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On My Daddy's Bed
Last Updated : 2026-07-16
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"Can you feel it?" Richard breathed, his thick fingers buried deep inside my dripping pussy while his eyes locked on mine. "This greedy cunt clenching around my fingers... begging for more. You're such a desperate little slut for me." "I hate you," I gasped, even as my back arched and my pussy gushed around his hand. "No, you don't," he said, his thumb finding my clit and pressing hard. "You hate that I am the only one who makes you feel this way. You hate that I am the one who knows exactly how to ruin you." Shame and pleasure twisted inside me as he continued, his fingers relentless, finding every spot that made me shake. ****** It shouldn't have been him touching me, fucking me and making me scream in ways I never knew I could. Now, nothing could end this forbidden affair. He was the wrong man — my father-in-law —- yet the only one whose touch could make me come undone... the only one who knew exactly how to break me and put me back together. I should walk away. I should end this filthy game. But a single touch from him and whispered filthy words leave me moaning his name like I'm made for him, and beg for more.
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Richard stood between my thighs and I could feel him there, hard and ready, but he didn't rush.He tilted my chin up with two fingers and looked at me like he was making sure I was really with him and not somewhere else in my head."Are you sure?" he asked quietly.I nodded and pulled him closer, my legs wrapping tighter around his waist.When he pushed inside me it was slow and deep and completely different from every other time we'd been like this. There was no aggression, no punishment and no power play designed to prove a point. It was just him moving into me like he was claiming something sacred instead of something to take."Oh god," I whispered, my arms wrapping around his neck, my fingers digging into his shoulders.Richard buried his face against my shoulder, his breathing rough against my skin. His hands gripped my hips but gently and carefully, like he was afraid of breaking something fragile…like I was fragile.He moved slowly and deeply.I felt every inch of him, every d
Last Updated : 2026-07-16On My Daddy's Bed between us
I pulled back from him slowly, my forehead still against his.Richard's hand stayed at the back of my neck, his thumb moving gently across my skin. His eyes searched my face like he was trying to memorize something he was afraid he'd lose.I kissed him before I could overthink it.It was slow at first, my hands against his jaw, asking instead of taking. Everything about the kiss was different from every other time between us.There was no urgency,no power play….just me choosing him quietly and deliberately.Richard went still for a moment.Then he kissed me back and it was like nothing had ever existed before this moment. His mouth moved against mine with a patience that undid me completely.It felt like he was trying to pour everything he couldn't say into the space between us.When I finally pulled back, breathless, I whispered against his mouth."Make me forget everything, Richard. Just tonight,make me forget it all."He looked at me for a long moment. Then he lifted me onto the wo
Last Updated : 2026-06-17On My Daddy's Bed do you understand me?
My phone pinged with another message.I didn't need to look to know who it was.Richard had been sending messages frequently these days and I had been ignoring every single one of them.It's not because he did something wrong. The only thing he did wrong was being Marcus's father. He sired that manipulating, soul sucking bastard and somehow I was holding that against him.I knew it wasn't fair and I knew I was projecting my resentment to him.I couldn't help it.Marcus had made me feel like a stranger in my own home.I was still carrying that dinner at my parents' house like a stone sitting in the middle of my chest.I turned my phone face down and focused on the canvas in front of me. Or tried to.The brush hadn't moved in twenty minutes and the paint on the palette was beginning to dry at the edges.I wasn't painting, I was sitting in front of a canvas pretending to paint while my mind ran in twelve directions at once.When the call came I watched the screen light up with his name a
Last Updated : 2026-05-14On My Daddy's Bed you're insane
I took another swing of my alcohol and the thing burned as it went down my throat."Isadora, you should go easy on that drink. It's whiskey, not some low percentage wine." Benita reminded me, eyeing the glass with visible concern.I had managed to get Marcus to drop me at her house after everything became so overwhelming I couldn't handle it without risking combustion. He hadn't asked questions. Maybe he was relieved to be rid of me for the night."I'm fine," I muttered."You showed up at my door looking like someone ran over your dog and you've had three glasses of whiskey in twenty minutes." Benita shifted on the couch to face me properly. "So tell me what happened because you are clearly not fine."I stared into my glass.Where did I even begin?"We had dinner at my parents' house tonight," I said finally and Benita waited without interrupting."My mother didn't ask me a single thing about myself the entire evening.” I said , a scoff leaving my lips.*She asked Marcus if he was eat
Last Updated : 2026-05-12On My Daddy's Bed please daddy
ISADORA POVThe dining room was elegant and well arranged.We settled in the sitting room as the servants arranged everything.Marcus' eyes remained on his phone and mine? They remained glued on the door where Richard would be making his entrance from.I didn't have to wait for long before he showe
On My Daddy's Bed No panties
Isadora pov I stood in front of the full-length mirror, turning slowly to examine myself from every angle.The dress was a deep crimson—the color of sin, of forbidden fruit and everything I was about to do. It hugged every curve like a second skin, the neckline plunging low enough to show the swel
On My Daddy's Bed stretched and wrecked
ISADORA POVThe canvas seemed like it was mocking me.I had been standing in front of it for an hour and all I'd managed to create was a mess of dark colors that looked like a bruise.My small art studio was supposed to be my sanctuary. The one place where I could lose myself in color and form.It
On My Daddy's Bed on your knees
ISADORA POVRichard's grip in my hair tightened as he set a punishing rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of my throat with brutal efficiency."That's it," he growled, his voice rough with pleasure. "Take it all and show Daddy what that pretty mouth is good for."I couldn't respond, heck, I could b
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