Novel & Cerita Daddy Daughter Fantasy

“So, are you going to tell me who your fantasy lover is? Is it someone I know? Hmm? What’s she like? It is a she, I hope. You haven’t gone gay on me, have you?" Well, my Dad certainly wasn’t pulling any punches, I thought. He’d come right out with his confession, and I was both proud of him, and a little intimidated at the same time. “Hmm, sounds like it’s confession time for me too, huh?” my Dad softly suggested. “I guess I have the same problem as you. My warmest fantasy is ... my daughter. Shit, I can’t believe I just said that! I mean, a father isn’t supposed to lust after his own offspring, but dammit, you’ve grown up to be such a beautiful young woman, Claire. A man would have to have

I could hear him breathing, feel the heat of his body, smell his masculine scent mixed with the faint trace of my own arousal. Daddy pushed me forward onto my stomach, then pulled my hips up so I was on my knees with my face and bound arms pressed into the mattress. My ass was raised high, pussy and tight little hole completely exposed to him. He spread my knees wider with his hands. “Such a pretty view,” he murmured, running his palms over my ass cheeks. “Daddy is going to use you hard tonight. I am going to fuck you the way I have been fantasizing about for months. No holding back. No gentle daddy. Just pure dominance.”

Then his tongue on the welts, soothing it before he mounted me, his cock thick and veined, slamming into me deeply. I could not shake those images from my head as I stood there by the gate, my hand still gripping the cool metal. My dad's voice faded into the background, but my mind plunged deeper into the fantasy, pulling me under like a strong current. I imagined walking through that front door one day, not alone, but with a Dom at my side. His arm heavy around my shoulders possessively , his fingers digging into my muscle just enough to remind me who owned me now. My dad would look up from his chair, his face twisting in shock as he saw us together, me, his son, clinging to some older man.

My eyes were closed tightly as he continued to massage my pussy over my pants. My cunt felt swollen and wet around his hand, and his fingers were moving slowly inside of me. "Pull the panties out, Daddy. Please pull it out…" I cried as the overwhelming pleasure to be touched directly threatened down on me. "You want them off so badly, don't you?" he growled against my wet skin, his breath burning hot. He didn't pull the fabric down yet. Instead, he kept his hand firmly between my thighs, pressing his thick palm right against my throbbing clit over the damp lace. "Tell me how much you need it, Audrina. Tell me how wet you are for your daddy right now."

“Fucking you deep and hard while my son waits downstairs with the family. You’d take every inch like a good girl, wouldn’t you? Moaning for Daddy’s cock. Tell me how bad you want it.” “Yes…” I whispered aloud, my fingers moving faster. I curled them against that perfect spot inside me while my thumb rubbed tight, frantic circles over my clit. The fantasy felt so real, his strong hips snapping against my ass, one big hand fisted in my wet hair, the other gripping my hip hard enough to leave marks as he growled filthy things against my neck. “You’re mine now, Emily. This pussy belongs to me. Come for Daddy. Come like the dirty little slut you are for your boyfriend’s father.”

The sound of the shower running filled my ears, and my head began imagining things. He was in the shower. Naked. Water poured over that sexy body of his. Good lord. I had seen Claire's dad a few times on TV. He always had a suit on and looked like the billionaire he was known to be. Who knew under all those clothes that there was a sex god? I wanted to gush about him with someone else. But Claire was my only friend... And his daughter. I might as well swallow my thoughts and never speak of them. "Dad, I know you can hear me!" Claire screeched, pouting her lips.

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He's buried into her up to his balls and he can feel her round ass cheeks rubbing against him as he begins pumping in and out. "Ohhhhh, yeah! Oh Daddy! Fuck me, Daddy!" She cries, rocking back and forth against his rigid cock. Holding her hips with both hands he starts slamming his cock into her slippery, wet pussy like a battering ram. She braces herself against the wall, drenched with pleasure, as he keeps pounding and pounding his hard, thick cock deep into her tight, teen pussy. This is his fantasy come true. He's fucking his daughter from behind, slamming against the sexy curves of her ass.

His body had been hot from the start, and now, stimulated by her expression, he was completely at his limit. He leaned close to Emma's ear and whispered, his deep voice clearly tainted with lust, "Emma, do you know what I've had to endure all this time? I gave you time to prepare yourself. Finally, you're eighteen." "What crazy talk are you spouting? I'm your daughter... how could you do such depraved and disgusting things to your daughter?" Emma said, trembling. Screaming and struggling had exhausted her, leaving her no strength to shout. Damien raised an eyebrow when he heard her, then chuckled softly. "You seem to like talking about 'daughter' a lot. I like it too. So, why don't you have

All I have on is my little shirt. He lays me on his bed. He spreads my legs and begins to lick me. “Oh daddy, yes,” I moan. Daddy suckles my clit and licks my pussy. It feels so good. I cannot wait to have his cock inside me. “Daddy, will you please give me some cock,” I say. “Now, Kendra, you know I do not like you to talk that way,” he says. “I know, daddy, but I want it,” I say.