Father Erotica Novels & Stories

I stood completely naked in front of my best friend’s father, nipples hard, pussy already glistening. “Fuck, look at you,” he groaned, palming his cock through his shorts. “Perfect tits. Tight little body. And that pretty pussy dripping for a man old enough to be your father.” The taboo words sent a fresh gush of wetness down my thighs. He stripped quickly, shirt gone, shorts dropped, revealing a thick, heavy cock that curved slightly upward. It was bigger than I expected, veined and already leaking precum at the tip. He stroked himself once, watching me. “On the bed. On your back. Legs spread.”

—while they destroyed my body and mind in tandem. Throughout it all, Damien kept up a steady stream of dark, possessive breeding talk, his voice was low and hypnotic in my ear. “I’m going to put a baby in you, Elara. I’ll fill this tight young womb until it swells with my child. You’ll walk around the office with my seed growing inside you, tits getting heavier, belly rounding out. Everyone will know what a knocked-up little office whore you are.” The words triggered something primal inside me. I came harder than I ever had, my entire body convulsing, squirting around the cock buried deep inside me as waves of pleasure tore through my shattered mind.

This wasn’t like the slow, worshipful exploration of the cabin, or the tender reclamation after the confession. This was feral. This was victory sex.

“Although the erotic scenes are beautifully written, the plot is hella boring.” Theo let out a deep chuckle, leaning back on the couch. “Finally, someone that gets it. I mean, it has so much potential to be a blast, right?” “Exactly,” Nico continued to flip through the book. “Sex is cool and all but it’s boring when it happens without any plot. You know what I mean?” Theo scoffed. “You mean like these p**n videos that just get into the whole thing without any prior action.” Nico watched him quietly, the corners of his lips tilted up in a small smile. “You sound like you know your game.”

At that time, some middle-aged politicians with white hair, had well-formed and defined bellies for their age, but even so, they were sexually impotent or erectile dysfunction, everything there could be solved with some help from some succubae and incubi, the magic that was directed to these men, who by scientific means would end up having heart attacks in the middle of the sex session. Even if he forgot the fright he had taken; the fright of giving it to him. Already calmer, with a lot of petroleum jelly, he penetrated my butt. I felt an immense joy in giving him that pleasure, because he well deserved it, because of the great friend he had been for about a year. But that was exactly the po

He loved my kitty so much. He pulled my waist tighter as tho he wanted to go deeper,”fuck..baby I’m going to cum

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin. ---------- “I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”

Seraphina “Uhmm…” I moaned as I slowly rubbed my clit with my fingers. Raphael’s picture in hand. Damn…already so wet from just thinking about his huge, strong and veiny hands doing things to my body. My pussy throbbed even harder, till I slid two fingers inside them and started finger fucking myself.

and if he wants to do more, I will probably let him. This was all a long time ago, but I remember that he was very sweet and very gentle that night. He spent a lot of time pleasing me and had briefly penetrated me before he came. It would not always be like that night. We had sex many more times and he introduced me to many things, sexual, fetish, and vanilla in our future encounters. I kept our relationship secret from friends because it felt embarrassing...but I kept coming back.

“Harder, Uncle Tom. Give me what those pictures promised.” He obliged, pounding into her with raw need. Sweat slicked their bodies. The wet slap of skin filled the room. Right as Auroa felt her orgasm approaching, her phone buzzed on the nightstand...Jordan texting goodnight. Tom saw it. His rhythm faltered for a second, then he thrust even harder, hand reaching to silence the phone. “Cum for me,” he demanded, voice rough. “Cum on your uncle’s cock.” Aurora shattered, crying out his name as waves of pleasure crashed through her. Her pussy clenched hard around him, milking every inch.