All Chapters of On My Knees, Daddy: A Steamy Compilation of Erotic Stories : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

This is a really steamy story about the day my stepbrother made me wet and horny.I shivered as a cold breeze lifted my hair and brushed across my skin. The skies were grey, and a storm threatened. No wonder the beach was empty.It was strange weather for midsummer, which made me skeptical about this whole trip. But when my mother started frowning, I caved. Her lectures could go on for hours about how my brother and I didn’t visit often enough, how family should come first, how in her day she always did what her parents asked without question.To avoid the tirade, I packed a swimsuit, sundress, and a coat. I even grabbed a book, hoping to disappear behind it later.In the car, my parents blasted music. Julian kept trying to catch my eye, smiling at me. We had never been the closest, but he wasn’t awful. I just didn’t feel like yelling over the noise.So I gave him small nods and smiles, which only seemed to encourage him. He brightened, offering me snacks and drinks. Mom looked please

Pinned By My Stepbrother (3)The moment my mother and Étienne walked away, their footsteps fading into the distance, Julian didn’t even give me time to catch my breath.He yanked me back into his lap, his cock sliding inside me with a wet, obscene sound that made my toes curl. I was already stretched from everything before, but the way he filled me now made my head fall back and a moan tear out of me.“They’re gone,” he muttered into my ear. “No more holding back.”His arms crushed me against him as he thrust up, forcing me down onto his cock. My fingers dug into his shoulders, my mouth opening with half-formed protests that collapsed into moans.“Julian… we can’t…” I whispered, even as my pussy squeezed him like it didn’t want to let go.“Yes, we can. You want this as bad as I do.”He lifted me high, then slammed me down. The impact jolted through me, sand sticking to my sweaty thighs, but I barely noticed. His hands gripped my waist tight, bouncing me on his cock, making me ride har

My First Lesbian Fûck (2)She pressed closer, her hips brushing mine. “Do you feel that?” she whispered. “That is just the beginning.”I shivered. My body responded before I could even think. She knew exactly what she was doing, and she knew how to make me tremble with only a look, a touch, or a whisper.“I want to show you everything,” she said, her voice low and husky. “I want you to know parts of yourself that you have never felt. I want you to understand how much pleasure there is waiting for you.”Her fingertips traced gentle circles along my inner thighs. My hips moved instinctively toward her, seeking more.“Relax,” she said, her voice soft but firm. “Allow me to guide you. I want you to remember this moment.”“I want you to,” I whispered. My voice shook, my chest tight, my stomach fluttering.Her grin widened. “That is exactly what I want.”She moved my legs over hers and pressed my body open against hers. The warmth of her skin made me ache.“Have you ever watched a woman ple

Use Me, Mistress (2)Mistress Selene raised the chains back up, my arms lifted behind me, forcing me up onto my toes. I was completely immobile, bound, held captive before my dominatrix and my lover.There was nothing I could do except wait and see what they wanted from me next.Liam moved closer. His hand slid between my legs. Finally, he touched me exactly where I ached to be touched. I moaned as he thrust his fingers inside my dripping wet cunt, pushing deep and hard.Liam lowered his head and wrapped his lips around my tender nipples, sucking and biting as he worked his fingers inside me.My nipples burned, my breasts swollen and sore from the tight ropes, and every movement he made sent shocks of pleasure and pain through me. I fought to remain quiet, terrified that even a whisper of a sound might bring punishment from Mistress Selene.They swapped positions. Liam moved behind me, and Mistress Selene pushed my head down toward the long black strapon I was wearing. I cried out as

KIERAN I wanted to fuck her again the moment I heard her voice.I stepped onto the plane, dragging my suitcase behind me, exhausted from a week of meetings for the new building I was designing.The flight would only be a couple of hours, but I still had work waiting at the office. Sleep was impossible on planes, so I planned to read over my notes and prepare for the week ahead.I tossed my briefcase into the overhead cubby and slid into my seat. The cabin buzzed with activity. Passengers talked quietly, stored their luggage, and fidgeted. A baby cried behind me. A man played music too loud on his phone.The chaos barely registered. My eyes found the tarmac, watching the airport workers move efficiently across it, but my attention snapped back the moment I heard her voice.It had to be her.Marisol.I froze.I cocked my head to the side to hear better. A flight attendant was helping another passenger. I knew no flight attendants, so I shrugged it off. Even if she had become one, the o