Erotic Daddy Stories Novels & Stories

Petrov trailed his hand back to the boy's puckered hole as he asked, "Do you usually watch p**n or just use your imagination when you jerk off?" Tim jerked a little as Petrov trailed a finger over his asshole, but answered honestly, "I usually watch p**n or read erotic stories, doctor." Petrov smiled as he replied, "That's good to hear, Tim. An erotic story can be much more descriptive than a p**n scene. Most young boys can't get enough p**n and it's nice when a young man takes the time to read a good erotic story. Which websites do you prefer for your stories?"

Warning: This book series has lots of steamy scenes and you are in for a hot thrilling ride. Blurb “I will mark every inch of your body, gag and pin you while filling you up with my c*m and watching you writhe in pleasure under me. Something I am sure that loser could never do.” He smirked. ** ** ** Still reeling from the humiliation of a horrible break up from her ex and her parents’ divorce, Isadora Kingsford decides to stay with her best friend over the holidays just to get over the hurt however what she didn't prepare for was lusting after Tristan Kavanaugh—her best friend’s sinfully attractive father.

“Fuck me, Daddy. Claim me. Your cock feels so good—better than my fantasies. So much thicker. So deep. I touched myself so many times thinking about this exact moment. About you catching me and punishing me just like this.” “Fuck,” he groaned, the sound raw. He fucked me harder, the brutal pace making my tits bounce under the lace. Sweat beaded on his chest. His breathing was ragged against my neck. “You’re a filthy little slut for this. My stepdaughter spreading her legs in my bed, telling me she wants me to claim her pussy, her mouth, her tight little ass. You want Daddy’s cock in your mouth? Want me to fuck your throat until you choke and drool all over yourself?” He slammed in deep and h

The Jogging Quickie (5) I was in this gorgeous man's sauna on my knees, rocking over the first few inches of his cock, and I felt unbelievably sexy doing it. "That's a good little pet. That's Daddy's perfect cocksucker." He called himself Daddy again, and the word hit me like a jolt. My cock twitched instantly. He wanted this roleplay just as much as I did. "Yes, Daddy. I love this cock. I want all of it. You make me so fucking horny."

He fucked me like he’d been holding back for weeks…hard, deep and relentless. “Fuck… yes… right there!” I cried out, legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him even deeper. Bruce leaned down, sucking hard on my neck while his hips snapped forward again and again. “You like that? You like getting fucked by your friend’s dad?” he whispered hotly against my ear, his fingers never stopping on my clit. “Such a naughty girl… creaming all over my cock.” I moaned even louder, the dirty words pushing me closer to the edge. “Yes… oh fuck, Bruce… I love it… harder!”

They all came knocking. It wasn't enough. The pleasure, the taboo, the satisfaction. It gave her too much of a rush. Daddy was the stuff of erotica book boyfriends. Brutal. Ruthless. Sinfully good at fucking. “Please,” The word tore out of her before she could stop it. “Please, Bill. Daddy, harder. Make it hurt. Make my pussy hurt more. Fuck harder, damn it," she succumbed, clutching a cushion to brace herself.

I was very angry at him for even staying away from me ABIT, "Daddy please finger fuck me. His large hand grabbed my breast,my nipple instantly painfully hard and pointed for his revenous glare,under different circumstances, I know I should be mortified and embarrassed that my boss was seeing me in this state ,My nakedness on full display. His hand now held my breast,his touch turning momentarily gentle caressing the soft curve of it. A sharp breathless mourn escaped from my throat . Immediately his mouth descended on my nipples ,sucking with powerful intent,playfully biting and flicking with his tongue,a dizzying whirlwind of sensation. He freed one nipple with a slurp and immediately grabbe

He jumped at her touch, and she pulled at his pants. Suddenly, in a swift gesture, he took off her tshirt and sweater. She shook herself out her bra, and he leaned down to lick the puckering pink nipple. She was flooded with warmth and could feel herself getting wet. She’d been saving herself for a special occasion and a special man, but her body screamed instead, now, now, now. His lips were circling her nipples, while his leg spread her thighs wide so that she could ride against him. She rubbed herself against his leg, grinding against him, using the desk as leverage to find a place she wanted to reach, if only, if only….She wanted to touch him. She reached out to feel his cock and they bo

The force sends our bodies nudging, with his cock assaulting my slit. “Not now, darling.” He bends me over and palms the back of my head, trapping it to the bed. “Daddy likes what he sees.” And daddy takes it. Without hesitation, he runs the tip of his cock around my swollen cunt, teases for a short while, and rams in. Hot as coal! “Oh… god!” I cry, visible veins popping along my strained neck. I wriggle, finding freedom that refuses to come. Desperate and in deep torture, I bite down on the bed sheet, holding back the deep cry that pours out of my soul. My nails dig into the sheets while the second hand continues to fondle my breasts.

The old man sat beside him on the garden bench, he too, had a glass of wine in his hand. “I will not ask you what it is, I know you can handle that since you're old enough.” “Maybe, I was just pressured, with the upcoming election and the wedding, it’s stressing the hell out of me.” He lied. Of course, he’s not going to tell his father that he’s been fantasizing about a woman who works as a stripper, that’s just so embarrassing. Who in their right mind wanted to fuck a dirty woman? “It’s not about a woman?” he suddenly asked.