Dilf Novels & Stories

Email from: D Subject: You’re gonna want this Attachment: /DECRYPTED_LIST.p*f D stood for Dutsy, or Dusty or whatever the guy’s name was. It was just an email. No dead body in it, no blood—just 241 kilobytes of digital poison. I clicked before my hands could remember how to shake.

Lila stretched, feeling the faint soreness between her legs and the sticky remnants of his cum still inside her. She slipped on a tiny silk robe that barely covered her ass and went downstairs. Damien was in the kitchen, shirtless in gray sweatpants, making coffee. The moment he saw her, his eyes darkened with fresh hunger. “Morning,” he said, voice low and rough. “Sleep well?” Lila blushed, walking over to him. “I… barely slept. Someone kept me up most of the night.” Damien set the coffee mug down and pulled her against him, his large hands sliding under her robe to squeeze her bare ass.

“Please, Daddy. Please let me cum. I’ll be good. I’ll never tease you again-” “Keep going.” My thighs were burning. My voice broke. I was whining. Panting. Grinding in circles, trying so hard not to fall apart. “Look at you,” he whispered. “Wrecked just from my thigh. Do you know how filthy that is?” “I love it,” I moaned. “I love Daddy’s thigh…please…” “Say it again.” “I love your thigh…please let me cum…I’m so close-” He dragged me forward again, my slick soaking through the denim now.

as the dildo came out a little further. "It seems you've made a bit of a mess," she said. And then the dildo was out and I felt such relief that I came right then and there! Mom held the dildo up and I saw the 3 inch streak of brown caked from the head down its sids. My heart fluttered. I had never shit on a dick before! Of course, I've never had such a large phallus lodged up my butt all night, either.

She felt entirely reduced to a line item, a piece of property trapped inside a beautiful glass vault. A quiet, high-frequency chime vibrated against the mattress. Penelope reached out with a numb hand, picking up her personal device. The screen didn't display an unknown number; instead, an automated decryption matrix flashed across the interface, revealing a secure, private text channel that bypassed the standard Apex security grid. The message was from Dilan Vaelis:

DARWIN'S POV Ding! Ding! Ding! The director's phone dialed the security department's number, as he put it to his ear. “Hello, good morning.” “Good morning, sir. I'm calling from the sports department. Is this the security departments” “Yes sir. How can I help you?” “I'm trying to access the CCTV footage in the sports dressing room. How do I go about it?” There was a brief pause. “Oh, that camera, sir? I'm sorry, but it's faulty. I've already filed a complaint with the maintenance department.”

Rain was pouring heavily, leaving some loose strands of hair dangling around her drenched face. Her black converse bonnet is soaking wet and it felt so frore on her head. Calming herself, she listened to the voice in her head, having no other options for help. The creature before her kept grunting as if speaking in a language she doesn't understand. "Now Luna, orcs are VERY dumb. All you need to do is repeat after me, and by my signal you should sprint to the direction I told you—to that dark alleyway."

He asked again. Alex didn't reply, he was eyeing a guy who had walked over to Amanda. "Who's that guy?" Alex asked Martins. Martins followed Alex's eyes and saw who he was referring to. "Oh, that's Jeff Dunson. One thing you should know is he's a major player," Martins said. "And if he's talking to your girl, it only means he's interested in her."

I didn't kiss a guy for 5 years I'm pretty nervous. And then he touches my lips and it's going automatically. I get lost and almost forget where we are when suddenly the bathroom door opens and I remember Defne in it. I immediately let go of his lips and get into Deniz room before she gets out. "Vay, vay, vay, eniste!" Defne playfully adds in Turkish saying wow three times and uncle to Hudson. Eniste is used in Turkish as the husband of the sister or an aunt. I guess she heard us. They both laugh and I hear their steps going downstairs.

she said as she approached us. “Then what is this, what is going on, who are you, how did we get here?” said James hurriedly. “Calm down boy, but first I will tell you how you got here.” She explained to us that we were about to be killed by a dimensional terrorist, named Drell. He used a transporter to send us into a vacuum, to rid us without a trace, and because of their information, they were able to get to us before we shifted or, for our understanding, before we died.