Dirty Daddy Stories Novels & Stories

She said. *********** Daniel and Sonia, as well as Valery were in the living room, seemingly having an argument. Suddenly, Valery threw a few shades of dirt at Sonia, in an attempt to initiate a fight, right in the presence of Daniel. Sonia flicked her clothes as if she wanted to get rid of the dirt from Valery and said calmly, "Miss Valery, calm down. You are pregnant right now. If you have a miscarriage, you will never be able to step foot in this world for the rest of your life."

We all met up in Zahra’s room since she was the only one who didn’t care if someone ate on the bed, while the rest of us hated even the littlest bit of dirt on our sheets. “So, what’s this new piece of gossip that’s got you so excited,” Our family dynamics were pretty simple to understand, Henrik and Ava preferred to seduce and steal, while Zahra and I preferred to do the dirty and logical work, neither team told the other what to do or how to do it and perhaps that’s why we all worked so well together.

I picked each of them up and turned them in my hand. All of them. Same hole. Same place. “No. No, no, no. This isn’t right.” I moved to the nightstand, grabbed the box, and upended it onto the bed. Empty wrappers spilled out, a few unopened ones still in the corner. I tore one free and held it to the light. Another hole. Every single condom we’d used had a hole punched clean through the foil. Wesley’s voice broke through, unsteady now. “Grace. What?”

The burn was intense, but the pain melted into filthy pleasure as he buried every inch. “Take it, whore. Take that dick in your shithole.” They started pounding her….. Ethan wrecking her ass, Jax skull-fucking her. Then they switched. Jax took her asshole while Ethan made her clean his cock straight from her ass, making her taste her own filth. She came hard, squirting messily onto the mat while both holes were used. But they weren’t satisfied yet. They flipped her onto her back and double-penetrated her properly. Jax lay down and yanked her on top, slamming into her cunt. Ethan mounted her from behind and forced his cock back into her already-stuffed asshole.

WARNING: This chapter contains hardcore taboo smut: stepdad fucking his stepdaughter while she's pretending to be a brainless bimbo. Lots of Daddy talk, gagging, spit, cumshots on fake tits, and pussy denial. If family roleplay or incest themes bother you even a little, do NOT read this. NOTE: SHE IS NOT UNDERAGED. DADDY'S ADULT TOY RICK'S POV The office was deserted as everyone else clocked out hours ago. I was the only one here, still in a meeting with investors.

What do I tell Mummy and Daddy when they come back? That the two babysitters they left me with — the two of Daddy’s best friends they trusted completely — made their own little princess cum so hard she was dripping everywhere? That they pumped all of their thick, hot cum all over her face and breasts while she begged for more like a desperate little slut? I was dirty now. Filthy. And they shouldn’t know yet. I lay on the bed, still naked, covered in their cum, my pussy still throbbing and leaking from how thoroughly they had used me.

I’m whimpering and moaning, pushing my ass back for more like the desperate whore he’s turning me into. He drags two thick fingers through my soaked folds, coating them in my slick arousal. “Listen to how wet you are. Blackmailed and bent over your boss’s desk, and your cunt is absolutely dripping.” He pushes both fingers deep inside me, pumping them roughly while the crop marks throb on my skin. The wet, obscene squelching sounds fill the office. He pulls his fingers out and brings them to my mouth from behind. “Clean them.” I suck greedily, tasting my own shameful wetness, moaning around his fingers while he watches.

The red light brothel was still lively and a few high-profiled billionaires strolled around the place with beautiful courtesans clinging like bloodsucking leeches to their arms. Boarded on an exclusive black elevator, Mort went down to Underground Zero. He traversed the empty, cold, and dim red hallway. When he arrived, the cold-blooded man opened the room. Vladimir's personal assistant covered in blood and sleeping, chained to the wooden star opened up to him. From the dim corner, Mort stepped into the chair opposite the traitor's PA and sit, waiting for the man to wake up.

"Faster make me cum on pineapple then you can lick it clean after." He sped up, wrist snapping, the wet squelching sounds filling the room, obscene and hilarious at the same time. I laughed through a moan, grabbing his hair, yanking his head up. "Look at me while you fuck me with fruit. See how much I love making you do dirty shit?" His eyes were wild, pupils blown, cheeks flushed. "I see it. Fuck… I love it too. Cum for me… cum on this stupid thing."