Daddy’s gift (part 7) [MF] [oral] [inc]

“Mom chill, I’m 20, not some kid who’s going to throw a fit because I didn’t get my Barbie dream castle,” I met Daddy’s eyes across the room and smirked.

“I pay for her college,” he added gruffly.

“I just think you should have gotten her something for her birthday,” mom huffed.

I knew that I’d get my present later so I just laughed. “Come on mom, this has been a great birthday.”

She still seemed pissed but she forced a smile. “Cake?” She asked brightly.

I went into the kitchen with her and she sliced into the cake. She had just slid a piece onto a plate when her phone buzzed. “Oh christ, what now?”

She answered, a finger in her ear as she left the kitchen. Daddy was standing in the doorway as she brushed past. I swiped my finger through the frosting and met his eye, slowly putting my finger in my mouth and sucking the frosting off. He smiled, looked over his shoulder and then looked back. “You know I have something for you, right?”

The Breeder’s Guide to the Galaxy [Chapter 01] A scifi erotica about a shapeshifter breeding back the population of the planets in our Milky Way

**Chapter 1** **In the Court of the Cyan Queen**
I decided to teach these girls the basics of pleasing the opposite gender by working on the skills which they are already good at: foreplay. Thinking this would be of great use later when my tool will feel exhausted from filling their ovaries all night long. I started the lesson by presenting them my pride and joy and telling them how each individual part can be pleased in different ways:

“These are the testicles. They are, as the whole thing, very delicate, but with a little caressing and gentle rubbing you can help me to release more of my white ice.”

“Will both of us have crowns then?” asked Ayis who had previously not gotten a proper share. They were both inspecting my testes with their hands and trying to squeeze with different strength to see how I respond to it. It seemed they were having fun and their touch seemed warmer than before.

Step-dad brings a friend over [MMF] [anal] [oral] [inc]

For a few days after the club incident, Daddy kept his office door locked and when he came out for lunch, he was nothing more than polite to me. I was still aching for release, but nothing I did seemed to tempt him. I walked around in nothing but my satin robe, I wore a skirt that hadn’t fit me since I was 14 with no panties, I even sat naked on the counter top with my legs spread when he came out for lunch one day and he simply smiled, patted my thigh and said “patience, baby girl. You’re still in a time out.”

I pouted. “Daddy I miss your cock.”

“Maybe you’ll think about that the next time you act like a little slut at the club.” And he went back to work.

I was starting to think I’d never cum again but I was determined to show him I could be a good girl. So I kept my fingers away from my pussy.

An Island of Dreams [mff] [incest] [series]

Calling it beautiful didn’t come close to describing the paradise Logan found himself in. Closing his eyes, he breathed deeply of the salty sea air, feeling perfectly content, with just that twinge of all to familiar longing he felt near his sisters. He was slightly envious of their closeness. They were still single, much to mother’s chagrin, and something Logan could relate to. His most recent breakup was still a fresh wound, which is what inspired this remote island get away. His sisters understood him better than anyone in the world…
The sound of laughter and splashing further down the shoreline drew his attention back to the moment. Sandra and Mallory were swimming fearlessly into the crystalline waves, shouting for him to join them. Logan jogged towards their cast off gear, stripping his shirt to reveal the lightly burned, handsomely chiseled features. He plunged effortlessly into the waves, the water around him muffled his senses and he allowed himself to be lost to the wonder around him. The swirling sand and shimmering schools of fish made it seem like the world had slowed down just so he could try in futility to absorb it all.
A sharp pinch on his ankle jolted him from the daydream, he sputtered to the surface, followed by a maliciously grinning Mallory. “Jesus christ, you scared me to death, kid!”
She only laughed, “I thought maybe you were trying to grow gills under there”, but Logan wasn’t paying attention. Beneath the blinding reflection of the water, he could see her perfectly naked body treading gracefully. Mallory, though three years younger, was tall, dark, and powerfully built, testament to her different biological father. Despite being only half siblings, Sandra and Logan loved her dearly.
“What are you doing?” Sandra’s lips tickled his ear, startling him to realize he had been absent-mindedly reaching for Mallory’s exposed breast.
He stuttered for an answer.
“She’s talking about these” Mallory swam close to tug on his belt loop, “Swimming with such heavy clothes on must be hard.”
It wasn’t the only thing getting hard.

