Father Erotica Novels & Stories

He stood between her thighs, his eyes locked on hers, a mix of hunger and dominance in his gaze. With a swift, aggressive movement, he positioned himself at her entrance, his lengthy dick pressing against her wetness. "Please, Daddy," Bianca moaned, her voice a breathy whisper. "Fuck me and tpear my pussy apart." Dr. Kendrick didn't hesitate, he entered her, filling her wet pussy completely. Bianca screamed, her back arching off the table as he hit that spot deep inside her that made her see stars. "Oh god, yes! Please, ohhh my pussy tear it Daddy, don't have mercy on me!"

Adrian grabbed her ass, lifted her up, and knelt on the bed, making her straddle him with her legs wrapped around his waist. He kept her bent over the bed, using only her head as a support point, squeezing her breasts with one hand and resting the other on her waist. He began to pound brutally into her with viciousness, watching the way her breasts bounced, the way she arched her back, supporting herself against the bed. God, the sight was so beautiful, so alluring. His father's beautiful, sexy wife. Why did she have to be so hot? he thought, moving faster, brutally fucking her, pounding hard until the wet, rhythmic slapping sound of their skins began to echo across the room, becoming lewd,

he said softly. My eyes flew to him. He looked calmly at me, stroking his cock with his hand. ‘Will you feed me?’ he asked. Father Canaan knelt between my thighs and spread them wider. His fingers touched my clit and I bucked up into him. The bonds around my wrists cut into me with a sweet, gentle pain. He quickly replaced his fingers with his tongue. He licked slowly at my clit then slid his mouth down to delve into my cunt. ‘Give me my seed,’ he murmured. ‘Do it, love. Give it to me. I know you can.’

His whispering sobs and infantile protests carried no weight with his strict mistress. ‘Let me play with his willie,’ breathed Armina, unzipping the catsuit, her breasts, belly and smooth mound showing through the opening. She took his weapon in her hand and rubbed it vigorously while the cane thwacked his writhing backside. Armina gave his prick a few more firm strokes, handed it over to Jo who did the same and then passed it on to Karen. She made a fist, slid the foreskin up and down over its bulbous tip. He sobbed his pleasure and spurted out a shower of semen, covering her fingers with creamy jism and spattering the towel beneath him. He cried out in the tumult of release and fell across

But Ederic simply offered his signature boxy smile. "Hyu... Hyung, let's have sex," Ederic's unexpected words left Aaron momentarily speechless. Soon, Ederic's lower body was nàked and Aaron was thrústing him. Even though it was the first car séx for both of them, they enjoyed it. It wasn't that comfortable though. Ederic was bouncing on Aaron now and then and he was getting hit deeply at his prostàte. “Ed....” “Ugh, Hyung~” Ederic cried out with a final thrúst as both of them cúm together. Ederic's energy drained out and he flopped on the elder's chest.

I nodded lightly, and he smiled. Holding my neck and a little of my breath, he hit deep against my uterus. His cock set me on fire and made the walls of my core open for him. Everything became his. The horniness corrupted me. The fetish of being restrained, of having something rough, but controlled, left me with my head spinning and a smile in my mouth. I had never let a man do that to me. I've never had enough confidence or desire. But, fuck, Pablo was another story.

Oh dear sweet goddess of sex and lust, at last, at last I was fucking my glorious, sexy, gorgeous mother. Anna began a series of cycles to squeeze my cock back to full hardness, the combination of the ED drugs and her erotic body, those magnificent breasts hanging above me and threatening to smother me, water rivulets dripping over her Gio nylon thighs, this wildly erotic vision pushed me harder and harder and harder. She slid her hips from front to back, dragging her clit along my skin on the backstroke, up and forward, slamming down again, slithering her clit back and forth over me, again and again and again.

The erotica sounds of her mouth filled the space under the water, mixing with my gasps and low moans behind me. Faith free hand slid up to my throat, tilting my head back so she could bite along my neck while her hips kept rolling. "That's my girl, let her taste how wet you are," she moaned, pressing two fingers back inside me from behind even as Stella tongue sucked my front. She then pushed two fingers alongside Faith's, both of them stretching me open together. Their fingers moved in rhythm, one curling up while the other thrust deeper, scissoring inside my clenching walls. My legs shook harder. Faith adjusted her stance, spreading me wider so Stella could comfortably bury her face comple

I gripped her hips and fucked her in a steady rhythm, watching the way her body took the thick cock, the way her back arched when I angled just right. “That’s it,” I murmured. “Take it.” I picked up the pace, still controlled but harder, the harness slapping against her skin. Each thrust dragged a louder cry out of her. I reached around and found her clit, rubbing tight circles while I drove into her. Her thighs started to shake. .. .. Author's POV The meanwhile, outside the closed door of Sophia and Mary’s room, a small cluster of nuns had gathered in the dim hallway. The thick stone walls couldn’t fully muffle the sounds coming from inside...they listen to each moan

“I love sex. I love cocks ramming up inside me. I love getting tied up and spanked on my pussy. I love shaving myself so I can be perfectly bare all over just for you.” Frank answered each confession with a deep grunt of pleasure. He was losing it now and so was I. The prim Victorian bed squeaked beneath us. I jerked my hips up and up, desperate in my need, the knot of pleasure in my belly growing hotter and bigger until it exploded, bursting from my throat in a wail of release. Abandoning all propriety now, Frank bellowed rudely as he came into me: fuck oh fuck Eva fuck. Afterward we lay in each other’s arms, marveling again that each time brought something wonderful and new.