Boyfriend Dad Erotic Story Novels & Stories

“That’s it… take every inch of Daddy’s cock. So fucking tight. Made for me.” He started moving — slow, deep rolls of his hips that made me feel every ridge, every vein. His hand returned to my clit, rubbing firm circles while he fucked me from behind, the wet sounds of our bodies barely masked by the rain. “Tell me you love it,” he growled against my ear, voice dark and filthy. “Tell me you love getting fucked by your best friend’s widowed dad. Tell me you love when I fill this pretty pussy with my cum.” “I love it,” I gasped, pushing back to meet his thrusts. “I love your cock… I love when you breed me…”

“Your boyfriend’s never felt this kind of pressure, two girls, one cock, and he’s none the wiser.” He slammed into me with a force that stole my breath, his cock splitting my inner walls as she lowered herself, her wet heat enveloping my tongue. I sucked eagerly, my cheeks hollowing as I lapped at her clit while he pumped relentlessly, each thrust driving the girl deeper onto my face. Her moans melded with mine, a symphony of filth that echoed off the bedroom walls. “Feel that?” he snarled, his grip bruising my hips. “I’m tearing you apart while your boyfriend thinks he’s getting a good night’s sleep. He’s got no idea his dad’s stretching you out like a cheap whore.”

I said, starting to enjoy this daddy thing, and he did, pulling almost all the way out and then thrusting in hard making me gasp. “You're liking this. Yeah, you're liking having your boyfriend's dad cock inside of you,” he said, turning me on even more. Then he thrusted again and again building up speed, going faster and harder, just like I imagined he would, but so much better than my imagination. He then pulled all the way out, turned my body, and pulled my butt up getting me on my hands and knees on the forest ground. “I'm going to fuck you like the slut you are,” he whispered in my ear, and pulling my hair with one hand and holding my hips firmly with the other, he thrusted his dick back

Her folds were soft and wet, and my finger entered her easily. "Dad has a nice looking cock too, doesn't he mom? Do you think he would mind if my boyfriend rubbed his hard penis against your naked tits? Do you think maybe he would like a turn watching his daughter sucking a hard cock?" This was getting insane; okay we passed insane a few towns ago.

White froth coated his length, dripping down to his heavy balls that slapped my ass over and over. “Oh my god…” I whimpered, my voice shaking with each impact. “This is my birthday gift, Camila. The best one I’ve ever gotten. Your cheating little pussy taking every inch of stepson cock. I’m going to remember this forever.... every time my birthday comes I’m going to think about how my dad’s wife offer me her pussy and I fucked her stupid on his bed.” His words made me clench harder. Fresh wetness flooded around him. He changed the angle just a little—tilted his hips—and suddenly the fat head of his cock dragged right over my G-spot with every thrust.

Jonas greeted Dad politely. "Good morning, hijo," he replied and continued going down. Dad stood powerfully in front of Jonas. He suddenly took my hand from Jonas'. It caught me off guard. "Are you my daughter's boyfriend?" Dad asked in a threatening voice. "Uhh," I held Jonas' eyes. He was utterly speechless. I nodded lightly to give him a hint. He turned to Dad and smiled amiably. "Yes, Mr. Reyes. I'm Etincelle's boyfriend."

I liked touching it, stroking and holding it before he did it sometimes. I shook my head. I had to pay him a visit. My dad said that my "boyfriend" had called last week and said that he wanted to help. At first Dad had been reluctant, but when Sebastian had said his name and that it could be some kind of loan, my dad hadn't hesitated. I suppose he must have been more desperate then I gave him credit for. He said that he wanted his baby girl to be off the hook. Dad said that whenever he had called me lately, I was working. He had no idea that I was bending over backward just to make sure that my so-called boy-friend was good to play.

Raphael yelled over his shoulder, "Didn't my mom ask you to start trying for a baby? You said no, didn't you? You don't want to give birth? Fine. Once Brie has the baby, we'll raise it for you. That kid'll be yours." What kind of joke is this? Me, raising Brie's child? "Screw off." I slammed the door behind them. Finally, peace. A few minutes later, Tom came back alone. He pressed a small box into my hand. I opened it. A pair of earrings lay inside. Tom plucked one up and leaned in close, brushing his fingers against my earlobe. "Don't move. Raphael was in the way earlier, so I couldn't give it to you." He fastened the earring and leaned back to take a good look, visibly pleased.

“Fuck. Your boyfriend is looking for you—little does he know I fucked the hell outta you.” I chuckled dark and low, fingers sliding between her thighs to feel the fresh mess I’d left. “Three times today, princess. Filled this tight little cunt while he was texting you like a worried puppy. He was right outside that door, and you were in here naked, legs wrapped around Daddy, whimpering as I came inside you again. How’s that feel, baby? Knowing your man’s hunting for his sweet girlfriend while she’s dripping his father’s load?”

I'll make sure of it! Suddenly I got a brilliant idea!....Yes, I know what to do! "Liam?...What a surprise, but is everything alright because it's late dear!?" "No I'm not alright!...dad stole my girlfriend!" "What??....really, wow i knew he was crazy but that crazy?...what happened exactly?¨ "I brought her home some weeks ago and he just kissed her....like with tongue and all in front of me!" "Oh....wow but how did that happen and did she kiss him back or refuse?"