Daddy Incest Story Novels & Stories

I think for a second that he's not going to do it. But I'm dead wrong. Daddy shoves his cock into me from behind, his huge member breaking my virgin cunt in the roughest way imaginable. I scream out, the rush of pain in my tight hole forcing the air from my chest, as if Daddy fucDaddyt straight out of me. He holds his cock inside me, his hand coming up and grasping at my hair. Pulling my head back, Daddy sayDaddyo you want to fucked like a slut, huh?”

My knees gripped around his body as I tensed up. "FUUUCCKK DADDDDYYYY!!" I screamed as my clit started to cum inside of my thong. "You fucking whore!" my Daddy shouted at me. My clit pulsated as shot after shot of cum filled the inside of my thong. My hole clenched around Daddy's cock, and I moaned like a filthy whore. I was weak, and my body collapsed onto Daddy. His cock was still inside me as he pulled my head upwards. Daddy kissed me, and I weaky kissed him back.

I tell him. Daddy pushes into me hard. He begins cumming inside my ass. I can feel his hot wet seed in my ass. While he is still hard inside my ass, he fingers my pussy and makes me cum again. “That was so good, daddy,” I say.

] This message was followed by a cute emoji. Naomi stared at the screen and smiled. Mister Daddy really knew her. Then several messages popped up in the chat box. [Mister Daddy: You were so brave when spending a hundred million dollars to marry me. Why are you so timid now?] [Mister Daddy: No matter what happens in the future, I will be with you. Don’t believe those feudal superstitions! And please don’t give up. Do you hear me?] At this moment, Naomi suddenly recalled their first meeting.

“I’m going to split you wide open, stretch you full, you’re going to scream, for me to continue for me to stop, and even then I won’t stop, I’ll ravage your tiny holes because they are mine, just call me daddy, and my cock is yours” I clenched my eyes shut, my breath was ragged. Heavily turned on No, I had only one daddy. I was only soaking wet because I was ovulating, only Daddy Vincent could be my daddy, not Daniel. “You can’t touch me, daddy will put a gun into your dick…” I moaned, rubbing myself against his hardness some more. I angled my neck, so I could stare at his dark features. A smile broke out on my face, and then I started laughing, excitement stirring and pouring from my womb.

Ogling your best friend's dad is also a sin, Isadora. Slowly, he raised his head, piercing green eyes fixed on me as he pushed the glass door open. My eyes widened. I had been caught. I swallowed the lump in my throat, racking my head for an excuse when he spoke. "See something you like?" A grin spread on his beautiful cheeks; then and there, I knew that I would have sex with my best friend's father before the holidays were over.

"I never even touched you while we were dating. You never let me sleep with you; you refused to give your virginity to me. Then I found someone willing to satisfy the desires you wasted—Sienna was happy to serve me in bed. Unlike you, who always played hard to get. Are you mad because I chose her over you? It’s not funny, darling..." I wanted to spit in his face. Didn't he know how disgusting he sounded? "I’m actually grateful I saved my virginity from a piece of trash like you," I hissed, making him recoil for a second before he sneered. "You really are Elaine Vance. You finally admit it. Why are you so confident playing around with my Dad, hmm? Is it because you gave your virginity to him?

He poked inside her, and his two fingers were covered with clear discharge. He brought his two fluid-coated fingers up in front of her, his eyes full of enjoyment as he looked at the embarrassed Emma, “Look at this, my daughter, so stimulated by daddy that you’re soaking wet. You truly are a naughty daughter. How does it feel? Very stimulating, isn’t it?” Emma was horrified by his form of address. Her face went pale, and she instinctively slapped away his other hand that was trying to touch her, “I am not your daughter... you can’t call me that.”

I had lost my senses and could not comprehend anything apart from the pleasure. "Aaargh! You are so sweet, so tight." Daddy pulled out of me as I was still cumming and gushing my squirt out all over the bed. Under my dim and hazy gaze, I could see daddy jerk himself off once and twice and then he came all over my stomach, showering me with his cum. Nothing felt better. I had finally been fucked by daddy and although I had thought that one taste of daddy might satisfy me enough to let go of him, I realized right now that was a lie.

Breath ragged against his palm. He slowed. Edged me. Pulled out right when I was about to tip over. I sobbed—quiet, frustrated—hips pushing back chasing him. He pushed back in. Fucked me hard. Fast. “Beg,” he growled. “Please,” I gasped against his hand. “Please, Daddy, don’t stop.” He groaned. Thrust deeper. Fingers rubbing my clit fast. I came again. Hard. Body convulsing. Pussy spasming around him. Wetness soaking the sheets.