Father X Daughter Smut Novels & Stories

With a smile on her face, Becky squatted down over her father's face, her knees on the ground next to his ears, lowering her pussy onto his mouth, feeling his tongue slide up into her as he began to eat his own daughter's pussy. Becky had to really pay attention not to make any noise as her father ate her pussy. At the same time Kelly was sucking on Tom's cock, trying to get him hard again, as she knew that Becky would cum very quickly. And sure enough, groaning through clenched teeth, Becky began to buck on her father's mouth as her pussy spasmed in orgasm, her juices flowing as he slurped and lapped them up. By the time he had finished sucking his daughter, that combined with Kelly's sucki

“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?”

"Your dick is so good, Frank" I pulled out of his dick and turned, pouring some spit onto his cock. I put his dick in between my breasts and started to titty fuck him. "Daddy, please cum. Spray your hot all over my fucking tits". The dirty talk got to him. He panted. "Fuck I'm going to cum again...". I fucked him with my tits as fast as he could. He groaned, rewarding me with another set of cum. It splayed over my tits. "Thank you daddy", I said, giving him my best smile.

My clit is so swollen and my juice are dripping, then his finger move with purpose against my clit, each stroke faster than the last one and unable to hold it any longer a moan escape from my lip but dad is quick to cover my mouth with the blanket to prevent my mom from hearing. "Not too loud honey, we don't want mommy finding out what kind of slut her precious baby is. Do we"?. dad whispers. Dad is right about that, am a slut. I've fantasize alot about him, wondering what lays beneath his thighs. I've thought about what fucking him would be like . I've longed to be under his mercy while he fuck me senseless .

“My youngest wife.” Youngest. The word landed heavier than it should have. The son looked at me then, truly looked. His gaze sharpened, assessing in a way that felt personal now. Not as a buyer. Not as a man appraising a body. But as a son confronting something he did not want to understand. “So young,” he said quietly. There was accusation in it. I said nothing. His father smiled faintly. “She is well suited.” Something flickered across the son’s face disapproval, perhaps, quickly masked.

I drove into her, hard, fast thrusts, just the way she likes it. “Arrgh! Oh my God! That feels so fucking good, daddy.” The quiet room echoed with the sound of our bodies slamming together. She made sounds like she was close to tears and knew she was close. I rubbed diligently on her clit, raising her higher on the cliff of climax. Her scream was loud, deafening, I knew everyone around would know we were fucking but I didn't give two shits about that. If it wasn't for my friendship with my father, the world would know about how wonderful I think she is.

With his abs and his pretty waistline that led to what I crave for the most. My breast were already pirky and hard just from staring at him. But rubbing my clit wasn’t enough so I shoved one finger in, grinding on it as I stared at him as if he could see me. See how he ruined me. I imagined him standing by the door. Watching. Enjoying how I tear myself apart for him. Obsessing over him. “Daddy, please. I want you inside of me.” I rasped breathless talking as if he could hear me.“I want you to make me your little slut. I want to to ruin me, Daddy.” I moaned shamelessly not caring how loud my voice might be.

Then he took his hands there, and he thrusted a finger into my hole. Oh fuck! He moved the finger slowly at first, but later he increased his pace. I gripped the bedsheets tightly. He added another finger, pushing deeper. “Ahh… Fuck… Daddy!” I screamed. He wasn't listening, he finger fucked me harder, and I came. I released right on his face. He adjusted himself, and he pulled down his trousers. This was it… I'd be fucked by Damian. His cock sprang out. Long, thick, and hard — so hard.

I added, my voice taking on a softer tone. My father's expression turned stern. "Sarah, Xavier is not good for you. He's too old for you. You deserve someone your own age." I laughed, a hint of bitterness. "You're one to talk, Father. You replaced Mother in record time." My father’s face reddened. "That's not fair, Sarah. I'm trying to start anew. And I know Xavier deserves that too, but not with you...my daughter." I leaned forward, my eyes locked onto his. "So what's the difference if he starts anew with someone else or me?"