Boyfriend Dad Erotic Story Novels & Stories

I drove into her, hard, fast thrusts, just the way she likes it. “Arrgh! Oh my God! That feels so fucking good, daddy.” The quiet room echoed with the sound of our bodies slamming together. She made sounds like she was close to tears and knew she was close. I rubbed diligently on her clit, raising her higher on the cliff of climax. Her scream was loud, deafening, I knew everyone around would know we were fucking but I didn't give two shits about that. If it wasn't for my friendship with my father, the world would know about how wonderful I think she is.

His fingers tweak my nipples, giving me sweet pains. “Yes daddy. Yes… yes.” I tremble. My voice breaks, my throat feeling rough. His hips jerks, slapping against my ass as his cock hits that spot, over an over. My ears rings, my breath becomes shallow and my moans grow louder. “Fuck—fuck, fuck daddy…. I’m cum.” I gasp. I inhale, body trembling violently. He grabs my waist, grinding me down on his cock as my pussy spams, liquid drips onto our laps, sticky and wet.

We went our separate ways after that incident without any contacts shared. It was really hard for me to live knowing that l will never meet him again. My best friend Edina introduced me to her brother Eric six months ago. The guy confessed his love for me. I accepted him hoping that l will forget the man in my mind. But it never happened. That man kept on tormenting me. Last summer Edina suggested that l should spent it in her home to which l agreed. That's when it hit me hard that the man is my best friend and boyfriend's dad. I decided to end my relationship with Eric because l couldn't control myself anymore. I was so madly in love with the man after seeing him again. I thought since me a

He makes some arousing noise at the back of his throat, his breath fanning the nape of my neck. “That's right, little flame.” I nod, feeling the heat gathering between my legs. “And guess whose cock is dying to take a dip in your pussy, right now, hmm?” I nod, my stomach curling and rippling. Basking in his soft, kneading touches, I call out. “Daddy's cock.” It makes him groan, but with joy. He kisses my shoulder, his lips soft. Then. “How about we fuck one last time as forbidden lovers before we become married, hmm?”

Contains explicit content, do not read if not above 18. —————————— “Mnnn-Yes!-Arghhh!“ My dad's best friend had both of my hands held with handcuffs at the head side of his bed. My legs were tied with ropes to the ceiling, leaving both my legs hung in the air for my dad's best friend to grant easy access to my pussy. He glances at me, A smile of pleasure escapes his lips, one that made me swallow a hard lump down my throat, knowing how hard I was about to get brutally fucked!

"No." "Then they were blind." He lowered his mouth to my neck. Bit down. Not hard. Just enough to make me gasp. "I want to leave marks on you," he said. "Everywhere. So everyone knows." "My boyfriend is your son." "I know." "This is insane." "I know." "We should stop." "I know." He did not stop. Neither did I. --- His hands slid down to the waistband of my jeans. Fumbled with the button. Impatient. Desperate.

Many things changed the older they got; their 'happy home' wasn't so happy. No one cheated, gambled, or anything else; their parents didn't seem like other parents. Cassie couldn't tell when her father brought her mother flowers or called her beautiful. Everything with him was just black and white. His wife was adequate; his children were sufficient, and his job… well, that was one thing he loved, and maybe that was the issue. Cassie's mom could never compete with the US government for her husband's affection.

“What do you want to know?” I replied, “Everything.” The story started simple enough. Aimee had a serious boyfriend, a year older. He was already a sophomore at the Academy when she was just entering. She discovered she was pregnant in her first week. The boyfriend – the girl said his name but I didn’t recognize him – dumped Aimee as soon as he found out. “Aimee never told me who the father was,” the girl said. “But I’d known her since high school. I knew who she was dating. I could figure out the timeline. He denied it later of course, and said she cheated.”

“I’m so fucking wet right now just standing here. Aching for you.” His breathing grew heavier. “You have a boyfriend, Lily. And I’m your father’s best friend. This is fucked up.” “I’ve never let him fuck me,” I confessed, staring straight into his eyes. “This tight little virgin pussy has always been waiting for you. I touch myself thinking about you every night. I even sent you a picture last night… me on my bed, legs spread wide, fingers buried deep in my dripping cunt, moaning your name. Did you look at it, Daddy?”

A low, deep laugh rumbled through him, “such a little whore, that you are.” Rather than being offended, I found it amusing and chuckled, “I love fucking you.” “Tasting your cunt was wrong, but it makes it all the more exciting. Go to bed before Logan begins to suspect.” I went to grab my lingerie and walk into the house, a huge smile spread across my face. I’ve finally fucked Dante, my father’s best friend and my boyfriend’s father. Sex with him was all shades of forbidden, but like he had said, it makes it all the more exciting.