Daddy Incest Story Novels & Stories

He plays with my hair while i lick and suck him like a lollipop until I push him into his own climax after which i lick him completely clean. I fall on top of him and we both close our eyes for a moment both with a huge grin on our faces... "Daddy?......can i call you daddy or Riley Daddy?" "Girl you are going to be the death of me....but....i like Daddy Riley but only you can and may call me that and when we are alone! ok!" "Yes Daddy!" "Good girl!" After some time we fell asleep in each other's arms. 2 hours later Riley wakes me up with a sweet juicy kiss on my lips and I open my eyes to the most gorgeous man I've ever met in my life!!.

Then he licked the blood off my inner thighs and pussy lips from my broken hymen, soothing every last twinge of pain away as I moaned. Daddy was up and kissing me at the same time he shoved that fat dick back into me. His words, the fact that his tongue probed my mouth, making me taste my pussy and blood, had my orgasm exploding out of me faster than I could even comprehend. It came out of nowhere, claiming me just like my daddy was. “Oh yes! Fuck me, Daddy. Fill me up.” “I’m going to fill you up with so much of my thick, hot cum it’s going to be dripping out of you for days. You’ll always remember where Daddy was.”

He sits close, touching his body to mine, and I feel we are rubbing against each other in this spacious car. He placed his hand on my thigh, and I brushed it away. "Are you embarrassed?" Henry teased. "No." "I understand that you're inexperienced, Daphne. Or you still can't get over your asshole lover rotting in prison?" Henry's question made me realize that he had gotten information about me from my father. I was so upset and angry that I could only growl.

Our bodies were covered in sweat and I also wet the bedsheet. ’S…sorry…” I was panting hard, but he was just thrusting, ignoring the mess I had created. The voice of body slap was so loud, and it was roaring in his room. If Daddy was at home, he must have heard us. “Uncle…” I hissed, he again bit my nipples and I felt his warm seed inside me. He laid on me sprouting his seeds inside me, I felt something leaving from my core, he was still inside me.

"I never realised my own daughter was such a fucking whore. Let me feel those tits." He pulled and pinched her tits as she rode him harder. Neither one of them could speak any more. They were both panting hard as their incestuous fuck got faster and faster. Finally Gretchen grinded her clit against her daddy and cried out as she had her second orgasm from her daddy's cock. This time he couldn't resist the quivering cunt around his shaft and he grunted out loud as he started shooting his cum right into his daughter's womb. Gretchen collapsed on top of daddy and they lay like that for a few minutes, daddy's cock in Gretchen's cunt, catching their breath. "Gretchen," daddy said and kissed her d

I could feel it in his tight muscles, in the way his cock got bigger in my mouth. “The deal is off,” Ivan suddenly yelled, reaching for the door. “Sit down, Ivan,” Daddy’s voice was a low, dangerous growl. “The deal is not off. We’re just… making it final.” With a loud, dirty groan, Daddy came, his hot cum flooding my mouth. I swallowed fast, my own dick hurting so bad, needing to cum. Ivan watched, his eyes narrow, as Daddy zipped up his pants. “You are a weird man, Don Moretti,” he said, his voice full of hate.

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.

I cried out. “Yeah? You like when I fuck you like this?” He pounded me mercilessly, his muscular body slamming down on me. Sweat dripped from his chest onto my tits. “This pussy is mine now. Every time your sister leaves the house, I’m coming to fill you up. Understand?” “Yes, Daddy,” I moaned without thinking. His eyes flashed with pure lust. “Say it again.” “Daddy… please fuck me harder, Daddy!” Zion lost control. He fucked me like a wild animal, choking me lightly with one hand while destroying my pussy. I came again, screaming his name, my whole body convulsing underneath him.

One hand snaked around to choke me lightly, the other rubbing my clit. "You're gonna cum on my cock again, you filthy whore. Give it to me. All of it." And I did, screaming his name... Daddy, as stars exploded behind my eyes. But we weren't done. He pulled out, his cock glistening, and stood up, pulling me to my knees. "Suck it. Clean your mess off Daddy's cock."

"I read it too Daddy, where it talks about incest, about love between fathers and daughters." "Why have you been surfing internet incest sites? Reading stories about fathers making love with their daughters, watching forbidden videos," I demanded. "How come you always get an erection every time I'm around you now?" I continued to pound at him, my legs now spread, exposing myself fully to his nervous looks. "But Steff," he protested. "Yes even now," I insisted, my hand sliding under his robe and grasping his thick cock. "Fuck me Daddy, please fuck me," I cried as I moved on top of him, straddling him as he sat, his long pole now leaping upwards as I spread his robe.