The Daddy Sex Club 1: Roxy Fucks Her Daddy
The Daddy Sex Club is a secret, underground venue where daddies and daughters can get together for a night of hot, forbidden sex.
Roxy was a naive virgin when she first found out about the club. Daddies fucking their daughters? That was sick!
Or was it…
My jaw fell when Tracy, my best friend at college, told me about a place called The Daddy Sex Club. We always swapped stories about our sex life, teasing each other with wild stories about our exploits with men, but I was shocked to the core by what she told me one fateful day late last summer.
“You really have sex with other girl’s daddies?” I whispered as I felt my panties moisten at the idea of some horny dad fucking me.
“Nope. You have sex with your own dad.”
My cheeks burned. “What?!”
I leaned closer to her so that the other students in our lecture wouldn't hear our naughty conversation. “Are you serious?”
“Don’t be such a prude, Roxy.”
“But that’s incest.”
“Duh!” She rolled her eyes.
I studied her for a beat before pulling back and laughing it off. “You're so full of bullshit.”
I looked at her again, and for just a spilt second wondered if she was being serious. She normally cracked when she fed me some crazy lie, but her gaze didn't flinch from mine. She reached into her bag and pulled out a card. “Here, this is the place.”
I took the card from her and read the address printed on it. My brows met. “The old textile warehouse?”
“That’s the one.”
“I thought it was all boarded up.”
“It is,” she said. “But someone bought it.”
“Yeah, the girl who came to college for a week and suddenly dropped out. Why?”
“Well, her daddy is a rich property investor. He snapped the warehouse up and started the sex club.”
I smirked. “You're such a wind up, Trace.”
“I’m telling you the truth. That’s why she left college. Ever since her daddy took her virginity, she's been broken by it. Poor bitch couldn't take the shame.”
I blew out. “I bet!”
“Yeah, well I think it's hot.”
I squinted at her. “You’d let your own dad have sex with you?”
“Why not?” She smiled. “And I know something you don't. I know they have a list of names. You’d be surprised at how many fathers have signed up across town.”