Boyfriend Dad Erotic Story Novels & Stories

"Dude, say something! F*ing say something!" He collapsed onto the floor, tears streaming down his face. He didn’t care anymore; his heart was shattered. Finally, Jude’s voice broke the silence, quieter than before, filled with disbelief. "What? Are you joking? How could this be possible?" Kelly had no answers. All he knew was what he saw. "I’m not joking. I saw them kissing today. Lucy told me my dad’s her boyfriend. I don’t get it—how is that even possible? I’m losing my mind over this."

I scream, not minding if I would draw attention. “Ahhh,” he groans and rams into me. Deeper. Fucking hard! I feel my cunt swell with his seeds, ones I wish would germinate inside of me. Lust in love, I come. Hard. Squirting and moaning like a bitch. New story alert: You’re locked in a room with your father's best friend. A freak, perverted sadist. You crossed the line by inviting your boyfriend over. To punish you, he straps you in a collar and drags you to his dark, kinky room, and teaches you how bad girls are handled.

i let out a low gasps. I can hear my mind screaming about how wrong all of this is. If mom find's out her boyfriend is pleasuring me right now, things cannot be good for either of us. But dad voice is too intoxicating, i cannot stop. I climbed even higher in ecstasy as he slip his hands under my panties. My clit is so swollen and my juice are dripping, then his finger move with purpose against my clit, each stroke faster than the last one and unable to hold it any longer a moan escape from my lip but dad is quick to cover my mouth with the blanket to prevent my mom from hearing.

“You just grind all over my tongue like a greedy little slut and here you are still shaking and begging for my cock. That boyfriend of yours really has not been taking care of this pussy at all has he. Leaving you this empty and dripping wet for a real man like me to come fill you up properly.” His words burned through me and made my cheeks flush even deeper but they only made my pussy throb harder around nothing because every single thing he said was true. Jackson never once left me feeling this wanted or this used in the best way possible. God this is so wrong on every level but I cannot stop my body from reacting to him, my boyfriend’s dad standing here owning me completely after just eat

I held her close, one hand cupping the back of her head, playing the perfect, devoted boyfriend. But my mind was upstairs. On her daughter. Beverley’s tight pussy had felt like heaven clenching around me. The way she’d whimpered my name into my shoulder when I fucked her hard, legs shaking, nails raking down my back. I could still feel the heat of her, the slick grip as I thrust deep and filled her with load after load. Even now, as I kissed her mother, my cock stirred again at the thought of Beverley upstairs, probably in her room right now, my cum still leaking down her thighs, soaking her fresh panties.

The title caught me off guard. 'His Father’s Kiss.' I tapped on the link immediately and the description made my pulse skip. 'My ex boyfriend betrayed me. But his father sure tastes nice.' It was a short erotica and I should've known better than to d******d the book to read it. Than to proceed with it all. But it was weird that such an absurdly relatable storyline had found me in the first place and I just couldn't help but itch to know how the story went. Curiosity won. I downloaded the book and began reading, fingers tight around my phone.

“I think you really need some help , my sweet elder sister.” Growing up we were never close to begin with, I was 10 years older than him.My dad married his mom after his mom passed away. He was only two that time . How can I fuck someone I see growing up as baby but sight of his hard throbbing cock was too hard to resist. “I…I’m-” Before I could say anything further he came dangerously close to me with his cock teasing my core. “Wha..What are you doing?” “I know your husband doesn't satisfy you , so let me.” He whispered in my ears and bit my earlobe gently.

Finally, she detaches herself from me to help her father, and that’s when my prince appears, more handsome than ever. - What were you doing to my girlfriend, bitch? - And what did you do to my degenerate father? Are you sick? Dad? Dad? Her father collapses before our eyes. - You killed my father, you sicko. - Stay away from my girlfriend. - She is mine now. Look how beautiful she is. That lovely chest drives me crazy, and her pussy? Oh Lord, it tastes like honey. I loved tasting her, and I will do it again and again...

my dad’s voice cut through the room and I saw him to my left with a glass in his hands. My dad is rather young, he is just forty four. He had me when he was nineteen years old and a trust fund baby like me. He has told me the story more times than I can count. He was frivolous with his money and enjoyed spending it on women. He met my mother in a night club and they had a one night stand. She realized she was pregnant and thought it would be a good idea to try to blackmail my father. She waited until she had given birth and appeared on his front porch with a baby in her hands.

Jax breathed, his voice rough and shaky like he was barely holding on. “She’s actually taking all of us.”Mike grunted as he pushed deeper, his cock sliding against the others. “It’s dripping everywhere, Kane. Look at this fucking mess.” His words sounded raw, almost amazed. Inside my head everything was a storm. Shame burned through me so strong I wanted to cry and hide, but at the same time this deep, needy ache kept growing. They're not just my dad's bestfriends but my bestfriends father. I felt disgusting for wanting it, for letting them use me like this, but I couldn’t stop my pussy from clenching and getting even wetter around them.