Father Erotica Novels & Stories

“This is only the start, Lila. I’m going to ruin you for anyone else. Turn you into my perfect, little obedient toy. One thick finger pushed inside me, stretching my tight walls. I gasped at the sweet burn. He curled it, stroking that sensitive spot while his thumb rubbed my clit faster. “Oh God…” “Not God. Daddy.” He said adding a second finger, pumping deeper, the wet sounds filled the gym. “Say it.” “Daddy…” I breathed, my voice shaking. His smile triumphantly. As He fucked me with his fingers… “That’s my good girl. Come on Daddy’s fingers like the needy little slut you are.”

His free hand reached between us, fingers finding my swollen clit and rubbing tight, relentless circles. “You love the risk, don’t you?” he whispered hotly against my ear. “Love knowing Amina could walk in any second and see me breeding this tight little pussy. See her father filling you up until you’re dripping with my seed.” I nodded frantically against his palm, tears of overwhelming pleasure leaking from the corners of my eyes. The taboo was intoxicating — wrong on every level, yet I couldn’t stop wanting it. Couldn’t stop wanting him. Elias fucked me harder, hips snapping with controlled power, his hand still muffling my cries. “Come for me, baby. Come while you’re still full of my cum

“Taste it. Taste what you did. What we did.” He forced his fingers past her lips. The flavor was complex—her own tang, the bitter salt of other men, the unmistakable musk of raw sex. She sucked on them, her eyes rolling back, a fresh wave of shameful arousal drowning her anger. Satisfied, he unzipped his jeans. His thick cock, already fully hard, sprang free. He rubbed the head through the soaked, sensitive folds of her pussy, gathering the mixed fluids. “This is what you do to me,” he hissed. “You make me a fucking animal. You make me want to share you and then reclaim you.”

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

It was a chain reaction of pure, raw sex. Elias watched on his tablet, his own dick rock hard in his trousers. He could see every glistening detail. The oil on Ash’s skin, the spit on Leo’s face, the way Finn’s dick disappeared into Leo’s ass. It was perfect. It was filthy. It was art.

"If you're sure you want to share." Gemma carefully ran her fingers through Sabrina's hair, gathering it up into a loose ponytail. Gemma's own hair was plastered to her forehead with sweat, her blonde locks messy and framing her features with an 'I just had sex' aura. "I am," she said. "And to say thank you for hitting my kink so well..." She moved her hands from Sabrina's hair to her throat. "I want to do the same for you. Now, bed Daddy to stretch out your cunt and fuck a big, creamy load into you as well."

He rubs my clit fast and I explode soaking the sheets. Rafe takes his turn fucking me hard while Darius watches. "Fill her pussy with your cum," Darius orders. And Rafe releases deep inside me. Darius immediately pushes into my cum-filled pussy and fucks me with wet sloppy strokes. "I love fucking you after another man has used this pussy. You are mine, Liora." He pounds me relentlessly until he comes hard adding his load. We take a break with drinks, Darius holds me close and whispers how proud he is of me.

He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.

“You came watching him pound me in doggy, didn’t you? Watching him flip me over and make me ride his cock like a whore.” I could not speak. My throat was too tight. Jealousy and lust twisted together until I could not tell which was stronger. Elena turned the Rose on low. The soft pulsing sound filled the room. She pressed the open mouth of the toy right against her own clit and moaned softly while she looked down at me. “Mmm… still so sensitive from your dad. But I want you to clean me first, dirty girl.” She stepped closer, grabbed the back of my head, and pulled my face between her thighs. The smell of sex hit me hard. Dad’s cum mixed with her sweet wetness.

Not happening. I gave up instantly. If I was destined to die here, I might as well go out fulfilling my greatest wish— to turn this bleak world into one giant pleasure heaven. Doesn’t matter if it’s hot or cold—I’ll make it steamy. And honestly, even with his face hidden behind that swirling black mist, the boss’s broad shoulders, narrow waist, and deep, magnetic voice were dead giveaways. The guy was built. Lust makes cowards bold. So without thinking, I said, “I’ll take shortness of breath, trembling legs, glazed eyes, and… pleasure so intense I die from it.”