Sex Stories Daddy Daughter Novels & Stories

"Cum for Daddy. Quiet." I shatter, my pussy gushing on his hand, ass clenching his finger. Stars burst. Guilt floods—I'm his daughter. Step? No, blood. Wrong. He pulls out, licks his fingers. "Good girl. Tomorrow, more. Now go to bed. Dream of Daddy's cock." I stumble inside, ass burning, pussy aching. Lisa smiles. "Trash done?" "Yeah." I flee upstairs, lock my door. Under covers, I rub my clit furiously, tasting forbidden sin. What have I started?

"Fuck, Daddy, you're so good, please." "Mmm, baby girl, tell me what you want. Daddy loves you so much. Tell me." "I need your cum inside me, please, Daddy. I love you." "That's my girl. Beg Daddy for his cum. Daddy loves hearing you beg for him." "Please, my pussy's hungry for Daddy's cum. I'm your only cum bucket." "Shit, baby, that's it. Oh, God, Daddy's going to come so hard for you. Are you close to coming for Daddy, kitten?"

I moaned loudly. Soon, my body shook and stiffened and my walls came crashing down. My orgasm. He rubbed my ass cheek. " Good girl.” When he slid out, he looked at me—lookimg for a sign to indicate I had had enough. But I hadn't. “Now, why don't daddy lie down so I can make him have a good time too," I said, in a slutty voice. The shock on his face was palpable, as he smiled and played back down.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, Victoria. So, just get to the point. I'm working." "Don't play that game with me, David. You're smarter than that," she said bitterly. "I tried a kinder approach at the wedding and you still chose to ignore me. You already know what I want. I want you back, David. And I'd hate for anything to…spoil your relationship with your daughter if she were to find out that her father is fucking her best friend. You still have time to fix this." I clenched my jaw with her insinuation, my knuckles turning white as I tightened my grip on the phone. "I hope you're not fool enough to be threatening me," I began, striving to sound assertive, "or my relationship wit

The other on my hip, holding me exactly where he wanted. “Whose naughty girl are you?” he growled. “Yours,” I moaned. “Daddy’s.” He slammed into me harder. “Say it louder.” “I’m Daddy’s naughty girl,” I cried, voice breaking as another orgasm built. He reached around, fingers on my clit, rubbing fast. “Come for Daddy,” he ordered. I did, shattering, screaming, clenching around him so hard he groaned my name. He followed seconds later, deep inside me, pulsing, filling me.

The room was filled with the wet sounds of sex — my muffled moans vibrating against Lila’s pussy, the slick slap of Marcus’s hips against my ass, their low groans and whispered praises. My phone buzzed on the coffee table. It was my best friend — Lila and Marcus’s daughter. Lila’s hand tightened in my hair, but she didn’t stop rocking against my mouth. Marcus’s thrusts slowed but didn’t stop, his cock dragging against that spot inside me with every shallow movement. “Answer it,” Marcus murmured against my ear, his voice dark and dangerous. “Tell her everything’s fine.”

“Daddy… I…” David’s eyes roamed hungrily over Emma’s exposed body, her flushed face, swinging tits, and the way Jake’s thick cock was still buried deep in her dripping pussy. A slow, wicked smile spread across his face. “Don’t stop on my account, son. Looks like my stepdaughter has been keeping secrets.” Emma’s breath hitched, but the fear melted into something hotter as David loosened his tie and stepped closer. “Daddy… I’ve wanted this too,” she whispered, her voice shaky with lust. “Please… don’t be mad.”

A dark, filthy smirk crossed his face as he slowly pulled back and slammed into me again, right in front of her. “Too late, sis,” he grunted, starting to fuck me again, slower but deep. “Your daughter is mine now. She’s Daddy’s little breeding whore.” I cried out in ecstasy as he hit that perfect spot, my pussy clenching hard around him. Mom was yelling something—crying, screaming at us—but her voice faded into background noise. All I could focus on was the massive cock stretching me, the heavy balls slapping against me, and the overwhelming pleasure flooding my body.

“Good girl. Text me the moment you get home. I want to know how my cum feels leaking out of you while you sit with my daughter.” “I will, Daddy. I promise.” I stepped outside, legs still shaky, pussy deliciously sore and full. The shy bookish girl who came here two weeks ago no longer existed. In her place was something far better Marcus Hale’s perfectly trained, collared, and obsessively bred secret toy. And I had never been happier.

Until now, I still can't believe that my father, a former soldier who was muscular and gym fit, was fucking another man. "Mom is asking you to transfer a million into her account or else she will sell the house," I said to daddy, I know I told mommy that I will be the one transferring the money to her account but when I heard the voice of daddy's mistress I suddenly felt annoyed. "Fuck that woman! All she does is spend my money with all those cheap callboys, tell her to get tested because I think she already catches a disease." Dad responded frustratedly and I just rolled my eyes even though he can't see me because I knew, in the end, he would just give what mommy wanted.