Boyfriend Dad Erotic Story นิยาย & เรื่องราว

My boyfriend was the man my cousin was crazy about. They were having a secret affair while he was still with me. He had made a fool out of me. He had played me for a fool. "Hi sweetie, I’m glad you’re finally here. Mom and Auntie have been waiting for you inside," Andrea said as she met him. She gave my man a quick kiss and immediately wrapped her arm around his waist. "I’m sorry I’m late, sweetie. I had to stop by the flower shop to get you these," Mark replied tenderly, handing her a bouquet of roses.

my father replied, eyebrow raised but somewhat sarcastically. Adrien just smiled, casual as ever, his dark hair falling slightly over his forehead. “Most young girls her age would rather choose to be with their boyfriends than return to their fathers who made their lives miserable. I’m sure Rochelle is with her lover.” The word ‘lover’ fluttered through the air, mixing with my emotions. I couldn’t decide whether to be embarrassed or flattered. I smiled slightly, amused at how Adrien always painted a picture that made me feel loved and cared for, even in my father’s critical absence.

"Am not playing smart with you. What the fuck you want you to hear, am gay and I have a boyfriend who is seven years older than me, is that what you want to hear, there you have it!" With a sudden push, I found myself stumbling over the sofa and a vicious laugh reached my ears and I looked up to find my dad standing over me, his eyes had become darker, it was like I was staring at one else who wasn't my dad. "No son of mine will become a faggot when am still alive" I gasped. To be continued...!

I reached for my pussy and started rubbing my clit and immediately I moved the person had stopped,I opened my eyes and saw it was my— “Dad!??”I yelped and wrapped my hands across my chest in my failed attempt to cover up my body. “Aida, I’m s..sorry I couldn’t stop myself” he said looking pitifully at his hard on that was causing tent in pants. My eyes widened at the sight of how hard he was for me. “It’s alright daddy,if it makes you feel better,I loved it”. I licking my lips as I couldn’t tear my eyes off of it.

Leslie It started when I caught my boyfriend's dad stroking his big, fat cock one night after a football game. Jude had gone to bed early, blaming his exhaustion on his intense effort during the game. But I stayed up and snuck around his father's house to get some water.

Damien Voss "Tony Drill." I read the name on the document my father had given me for the fifth time, anger settling in the pit of my stomach as I bit down on my knuckles. When Viktor handed me the order, I didn’t expect the task to be this difficult. How could he send me to kill Tony? "That old fucker!" I cursed under my breath, staring at the peaceful face in the photo. Tony was my father’s boyfriend once—yes, boyfriend. None of us—me or my brothers—knew that side of Viktor until Mom died. Turned out Dad was gay all along and only used Mom to have children.

It was a text from an unknown number, but I needed no one to tell me who it was. "We need to talk. Call me when you're ready.” I sent a message to Celine telling her I needed her. I sat across from Celine at a café, my hands wrapped around a mug of hot chocolate. Celine's eyes were wide with disbelief as she whispered, "You slept with your mom's boyfriend?" I hissed, glancing around to make sure no one was listening. "Keep your voice down!" Celine leaned closer, her voice barely above a whisper. "Sorry, but this is insane. Start from the beginning."

“I’m gonna, oh god, don’t stop, DON’T STOP, DADDY— DADDYYYYY—” I come on the kitchen counter with his fingers buried inside me and his mouth on my nipple and his son’s name on the prescription bag sitting by the front door. The orgasm rips through me, violent, gushing, my pussy clamping around his fingers in spasms that spray liquid heat over his hand and wrist. I’m screaming, I can hear myself, raw and broken and grateful, because this is the first orgasm another person has ever given me and it’s my boyfriend’s father pulling it from me in his own kitchen.

“You are a bad girl… now that you know I was your friend’s dad… you are going to fuck me so well.. Right? … you are going to please your friend’s dad…” “Ye… yes…” I hissed. The fact that he was my friend’s father… made the forbidden fruit more interesting… I never imagined that I would be fucked by my friend’s dad. But here I was. His mouth landed onto mine like a plane crash, his tongue dancing with mine, claiming me with a hunger that made my knees weak. I moaned into his kiss, my fingers dug in his curly hair as he lifted me effortlessly, my legs wrapped around his waist. His huge cock pressed against my pussy, the thick head teasing my entrance, and I moaned, my body already arching for

His hands moved all over my body, like tides in beach water and my lower region was already getting hotter from his touch. My body was aching and his touch was bringing some sort of warmth. “I do not think we should be doing this, Grey.” I managed to blurt out. He did not reply, he just used his second hand to wrap around my waist, tickling it and making me almost jump out of my chair. “Calm your nerves baby girl, i am not your boyfriend and this is our little secret, remember? Just close your eyes and let the emotions, feelings and arousal sink in. Daddy would be the first man to make you cum.”