Dad Jokes Dirty Novels & Stories

Sebastian's POV I've been watching my stepbrother since the wedding. He doesn't know. He thinks I'm cold. Distant. A rich asshole who doesn't care. He's right about the cold part. My father made sure of that. But when I see his manager grab him by the collar, when he accidentally sends me a shirtless photo meant for the girl who's been laughing at him behind his back — something in me cracks. I protect him because I have to. I want him because I'm weak. And when my father starts circling Jae like prey, when I find out someone wants him dead and others just want him broken, I have to choose. My family. Or the first person who ever made me understand what love means. Touching him would be a sin. Letting him die would be worse. Jae's POV In my world, you either survive alone or you don't survive at all. My manager beats me. My girlfriend laughs at me online. My stepfather wants me on a stripper pole. Then my stepbrother — cold, gorgeous, untouchable Sebastian — tells me he wants to protect me. He says he'll make me forget everything she did. But his father is obsessed with me. Someone is trying to kill me. And three years ago, my own father died in a bar that belongs to their family. Falling for Sebastian would be dangerous. Letting him go would be suicide. But how do I trust a man who was ice yesterday and fire today? How do I know the hand pulling me out of the dark isn't the same one that buried my father?

Hi lovely Readers, here's the author. Thank you for reading to the end of this book, and a new book is about to start. Enough spoilers, read on to know what happens. Don't forget to leave your comments. XoXo. "I need to come," I tell her. "Please... yes..." "Come with me..." I drop her to her back and lower myself back in position. My belly presses to hers, and her pretty little nipples feel so sweet against my chest. "I can't..." she whispers. "I'm so... fluttery..." "You can," I tell her. "I promise you, you can." I pause. "And you will. Again, Ashley. Come for me again." I rub, back and forth, my dick pinned between my stomach and her pussy, grinding hard, taking so much fucking care not to spear that tight little cunt and fill her up with my cum. "I'm gonna come all over your sweet little pussy, Ashley." "Yes..." she whispers. "Oh God, please... please, Mr. Mancini..." "Don't call me that," I growl, and I'm on the edge, right on the fucking edge. "What shall I call you?" she asks, and I hear it in her voice, I hear she's thinking it, too. It's in the little tremor, the sweet little hint of lust. My breath is erratic, my cock pulsing as my balls tighten, ready to fucking blow. And I say it. I just fucking say it. "Call me Daddy," I growl. "You can call me Daddy."

When Dylan Sullivan took a new type of hallucinogen, I was forced to give myself to him to curb the effects. Innately fertile, I got pregnant, giving birth to fraternal twins—a boy and a girl—after marrying him. However, Dylan refused to let them call him daddy, drinking away the nights while staring at the picture of his one true love. Then, on our tenth anniversary, he locked us up in the basement and burnt us to death. As it turns out, he remained hung up on that moment when I saved him all this time, stubbornly convinced I intervened when he was vulnerable to satisfy my ambitions. That in turn drove a rift between himself and his one true love, whose heartbreak led to psychosis and the accident that killed her. But I somehow opened my eyes to find myself alive, returning to the day Dylan took the hallucinogen by mistake. This time, I let his one true love have him, while I headed towards the study…

THOMPSON AMELIA,A single mom who is trying to live her life in peace and far away from trouble. After being ruined by a mafia gang at 16, vows to take revenge. A very slow and dangerous revenge. What happens when she meets Brown Noah, the CEO of brown company? What happens when she finds out that Brown Noah, the one her heart longs for is the one that ruined her?

