Using My Daughter To Help My Business II (MF) (Incestuous Elements)

Please do read my first post before this one, it will give you a much better understanding of my relationship with my daughter. You can find it by clicking [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ny24mo/using_my_daughter_to_help_my_business/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share), or visiting my profile.

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A month or so had passed since my [previous post](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ny24mo/using_my_daughter_to_help_my_business/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share), Lucy and I had enjoyed a couple of father daughter days out using the profits she made me on the last deal. We had some really nice days together walking around some scenic cities with plenty to do and see.

An advantage of being comfortable with my daughter was that we didn’t need to get separate rooms at hotels should we go anywhere. The price difference wasn’t going to cause a hole in my wallet, but I’d rather buy a few rounds of drinks for Lucy and I than pay for another room.

One of those city breaks did end up as a one night stay in a hotel after we both had a couple of drinks too many and decided to keep going. It was fun. I made a comment when we both drunkenly stumbled into our hotel room regarding how the main reason we were having so many days away was because of her seductive persuasion. She laughed, as she did with anything I said since we were both heavily intoxicated.

After a long work trip [MMF]

It had been an exhausting week out of town for a work seminar, and Friday ended no differently. I couldn’t wait to get back to the hotel bar and grab a drink or two. Maybe three or four. I approached the bar and ordered my drink. It seemed quiet for the start of the weekend but I did notice a couple sitting a few seats to my left.

The man was tall, well built, with deep brown hair. He had his arm around a woman who immediately captivated me. Her hair was dark and silky, which perfectly complemented her light complexion and beautiful face. She wore a deep shade of red lipstick and a matching elegant dress that showed her features nicely. What drew me in most were her eyes. They were a stunning pale blue color.

The man stood up and walked away. I occasionally stole a glance in her direction. The second time I noticed she was smiling back. She begin making polite banter with me as we were the only two at the bar. I saw a wedding band and knew that she was off limits so I refrained from flirting. She told me her name was Summer and was here with her husband Mike. I told her my name, Andrew.

Making you lick your own mess

Shoving my cock in your mouth when I loose a point while playing my game. I’d make you swallow my cock and choke while my cock makes a bulge in your throat. Seeing you turn purple and struggle to breath as you drool on the floor. I’d even make you lick your own mess on the floor like a mop. Would love to train you like a useless pain slut, you’d orgasm everytime you are in pain. You wont be able tell if you’re in pain or you’re about to cum

The Aphrodite Virus Book 1: Part 2 Symptoms [MF] [hyperspermia] [ voyuerism] [squirting]

It had been three days since Greg’s trip to the hospital when he was attacked by a confused woman who kissed him. Her tongue invading his mouth and burrowing into the soft folds of his own tongue and walls of his cheek. What had become known as the Aphrodite Virus in the days since was what the woman who assaulted him was sick with.
And past on to him.
Greg didn’t know for sure if he was infected. He felt fine, had no fever, no compulsive issues or trouble controlling his behavior but in the back of his mind as he watched the tv unfold this story of this highly infectious virus with a 92% infection rate that the woman who kissed him at the hospital was in fact infected…and now he too was infected.
What he couldn’t square away in his mind was the idea that he could be sick with no symptoms and if the news was right…then so was his wife whom he had unprotected sex with that very day after he came home from the hospital. In fact they had made love three times that evening as if they were newly weds again. Once in the shower, then again when they were drying off, and again a few hours later when he was laying in bed and couldn’t sleep. Diana certainly didn’t seem to be showing any symptoms and she should be showing something by now.
What the news had not shared about this virus were the sexual in nature symptoms. As loose in morals as America had become, it was still very much a prude nation and to speak about hyperspermia, priapism, or swelling breasts and wanting women in any kind of way was still not seen as a good thing to do. And these were in fact the symptoms that Greg Miller and his wife were suffering from. Counting the three act production they put on the night of his infection, they had been together a total of seven times.
His cock felt heavier and so did his testes.

