Father And Son Erotica Novels & Stories

“Fucking you deep and hard while my son waits downstairs with the family. You’d take every inch like a good girl, wouldn’t you? Moaning for Daddy’s cock. Tell me how bad you want it.” “Yes…” I whispered aloud, my fingers moving faster. I curled them against that perfect spot inside me while my thumb rubbed tight, frantic circles over my clit. The fantasy felt so real, his strong hips snapping against my ass, one big hand fisted in my wet hair, the other gripping my hip hard enough to leave marks as he growled filthy things against my neck. “You’re mine now, Emily. This pussy belongs to me. Come for Daddy. Come like the dirty little slut you are for your boyfriend’s father.”

My stepfather approached first, older but still powerful, his cock thick and heavy as he pulled it out. “Your mother wants to see how well you serve the family,” he said, sliding his cock into my mouth while Cain positioned himself between my legs. Cain yanked the plug out and replaced it with his own massive cock, thrusting deep into my ass in one smooth stroke. I moaned around my stepfather’s shaft as they filled both my holes. The stretch was overwhelming—burning pleasure that made my eyes water. They fucked me in perfect rhythm. Cain pounding my ass with deep, brutal strokes while my stepfather fucked my throat. Mom watched from the side, fingers buried in her own pussy, moaning softly.

"You were so wild, so full of fight... I enjoyed every second of it." "You are... you are a monster!" I breathed out, horrified. "Monster?" He chuckled darkly. "I am a man who takes what he wants. And you... you were there, crying, vulnerable, ripe for the taking. Did you think your little boyfriend was the only Moretti who could have you?" "You are his father... How could you...?!"

“Please, daddy, fuck me. I need it so bad.” His free hand came up to cup my breast, pinching my nipple hard enough to make me yelp. The pain shot straight to my core, mixing with the pleasure in a way that made my knees weak. “Beg for it properly,” he demanded. “Tell me how bad you want your father-in-law’s cock stretching that sweet pussy.” My face burned with shame and arousal. This was wrong... soo fucking wrong. He was my husband’s father, for christ’s sake. But that only made it hotter.

She joined her father in a spectacular shared orgasm. For Eric, it was not merely the fantastic physical and visual stimulation that made this moment so incredible. It wasn't even the taboo of fucking his daughter—he hadn't ever wanted that to happen. He had long been turned on by the idea of anal sex. His ex had only allowed him to do it three times, and she had managed to ruin it for him each time.

“My youngest wife.” Youngest. The word landed heavier than it should have. The son looked at me then, truly looked. His gaze sharpened, assessing in a way that felt personal now. Not as a buyer. Not as a man appraising a body. But as a son confronting something he did not want to understand. “So young,” he said quietly. There was accusation in it. I said nothing. His father smiled faintly. “She is well suited.” Something flickered across the son’s face disapproval, perhaps, quickly masked.

Can’t breathe. Three elderly men writhe on my bed: Wrinkled skin, grey hair, bodies that should repulse me but don’t. Their holes gape at the camera, tight and pale, and my cock responds before my mind catches up. They are moaning my name like a prayer, cum spurting from their cocks. “You like it.” Father’s voice drips with satisfaction. Not a question, a statement. “You’ve always hated me for knowing.” I force my hand away from my cock. “Now you’re offering this? What do you want?”

I wasn't sure how I felt about that, but I couldn't deny the fact that every aspect of the father and daughter's steamy relationship was tweaking my hormones and making me incredibly horny. Another story I found was about a father who had taken something like a Viagra and then had an erection that was too strong. So his daughter ended up stepping in to help relieve him. That story was over the top sexy. She had to make him cum three times before he finally got soft! That story nearly made me have an orgasm just by reading it, without even touching myself. As I said, my father could write like a master!

He growled, pulling out a little so I could see it glistening before he pushed it back in, deep. "Yes, Daddy! Oh yes! I love your big fucking dick inside me!" I moaned as he groaned,grabbing my breast as they swayed on my chest. Then he squeezed, as he leaned over, planting a hard kiss on my lips. "That's right, baby girl, take Daddy's big cock. Oh those fucking tits..." he said as he slapped them, thrusting deeper and deeper, "mmm hell yeah, so gorgeous!" "Yes daddy, don't stop, don't fucking stop," I pleaded, feeling the tickle between my legs rising to an impossible hum.

Jax breathed, his voice rough and shaky like he was barely holding on. “She’s actually taking all of us.”Mike grunted as he pushed deeper, his cock sliding against the others. “It’s dripping everywhere, Kane. Look at this fucking mess.” His words sounded raw, almost amazed. Inside my head everything was a storm. Shame burned through me so strong I wanted to cry and hide, but at the same time this deep, needy ache kept growing. They're not just my dad's bestfriends but my bestfriends father. I felt disgusting for wanting it, for letting them use me like this, but I couldn’t stop my pussy from clenching and getting even wetter around them.