All Chapters of TOUCH ME MORE, DADDY: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 2: First Arrival I stepped fully into the gym and the cool air hit my skin, but it did nothing to calm the heat already crawling up my neck. Dom was right there, wiping down the bench like he’d been waiting. Shirtless. Jesus. Those tattoos snaked across his broad chest and down his thick arms some tribal-looking patterns, others more personal, all of them making him look even more dangerous at forty-five. He straightened up, easily six-three, towering over my five-two frame like it was nothing. My tiny black shorts suddenly felt way too small, and the thin tank top? Yeah, my nipples were already betraying me. “Riley,” he rumbled, that deep voice rolling through the room. He tossed the towel aside and looked me up and down, slow. “Hoodie off. Let me see what I’m working with today.” My fingers fumbled with the zipper. I shrugged it off and dropped it on a chair, standing there in just the cropped tank and those shorts that rode up my ass. “Here, Coach. Ready as I’ll ever b

Chapter 4: The “Special Stretch” OfferMy body was already a sweaty, trembling mess after another round of squats and lunges. I stood there panting, hands on my knees, trying to catch my breath while Dom circled me like a predator. The mirrors showed everything my flushed cheeks, the dark wet patch between my legs that had only gotten worse, and him towering behind me, muscles gleaming with sweat.“Fifteen more seconds on that plank, Riley,” he commanded, voice deep and rough. “Core tight. Don’t you sag on me now.”I dropped back down, forearms burning as I held the position. “Coach… it’s so hard. My arms are shaking.”“That’s because you’re weak in the middle,” he said, crouching beside me. His big hand pressed down between my shoulder blades, forcing me lower. “Engage everything. Ass down, back flat. Fuck, look at you holding it. Good little athlete. But I can see you dripping again. Those shorts are fucking ruined.”I whimpered, hips twitching despite myself. “It’s not my fault. E

Chapter 6: First Breeding I was still shaking from the second orgasm, my legs pinned back in that obscene full split on the workout bench, when Dom pulled his three thick fingers out of me with a wet pop. My pussy clenched around nothing, gaping slightly from the stretch, dripping oil and my own cum down onto the leather. I could barely think straight, chest heaving, small tits shiny with sweat and oil. “Coach…” I whimpered, looking up at his massive frame. “I’m so empty now. Please…” Dom straightened up, his eyes dark with raw hunger. “Empty? Not for long, little athlete. You wanted deeper? You’re about to get stretched way beyond fingers.” He hooked his thumbs into his gray sweatpants and shoved them down in one smooth motion. His massive cock sprang free, thick and veiny, slapping heavily against my oiled stomach with a meaty sound. It was huge easily nine inches, girthy, with a fat purple head already leaking precum. At forty-five, he was bigger and harder than any boy

Chapter 8: Obsession Locked InBy evening, the gym was thick with the smell of sweat, oil, and sex. I was a complete wreck legs shaking, hair messy, body covered in dried cum, fresh loads, and oil. Two heavy creampies from Dom were still leaking down my thighs as I stood there naked, trying to catch my breath. The sun was starting to set outside the big glass windows overlooking his backyard pool, painting everything in warm orange light.Dom looked at me with that dark, satisfied smirk, his massive cock still semi-hard and glistening. “Look at you, Riley. My good little athlete all fucked out and dripping. But we’re not finished yet. Cool down time… with a twist.”He reached into a drawer and pulled out a small, smooth pink vibrating egg. “Open your legs.”I spread them on trembling thighs, feeling more of his cum slip out. “Coach… what’s that for? I’m already so full and sensitive.”“It’s for your cool down,” he said, voice low and commanding. He pushed the egg slowly into my cum f

Chapter 2: Cracks in the RulesThe next morning I woke up thinking about the way Darius had looked at me in that sundress. Mom left early for another long workday. I found Darius in the kitchen drinking coffee. He looked powerful even in casual clothes, muscles filling out his shirt. “Good morning, princess. Sleep well?” he asked, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine.“I did. Thanks for dinner last night. You really know how to make a girl feel welcome,” I replied, walking over to pour myself some juice. I wore one of my tiniest tank tops and short shorts that barely covered my ass. I bent over a little longer than necessary to reach the glass.Darius eyes stayed on me. “You look comfortable today. That outfit is quite something. Your mother would probably say it is too revealing for around the house. But I like seeing you relaxed. Turn around and let me see.”I spun slowly, feeling bold. “You like it, Daddy? I wore it just for you since we are home alone.” The word Daddy sl