Sex Stories With Dad Novels & Stories

“At the same time, I’m finding out about my bond with you… they’re also uncovering the other strategies my dad put in place to make sure I never become king.” My heart tugged. I hated the weight on his shoulders. “Well, if we’re trading stories about crappy parents,” I said, “my dad cheated on my mom while she was dying. Then, he went ahead and got a vasectomy, never told his current wife, who’s been chugging herbs and going through endless tests, trying to get pregnant.” Justin’s mouth dropped open. “Your dad is a fucking bastard. No offense.” “None taken, trust me,” I laughed.

It was one of the secrets I kept from Xalen even though he had opened up to me. I haven’t told Xalen that every time I come back to the pack, Laura would take me out, and I always wake up alone and heavily drugged in my bedroom. But that wasn’t all. I also wake up feeling on top of the world and I suspected that– “Make you have sex with her.” My dad’s voice cut through my thoughts as he announced my fears, right there before Xalen. “You were the one sleeping with Laura, Son, because I needed her to have your kids, but it turns out that you are as impotent as a sterile bull.”

To top it this mother fucker no longer have sex with her mom and her mom started arguing with him over it saying he's doing it outside not know he's using her to his pleasure. She couldn't even cry out when he fuck her with his big cock because he told her not to so her mom won't wake up, this continues till she's 19 and then one night after many years that she's now getting addicted to sex almost every night her mom cut him. She cried that day and wanted to kill him for doing such time,she was just crying and told her mom everything and this bastard was saying it to my mom's face that I seduce him,he said I wanted it too.

My fingers were still sticky with the evidence of my impatience, and I could feel my cheeks flush at the thought of either one of them walking in on me like this. I tied my robe hastily, not caring how disheveled I looked. My mind raced with possibilities—Adrien’s smirk, his sharp eyes trailing down my body, or Aries’ brooding presence as he took over the room without saying a word. But when I yanked the door open, the air felt like it had been sucked out of my lungs. “Dad?” He stood there with a practiced smile, his dark suit crisp and his hair slicked back like he was fresh from some corporate meeting. For a moment, I thought I was hallucinating. My father? Here? After all these months?

Sheba my roommate who told me about this BIG FAT COCK... although her story doesn't come until a sequel (if enough people express interest), later on in the sexual journey of our protagonist Kevin. BIG FAT COCK: A Hot Mommy Seduced My Dad and I never got along. Partly because he divorced my Mother after cheating on her with not only her best friend, but also with her sister and her mother... yes that's right, my father fucked my aunt and grandmother... I would later learn he'd done it often and sometimes at the same time.

"What are you doing?" "I'm hungry," I growled. I unzipped my coveralls and freed my cock. It was rock hard again. I yanked Toby's jeans down to his knees. I didn't prep him. I didn't need to. He was already gaping open, leaking my load from earlier. I slammed into him. Toby cried out, but the sound of the running shower in the bathroom drowned him out. "Your dad is in the shower," I grunted, pounding into him. "He's washing off the grime while I'm fucking his son on the kitchen table."

"You want both of us? Fine. But you're going to take it all, you cheating slut." She gasped, but it turned into a moan as I crushed my mouth to hers, tasting my dad's cock on her tongue, salty and forbidden. It should have disgusted me, but it fueled the fire, my hands roaming her body roughly, squeezing her tits through her shirt. Dad watched, stroking himself through his pants, his eyes dark with approval. "That's my boy," he muttered, moving in behind her, his hands sliding down to unbutton her jeans We stripped her fast, our clothes hitting the floor in a heap, Sienna standing naked between us, her skin flushed, pussy already slick and swollen.

someone said, "Isn't Anna coming back soon? Aren't you worried she'll make a scene when she finds out you've become a dad?" Dennis gently stroked the baby's cheek. "I'd almost forgotten if you hadn't reminded me." Then he pulled out his phone and made a call. "Have Anna stay abroad a little longer," he said. "It's better if she doesn't come back. If she finds out I have a son, she'll definitely make a fuss." My breath caught. I took a step back, heart twisting. Joining Doctors Without Borders had been Dennis's idea. Three years ago, he told me I was too emotional. I cried over everything. I'd throw a fit whenever I saw him with another woman.

*“You really don’t know who you’re sleeping with, do you?” Her stomach dropped. She typed back quickly: *Who is this? What do you mean?* No reply. Her fingers trembled. Her mind raced. Her hands went cold. Her heart stuttered. The truth, now fully formed in her mind, was too surreal to believe — and too obvious to deny. She had fallen in love with her ex-boyfriend’s father. And he knew. He’d known all along. Yet he still touched her like she was his beginning — not the bridge to his past.

“Great,” he muttered, running a hand through his hair. “Perfect. Exactly what I needed today.” I leaned against a stack of folded chairs, arms crossed. “Relax. Someone will come looking for us.” He shot me a look over his shoulder—sharp, frustrated, and annoyingly gorgeous. “Your dad can’t find us like this,” he said. “He will kill me.” I raised a brow. “For… standing in a shed with me?” “For being in any room alone with you,” he snapped, then rubbed his forehead. “He knows what guys think when—never mind.”