought of kept to ourselves, tho my memories would still flood in of my little girl. On the other hand, my sister is 32years old and has 2 daughters, on her own, her husband died of...
I’d always been a daddies boy. At weekends when he was home from work I would leap out of bed and jump between him and mum as soon as the sun came up. He’d tease and joke around with me. Mum would laugh and get up and get breakfast ready as we lay messing about until she shouted that our food was ready. I loved playing with the hair on his chest and would snuggle in close as he would sing to me, holding me close in his big arms.As I got older I noticed that they were arguing a lot. My invites...
daddies fall part two- I woke up the next morning to the small of frying bacon. Following the smell to the kitchen, I beheld a wondrous sight. Heather was standing in front of the stove stirring scrambled eggs wearing only two things: an apron that said ‘screw the cook, I want my bacon‘, a gift an old body of mine gave me back in my bachelor days, and my shorts. She noticed me staring at her and smiled at me. After she lowered the heat to keep the eggs from burning she walked over...
daddies fall part two- I woke up the next morning to the small of frying bacon. Following the smell to the kitchen, I beheld a wondrous sight. Heather was standing in front of the stove stirring scrambled eggs wearing only two things: an apron that said ‘screw the cook, I want my bacon‘, a gift an old body of mine gave me back in my bachelor days, and my shorts. She noticed me staring at her and smiled at me. After she lowered the heat to keep the eggs from burning she walked over...
I'd been using gay chatrooms for years. It started as a curiosity, but from the first skype session with an older guy, I was hooked. I'd spent hundreds and hundreds of hours having horny chats with older guys, camming and phoning with them etc., but id never met one in real life. That was about to change.I had been talking to a guy pretty local to me, 56 athletic and hung. We had spent a few days talking to each other, when out of the blue at 10.30pm I got a message from him.'Now's the time,...
They both ask me for a cigarette , late outside , at the bus stopboth finishing work and going home waiting for the rideboth in their 40s , nice black guys , talking about worki got in the bus with them , they both sat with me making me sit between em two the bus went on the road and they started to ask me if i had a gf''no i dont''''we both have wives''''cool''i talk with them until i had to got off the bus, i did and they followed mesaying they were going the same wayi knew going throught the...
Daddies bearthe morning started like any other boring dull day. waking up at the blaring sound of music that i called an alarm. doing my morning rituals before getting breakfast. The morning had came and gone. The afternoon rose with surprises and thrills. my friends had decided as my 18th birthday neared, that they would take me to the quaint cabin i go to for solitude when my brain is strained. This was my haven. As i packed for a few days away, I made sure to pack some safety measures, just...
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I’d like to thank michchick98 for her help in editing my story. Any grammatical errors found in the story are purely mine. Present day Anna and Ramone were eating ice cream in her apartment whilst reminiscing of their time together. They’d been friends for 20 years now and although life had pushed them into different directions, they remained the best of friends. It was November and they were discussing their plans for Christmas. They’d both turned 30 in the course of the year and were...
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I suppose it's easy to pretend not knowing you're being spied upon, moving gracefully, pirouetting and performing ballet, every girls dream, to be a ballerina, long legs, pale alabaster skin, perfect poise and desirable.I practised hard and daddy encouraged me, even buying me a 'Tutu', minus the petticoat, two layers of netted material, which it fitted me like a glove, and as I danced through my routines, locked in the back storeroom with an old gramophone record playing, with the knowledge of...
Once upon a time, in a nice little suburb, lived an ordinary family, composed of a Daddy, a Mommy and their Hunny.Hunny had just turned 18. She was a very pretty young lady, with long dark hair, and big brown eyes. Her breasts had filled out now, and made her tee shirts bulge; and her legs were well-shaped. She liked wearing short skirts and tight lil tees, because she noticed the boys stared at her when she did so. Despite this, she was an innocent 18, lovingly protected by her mom and dad....
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When daddy came to visitHis bike pulls up and the smile on my face is immeasurable, I have been excited to see myDaddy all week and I can't wait to hear him call me Daddy's dirty little girl again. Last timewas great but I want more. I couldn't believe the shape I came home in, but couldn't havebeen happier. Daddy worked my pussy over good, made it hurt and gave me something toremember after he came inside me a beautiful gift. Every time I moved and sat down Ithought of his beautiful cock being...
