All Chapters of All… For My Daddies! : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Bella.This was wrong.I shouldn’t be committing this twisted, depraved thing. I shouldn’t be spreading my legs for my brother. My own real brother. The same boy who used to carry me on his back when I was little, who protected me from bullies in school, who was supposed to be my safe place. Yet here I was, naked and dripping on the sleeping bag, letting him bury his fingers deep inside my virgin cunt while our parents sat just outside the tent.It was wrong, right?But there was also no wrong when your brother teaches you things. When your big brother wants you to learn. When he looks at you like you’re the only thing he’s ever wanted. There was no wrong when he slides his thick fingers into your tight little pussy and rubs them against your swollen clit until you’re shaking. No wrong when he puts his hot mouth right on your dripping cunt and makes you cum so hard your vision whites out. No wrong when you moan his name while your lips wrap around his cock, sucking him like t

Bella.I was losing my mind.Damon had me folded almost in half, my knees pressed to my chest as he slammed into me with deep, punishing strokes. His thick cock stretched my virgin pussy so wide it burned in the most perfect way, every thrust hitting so deep I felt it in my stomach. The wet, filthy slap of his hips against my ass filled the small tent, mixing with my broken, muffled moans.“Damon… oh fuck… it’s too deep… you’re so big…” I whimpered, tears of overwhelming pleasure leaking from the corners of my eyes. My hands gripped his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as I tried to hold on.He groaned low, leaning down to bite my neck as he fucked me harder. “You’re taking your big brother’s cock so well, Bella. Look at you… creaming all over me like a good little sister. This tight pussy was made for me.”I was soaking the sleeping bag, my juices gushing out around his cock with every brutal thrust. The pressure inside me built higher and higher, my clit grinding against h

Damon.I knew it was wrong. Very wrong. That my obsession had grown teeth. She was my little sister, for crying out loud. Like Mom said, I should be taking good care of her. And I was. Anyone would agree with that.But the moment Dad suggested Bella sit on my lap in the car, I knew I was finished. Completely ruined. There were too many dirty fantasies running through my head at that time — slipping my cock into her tight little cunt and slowly thrusting into her while our parents sang in the front seat. Instead, my fingers did the job. They weren’t perfect, but they made her cum so hard around them, soaking my hand. I tasted her juices afterward. It was heaven. I had fucked and tasted many girls before, but Bella — my own little sister — tasted like nothing I had ever had. Was it because she was forbidden? Because she was blood? Because she was the one girl I was never supposed to want? My head was twisted at this point.Even walking this long trail with her by my side had

Bella.Damon didn’t think. He didn’t hesitate.In one swift motion, he pulled me to my feet, spun me around, and bent me over. My hands slammed against the rough bark of the tree, my back arched deeply, ass pushed out toward him like an offering. He didn’t bother pulling my leggings down. He simply tore the thin fabric with a sharp rip, the sound echoing through the quiet woods as my pussy was fully exposed to the cool air.“Fuck, Bella…” he groaned, his voice low and feral. “Look at this pretty little pussy dripping for your big brother.”I gasped as I felt the thick, swollen head of his cock rub against my soaked folds, teasing my entrance, coating himself in my juices. Then, without another word, he slammed into me.“Oh my God—Damon!” I cried out, my voice breaking as he buried every thick inch of his cock into my tight cunt in one brutal thrust. The stretch was overwhelming, almost painful, but so fucking perfect. He was so deep, so big, filling me completely, stretching my

Dianne.The next morning, I woke to Simon’s fingers trailing up my thighs. He lay behind me in bed, his hand slipping beneath my nightwear. His four fingers pressed flat against my pussy mound, rubbing firmly before finding my clit. With his other hand, he hiked the fabric all the way to my waist, exposing my bare ass so it pressed back against the hard bulge straining through his silk boxers.“Fuck…” I moaned, low and needy. But deep down, I wanted to scream loud enough for his father to hear every filthy sound.He rubbed my clit hard and rough, then slid two thick fingers inside me, thrusting them in and out with purpose.“Oh my God, Simon… fuck… please don’t stop.” I squirmed against him, chasing the pleasure, until the phone buzzed on the nightstand.His damn phone. And I already knew—he’d never ignore it. As usual. One time he’d pulled out mid-thrust and rushed off because his boss called.“Simon, you don’t have to do this right now,” I pleaded, breathless. “At least let us fin