Dad Daughter Sex Story Novels & Stories

“Been dreaming about this since the day you moved in.” He pounded deeper, hitting that spot over and over. My legs shook as i felt his long cock inside of me. Pussy clenching hard around him. Wet slapping sounds muffled under the blanket. “Gonna cum inside you,” he warned, voice breaking. “Fill my stepdaughter up while her mom sleeps right there.” “Yes cum inside me daddy“ I came first before i knew it. My pussy spasming, gushing around him, soaking his cock and the sheets.

, I pouted, putting two fingers in my mouth, withdrew them with saliva, rubbing it over the tip of his cock. "This i's not right, I'm married to your mum. And you're just like my daughter". I put my finger on my lip to silent him. "Do you want to see my tits?". Gosh, I sounded like a slut, and I loved it. I had Frank under my control and I was going to make him worship my body. Without hesitating, I took the nightie off, exposing my touted tits as I started playing with them. "We could do it just this once. I won't tell Mom anything".

"Who dares cause trouble at my daughter's birthday party?!" Jess looked as if she had seen a savior and immediately rushed toward him, crying. "Aaron! You're finally back! This bitch hit us! Save us!" Clarisse cried out as well, "Daddy! This bad woman bullied Mommy and me! Punish her and that illegitimate child!" Under everyone's gaze, Aaron slowly turned his head, and his eyes locked onto me.

She came silently—teeth sunk into her lower lip, eyes locked on her father’s oblivious smile—while Victor’s fingers stayed buried inside her, milking every tremor. Another afternoon: a “site visit” at the downtown office tower they were developing. Her father on the fifteenth floor reviewing blueprints. The three men led her to the executive bathroom on twelve—single stall, lock clicked. Damien bent her over the sink, skirt hiked, panties yanked aside. Victor stepped in front, unzipped, fed her his cock while Damien thrust into her from behind—hard, fast, the mirror fogging with their breath. Reid stood watch at the door, stroking himself, whispering filthy encouragement until Damien pulled

I started with one finger at first, and listened to catch what was happening in the other room. “Yes, give me that cóck,” she moaned. Then her voice softened. “I wish I was as pretty as her.” “You’re beautiful,” Dad said firmly. “As pretty as her?” she pressed. “Why are we talking about Brittany?” he asked. A part of me felt stung, but another part knew he was in bed with her. Of course his thoughts were split. Laurel laughed, breathless. “What, you don’t want to talk about your hot daughter while my pússy is wrapped around your cóck?”

CHAPTER SEVENTY-NINE: KILLING SPREE GRANT POV ⚠️ WARNING: CHILD ABUSE / GRAPE / TRAUMA THEMES It’s weird, calling your daughter to ask if her friend is back in the hostel, yeah? But it’s also wrong — so wrong — for that same friend, my own girlfriend, to send me a voice note about how fucking Luca Vitellio is her “one true love.”

Waiting out in the lounge at my father’s law firm, I struggle to sit still. I’m so nervous about how my dad is going to react about the video. I know Jace and I are both adults, but come on, what parent wants to hear a guy call their daughter a whore, and other dirty things as he is about to have sex with her? Yep, this isn’t going to be pretty at all.

Janet is also spanking Danae's ass with loud smacks in an effort to make her cum. "He came over with this black box." Dad says, completely oblivious to the action on the couch. "I had invited Danae to come to the meeting. She was the sexiest model I knew and was as icy as the North Pole." She's certainly the most sexual being I have ever seen, I think to myself, glancing at the couch. "He turned on his transmitter while we were talking, hit a couple of buttons and she was completely under his control." Dad says, flatly. "He had her strip, displaying her magnificent body for us and then give us each a blowjob. He made her lie on her back across my desk, and we fondled her tits and pussy while

However, with the number of women that were introduced to me, I am fairly certain we can go ahead and kill that dream. I was introduced to every Alpha's available daughter, literally dozens of girls. Some I would even question if they were of age, they all looked terrified. On the other side of the field, some daughters came on to me, even with their fathers right beside us. I would normally be all about this, I love a woman who is crazy in bed, but I had to set an example for my pack.

Then she reached to a guard at her side, drew his gun in one smooth motion, and jammed the barrel against my father’s throat. “Roland DeLuca,” she said, each word clipped and sharp, “I carried my daughter for ten months. I found her again, and on her first day home, your sons nearly killed her.” “If Yvette dies tonight, I’ll bury this whole family with her.” Kane had come down by then, Sofia at his side. The look on his face finally changed. “Mom, are you out of your mind?” he snapped. “You’re pulling a gun on us over some girl you barely know?”