Father Son Erotica Novels & Stories

I could feel Eden starting to shake on top of me, her internal muscles spasming around both of us. "Fuck, she's so tight!" Father groaned, his pace becoming frantic as he fucked her from the front while I drove into her from the back. We rolled to the side together, keeping our connection, and continued to fuck her. She was in the middle, a bridge between father and son. Father took her nipple into his mouth, biting down as he continued to pump into her pussy. Eden shook violently, her climax ripping through her, and that was it for me. The sensation of her orgasm milked me, and I came right away, my seed filling her. Father followed a second later, a deep groan leaving his throat as he came

And the closeness—too close, too tempting—made my chest ache in a way I didn’t want to think about. “I’m trying,” he finally whispered, voice low and rough. “Trying not to—” He cut himself off. “Not to what?” I pressed, stepping even closer. “Tell me, Jace.” “Not to lose control.” There it was. The confession I’d been daring him toward, and yet it made my stomach twist. Because as much as I wanted him, I knew the consequences. We were forbidden—both of our fathers would explode if they found out. I smiled softly, letting my forehead rest against his arm. “Then maybe losing control isn’t the worst thing.”

He fisted his hand in her hair. “Look at me,” he commanded, his voice thick. She looked up, her eyes wide and dark with submission and desire. “My son loves this slut and he has no idea that she is fucking his father too for months now,” he said, the words a tortured confession as he re-entered her, this angle even deeper.

She groaned and rode Dad. "Yes, yes, pleasure us both, slut!" growled Dad. "Gladly!" the mother superior moaned. "Ooh, ooh, both of you are so amazing. Father and his son... Two big dicks! Yes! Fill me up with your holy spirit!" I loved it. I fucked away at her asshole, savoring the way she held me. It was incredible to have her massaging me with that velvety bowels. I pumped away at her as she wiggled her hips, stirring her holes around us.

“Maybe Isabella should find someone else.” Every time, he’d used the noble excuse of “respecting his late mother” to humiliate me. And now, this “devoted son” was dishonoring the memory of his dead mother in the filthiest way imaginable. “Once that little bookworm finally gives up, I’ll be free,” Dante’s insults continued. “My father can’t force me to marry some piece of trash nobody wants.” Scarlett’s laughter was sharp and piercing. “Are you sure she’ll stop chasing you, darling?”

It is time to teach this no good heir of mine a lesson. I motion for Emilia to come around to where I am sitting. I scoot my chair back, unzip my pants, grab my dick in my hand and look up at Emilia. There she is looking at me rub up and down on myself licking her lips. I look her in the eyes and then back down at the dick in my hand. In an instant she is on her knees wrapping her mouth around my cock. A small growl escaped my son's mouth and I smirk at him. “See even your mate looks to please me over you. I am going to show you what it is to fuck someone right so you can do better.” He closes his eyes. “Open them now son.” His eyes snap open and they are filled with pain.I know he isn’t fee

And I didn’t want him to stop. The position let him sink so fucking deep that I could feel him hitting my cervix with every thrust. “Yes. Fuck, Soren. Don’t stop. Don’t stop fucking me!” I moaned, my voice breaking. He growled against my wet tit, voice rough and filthy. “You like your stepson sucking on these slutty tits while he wrecks you?” He slammed into me harder, and the wet slapping of his heavy balls against my ass echoed. “Answer me,” he demanded, licking my nipple before sucking it viciously. “Tell me how much better your son’s cock feels than my father’s.”

Soon her whimpers turn into moans and then groans as she found her rhythm. “Fuck daddy’s dick baby. Work that naughty slutty pussy over me.” Nola held on to my big shoulders, licked and kissed my neck, and whispered in my ear. “Daddy, why are you talking so dirty to me? Why are you saying such filthy things?” I pulled back so that she’d have to look at me. I grabbed her twerking ass and growled back. “Why are you fucking your mother’s husband? Why are you squeezing your horny heated pussy around your father’s dick? Letting your own daddy take your virginity. Bouncing your young sexy ass in my lap to get more of my horny meat inside your wet cunt.” Nola blush scarlet and tried to look away bu

Every sensible thought immediately abandoned me, leaving behind nothing but silence and the terrifying awareness that I had been staring far longer than I should have. He walked into the bathroom standing right in front of me as he grabbed me harshly, holding me firmly. “Have you been staring at daddy’s cock?” His thick voice filled my head. I shaked my head as fear gripped me and before I could open my mouth he pulled me closer turning me back wards and next thing I felt was his fingers pulling my panties to the side as he slide in one of his fingers tugging my clits softly every path of me lost it.

Tears pricked her eyes, but she relaxed her jaw, taking as much as she could while he held her head in place. “Fuuuck, that’s it. Good fucking girl,” he groaned, voice rough. “Look at you, on your knees for a man old enough to be your father. Your real daddy would lose his shit if he saw his precious daughter gagging on my dick like a filthy slut.” He started fucking her mouth in earnest—long, deep strokes that made obscene wet sounds fill the room. Saliva dripped down her chin onto her tits as he used her. Lila moaned around his thickness, one hand slipping between her own legs to rub her throbbing clit.