Novel & Cerita Daughter Seduces Daddy Stories

“I want to hear about how you and my daddy met each other.” “When you're older, I'll tell you.” I feign a smile, how I met Knox is a cute story but how things went downhill from there? Very inappropriate and so not bedtime story material. “But I like that story,” she whines, “Daddy tells me all the time. Damsel and the villian in the land of fire,” she says, trying to imitate the depth of his voice. “You're his damsel right?” she pauses, trying to confirm if I'm indeed the woman he tells her stories about but I'm in shock. This man has hated me for so long but he told his daughter stories about me? “He calls you damsel.” she points out.

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I ground down harder, shamelessly chasing every wet stroke of his tongue and every thrust of his fingers. My heavy tits bounced with every movement. Sweat slicked my skin. I could feel how soaked his face already was, how completely I was using him. Using him. My Uncle Jayden. My Daddy. “That’s it,” he growled against my pussy, the words muffled and filthy. “Fuck my face. Drown me in it. Show Daddy how desperate this little pussy is.” I did in a pace that rocked the bed frame. That rocked my world. That made me nothing but a slut for him.

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!

But now, I realized how naive I had been. “Go to hell,” I spat, turning on my heel and storming back to the doorway where my father was still waiting. Convincing me to go back home was an uphill battle, but my father was a master manipulator. He promised me everything—my credit cards, my car, even access to my trust fund. And as much as I hated myself for it, I eventually caved. It was not because I wanted his money, but because I wanted to show him that I wasn’t the helpless little girl he had tossed aside.

"you are so perfect Ava ,you just dont know how many times i have wanted to do this" My core throbbedonce more as his fingers stretched me sweetly . Nothing could beat this feeling . I let out a moan as his teeth gently nibbled my p*ssy lips . " just like that daddy" I screamed as his fingers thrusted in to me faster. "I need your d*ck please ". "beg for it Ava ,tell me you are my slut ". "i'm daddy's slut" "Good girl , now cum for daddy". The filthy wet sounds from my drenched p*ssy surprised me .

I fucked her through it, drawing out every aftershock until she was a trembling mess. I pulled out, flipping her onto her back again. I climbed over her, my cock hovering near her mouth. “Clean it,” I ordered. She obeyed immediately, taking me into her mouth, tasting herself on me. I groaned, my hand in her hair, guiding her slowly. “Good girl,” I murmured. “Such a good girl for Daddy.”

"He never did anything inappropriate. He never sent me any signals or...or touched me or tried to watch me naked or anything. He was just a perfect daddy like you've heard me say before. But I...God I saw him like other women see him for the first time, and I realized how badly I needed him. I don't know if subconsciously I had planned it, but when we went up the coast, I started to...be, uh, available to him, I guess. No, that's a lie too. I seduced him. I talked like a little slut, I got him going, turned his innocent father's touch into something much more intense. I moved his hands to where I wanted them. I slid against him and cuddled and rubbed on him as much as I could. And, eventuall

I needed him to ruin me, to claim me, to turn his innocent little stepdaughter into his personal cumslut. “Come here,” Daddy growled, grabbing my hand and pulling me up. He laid back on the bed, spreading his legs, his eyes dark with hunger. “You want Daddy’s cock, right?” I nodded frantically, almost desperately. It felt like if I didn’t answer fast enough, he might take it all away. I’d die if he stopped now. I’d been fantasizing about this for months — I couldn’t wait another second. “Use your words, baby girl,” he growled, voice low and dangerous.

He ruffled my hair like I was still a little kid and headed to the kitchen to grab a beer, whistling happily. I went back upstairs, my mind racing. Tomorrow afternoon. Dad would be home, his boss is visiting. That meant I probably wouldn’t be able to do any calls or filming… but at least Dad was in a great mood. Maybe this promotion would make him a little less strict eventually. I picked up my phone and saw a new W******p message from HotFantasy88. **HotFantasy88:** Account back up? Good girl. I can’t stop thinking about how that tight ass took that dildo. We’re definitely meeting soon, baby.