Daughter Sex Stories Novels & Stories

** All characters are over 18 ** "Daddy?" My daughter, Sasha, said from my bedroom doorway. I opened my eyes to see her standing there, naked except for a pair of black cotton panties. Her generous breasts were defying gravity, as usual. Her tummy was flat perfection, her hips cocked to one side in a way only teenaged girls can manage. "Hi baby girl." I answered sleepily. "Can I climb in bed with you?" "Not with those panties on."

" Vera's arrogant laughter echoed through the interrogation room. Dad clutched his chest and collapsed. *** My parents seemed to age overnight. Mom couldn't handle losing both daughters. Her mind broke, and she was eventually admitted to a psychiatric facility. As for the thirty million Vera paid the kidnapper, her own accounts didn't have enough. So she stole Dad's company credentials and sold confidential client files. The company became a target overnight and was pushed to the edge of bankruptcy. Dad spent every day buried under calls, reporters, and pressure. In the end, he and Mom moved to the countryside to recover. After learning the truth, Tristan seemed broken in his own way. He bec

“Um, Astra shot you with lightning and she said Grant has powers! This is a big deal, Sarah!” “First, you’re not my dad. Don’t treat me like a child. I am well aware of the dangers of this.” I said cooly. “Second, what do you want me to do? Keep experimenting until I get the hang of it and hope it doesn’t kill me first?” “The exact opposite! I don’t want you to have this power at all!” Dax yelled. “This is who I am, Daxon! I am the daughter of a queen with powers and I will be the queen with my own abilities and people will always be after them! This is what it means to be with me! This is my life, so either get on board or get out!”

My parents moved here from the demon realm before I was born but I’ve visited often. Once the girls woke up I made them breakfast. “Thanks Dad! My Dad makes the best breakfast, huh Riley??” Aaliyah said and I tried not to react to her calling me her Dad which she hadn’t done until now. I didn’t mind it at all but it did catch me off guard. “Hm-mm cousin, he makes it almost as good as my mom,” Riley replied. After breakfast, I went to the backyard with the girls where they played and danced to music Riley selected.

she said, very quietly. No one answered. Good. Some names were safer that way. Outside, the day anchored itself to ordinary. Inside, Sasha counted her breath and held both stories at once—the one where she’d been a good daughter, and the one where she’d been a free woman—and waited to see which one would let go first.

"Baby, are you home?" No answer. The lock clicked and Damien was there. "Where's Lyra?" I asked immediately. He gave a lazy smirk. "How should I know? When Selene and I returned a few hours ago, she was not there. Perhaps she went in search of her mother who could not even bother to come home. I froze. "What are you talking about? She's eighteen, Damien. She's still a child." Leaning on the doorframe, he crossed his arms. “ like mother, like daughter,” he sneered. You vanish all night and come back like that, and now your daughter is gone. Real mother of the year."

I let out a grunt, trembling as she pulled on my nipple. I jerked, moving to the side, “ Aiii..” She rolled her lips, taking in all my juices. I felt my body quake like I was about to fall off the side. As I fell, she took it as an opportunity to push me face down and with a smack on my ass, she whispered by my ear, “ You are the slutty daughter! Bitch.”

My daughter, Lyra Dwyer, was the one who told me about Kael Dwyer's betrayal. She was only five years old, having just completed her pup initiation ceremony. That day, she came back and walked straight up to me. "Mom, Dad's wolf has been tainted by another she-wolf." I was polishing the ritual silverware; my hand paused for a heartbeat before I continued, "Don't talk nonsense, Lyra." "I'm not." She climbed onto the high stool, swinging her legs. "I saw him at the market outside the territory today. He was holding hands with a she-wolf. She had long black hair and was wearing a moon-white dress."

"Don't be afraid. Mommy is here. You're Mommy's precious girl. Don't believe them. You're not a bastard." "B-but…" Maeve shook her head in fear, and tears finally fell. "But the teacher said I'm an illegitimate child. Clarisse and Dotty said I'm an illegitimate child too… Daddy doesn't love me anymore…" I wiped the tears from her face and looked up at Jess, murderous fury burning in my eyes. "Jess, you've destroyed my daughter. I will never let you off." Jess didn't care in the slightest. Instead, she laughed. "Let me off? You should think about how you're going to save yourself first. Today is Clarisse's birthday party. You came here to make trouble and even tried to hit me and Clarisse. If

It is about to crystallize and make it clear to all of them, “She is nicknamed the Daughter of the Sun.” Shocked murmurs came at the name of their King, Daughter of the Sun! One of the legends of the ancients, they hear tales about which it is not known whether they are true or not. The daughter of the sun, which is a miniature sun that walks over the earth, has supernatural abilities to erase the impact of every area it enters, burn it to nothingness, concealing its trace, destroying any kind of witnesses that can tell about it. They say she lives alone without a partner in the lonely mountains until she dies,