Drunk dad quickie
Jessica was 16 years old when her parents divorced. That was 6 years ago. She had wanted to stay with her dad when they split up but both her mom and dad thought it would…
Tag: daughter sex story
Dad takes daughter camping
The alarm blared at 7:00 AM, and I groaned, slapping the snooze button with the precision of a man who deeply regretted his life choices. Camping. It had sounded like a great idea a week…
Special needs and a night of sex
Susan adjusted the straps of her crop top in the hallway mirror, smoothing the fabric over her slim waist. The soft pink material contrasted with the dark denim skirt hugging her hips, the frayed hem…
Dad fights temptation spooning daughter in sleeping bag
The sun hung low in the sky as the old Ford truck bounced along the dirt road, kicking up a cloud of dust in its wake. Behind the wheel sat a grizzled man in his…
Christmas at dads cabin
This story is fictional and all characters are 18+ and is about incest. The December air bit at Jen’s cheeks as she stepped out of the bus and onto the snow-dusted curb. Her breath plumed…
Giving her dad with broken arms sexual relief
Amy had always been a daddy’s girl, but she never imagined she’d be helping him in the way she was now. Her 61-year-old dad had broken both of his arms and as his 25-year-old daughter,…
Accidental Gloryhole A family member
I leaned into the mirror, pouting, as I ran a slick of gloss over my lips—peachy pink, Mum’s favourite. The bedroom was a bloody bomb site: hairbrushes, false lashes, about six outfits strewn across my…
Dad hasnt had sex in 8 years and comes out of princess horny
The late afternoon sun spilled through the cracked blinds of the small, weathered house on Maple Street, casting jagged shadows across the living room. The air smelled faintly of stale coffee and the lavender candle…
Sally’s Shocking Shift at the Milking Table Parlour
Warning: This story contains explicit adult content, including graphic sexual descriptions and mature themes. All characters depicted are 18 or older. This is a fictional narrative intended for mature audiences only. The sun spilled through…
Going camping I am Daddy’s Dirty Little Secret
I could feel the chill of the woods before we even got the fire going, but I didn’t complain. I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction. I was wearing my favourite zip-up hoodie—well, unzipped,…