Novel & Cerita Daughter Sex Stories

“The Miami project has been losing money for three months. I will go there and fix it.” In my past life, my father took the trust fund my mother left me, and all of it ended up in Seraphina's pocket. When things got bad, I asked her for fifty thousand dollars. She laughed and transferred thirty thousand with a note that said her sister loved her. I learned my lesson, and I refused to make the same mistake again.

I tell him and laugh, and I see Beta Thomas' eyes go black. “Thomas, what is happening?” Dad asks him, and Thomas looks at him. “It seems that Jaxon have a sexual relationship with my daughter for some time now. Only this morning, he was so rough on her, ignoring her cries to stop. So she left bleeding heavily, collapsing on her way home.” Beta Thomas tells Dad, who remains completely silent from shock. “Beta, with all reason, Lily wanted it. She wants to be my Mate, and I might let her become that. Despite of what Ayla did.” I tell them, and William beat me again.

Was that what Dax told her? Dax sighed just as he stepped forward as he spoke. “I said she was Dave’s kid sister.” “Same thing. She is a kid who’s just about to start uni.” The woman argued and I let out a scoff of disbelief, already hating this woman. She was everything I wasn’t yet. She was clearly more grown up than I am, and she was certainly experienced in every aspect of life. She is also very beautiful and curvy, just like the other girls Dax used to fuck.

Lucian gently squeezed my hand, silently urging me to let go, to embrace the healing we were all stepping into. The morning unfolded in quiet laughter and stories. My father told the girls about silly childhood adventures, about my stubborn streak, and about the lessons he hoped they would carry forward. The girls asked questions—some profound, some innocent, all sincere. Aria asked about courage, Arianna about love, and Arian about kindness. Each time, I watched my father answer with thoughtfulness, his words carrying the weight of experience tempered by newfound humility. And as I listened, I realized something remarkable: we were all learning from each other, even after years apart.

Those were the words she had always used on me. Suri had been in a terrible mood lately because she was unable to attend school and was deeply humiliated. Worst of all, without school, where was she supposed to bully others or extort money? She stomped her foot and screamed, "Why won’t you give it to me?! If you can’t afford me, why did you even give birth to me?! You old hag, why don’t you just die? All the money in this house belongs to me!" Hearing her beloved daughter tell her to die, Mom nearly fainted from shock. She thought about all the humiliation she had endured begging for Suri’s schooling and all the money she had spent, only for this ungrateful child to curse her over allowance.

Alexander ~•~ I stood there watching Abby tremble on the bench, my cum slowly leaking from her swollen pussy, and something inside me finally broke wide open. For years I had buried it. The way her laugh lit up my daughter’s dorm room whenever I dropped off takeout. The way her sundress hugged her hips during backyard barbecues. The quiet, guilty glances I stole when she bent over to pick up something from the floor.

What more did she want from me? My father, Brian Larson, sat by the side of the bed and sighed. "We spoiled her too much. I knew we shouldn't have kept her from the beginning. The fortune teller said that only Summer would bring us luck and that Sienna would only cause us misfortunes. If we had abandoned or killed her when she was born, things would've been much easier. My father's expression was so murderous that I truly believed that if I were there next to him, he would have choked me to death.

"Elena, please. You have to understand." I jerked away from his touch as if it burned. "Understand what? Understand that you've been lying to me for months? Understand that you've been spending your savings on another child while our daughter is here dying? Is that what you want me to understand?" "I never meant for this to happen," he said, and for a moment, I saw genuine remorse in his eyes. The child's father is my friend Seth, whom you also know about, he assigned me to take care of his daughter since he is out of town.

may I hold her? Alexander: It won't be long, Dada. Angel hasn't had the chance to hold her yet, just as I haven't held my son yet. You know it's important for bonding. Drake: Yes, you're right... I thought she had held her... Alexander gently placed my little princess on the bed to take Xavier. Once he'd done that, I held my daughter close to my heart, inhaling her baby scent. The little one twisted her tiny fingers in my hair, and I gently kissed her little cheek. Her skin was soft and warm. I felt so much joy in my heart holding my little one against me; it was truly miraculous. Then, I let my father take my daughter while Xander let his mother and father take our son.