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WARNING : This is a collection of short erotic stories. It is extremely explicit, raw and unfiltered. Not suitable for readers under 18.
Step into a world where every shade of temptation comes alive. Where obsession feels like love, and ruin feels like pleasure. Every tale drags you into a secret desire, a toxic attraction. Where heroines love being ravaged, and still beg for more. Stepdads who claim what they desire while mom is away or sleeping. Dominant piano tutor who turns practice into breathless, handcuffed restraint, and a junior brother who blackmailed their sisters into a threesome. No! Wait. Come! It doesn't end here. Enter a world of absolute corruption where father-in-laws teach their sons’ wives how to obey. Uncle turns family visits into a dark desire, two corrupted sons trick their mom into sex. From a corrupt doctor who secretly used patients next to their partners, to a strict professor who ruined his student on her graduation day. Watch as cuckolded husbands get off on sharing their wives with neighbors. Cross the line into the greatest taboo with a filthy neighbor who turns a private snooker lesson into a rough morning sex. Toxic secret threesome between stepdaughter, her stepdad, and her own mom, or a girl who gives heavy, forbidden touch of her best friend's Dad. See what happens when a neighbor’s husband takes what he desires on his matrimonial bed. Topping off in an unhinged, all-out family gangbang where every single boundary is destroyed. Every dirty forbidden dynamic you have been too ashamed to type into a search bar is waiting for you here. Warning: Once you open this book, you won’t want to stop. Dare to dive in… and let your sins set you free. If you like your heroine being ruined, and your plots completely unhinged, click on READ NOW and surrender to your darkest desires. DISCLAIMER This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and events are the product of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons or real events is purely coincidental. This book, including all its content, is protected by copyright law. All rights reserved by Gold Above Story. No part of this work may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted without the author’s written permission. This is a dark romance collection. In these stories, you will be fascinated by the dominance, fierce desire, obsession, and all-inclusive encircling control exerted by strong and powerful men. Love is gritty, problematic, and will test every last boundary. While walking into this journey…powerful and obsessive love will spark and thrill you, I beg you to take care of yourself while reading. Your physical and emotional safety is my number one priority, and if the passion at any point becomes too much, I encourage you to take a break. POINT OF VIEWS This collection is written in dual first-person point of view. You experience the story through both the heroine’s eyes and the powerful male lead’s perspective. The narration switches between them naturally, letting you feel the intense emotions, desires, and inner struggles from both sides. AUTHOR’S NOTE Thank you for choosing Gold Above Story. It truly means the world to me that you’re here. In this collection, you are going to meet powerful male leads who take what they want and leave everlasting marks on the women who cross their paths. And if you enjoyed the ride, leave a comment below sharing what you thought of the story, your feedback is something I always look forward to when staring at the screen during the late nights, while I write these raw leads to my intense story. Thank you again for diving into this world of ME TOO DADDY: COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES with me. I hope these stories pull you in completely. With all my gratitude, Gold Above StoryAliceThe ache between my legs still burned when I walked downstairs.Every step reminded me how deep Dominic had taken me in the neighbor’s backyard last evening. My asshole was swollen, and the simple friction of my thighs rubbing together made me wet all over again.I carried the textbook against my chest. Dominic sat on the couch in the sitting room wearing only boxers. The soft light from the bulb caught the hard lines of his chest and stomach. His legs were spread, one arm stretched along the back of the couch. He looked up the second my bare feet hit the bottom step.“I want to start the lesson today,” I said.His eyes dropped to the book, then back to my face. “Come here, angel.”I walked straight to him and sat on his lap, straddling one of his thighs. The textbook rested between us for half a second before I shifted forward and pressed my bare pussy against the thick cock that was already growing under the thin fabric of his boxers. I rolled my hips just enough to feel him t
