Real Daddy Incest Novels & Stories

It turns out that his baby even rebelled in the car. "I want to be with my real daddy," Farel sobbed as his hands knocked hard on the door next to him. "You're bad." "Don't be like that. We already agreed." "No! I don't want to! My father is Adrian, not Keenan. Why don't you understand? I want my daddy, just my real daddy!" The voice just now made Lily's patience erode even more. Not to mention that it was the first day of her monthly guest's visit. Emotions could not be controlled properly.

I didn't bother guessing, and he must have read the annoyance on my face because he rushed right on. “It was Elara! One second he was just talking to her, and the next, she kicked him right in the crotch and made him eat dirt! I never would've thought she’d not only come back looking that hot after she ditched the glasses, she's also like, insanely strong now. Like, man, even her boobs look bigger.” Derek, trailing behind us, let out a disinterested shrug. “Come on, Alex, get over it already. All of Redridge has seen her boobs. There's nothing special about them.”

He watched my face the entire time, those grey eyes missing nothing. "Does your daddy know what a good little slut you are?" he asked conversationally, like he wasn't balls-deep inside me. "Does he know his innocent daughter takes four cocks every Friday night?" "No," I sobbed. "He doesn't know—" "That's right. This is our secret. Our dirty little secret." His pace increased. "Come for me, Ashlynn. Come on Daddy's cock." I did, my pussy clenching around him as pleasure crashed through me again.

“It’s so much better… Mark’s is small and thin. He never fills me. Never makes me cum like this. Your cock ruins me, Daddy. It owns this married pussy now.” Jax’s hand wrapped around her throat from behind, squeezing just enough to make her lightheaded and wetter. He kept the slow, grinding rhythm, stirring his old cum and her fresh juices into a creamy mess that dripped down her thighs. “That’s right. This cunt belongs to me.” He tightened his grip and thrust harder. “Your husband is out there working while I’m balls-deep in his wife’s sloppy hole. Say thank you.” “Thank you, Daddy….thank you for fucking me better than my husband ever could!” Emma cried out. Her pussy clenched hard around h

“It feels so wrong, Daddy. Your wife could come home any minute. But I need your cock. Please pound me harder. Ruin your son’s ex right here in her kitchen.” He gripped my hips and fucked me with powerful strokes. The risk made everything more intense. We moved to the living room next. I rode him on the couch where family photos hung on the walls. “Look at your wife’s picture while you fuck me, Daddy,” I begged. “Tell me how much you love using me behind her back.” Mr. Reed thrust up hard and held me tight. “I love it, Sarah. You are tighter and wetter than she has been in years. You are my perfect secret slut.”

I've built up a loving relationship with my real dad John and his family and once a month we all have dinner together also with all the granny's to make up for all the Lost times! So now I'm finally having my happy ever after fairy tale life I've always dreamed of, a loving father with new siblings and his wife as my new friend, both grandparents are still alive and well and my dear husband and our little angels!! What more can I ask for?? I have now finally all the love in the world!! The End. Oh yeah....about Martha.....well she is currently serving her jail sentence......not soon coming out!!

Richard fucked me relentlessly, his heavy balls slapping against my clit with every thrust. He suddenly pulled out, spun me around, lifted one of my legs, and slid back inside me. Face to face now, he fucked me with deep, grinding strokes while staring into my eyes. “I’m going to cum inside you,” he warned, breathing hard. “I shouldn’t, but I’m going to fill my son’s wife.” “Yes,” I gasped. “Cum in me, Daddy. Fill me.”

​I squeezed my eyes shut, and suddenly, my mind betrayed me. ​I wasn't in the car anymore. I was pinned against the bathroom sink. I could feel Vance's heavy, brutal thrusts completely tearing me apart. I could hear Vance’s dark voice ordering me to stay quiet. The mere memory of Vance’s massive size and his ruthless pace sent a violent, heavy ache straight to my core. ​My psy clenched hard, soaking wet, reacting entirely to the memory of my stepdad while another boy was actively trying to fk me. ​Brody groaned loudly, finishing with a messy, rushed thrust, and collapsed against my shoulder.

"Why?" "Because when we were done watching Cindy get double dicked, you said you'd like to see Master and your husband fuck me." Dan gasped, the color draining from his face. He looked at Sandy like she'd grown a second head. "At the time you said it, Sandy; I don't know if you knew what the laws regarding incest were. If you believed your husband would be committing incest if he fucked me. I can tell you now, it isn't. If Master wants to fuck me with his father, he can. You can watch. No one is committing a crime. It's not incest if Master Dan fucks me, not even if he fucks my cunt."

I say. He thrusts into my hot pussy again. He pushes all the way to the bottom and stops. My pussy is entirely full of his hard cock. I squirm, wanting him to thrust into me. He pushes into me further slowly. He smacks my ass again. I begin to cum hard. My walls are vibrating. My legs are weak. My moans are louder. I push back, trying to get him to pound me hard while I cum. Daddy begins fucking me faster as I cum uncontrollably all over his cock. Daddy begins to moan as he releases his seed into me. He lay over the sofa exhausted. He smacks me on the ass one last time.