Novel & Cerita Daddy Daughter Taboo Sex Stories

He ragingly dropped the pillow he held on the bed, and grabbed her up from the bed. “Muha, I need you. My dick hurts so bad and your mother and I are not on good terms. ” He shameless itched it right in front of her. She turned on the light to see that he had an erected penis, but still, that was not normal. Muha turned away from his stick and shook her head. It was not right for a daughter to have sex with her father nor the other way round. It was a taboo to the mother earth and she could strike her dead.

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.

Note this a taboo/Forbidden Romance I have a confession to make. There has only ever been one man I wanted: Logan Lawman. Completely off-limits and twenty-five years my senior Logan. He is a walking demigod, with his broad shoulders and deep voice that makes my toes curl. Oh, and he’s also my Dad’s best buddy. To say that I’m screwed would be an understatement.

“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.