Father Yohan Big Mouth Novels & Stories

He tasted like cappuccino—so fucking good. I moaned as I swallowed, enjoying every last drop that slipped out of his hard cock, then he flipped me over on the couch and went on his knees. He buried his head between my thighs from behind and ate my pussy like it was candy. He didn’t stop groaning and slapping my ass while he ate me. “Jalen, ohhhh daddy,” I squirmed, trying to muffle my moan. “You can scream bunny,” he said sharply and I did just that, he ate even harder and I moaned louder than I ever did. I was so close to cuming when he pulled away.

Mason’s POV I imagined Alaric saying it in a scene. “Live for me, boy. Submit to my cock.” He would cuff my hands behind my back, push me to the floor, make me crawl to him. His boot on my back, pressing me down while he unzipped, his hard shaft slapping my face telling me to open my mouth widely. I would suck him eagerly, my tongue swirling the head, tasting his salty pre-cum. I opened my mouth to say more, to ask what he thought of my life, but my Dad came back out. I let out a low and frustrated groan as the moment changed.

Unfortunately, he had left his gun at home today, or he would not waste time with this man otherwise. The man saw through Rory’s movements and evaded his attack with several jumps. He sneered, “Poison doesn’t work on me.” Just as Rory was about to attack again, the man suddenly asked, “Boy, who is Yohan Hammond to you?” Rory’s eyes flashed with anger as his voice grew colder. “My father’s name is not one the likes of you can utter!” Father! The man was stunned, a hint of disbelief crossing his eyes. “You’re Yohan’s son?”

, he says as he lets his hand grip my hair in a bun. And with that, he takes total control, bobbing my head up and down and pushing his pulsing length inside my mouth. He continues on until his bulge start to grow even bigger in my mouth. As he takes it out, about to shove it back in, I take the opportunity to talk. With my tears filled eyes and aching jaws, I raise my head to look at him, licking the saliva that has dropped to the side of my face. "Shoot all of your cum here daddy, let me swallow it all."

“Take big daddy's cock out slut and put it in that pretty little mouth now!” I unzipped his pants and my eyes went wide as I pulled his thick long cock out. I couldn't even fit my hand around his cock. I looked up at him, then back to his cock. I then spit on his tip and opened my mouth wide sliding his long thick cock down my throat. He moaned out as I started to bob up and down my mouth on his cock, the next thing I know is he slapped my hands away and said “Let big daddy fuck your slutty mouth.” I moaned at his words as he began to fuck my mouth at a steady pace.

"Fuck, here it comes…” "That's it, son. Fill her little mouth up with your cum while Daddy fills her pussy up with mine." With a loud groan, my father slammed into Mia one last time, holding himself deep inside her as he came. At the same moment, I exploded in Mia's mouth with a loud groan. “Oh my fucking god!” My vision swam and I thrust wildly into her mouth. Mia gagged and choked on our simultaneous releases, her mouth and pussy filling with our hot cum. She swallowed desperately, trying to take every drop as we both emptied ourselves into her. My father pulled out first, his softening dick popping out of Mia's well-fucked pussy.

This cause Yan Yang's hazel eyes, to nearly pop out of their sockets. What? The little boy yesterday and her boss had......... A father and son relationship??

He bent over and smiled, “Hello, Mr. Xander. My name is Yoel from the Smiths. My father is York Smith. You’ve had dinner with him before.” Xander smiled and muttered, “Ha…So you’re York’s son. That’s right. I did have a few meals with your dad before, and we’re acquainted. However, this brat is very arrogant. He bumped into me and disrespected me. People will think I’m incompetent if word spreads that I didn't teach him a lesson.” “Mr. Xander, he should be taught a lesson, but this brat’s sister is my woman. Seeing that my father is a friend and I personally came here, could you…”

This man could’ve either been God’s favorite or one of Satan’s spawn of sin, lust to be specific. “You like what you see don’t you?” His sexually stimulating voice cut into the silence. To which I nodded to, “Yes, daddy!” My response came out low, like a purr. “Perfect. Now you’re going to wrap your pretty little mouth around daddy’s cock and choke on it. You won’t stop until you have my cum fill up your mouth. Understood?” I lowered my head as I opened up for his size in answer to his question. I took him in as instructed, not stopping until I could feel him hitting at the back of my throat.

My father was furious, realizing how Susan had deceived him, and embarrassed at having been duped in front of me. Fully awake now, Susan clutched her face, glaring at me with pure hatred. "Dad, she's the fake one! Don't believe her! Amber Tayson is a fraud—I'm your real daughter!" Susan stubbornly refused to accept the truth. Before she could finish, another slap landed, leaving both of her cheeks equally red. Watching the scene unfold, I couldn't help but feel that my father knew exactly how to handle the situation. … "Amber's last name is Tayson, which is only natural since her mother is Miranda Tayson. What's wrong with her taking her mother's surname?