I've just left the washroom when Vanessa Shallow, who has just returned from her maternity leave, covers her mouth as she laughs at me. "Wow, you really are quick when it comes to bathroom breaks, huh? No wonder your sales performance is increasing by leaps and bounds! I suppose it's all thanks to your ability to take off your pants very quickly!" Vanessa acts as though she's joking as she starts making faces at the male colleagues around us. "Right, I forgot how prideful young ladies are nowadays! They can't seem to accept such truths when spoken in such a blunt manner!" The colleagues burst out laughing in a lecherous way afterward. Their perverted gazes keep clinging to my legs the whole time. As I stare at Vanessa's slightly bloated face, my gaze grows cold. It seems that she's so anxious to get her position as the project leader back that she's willing to shed even her sense of shame and propriety. I take a step forward and speak up. "I'm not as skilled as you are when it comes to such things, Vanessa. After all, not everyone is capable of making Mr. Studdard visit their home every midnight during their maternity leave." As soon as my words fall, the previously rowdy office goes deathly silent.

When my mom married his dad, I promised myself I’d ignore the cocky, too-hot-for-his-own-good stepbrother who lived down the hall. But Jace Carter isn’t just good-looking—he’s trouble in a tight black T-shirt. And when we’re left alone in one house all summer, the line between hate and heat starts to blur. He’s off-limits. But that hasn’t stopped me from dreaming about what’s under his towel… Now he’s staring at me like I’m already his dirty little secret.

Isabella Cohen had better things to do than listen to her father go on and on about her getting married to the latest man who had impressed him, as if her father wasn't fucking his assistant every Thursday and Saturday. So, when she was given the choice to either marry Ethan Hawthorn (the biggest asshole on the planet with an even bigger ego), or be disowned, you better believe she packed her bags, transferred money to her secret account and took the first plane from New York to Italy. Stephan Ferrari was bored. Now you might think being head of the Italian Mafia was exciting and full of adventure, but you would be wrong. Stephan had killed all his enemies, partied for a week straight at the best clubs in Italy (which all belonged to him) and fucked women of all types, yet he will still left with an empty feeling inside. So, when he got report that the leader of the American Mafia's daughter was seen at Leonardo da Vinci-Fiumicino Airport, well he may have found his new Queen. And if he could ransom said queen to toy with the Cohen family, then that was an added bonus

Lola, a spirited and ambitious young woman, is caught in a whirlwind of desire, secrets, and societal expectations. When she becomes entangled with a charming yet unpredictable partner, their intense attraction leads to moments of passion, tension, and vulnerability. Alongside love and lust, themes of identity, trust, and personal boundaries surface, forcing Lola to navigate her own desires and fears. As the story unfolds, relationships are tested, loyalties questioned, and hidden truths revealed. Ultimately, it is a tale of self-discovery, the complexities of modern romance, and the emotional consequences of surrendering to both heart and temptation.

"That’s it, baby. Take Daddy’s thick cock like the good slut you are,” My husband's father growls, pounding inside my pussy while my husband thrusting into my ass with brutal force. “Yes... Fuck her, Daddy... Wreck that greedy cunt.” I’m trembling, impossibly full, their cocks grinding against each other inside me, stretching me to the breaking point, every thrust sending electric shocks straight to my clit. “Beg for it,” his father snarls, his fist tightening in my hair until tears prick my eyes. “Beg your husband and your Daddy to breed this slutty holes. Tell us exactly how bad you need our hot cum leaking out of both your wrecked openings for days.” **** These aren't your typical dirty daddy stories—these filthy fantasies shatter boundaries, ignite hidden kinks you didn't know you had, and leave you dripping for more. One taste, and you'll be begging for Daddy's cock all over again.

Hero and Lyra are more than just friends... In the morning, Lyra Semana is a very strict professor to Hero, her outspoken and handsome student in Business Law and Policy. In the evenings, Hero Agpalza is a very demanding superior to Lyra, his smart and seductive "Business Consultant". They never planned their relationship to be like this but it had to happen for both their sakes and sanity. Lyra needs to help Hero stop a ruthless and unknown killer who intends to take over his family's business. Meanwhile, Hero needs to financially support the hospitalization of Lyra's parents and save her from a very dangerous and obsessive ex. Will all these issues find a way to make them realize their love for each other or will they end up being alone and apart instead? Or even worse... dead. ---------- Check out my interview with GoodNovel here: https://tinyurl.com/y23rvs6n