Daddy Stole My Virginity at the Mardi Gras Masquerade Party

by Deborah Cockram

It was going to be a lot of sexy, sensual fun. My boyfriend and I would go to the masquerade party separately, pretend we were finding each other as strangers, then go off to one of the private rooms, still masked to pretend we were banging a stranger.

It took me a few minutes, with all the loud music, flashing lights and dancing, but I found him. We danced, touching and teasing, then slipped off to the private room, where we fucked harder and hotter than ever before. Then came my surprise—it wasn't my boyfriend behind the mask, it was another man...the man of my house...Daddy...

About the Author

I'm Deborah Cockram, and I write all sorts of deep, dark and dirty erotica. Sometimes it's incest, sometimes bestially, occasionally with somewhat "dubious" consent, and other times it's just plain old hard and rough one-on-one (or two-on-one or three-on-one) sex.

Whatever form the sex takes, my stories almost always involve a wicked dose of bondage, sensual pain, and of course, the most depraved, carnal pleasure, all rolled up a single tale.

You know, the kind that all good girls (and bad boys) enjoy…

Because of content restrictions at many retailers, you'll only find my stories at Barnes and Noble, Excitica, some at Smashwords, and of course at naughtyerotica.org


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