Dad Daughter Taboo Novels & Stories

He is embarrassed to be slapped by his dad in front of her but some things can’t be avoided. “You are happy too soon Lucas Roselli” Klara said patting his stinging cheek and walked towards her daughter who is in Freya’s embrace. “Dada! Dada! Dada!” Goldie kept on babbling the word DADA for a while now but Klara is not happy about it. She never thought her daughter would become a little traitor. She’s been training her to say the word MAMA but look at her, she said DADA first and look at the timing!? She never expected her daughter to inherit Ralph’s traits of bullying her.

Turner held my hand tightly, her voice thick with admiration as she said, "Natalie, you've improved more than anyone in the program. "You went from scoring zero on the placement test to earning the title of 'Perfect Daughter' in just seven days. Who would've believed it? Your mother isn't the only one who's proud of you. I am too." I nodded with a smile. Suddenly, a metallic taste rose in my throat. And by the time Ms. Turner left my dorm, I could barely see clearly anymore. Then, I lost control of my bladder. I stared at the liquid beneath me, hating myself for not having the courage to end things sooner. But I was a coward.

“You! You think being a lesbian is fun huh?! Wait till you regret it and your female sex worker dumps you for another sexy woman!” “Then if she does, I will fuck you instead and make you squirt out my name!” “Screw you, Eddey!” Her mother Evelyn, yelled furiously at her while clenching to her fist violently. That brat had dared to curse her! Getting screwed and fucked by your own daughter was a taboo in the dictionary of the Harris, considering the last doer of that action was beheaded with her sex partner having their assholes raided out with bullet. Evelyn's body shivered with the thought of having a good look at the shape and size of Eddey's plump and full shaped breast and pussy, that sh

I put my six-year-old daughter in my mother-in-law’s hands as I was busy with an overseas project. Every month, I would send her 20,000 dollars in allowance, not including holiday cash gifts. My mother-in-law would always talk about how well my daughter ate and slept during every video call. In the video, a feast was always laid before my daughter. So when her teacher claimed that she had fainted out of hunger during class, my first thought was that she must have called the wrong number. I rushed back home and headed straight to the hospital. The doctor said that my daughter was suffering from long-term malnutrition and her weight was far below the average. She also had severe post-trau

“Aaaaarh that’s the girl, keep thrusting yourself forward harder. My cock is just the right size to find your g-spot.” “Answer me daddy. Say it! Say it!” I bucked him like a rodeo rider bouncing bareback on a stubborn stallion. “My daughter is fucking her daddy. There!” “Say it again daddy, only louder.” “My daughter is fucking her daddy!” “Ooh, you naughty man. Wait till I tell my girlfriends. I will make them jealous.” “No, Katrina, don’t do that. It’s our special secret, otherwise they may come here wanting me to show them too. You wouldn’t want to share me with any of your friends now, would you?”

The boys my age were clumsy, selfish, and rushed, finishing in minutes and leaving me frustrated. Big Zaddy took his time. He made the denial delicious, the edging feel like sweet torture. He made the release feel like worship. And God, I craved it more every single day, even as the guilt gnawed at me. What if Dad found out? What if this was some married guy? I’m turning into exactly the kind of girl Mom would worry about. I finally ended the call after a few more soft praises from him.

Her voice cracked, so she looked down, fingers clutching the hem of her nightdress. “Don’t.” He cut her off, pacing toward her. His footsteps were heavy, filled with rage he couldn’t hold in. “Don’t you dare try to explain this away.” She squeezed her eyes shut. Her heart pounded. “I didn’t mean for it to happen…” His laugh was bitter and sharp. “Didn’t mean for it to happen?” He leaned closer, towering over her. “First, you tempt me. Then, I find you in bed with my daughter. Tell me, Lexie” his voice dropped, rough and torn, “is this some kind of game to you?”

I’m going to die. “What am I?” More dangerous this time. More obsessive. “My Taboo step-daddy!” I cry out as cum rips from my cock, painting the sheets, my belly, and his scarred face. “Eat my fucking ass!” And he does. Hard, animalistic. Like cock tearing through a hole. Tristan’s mouth feeds on my ass, tongue lashing my swollen buds, and his teeth—sweet infant satan—those teeth should be banned. “So tight. So—-

That big, heavy length strained against the thin, soaked fabric, the outline shameless—thick and long, the head of it swelling, the curve obscene, the ridge around the crown pronounced like a dirty promise. Even through the wet cling of the material, I could see it. The full weight. The kind of cock that would ruin you, rearrange you, split you so deep you’d feel it in your throat. “Dad… you’re here early,” Julia said with a small smile. I didn’t miss the flicker in her voice. Sometimes, I wonder if she ever thinks about him the way I do—though she’d never admit it. But taboos? They only matter if you’ve never tasted them.

Adnam installed an app-controlled vibrator that he turned on while the three of them had dinner together. The taboo didn't destroy them. The taboo united them. And so, stepfather and stepdaughter lived their secret, dirty, intense, and eternal love—one fuck at a time, one orgasm at a time, one "I love you" whispered in the dark at a time. THE END.