DIRTY DADDIES: AN 18+ EROTIC COLLECTION
"That's it, baby girl. Take Daddy's cock like the good little slut you are." My boyfriend's father had me bent over his desk, hand wrapped around my throat, splitting me open with his thick cock while my boyfriend was on the line.
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Chapter: 46: OVERTIME PAY IS HIS COCK (3)CHAPTER 3: "THIS GREEDY CUNT IS MINE NOW"TATIA’S POVHe drives me over the edge with terrifying efficiency, fingers pistoning in and out, curling relentlessly, thumb grinding my clit until it’s a fireball. This third orgasm is different. It’s not my own. It’s his. It’s bestowed by him, forced from my body like a confession. It rips through me with a force that feels like it’s tearing me in two, my pussy squirting violently around his fingers, arcs splashing his wrist, the desk, my thighs. I scream, a long, ragged sound—“Maddox, fuck, yes!”—as my body convulses, walls milking his digits in desperate, greedy spasms. He holds me through it, his hand a steadyanchor as I completely shatter, sobbing and shaking.When the last tremor subsides, I’m a boneless, weeping mess, slumped in the chair, cum dripping from me in steady streams. He slowly pulls his fingers out, glistening and coated in my cream, strings of it connecti
Last Updated: 2026-01-15
Chapter: 46: OVERTIME PAY IS HIS COCK (2)CHAPTER 2: CAUGHT FISTING MY DRIPPING CUNTTATIA’S POV“You’re gonna watch me come twice, you motherfucker,” I snarl, my voice cracking with lust. “You’re gonna see me lose my goddamn mind right here, finger-fucking myself raw because your cock isn’t here to wreck me.”The first orgasm hits. It’s a seizure, a violent explosion that rips through me like lightning. My body arches violently, back bowing off the chair, heels digging into the carpet. A raw, screaming cry rips from my throat—“Maddox!”—unfiltered and loud enough to shatter glass, echoing through the empty floor. My pussy clenches around my fingers in a series of violent, milking spasms, squirting arcs of clear fluid that splatter the desk, the keyboard, dripping down to puddle on the floor. Pleasure, white-hot and blinding, electrocutes every nerve ending, my clit pulsing under my fingers like it’s trying to escape.It’s immense. It’s devastating. My vision
Last Updated: 2026-01-14
Chapter: 46: OVERTIME PAY IS HIS COCK (1) CHAPTER 1: CUM FOR THE OFFICE CAMERATATIA’S POVMy name is TatiaDonovan, and I think the fluorescent lights are trying to kill me.No, seriously. They’ve been screaming this high-pitched, teeth-grinding hum directly into my brain for eleven fucking hours. I can feel it in my molars. My skin is crawling, all, like I’m allergic to the air in this place. It’s 8:17 PM. My soul left my body around 4:30, and what’s left is just a twitching, over-caffeinated shell held together by sheer pettiness and the hope that I might still make it home in time to eat something that didn’t come out of a vending machine.Every single nerve in my body is screaming. I am one wrong email away from either bursting into flames or bursting into tears, and honestly, I’m not sure which one would be more satisfying.It’s all his fault. MaddoxHaynes. My boss. The walking, talking violation of every HR policy and my personal sanity,
Last Updated: 2026-01-13
Chapter: 45: TAKEN BY THE MASKED MAN (3)CHAPTER 3: "THIS GREEDY CUNT IS MINE NOW"TATIA’S POVHe drives me over the edge with terrifying efficiency, fingers pistoning in and out, curling relentlessly, thumb grinding my clit until it’s a fireball. This third orgasm is different. It’s not my own. It’s his. It’s bestowed by him, forced from my body like a confession. It rips through me with a force that feels like it’s tearing me in two, my pussy squirting violently around his fingers, arcs splashing his wrist, the desk, my thighs. I scream, a long, ragged sound—“Maddox, fuck, yes!”—as my body convulses, walls milking his digits in desperate, greedy spasms. He holds me through it, his hand a steadyanchor as I completely shatter, sobbing and shaking.When the last tremor subsides, I’m a boneless, weeping mess, slumped in the chair, cum dripping from me in steady streams. He slowly pulls his fingers out, glistening and coated in my cream, strings of it connecti
