Impregnate Daughter Novels & Stories

Even the blood still running down my forehead seemed to turn cold. So in her eyes, her eldest daughter was just an unsightly embarrassment, something that couldn’t compare to Suri in the slightest. I struggled to my feet and started toward the door. I didn’t want to stay here for even one more second. I didn’t want to watch Mom and her precious Suri clinging to each other while I stood there like a stranger. However, before I could reach the door, Mom blocked my path. Frowning, she rummaged through a box, pulled out gauze and antiseptic, and shoved them into my hands.

“The Alpha Heir is a pompous ass—arrogant, sexist, always reminding the rest of us that we were dirt under his boots.” Her broom paused, the bristles whispering against the tile as she lifted her gaze to meet Julian’s. “And the daughter…” She let out a small scoff. “Daddy’s little princess. She could do no wrong. Entitled, spoiled, manipulative. A sadistic bitch who’d smile right in your face while twisting the knife behind your back.”

My marks are everywhere: red bites on her throat, fingerprint bruises on her hips, faint handprints on her ass where I spanked her until she begged for more. She looks wrecked. Beautiful. Mine. I don’t move. Just watch her chest rise and fall, slow and steady, like she’s sleeping off a war she started and I finished. My cock twitches against my thigh just looking at her, remembering how she looked riding me, head thrown back, moaning “Daddy” like it was the only word she knew. The guilt hits like a fist to the chest. She’s twenty-two. She’s Valentina’s daughter. I fucked her raw on my bed, came inside her while she screamed my name, and now she’s sleeping in my sheets like she belongs here.

I must be strong, she thought, I must be strong for Daddy. His eyes were bugged out, staring down at where his cock was breaking into the virgin vagina. He had felt the thin barrier of her virginity stretch and break under the thrust of his throbbing member, felt his greasy meat slide forward into the tight yielding flesh, the first cock to enter his daughter's beautiful body. Bernie sank into her further and further, the scorching heat of her pussy squeezing him, taking him in. It was so tight, as tight as her anus, yet softer and more pliant. He was in as far as he could go, almost balls-deep in the new pussy. He had deflowered his own daughter. "Yes, that's what I wanted," Pullman said. "

“You keep making the same mistake, Emma. You assume that because she is small, she is helpless. You assume that because she calls you her mother, she belongs to you.” “She’s my daughter.” “She is a living key.” The words struck the air between us. He continued before I could respond. “Your daughter was not born in the ordinary sense. She was assembled from the memories, abilities, and emotional imprints of two people who had already crossed the boundaries of existence. You and Marcus created her when you tried to recover the life you lost. She is the only being capable of opening the first door without destroying the worlds connected to it.” My daughter shook her head violently.

"You? You're just a broodmare." "And once a broodmare's done her job, she gets put out to pasture." I closed my eyes and stopped looking at her. My hand moved quietly behind my back, feeling for the lining of my dress. Sewn into it was a button-sized device. My father had given it to me. He said, "Janet, the Martinez family runs deep. If anything ever goes wrong, press this." Back then, I laughed at him for worrying too much. "Dad, Jason treats me well. Everyone in the Martinez family treats me well."

“I’m your worthless cumrag. My only purpose is to be bred by you. Please let me cum!” I finally drove into her, fucking her through multiple forced orgasms. “Call me husband now,” I demanded. “Yes, husband! Breed me, husband!” she cried, her small body convulsing as I pumped load after load deep into her unprotected womb. The breeding roleplay hit her hard—creampie after creampie, my cum overflowing from her pussy as she thanked me for erasing the old Noelle. By the final week, the transformation was complete. No resistance remained. She moved with eager submission, her eyes lighting up when I entered the room. The broken girl had become my devoted daughter-wife, genuinely believing this was

i suppose some of you after you read my story will think im some kind of monster a pervert for the way i successfully seduced my own daughter but you know what i really dont give a shit i am balls deep in the hottest creamiest cunt ive ever had the pleasure of sticking my dick into plus i have the satisfaction of knowing that every time i fuck my daughter im sticking it to my ex wife of course shed have us both arrested if she learned whats going on but there isnt much chance of that happening as far as anyone here knows im just putting my daughter up while she goes to college and lauras certainly not going to tell her mom whats going on

On the first day of summer break, my daughter, Mia Leighton, is scheduled to perform a solo at the closing ceremony of her youth arts camp. It's her final audition for a televised performance, but there's one requirement— both parents have to be present to sign off on her participation. Mia had practiced every single day for this opportunity, pushing her voice until her throat was nearly raw. My wife, Thea Sawyer, had promised her too. "I will definitely be there. I won't let anything get in the way of your dream." But on the day of the performance, Mia sings the entire song while staring at an empty seat in the front row. When the TV station's staff asks about the missing signature, I

I put my six-year-old daughter in my mother-in-law’s hands as I was busy with an overseas project. Every month, I would send her 20,000 dollars in allowance, not including holiday cash gifts. My mother-in-law would always talk about how well my daughter ate and slept during every video call. In the video, a feast was always laid before my daughter. So when her teacher claimed that she had fainted out of hunger during class, my first thought was that she must have called the wrong number. I rushed back home and headed straight to the hospital. The doctor said that my daughter was suffering from long-term malnutrition and her weight was far below the average. She also had severe post-trau