Father Erotica Novels & Stories

Pete groaned as William grabbed the nape of his neck and stared lustfully into his eyes. “You hear me? This hole belongs to me now.” “Yes—yes! Yours—fuck—yours!” William moaned. The bathroom was filled with the slick sound of skin against skin, muffled groans and their heavy breathing. Pete reached and grabbed William’s cock, stroking him in time with his thrusts, fast and rough. “Come for me,” Pete growled. “Do it, ballet boy.” And William did. Biting his forearm to keep from screaming, his body convulsing around Pete’s cock so tight it nearly dragged Pete over the edge with him.

He flips me onto my stomach, grabs my hips, and fucks into me from behind, one hand wrapped in my hair. “You want to be destroyed, Zariah?” “Yes, Daddy—” “Then take it.” He doesn’t stop. Doesn’t slow. He fucks me until I’m sobbing, drooling into the pillow, my legs shaking. Until my skin’s red and raw and used. Until I don’t know where I end and he begins. And when he cums—deep inside me this time—it’s not a moan he lets out. It’s a fucking growl. Like an animal marking territory.

"This person in question, male or female would arouse and be an object of your feral Desires. My desires." "Male or female?" Calvin asked with a scoff. "It's female or nothing. So you better control that desire around anything male." "Go to bed, Calvin" The wolf groaned loudly.

He asked, his voice raspy as he stared at my gaping pussy. Just as I was about to choke out a reply, he spat on my pussy, rubbing it in to further make it easier for him to fuck me. I groaned when he massaged my pussy softly, tugging at my sensitive nub. “Fuck…” Father Matthias' massive desk creaked under my weight as he spread me open like a sacrifice. Cool air hit my wet pussy, making me shiver. Father Damon stood between my thighs, stroking his thick length slowly while Father Matthias leaned over me at the top edge of the desk where I found myself being moved to, his own cock dragging across my collarbone.

Sean took my right hand and planted kisses all over it , then he looked at me and said; "Hold it and feel it ,can you do that ? " . I was hesitant and he sensed it ,he slowly guided my hand down to his bulge and I gasped when I felt it . Sean's peni* was big ,erect and hard, really hard . "Now feel it " he told me. I felt it but stopped,too scared to continue. "Larissa,hold it and feel it like it's yours " Sean commanded. I did as he said and heard a moan escape his lips. Sean shifted my hand to the bed and gently inserted his tip into me,I felt a sharp pain and screamed.

"Is that really all she is to you?" "To be completely honest with you, Hillian, I cannot even bring myself to sleep with her," my father confessed, stepping closer and lowering his tone like he was sharing a secret. "She is gorgeous to look at, yes, but I am simply not sexually attracted to her at all. She fulfills her duties as the lady of the house, and I give her an unlimited credit card. It is a business transaction." A surge of strange, conflicting emotions churned deep in my chest. I felt disgust at his callousness, but deep down, a dark, dangerous sense of relief washed over me.

Her legs trembled, and she gripped the edge of the desk tighter. Professor Kane added a third finger, stretching her more. He fucked her with his hand, the palm slapping against her clit with every thrust. Sara moaned louder, not caring if anyone outside might hear. The pressure built fast. Her pussy clenched around his fingers, and she came hard within minutes. Her body shook, and her juices squirted a little, dripping down her thighs and onto the floor. He did not stop. He pulled his fingers out, and she heard the sound of his zipper. Then the thick head of his cock pressed against her entrance. He rubbed it up and down her slit, coating himself in her wetness, before pushing in deep in on

"The only man I've ever been with is your father. At one time or another we did most everything a man and woman can do, I think. I liked it all. As Carol said, I'm not into sadistic pain. I love being touched. Carol was the only woman I was ever with. She was better at oral than your father. I love that. She liked to watch as I did things to myself and to her. That turned me on. This is hard talking about with my son. We've never discussed any of this before." "Did you do pictures or videos?" "I never have, but it might be fun." "You've never done a threesome?" her son asked. "Never. It isn't up to me, as the sub, but I'd prefer not to be shared." "Okay. I'm too possessive for that anyway. W

My boyfriend is a piece of shit for cheating on me, I was so loyal to him, turned down a lot of guys for him. I have been sex-starved for a month now, even before I broke up with him. I touched myself a lot after the break up, but couldn’t still get that satisfaction I longed for. So I got myself a couple of sex toys, they were fast at making me hit orgasm, and making me cum. There wasn’t that intense pleasure you would get from a man, the touches, the gaze, and the voice. Even the moans from the man, how he gives you care and all of that. “I am cooked” I cried out, lying on my bed alone in my bedroom.

I rocked down once and he hissed through his teeth. “So fuck me,” I breathed against his mouth. “Elias—” “I already fucked myself earlier,” I confessed, cheeks burning. “Took the big dildo—the black one with the suction base. Rode it on your side of the bed while I thought about you. Stretched myself open. I’m still slick. Still open. No prep needed, Daddy. Just take me. Please.”