Perverted Father Novels & Stories

Then he turned to the judge with cold, steady eyes. “No,” he said clearly. “I do not wish to hold onto the adoption. I renounce it. Kael is no longer my son.” Kael exploded. “You can’t do that! You raised me! You’re my father! Blood is thicker than water, you bastard!” Security had to hold him back. He was screaming, face red with rage, tears of fury in his eyes. “After everything I went through because of you! You throw me away for a nineteen-year-old slut?! I’ll kill you both!”

This man needed professional help and possibly holy water. "It's crazy how I haven’t even fucked you properly yet and now my own father is digging into you every night. Does he make you squirt? Does he drink your milk while he breeds you? I bet you beg him for it, don’t you? My perfect little wife turned into a cock-hungry slut for my dad.” I gritted my teeth, fighting the urge to hang up. I couldn’t annoy him that far. Not yet. Not while Valerio’s life was still on the line. I had to keep him calm.

My father pulled me down on him, “Grind on top of me, honey, like you did before. I want to feel you on top of me. Squeeze your pussy tight around me honey. Oh gud! You are going to make me explode baby! I want you to drink it up!” I was overwhelmed that my father was like the young guys that fuck me and wanted me to eat his cum just like them. I was excited that my father wanted to treat me like the bad girl that I was. I fell off of my father’s cock and went to my back. My father came to his knees over my face. “I’m ready, daddy, feed me!” He began to stroke his cock over my face. I opened my mouth and put my tongue out to catch every last semen that he was going to give me.

“Well I wouldn’t be too careful, just make sure your spot isn’t given up, cause I guarantee he has people watching out for you.” I nodded as I remember my father said just yesterday there were people parked outside his house again. If Darren was in here it couldn’t of been him. “So these conjugal visits eh? What did you have in mind for me babe?” I winked at him, he came closer, “What I really want to do is slam my cock inside your tight pussy until you cum over me and I can fill you right up. That and maybe you can be the big spoon and hold me it’s rough in here babe.”

my father groaned as he rubbed my tits and pinched my nipples. I was too frustrated to care anymore. "Daddy, don't worry about trying to cum in my pussy! Just fuck me as hard as you can! Fuck your sexy little slut of a daughter!" I screamed, pressing his hands harder into my tits and then pulling his face close to mine, kissing him hard on the lips. I didn't care if it was wrong to be fucking my father, I was too horny to even pay attention. Now all I wanted was to be fucked by a nice cock. Our tongues swirled in each other's mouths as my father now began touching my body. He groped my lithe body and continued pounding in and out of my tight pussy. "Oh fuck!" I moaned as he took one of my ni

One word was whispered to my mind and I was afraid that if I did speak: I was only going to beg. That word was please. Please- daddy. If those words tumbled past my lips, he was not going to let me go, I am certain he was going to bend me over the counter and take me right in this kitchen with my mother only feet away…. No doubt he would claim my untouched p***y, he was already hard for… me. Oh god! The Devil is my father. This is so wrong.

"I trusted Kelvin with this family. I trusted him with you." Tears immediately sting my eyes. "I know." "No." He shakes his head slowly. "I don't think you do." Dad sits across from me, leaning forward with both elbows resting on his knees. "I need you to answer something." "Okay." "I don't want excuses." "You'll get the truth." His eyes search mine for several long seconds. Then he asks the question. "Did Kelvin manipulate you?" "No." "Did he pressure you?" "No." "Did he take advantage of you?"

“Remember the bastard Pete Peters that was my partner a few years ago, bastard was against using the company to clean the drug money, he was such a pussy I couldn’t have it. Sent him to jail for a few years to shut him up” “Oh that guy, I remember him. You killed him, didn’t you?” My father nodded, taking his glass of sipping whiskey to his mouth and took a sip “Well that happened, but that’s not it, my son is in love with his daughter. Stupid karma had to think of the most stupid way to bite me in the ass” Venzo laughed, sipping his own drink. I couldn’t exactly see their expressions as they were backing me but I was more concentrated on their conversation than what they looked like.

I hated that it wasn't me he was thrusting into so desperately. And I hated that hearing him groan again after so long made me painfully hard. It wasn't supposed to make sense, it was actually disgusting, getting hard for my stepfather. But I couldn't help it. I wanted him. Desperately. So much that it was starting to hurt. My hand unconsciously slipped into my loose pants, my eyes closed and my focus on his voice, his grunts, his moans. That night came into view and I could literally feel him behind me, his hands roaming around my body as I stroked my cock gently.

My father said just as Johnathan walked out of the room. My father knows I have a mate and now he his giving out my hand without permission for married to an old man. I interrupted my father. "I have a mate father?" "it doesn't matter,I can't see any mark on your neck" he retorted. "I have a mate and that's all that matters" At this point I was really shocked because of these freaks,yes my father was a freak. I had so many questions but all I wanted was to keep as much distance between them and me.