
Call Me Daddy (Taboo Erotica Collections)
Luneth · Ongoing · 74.6k Words
Introduction
If the idea of the man who should protect you instead pinning you down and claiming every hole makes you squirm, close this book immediately and find something tame.
But if your panties are already soaked and your pulse is racing at the thought of forbidden hands on your body… then spread those pages like a good little slut and keep going.
This isn't sweet. This isn't slow. These stories throw innocent young women straight into the fire—defiant brats broken by the commanding cs of their dominant stepdads, possessive stepbrothers, hungry step-uncles, dominant fathers-in-law, reclaiming ex-dads, and their father's best friends.
Expect rough throat-fg that leaves mascara running down flushed cheeks. Expect tight virgin asses stretched wide and pounded mercilessly. Expect fertile little ps pumped full of thick, risky creampies while they growl filthy promises: “Daddy's going to knock you up, princess. Fill that womb until you're carrying my baby.” Sneaking around while Mom sleeps down the hall. Risky quickies that could get them caught any second. Blackmail, power games, and total surrender. These alpha men don't ask—they take.
They train eager mouths, claim every hole, and mark their territory with load after load of hot cum.
Breeding. Deepthroat. Anal. Degradation. DDLG. bm. Raw, unprotected taboo f****g that leaves trembling thighs sticky and minds completely wrecked.If the thought of being owned, ruined, and bred by the men who raised you makes your cunt clench… welcome home, babygirl.Your men are already hard and waiting.
Chapter 1
Maya
My heart was pounding so hard as I stood outside Daniel's home office that night. Mom had left for her business trip a few hours earlier, leaving the house empty except for us. I kept thinking back to when she married him two years ago. I was seventeen then, a handful—bright, rebellious, always causing trouble. Daniel seemed like this quiet, commanding businessman who would fix our chaotic home. Tall, handsome, and fifteen years older than me, he stepped in as the strict but caring stepfather. He set firm rules and expected me to obey. At first, I hated him for it. I resented how he tried to control me.
But now I was nineteen, and my body had changed. My tits were fuller, my hips wider, and I felt like a real woman. I started testing him on purpose—wearing short skirts around the house, giving him lingering glances, and having little "accidents" where I'd drop something and bend over in barely anything. He resisted for so long, but I could see the hunger in his eyes. Tonight, with Mom gone, I was going to push him until he couldn't hold back anymore.
I knocked softly and stepped inside, wearing my tiniest tank top that barely covered my hard nipples and a short skirt with no panties underneath. My pussy was already wet just thinking about him.
"Daniel?" I said, my voice soft. "Can we talk? It's important."
He looked up from his desk, his dark eyes narrowing. "It's late, Maya. What do you want?"
I walked closer, biting my lip. "I... I hate boys my age. They're so immature and rough. They don't know how to touch a girl right. But older men... experienced men like you... I can't stop thinking about it. I fantasize about you, Daniel. About what it would feel like if you took control."
His jaw clenched. He stood up, towering over me. "Maya, stop this right now. I'm your stepfather. This is completely inappropriate. You need to learn some self-respect."
But I could see the bulge in his pants getting bigger. I stepped even closer, pressing my body against him. "Please, Daddy. I've been teasing you for months. Short skirts, no bra, bending over so you could see. I want you to teach me. Show me how a real man fucks."
Something broke in him. His eyes darkened with lust. "You little brat. You've been begging for this, haven't you?" He grabbed my arm hard and spun me around, bending me over his desk. My skirt flipped up, exposing my bare, dripping pussy and ass.
"Oh fuck," he growled, his hand coming down hard on my ass with a loud smack. "No panties? You're such a dirty little slut walking around my house like this."
The sting made me moan loud. "Yes! Spank me, Daddy. I've been so bad, teasing you."
He spanked me again and again, harder each time. My ass burned red and hot. "This tight young pussy is mine now. Your stepdad is going to teach you proper lessons in pleasure and discipline."
I pushed my ass back against him. "Please touch me. I'm so wet for you."
His thick fingers slid between my legs, rubbing my swollen clit before shoving two inside me roughly. "So fucking tight and soaked. You've never had a real cock, have you? Boys your age can't stretch this cunt like I can."
"Ahh! Yes, Daddy! Finger my pussy harder," I begged, gripping the desk. His fingers pumped in and out fast, making wet squelching sounds. I was dripping down my thighs.
He pulled his fingers out and made me suck them. "Taste how much you want your stepfather's cock."
I licked them clean, moaning. "I need it. Please fuck me, Daniel. Put your big cock in me."
He unzipped his pants. His thick, veiny cock sprang out, rock hard and bigger than anything I'd imagined. He rubbed the fat head up and down my slippery slit. "Beg like the whore you are."
"Please, Daddy! Shove your cock deep into your stepdaughter's tight pussy. Ruin me for other boys!"
With a deep grunt, he thrust forward hard. I screamed as he stretched me wide open, filling me completely in one stroke. It hurt but felt so fucking good. "Oh god! You're so big... it hurts!"
"Take it all, you naughty girl," he growled, starting to pound me. The desk shook with every powerful thrust. His balls slapped against my clit. "This cunt belongs to me now. Your mother can't know how much you love getting fucked by your stepdad."
"Yes! Fuck me harder, Daddy! I'm your little slut!" I cried out, pushing back to meet his thrusts. The pleasure built fast. His hand reached around to rub my clit while he railed me.
"You're clenching so tight around my cock," he panted. "Such a greedy little hole. Say it louder."
"My pussy is yours, Daddy! Fuck your stepdaughter's cunt! Don't stop!"
He grabbed my hair, pulling my head back as he slammed deeper. Skin slapped loudly against skin. I was moaning like a whore, completely lost in it.
He suddenly pulled out, making me whimper. "On your knees. Suck your stepdad's cock clean."
I dropped down fast, taking his thick shaft into my mouth. It tasted like my own juices. I sucked hard, bobbing my head, trying to take as much as I could.
"Fuck, good girl," he groaned, holding my head and pushing deeper into my throat. "Choke on it. That's how you please me."
I gagged but kept going, tears in my eyes. He face-fucked me for a minute before pulling me up and laying me on the desk on my back. He spread my legs wide and thrust back inside.
"Look at me while I fuck you," he ordered, staring into my eyes. "This is your first proper lesson. You're going to cum on your stepfather's cock."
He pounded me deep and fast. His mouth found my tits, sucking and biting my nipples. "These tits are mine too."
"I'm gonna cum, Daddy!" I screamed. My body shook hard as the orgasm hit me, my pussy squeezing his cock.
He didn't stop. "Good slut. Now take my load." With a few more deep thrusts, he roared and exploded inside me. Hot cum flooded my pussy, filling me up.
We stayed like that, breathing heavy. But he wasn't done. He made me ride him on his chair next, his hands gripping my ass as I bounced.
"Ride that cock, Maya. Show Daddy how much you wanted this," he said.
"Yes, Daddy... I love your cock so much," I moaned, grinding on him.
We fucked for hours that night—on the desk, the chair, even against the wall. He taught me how to take it from behind again, spanking me and calling me his secret fucktoy. By the end, I was covered in his cum, sore but completely satisfied.
As he held me after, he whispered, "This is just the beginning, little girl. You're mine now."
I smiled, knowing I belonged to him now.
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