Real Daddy Incest Novels & Stories

Her nails raked down his back, leaving red welts in their wake as she clung to him desperately. "Yes, yes, just like that!" she keened, wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him impossibly deeper. The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixing with their labored breathing and wanton moans. Mateo angled his hips, driving into her g-spot with laser precision. "That's it, baby girl. Take my cock like the greedy little slut you are," he snarled, punctuating each word with a sharp snap of his hips. "This cunt belongs to me now. I'm going to ruin you for anyone else."

Chelsea. Being fucked and eaten by Daddy yesterday, then waking up to the sound of my own mother screaming and moaning for his cock this morning… it was everything you’d see in high-definition p**n. Raw. Filthy. Wrong in the most addictive way possible. I lay in bed replaying it all — the way Daddy had stretched me open on his exam table, the brutal thrusts that made me see stars, the way he’d devoured my pussy like a starving man on his desk.

His jaw hardened, the muscles in his neck looked strained. Richard touched his own neck, then chuckled softly while spreading jam on his bread. "The usual... this is the doing of your future stepmother, Than. Turns out your Daddy really couldn't hold himself back last night, huh. Daddy feels a bit regretful for being too rough on her," Richard said without any burden. *Thump.*

The shame burned hotter than any pleasure I’d ever known, and it made me wetter. Daddy circled me slowly, like a predator inspecting meat. “You signed the contract. No limits. You wanted to be gangbanged by six strangers. Well, these aren’t strangers anymore. These are the cocks and cunts you’ve been secretly craving. Your stepbrothers know all about how you moan their names when you think no one’s listening. Your cousins have been dying to use that pretty mouth. And me?” He leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “I’m going to direct every single filthy second. I’ll tell you exactly how wide to spread those legs, how deep to take their cocks, how to beg for their cum like the depraved incest

My Reagan took my nipple into his mouth and sucked it pleasurably, this inflicted some feral sensation to run down my body. Hidalgo was spewing hundred of kisses on my shoulder, his other hand grabbing and pressing my butt and he spank me hard. "Ah!" I screamed wildly but Mr. Reagan clashed his lips on my mine, shutting me up from the pain his son had invented on me. Then, he roamed his ragged hand smoothly to my thigh and he was now trying to feel my pussy. "No!" I whimper hesitantly, my father in law lips were still kissing me violently while I wriggled in his son's arms.

"I desecrate the Eucharist with my pussy juices, rubbing the wafer on my slit before swallowing it. I pee while riding your face, Father, drowning you in my golden stream as your holy tongue lap it up. Then you fuck me ruthlessly, opened bible pages sticking to our sweaty skin, and smearing with our fuck juices." Her voice broke into a whine. "Incest fantasies too, even though you're not blood—imagining you're my daddy priest, disciplining your naughty daughter with your dick. Spanking my bare ass, then soothing it with your tongue before sodomizing me. 'Take Daddy's dick, Hera,' you say, and I do, creaming on your shaft like the incestuous slut I am." Father Richard groaned audibly, the sou

His hands go to his belt. “I’m going to fuck my stepdaughter now,” he says. “For the inheritance. For the documentation. And because I’ve been dreaming about this for six fucking years.” His pants hit the floor. His cock is thick. Hard. Bigger than I imagined in all those late-night fantasies. He positions himself at my entrance. Meets my eyes. “Tell me you want this.” “I want this. I want you. Please, Richard – Daddy – please fuck me.” The word – Daddy – breaks something in him.

“My good little slut, protecting our dirty secret while her daddy’s cum runs down your legs.” He thrust into me in one savage stroke, burying himself balls-deep in my sloppy, overfilled cunt. The wet squelch was loud in the quiet hallway. I moaned brokenly, the sound echoing off the marble. “Quiet,” he snarled, one hand clamping over my mouth while the other gripped my hip, pounding me with deep, punishing thrusts. “My daughter is right down the hall unpacking, and I’m still breeding this greedy womb. Feel how full you are? How stretched? That’s all daddy’s seed. I’m going to keep pumping you until your belly swells and you have no choice but to tell her the truth—that you let her father kno

"you are so perfect Ava ,you just dont know how many times i have wanted to do this" My core throbbedonce more as his fingers stretched me sweetly . Nothing could beat this feeling . I let out a moan as his teeth gently nibbled my p*ssy lips . " just like that daddy" I screamed as his fingers thrusted in to me faster. "I need your d*ck please ". "beg for it Ava ,tell me you are my slut ". "i'm daddy's slut" "Good girl , now cum for daddy". The filthy wet sounds from my drenched p*ssy surprised me .

A threesome with my wife and our daughter, my own daughter carrying my baby; but I found myself with few complaints. I drifted off to sleep with my whole life held tight in my arms. ****************** "Ah!" Anna cried out. "Ah! Ah! Fuck me, Daddy! Oh God, fuck me!" "Yes, Mommy, " Sasha said, "Call him Daddy. God, that's so sexy." "Daddy!" My wife cried out. "Daddy, I'm cumming!" "Cum for me," I said, "cum on Daddy's cock."