Surrender To Sin: Erotica Collections

Please....... Daddy

(Lila's pov)

A few days after Mom caught us and left the house, filing for divorce, the guilt hit me like a heavy wave. What we were doing was wrong. Mark was my stepfather.

I had helped destroy my own family. The shame became too much to bear. So I started avoiding him completely.

I stayed late at school with made-up excuses, locked my bedroom door at night, and barely spoke more than a few cold words to him during dinner. The tension in the house was thick and unbearable.

To try and feel normal again, I agreed to go on a real date with Jake, a sweet boy from my English class. We went to the movies, held hands in the dark, and then ended up in the backseat of his car. He was gentle and nervous.

His c**k was average at best. When he f****d me, it felt mechanical — quick, awkward, and completely unsatisfying. I faked an orgasm, staring at the car ceiling and thinking about Daddy the entire time. I felt empty, used, and deeply guilty when it was over.

When I got home late that night, Mark was waiting in the living room, sitting in the dark with a glass of whiskey in his hand. His eyes were filled with a storm of anger, hurt, and raw jealousy.

“Where the hell have you been?” he demanded, standing up slowly, his voice low and dangerous.

I tried to walk past him toward the stairs.

“Out with a friend. It’s none of your business anymore, Mark.”

He grabbed my arm firmly, pulling me back against his chest. “You let some boy f**k you tonight, didn’t you? After everything we’ve shared? After I claimed you as mine?”

Tears filled my eyes as I yanked my arm away. “Yes, I did! Because this ... us.. is completely f****d up, Daddy. You’re my stepfather. Mom left because of us. I needed to feel normal for once. I needed to try and forget how much I crave you every single day.”

Mark’s face twisted with deep pain. For a moment, I saw real heartbreak in his eyes.

“Normal? That boy could never make you feel what I do. He could never own you the way I do, Lila. You’re mine.”

I tried to push past him again, but he pinned me gently against the wall, his body pressing into mine. His kiss was rough, desperate, and full of love and possession.

I fought it for a second, then completely melted into him, tears running down my cheeks.

“I hate how much I need you,” I whispered against his lips, my voice breaking. “I tried to forget you tonight, but his c**k felt so wrong. I kept thinking about you the whole time. I’m sorry, Daddy. I’m so sorry.”

Mark groaned deeply, lifting me up and carrying me to the couch. He pulled my dress off roughly and dropped to his knees, spreading my legs wide.

He buried his face in my c*m-filled p***y, licking me roughly, tasting the mix of my juices and Jake’s c*m with raw hunger.

“Oh god, Daddy… yes,” I moaned, grabbing his hair. “Lick me clean. Suck all of it out. I’m sorry… I only want you. Please forgive me.”

He devoured me with intense, emotional passion, sucking my c**t hard while pushing three thick fingers deep inside me, curling them perfectly.

“You’re mine, princess. Say it,” he murmured against my folds.

“I’m yours, Daddy. Only yours,” I cried, my hips grinding against his face.

“Lick my p***y harder. Finger me deeper. I need you so much. Erase him from my body, please. I love you.”

He sucked and fingered me relentlessly until I came hard, squirting all over his face and the couch. He drank every drop, groaning with satisfaction and love.

He stood up, pulled out his thick, rock-hard c**k, and I immediately dropped to my knees. I sucked him eagerly, taking him deep into my throat.

“Mmm… your c**k is the only one I want, Daddy,” I moaned between sloppy strokes.

“f**k my mouth. Use me. I’m sorry for trying to replace you.”

“Harder… yes, just like that,” he groaned, f*****g my throat roughly.

“Oh f**k, right there, princess. Faster. Take me deeper. Yes… oh there… your mouth is perfect.”

I gagged and drooled on him, worshipping his c**k with desperate love and guilt. He pulled me up, laid me on the couch, and slammed into me in one powerful thrust.

“f**k me harder, Daddy!” I cried out, wrapping my legs around him.

“Erase him. Fill me with your c*m. I love you. I’m sorry I tried to run away from us.”

He pounded me with passionate roughness, biting my neck and sucking my breasts hard, moving from one to the other with hungry need.

“Yes… right there. Harder, princess. Oh f**k, you feel so good. You’re mine forever.”

We came together in a powerful, emotional release. I squirted around his c**k as he flooded me with thick, hot c*m, both of us trembling with love, lust, and relief.

Afterward, he held me close on the floor, stroking my hair tenderly. “No more avoiding me, princess,” he whispered.

“No more boys. You’re Daddy’s forever. We’ll figure everything out together.”

“I promise, Daddy,” I whispered back, cuddling into his chest, feeling safe and loved in his strong arms. “I’m yours. Completely.”