Daddy Daughter Erotica の小説・ストーリー

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!

I heaved a sigh of relief because he answers my call after a minute or two that I thought he's just ignoring my call. "When are you coming back? Zeke is looking for you." I said and simply looked at Zeke who was still hugging Zuck. I heard daddy sneeze on the other line. "I don't know, maybe this weekend. Tell Zeke that I'll be back soon." Daddy said and I suddenly heard a man calling him, I want to think that it was just his staff but I am not a stupid fool, I know he is with his mistress again. Until now, I still can't believe that my father, a former soldier who was muscular and gym fit, was fucking another man.

Watching her was his obsession, plain and simple. Teresa, the young woman the world thought was his daughter, stood under the hot spray, her lithe, twenty two year old body glistening with water. Her long, dark hair clung to her olive skin, cascading down her back like a waterfall. She leaned against the tiled wall, one hand braced for support while her other hand dipped between her thighs. Her fingers circled her swollen clit slowly at first, then faster, her full breasts heaving with each breath. "Daddy, oh God, Don Moretti, please. I need your dick so badly. God daddy, I'm so fucked up. Your little girl wants your dick wrecking this pussy," she moaned, her voice echoing off the walls, cap

Every time he shifted to point at the screen, his biceps flexed under the fabric, and I had to bite my lip to stop myself from whimpering. Mom was gone. Two whole weeks. Just me and Daddy alone in this big house. Every filthy fantasy I’d ever had was finally within reach. But God… it was so wrong. He was my real father. The man who raised me. And here I was, soaking through my tiny pink panties, my clit throbbing painfully while he tried to help me with my laptop. What kind of daughter gets this wet for her own Daddy? What kind of daughter has spent years fingering her tight little cunt pretending it was him?

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.

"D-Daddy--please, please cum--oh my--cum inside m-me!" "Ugh that's it... take every inch of Daddy's fucking cock," he grunted through clenched teeth as he forced his cock deep inside my gaping pussy. I was ripped wide open and felt his cock spreading me be even wider. "Fuck--you feel too good, my tight whore... you feel too f-fuckin'--ugh, fuck. Daddy's gonna cum inside you. Daddy's going to breed my good fucking whore!" "Fuck--Daddy!" I gasped as the fucking sped up to a sprint and my thighs shook like an Earthquake as my orgasm peaked and Daddy kept fucking me like a piece of meat.

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