Novel & Cerita Gay Daddy Sex Story

“Please, Daddy. Fuck me. I need you so badly.” He thrust deep in one powerful stroke, filling me completely. I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders. “Daddy! Yes!” He set a relentless pace immediately, pounding into me with long, commanding strokes that made my breasts bounce and my body slide up the bed. Each thrust hit deep, stretching me perfectly and sending sparks of pleasure through my core. “Do not stop, Daddy! Please, do not stop!” I moaned loudly, my voice echoing off the walls.

“Just like it swallowed my cock two nights ago. You’d love it, wouldn’t you? Being stretched open again, filled up, used until you can’t think straight.” I tapped the pad of my finger against his hole. Another broken groan vibrated against his hand. “Want my finger inside?” I asked, already knowing the answer. “Yes… please… give it to me…” He tried to push back, chasing the pressure, hips rocking desperately. But Dad was home. Downstairs. Probably watching football or scrolling through his phone. Gavin’s moans were already too loud; one more cry like that and we’d have footsteps on the stairs. “Too bad.”

Dad catches his teen daughter using a squirting dildo. SUMMARY: Summer gets a dildo from a friend on her eighteenth birthday. See what happens between she and her father after he catches her using it one day (by accident). This story is told exclusively from the daughter's point of view. (Note that this story includes scenes involving anal sex.) All characters in this story are 18 or older. Enjoy.. *****

Dad catches his teen daughter using a squirting dildo. SUMMARY: Summer gets a dildo from a friend on her eighteenth birthday. See what happens between she and her father after he catches her using it one day (by accident). This story is told exclusively from the daughter's point of view. (Note that this story includes scenes involving anal sex.) All characters in this story are 18 or older. Enjoy reading.. **********

His cum flooded my pussy, filling me until it leaked out around his shaft and dripped onto the table. He stayed inside me, breathing hard, forehead pressed to mine. Then he looked at his son. “Next time you cheat on a good woman,” he said coldly, still buried deep inside me, “remember this.” Jake sat there stunned, cock hard in his hand, face pale. Victor kissed me softly on the lips, then whispered against my mouth: “You okay, baby?” I smiled through the tears and the pleasure. “I’m okay, daddy.”

He remembered how the senior’s face had come alive as though someone had lit a torch behind his head, as though he was referring to the happiest event in his life. “Their bodies, oh, those bodies are sculpted and luscious,” the senior had said. George remembered the twinkle in his eyes as he winked at everyone in the room. George even thought the storyteller had been there. He thought the senior that told the story had pressed his lips against the women’s bodies, held them in an embrace, made love to them. It wasn’t until the senior said, “Those lucky to come back said that the women were insatiable. That their appetites for sex were like fire or a flood.” “Those who were lucky to come back?

“That’s it, baby. Take Daddy’s cock. This pretty little pussy was made for me to fuck like this. Look at you—legs spread, ass up, letting me pound into you. You’re such a good girl for taking it so deep. You feel that? Every inch stretching you open?” “Yes, Daddy,” I moaned, arching up to meet his thrusts. My pussy was clenching tight around him, gripping his cock every time he slammed in. The slick heat between us was everywhere—my wetness coating his cock and balls, making everything slippery and messy. I could smell the sex in the air, thick and sweet, and it only made me wetter. “It feels so good… so deep. Your cock is hitting me so hard. Please don’t stop. Fuck me harder, Daddy. I want

He curls his fingers against my g-spot, firm, practiced, the rough pads of his fingers catching on the textured spot, and my thighs slam shut around his hand. He forces them open. Pins my knees apart with his forearms while his fingers pump inside me, deep, curling strokes that hit my g-spot on every pass. The wet sounds are obscene, squelch, squelch, squelch— filling the dark kitchen, and I can feel my arousal running down his hand, dripping onto the granite. “Don’t stop, right there, oh please oh PLEASE, Dominic— DADDY—” The word slips out. Daddy. For my boyfriend’s father. And the sound he makes, a low, guttural groan against my breast, tells me it was exactly the right word.

As I walk along the hallways, I lit the cigar which I begin to smoke. When will he be here? I impatiently take a look at my watch. Bryce went to get my husband. I laugh to myself at that thought. I only went to that bar that night to scare and taunt him, but I ended up finding out about such a precious secret. The golden boy is Gay. He likes and fucks men and Daddy doesn't even know about it. How pathetic. He thinks his son is straight. What a joke! Just when I arrive downstairs, I hear voices and the sounds of bags ruffling. He's here. A wide smirk appears on my face as I push my hand into my pocket, the other hand holding my cigar as I stand in the middle of the sitting room.

But knowing that the attraction is mutual makes me understand that it would be a long term thing at least untill she finds a boyfriend or something that doesn't involve us getting caught by the wrong people. "Daddy, I'm about to cum, let's cum together", her humping continues at a higher pace as she rolls her eyes to the back. "Good girl," I say and position myself to shoot my load inside her when a loud noise distracts me. I groan as I am about to ignore it and continue, but the noise gets louder as Stella climbs off me. "It's okay daddy. I'll always be here waiting for you", she says as I open my eyes to the empty interior of my office room.