I Slept With My Dad Novels & Stories

Mom immediately opened up to me. But I shook my head and showed him my pillow, “Is it too late to sleep with you guys?” I am weak. Mom urges a genuine smile before she glance on my Dad, “You will never be too late for that, come here,” Dad's smiling sambit so I quickly entered their room and breathed in the middle of the bed. I hugged my dad and felt him kissing my forehead. They hugged me both, I couldn't help but cry and rub my face at Dad. “Who was the guy?” Dad asked.

I gesture my hand to the direction showing my less interest in it but it’s actually opposite of it. Before I used to take less interest in dad’s matter but now, I don’t have any intention to that. From now on, I am going to meddle in each and every matters of him cause this time, the person he is provoking isn’t only me. It’s my dead mom and her dignity along with me. I follow his steps and move towards the bed where she has been sleeping. My dad stands in front of her and pinches his nose as he closes his eyes and bows his head while his another hand bends on his waist.

she yelled, Natalie smiled, already pictured what the look on her face would be like. “Shut your mouth, Lily. Do you want Mom and Dad to hear you?” she said, rolling her eyes. “I bet Dad will wed you to one of his rich old friends if he hears what you just did,” she whispered, pulling her legs. “I'll gladly seduce that friend if he's as hot as the man I slept with yesterday, but I bet Dad will disown me first.” “So you really did have sex. How old was he? What does it feel like? Did you enjoy it?”

Faye's POV My cheeks flushed at once. I softened my voice and whined playfully, "Dad—why are you bringing this up all of a sudden? Besides, legally speaking, I'm still married." The words had barely left my mouth when I thought to myself: Dad, if only you knew — I slept with a stranger last night, just to get back at Aiden. Then the image of that passionate entanglement with the man surfaced in my mind. My ears burned, my heart raced, and I just wanted to change the subject.

He scoffed with his brow arched. “Yes. I cheated on you. But who wouldn’t?” She shrugged. “What?” He pushed her away, but Domingo held her from falling. “Who wouldn’t cheat with the way you were treating me like I was some piece of furniture while you let your mother police you about.” She cried out. “So… it’s fucking true?” He glared at her. “You slept with my father the night before our wedding,” he said still in utter disbelief as he continued to glare at her.

I was too young to remember most of it, but I remembered her. Holding my hand through the pain. Sleeping in hospital chairs. Fighting for every last dollar to pay for treatment. She was so scared to lose me. And now—she wouldn’t even look at me. "I wanted to tell you." "Did you? Before or after you married him?" "That's not—" Heat rushed to my face. "It wasn't like that." "No? Then explain it to me, Elle. Explain how my daughter ended up in bed with a man old enough to father her. Your ex boyfriend’s father too.”

Ronald had burst through the doors with my sister and grandmother, ensuring us that we didn’t have to worry anymore. Then he told me the truth. I had killed my own father. At first I felt grief, it was subtle but there, but then I realized, Adrian got what was coming for him. Directly or indirectly he put my family in danger and I wasn’t going to sit around and feel bad about it. A low chuckle escaped me as I shuffled on the pavement. The low chirp of insects filled the air, the sun was beginning to rise, bathing everything in soft hues. “I guess we both are father killers.” I mumbled, kicking loose gravel.

As if Layla had a choice to sleep with any of us. "She's my friend daddy. She'll sleep in my room." My dad shook his head, "I don't feel comfortable with her sleeping in there with you.. what if you guys..." I put my hands on my ears the second I realized where my father was going with this, "God dad nooo.. we won't have sex. Like I said she's my friend.. I don't have sex with my friends..." He sighed defeated, "okay fine.. just tonight only.. and just because I said okay it doesn't make me comfortable.. respect me in my house."

my dad seems to be oblivious to his surrounding with his head stuck in between my mom pussy greedily eating her out. Yes! Baby! Yes! Ewww" how did I not hear this noise from My room before coming . Great I forgot I was a heavy sleeper not even a fire can drag me out of my bed , for running into them without checking if they weren't doing anything kinky I will really need to bleach my eyeballs because what am seeing right now is not what a child is supposed to witness are parents doing. Fuck me Daddy!"she shrieks. And that was my cue to leave with my dad snapping the belt from his shorts.

I press my cheek into the warmth of his strong muscles and I just nod. “Such a good girl.” He grabs my hips, keeping me locked to him as he moves from his kneeling position to sit on the chair , pulling me up and over his lap as he rotates. We were in the back of his limo! Yes I know how scandalous this sounds, I wonder what my dad will do once he finds out I slept with him! Fuck! I wasn't a child anymore but still the burden of being the picture of perfection weighs down on me more than I expected.