Dad Daughter Taboo Novels & Stories

“You’re his—oh god—” “Say it.” He thrust harder, punctuating his words. “Tell them who’s fucking you.” “Jake’s father—” I moaned, shame burning through me, making everything more intense. “My ex’s dad is—*fuck*—” “That’s right.” He leaned over me, chest against my back, mouth hot against my ear. “And you love it, don’t you? How wrong this is. How fucked up. The taboo makes you wetter than anything else ever has.”

But hearing Tabitha's accusation just made me furious instead of ashamed. I yelled at her, "You must've said something to Derek to keep me away from Dad. You're so cruel, not even allowing me to see him before he died! I'm his biological daughter!" She just gave me a cold sneer in response, not bothering to explain herself. Wiping away the last tear from the corner of her eye, Tabitha stood up and walked toward me slowly. Then, she placed her hands on both sides of my wheelchair, her gaze icy as she said, "So what? I am his daughter, not you. If anyone gets to say goodbye to him before he died, it should be me. You don't deserve to do that."

“You’d take Daddy’s cock like a good girl, wouldn’t you? Creaming all over my dick while I stretch you open. Tell me you want it, sweetheart. Tell Daddy how bad you need this married cock ruining your tight little pussy after weeks away in that dorm.” My legs shook. I pinched my hard nipple hard, plunging my fingers faster, imagining him splitting me open right there on his bed. The taboo — my coach, the man who raised me after Mom left, jerking off thinking about him while I was supposed to be safe in the dorms — only made me wetter and filthier. His strokes turned brutal. “Brandi… fuck yes, baby… Daddy loves his little stepdaughter so much. Gonna fill that young womb with my hot cum… breed

She certainly hadn’t looked it last night. “You’re Gab Benson’s daughter” Dad stammered. “I know your dad. I’m really sorry for a..a…” he flushed in embarrassment, “ it’s just that you look different. I didn’t recognize you.” Dad paused to take in her messed up makeup and clothes. “And my son has a history with indecent women, so I thought you were one of them. Besides, I’d no idea you guys were engaged.” I saw her smile slightly as if to say, neither did I

NEW STORY TITLE: Dangerous Pleasures(Taboo) Drunken teen daughter accidentally seduces her father. SUMMARY: Learn how Olivia accidentally seduces her father after showing up to his apartment intoxicated. After the first time, it quickly becomes a regular occurrence. How will her dad respond to her unwitting advances? All characters in this story are 18 or older. Enjoy.. ***** {{ Prologue }}

But I did. My friend Tasha invited me to a birthday party. She said it was a friend. I dressed up so sexy and arrived at the event quite late. People stared at me the moment I walked in. The whole atmosphere was filled with vibes and music. I saw some drunkards fucking each other by the corner. When I stepped into the packed living room, I saw him standing near the kitchen island with a drink in his hand, having a conversation with his male friend. He didn’t change that much.

I said. "No." She took a step forward, the silver blade pointing at Kael. "Dad, let her go, or I will stab you in the throat." Kael released me, staring at her as if she were a monster. "Lyra, have you lost your mind?" "No, I haven't. Dad, in our previous lives, this is exactly how you bullied Mom. You pushed her, insulted her, and called her worthless. In this lifetime, I won't let you lay a finger on her again."

Outside, the sky smoldered with unnatural light, the echo of Nya's flame-written message still glowing on the temple walls. "We can't control her," Tarek said, rising from his seat, his voice straining with the weight of dread. "We have seen how her power behaves—unpredictable, uncontained. If she is becoming something beyond… we have to consider sealing her. For the realm's safety." Xavier surged from his chair like a blade drawn from a sheath. "Seal her?" he thundered, slamming a fist onto the war table. "She is our daughter—not some cursed relic to be hidden behind stone and warded gates!"

"Just picture it, in an age when women are waking up to their power. A mother financially tormenting her only daughter. If you nail this story, think of the payoff!" Her hesitation crumbled to dust. A true journalist would never pass up a story with real value. Three days later, the announcement hit the video platform. Celebrated educational influencer Jessica Lowell was set to unveil a groundbreaking live documentary series titled, 'Cruel Mom Refuses $80 Allowance, Poor Daughter in Trouble.' My daughter, Evelyn Smith, and I had both signed on for the reality show, agreeing to let cameras follow us around the clock for a full week. No filters, no edits–just raw, unvarnished life.

(Sexual Content) Toffe I was looking for a special gift for Elena, she was coming over to talk about what happened back then when she left. Something was not adding up, if she had told me she was pregnant, I would never let her leave. I was in a jewelry store when I picked up a familiar scent outside, I walked out of the store and saw my daughter Tabbie talking to a guy I didn't know. She was eighteen but he was not and I walked over, she turned around and said, "Dad," and he froze up before she hugged me. I needed that, I smelled her hair missing my baby girl, and linked her, "I love you," and she said, "I'm moving back, I love you too, I am so sorry, Dad," and I was happy to hear it. I tol