Boyfriend Dad Erotic Story Novels & Stories

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.

I breathed as his cold fingers caressed my chin, lifting my gaze up to meet his. “You damned all consequences when you came to me, begging me to fuck you.” He said huskily, his voice causing an involuntary squirt between my legs as his fingers grazed my pussy. My breath caught in my throat and I felt my whole world spin without control, my morals, logic, everything cracked at those words. He’s right, I’d started this and I should see it to the end but he’s my boyfriend’s father and this feels like all shades of wrong. “What do you want daddy to do to you?” Aidan asked, his fingers teasing my cunt and bringing me closer to orgasm faster than I thought but also delaying it.

I whimpered, but my hips pushed back greedily, fucking myself on his fingers. “You like that?” he growled, scissoring his fingers inside my ass. “You like your boyfriend’s dad fingering your tight little virgin asshole while your pussy drips all over the floor?” “Yes… fuck, yes I do,” I confessed breathlessly. “It feels dirty… and so good.”

He fucked me for some time with it before he pulls it out and ate all of it. He pulled my legs apart and climbed on it, thrusting his dick into me and began to fick me, his dick was thick and filled my pussy, he pounded my pussy. Recollecting how I had just witnessed my boyfriend drilling my boyfriend, I decided to relax and enjoy it. I squeezed my walls around him as he thrust into me, my mouth fucked by dad. I begged to be untied and promised to be good, they untied me and I turned, kneeling down to grab daddy’s dick as I raised my ass in tge air offering it to his friend.

“And I may have laid there for a second pretending I was still asleep so I didn’t have to move.” Rachel clapped both hands over her mouth like she couldn’t handle the squeal building in her chest. “Oh my God. You little minx. You liked it!” I buried my face in my hands again. “Of course I liked it. Have you seen him? The man could seduce a nun just by breathing in her direction.” She smacked my arm. “And you’re still playing this off like it’s nothing?” “Because it has to be nothing.” I dropped my hands and looked at her. “He’s my boyfriend’s dad.”

Now he could see why I told him he couldn't treat me like his papa would. He never made me moan that hard, or cum that hard. That bastard was a fucking vanilla boy. He'd just wanted to go straight into fucking. He never thought me how to give head, or even have me one myself. Adrian thought me all everything I knew now. That bastard would just drive into my couchie and start fucking with that big sized dick he had. But he'd never go down or try to have fun with. I knew since I signed that contract with Adrian they've been alot of activities good and bad but I wouldn't lie I loved it here with him.

Zach asks, I just roll my eyes at him, he's not babysitting me, I don't need a babysitter. "No Matty is my boyfriend" I tell him with a pout. "He can be your boyfriend, don't be stupid. Your mate is James" Zach says like I'm stupid, I rolled my eyes at him again, he's the stupid one not me. "He's my boyfriend, James is my daddy" I tell him with another eyes rolling.

Dating My Ex-Boyfriend’s Father . Chapter 7: it’s an awkward meet-cute . “Joshua, this is my boyfriend.” The corners of his mouth twitch. “What?”. “Yes,” Addison repeats. “My boyfriend. His name is...” “Dad?.” “Javan Roswell,” The man says, and it sounds like he’s choking back a laugh. “My name is Javan.” Javan Roswell. The CEO. Joshua has the petrified expression on his face that makes Addison confused as he turns back to her. “You are my father’s mistress?.”

Honestly, he was the silence promoter who was catalysing our relation without making his presence known. "But it's not time to think that you see I am impatient," he said as he pressed his lips on mine. I couldn't help but smile under his kisses. I wouldn't say, my man was a gentleman. He was devil, he was monster, he was cruel but love changes everything. He was my boyfriend. A beautiful beast who cannot be resisted. My boyfriend was a beautiful beast and now he is my husband. A beautiful beast husband and I love calling him that. My boyfriend is a beautiful beast... I mean my husband is the beautiful beast.