All Chapters of DADDY - MOMMY: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

I gave my dad a peck on the lips when we got to school. I happily exited the car, waved to him, and entered the school building. Yesterday was the first day of school, but we had just returned from our joyful vacation in Miami. The beaches there are beautiful, and we enjoyed it because we rented a beach house near the sea.It wasn't really in the plan, but we needed quality time with each other. So we traveled and enjoyed it very much. Because we stayed near the beach, my skin was tan, and I'm pleased with my vacation. I smiled when I saw Yellow entering the building. I ran up to her and surprised her. I laughed when she screamed."God, Orange! You scared me!" she says. "It's wonderful that you got home. I was worried that you were enjoying your vacation too much.""I did enjoy it very much. My dad and I were both exhausted when we got home yesterday.""You're rich, and your father has a private plane. So why didn't you guys get home earlier?""We had a long flight. We extended our st

I squealed when Daddy planted a kiss on my neck while I was cooking breakfast. His arms wrapped around my waist, one of his hands went up, and he squeezed my breasts. The other one touched my cotton shorts and underwear, and he caressed my center. I moaned when his finger touched my p*ssy and felt like I would fall over from the delight it caused. He also squeezed my n*pple from the shirt I was wearing.“Does it still hurt, baby girl?” He asked me in a deep voice, and it startled me when his finger pressed my cl*t.“Not anymore, Daddy. It’s ready for you.” He laughed. He tilted my head, and our lips met.It’s been a day since something happened between us after he got my V-card. He didn’t touch me after that, but he went to work and didn’t even notice Mommy hadn’t come home yet. That’s what I am thankful for. As usual, I also went to school and bonded with my friends.Yesterday was Friday, the last day of our classes before summer vacation. My friends and I have our plans. Sherri will

Loud, pleasurable moans echoed through the master’s bedroom’s enormous bathroom. My daddy and I were inside as he pounded into me viciously and fast from behind. My hands rested on the wall while one of my feet was on top of the toilet seat. We both stood, and I let out a series of moans because of the ticklish sensation that flows through my center. His hand was covering my big, bouncy breasts, which he was still squeezing. My daddy pleasured me until we were both satisfied last night. He never gets tired, as he has a lot of stamina. When I woke up this morning, he was eating my p*ssy again.Then, as we prepared to take a shower, we found ourselves engaging in intimate activities once more. Daddy drove his long length into my wet entrance, which remained as tight as he had described, and he pushed hard inside me. Every stroke of his c*ck on my pussy walls makes me more excited, causing my muscles to contract, which he loves. He gave a powerful thrust, and I could feel him filling me

Daddy and I went home in the evening after seeing Mommy at the hospital, and we will just come back tomorrow morning. We really have no choice but to wait. I feel so confused right now. There's that feeling of guilt because Daddy and I are in a relationship.On one hand, there's happiness because if this ends, I will have my Daddy all to myself. The dark view appeals to me, but I don't want that. It's like I wish my mom would just disappear so we could be free. It's so wrong! I don't even think about how Daddy feels right now. This is still his wife. They have been through a lot together, and they have me as their daughter.I told Daddy that I was going to take a shower to get rid of the hospital smell. He went to his home office and seemed to be talking to someone. I changed my mind when I was already in the bathroom. I just prepared the bathtub, almost filling it with warm water and adding bath salt and scented oil. I also lit the scented candles that were there, and when I submerge

ASHER GHOURD'S POVThe smile remained on my lips as I drove to the hospital to see and watch over my comatose wife. I know I shouldn't be happy because of her condition, but I can't help it. Who wouldn't be happy if my baby girl makes me happy every day? I licked my lips and could still taste her sweet nectar like honey.Since my daughter blossomed into a young woman, every time I see her, the beautiful shape of her body, her gentle and lovely face, the sudden growth of her breasts and buttocks, my mind—and body—are filled with desire and the longing for her to be mine.Every time she greets me when I come home tired from work, serving me, taking care of me, all of that touches my heart. I never thought I would love my own daughter eventhough she's not really mine. I know it's wrong, but I can't help it, especially since my spouse and I are always fighting.Well, we were forced to get married because I got her pregnant. I loved her back then, but we weren't really ready yet. But I am