Horny Dad Stories Novels & Stories

They must have a few guys that they can rotate through so that they don’t raise suspicion. “Hello kids,” Dad says. “We are far from kids,” I reply. “Then don’t act like it,” Dad adds. I mumble something and roll my eyes. I swear my family thinks that they are funny. They are not. They are also ridiculous. Darryn and Brett have told us a few stories since Kaycie moved here and they are hilarious. I almost died the other day. I walked into the kitchen and found dad and Laura practically having sex. I was horrified. I told Kristian and I thought he was going to vomit.

My body was shaking a lot. My dad Franky Mareti was a killer, I don't know why or for what reason that he lives to kill people. When I was a kid, we're a happy family but one day my parents fought a lot until dad never went home for a few months. When he went home, my dad got into a fight with my mom and ended up trying to kill her. My brother came in time to helped my mom and kicked dad out from the house.

mom gasped and dad readjusted his sitting position "Mom let me explain. What the doctor told you about Casper was a lie. He was alive. Everything was planned months before you gave birth to us. The sonographer, the doctor, the nurse planned it" "My poor baby..." Mom started sobbing "The nurse took Casper and ran out of the country" "THEY ARE ALL GOING TO ROT IN JAIL" dad growled "Exactly what I said when I found out about him. We can't do anything to them" "I WILL DO EVERYTHING! I'M ADRIAN STOKES, ONE OF THE RICHEST MEN ON EARTH!" Dad vouched "Dad, you can't because they are all dead" Upon hearing this, dad got out of his seat angrily and started cussing at the sonographer, the doctor and th

She prodded. "There was a bit of sexual tension when we met. He kind of made me feel good by touching my lips and then I found out later on that he was Leslie 's stepdad." "Hey, don't be so hard on yourself," Lovinacooed. "You didn't know who he was and I'm sure he was the one who made the move. Men are horny assholes that can't be trusted." "Yeah," I drawled. "And that's the problem. I was in the bathroom last night tryna sort myself and shit and he walked."

Dad inhaled through his nose, slow and sharp. “So… the things he was yelling in the hallway. About you and his—” He cleared his throat. “His… member. You did those things?” “Daddy,” I said quietly, “I’m grown. I’ve done some things. But I never had sex with Crandon.” Crandon laughed. “You never had vaginal or anal sex with me, but oral, well that’s different.” The room froze. My father didn’t think, he just moved. Hand out, across the table, and he smacked the shit out of Crandon before anyone blinked.

My sister always got away with everything, so I naturally became Dad's favorite guinea pig to make an example of. When we were little, my sister refused to eat vegetables. He threw me into the bathroom, locked me in for five days without food, and starved me until I vomited blood. My sister was so terrified that she never dared to be a picky eater again. When we got older, she became obsessed with video games. Dad tied me to the computer and ordered me to play nonstop for thirty hours until my eyes bled. My sister swore she would never touch a computer again, and only then did he stop. Later, once puberty hit, my sister refused to wear thermal underwear. When Dad found out, he threw me

“But, Candy? Sweet little Candy! Oh man, I need to hear this. Wait, ewww, no I don’t.” I shudder, realising what I have just said. That is gross and wrong. I don’t need to know about the sexual exploits of my brothers, thank you very much. “Ok, kids settle down. Yes, your brothers are both horny dogs. Leave them alone, Angel. Besides, we have bigger issues than who your brothers have been sleeping with.” Easy for him to say. Dad used to be the biggest horn dog out there back in his younger days.

Maybe I should just take matters into my own hands. " Oh, dear do you still remember how we met,?" he asks enthusiastically. I hate his boring corky stories. "Si papa you've told me that story countless times, how will I forget? "I say frantically nodding before he starts talking. It was like a bedtime story and I got sick of it. He dismisses me with his hand and continues anyways. Please no. " That girl got me hooked, you should have seen her. She never gave me a single glance no matter how much I tried, Kay was hot as fuck" dad groans and Theo chuckles again.

"So what's your story?" He chuckled softly, "I'll let you in on my secret just because it's you. Everyone I love left me." he took a sip from his beer and continued, "All at once, they all left." Damon continued, "My dad was always a casanova but he changed when he met mom, we were happy until one day, mom wasn't anymore. He left dad, left us replaced us with her new family there and it was everyday I watched my father broke his heart over and over again, getting drunk and bringing home different women to forget, but he never did."

The younger one walked over and leant against the wall, next to Dad, unbuttoning his jeans, showing off a pretty decent sized cock. The other guy got on his knees and took the hard cock in his mouth, his eyes sliding over to get a better look at the cock I was sucking. Dad smiled down at me and gave a shrug, not bothered. He exchanged looks with the young guy and I watched, as they came together for a kiss, which lasted ages, before they came up for air. Dad sucked on his fingers, then reached behind and inserted them one at a time into the young guy's hole, probing and stretching, making him jerk forward, nearly choking the cocksucker in front of him.