Dilf Stories Novels & Stories

She tried to pull away for a second to grab it properly but I locked my legs tight around her waist, grinding my dripping folds against hers even harder. “Do not you fucking stop rubbing your pussy on mine!” I snarled, my voice cracking with pure desperation while our clits kept smashing together in sloppy wet circles, sending sparks up my spine. Ara laughed all breathless and kept her hips moving in those dirty grinding rolls, holding the pressure on my clit as she dug inside the bag with one hand. She pulled out four thick realistic dildos, fat veiny shafts with heavy swinging balls at the base, all different thick sizes and looking so real they made my pussy flutter just seeing them.

The small room felt hot, and the air was thick with Emilia’s perfume as the women stared each other off. Emilia finally sighed and rolled her eyes. “What do you want?” She snapped again. Fixing her hair to look busy. Delilah raised the book. “I need to know. What inspired this book of yours? Tell me everything.” A knowing smile spread across her lips as she saw the book. Her eyes had a glassy, distant look like she was high on Mount Everest. “It came from my college days, Delilah. All the stories we’d hear about these whoring, loose girls screwing boys all over school, while acting like saints.

How would she say that she was dreaming about Raphael fucking her wetness with his fingers? “N-Nothing, dad. Just a random dream.” Her father’s gaze remained on Shaine for a minute before he nodded his head. She finally sighed in relief when her father bolted out her room. Although there was still a small uncertainty if her father believed in her reasoning, Shaine still tried to think there was nothing to worry about. However, she is completely unaware that Darius heard her moaning so loud. He thought there was something bad happening on her daughter until he heard Shaine moaning Raphael’s name… screaming that she wanted to be fucked hard by Raphael.

The silence shattered as Ralph's voice called out, "Where is she?" “Where is Elena?” Standing in front of Ralph, I opened my mouth to speak but the words died on my tongue as I couldn't hide the disappointment and frustration that weighed heavily on my face. I had to confess that the lady whom the detective described earlier wasn't Elena. A heavy silence fell between us as Ralph and my father gazed at me, trying to understand what might have happened to Elena.

She had tried speaking to her father about it and knowing the reason why but he wouldn't answer her. The thought wouldn't stop nagging at her and it kept her awake on one too many a nights. It didn't make sense no matter how she looked at it. The De Laton family was even known for their incestuous marriages so as to keep their bloodline pure ,so it didn't make sense. After many days of thinking it over, she decided to just let it go. At the end of the day, they were just going to be engaged, its not as though any of the two family heads actually brought up the word 'marriage' . Maybe there was a business they wanted to venture into together that needed this engagement facade to be put on dis

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Noah Thor explained everything to his wife who took every inch of what she heard with a bitter expression. "We have to let him get married to her or he will lose his life" His last words were like an arrow shot into her heart and she began to weep. Just when she thought that things were getting better and better they had already begun to collapse without her knowing. She finally agreed and that was how Silvia came into their home. When she was introduced to Dilan as his wife, Dilan confessed blatantly that she wasn't his wife. He only did that because though she seemed familiar to him and her image seemed to have connected to some pieces of the memories he still had intact. He had this stran

enough to make you drip? “Let’s take this off,” he said, pulling down the zip of my dress. A cold breeze kissed my liberated back, transporting me again to that night. My roommate was on her knees, a man’s erection was in her mouth while her hand played with another man’s…… And kneeling before her was another man whose mouth was feasting on her bosom whilst his hands stroked his erection. “Oh my God!!!!” I screamed, my things tumbling to the floor. Their heads turned to my direction yet neither of them stopped their disgraceful engagements except my roommate whose mouth made a pop sound as she pulled away from the man’s erection.

Elena's POV In the first year of our marriage, Lorenzo Moretti publicly announced that I wouldn't be the Donna of the Moretti family. Instead, he made me do the work of a maid for a dollar per task. I worked myself to the bone, injuring my back. On rainy days, I would shake from the pain. In the second year of our marriage, the Moretti family's casino in Lavergo opened, and I was called in to work as a dealer. I was paid five dollars a night.

Dominant Daddy (2) EMMA I sat with my three best friends at our favorite small cafe. It was Saturday afternoon. We were drinking cold juice and eating cakes. My friends were laughing and talking loudly about their husbands and boyfriends. I smiled and tried to look normal, but my mind was far away. I kept thinking about Daniel, his deep voice, his strong hands and the way he whispered “Daddy” to me. My pussy was getting wet again just remembering it. Lara started first. She was married for two years. “Girls, my husband fucked me so good last night. He lasted thirty minutes. I came twice. I feel so lucky.”