Novel & Cerita Daddy Daughter Erotica

He's fucking his daughter from behind, slamming against the sexy curves of her ass. "Ohhhh... God... Ohhh... Daddy... Ohhhhhh... Daddy," Ellie shouts each word on every forward thrust of his cock. Her voice is shaky and she's panting, as he relentlessly hammers into her. Slipping one hand between her legs, Ellie starts frantically rubbing her clit while her daddy pumps his hard cock into her enflamed pussy.

“Your guilt, your pleasure, your trauma they all belong to Daddy now. The more you hurt, the tighter you hold onto me. That’s how I know this bond is unbreakable.” He reached between us and rubbed my clit, pushing me toward another orgasm. “Come for me, babygirl,” he commanded. “Come while you think about your mother watching her daughter get fucked by the man who took her away.” The twisted words sent me over the edge. I came violently, screaming as my body clenched around him. Daddy followed right after, burying himself deep and filling me with hot cum. Afterward, he held me tightly against his chest, stroking my hair as I cried softly.

This man wasn't giving me chance to catch my breath, and I was feeling drowned by his powerful touches —he's amazing just like his son! "Yes, daddy!" I gasped sharply when he slash the kiss, and we both gazed at each other piercingly. Mr. Reagan's traveled to my thighs and he slipped into my pant, he flicked his fingers as he sorted for my pussy. Before I could say a word; he thrust his two strong fingers into my pussy. "Ow!" I moaned, my hands settling on his broad shoulders as he molested my pussy. Causing a series of emotions mixed with sensation to flush through my veins, the adrenaline was too much!

Until now, I still can't believe that my father, a former soldier who was muscular and gym fit, was fucking another man. "Mom is asking you to transfer a million into her account or else she will sell the house," I said to daddy, I know I told mommy that I will be the one transferring the money to her account but when I heard the voice of daddy's mistress I suddenly felt annoyed. "Fuck that woman! All she does is spend my money with all those cheap callboys, tell her to get tested because I think she already catches a disease." Dad responded frustratedly and I just rolled my eyes even though he can't see me because I knew, in the end, he would just give what mommy wanted.

They all came knocking. It wasn't enough. The pleasure, the taboo, the satisfaction. It gave her too much of a rush. Daddy was the stuff of erotica book boyfriends. Brutal. Ruthless. Sinfully good at fucking. “Please,” The word tore out of her before she could stop it. “Please, Bill. Daddy, harder. Make it hurt. Make my pussy hurt more. Fuck harder, damn it," she succumbed, clutching a cushion to brace herself.

Chelsea. Being fucked and eaten by Daddy yesterday, then waking up to the sound of my own mother screaming and moaning for his cock this morning… it was everything you’d see in high-definition p**n. Raw. Filthy. Wrong in the most addictive way possible. I lay in bed replaying it all — the way Daddy had stretched me open on his exam table, the brutal thrusts that made me see stars, the way he’d devoured my pussy like a starving man on his desk.

Increasingly I felt and saw his excitement, the growing sexual desire he felt for me, couldn't help but notice the erections Daddy'd grow as I wriggled against him, my loose robe allowing his roving eyes easy access to my full, firm breasts. We didn't discuss what was happening to us over those months, we were in a silent, sexual, mating dance that clearly scared Daddy. But I knew he was studying the problem, trying to face these forbidden desires that were threatening to overwhelm him. I found the books hidden in his bedroom, both scholarly tomes that addressed father-daughter love, as well as erotic accounts of graphic, incestuous sex. His computers browsing history increasingly led me to

I gasped as he leaned down and took my nipple between his lips; he sucked and nibbled on it before switching his attention to the other one. “Please,” I begged him, the ache in my heat intensifying. I’d learned so much from my erotica books, and I was happy I got to learn so many new things; some I shared with Enzo and he taught me, while some I just couldn’t bring myself to say. In one of the books, I learned that if you called your man "daddy," it drove him crazy. “Please, daddy... it aches,” I cried out, thrusting my hips for friction.

My stomach tightened as I opened my eyes slightly to see Darius smiling down at me wickedly but even at that, he was the most handsome man I’d ever seen in my life. “Now, I’m going to cum inside you, slut.” He said and I felt my cheeks burn as I imagined him pouring everything he had inside me, the thought of it was exhilarating. I’m going to have my brother’s sperm inside me. “Do it, Daddy!” I moaned, switching from calling him brother to calling him Daddy, “Fill me up with your cum, please.” I begged, waiting to feel his cum inside me. “Give it to me, Daddy! I want you to fill this needy hole until it overflows! I want your cum leaking out of me when you’re done.” I proclaimed, my body bur

It was salty and musky,a flavor that was purely him. “I’m so wet for you Daddy.” I moaned, my fingers lightly trailing his length down to his balls. He groaned softly, his fingers tangling in my hair.“Show me baby.” I reached a hand between my thighs,gathering the moisture there. My fingers caught the light,the evidence of my arousal glaring while the other hand jerked his cock. “Such a needy slut.” He groaned, his fingers in my hair tightening. “I’m going to fuck you all night long. Now be a good girl and make me feel good.”