It feels so long ago now to look back on-- the very first time my daddy let me have a taste of his lollipop.He came into my room shortly after bedtime one night. The lights were off but Daddy did not seem to have trouble finding my bed. His large hands grabbed my shoulder, moving to pet my head.His words were sweet: “Still awake, Princess?”I nodded gently, his hand still on my head.“Are you hungry? I have dessert.”I nodded again, smiling now as I felt his hand run through my hair.“Ok Babygirl,...
A week later I couldn't get the last experience out of my head. All I could think about was the two Dad's I had serviced and how much I enjoyed drinking their cum. I was addicted, and I had major cravings for more. I began looking at Craigslist posts again hoping to satiate my hunger, but just as I was about to respond to another Dad looking to get sucked off, fate stepped in. It was my Daddy. In his message he complimented me on how good my mouth was and how well I handled two cocks. He...
"DAD!! WHAT THE FUCK!!" screamed Heather throwing he giant stuffed panda at me "shut the fucking door!" Hello, my name is Arthur. I am stay at home novelist that is in between writing, though in my opinion, not a very good one. Just turned 35, yay me. I am an OIF/ ODS veteran , honorable discharged. Served 16 years in the army, and just couldn’t deal with the stress of the job and having to be away from my family, so I did my best to go out with a bang, doing three tours in...
My father-in-law went on and on as usual about our financial choices, our home that we hadn't upgraded out of in 15 years, my dead end career, my wife's wasted education. Every month it was the same. I dreaded our monthly family dinners for that reason, among others, but I couldn't bring myself to argue back for once. I wasn't enjoying myself, but this dinner was different. My wife sat to my left, her mother on her other side. My father-in-law was to my right. And my daughter, Tori sat...
Deep under the earth, in the realm of gloom, and death Hades sat contemplating his predicament. There on his thrown, sitting next to his three-headed dog Cerberus, was Hades clothed in dark robes, waves of silk black hair to his shoulders, a beard like most Greeks which showed his intelligence that was achieved over the many centuries, weaved with the muscles of a true male god, and the face of a warrior who has had to live an existence in the darkness far too long....
Well to start with I am 40years old, I have been a widower for the last 5 years, my wife dying in a car accident. My parents are dead and all I have left is 1 child my lovely daughter and my sister and her two children. My daughter is 20years old now and lives in town, with my sister. After my wife died we both sought of kept to ourselves, tho my memories would still flood in of my little girl. On the other hand, my sister is 32years old and has 2 daughters, on her own, her husband died of...
I grabbed my daughter's chin with my left hand while the fingers of my right rubbed at her clit. "Whose pussy is this, Lucy?" She swallowed hard and met my eyes. "It's yours, Daddy." "And when can I use my pussy?" With a small voice she answered, "Whenever you want." I reached further and plunged two fingers inside the wet cunt in question. Lucy yelped before sagging against me and accepting the intrusion. "If I want to march you out to the 50 yard line and shove my dick down...
Once I had discovered that my role in life was being a sissy girl, I and my Daddy took our relationship further. I started growing my hair, who would take any notice, lots of men have long hair. I also allways had sheer stockings and satin panties on under my trousers when i went to work. I would join in all the macho bull at work talking about girls tits and the usual banter, all the time wearing more satin and silk then there fat ugly wives would ever wear. One day Daddy phoned me to say he...
And yet, Boris always believed he was in control. How fool of him, and to that he could only agree, bound and sweating as he was, on the floor in the men’s bathroom of the night club, eyes closed so he could pretend he was not anticipating the moment he’d be finally pimped out in real life by a woman he had never met in the flesh before tonight. *** It all began with a simple click, as it always does, doesn’t it? Your usual ?Follow? button on twitter, one of hundreds accounts of dominant women...
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In the classroom after breakfast, I sat down as usual with the others as Ann called out the days pairings. There were a couple of sighs when the names were called out, mine being missing until the end. I heard Melanie give a small cry of yes as she knew that it would be us together for the day with her name being the last one called out. She was up on her feet in a flash and was ready for me to take her hand and lead her to the last vacant futon. ‘Oh Will,’ she said as she lay down on the...
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