Father And Son Erotica の小説・ストーリー

My eyes darted to the door, noticing a presence by it—Jason’s Father stood there stroking his cock, his palm rolling precum across the tip. “He’s… he’s by the door,” I stuttered, my senses crisscrossing. Jason never fucked me like this before—he used his Father’s cum still dripping out of my pussy as lube to fuck me even harder. “Let him watch. Let’s see if I can fuck you better than he did. He’s tasted this pussy, hasn’t he? Let’s see if he watches how well I fuck too. How good my dick can make you feel.” Another loud moan slipped from my lips as Jason pounded me harder. His Father stepped closer, towering above me as he shoved his cock down my throat, battering through it ruthlessly.

“Oh no… call me Papa Sylver. My son is already calling your mother Mama. It would be unfair to me, don’t you think?” “Huh?” she repeated like an idiot. “Papa… let’s give her a few more days. It took a while before I can get her to kick the Señorito from my name.” His father was watching Eric indulgently, and she noticed this. When his eyes went back to her, his smiling eyes deepened, and they seemed to get moist a little bit. “Let me hug you, girl, for a moment.” Stunned, she let Eric push her toward his father. And in the next moment, she was enveloped in his warm embrace. He smelled of expensive cologne that was just right for fathers, and clean sweat. She decided that she liked how he sme

I rolled my eyes, breathing heavily. “You have been craving daddy’s cock?” He growled. “Now have it all.” “Yes daddy.” I cried. “Fuck me hard.” He caused under his breath and slammed in again and again. “Look at you….. stretched in my mercy, ready for whatever I have to offer.” I exhaled with a sharp nod. “That’s how I like it, baby. Bold. Fearless and sexy. He kept digging, each thrust deeper than the order. And then I felt it, my orgasm building and crashing through me all at once.

"I read it too Daddy, where it talks about incest, about love between fathers and daughters." "Why have you been surfing internet incest sites? Reading stories about fathers making love with their daughters, watching forbidden videos," I demanded. "How come you always get an erection every time I'm around you now?" I continued to pound at him, my legs now spread, exposing myself fully to his nervous looks. "But Steff," he protested. "Yes even now," I insisted, my hand sliding under his robe and grasping his thick cock. "Fuck me Daddy, please fuck me," I cried as I moved on top of him, straddling him as he sat, his long pole now leaping upwards as I spread his robe.

to the door. Then I carefully sat across from him. I noticed him looking me up and down. I squeezed my legs together, fearful that the evidence of my arousal might be coating my inner thighs if I wasn’t careful. At that moment I silently chastised myself. A wave of guilt washed over me. After all, I was here to purge myself of these feelings, not relish in them. The Father finished his phone call and seemed to look me over for a moment before he started. “You’re right on time. Sexual thoughts and masturbation are quite normal, Megan. However, what you described to me seems perhaps an unhealthy interest in sex. Prurient in the most sinful of ways. This can lead to further fornication and pro

I was sprawled on my bed, scrolling through my phone, trying to ignore the fact that my brain was, as usual, replaying the latest Gabriel dream. Yeah, that Gabriel. My dad's best friend. The one who haunted my sleep with those ridiculously handsome smiles and touches that felt so real, I'd wake up all flustered and confused. He was, like, thirty-something, noble, always dressed sharp, and totally off-limits. My forbidden fantasy. My secret obsession since I was, like, fifteen. "Coming!" I yelled back, shoving the embarrassing thoughts away. Gotta act normal. Always normal. I trudged downstairs. Dad was already there, looking a bit nervous, which was weird. Mom was practically bouncing. "Sit

"I'm your slut! I'm your cock-slut, Daddy!" I was getting close. The tightness of his ass, the visual of us fucking next to his father, the sheer naughtiness of it all—it was too much. "I'm gonna come," I growled. "Inside you. I'm going to fill you up right here." "Yes! Please! Breed me, Daddy!" I slammed into him one last time and exploded. I came hard, pulsing deep inside his ass. I didn't pull out. I just held him there, pinning him against the couch, while I emptied myself into him.