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Daddy One Shots: An Erotica Collection

Explore a dark collection of taboo erotica where possessive daddies claim their daughters in raw, boundary-pushing encounters. From a step-parent betraying his marriage bed to a blind girl being deceived, these stories feature high-risk exposure and intense degradation. Experience twisted scenarios involving billionaire dons and wedding day betrayals. With breeding kinks and brutal dirty talk, these explicit 18+ shorts delve into a world of forbidden, scorching lust.
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Chapter 7

He was moments away from filling her cunt with his semen. What the fuck was he thinking? Another class? Matt would rather cut his heart out than get stuck with her in his lectures for another semester.

Fucking pull out. The bitch might not be on birth control, Matt panicked.

Matt clamped a hand over Tiana's mouth as she screamed blue murder, her muffled cries vibrating against his palm. Too late to ask her now. Her cunt was crushing his dick so hard that there was no avoiding it. He was about to cream pie his stepdaughter. The thought was both horrifying and thrilling.

"Are you on birth control?" he choked out anyway, his voice strained as he fought the inevitable.

Tiana, slut that she was, was in fact on the pill, but mischief sparkled in her eyes.

"No," she said with a breathy giggle, her body still shaking against Matt's as she looked back at him over her shoulder. "Give your wife's kid a kid, daddy."

Matt yanked his dick out of Tiana's still cuming cunt, painful as it was (the sudden emptiness making her moan in protest).

"Fuck. Son of a bitch," Matt cursed as his dick ached, but he had to get away.

"Kidding. God, lighten up," Tiana murmured.

He stumbled away from her, his cock throbbing in defiance. Voices could be heard outside the lecture hall, muffled chatter growing louder. Students were gathering for a lecture. They were about to get caught in a very compromising position.

"Fuck," Matt cursed under his breath, then hastily bent down to pick up his pants.

His semi hard dick was still spitting out ropes of cum onto the floor with wet splats.

He knew he was making a mess, the sticky fluid pooling, but his mind wasn't working. It was fogged over with post orgasm bliss.

He panicked, looking on while Tiana clung to the bench. She held on for dear life as she came down from her very lengthy high, her body trembling, soft whimpers escaping.

For just a second, Matt admired his handiwork. His dick made the nineteen year old bitch cum that hard.

"Next time I come to class, we'll fuck in your office after. This is too risky," she announced breathlessly, now convinced she needed more of Matt's fantastic dick, the ache already building again between her legs.

"There won't be a n-n, fuck. Never again. Stay the fuck away from me," Matt demanded, but his aching dick was still cuming for Tiana's pussy, twitching at the thought. "Fucking make it stop," he called down to his dick in frustration. "Get dressed. We have to leave," he said to Tiana, stuffing his dick into his pants once it finally stopped cuming.

The fabric of his pants chafed his sensitive dick, making him wince.

The double doors pushed open with a creak. Matt's heart stopped. He froze in terror. Tiana was unfazed.

"First say you'll keep fucking me," Tiana challenged defiantly, shaking her tits at Matt, the globes bouncing enticingly.

He did love those fucking tits. The way they heaved, pink nipples still hard, called out to the horny teenager in him. He wanted to suck on her nipples, fuck those jugs, cum all over them, maul them, the works.

Fuck. No. If someone caught him like this with a student, his job, his wife, he would lose everything. The thought made his stomach drop. He hastily caved.

"Fine," he hissed under his breath, desperation to save face winning out. "Just fucking pull down your skirt," he said, advancing on her, his heart still pounding mercilessly.

A fresh bead of sweat dripped on his brow as he feared getting caught, the voices growing closer.

He hurriedly helped her get dressed, his hands shaking as he buttoned her blouse over her tits, brushing her nipples accidentally and making her moan softly.

"Please don't tell your mom I fucked you," he pleaded, his voice low and broken.

"Well, you do have an impressive, big dick. I bet it can go for hours. As long as it's pleasing my pussy, I promise to study for all your lectures in the future, professor. Every last one. Mum's the word," Tiana said with a coy wink, zipping her mouth closed with a dramatic gesture.

A twinkle in her eye promised more trouble, but Matt had no time to think about that as students flooded the lecture hall. He grabbed her hand and hurriedly rushed her outside.

Despite intending to renege on the deal, Matt grew restless when Helen could not make it to see him time and again. Not three days later, he buried his dick in his stepdaughter again.

This continued for the next few months, each encounter rougher than the last. They snuck into his office after lectures for quick, brutal fucks that left them both breathless. The new arrangement worked for them both. Somehow Tiana even passed the class.

To Matt, it was a naughty, pleasurable fling that reminded him of his youth. The thrill of fucking a forbidden pussy made him feel alive again. Tiana, on the other hand, soon fancied herself in love. Her heart twisted with possessiveness every time Helen called.

But a deal was a deal. When the semester was over, she went home and played nice with her stepdaddy. She smiled sweetly at family dinners while her pussy ached for his dick. Everything was turning out in Matt's favour.

Matt could barely look Helen in the eye when he and Tiana went home, guilt eating at him. He wined, dined and fucked his wife constantly to make up for the infidelity, pounding into her with desperate vigor. All this special attention he was showering Helen with made Tiana green with envy.

She fisted her sheets as she heard their moans through the walls at night, but she kept the peace, biding her time. She made no move to try and start things up again, her restraint a calculated play. A relieved Matt thought he was in the clear. The fleeting affair was a secret he would take to his grave.

Until the next semester rolled around. Lo and behold, who should he find, front and center in his very first lecture? None other than a braless Tiana, her nipples poking through her shirt teasingly.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Matt hissed, breaking out into a cold sweat once he reached her, his voice a whisper shout as students filed in around them.

"Keeping my promise. I changed my major to Mathematics this morning. I pre-studied for class and everything. See?" Tiana said with a coy smirk, spreading her legs at the same time she opened her textbook to show Matt her highlights, her bare pussy flashing him under the desk, already wet and ready. "I'm going to study for every last lecture and make you proud, Professor daddy. I hope you keep your word too."

It took Matt a second to recall her wording all those months ago now while he was horny out of his mind.

As long as it's pleasing my pussy, I promise to study for all your lectures in the future.

That was also when she promised not to tell Helen about them fucking. Matt took the hint. The little bitch wanted her cunt railed... for the next four years... by him.

It wasn't a request or suggestion. He could do nothing but comply, lest she opened her mouth and blabbed. Matt hated the little bitch, but his dick sure didn't. It was hardening in his pants in anticipation as he stared at her tits.

"My office after class. With any luck, I'll fuck you to death," he said with a snarl, giving in far too easily, the weak man that he was.

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