Daddy Daughter Taboo Sex Stories Novels & Stories

I want to be fucked, thoroughly and completely, just taken… Oh, sure, I’ve had pleasant sexual experiences in my life, times when I felt turned on, times when I’ve even managed to climax with a man. But I’ve never felt wild desire, pure animal need, feral and dark and mind-shattering. With Daddy, though, that’s all I feel, all I want. “Daddy, I –” I break off, trembling, trying to work up the courage to get out the words. “Baby girl,” he says tenderly. “You don’t have to be afraid of what you need. I promise you, all I want to do is give it to you, whatever it is. Don’t you know that?”

CHAPTER 1: TIED OPEN FOR DADDY (WARNING: DEGRADATION, HARDCORE ROUGH SEX AND KINKS) LAURA “Please, Daddy… please, I can’t—oh God, I can’t take it anymore!” My scream ripped out of me, raw and desperate, as he cranked the speed on the plugs buried inside my pussy and my ass. “Turn them off, Daddy, please! I’m begging you—my pussy, my ass, they’re fucking me so hard I’m going to break!”

The old man sat beside him on the garden bench, he too, had a glass of wine in his hand. “I will not ask you what it is, I know you can handle that since you're old enough.” “Maybe, I was just pressured, with the upcoming election and the wedding, it’s stressing the hell out of me.” He lied. Of course, he’s not going to tell his father that he’s been fantasizing about a woman who works as a stripper, that’s just so embarrassing. Who in their right mind wanted to fuck a dirty woman? “It’s not about a woman?” he suddenly asked.

The forbidden part made it hotter. Now she was enrolled in Elias’s advanced seminar on erotic literature and taboo desire. The class readings turned her on almost as much as Marcus did. Elias’s deep voice when he lectured, his commanding presence, it pulled at something deep inside her. She told herself it was just the material. But late at night, she wondered. Marcus pulled her close and kissed her roughly. “Imagine if dear old Dad knew. Professor Perfect would lose his fucking mind. His precious stepdaughter getting railed by his son like a cheap whore.”

I feel his body pivot upward. His hair rubs my breasts as he pushes through my big tits, eager to be nestled in my warm cleavage. ‘Yes, daddy.’ I really want to moan but I know it’d send me straight to hell. Just then, his teeth clamp on my nipple. “A-ah…” I release a throaty moan and jerk. On fire. Raw. My body is in suspension. The way his tongue licks around my bruised nipple soothes my skin. I swallow, humming in my head. I let my body feel how good taboo tastes.

Juliette asked, forcing herself to sound happy. “I’ll tell you tonight, but I can’t believe you haven’t met him. You know we met at that catering event you did for my law firm? He is a client of the company. But a completely different section, of course. You know I wouldn’t do anything like that!” Her mother took propriety very seriously. Juliette had never known her to tell a single lie. Not even a little white lie. She believed in truth and had raised her daughter to behave likewise. Of course, her mother wouldn’t do anything unethical. So, how had she raised a daughter who would sleep with her boss? Even if the boss was incredibly hot.

“Tell me you don’t want your father-in-law to give you the wedding night my son can’t. Tell me and I’ll walk away right now.” I opened my mouth, but no words came. Because the truth was shameful and undeniable: I was soaked. My nipples were tight, aching peaks pressing against the sheer lace, clearly visible. And the thought of anyone discovering us, my father-in-law’s hands on me, his mouth on me, his cock inside the bride his son had just married, made the forbidden heat between my legs throb even harder.

Alex fucked her harder, leaning down to kiss her passionately. “This is mine now,” he growled, pounding into her. “This pussy is mine. Say it.” “It’s yours, Alex,” she gasped, nails digging into his back. “All yours.” He fucked her through another orgasm, then pulled out and flipped her over, taking her from behind. His hand fisted in her hair as he slammed into her, the new angle hitting even deeper. Elena was lost in pleasure. The taboo of fucking her husband’s son on his expensive sofa only heightened every sensation. She came again, clenching around his cock.

“Oh, yeah…” ‘Your dad could never.’ I shut up before I can disrespect Jeremy further. Fucking his son and letting him use me is bad enough. Max’s fingers dig in, two to be exact, they shove into my hole while his tongue slides up and remains pressed on my clit. His fingers thrust, tongue flicks and sucks… Fingers pull out and go in again, tongue teases my clit and beats it till it's hard… “Damn…” I wriggle on the counter, too hot to stay still.

“Calm your nerves baby girl, i am not your boyfriend and this is our little secret, remember? Just close your eyes and let the emotions, feelings and arousal sink in. Daddy would be the first man to make you cum.” My clitoris was beating but when he said that last sentence, it felt like it belched. There was an orgasm inside my underwear. “Okay, daddy.” Did i just say that? I must have been really under the influence of both the lust and alcohol because i have never called any man or referred to any man as “daddy.” “Yes baby. Just let me take over and take control of your body.” I hummed when his teeth opened and my nipples closed inside of it.