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I whimpered, voice muffled, my whole body shaking. He gripped my hips tighter, fingers digging into my skin, pulling me back onto his cock harder. His balls slapped wetly against my clit with every stroke, the sound so filthy in the quiet room. Mom was still sleeping right next to us even with the noise we were making she didn't wake up. completely unaware that her husband was destroying her daughter's pussy just inches away. He leaned over me more, chest pressing against my back, hot breath on my ear. "That's it baby girl, take this dick.."

My body tensed, hole clenching tight around him as I came hard, shooting across my chest without a sound, biting his palm to stay quiet. “Fuck…good boy.” Ryan buried himself deep and came right after, flooding me with fresh hot cum. He kept grinding through it, pushing every drop inside, breeding me while our parents moved around downstairs completely unaware. He stayed inside me for a long moment, both of us breathing hard and trying to stay silent. Finally he pulled out slowly, more cum leaking out of me onto the floor. We quickly wiped up with whatever clothes were nearby, hearts still racing. “Boys! Dinner’s almost ready! Come down!” Mom called from the bottom of the stairs.

“But I could feel them. It was supposed to be a simple dance, and I am a darn good dancer. A dance to get their cocks hard, but it wasn’t enough for them. A hand found my waist; one of the men pulled me toward him with a force that tore my panties loose. The other man grabbed my tits. His palms were rough, Father. My breath hitched, and I just… I let him.” “Stop,” I croaked. It was a pathetic plea. “I let them fondle me in that room, their hands caressing every inch of my body. Even parts I didn’t think they would touch,” she breathed, the sound of her lips moving almost audible through the screen. “One of the men had slipped a finger into my asshole. At the end of it, I was crying out in pl

She had no fucking idea what kind of beast she’d woken in me. There was another reason I never fucked virgins. It was because I was afraid of what I'd do to them, turn them into. It all started when I was fifteen and my step mom crept into my room in nothing but a transparent silk robe. She sat on my bed, stroked my hair and whispered that a man should learn how to tame a woman early. That women loved being taken, bent, shown their place and that night she showed me exactly what she meant. I hated her but hated myself even more because of how my body betrayed me each time.

He didn't pick up his things, he just headed for his bathroom, the office had a bathroom, that's what mansions do, leaving me there, feeling like a used up slut. I was smiling, licking my fingers, and giggling as finally I tasted Daddy's cock, and it was just as I had imagined, but even better. Mom has to forgive me because now I won't be cumming to videos; I'll be cumming to his cock. *** •Author's Note• There's a full still ongoing book of Gerald and Zoe's story; it's titled ‘FUCK ME, DADDY’ erotica but with a thicker plot. You can add it up and follow their story. Oh, and vote, my people. Vote!

Side Story: Vicente's POV The day my mother jumped, I was downstairs, watching her turn into a mess of flesh and blood. They all said she was driven to death by Sabrina, my father's wife, but I felt it was me who pushed her over the edge. Sabrina offered her money to leave the country on the condition that I stayed with the Buckley family. My mother refused, crying for three days, her eyes red. "Vicente, I can't live without you." I'd explained to her countless times before. I'd bring her back once I made money. It was just a temporary arrangement. How could I leave her alone abroad?

Deciding to skip the whole list, the mother reached down between their bodies and grabbed her son's cock again. Pulling him closer, she slotted his head in her pussy again and ground her hips. "I-it's okay baby. You had a bad dream and Mommy wants to make it better... You don't need a condom this time... aaaaaand... Mommy wants to feel you... ALL of you baby," Deborah cooed, excitement creeping into her voice as she reached up for her son.

I mumbled, still trying to wrap my head around the idea of having sex with my mother. "Mom told me that if you weren't her son she would've raped you the other day when she saw your dick all hard like that." "Seriously? Why?" This conversation was getting weird. "Why do you think dummy, mom hasn't had sex in nearly two years so that pretty much makes her one of the horniest women on the planet that's why." "You guys talk about those things?" I was more than a little shocked to find out how much her and mom shared. "Oh sure, we tell each other everything," she giggled before adding, "FYI, mom uses two ways to get to sleep at night. One is she drinks a couple of glasses of wine and the other w

I know it isn't the same thing as having sex, but at least I'm no longer a complete novice at sex. “Ronny, are you ready yet?” my mom screamed from her room and I immediately jerked up from the bed and rushed for the bathroom. “Almost” I yelled back Tonight, I was finally going to meet the man my mother was so excited about.