Surrender To Sin: Erotica Collections

Please.... Daddy

(Lila's pov)

The steam filled the bathroom thick and heavy as I stepped under the scorching spray. Mom was supposedly out running errands for most of the day, so I allowed myself to relax completely.

I lathered my full breasts slowly, pinching and rolling my sensitive n*****s while my mind replayed all the filthy things Daddy had done to me.

My hand drifted lower between my thighs when the door suddenly opened. Mark stepped inside, already pulling his shirt off over his head, revealing his powerful chest and arms.

“Daddy…” I moaned breathlessly as he joined me under the water completely naked. His large, warm hands immediately replaced mine on my soapy t**s, squeezing them possessively, thumbs flicking my hard n*****s until I gasped.

He pinned me back against the cool tiled wall and kissed me hungrily, his tongue claiming my mouth. “I can’t get enough of this tight little body, princess,” he growled against my lips. His thick fingers slid between my legs, rubbing my swollen c**t in firm circles before pushing two deep inside my soaked p***y. “So f*****g wet already for your stepdaddy.”

“f**k me, Daddy,” I begged desperately, wrapping my small hand around his rock-hard c**k and stroking it eagerly. “I need you deep inside me right now. Please fill me up.”

He lifted me effortlessly, pinning me against the wall. With one powerful thrust he buried every thick inch of his massive c**k inside my tight cunt. “Harder… yes, just like that,” he groaned as he started pounding me relentlessly. “Oh f**k, right there. Take every inch of Daddy’s c**k, baby girl.”

“Yes, Daddy! Harder! f**k my p***y harder!” I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders. The hot water cascaded over our bodies, mixing with my dripping juices as he railed me against the tiles. His heavy balls slapped against me with every brutal thrust. “Oh god, right there… you’re so deep. Don’t stop, Daddy. f**k me like you own me. I’m your dirty little slut.”

He pounded me faster, biting my neck and leaving fresh marks. “Yes… squeeze my c**k just like that. Harder, princess. Oh f**k, right there. You feel so f*****g good.” My orgasm crashed through me hard, my walls spasming violently around his thick shaft. He kept thrusting through it until he buried himself deep and exploded, flooding my p***y with thick, hot ropes of c*m.

After we caught our breath, he carried me out of the shower, dried me gently with a towel, and kissed my forehead tenderly. “Pack a small bag, princess. We’re going to the cabin for the weekend. I told your mom it’s a solo work trip. It’ll be just you and Daddy for two whole days. No sneaking around.”

I packed excitedly, my p***y still leaking his c*m down my thighs. We had no idea that Mom had grown deeply suspicious and had quietly followed us in her car, staying several miles behind.

The drive up to the remote cabin was pure teasing torture. Daddy’s hand stayed between my thighs the entire time, fingering my c*m-filled p***y slowly while I stroked his c**k through his pants. By the time we arrived, I was desperate again.

The moment we stepped inside the cozy, isolated cabin, he carried me straight to the bedroom like a man possessed. He tied my wrists securely to the wooden bedposts with soft ropes, spreading my legs wide open and fully exposing my dripping, c*m-leaking p***y.

“Now you’re completely mine, princess. No rushing. No worrying about your mother hearing,” he said darkly. “I’m going to devour every inch of you.”

“Daddy, please lick me first,” I whimpered, pulling helplessly on the ropes. “I need your tongue on my p***y so bad.”

He dropped between my spread thighs and buried his face in my soaked cunt. His hot tongue licked long, hungry strokes from my asshole all the way up to my swollen c**t, devouring my juices and his own c*m with wet, obscene sounds. “Mmm… so f*****g sweet,” he growled against my folds. “Grind on Daddy’s tongue, baby girl.”

“Faster, Daddy… oh f**k, right there on my c**t,” I moaned loudly, my hips bucking against his face. “Yes… lick me harder. Suck my c**t, please. I’m going to c*m all over your tongue. Don’t stop!”

He sucked my swollen c**t into his mouth, flicking it rapidly while pushing two thick fingers deep inside me, curling them perfectly against my g-spot. I came hard, screaming his name as juices flooded his mouth. He kept licking through every wave, drinking me greedily.

Then he climbed up and slammed his thick c**k back into my spasming p***y. He f****d me for hours — missionary, doggy style, me riding him while still partially tied, against the wall — filling me with c*m twice more before we finally collapsed in a sweaty, exhausted, satisfied heap.

The next morning we were still tangled together, his c**k half-hard inside me, when the cabin door suddenly burst open with a loud bang.

Mom stood in the doorway, her face pale with shock and rage. She had followed us the entire way and seen everything through the window the night before.

“What the hell is this?!” she screamed, voice cracking. “Mark! Lila!”

Mark froze for a second, then quickly tried to cover me with the sheet. “Honey… it’s not what it looks like. This was… this was a mistake. A one-time thing. Please, let me explain.”

Mom’s eyes filled with tears of betrayal. “I followed you both! I saw everything — you tying her up, licking her, f*****g her for hours like animals! How long has this been going on behind my back?”

I stayed silent, heart hammering, fresh c*m still slowly dripping from my well-used p***y onto the sheets.

Mark stood up slowly. At first he tried to deny it again. “It was just this weekend. It won’t happen again. I swear.”

But Mom wasn’t buying any of it. She stared straight at me, then at him. “Tell me the truth, Mark. Right now.”

He looked down at me lying there naked and claimed, then back at Mom. The hesitation in his eyes finally melted away, replaced by dark, possessive hunger. He reached down and stroked my hair tenderly, then pulled the sheet completely off my naked body, fully exposing my swollen, c*m-filled p***y to her gaze.

“You’re right,” he said finally, his voice low, steady, and almost proud. “It wasn’t a mistake. Lila has belonged to me for weeks now. I’ve been f*****g her in our house, in my office, on our couch while you slept down the hall. This tight little cunt is Daddy’s now. And she loves it.”

Mom gasped, staring in horror at the evidence dripping from me.

“Daddy…” I whispered, my voice trembling with fear and forbidden arousal.

Mark looked straight at Mom, his hand sliding down to cup my breast possessively. “You can leave if you want. But I’m not stopping. Not ever.”

Even with her watching, he reached between my legs and rubbed my swollen c**t. My body responded instantly. He pushed three fingers deep inside me and pumped them fast, curling against my g-spot.

“Oh god, Daddy…” I whimpered, my thighs starting to shake. “I’m going to… I’m gonna squirt, Daddy! Please don’t stop!”

“c*m for me, princess. Show your mother how hard you squirt for Daddy,” he growled, fingering me faster and harder.

The pressure built unbearably fast. My whole body tensed, then exploded. A powerful gush of clear fluid squirted out around his fingers, soaking his hand, my thighs, and the sheets beneath me. I screamed as wave after wave of squirt sprayed out, my p***y spasming violently while Mom watched in stunned silence.

“f**k yes… that’s my good girl,” Mark praised, still fingering me through the intense, messy orgasm. More squirt gushed out, dripping everywhere.

Mom stood frozen in the doorway, unable to speak, staring at the obscene sight of her husband’s fingers buried deep in her daughter’s squirting p***y.