Father Daughter Romance Books Novels & Stories

"I'm so sorry." She kissed my mouth. Something between a daughter's kiss and a lover's. I pushed into her a little deeper, savoring the tight wetness of her young pussy. She moaned and kissed me again, hesitant but longer. I opened my mouth and our tongues swirled around together. I took her narrow hips in my hands and pushed my cock all the way in her. Nothing slowed me down on the way in. She wasn't a virgin, thank God. I pulled out and pushed in again as she sighed into my mouth. My daughter rocked her hips back and forth, fucking me. Fucking her own father.

"Haha... Yes, that's right, it's dad! Sweetheart, looks I didn't dote on you for nothing!" Looking at the father and daughter, Savannah let out a sigh and smiled helplessly. Everyone said that daughters were the lovers of their fathers in their past lives. It seemed the two of them were quite close to each other in their past lives!

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-Daphne- Her shouting drew my father into the room. He must have been walking by, and while he often didn’t want to deal with my mother’s moods, he seemed to sense I might need some help. “What’s going on here?” my dad asked. “Our daughter is in love,” my mother retorted. “Oh?” “With a werewolf.” “With a what?” my dad inquired, and I glanced over my shoulder, seeing him step closer. “I’m sure I heard wrong.”

Watching it now, watching the way even my father, a man who has never once in his life admitted fear of anything, goes pale and small in front of him, I finally understand that none of those stories were exaggerated. "Who," he says, quiet and lethal, "dares put my woman on her knees?" My father's voice shakes. "Your woman? That's my daughter. Daphne." He looks between us, confusion cracking through the fear. "Do you two know each other?" I stay exactly where I am, still on my knees, refusing to scramble in fear like the rest of them. Bianca smiles sweetly, adjusting her top, pushing her chest forward as she crosses toward him, breathy and practiced. "Mr. Macini. What a surprise. Can I get yo

"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

I froze for a moment and shot around, “Daughter…?” She nodded, “I want to bless you both. I have someone extraordinary planned for her. Your daughter,” “Nuray.” I cut her off, “Her name is Nuray.” She smiled, “Nuray will be a great she-wolf, a powerful wolf.” I thought for a moment, my husband is a Beta; does this mean that she’ll be with an Alpha? My brain rushed with hundreds of questions. “Are you ready to meet your daughter?” I nodded but then thought for a second,

“Tell me something I don’t know.” “So this Raymond guy… he’s Daniel’s father?” she asked. I nodded. “Dirty move,” she said with a small smile. “You went for your ex’s dad.” I stared at her, and her smile faded. “Don’t mind me. But from what you’ve told me, he sounds toxic… in a dangerously attractive way.” I smiled despite myself. “You’re right.” She placed her hand over mine. “You know what you need, Nia? A break. From all of this.”

I was going to cum again, right here, hiding from my husband while his father fingered me in the closet. I came hard, shuddering silently, tears of overwhelming pleasure and terror leaking from my eyes. Richard kept going, drawing it out until my knees buckled. Only then did he pull his fingers free and feed them to me, replacing the panties briefly so I could suck our shared mess off them. "Good girl," he whispered so quietly I barely heard. "Swallow Daddy's load like the cum-thirsty slut you are." David sighed audibly from the bed. "She must be out. I'll text her." His phone buzzed... probably a text. Then his footsteps retreated toward the kitchen.

She did not understand half of the conversation that took place between them, but what reassured her that the kiss that occurred with Damian would not affect the mark of her innocence and that she still kept it. Well Damien seems to know more about these things than her, and that bastard, he threatened to kill her father when she told him of his heinous act, she touched her lips gently, trying to bring back the memory of that moment but the only memory she brought back was fear, disgust and disgust, she rolled her lips in anger, the whole thing seemed to be disgusting And frightening, but why did these two females accept it as if it were a delicious meal that they do not get every day?