Last Updated: 2026-01-12
Chapter: 45: TAKEN BY THE MASKED MAN (2)CHAPTER 2: ASS-TO-MOUTH WITH MY CAPTOR(TW: NON-CONSENSUAL SEX AND EXTREMES. DO NOT READ. AND DO NOT REPLICATE!)He rams in, and slips deeper, easier than before. There is no mercy in his ruthless pounding.I scream into the gag he’d stuffed in once more, body splitting open again, but the pain is different now—sharper, deeper, better.He alternates—cunt, ass, cunt, ass—brutal, relentless, growling“Fight harder, slut. Make me earn it.”My body betrays me completely.Pleasure coils like a snake, sick, filthy, unstoppable.He reaches into the side table—myemergency vibrator drawer—and pulls out a glass dildo, the one I use when I’m alone, crying, pretending it’s my husband.SHOVE.He rams it up my ass while pounding my pussy, the dual stretch making me see stars.I moan—muffled, broken, desperate.He slaps my hanging tits, SLAP-SLAP-SLAP, till they’re crimson, swollen, throbbing.Chokes m
Last Updated: 2026-01-11
Chapter: 45: TAKEN BY THE MASKED MAN (1)CHAPTER 1: THE INTRUDER’S TOY(TW: NON-CONSENSUAL SEX AND EXTREMES. DO NOT READ. AND DO NOT REPLICATE!)The house is a tomb at 2:17 AM, the kind of silence that presses against your eardrums when you’re the only one breathing in it. I’m standing at the kitchen sink in nothing but a pair of baby-pink cotton sleep shorts that cling to the curve of my ass and ride up between my pussy lips with every shift of my hips, and a champagne silk robe that’s knotted so loosely the front gapes open, letting my heavy breasts spill halfway out. My nipples are stiff from the AC and from the ache of being untouched for so long. My husband—some high-powered asshole who hasn’t laid a hand on me in eight months—is off in Tokyo or Singapore or wherever the fuck he goes to pretend he’s important. I’m just the dumb little housewife left behind in a house that costs more than most people make in a lifetime, rinsing a wine glass that still tastes like cheap me
Last Updated: 2026-01-10
Chapter: CHAPTER 64:ASK YOUR BEST FRIENDEMBER'S POVFor a long moment, neither of us moves. He's still buried inside me, softening but making no move to withdraw, and I can feel his heart slamming against mine through our chests."Fuck," he breathes finally."Yeah," I agree."We should probably get back.""Probably."Neither of us moves."Queenie is going to be insufferable," I say."Queenie can go fuck herself."I laugh, a real laugh, surprised out of me by his grumpiness. He pulls back to look at my face, and something soft crosses his expression."You're beautiful when you laugh," he says quietly.The words hit somewhere soft and unguarded."Knox...""I mean it." His thumb traces my cheekbone. "Tonight was... I liked seeing you like that. Free. Happy. Not carrying the weight of everything.""It felt good," I admit. "Dancing without worrying. Doing things I've never done before. Being someone I've nev
Last Updated: 2026-01-06
Chapter: CHAPTER 63:YOURS. YOURS. YOURSEMBER'S POVThe thought should scandalize me. Should make me pull away, find somewhere private, behave like the proper omega I was raised to be.Instead, it makes me burn."I don't care," I gasp. "I just need you. Need—"He pulls his hand away.I actually whine at the loss, the sound embarrassingly desperate."Bathroom," he says, and it's not a question. "Now."He grabs my hand and starts pulling me through the crowd. I stumble after him, my legs shaky, my body screaming for release that keeps getting denied.The club is a maze of bodies and lights and I have no idea where we're going, but Knox navigates like he's done this a thousand times before. Maybe he has. I don't care. I just care about getting somewhere private so he can finish what he started.We burst through a door marked PRIVATE—probably VIP bathrooms, because of course—and then I'm against the wall, his mouth crushing mine, his hands shoving my dress up around my waist."Been thinking about this all night," he growls bet
