Daddy Daughter Smut Novels & Stories

"I'd suck on these pierced nipples while you ride me, looking full and pregnant. My son's wife, carrying his own sibling in her womb. Doesn't that turn you on, you dirty little slut?" "Yes, oh God, yes," I whimpered, my voice breaking into fragments. His fingers sped up again, curling deeper and hitting my G-spot. The breeding talk sent fresh shivers through my nervous system, feeling taboo and filthy. It made me drip even more liquid down his hand. I was grinding against him shamelessly now, my ass pressing into his crotch with each roll of my hips. I could feel his grunts of effort vibrating against my spine. "Daddy, I'm so close... Please just let me cum."

she cried out “Yes, yes. I'm daddy's little fucking slut!” This went on for several minutes before she shouted several times ”fuck me daddy, fuck me harder!” I could tell that my husband was ready to cum. He was pushing his hips up harder and harder every time she came done. I told him “That little pussy is yours. Cum in her and be the first to cum in your daughter's pussy”

A moan escaped my lips the moment his hands groped my butt. “ Sir…Hngh… If you keep this up, we might,” I was beginning to feel hot and my lewd side was getting the best of me. I can easily control myself but his pheromones were clouding my sense of reasoning and making me horny. “ Then let's do it,” my eyes widened as he shamelessly accepted it. Before I could oppose, my pants were by ankle and he took out my dick and began to rub in upward and downward movements with his hand.

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.”

I remembered him calling me his "dirty little secret." The words made me hotter, and I rubbed my clit faster, chasing the feeling. I imagined him standing right there, watching me, telling me what to do. "Come for me, you dirty little slut," he would say. The thought was enough to push me over the edge. I came hard, my body shaking, a quiet moan escaping my lips. I whispered one word as the pleasure washed over me. "Daddy." After my shower, I felt better, but the worry about my dad was still there, a cold knot in my stomach. Dante had promised he would find out what happened, but I hadn’t heard anything yet.

“That’s what I want you to do to me, Daddy. Ruin my tight little hole… please, I need your cock splitting me open, pounding me until I’m leaking your cum down my thighs.” I fingered myself harder, teasing my g-spot just like he’d probably want, my hips bucking up off the bed while my other hand yanked my tank up so my tits spilled out, nipples stiff and begging. I kept reading, moaning louder with every line, “God, Daddy, I’d let you breed me right here… fill this sloppy pussy until it overflows. I’m your filthy slut, edging just like you said—fuck, I’m so close but I won’t cum, I promise.”

“You taste so fucking good. This cunt is gushing all over my tongue. I want you to come to my face. Come all over daddy’s tongue while I eat this fat pussy.” The word daddy in that low rough voice made my walls clench hard and another rush of wetness leaked out. He dove back in, sucking my clit hard into his mouth and flicking it fast with his tongue while two thick fingers pushed into my tight hole, stretching me open with a wet filthy sound. He pumped them deep and curled them just right, hitting that spot inside that made my toes curl and my vision blur. I was gone, lost in it, moaning and whimpering loud, one hand squeezing my own heavy tit while the other held his head between my legs.

Naomi gently pressed the button, and the video finally played normally. It recorded how Anna took off her clothes and climbed onto Mister Daddy’s bed with a flirtatious expression.

Harry notices this and flashes her a mischievous smile “ Do not cum yet Anne , hold it for Daddy .” He responded to the heavy breathing Anne who nods her head like an obedient child would do . He takes off the white towel wrapped around his waist , his dick fully erect and reading for action . He takes a step closet to Anne whose breathe was shaky seeing his size . It was not a new thing seeing his size only that she never got used to it. Harry smiles shyly , he gestures at her to leap which she did . She wrapped her legs around his waist while he leans on the table for support . He introduces his rod into her warm wet cunt .

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Daddy smirks, his right hand unbuttoning my shorts before slipping underneath the waistband and pushing a finger into my slit. My back arches as Daddy explores my already wet pussy. “Be quiet, little lady,” Daddy whispers. I stare into Daddy's eyes, my mouth hanging open as Daddy slowly rubs his finger through my slit. It's only one digit, but it feels incredibly thick, pushing my lips wide open as he grinds my pink flesh. My fingers dig into his hair, stroking his scalp as he strokes me, my body begging for more. His knuckle presses into my clit, sending a pulse of energy straight through my cunt. It causes my butt to buck as my body's already halfway to