Father Daughter Erotica Novels & Stories

She pulled away from the kiss, looked at her daddy straight in the eyes as she stood up in front him and removed her shirt. I quickly moved behind her and started pulling down her panties. The rush I felt from knowing that I was presenting my daughter's vagina to her father, permitting them to engage in the disgustingly beautiful, sexually perverted incestual act of love between a father and his daughter. She straddled him and I grabbed his cock and pointed it to her soaking wet tight little virgin cunt. She slowly started pushing down His cockhead parted and stretched her tight lips as he started entering her.

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 father groaned as he rubbed my tits and pinched my nipples. I was too frustrated to care anymore. "Daddy, don't worry about trying to cum in my pussy! Just fuck me as hard as you can! Fuck your sexy little slut of a daughter!" I screamed, pressing his hands harder into my tits and then pulling his face close to mine, kissing him hard on the lips. I didn't care if it was wrong to be fucking my father, I was too horny to even pay attention. Now all I wanted was to be fucked by a nice cock. Our tongues swirled in each other's mouths as my father now began touching my body. He groped my lithe body and continued pounding in and out of my tight pussy. "Oh fuck!" I moaned as he took one of my ni

“But he’s not invincible. Stay back, Sophie. Protect the girls. Watch for openings.” Darius’s smirk returned as he gestured toward the scattered papers. “Curiosity… greed… desperation. All human traits. Your father had them. And so do you.” He moved closer, and my stomach sank. “What does he want from us?” I whispered, voice trembling. Lucian caught my hand, grounding me. “Not just from us… from your father’s past. He wants something Dad protected. Something powerful. And he believes you have the key.” Darius suddenly lunged again, faster this time, aiming to grab one of the envelopes containing my father’s most sensitive documents. Lucian intercepted, and the struggle became a blur of motio

What more did she want from me? My father, Brian Larson, sat by the side of the bed and sighed. "We spoiled her too much. I knew we shouldn't have kept her from the beginning. The fortune teller said that only Summer would bring us luck and that Sienna would only cause us misfortunes. If we had abandoned or killed her when she was born, things would've been much easier. My father's expression was so murderous that I truly believed that if I were there next to him, he would have choked me to death.

Every cloud that had fuzzed her mind, blocked her thoughts and made it hard to think, all the wicked horniness that made her suck off a family friend and eat a librarian's pussy in front of her boss, the nasty, sexy arousal that pushed her into the arms of her father, so she could be filled with that same cum that made her, all of that blasted through her along with her father's cum. "Ohhhh my FUCKING GOOOOOODDDDD!! DAAAAAADDDDDDYYYYYYYYYYY! AAAAGGGHHHHHHH!" Kitty screamed at the top of her lungs as the greatest orgasm of her life, by miles, ripped through her small body. She shook and squirted, writhed and scratched, nearly insensate, lost in the orgasm. Her back arched hard, pressing her b

He tells me, watching as I obey his command. "Yes, Yes, please use me," I chant, desperate for his touch. "Spread your legs for me, baby. And you have to be quiet. Unless you want your father finding out that his best friend has been fucking his daughter like the filthy whore she is." He smiles, taunting me. "Yes, sir." I was so desperate for any form of contact from him, that I'd forget about how he had been ignoring me.

“That’s what makes this so sweet. My innocent daughter believes her dearest friend would never spread her legs for me. But we both know the truth. You’re addicted to Daddy’s cock now.” He curled his fingers, stroking that spongy spot inside her until her knees buckled. Elara moaned brokenly, pushing back onto his hand like a whore in heat. Her juices ran down his wrist and dripped onto the polished floor. The portraits along the upper shelves leaned forward, painted eyes gleaming with voyeuristic delight. One stern matron whispered loudly, “Filthy girl. Fucking herself on her best friend’s father’s fingers while she lies through her teeth.”

Her lips find his, and they kiss with a fiery passion, their tongues dancing together in a heated tango. As they continue to kiss, Ana feels her father's hands roaming down her body, squeezing and caressing her breasts. She moans against his lips as his fingers find her wetness, and he begins to rub her clit. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge as her father teases and pleases her. 'Don't stop, Daddy,' Ana pants as she feels her body tighten. But her father suddenly pulls away, denying her release. 'Not yet, my little daughter,' he says with a playful smirk. 'I have other plans for you.'