Last Updated: 2026-01-05
Chapter: CHAPTER 62: DANCING FOR TWO EYESEMBER'S POVI turn my back to the VIP section, let my hips sway in slow, sensual circles. Let my hands trail down my own body—over my breasts, my stomach, my thighs. Let my head fall back like I'm lost in the music, in the pleasure of my own movement.When I glance over my shoulder, his jaw is tight and his knuckles are white around his glass.Good."Oh my god," Queenie cackles. "You're trying to kill him.""I'm just dancing.""You're performing a mating call and you know it."Maybe I am. Maybe I want him to want me so badly he can't stand it. Maybe I want to drive him crazy the way he's been driving me crazy since this whole thing started.The song changes to something heavier, dirtier. The crowd responds with increased intensity—bodies pressing closer, movements becoming more explicit. Near us, a couple has given up any pretense of dancing and is straight up dry-humping against a speak
Last Updated: 2026-01-04
Chapter: CHAPTER 61: HEDONIST CLUBEMBER'S POVThe club is called Naughty or Nice.The club is called Naughty or Nice.And based on what I'm seeing through the entrance, "nice" was never really an option.The venue has been transformed into some kind of Christmas fever dream designed by someone with a very, very dirty imagination. Red and white lights pulse through artificial snow that falls from the ceiling, catching the strobe lights and making everything sparkle. Giant candy canes frame the VIP sections, wrapped in red rope. The bar is staffed by men dressed as—I'm not making this up—sexy Christmas elves, complete with pointed ears, tiny green shorts, and abs that could grate cheese.And that's just the entrance."Holy shit," I breathe."Told you," Queenie grabs my arm, practically vibrating with excitement. "One Night Only is legendary. They go all out."All out is an understatement.The dance floor is packed with bodies mo
Last Updated: 2026-01-03
Chapter: CHAPTER 60: LET’S PRETENDEMBER'S POV I hate how close I am to him—close enough to taste his breath, close enough to count his eyelashes—yet how far away he seems. How far away we'd always be.I want to scream in his face that I don't care if he destroys me alongside himself. That I'd rather be infected with whatever madness runs in his veins than not have him at all. But I also know how close that comes to losing myself to another man—right after Gale. Right after escaping the curse of loving the wrong person.So despite the rupturing of my heart and my lungs and the very thing that attaches me to my soul, I drag in a deep breath, choking back my sob."Do you at least care about me?""Fuck, of course I do." His voice cracks on the words. "I care so much about you, baby. I care so much that I might have committed treason in that court today if they'd moved forward with dragging you back to Gale."I swallow—failing to reconcile how he could say that and not want more than just thirty days."Please let's not f
Last Updated: 2026-01-02
Chapter: CHAPTER 59: I LIKE YOU. A LOTEMBER'S POVWe return to the penthouse in a daze.The space feels different now. Lighter, maybe.Like the weight of everything that's been pressing down on us has lifted slightly, leaving room for something that might be hope.Knox disappears into the bedroom to change, and I drift to the window, looking out at the mountain vista that's become so familiar over the past few days.We have one day left, or is it two? What does the new 30-days probation mean for us? For me.The snow is falling gently, coating everything in white, making the world look clean and fresh and full of possibility.I'm free.The words still don't feel real.I'm free and Gale is in custody and my mother's schemes have collapsed and the council has cleared Knox's name and—And none of it matters if I can't figure out what happens next."Hey."Knox's voice pulls me back. He's changed into something casual—dark jeans, a henley that stretches across his shoulders in ways that are probably illegal—and he's looking at
Last Updated: 2026-01-01
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