Invitation to the ecstatic

She, whose eye first found me inside the whirring train, a week ago, amidst the bustle of folks, delivering themselves to future selves but never finding purchase. Her pupils held me in their expanse, a seeking quality, questioning, imploring me to get to know her more. So I made my move with a casual saunter that also, I fear, betrayed my anxiety. Lead me to temptation, my love.

She, I knew was more than she presented. A goddess clothed in mortal flesh, and I knew to be cautious, for a goddess is not to be trifled with. Yet, as I said, she beckoned me with her eyes to know her, and undressed my ego with her spirit. I sat and said hello.

She sighed, and let me know that she was grateful for my company, and wanted to show me something that perhaps I hadn’t seen. I startled a bit, not knowing what to say, because I had yet to speak, and her air of familiarity was that of an old friend, or lover.

Shoving my cock down your throat

I want you to bounce on my cock, princess. I love how your wet sloppy pussy wraps around my throbbing cock. You know I love to have you on the edge and you have to be a good little slut and please me, or you’ll be punished. I’ll pull out and let you make a mess while you ride my thigh, making you sit between my legs and making you clean your little mess, maybe I’ll shove my cock down your throat and watch you gasp for air.
Before I hold you down by your hips and make you ride me. I want you to be filled by my cum. I’d love to breed a needy slut like you

My Dark Hero: Part Seven [Romantic/erotica/fantasy]

Chapter Seven

Kincaid

I grabbed the edge of the table and rolled to the side, pulling the table with me to create some kind of cover. Just before we hit the floor the first bullet lodged into the wood, creating mass hysteria around us, followed by more shots. I don’t know how, but for some reason I see shit coming a few seconds ahead of time.

Call it a gift, but I believed it was the silver lining in my loveless life.

I covered Amy’s body with mine while I figured out the best course of action. Without any clothes on I felt even more vulnerable, until I saw Amy’s gun a few feet away. Still covering Amy as best I could, I reached for it.

It felt like my power returned with the cold steel against my palm, because it was my turn to shoot back. I stood up and took a split second to sum up my targets, all the while bullets were flying past my ears and over my head.

Singapore Party Girls [FFM]

Shirley popped open the wallet and it was stuffed full of one-hundred dollar Singaporean notes. The beautiful dull orange and tan cash was pressed together in a manner where it could only have come from a bank as those notes had never known a life not pressed, lovingly, into their current neighbor. Thumbing through the fat stack without removing them from the expensive wallet, Shirley estimated there was no less than to fifty of them. Quickly tallying up the gift, between the two beautiful items and the cash, Shirley estimated  her present from Khet was at least fifteen-thousand dollars, maybe even more.

“Thank you!” Shirley squealed, over and over in excited Mandarin.

Smiling, Angelina took the purse out of Shirley’s tight grip and placed it back on the table next to her own. Then she held Shirley by the hand and walked her up to Khet. Gently, Angelina put her hands on the girl’s shoulders and tenderly coaxed her onto her knees. Shirley was confused by what was going on until Khet began loosening his belt a few inches from her face.

Khet’s face held a marvellously pleased grin, looking directly at Angelina, as he quickly worked his fingers and thumbs in concert to disrobe.

Request some kinks/themes and if I’m interested, I’ll write it in a short erotic story for you.

Curses! I’ve been gate-keepered out of particular subreddits I was really interested in posting on due to my devious lack of karma.

Now’s the time I get off my ass and finally start writing something.

If you guys have any preferences for kinks or themes for an erotic short story you’d like me to write, let me know and I’ll see if I’m interested in it.

At work currently so I’ll reply asap.

begging to be bred and fucked

Ill keep fucking you even after you’re done, I’ll just keep going till you’re shaking and pulsing with more orgasms than you can count.
Fucking you till you’re overwhelmed, sobbing into my neck from how good it feels to be filled. Fucking you deeper and harder while I cradle you, wipe the tears from your face and whisper shhh, take it like a good cum hungry slut.

I’ll want you laying on your bed pressing on your full bladder while I lightly touch your clit and praise you for being good for me. While I keep teasing your tight, slick entrance.
Ill keep doing this till you’re begging to be bred and fucked silly that your eyes roll up, your tounge sticks out and you start moaning and whining as you yourself.