Daddy Daughter Erotica Novels & Stories

“Standing here naked, letting your own father play with your tight little cunt. You like being Daddy’s dirty secret, don’t you?” “Yes,” I gasped, my hips grinding shamelessly against his hand. “I love it, Daddy. Please don’t stop.” He chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating through his chest. “I’m not stopping, baby girl. Not tonight. I’ve spent too many nights trying to ignore how fucking sexy you’ve become. Those tiny shorts that ride up your ass when you bend over. Those thin tank tops with your hard nipples poking through. Walking around like you don’t know what you do to me.”

His hand reached around to rub tight, frantic circles over her swollen clit. “Come for Daddy,” he growled against her ear, biting the lobe. “Come while the manor watches and my daughter sleeps nearby, still trusting her dearest friend not to be the whore spreading her legs for me.” The combination of his words, the vibrating walls, and the relentless pounding sent Elara spiraling. She came violently, pussy clamping down hard around his cock, squirting messily around his thickness as her juices mixed with his cum and ran down her trembling legs. Her broken moan of “Daddy!” vibrated against the stone.

I grunted feeling the fullness in my stomach and I flinched when I felt the poke on my poleste. I'm gonna cum! N-no I can't! “Ahhh! Daddy!” I moaned instead, turning the remote to the highest. Kai gasped, his tongue sticking out, his eyes rolled back as his body arched up. Daddy slammed deep inside, my legs trembled and my toes curled. My tongue stuck out as I swayed on Kai's chest from the force of Daddy's slam. “P-please!” Kai yelped. Daddy grabbed my hair pinning me down as his pace quickened. “I- I can't take it! E-easy!”

“Daddy… it feels so good… it's stretching me… nngh! I’m so wet for both of you… please use me!” “On the desk, legs wide open like the whore you are,” Daddy commanded. I obeyed instantly, lying back and spreading my thighs obscenely wide, exposing my tender, leaking pussy completely. Both men stood over me, cocks out and hard… Daddy’s familiar thick, veiny long and the dean’s… not very long but thick. Daddy went first. He slammed into my aching pussy with one brutal, possessive thrust, making me scream in raw pleasure. “Fuuuuck, Daddy! Yes… nngh! Fill me deeply! You’re so big!”

My father licks his lips as he watches us. “She’s, ah, pregnant?” My father stutters over his words as his hand strokes his erection through his pants. “How could she not be? You think I don’t take your daughter's tight teenage pussy as often as I can?” Daddy slips a finger into me and starts to work it in and out. “No matter how hard or often I fuck her, she’s still tight and always begging for cock.” Corano grinds his palm into my clit as he thrusts his finger in and out. I can’t hear what he’s saying anymore because I’m lost in my own pleasure.

“So tight and wet gripping me like you never want to let go. You were made for this cock weren’t you?” “Yes daddy—fuck—yes—” He thrust up to meet me every time I came down driving even deeper. The bed creaked under us my moans getting louder and louder. His hands slid down to my ass squeezed hard helping me bounce faster. Fingers dug into my flesh spanking me once sharp and stinging. “Faster baby,” he said. “Ride daddy like the little slut you are. Make that pussy cream all over me.” I bounced harder hips rolling grinding my clit against his pubic bone every time I bottomed out.

“Standing here naked, letting your own father play with your tight little cunt. You like being Daddy’s dirty secret, don’t you?” “Yes,” I gasped, my hips grinding shamelessly against his hand. “I love it, Daddy. Please don’t stop.” He chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating through his chest. “I’m not stopping, baby girl. Not tonight. I’ve spent too many nights trying to ignore how fucking sexy you’ve become. Those tiny shorts that ride up your ass when you bend over. Those thin tank tops with your hard nipples poking through. Walking around like you don’t know what you do to me.”

With one of his hands reaching to my boob, he began to tweak it, and the other went up to seize my neck, pulling me up gently and pressing my back against his chest. “Da…Daddy!” I choked, my saliva trickling onto his hand. He brought down his hand and began to stroke my clit, playing and slapping it harshly, not leaving my ass out, as he continued to shove into me. He bent over and kissed my neck harshly, and then my back, my shoulders. “You’re so fucking sweet!” He hummed. “Daddy…I’m going to cum again.” I cried out and he went back to stroking my clit, more aggressive than before.

This is my gift for becoming one of his son’s whore. I got to work taking off my clothes, Daddy moved closer to me, he did not have his shirt on, I pressed my hands on his abs tracing lines on them. He turned me over, pushed my ass firmly on the part of his pants where his cock was. I breathed in sharply as I felt his cock on my ass. His big hard veiny cock. “On your knees Yara.” Daddy said, his voice was thicker than normal. He fucking wants me yayyy. I obliged. I went on my knees, stretched my hands backwards as I wanted for my hands to be cuffed. Daddy does not like how much of a disturbance my hands can be.

she moaned softly. I parted her thighs open and my eyes was fixed on her pussy. It was so beautiful, still stained with crimson. Every flaps and folds were an art that leaves me amused. The Goddess definitely created Zevara differently. She's too beautiful. Too pure. Too seductive. I parted her lips open and scratched it with my nails. “Daddy,” she cried softly, shifting her body slightly. Fuck… Daddy. That word does something unexplainable to me. It makes my chest rumble. It made my cock twitched.