Father Daughter Erotica Novels & Stories

Xavier Galvan's first love, Winter Singleton, happens to return to the country on the same day our daughter, Tina Galvan, is diagnosed with a heart condition. I wait helplessly with my five-year-old Tina at the hospital for her results. Meanwhile, Xavier drives to the airport to pick up Winter and her son, Ian Becker, just so that he can feel like he has a father to pick them up. I sign the surgery consent form alone while sitting by Tina's hospital bed. Meanwhile, Xavier takes Winter shopping at the mall and even picks out a birthday present for his newly-appointed "godson". On the day of Tina's surgery, just before she's wheeled into the theater, she grabs Xavier's sleeve tightly, refus

Simon's hand came around to my front, fingers finding my clit again while he kept moving and the combination was devastating and too much and exactly enough all at once. "Daddy—" It slipped out involuntarily. His pace spiked immediately, a sharp rough groan against my shoulder, his grip tightening on my hip hard enough to bruise. "Say it again," he ordered. I did. He drove into me harder until I was crying out quietly against my own arm, the orgasm crashing through me in waves while Simon followed seconds later with a low controlled groan that he pressed into the back of my neck. Silence. Both of us breathing hard. His forehead resting against the back of my head. His hands loosening slowly

His fingers dug into the armrests until the skin over his knuckles went white. Then my father’s hand came across my face so hard that people nearby gasped. Someone started whispering. Someone else stared like they were watching a show. “Matteo comes from the Ashford family,” my father said, keeping his voice low but making sure each word cut. “Do you honestly think someone like you deserves him? You know he wants your sister, and still you reach for her man. Do you want to destroy this family?” Blood ran from the corner of my mouth, warm and tasting like metal. But I did not touch my face. I did not move back. I just looked him in the eye and smiled.

"Mom was wrong. What did we do to you? What did we all do to you?" Even though Ava had already experienced it once, she still hugged the diary and cried until she shook. "Mia, look at Dad. Please look at Dad." Dad crawled to the desk. "Dad was wrong. You were never a bad investment. You're my daughter." He lifted his hand and slapped himself hard twice. "I'm not human. I forced my own daughter to death." Ava crouched on the floor and frantically searched for the forum on her phone. "I want to trade my sister back. I'll pay any price."

The touch was soft and smooth, and it sent a jolt through my whole body. Lauren's whole body trembled slightly, and she seemed to really enjoy it. Right now, a man must have been touching her in her dream, and she was loving every second of it. Then she parted her lips slightly and whispered, "Please help me. I need you so badly." I looked down and saw that the sheets beneath her were damp. Everyone around us was already asleep. If I wasn't going to do it now, I never would. I quietly climbed into her bed, and she spread her legs as if on instinct. Everything was right there, ready for me.

He stopped moving. I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction, but my body had other ideas. I rolled my hips, taking him deep, again and again, chasing the angle that made stars burst behind my eyelids. My hair bounced against my back, breasts bouncing with every thrust, moans climbing from whispered to loud enough that my father had to hear. Devon’s hands gripped my ass hard enough to bruise, guiding me, growling filthy praise against my throat. I slowed, grinding lazy circles, eyes flicking sideways. Dad was pressed into the far corner of the cell, hands clamped over his ears, eyes squeezed shut like that could block out the sound of his daughter getting fucked ten feet away.

I saw the disgust flash across my father’s face. Who wouldn't be disgusted, it's Eunice the biggest whore in this city. She wants to fuck everyone. He pushed the door open. Inside, Eunice with two girls, one girl licking her pussy, the other kissing her. At the sight of my dad, they scrambled away, hurriedly fixing their clothes before fleeing. Eunice froze, fear flickering in her eyes before she masked it. She buttoned her blouse and sat back down, forcing a smile. “Sit,” she said stiffly.

"No wonder my daughter is always so tired. You’re quite a handful, aren't you?" “Up.” She said, voice rough with need. I scrambled up immediately, and watched with hungry eyes as she leaned back a bit as if to access me. She leaned forward, and the Regina Khalifa professional took over as she reached for my twitching cock. This wasn't a mother-in-law's touch; this was the calculated, expert movement of a woman who knew exactly how to dismantle a man. She wrapped her manicured fingers around my base, her grip firm and warm, and then she lowered her head.

He stood between her thighs, his eyes locked on hers, a mix of hunger and dominance in his gaze. With a swift, aggressive movement, he positioned himself at her entrance, his lengthy dick pressing against her wetness. "Please, Daddy," Bianca moaned, her voice a breathy whisper. "Fuck me and tpear my pussy apart." Dr. Kendrick didn't hesitate, he entered her, filling her wet pussy completely. Bianca screamed, her back arching off the table as he hit that spot deep inside her that made her see stars. "Oh god, yes! Please, ohhh my pussy tear it Daddy, don't have mercy on me!"

All of it. “Dante, Please,” I sobbed as I threw my head back, my fingers finding my clit again. “Your stepdaughter needs to be taught a hard lesson.” I rolled my fingers against my slit, slow and daring. “Punish me, Dante,” I cooed in a slow seductive tone. “You know you want to.” His mask started to peel off, his grip on anything left of control, slipping. His body wasn’t a fighter, though. He began to grow hard, his bulge almost threatening to burst out his pants and FUCK, I love that.