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Chapter 6
by El-E
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No Salvation
As the room of cocks reached the height of its debauchery, the climax was unleashed. Each and every one of those thrusting, writhing cocks erupted in a symphony of release, covering me in a deluge of sticky, hot cum.
Loads upon loads of glistening semen splattered across my face, slathering my body in the vile essence of their perverse pleasure. It dripped down my skin, mingling with the sweat of my own forbidden desires.
Released from the torment of that closing room, I staggered back into the hallway, my feminized form now drenched in the spunk of a dozen faceless entities. The sticky residue clung to me like a perverse badge of honor, a testament to the depths of my debauchery.
And there, in the flickering light of the hallway, stood my father, his eyes wide with a mixture of shock and twisted lust. He watched as I, covered in the sticky reminders of my recent encounter, stumbled towards him, my hips swaying with a newfound confidence.
Wordlessly, he moved forward, his hands reaching out to cup my cum-soaked face. His touch was electrifying, sending shivers down my spine. Desire hung heavy in the air as we stood there, connected by an unspoken understanding.
Without hesitation, my father pulled me close, his lips crashing onto mine in a ****, primal kiss. Our embrace was fueled by the taboo, the mingling taste of cum sealing our forbidden connection.
As the kiss deepened, our hands roamed greedily across each other's bodies, exploring every inch of skin. We were consumed by the throes of lust, locked in a dance of twisted desire.
My father's touch ignited a fire within me, burning bright and wild. The cum-soaked heat seeping into my pores intensified the sensations, transforming the taboo encounter into an inferno of pleasure.
With a forceful grip, he pushed me against the wall, his fingers digging into my flesh. There was hunger in his eyes, a raw craving that matched my own. Without a word, he tore at the cum-soaked fabric clinging to my body, exposing the ****, corrupted desires beneath.
My father's dominant grip tightened around my feminized form, his fingers leaving imprints of desire on my spent and cum-covered body. He pushed me against the wall, a hungry dominance gleaming in his eyes.
Without hesitation, he growled, "You fucking whore. Look at you, covered in all that cum. Who do you think you belong to, huh? Tell me!"
I whimpered, my voice trembling with eager submission. "I-I'm yours, Daddy. All yours."
His lips, hot with lust, crashed onto my exposed, shaking flesh, marking me with each possessive bite. I could feel his teeth grazing against my sensitive skin, driving me to the edge of ecstatic surrender.
His voice dripped with raw intensity as he commanded, "On your knees, you nasty little bitch."
I obeyed, sinking to the floor, my body trembling with anticipation. His dominating grip tightened around my hair as he guided my mouth towards his pulsating member, demanding my absolute obedience.
"Take it, slut. Show me how much you fucking want it," he growled.
Without hesitation, I opened wide, accepting his cock into the wet warmth of my mouth. The mingling taste of his precum and the remnants of my previous encounter filled my senses, fueling the depths of my wanton hunger. My lips and tongue danced with a fervent desire to please him.
As he thrust into my mouth, his grip on my hair grew tighter, his voice dripping with dominance. "That's it, you filthy cocksucker. Take it deep. Swallow every fucking inch."
Each thrust pushed me further into a whirlwind of submission. With the taste of his salty release on my tongue, I welcomed his climax, **** for his control, for his ownership.
We collapsed together, a tangle of sweaty limbs and shattered inhibitions. In that moment, we had transcended societal norms, embracing a connection that defied all boundaries.
As we caught our breath, he leaned in close, his voice filled with a mix of awe and raw desire. "God, you're such a dirty slut. I can't believe how fucking good you make me feel."
I smiled, my throat still tingling from his forceful release. "Only for you, Daddy. I'll always be your nasty little slut."
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Poppets
A Novella
A while ago I wrote a whole weird, long attempt at erotic fiction. I don't know if long-form is my best material, but it has been sitting around doing nothing for a while. I am going to add the whole story here as one path. Much of it is unedited-- so there may be inconsistencies. I encourage others to jump in and use the story as a starting point for their own fantasies. The basic set up is a simple people go to a house and mess around with each other type. My main fetish here is the usual body and body part swap. The main character starts as male (I think). I encourage you to add whatever you wish, and take the story in your own directions.
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- wife, dadson, crossdressing, mindfuck, gay, gednerbending, puppet, mistress, cheating, teasing, toy, dolls, haunted house, halloween, spooky, creepy, toy maker, poem, spooky house, exploration, belladonna plants and other women, fatherson, trapped, stuck, daddy, son, slow sex, lesbian, control, mind control, girlxgirl, cuckold
Updated on May 4, 2024
by El-E
Created on Oct 18, 2017
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