All Chapters of Daddy one shots: an erotica collection : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Ava was only twenty one. She was his son's girlfriend when they met. He knew he had no right to lust after her. But one look at her overflowing curves had sealed the deal. Heavy, swaying tits, thick thighs that jiggled with every thrust, soft belly he wanted to grip while breeding her. Alexander was obsessed from the moment he first saw her. He needed to claim her. Stuff her full of dick. Breed her until she leaked his cum for days. Then she disappeared, even after he fucking married her. Claimed her as his. It was never happening again. Ava's eyes bulged as betrayal crashed over her anew. Fresh tears spilled while she struggled to take the relentless pounding. Her pussy clenched and gushed around the brutal invasion of Alexander's furious thrusts. Ava breathed heavily, trying to stay calm as pleasure and rage overwhelmed her. "You fucking bitch. Asshole. How could you?" Ava started screaming at Ethan and Sophia. Alexander fumed, seeing his love upset, then slammed his ha

Ava gaped, watching Ethan Blackwood, the high school quarterback she'd dated for years, drop to his knees beside them. His face crumpled as he gawked, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Baby, it's not what… oh fuck. Damn it Alexander, your son is watching," Ava cried, finding the strength to raise her aching, quaking body. Guilt flooded her. Yes, Ethan cheated on her with Sophia and treated her like dirt for years, but fucking his father again was too far. Alexander had to stop. "That's the point, wife. My son needs reminding he lost you in a fucking poker game. He gambled my sexy wife's virginity away, Ava," Alexander seethed, making her yelp by slamming his lips onto hers, his tongue darting into her mouth again Yes, Ava let his tongue in and kissed him back hungrily, because damn it, his son was awful. The man she loved was a work of fiction. The real Ethan was a shithead. "Ava, baby, stop," Ethan choked, reaching for her hand while Alexander pounded away relentlessly. "I

The implications of her dad talking to Alexander didn't register. She wanted sex. Lots of it. Nothing else. "That's right, baby. You want more of daddy's dick? I'll pay every cent of your family's debts in twelve monthly installments. During that time, you're mine. You sleep in my bed. Get fucked by my cock. Exclusively. Whenever I want. What do you say, wife?" Alexander asked Ava loudly for all to hear. "For shame," Ava's mom's voice gasped over the phone. "Lennon, say something," she demanded of Ava's dad. When did they get here? Surely Alexander wouldn't fuck her with parents present? Ava's eyes strained for her parents. About to relax back into Alexandra's thrusts when she came up empty, Ava's body went rigid when her father spoke. Ava's drunk brain hated her. She understood nothing. "I- I mean it's a lot of debt, Rose. And it's just one year," dad stammered. "We accept, Mr. Blackwood. Thank you. Fuck my daughter for a year. Enjoy her pussy." Cold, bitter Sophia cac

Her pussy walls fluttered and clenched around her fingers, cum squirting onto her palm. She kept fingering herself through it, drawing it out, pleading, "Fuck me, daddy. Come fuck your whore mistress now, please."On screen, her biggest fan roared, like he had been night after night, from her childhood bedroom for the last six months. How close had mom come to catching us, daddy? How many times did you hurry away when you heard her footsteps approach or her car pulled into the driveway? So fucking sexy. Dirty. Naughty. Ella fingered herself to the session she and daddy had just had night after night in between penning down her fantasies about him fucking her. Thick ropes of cum shot from his cock, splattering his naked, broad chest and sturdy, rock hard abs."Fuck, mistress. So sexy. Scream for daddy. That's it. Take it, you filthy slut. Take daddy's load," Fred cried out, in seventh heaven as he came to the sounds of her moans and screams while orgasmic bliss humbled them both.

"You're sick," he snarled, but his cock was aching with the way it stiffened, twitching, smeared with her spit and his own cum. "Writing p**n about your own step daddy? Fantasizing about me fucking you? You're a bad girl, Ella. A filthy, depraved little slut." He brought his hand down hard on her ass. The smack echoed. Ella yelped, then giggled, pushing back. "I know, daddy. Spank me harder. I've been so bad. Writing all those stories about you bending me over, about you breeding me while mommy sleeps in the next room. I even quit law school to do it full time. My obsession with your cock pays my bills now. Isn't that kinky as fuck? It's all your fault, daddy," she said, shaking her ass at him again, tempting him with her glistening cunt, peeking out from between her thighs. Fred's breath hitched. Flattery and horror mixed in his eyes. His hand moved between her thighs almost against his will, fingers sliding through her soaked folds. "Jesus, Ella, you're drenched. Soaking for you