Forbidden Daddy’s Touch Novels & Stories

I was too exhausted replaying the whole conversation in my head until George said something. “Well, you have to see the situation in both ends. They are parents. They are your parents and as a parent, they are dreaming for you. They are dreaming for you to have your own family in the future. And somehow, your mother was right, can you still remember the last time you faint because a girl touched you, maybe it’s time to do something new.” “Like what?” “I don’t know, touch a girl?” “How could I do that? I can’t just touch a girl.”

He must have the had the same thought because he released my hand and I cupped my left breast with his hand and squeezed, rubbing my nipple with his palm. I was turned on like crazy but so was he. Hard. Long. Thick. The second man joined the other two on the stage, bending the girl and shoving his dick inside her without warning. My eyes felt heavy lidded as the threesome got rougher and harder in front of me. “It won’t ever be you,” Damien growled, tilting my face toward his. “No one but me is allowed to touch you.” I pulled him down by cupping the back of his neck and licked the seam of his lips before whispering against them, “Yes. Only you, daddy.”

He backed away as if he had seen a ghost: "Annabelle! You can't touch it with your hands, let alone put your mouth on it!" "I was just curious to see how it tasted, Dad." She replied crossing her arms, and he shook his head angrily: "Maybe you should try it with a boyfriend. I won't allow a mess in my house because my daughter is curious." "You're sooo boring, Dad! I thought you wanted me to help you cum without wasting your sperm." Rick sighed. "Ok. You can touch it just a little bit. I think I need a handjob to come faster."

name flashing on the screen made her stomach churn. It was her father. Her trembling finger hovered for a second before pressing accept. She forced her voice steady as she hit the FaceTime button, “ Hi, Dad. ” Bryan’s facial expression was harsh and cold and his lips pressed into a thin line. He didn’t return her greeting. Instead, he went straight to the point of his call. “ Any update about his company’s secret yet? ” Amelia swallowed hard, her throat dry. She shook her head, voice barely above a whisper, “ Nothing yet. ” “ Damnit! ” The thunderous roar made her flinch. Her father slammed his fist on his desk, the sound reverberating through the phone. “ I need to execute the plan soon, b

I grip too tightly on his hair till my knuckles go white. The spot he slapped is red. Sensitive. “Yes, daddy.” I sob. “Treat me like your fucking whore.” I shut my eyes and just feel his hands of things to my body. I feel his rough fingers spread me wide. Feel them desperate every fucking layer. And feel them play with the tip of my pussy. “Hmm…” I moan. Breathless. The feel is sweet. The kind of sweet that kills. “Right there.” I rock against his fingers. The wet sound arouses me. It's our forbidden soundtrack. “Touch me…”

He sighed before walking out the room and following his father in anger. "What happened to you? You were never like this. What made you so angry? These people are human too, you know?" Damien pushed his father from behind. The servants stopped working, and looked at the scene in front I of them, some of them gasping. The king turned around, glaring at him. "Don't touch me!" He gritted. No one has ever seen the king so angry. "What did you do that made you so angry, father? FUCKING TELL ME!" Damien shouted pushing his father back. The king threw a punch. "I said don't fucking touch me!" He said in between punches. He took a deep breath before looking around.

When all of the bliss waves had been released, he murmured softly while continuing to move his fingers up and down the shaft of his quivering body. I turned to walk over to the pool showers, turned them on, and washed the last of his passion off my body while grinning and biting my bottom lip. I turned around to look back at him as he plunged into the water to get his shorts. He put them on and left, a look of fatigue and contentment on his face. After finishing my shower, I snatched a towel to cover my body. I approached him and sat down next to him, feeling the remorse that he evidently was also experiencing. He had just fucked his best friend's daughter and was conscious of the fact that

I made it to where he stood and takes my arm into his. "You look more fuckable without these to daddy, stellina" he whispers, while gliding his fingers on my exposed skin. This only made me bite my lip and felt tingling sensation spreading over my body. Does he have to kill me now with his touch and sinful words. I wish daddy dearest will drill me before crashing a party.

Beth threatened her in an authoritative tone and I was quite shocked as she seemed like a gentlewoman a while ago but I didn't know that she is also quite influential. "Looks like you and your family haven't learned properly yet but it's okay, Hunter wouldn't mind teaching you guys again in his ways. Just wait and watch what I do to your family." Bianca threatened back and I felt goosebumps at the mention of Uncle. "Oh, wow. So now you are sleeping around with Mr. Playford. You never get tired of taking a man's help to do whatever you want to do, right? But honestly speaking, I didn't know that Mr. Playford has such a poor taste that he doesn't mind fucking a plastic doll." I felt like laugh

Luckily, his hand is muffling my loud moans because I'm definitely unable to hold them. “I wanted to hear you moan properly, but we can't let your daddy know, right?” Julian says teasingly, pushing his fingertips further inside me, “You don't want him to find out how naughty his daughter is, do you? Giving that tight pussy to his best friend, cumming like a little bitch.” My skin crawls, and I feel the orgasm approaching again. I'm losing my mind. “Your father's just around the corner, yet you've got goosebumps all over your body.” He gives me a wicked grin, “Do you like danger, girl?”