Father Stories

Josie gets a lot closer to her new stepmom after her daddy has to go to the hospital. Now, the two of them sleep in the same bed and they keep each other content in ways that females only know as the shortest route to a nice orgasm ever invented. Now she is working as a babysitter and her mom is helping her out the best way possible.

A young woman finds a unique way to keep her family together

An eighteen-year-old daughter wonders what possessed her to challenge her father to a battle of wills.

A Story in the Sexual Freedom Charter Universe
Readers of 'Nine Memorable Days' will know that Bill Herschfeldt, the husband of Caroline, left on a business trip to Sydney on the Sunday she met with Justin Robertson to discuss a painting with him. (Chapters seven and eight). This is the story of that five day business trip and is proof that in this case pleasure most definitely comes before business!

This is an unusual story, let me tell you in advance. The protagonist gets off on a fetish the Japanese call "gokkun", which is basically feeding girls cum. His version involves his stepdaughter, who ingests a great deal of his cum unawares on a daily basis. This Christmas will be his crowning achievement.

Miss Scarlett is the mistress of the Oglethorpe Plantation. The Civil War is drawing to a close. Raw passions and unfettered lust consume sexually deprived Confederate females. They are prisoners in their own land with a shocking lack of male company to tend their sexual needs. Miss Scarlett is determined to do anything it takes to save her beloved plantation and her disappearing way of life. Rufus the head field hand has ample outlets for his virile stamina and he performs so very well.

I stood up, but the soft and wonderful feeling of my daughter's breasts was still on my neck. Because my wife went to the school summer camp, I hadn't touched a woman for three weeks. The touch just now completely aroused my sexual desire. I should have left my daughter's room to let her sleep well, but I couldn't move my feet. I gently half-knelt in front of my daughter's bed and began to slowly stare at her.