Daughter Sexy Novels & Stories

"I'll spend the rest of the picnic with Darius and Dimitri." "I'm sure they'll love that. Now take it off. Show me dem pant and bra." Faking a southern accent Damian tilts his head looking at her with a smirk. She slowly took of her top looking at them teasingly dropping it on the mat. Tucking her thumbs into her skirt, she stuck her tongue out to her lower lip giving moisture to it while looking at them kicking her skirt aside. In red laced pant with matching bra, she looks at them seductively, their eyes flickering between gold and black. She stalk away swaying her hips knowing she caught both beast and man in her act. Dipping waist down in the clear water she turn to them still lost in he

“If she really wasn’t dating a sugar daddy, then why isn’t her husband here?” “She’s so bitter and jealous of her own sister.” The whispers flew around. My hands clenched into fists. “Sister,” a voice called out. Turning around, it was Victoria. She was clad in a white cocktail gown, holding a glass of champagne. She looked beautiful and innocent as usual. “I’m so glad you came,” she said, smiling too hard that I thought her jaw would break. “Finally, we can settle our difference—" “I don’t want to hear it,” I snapped, cutting her off. “If you’re really sincere, then tell everyone the truth.”

She laughed yet not how they did and it was clear to see that she was the nice one, she replied back, "You're name. What's your name?" "Oh, it's," Stopping myself. I racked my head for anything that screamed out killers. But no, they seemed like relatively normal girls on a night out all glammed and dressed up. It seemed slightly worrying how instead of saving their money they decided to blow it on this. How were they even going to get back? My eyes wandering towards various drunk and passed out people that would eventually wake up when daylight hit. But none of them seemed even a bit drunk, looking back at her I managed a smile. "Alexis. My name is Alexis."

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

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.

"Welcome back, sister. We've been waiting for you to wake up." Here, in this family with no shared blood, I felt a warmth I hadn't known in years. I slowly sat up, feeling the strength returning to my body. "Mom," my voice was calm and firm, "from this day forward, Alessia Moretti is dead." "I am your daughter." The moment the words left my lips, I felt a sense of release I had never known. The girl who humbled herself for her family, the woman tormented by poison, the daughter wronged by her loved ones. She was dead.

** 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."

she says "I wish I didn't have to marry him if my mother wasn't the daughter of Hera I wouldn't have to but she is and my father is Hades so I have some of the powers of both My father and my grandmother and they want a strong Empress who has the blood of Hera so I have to I wish I could be with Soren because I love him" I say as I start crying Laguna walks up to me and hugs me. I'm just glad everyone else is in class so they don't see me crying

“Damn.” “Yes. And that’s just the beginning. I just…I’m tired of confining myself for them because at the end of the day it doesn’t matter to them. They would still love their biological daughter more and always choose her anyways. I just want to have fun tonight for the first time in my life.” Maya's eyes lit up. "Now that's what I'm talking about! Girls, I think our good girl is finally ready to walk on the wild side." "Oh, this calls for a celebration!" Sienna bounced in her seat. "Let's play truth or dare!"

Watching her was his obsession, plain and simple. Teresa, the young woman the world thought was his daughter, stood under the hot spray, her lithe, twenty two year old body glistening with water. Her long, dark hair clung to her olive skin, cascading down her back like a waterfall. She leaned against the tiled wall, one hand braced for support while her other hand dipped between her thighs. Her fingers circled her swollen clit slowly at first, then faster, her full breasts heaving with each breath. "Daddy, oh God, Don Moretti, please. I need your dick so badly. God daddy, I'm so fucked up. Your little girl wants your dick wrecking this pussy," she moaned, her voice echoing off the walls, cap