Horny Dad Stories Novels & Stories

“At the same time, I’m finding out about my bond with you… they’re also uncovering the other strategies my dad put in place to make sure I never become king.” My heart tugged. I hated the weight on his shoulders. “Well, if we’re trading stories about crappy parents,” I said, “my dad cheated on my mom while she was dying. Then, he went ahead and got a vasectomy, never told his current wife, who’s been chugging herbs and going through endless tests, trying to get pregnant.” Justin’s mouth dropped open. “Your dad is a fucking bastard. No offense.” “None taken, trust me,” I laughed.

They were the most wonderful yet unserious parents anyone could ever ask for. "Hold on, I gotta call your uncle Henry," Dad whipped out his phone, his face bubbling with excitement. "He's not gonna believe this. I finally have something to complain about my kids. No one takes me seriously when all I nag about is that you're too perfect." Yup, very unserious- "OhmyGod, Henry! Can you believe this? Damian is gay! My own son! It feels like someone stabbed me right in the chest! Ugh!" he turned to us, "Bye, love ya! We should meet at the bar."

I exhaled, breathing through my mouth as I said, “What exactly have I done wrong? As far as I am concerned, you taught me everything I have done so far.” “Seriously?” My dad barked, and it took everything in me not to throw my cell phone against the nearest wall. “Did I teach you to get pregnant? Did I teach you to carry a bastard child in your wretched womb? I taught you to whore around enough to get knocked up and humiliate me like that before every member of the royal pack!” Obviously, my dad had heard about the general meeting even though it hadn’t ended. It was as if he was living within this pack.

"Yeah... of course." "But there are guests at the house today," he added quickly. "My friend just became a dad. He didn't have a venue for the baby's one-month celebration, so they're using our place." He looked at me carefully. "You don't mind, do you?" I used to think he was something otherworldly. Whenever I was bullied, he always appeared like a hero in a storybook. Whenever I was sick, he stayed calm, steady. One winter, the two of us had gone out to buy fireworks. We passed by a couple arguing. The girl was in tears—turned out the guy had lied to her and snuck off to meet another woman.

The lone dragon who flew across the lake to approach me, was bitten to death by Dad’s sudden attack as he sprang out of the lake suddenly and caught his abdomen between his sharp fangs, biting the life out of him. “You seriously love biting, Dad ! No wonder, Dy is always covered with hickeys and concealers,” I chuckled. “I know,” Dad chuckled back. “He loves it and begs for them,” he added. “Eww Dad ! I can’t hear about my fathers’ sex life,” I screamed making Dad laugh. “You handle the ones to the right and I will handle the ones towards the left,” Dad said and dove back inside the lake. I felt so lazy unlike my Dad who was after blood and so excited, that I let the stones do their job.

He held me tight and lifted me off the ground. “Fuck babe, I missed you. Don’t ever leave me again, okay?” “Hmm, never. I’m so sorry. I can’t explain myself.” “It’s okay. I love you.” He kissed my cheek. It was everything I wanted to hear. I sank into his embrace and buried my face in his bare and sweaty chest. “I can tell you why you acted out. Your second hunter’s spear was darker than your first. If you didn’t have a wolf fighting it off, you would have become the greatest killer the world had ever seen. That’s scary,” Dad explained. “These are the implications of hybrid children.”

my dad is hairy in all the good parts muscular and sexy, and i a twink small cock but good hips about a year ago i was in my room excited to play with my new 9inch dildo i remember getting nude and sitting on my bed getting into position to take the dildo and once i got in position i started fucking myself with the dildo and i started moaning louder and louder until my dad came in he saw my nude body and i saw his cock twitch in his pants and his eyes full of lust as he closed my door and positioned himself near my asshole and pulled out his huge 10 inch throbbing cock as my dad ripped out the dildo out of my asshole he said “let me show you how a real man fucks son” he than picked me up and

" He smirked. I knew what that meant. "Dad I'm going out for a walk with Leo. See you later." With that said, we made a run to his house. "Horny people." Dad sighed. "So are you, mister. She got your unholy trait." Mom told him, he groaned again. "How about you show me how much you love me, send me to oblivion." "Love the way you think." ............... "I never thought having sex and being covered in blood, would be so amazing." I said as he thrusted me.

He throws a jab at my dad. Dad just nods his head. “It’s true.” He turns to Rik. “Your father and I weren’t exactly known for having a chaste dating history.” Anders scoffs. “I wouldn’t call what we were doing ‘dating’.” “True. So, do you know this story Rik?” Rik looks at his father before turning to mine. “No sir, I don’t believe I do.” Dad and Anders are having another one of their silent conversations, almost like they are reliving the moment together while my father tells the story.

my dad’s voice cut through the room and I saw him to my left with a glass in his hands. My dad is rather young, he is just forty four. He had me when he was nineteen years old and a trust fund baby like me. He has told me the story more times than I can count. He was frivolous with his money and enjoyed spending it on women. He met my mother in a night club and they had a one night stand. She realized she was pregnant and thought it would be a good idea to try to blackmail my father. She waited until she had given birth and appeared on his front porch with a baby in her hands.