Alice. The ache between my legs still throbbed when I woke up, a deep leftover burn that made every shift under the sheets feel like a reminder of how hard Dominic had ravaged me the night before. Mom’s voice drifted up from the kitchen, light and normal. Followed by Dominic’s. I got up, pulled on a short skirt and a soft armless crop-top. I went downstairs like a normal day. Mom stood at the gas scrambling eggs. Dominic leaned against the counter in a blue t-shirt and jeans, coffee cup in hand. He looked up at me when I walked in. His eyes held mine for a second. My nipples responded to his gaze instantly. Hardened under the top. “Morning, sweetie,” Mom said without turning around. “How was your night?” “It was awesome.” Dominic’s voice was low. “You sure had a good sleep.” “So,” she said, reaching for the sugar. “I was thinking if we could go to the mall later? I need a few things and I want new shoes for work.” Dominic took a sip of his tea. But his eyes were saying someth
Alice.My pussy still ached from the plug when we left for the airport. We were in the car, heading to pick up Mom. Every bump in the road made me press my thighs together. Dominic drove with one hand the other rested on my thigh.Dominic had told me an hour earlier to remove the plug, I locked myself in the bathroom, pulled it out, and took a shower under cold water while my legs trembled. The empty feeling left me restless.After an hour… we are in his car. He didn’t look at me. Mom’s flight was on time. He parked, we walked inside, and waited near the arrivals gate.She came through the doors pulling a small suitcase, smiling like ever. “Alice! Dommy!”I hugged her first. She smelled of same perfume she always sprayed. “Hey, Mommy. How was your trip?”“So fucking exhausting,” she said, squeezing me tight. “But I’m so glad to be back. Ony God knows how much I missed you both.”Dominic took her suitcase. “You can continue with the mother daughter talk when we get home. And honey,
Alice.I woke up with my heart already pounding. Sunlight cut through the curtains in my room, but all I could think about was that low laughter from his bedroom last night.He had heard me moaning his name like a needy girl while I came thinking about my own stepfather.My face burned as I pulled on a thin white tank top and shorts he had bought for me on my last birthday. Part of me wanted to hide in my room all day. The other part, the wet, aching part, kept screaming for him to do something.The house smelled of coffee when I walked into the kitchen on shaky legs. He was already standing by the counter in gray sweatpants and a tight black t-shirt that showed every detail of his muscles.His hair was messy, like he hadn’t slept much either. He looked up and his blue eyes locked on me. No smile this time…Just that dark look I didn’t have a name for, or maybe a ravenous look.“Morning, my angel,” he said with a rough voice. “Do you sleep well?”I couldn’t look into his eyes.“Yeah… I
Alice.I couldn’t believe I was back in this devil’s house. The man I hated the most. The foolish useless man who bossed me around. The idiot who walked like he owned the whole world.The monster whom my mom called her husband.I slammed the front door behind me, my large bag dropping to the marble floor with a heavy thud.This house didn’t feel like a home anymore. I was nineteen when I dropped out of college after one stupid fucking semester, I had been staying with a friend, pissed away my savings on stupid damn parties, and walked back here with nothing but a handful of wrinkled clothes, almost like rags and a gaunt face.Mom was on a two-month business trip. Just me and Dominic. My bossy big-head stepfather. I wondered why Mom chose him of all men. He had always been an asshole.The house smelled like him, with that expensive cologne that never failed to make my heart race. I kicked my sneakers off and walked down to the kitchen, craving a snack before I had to face him. As I rou
Dionne. Six months had gone by since Aunt Jane’s death. Her loss hung in the air of the house like a cloud; a stark reminder of the bay between the outward lives that we showed everyone and the life that we lived behind the closed doors. Even though for months I’d been having sex with her husband; a clear act of betraying her confidence; I never once wanted her gone. Six months ago, Aunt Jane had been hit by a car on her way to work. She was rushed to the hospital, but unfortunately, she died after 3 days. Her death changed the household and nothing had been the same. After her death, Uncle and John moved in with us and we all became one big complicated family living together. To the world; we seemed like a family in grief trying to lean on one another for support, but on the inside, the house had turned into a boiling hot pressure cooker filled with hidden desires. For the past six months, I’d been skillfully playing an extremely dangerous game, offering myself to three men in t







