All Chapters of SIN:BATION — 20 DADDIES SECRET: Chapter 421 - Chapter 430

Chapter 1 - The Enemy’s SonThe house on Bellview Road had been yellow once. I remembered it yellow… a bright, sun-faded yellow that my mother had picked out the summer before she died, the summer I turned twelve. My father had painted it himself over three weekends with a roller and a ladder and a radio playing old country songs in the driveway, and I'd sat on the front steps and handed him lemonade and watched the yellow go up.Now it was gray. Twenty years of sun and rain and Ohio winters had stripped it down to bare wood and peeling paint, and the porch sagged on one side, and the gutter over the garage had come loose and was hanging down like a broken arm. The grass was knee-high. There was a FOR SALE sign lying flat in the yard, face down in the mud, like someone had thrown it there.I sat in my rental car in the driveway with the engine off and my hands on the wheel and looked at it for a long time.The lawyer had called me three weeks ago. “Your father passed away on the fo

Chapter 3 - Confession He nodded. "I know what you mean." He uncrossed his arms and stood up straight. "I moved back here three years ago to take over the business because my father got sick and there was nobody else. I've spent three years trying to run it differently than he did. I've spent three years trying to give back to this town what he took out of it. I don't know if that's enough. I don't know if it can be enough. But I'm not my father, Vivian. I never was." I stood there on his porch and looked at him and felt the anger in my chest start to loosen. "I don't know if I believe you," I said. "That's fair." He picked up his coffee again. "You want to come in and yell at me some more? I've got coffee and I've got all afternoon." I looked at him for a long moment, glaring hard. Then I walked past him into the house. He smiled and stepped back and closed the door behind him. The house was warm and bright and smelled like coffee and woodsmoke. The kitchen was open to the l

Chapter 5 - Brian He pushed two fingers into me and I cried out and gripped the sheets and he fingered me slowly and deep with his thumb on my clit and looked down at me with his eyes dark and his mouth open. "Ahh… Brian… oh god!" "You like that?" “Fuck… Yes… yes… don't stop…" He didn't stop. He fingered me with his thumb on my clit and his fingers inside me and I moaned and my hips moved and I could feel it building fast. "Nghh… I'm gonna cum…. fuck… I'm gonna cum…" "Not yet," he said. "I want to be inside you when you cum." He pulled his fingers out and undid his jeans and pushed them down and his cock came out hard and thick and wet at the head, and I looked at it and my mouth went dry. "Condom," he said. "In the drawer." I reached over and opened the drawer and found one and handed it to him and watched him roll it on. Then he got between my legs and put the head of his cock against my pussy and looked at me. "Look at me," he said. I looked at him. He p

Chapter 2 - Caught In The Act A man three rows up. Turned halfway around in his seat with his phone propped against the headrest, the screen lit up, the little red dot blinking. Recording. My blood went cold. "Phiona," I said, and my voice came out wrong. She looked at me and then followed my eyes up the aisle, and she went pale. "Oh no. Oh no, no, no." The man saw us looking. He didn't put the phone down. He just smiled, slow, and turned it so we could see the screen… the two of us in the window seat, her on my lap, both of our faces clear as day. "Please," Phiona said, and she was up out of her seat and halfway up the aisle before I could stop her. "Please, sir, please don't. I'll do anything, just please don't post that." The man looked at her. He was older, maybe forty, with a plain face and a wedding band and eyes that didn't give anything away. "Anything?" he said. "Anything," she said. "Please." He looked past her at me, standing in the aisle behind her

Chapter 4 - Real Man "That's enough," the man said. Phiona pulled off me with a wet sound and sat back on her heels, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. I was right there, right at the edge, my cock throbbing and slick with her spit, and the man had stopped her a half-second before I finished. I stood there breathing hard with my hands clenched at my sides. "You," the man said to me. "On your knees." I looked at him. He didn't say anything else. Just stood there with his cock still out and his hand wrapped around it, stroking slowly, watching me with that flat patient look like he had all night and nothing better to do. I got on my knees. "Get her leggings off," he said. "And eat her pussy." Phiona was standing there with her leggings still on from before, and I reached up and hooked my fingers in the waistband and pulled them down her thighs, and she stepped out of them one foot at a time and stood there in nothing but her socks. I leaned in and put my mouth o