Daughter Sexually Attracted To Father Novels & Stories

However, she later discovered that her own body was asking for it so she, with tears on her eyes, actively sought out her father and got embroiled into an incestuous father-daughter relationship. Actually, just yesterday, her father did her behind, his hand covering her mouth while she was clutching on the sofa of the living room, her mother was in the kitchen cooking their dinner. The pleasure she felt that time was very much the same with what she would get in a four play. Her father came within four times. They did it raw. And she felt like dying because the shame of feeling so good to her own father's f*cking upped the sexual satisfaction.

Then he grasped her by the neck and dragged her over to her naked father who was still tied to the chair, and thrust her to her knees. I noticed her father's semi hard cock and how the teenager was instantly irritated and depressed by the sight. Her father got even more aroused with her staring at it. “Daddy, what are you doing?” She cried. “I can't control it, I am sorry you have to see this”. He replied shamefully. The girl couldn't believe it. She nearly fainted as she saw the pearled drop of pre-cum form at the tip of Dad's penis. “Looks like you excited your father, now lick your dad's cock,little one”.

“I'm just a bit… nervous in front of your dad.“ She managed a small smile. “Fine…. Daddy's presence can be suffocating at times.“ Then she patted my back gently. “Don't worry. You will get used to it.“ Yeah… maybe I don't want to get used to it. Maybe I liked the effect he had on me. The way he made my body tremble with just a single glance. The way he made my clit ache with just a sound of his voice. The way it seems like he was going to make me cum without even touching a strand of my hair yet. Father… Lord, save me. I rubbed my thighs together—trying to control the need inside me. How can I be lusting after a man who is over twice my age? My best friend's father. A married man! This doesn

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit incestuous content between an adult daughter and her father, including graphic descriptions of sexual acts, oral sex, virginity loss, and daddy kink elements. CHAPTER ONE "What is it, honey?" my father asked, and the hue of my cheek went from pink to red. "N-nothing, Daddy," I said and hurried back to my room. He caught me spying on him in the living room--err, not really spying, but watching him while I thought.

"No. I think a lot of daughters probably do stuff like this with their daddies. If both of them are okay with it, who would ever know?" "I guess I never thought about it like that." "I know my friend Amanda sucks her dad off sometimes. She told me about it. He won't do anything for her though, but she said she likes to suck him." I imagined Sasha's hot little raven haired friend sucking her father Ted's cock. It was a hot image, added to by the fact that my own daughter was stroking my dick again. Sasha straddled me, pinning my cock between her pussy and my belly. "My pussy wants your cock so bad, Daddy. But we can't fuck. I'm not even on the pill."

His grin grew sheepish and just as he averted his face to his other side, his eyes met the gaze of his beautiful daughter onward, engulfed in a black leather jacket, collar upturned to frame her face; looking as sexy as hell. In an instant, his libido began to fire for this woman just like how it used to whenever she was around him. He was used to this too, his manhood always standing at alert at just the thought of his daughter. It was so complicated. Many pretty ladies like his daughter out there were pleading and prepared to do absolutely anything just to have his dick buried bottomless in their vagina but strangely his dick yearns for his daughter, only his daughter. Liam forced his bulg

Dark, filthy, perfect peace. “I’m not lying, Julian,” she said quietly, her voice steady even as fresh tears prickled at the corners of her eyes. Not from sadness anymore. From release. “I’m done pretending. I’m with your father now. He’s the one who actually sees me. Who actually *wants* me. Who fucks me like I deserve to be fucked.” A strangled sound came through the speaker. “You’re sick. Both of you. This is fucked up, Bella. He’s my dad—”

I asked her many times, "Can you please put on some clothes and/or cover yourself up with a robe or something?" She would wave it off. She would just smile and tease me about it, saying: "It's okay to be turned on. You're a growing young man; it's ok to be attracted to your mother. It makes me feel good, a compliment of sorts, that I can make you, my son, hard. Since the turning, my body has been tightened in places." She goes on and shares, "Oh I guess I should share with you that your father and I have an 'Open' relationship within our marriage; hence the reason you don't see him too often."

"That's part of why we moved across the country when I got pregnant with you and August. We were in love and had no reason to stay and every reason to avoid discovery. So..you can understand why we might have a different view of your feelings towards your father. In our family, it seems to be a natural part of becoming an adult." "Oh my god," I said, "This makes so much sense. You never talked about your parents because they were also his parents. And you weren't roleplaying in the tent. Holy shit." She laughed again. "But let's leave my relationship with your father for a minute. It's time to talk about yours. You're strongly attracted to him, almost uncontrollably. And you love him, like I