Step-dad part 5 [noncon] [MF] [inc]

I knew it wasn’t rational to be this pissed. She was his wife, not me. But when I walked past Daddy’s door and heard my mom’s moans, I was furious. I belonged to him but he didn’t belong to me.

That’s probably why I called my friend, put on my tightest, sluttiest dress, and went out dancing. That’s also probably why I shoved my bra and panties into my purse before I got out of my Uber, the drivers eyebrows raised in his rear view mirror. “This is not for you,” I said prissily. He just laughed.

The light was on in daddy’s office. I knew he’d see me braless and wonder if I had fucked someone else. Good. Let him feel jealous. Before I unlocked the door, I adjusted my tits so they were barely in the dress. If I’d been thinking clearly, I’d have realized this was all very stupid of me.

I walked past his office. “Night daddy,” I said, meeting his eye steadily before walking up the stairs to my room. I was disappointed I hadn’t gotten a rise out of him. But if he thought I was going to let him fuck me after I heard him giving it to my mom, he was nuts.

Step-dad part 4 [inc] [MF] [oral] [anal]

By lunchtime, I was half crazed with lust. Finally, it was noon and I came down the stairs, still in just a thin white tank top and panties that were now soaked through from arousal. He wasn’t in his office so I made my way to the kitchen, trembling with need. He was waiting for me there, standing at the center island and patiently watching the door for me, a glass of water next to him.

When I got next to him, he poured the glass of water over the front of my shirt. I gasped at the cold. I looked down to see that my shirt was now completely see through, clinging tightly to my hardened pink nipples. He leaned forward and sucked on them through my shirt. I was panting with need as he sucked and plucked at my wet nipples.

“Have you been a good girl this morning?” He asked as he moved his hand down to cup me through my panties.

I nodded, breathless. “Yes daddy I waited for you all morning, please, please I need you.”

Step-dad part 3 [inc] [MF] [oral]

I waited until I heard my mom’s car drive off before I came downstairs in nothing but a threadbare tank top and my panties. I’d briefly considered coming down in nothing at all but maybe I’d save that for another day.

I found daddy in his office with his back to me, clacking away on his computer. “Morning Daddy,” I cooed.

He swiveled his office chair around to face me and raked over my body with his eyes. “Good morning, you look hungry.”

I licked my lips, nodding. I knew that he liked to hear it so I said “I’m hungry for Daddy’s cock.”

“I have to make a call. Can you be very quiet while I feed you my cock?”

“Yes daddy I can be very quiet.”

He beckoned me over with a finger and I knelt down in front of him. He helped me free his cock and my mouth watered. “Now remember baby girl,” and he pressed a finger against my lips to remind me to be quiet.

Advent Kinkendar: December 1st

Some of you might have seen my very popular little Advent series go by last year, and I know many of you thoroughly enjoyed it. I’m running through it again this year on my Patreon and I’d love for you all to join me over there. Enjoy part one to whet your appetites.

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“What have I let myself in for?”

That was the main thought running through my head as I stood on the doorstep. Sure I was excited, exhilarated even, but that didn’t stop me also being incredibly nervous.

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Step-dad keeps his promise [inc] [anal]

I powered my phone back on as the people around me scrabbled for their bags in the overhead bins. A text alert popped up from my step-dad. “I’m picking you up from the airport. Be ready.”

Already I felt myself getting damp. It had been months since he had taken my virginity by the pool and then promised me the next time he saw me, he’d fuck my ass. I’d told myself I was dreading it but then I’d found myself in an adult bookstore shopping for a butt plug.

At night, I’d remember what his cock felt like inside me and I’d almost cum without even touching myself.

I grabbed my duffel from the overhead bin and decided to make a stop in the bathroom before going out to the pick up area. I slipped my panties off under my skirt and changed into my skimpiest top, taking my bra off and shoving it into my duffel. I didn’t care that my nipples were likely showing through the white material. I just wanted Daddy to be pleased.