Daddy Daughter Taboo Sex Stories の小説・ストーリー

Especially incest literature. I found all kinds of stories about taboo love and sexual relationships. Brothers and sisters. Moms and sons. Aunts and nephews. And even some gay stories. But most of all, the topic my daddy clearly had the highest volume of, were father-daughter stories. That intrigued me no end. I found myself getting hyper-absorbed in every erotic incest story I read. I couldn't stop myself. I must have read nearly a dozen different stories those two mornings. And there were still dozens and dozens more that I hadn't touched.

He didn't pick up his things, he just headed for his bathroom, the office had a bathroom, that's what mansions do, leaving me there, feeling like a used up slut. I was smiling, licking my fingers, and giggling as finally I tasted Daddy's cock, and it was just as I had imagined, but even better. Mom has to forgive me because now I won't be cumming to videos; I'll be cumming to his cock. *** •Author's Note• There's a full still ongoing book of Gerald and Zoe's story; it's titled ‘FUCK ME, DADDY’ erotica but with a thicker plot. You can add it up and follow their story. Oh, and vote, my people. Vote!

“Bent over Daddy’s desk, ass glowing from your punishment, dripping down your thighs. You like this, don’t you?” The word “Daddy” from his lips made her moan softly. She pushed back against his hand instinctively. Marcus’s breath hitched. His fingers hooked into her thong and dragged it down her legs, leaving it bunched at her ankles. Cool air hit her bare, soaked pussy. “So fucking wet for your stepfather,” he growled. Two thick fingers traced her slick folds, parting them teasingly. “This is what happens when bad girls break the rules.” He plunged one finger inside her without warning, curling it against that perfect spot. Lila cried out, gripping the edge of the desk. He added a second fi

One hand gripped her hip while the other delivered sharp, loud smacks to her ass with every thrust. “Take this dick, you little slut. You love sneaking around like this, don’t you?” Graham grunted, pounding into her relentlessly, the wet sound of her pussy echoing in the room. "Yes— daddy. Harder, please — oh God!" the girl moaned out, pushing back to meet his brutal strokes. Sienna Vale stood in the shadowed alcove behind a half-open door, her phone held steady, recording every second. Her thighs pressed tightly together as she watched, her breathing becoming shallow.

I’m going to die. “What am I?” More dangerous this time. More obsessive. “My Taboo step-daddy!” I cry out as cum rips from my cock, painting the sheets, my belly, and his scarred face. “Eat my fucking ass!” And he does. Hard, animalistic. Like cock tearing through a hole. Tristan’s mouth feeds on my ass, tongue lashing my swollen buds, and his teeth—sweet infant satan—those teeth should be banned. “So tight. So—-

He pushed me onto my back and climbed on top of me again, his cock already starting to harden once more. “Spread your legs, Poppy. Daddy’s going to fuck that little pussy again.”

Simon's hand came around to my front, fingers finding my clit again while he kept moving and the combination was devastating and too much and exactly enough all at once. "Daddy—" It slipped out involuntarily. His pace spiked immediately, a sharp rough groan against my shoulder, his grip tightening on my hip hard enough to bruise. "Say it again," he ordered. I did. He drove into me harder until I was crying out quietly against my own arm, the orgasm crashing through me in waves while Simon followed seconds later with a low controlled groan that he pressed into the back of my neck. Silence. Both of us breathing hard. His forehead resting against the back of my head. His hands loosening slowly

Treat me like the pathetic whore I am for you. He obliged, his palm coming down on my ass cheek again, harder, the sting blooming into heat that radiated straight to my core. We were animals now, lost in the rhythm, sweat slicking our skin as he leaned over me, nipping at my earlobe, breath hot and ragged. 'You like that, baby girl? Daddy's best friend owning your cunt and ass?' The taboo of it all... the name 'Daddy' slipping out like a forbidden key... had me trembling, my orgasm coiling tighter, threatening to shatter me.

“Not fucked. Just messed around. There’s a difference.” “Did you at least lock the door?” “Of course I locked the door. What do you think I am, an amateur?” Nash is laughing. “This is why you’re my favorite. No shame whatsoever.” “Shame is boring.” Xavier turns to me. “Arrett. Truth or dare.” “Truth.” “Boring. Fine. What’s the wildest thing you’ve done sexually?” I think about lying but there’s no point. “Had sex in my dad’s office during a company party. Girl from Westbridge. We snuck up there during cocktail hour.”

THEME : A LADY AND HER VIBRATOR Annie Lin was sexually frustrated. She had just experienced the most mind-blowing orgasm with her chauffeur and had expected he would make her cum again. But of course, her father had to ruin everything. Not only had he stopped her from getting a cock to fuck at the club, he had also interrupted her tryst with her chauffeur. "What were you thinking, Annie?!" Her father, Mr Lin, bellowed, glaring at his daughter's noncommittal face. She looked a mess, and she reeked of sex. Mr Lin thought that the guards must have found her fucking some bloke at the club.