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Call Me Daddy: Taboo Erotica Collections

This collection of taboo romance stories explores forbidden desire between innocent young women and the dominant older men who raised them—stepdads, stepbrothers, step-uncles, fathers-in-law, and their father's closest friends. These alpha men don't ask; they take, training and claiming with blackmail, power games, and total surrender. Expect risky encounters while Mom sleeps down the hall, breeding, and raw, unprotected passion that leaves thighs trembling and minds wrecked. If the thought of being owned and bred by the men who raised you makes your pulse race, then these stories are waiting. For mature readers 18 and over only.
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Chapter 3

Maya

I lay on Daniel's big bed, my wrists tied to the headboard with soft rope, my ankles spread wide and fastened to the lower corners of the frame. My body was open, exposed, and trembling. The room smelled of his cologne and the faint scent of the vibrators he had placed on my nipples and clit. The small buzzing toys pressed hard against my sensitive skin, sending constant, teasing waves of pleasure through me.

"Look at you, Maya," Daniel said, his voice low and rough. He stood at the foot of the bed, naked, his cock already hard and glistening with precum. "You look so pretty all tied up for me."

I swallowed, my throat dry. "I... I'm yours, Daddy."

He smiled, a dark, possessive smile. "Good. Remember that."

He climbed onto the bed, kneeling between my thighs. His hands grabbed my hips, pulling me closer until his cock rubbed against my entrance. The vibrator on my clit buzzed harder, making me gasp.

"Feel that?" he whispered, his thumb circling my clit over the toy. "That's just the start."

He pushed the tip of his cock inside me slowly. I felt the stretch, the burn, the delicious fullness as he filled me inch by inch. My pussy clenched around him, trying to take more.

"You're so tight," he groaned, his forehead resting on my stomach. "Made for my cock."

He began to move, slow and deep. Each thrust dragged his shaft along my walls, hitting spots that made my back arch. The vibrator on my nipples twisted and pulled, sending sharp pleasure straight to my chest. I moaned, my head rolling side to side.

"Fuck... Daddy..." I breathed, my voice shaking.

He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear. "You like being filled while those toys buzz? You like being stretched and teased at the same time?"

"Yes... yes... please..." I begged, my hips bucking against his rhythm.

He chuckled, a low sound that vibrated through me. "Patience, baby. I'm going to edge you over and over until you beg for release."

He kept the pace slow, deliberate. Every few strokes he would pause, pulling his cock almost all the way out, leaving just the tip inside. The vibrators continued their relentless buzz, keeping my nerves on fire. My pussy clenched, my thighs trembled, and I felt the pressure building, a tight coil low in my belly.

"Almost there, huh?" he murmured, his breath hot against my skin. "Feel how close you are? I can feel your walls tightening."

I whimpered, my fingers curling against the ropes. "Please... let me cum..."

He shook his head. "Not yet. I want to hear you scream when I finally let you go."

He slammed back in, deep and hard, making me gasp. The vibrator on my clit buzzed harder, the one on my nipples pinched tighter. My body shook, a scream tearing from my throat as pleasure spiked, but he stopped just before I could tip over the edge.

"No cum yet," he said, his voice firm. "Hold it."

He pulled out again, leaving me empty and aching. The toys kept buzzing, denying me release. My juices slicked my inner thighs, dripping onto the sheets. I could feel my own heat, my own need, throbbing with each pulse of the vibrators.

"You're so wet," he said, sliding two fingers inside me, curling them to press against my spot. "Look at you, dripping for me."

I moaned, my back arching off the bed. "Daddy... please... I need it..."

He laughed, a dark sound. "You'll get it when I decide."

He began again, slow deep thrusts, each one dragging his cock along my swollen walls. The vibrators never stopped, their constant buzz keeping me on the edge. My breath came in ragged gasps, my chest heaving. Every time I felt the orgasm rise, he would pull back, denying me, making the ache grow sharper.

"You love this, don't you?" he whispered, his lips brushing my nipple where the vibrator sat. "You love being denied, being made to wait for my permission."

"Yes... yes... I love it..." I cried, my voice raw.

He increased the speed just a little, his thrusts becoming a steady, deep rhythm. The vibrator on my clit pulsed in time with his hips, each buzz sending a shock straight to my core. My nipples ached from the constant pull, my breasts bouncing with each thrust.

"Look at me," he commanded, his eyes locking onto mine. "Watch me fuck you while those toys torture you."

I stared at him, seeing the lust and control in his gaze. My mouth opened, a moan escaping. "I'm... I'm yours, Daddy... all yours. Do as you please."

He leaned down, capturing my lips in a hard kiss. His tongue invaded my mouth, tasting me as he fucked me. I sucked on his tongue, my own juices mixing with his saliva.

"You taste so good," he murmured against my lips. "Sweet and salty, just like your pussy."

The pressure inside me built again, tighter than before. My legs trembled, my toes curled. I could feel the orgasm coiling, ready to snap.

"I'm... I'm gonna cum..." I gasped, my voice breaking.

He slowed his thrusts, each drag deliberate, each pause maddening. The vibrators buzzed relentlessly, refusing to let me fall.

"Not yet," he said, his voice a low growl. "Hold it for me."

I clenched around him, trying to hold back, but the pleasure was too much. My body shook, a scream building in my throat.

"Please... Daddy... I can't..." I begged, tears prickling my eyes.

He smiled, a wicked grin. "Okay, baby. Let go."

He slammed into me one final time, deep and hard, his cock hitting the deepest part of me. The vibrator on my clit pulsed wildly, the one on my nipples squeezed tight. I felt the dam break.

My orgasm exploded, a violent wave that ripped through my body. My pussy clamped down on his cock like a vise, my hips jerked off the bed, and I screamed his name, a raw, hoarse sound that echoed in the room. Hot liquid gushed from me, coating his shaft, mixing with the buzzing toys.

Daniel groaned, his own release building fast. He kept thrusting, his movements frantic, as he filled me with his hot cum. I felt each pulse of his seed shooting deep inside me, filling me, marking me.

"Fuck... you're mine now," he whispered, his lips brushing my ear as he came. "You're officially mine, Maya. Every drop of you belongs to me."

His words sent another shudder through me, even as my orgasm began to fade. He slowed, his cock softening inside me, still buried deep. The vibrators continued to buzz, but the intensity lessened as his cum leaked out, dripping onto the sheets.

I lay there, panting, my body trembling, my wrists still bound, my legs spread. My chest rose and fell rapidly, my nipples hard and sore from the toys. I could feel his cum leaking from my pussy, warm and thick.

He lowered his head, kissing my neck, his tongue tracing the line of my jaw. "Good girl," he murmured. "You took everything I gave you."

I turned my head to look at him, my eyes glazed with pleasure and something deeper. "I love you, Daddy," I whispered, my voice hoarse. "I love being yours."

He brushed a strand of wet hair from my forehead. "I love you too, Maya."

He slowly pulled out, a string of cum and my juices trailing from my pussy to the sheets. The vibrators clicked off, leaving a quiet hum in the room. He untied the ropes from my wrists and ankles, his fingers brushing my skin gently as he freed me.

I sat up, my legs still shaky, my pussy sore and slick. I reached down, feeling the mess between my legs, bringing my fingers to my mouth to taste the mix of us. A shudder of pleasure ran through me again.

He lay down beside me, pulling me into his arms. My head rested on his chest, listening to his heartbeat slow. My body still tingled, my pussy throbbed faintly, but a deep sense of belonging settled over me.

I closed my eyes, feeling his breath against my hair, his hand stroking my back.

I smiled, half asleep, already craving his next command.

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