Father Daughter Fantasy Novels & Stories

I lied, "I think you're beautiful, but the truth is that I've always just thought of both of you as my little girls. What Honey and I did this morning was a surprise, and not something I planned or thought would happen." "I'm not sure I believe you." Heather said. Smart girl. I think every father with a beautiful daughter has his fantasies at some point, even if they would never think of acting on them. I know I never thought about acting on mine, but as I mentioned before, forbidden sex is my weakness. Having a daughter who shared my fantasy was just a little bit too much for my underdeveloped willpower. "Heather, I will always love you and your sister both, no matter what, okay?"

"You have to fight through it." But then something strange happened. Through the pain, I started to see things. Like dreams but more real. I saw my father when he was younger. He was standing in front of a beautiful woman with long black hair. She was crying. "Please don't do this, Lazarus," the woman said. "She's just a baby.” He smiled like someone who's on a mission, "She's our daughter," my father replied. “She's not just our daughter.” But the next to take over my throne. "And she will be the most powerful vampire that ever lived."

After what she did I am definitely going to give her a tough time. “She wouldn’t!.” He told me. “You don’t want her too or she wouldn’t accept to do such?!.” I asked him. “I wouldn’t let her!.Winfred is my daughter’s mother, Alex is my mistress!.” “What is she?!.” I asked him. “A fae!.” He replied. “What type?!.” Aiden asked. I had no idea faes had types, I just learnt that. “A fairy!.”my father replied. I smiled at him widely. “ a fairy against a Lycan!.” I mumbled. “Let’s see who survives!.” I told him with determination.

I had already seen firsthand the kind of things that she could do. I couldn’t believe that she was the woman who was sleeping with my father. It disgusted me so much to even look at him, knowing that he was in bed with someone who did bad things. “She enjoys watching women get tortured and violated. I don’t know why she has that sick fantasy, but she enjoys watching it when her right-hand man does it. I don’t know how my father could have fallen for a woman like her. He always told me that women were vultures and that I should be aware of the things that they did, but he was the one who didn’t see that his wife was the biggest vulture of all.”

My absolute favorite turn on. She led him to the bed and then things got energetic. They went sixty-nine on each other, fucked three times, and when he left her room at three in the morning he was tired out. He asked if he could see her again the next night, but she said they were leaving in the morning to visit relatives. As the woman's door closed behind him and he turned to go down the hall the door to the next room opened and a hand shot out, clutched his arm and pulled him into the room. It was the daughter. She was nervous and her hands were shaking as she stood there in her baby-doll pajamas looking every bit as sexy as her mother had. "I saw you" she said, "I saw you and my mother" a

I rubbed my cock on her pussy. "Daddies shouldn't fuck their daughters." Tess pressed back, slipping the head of my cock into her slit. "But daddy, you know how much I like your big fat cock. Fuck me, daddy. Fuck your teenage daughter." I grabbed Tess's hips and thrust in hard, looking over her shoulder at my naked daughter sunning herself. "Oh daddy, that feels soooooo goood!" Tess groaned. Tess, as usual, was drenched. I just kept fucking her, while looking at Molly. My wife kept calling me daddy and yelping when I jammed her cervix. I was deep into the fantasy.

I take the whip that rests in my hand and drag it up her back. "Hush!" I demand as I slap the whip up against her backside getting her to jump a little from the impact. I check her binds as I rub my fingers around her clit making it wet, getting it ready for the main course. "Daddy," I hear as the daydream is ended by my daughter's peculiar look of interest on her face. "Huh," I stumble out. "Were you sleeping daddy, you have drool on your face," she says making me wipe the drool from my chin. Damn it, I just daydreamed about the woman right in front of my seven year old daughter, I am a horrible father.

A more recent picture than the one of the thirteen fourteen year old we found in the house. Oliver urges me to continue as I stumble around the right words. He nearly shouts for me to spit it out. I cut right to the point. “Reedus isn’t her father.” Oliver’s request of ‘who’ goes unheard, lost to the static in my head. “Drystan.” The demon king. The pages say it all. Reedus believed that she was his until he heard of a girl on demon lips during partols. They called her the daughter of blood and nightmares, blessed with gifts from Drystan himself.

I know better than to let my mind wander. Besides, I knew that my parents were planning for this Council to marry me off to some stranger. Ashe poked her head into my thoughts, All the more reason we should indulge. I mean did you really get a good look at that ass. I think you should check one more time. I swear there was not a leash short enough to reign her in on. She was incorrigible when it came to "enjoying life to its fullest". Allowing myself to engage in more risky activities was never an option. I was never allowed to engage in parties with friends, or even be alone with a boy. I was the Alpha's daughter, everyone knew who I was and I had an appearance to keep up. Before the Counci

"Everyone, come take a look! This is the woman who incited her daughter to harm herself for money! She lost her job and her daughter was expelled, yet she's still hanging around! No wonder her man left her. A woman like her brings nothing but bad luck!" She grew more animated, now stepping forward to point at my daughter. "And this little liar! Raised without a father, she's already lying and cheating at such a young age! She's only gonna get worse when she grows up! I think she should be sent to juvenile prison!" "Shut your mouth!" My blood boiled, and I yelled. "I'll say what I want!" She put her hands on her hips. "If you don't want people to talk about it, don't do it, crazy woman! And t