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Click hereHer mind flashed back to her younger years. When she had a crush on him. She had thought it was just something a little girl always did since he was the one that showed her what men were supposed to be. After all, she did model all the boys she's dated after her father. Yet now, as her thighs rubbed together, was it really just a crush? Could she follow her father in this life that was thrust upon him? However, if she didn't, what would it mean for her? They had always been close, all four of them; their father never missed one event in their lives even when she knew he was so busy when the results of the kidney trials were published. Throwing down the notebook that her father had written his tale in onto the couch she was sitting on.
Pacing the room, wondering if she could do what her father had done. What her brother had chosen to do. Wondering if he was having sex with their own mother, Aunt Stacy, or their grandmother?! She knew her father; if she decided not to go through with it, he would support her he always has. Nevertheless, her thoughts wandered back to those hot, arousing scenes her father had written so long ago.
"I can..." Stopping herself from making a rash decision as she raised her hand to knock on the door. Throwing caution to the wind and the door, her legs carried her down the hallway towards the sounds of her family's voices. Her eyes fell on her father as he was speaking with her cousin Mark. Throwing herself into his arms the moment he caught sight of her.
"Hello, pumpkin," Jerry said, hugging his daughter lovingly.
"Hey, sis," Jason waved to his sister while Stacy sat on his lap.
"Mom!" Beth cried out as she and Reda embraced each other.
"I'm so happy that you chose to join us, baby; I've been waiting for this day since you were born," Reda said, in a sweet, loving voice. Her eyes fell on her husband, knowing how long it took to earn his trust again. Knowing how she was so thankful that Jerry had stayed with her and not left her out in the cold. She couldn't imagine what the last seven years would have been like if he had gone through with a divorce.
"Mom?" Beth's voice grew; still, her face burned as her mother gazed at her.
"What is it, baby?"
"Can Dad be my first?" Beth asked, nervously.
"You're first as in your... oh honey, of course, he can!" Reda exclaimed, holding her daughter tightly and rocking her when Beth nodded. "I promise your father will be gentle with you. He's a very good lover; just don't try to take all of him. You're not ready for that; I don't want you hurting yourself," she said, in a protective motherly voice. Reda and Beth turned when Jerry clapped to get everyone's attention.
"Now that Beth has made her choice let's get this gathering underway!"
The End
Not my cup of tea...frankly there is absolutely no love in this tale...only sociopathic narcissistic lust multiplied... Everyone in this rather sad but well written piece of ---- uses everyone else in this tale as a walking tool to get off on...there is absolutely no compassion, trust, or anything approaching reality in this utterly amoral celebration of extreme debauchery... Please PLEASE do not waste our time trying to paper over this utter cesspit...as a valid lifestyle... this is a pack of hyenas laughing and fighting over the scraps of each others rotting offal,...
2 stars
Wow, that was kinda intense 😳. I was wondering where this would go and how dark it would be. But I'm glad you kept within the boundaries sorta speak. So thanks for that, and the great read !
I gave a 5 rating just because! Upset at first, then relaxed, then laughter. Damn, how did you think this stuff up?
I liked it. Not your usual stuff, but it was different for a change. You definitely need to get an editor, as this one wasn't up to your usual goodness. Maybe this was an earlier story, but when the hidden typos (words spelled right but in the wrong place) popped up, that made it hard to read. Let alone the time needed to go back over the line substituting a word or two to get it to come out right. Note; this happened multiple times, which makes it tough to read. Sorry I had to dock you a point for that, because it throws the story off (stops being a smooth read) having to back up and rewrite a line in someones story. MS word won't catch it unless the word is spelled wrong, and that's the thing, most of the problems weren't spelling related, but rather a wrong word or two in the wrong place. Not up to your usual high standard. You're a damned good writer, but these little things are just not you. I've read enough of what you've written in the forums that you must have had something else on your mind when you wrote this. Yes, everyone has a bad day or even a bad week, so it does happen. I did like and enjoy the story, but I'm not into wife sharing, or cuckolding. But I do like a well told story. :-)
Excellent story. Turned the family from the inside out instead of burning it down, like I would have envisioned.
After a second reading; I upped my rating to 4 Stars. His plan evolved a little too slowly for my taste though. Also, if he can arrange a few good beatings inside a prison, then he çould arrange a couple Tasor abductions. Dad and Son should have lost the proverbial " Left Nut" ... That would have shown everyone that you never want to consider messing with Jerry.
This was a great read same as every other story of yours I’ve read please please please keep writing these tales your so bloody good at it.