Novel & Cerita Father Daughter Fantasy

"Galen took me in and gave me a new life when I escaped from those vampires. He gave the life I wanted and all I had to do was just become his mistress." I felt sick to my stomach. Nyra chuckled softly. "It's a shame that your innocent daughter is going to pay the price for your sins." Just then my father appeared behind us and I tried around to face him. I closed my eyes and summoned the fire within me. It was the only way I could tamper into the element. Ember took over as my body was engulfed in flames. I glared at my deadbeat dad. "Freya Allan honey you don't want to attack your father and it's not too late for us to have a father and daughter relationship."

Maybe there really is something to the father daughter bond that is special compared to a father son bond. Thankfully, Jasper never seemed to mind that Felix was trying with me. I think in some way it was a relief to Jasper that Felix was trying with me. I know he feared that Felix would treat me like him and that I was getting my hopes up. I thought there was a chance for Felix and I to bond and perhaps have a verison of the father daughter relationship I had always wanted. Then he goes and kidnaps my daughter to bring her to a sick monster.

She was the ally I had been searching for. So, under the guise of an anonymous fan, I penned her a letter, baiting her with the story of 'the mother who wouldn't spare her daughter $80 for living expenses.'

"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."

“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

"So, we need to stop seeing each other, right? That's what this means?" "Not really," she said, looking up at me. Her eyes were full of a pain that matched mine. "I will always be here for you if you need me. As a friend." "But that is not what I want!" The words burst out of me. "All I want is to be close to you. To love you. To be with you. Not as a friend." "I want that as much as you do, Leo," she whispered. "But Maya. What is the point of having a company, a life, if my own daughter hates me? Please, try to put yourself in my shoes."

“I’m so wet for you already. Just from thinking about your hands.” She added a second finger, pumping gently, eyes locked on his photo. “I bet your cock’s thick… bet it stretches me so good. Fuck, Derek, I want you to catch me like this. Walk in and see your girlfriend’s daughter fucking herself on your bed.” Her free hand pinched a nipple hard, back arching. “Yes… just like that… use me while Mom’s gone…” The fantasy built fast. She rubbed faster, thighs trembling. “Please… come home… find me… make me squirt all over her sheets…”

I kept imaging that I was the daughter's best friend in my fantasy while I played with myself. Suddenly, my dad popped into my thoughts, which surprisingly made the pleasure spike in my pussy so hard and so fast that I cried out. I could feel an orgasm churning in my pelvis. It wouldn't take much to push me over the edge. Sliding my other hand between my legs, I straightened two fingers and worked my way toward my opening. Rubbing my clit even faster, I started to insert my double finger prod inside myself. Just then, the entire fantasy became confusing. I was pretending to be the daughter's friend, true. But it was also my own father who was about to impale me. To stick his cock into me. Wi

“So, are you going to tell me who your fantasy lover is? Is it someone I know? Hmm? What’s she like? It is a she, I hope. You haven’t gone gay on me, have you?" Well, my Dad certainly wasn’t pulling any punches, I thought. He’d come right out with his confession, and I was both proud of him, and a little intimidated at the same time. “Hmm, sounds like it’s confession time for me too, huh?” my Dad softly suggested. “I guess I have the same problem as you. My warmest fantasy is ... my daughter. Shit, I can’t believe I just said that! I mean, a father isn’t supposed to lust after his own offspring, but dammit, you’ve grown up to be such a beautiful young woman, Claire. A man would have to have

His eager hands rocked her back and forth, helping her efforts along. Moans, groans and sighs of undeniable euphoria filled the air. Her daddy could shame her all he wanted. The sick fuck was just as bad as her. He wanted this. Fuck therapy. He wanted her pussy. "Are you enjoying getting fucked by your own daughter, daddy? Because I love it. Your whore loves it, daddy," she taunted him, her voice breathy and mocking.