Cum Slut for My Preacher Daddy 4-Pack E-Book

Krissy Cox

• Herausgeber: Krissy Cox
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Get all four naughty books in one bundle at a discounted price.

Stories included:

Cum Slut for My Preacher Daddy #1 - Winnie Wilson is on a mission — throw an unforgettable church festival and seduce Preacher Steve, who's also her dad.

When a storm rolls in while they're touring a plantation as a possible location for the festival, Winnie and Pastor Steve are forced to seek shelter in the main house which is rumored to be haunted. The depravity that happens next will change daddy and daughter forever.

Cum Slut for My Preacher Daddy #2 - Doug Wilson can’t stand his nagging, fat wife, Jean. He wishes he could leave her, but can’t because of his family’s business — Ray of Light Christian Church. Recently, he’s been coping with his misery by jerking off to his hot daughter. Doug knows it’s wrong to lust after his baby girl, but convinces himself no-one will ever know. That is until an unholy force takes control of Doug and makes him act out all his twisted fantasies on his daughter, while his wife is forced to watch.

Cum Slut for My Preacher Daddy #3 - The Wilson brothers have been possessed by a demon that makes them annihilate virgin pussy. Tonight is their church’s centennial celebration and the perfect night to breed their last virgin daughter in a gangbang.

Cum Slut for My Preacher Daddy #4 - Just when the Wilson clan thought they were finally free of the demon that wrecked incestuous havoc on their lives, eighteen-year-old April Wilson accidentally summons it back.

Angered by her awakening, the evil entity punishes the dumb cunt by possessing her Preacher daddy and beloved doberman. Now empowered with the unholy force, daddy and dog unleash a wicked fucking on both of April’s virgin holes.

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Contents

Cum Slut for My Preacher Daddy #1

Cum Slut for My Preacher Daddy #2

Cum Slut for My Preacher Daddy #3

Cum Slut for My Preacher Daddy #4

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**** WARNING**** 

This work of fiction contains adult sexual content, which may offend some audiences. This book is intended for mature adult (18+) audiences only. All characters in this story are eighteen years of age or older. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

First edition. 2017 Copyright © Krissy Cox

Cum Slut for My Preacher Daddy #1

THE DRIVE TO AINSLEY HALL Plantation was long and quiet. I drove while my dad rode shotgun. I was surprised when I got a call from the property manager inviting us to tour the house and grounds. There had always been rumors about it being haunted, but I chalked that up to bored town's people. I drove past the property last week and as soon as I saw the row of canopied old oak trees dripping with Spanish moss I knew it was the perfect setting for our church's fall festival.

It's my first year being to plan the event, and it's a huge honor. After turning eighteen last month, my dad has been getting me more involved in the family business, the church. My dad is the pastor of our congregation. Uncle Doug and Grandpa Orson ministers. As we got out the car, I couldn't help but notice my dad glance at the big camel toe my skin-tight jeans were giving me. My nipples got hard knowing my dad was thinking of my pussy lips.

I know it's wrong of me to think of my dad in a sexual way, but I can't help it. At forty-seven he's a real hunk. He's six feet tall with a broad chest and hard abs. He never misses a day at the gym. It's not just me that's acting like a pervert.

Ever since my tits grew into 34dd my dad stares at me in a way that makes my pussy tingle, especially when I'm laying out by our pool in my skimpy bikini. And... um, there's something else. I caught my dad going through my dirty laundry one day. He was digging through my hamper looking for something. Then he pulled them out--a pair of my dirty panties.

Daddy sniffed the crotch while he rubbed himself down there. And even though he never pulled his penis out of his pants, you could tell by the bulging outline of his crotch that daddy has a big cock. He didn't catch me watching him, but ever since that day I masturbate at least twice a day while wearing panties.

I play with my sexy body until my pussy is so wet I feel it is leaking out onto the crotch of my panties. But I don't let myself cum yet. I keep teasing myself till I get even wetter. Until, I can hear the sound of sloshing wet pussy fill my room. By then, my panties are soaked in my teenage cream. Only then do I let myself cum and I let all my hard work gush onto my panty's crotch. I want to get them extra, extra smelly for daddy. I want him to smell my scent for days.

As Dad and I waited for the property manager to arrive it poured down torrential rain on us. Dad grabbed me by my waist, his big strong arms around me, and pulled me close to him. He hurried us towards the front door to see if it was unlocked--it was!

With his large hand on the small of my back, he guided me into the house. Daddy followed right behind me. The tight white blouse I was wearing was soaked. It was completely see-through and silly me forgot to wear a bra--oops!

My dad's eyes were all over my luscious tits. My nipples were like hard little erasers and my pussy was excited with wetness. I nervously played with a strand of my long brown hair, eagerly waiting. Daddy looked like a rabid animal stalking his prey. Our eyes locked for what felt like forever and then he began to unbutton his shirt. He never took his eyes off me.

My dad's body was hard and muscled with thick hair all over his chest. He's a hairy beast, and I wanted to rub my soaked pussy all over him. But as he walked towards me, the look in his eyes changed from desire to condemnation.

"Put this on." He said, handing me his shirt.

"Wait... What?" I asked, looking confused.

"Cover yourself, Winnie... NOW!" He snapped, as he walked away from me.

I did as he commanded and put on his shirt. I was too humiliated to look at him. So, I walked around the room pretending to be interested in the antebellum decor and the portraits hanging on the wall. I made sure to stay away from him. I still hadn't looked up at him but I could feel him studying me.

"Pumpkin, I'm sorry I yelled at you, but... things were getting out of hand. As your father and a preacher... it would have been a mistake." Steve Wilson tried to convince himself.

I didn't know what to say to him. But when I looked at my dad, he had a stunned look on his face and he was staring at something behind me.

Dad took a step towards me while reaching out his hand.

"Winnie, take my hand and come to me. Quickly, sweetheart."

As I stepped toward my father, I looked over my shoulder.

It wasn't human, but it had the form of one. It was black and blurred. In shock, I had turned away from my dad and was now facing it. It glided to me and wafted through my hair. I could feel a sense of doom all around me. It began to touch me and rub me.

Daddy grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder. He ran towards the door but the black phantom slithered to it at lightning speed and blocked our way. It arose from the ground and towered over us. Before Daddy could move the dark entity knocked us over like a tidal wave and spilled us over like bowling pins. We scrambled to our feet.

"RUN...Winnie!" Dad yelled.

I was frozen in fear as I watched the demon enter my dad's body. It felt like my heart was about to leap out of my chest when dad scowled at me from across the room, his eyes glowing red. He stalked toward me and encircled me like a wild animal ready to pounce. I ran even knowing I wouldn't get far. He grabbed me from behind, his hands on my hips. I could hear him snarl as he buried his nose in my hair and inhaled. I felt his hands pawing up my body. Terrified, I turned toward him and slapped him across his face with every ounce of strength I could gather. He sneered and let go of me.

I ran, but every direction I moved he was faster than me. I backed away from him and he began to rub himself on the outside of his pants. Slowly with a menacing grin on his face, he continued his outwardly fondle himself, which revealed he was hard and huge. I kept moving, stepping back, and he slowly followed. His eyes fixed on me, he unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his boxers. He was bigger than I'd imagined. It was sticking up, the tip touching his hairy stomach. It looked enraged with veins bulging out. He went back to slowly stroking his member.

He finally spoke, "Come here."

"You're not my daddy. You're something else... something evil."