Father And Son Erotica の小説・ストーリー

I no longer cared that he was my father or that Eric was walking around and knew what we were doing. All I wanted was for him to plunge back into my thirsty pussy. "Dad, FUCK ME! Please, Dad. Put it back in me, PLEASE!" My father slammed his cock back into me. I thought my pussy was going to explode. I knew we were coming close to my orgasm as my father was pounding me with no regard. I was looking at the door when Eric walked by while my pussy was being destroyed. My tits were bouncing with every thrust. Eric took a step back to the doorway. I could see him looking directly into my eyes. At this moment, my pussy exploded. "FUCK, DAD! KEEP GOING! I'M CUMMING!" My moans were loud and obnoxiou

The other just laughed, still completely spent. “You two’s fuckplay has fired me up,” Father growled, and grabbed his wife by the throat, forcing her to bend backwards over the counter, “though I prefer the front hole.” And he plunged in, rough and bestial. Jon couldn’t tear himself away. It was an erotic car wreck. There was a dark hilarity in watching a parent you despise get hate-fucked. Still, there was something fundamentally wrong about watching family members having sex. Okay, it was a natural biological urge everyone indulged in, but his instincts revolted at the sight of his parents below.

“Oh my god, Adrian—Daddy—shut the fuck up! You think that’s funny? your son—was right there, banging on the door while you fucked me. What if he heard us in the shower? What if he pushed in and saw me like this—naked, marked up, pussy swollen from your cock? Fuck, he’d lose his shit, call me a cheating whore, and you’d be the one explaining why his girlfriend’s dripping his father’s load! But shit… the way you sent him away like it was nothing… god, that’s hot as hell. You’re such a bastard, but I love it—now what? “Or maybe… Daddy, you should fuck me one more time right here—hard and quick—so I can feel your cum gushing out while I text Lucian back and tell him I’m ‘fine.’ Make me your naug

A low, deep laugh rumbled through him, “such a little whore, that you are.” Rather than being offended, I found it amusing and chuckled, “I love fucking you.” “Tasting your cunt was wrong, but it makes it all the more exciting. Go to bed before Logan begins to suspect.” I went to grab my lingerie and walk into the house, a huge smile spread across my face. I’ve finally fucked Dante, my father’s best friend and my boyfriend’s father. Sex with him was all shades of forbidden, but like he had said, it makes it all the more exciting.

Father Marcus laid her on her back and fucked her in a mating press, her legs pushed back to her ears, his thirteen inches driving so deep she felt him in her stomach, his weight pressing down on her, trapping her, claiming her completely. Father Thomas made love to her slowly, gently, their bodies moving together in rhythm while he whispered praise about how beautifully she'd produced, how perfectly she'd served, how blessed they were to have her. Father Joseph took her ass while she was on all fours, his fifteen inches stretching her impossibly, his hand in her hair yanking her head back, making her arch, making her take every brutal inch while he called her his perfect holy slut.

I opened my eyes and looked down. I was so swollen and wet from this unexplainable intensity of pain and pleasure. As I thrust myself with my right fingers, my left hand moved inside my thighs and reached for my clit, rubbing it and drawing imaginary circles around it. "Oh, shit. This is so good," I whispered, closing my eyes. What the hell was I thinking again? I was fantasizing about my father. He's my father! However, he was too attractive to bear any resemblance. He's 33, yet he resembled a 20-year-old version of Eros.

“Please fuck me deep and slow at first, Daddy. I surrender completely to you. I need your cock more than I need my old life. Ruin me one last time before your son comes home.” He started thrusting with long, powerful strokes. The sex felt intense and full of real emotion. Every movement made me feel claimed in the deepest way. “You are my dirty little secret,” he groaned while holding me close. “My son’s ex-girlfriend begging for her stepfather’s cock. Does knowing how wrong this is make you wetter?” I dug my nails into his back and cried out. “Yes, it does, Daddy. It makes me so wet. Please do not stop. I need this taboo relationship. I am addicted to the way you make me feel.”

He fucked me through it, harder, chasing his own release. “Where do you want it?” he rasped, voice strained. “Tell me, little lamb.” “Inside,” I gasped the moment he lifted his hand from my mouth. “Please, Father… fill me again. Breed your sinful girl.” With a guttural roar, Father Elias slammed into me one final time and exploded. Hot, thick ropes of cum flooded my pussy, pulse after pulse, so much that it overflowed immediately, dripping down my thighs in creamy rivulets. He kept grinding deep, making sure every drop stayed as deep as possible.

The vibration made him thrust harder. He pulled out after a few minutes. Strings of spit connected my lips to his cock. "Stand up and bend over the altar," he ordered. I turned and leaned forward. My hands gripped the edge of the altar. My ass pushed out. Father Jake moved behind me. He spread my cheeks with both hands. His thumbs pulled me open. Cool air hit my wet pussy and tight asshole. "Look at this dripping cunt," he said. "Still full of your husband's cum."

She bit her lip hard, hands gripping the sheets, but every thrust forced little broken moans out of her. Her tits bounced with each powerful snap of his hips. My father leaned down, sucking on her nipples while he fucked her harder, whispering more filthy praise against her skin. “You’re such a good little slut for me… creaming all over my cock while my daughter sleeps down the hall.” I couldn’t breathe. But the worst part — the part that made shame burn through me — was that I was getting wet. My pussy throbbed as I watched them. My father’s strong body moving over Lila, the way she was taking him so deep, the wet sounds of their bodies slapping together. It was wrong. So fucking wrong.