I Slept With My Dad Novels & Stories

The scars of my past run deep, a latticework of pain and betrayal that I thought would never heal. "I thought I had found love with Andrew, but his infidelity proved that I was wrong, again. And then, in a moment of weakness, I made the mistake that would haunt me forever - I slept with my ex-father, Doctor John. The shame and guilt are a constant reminder of my unworthiness, a burden I carry with each breath.

So, I kicked her in the chest so hard that she fell to the ground. "Are you out of your mind? How dare you trespass onto my private property and assault me! Besides, my dad's 52 years old. He definitely smells like an old person. How could you even bring yourself to do it with him?" I adjusted my hair, which had been messed up by Jinny, and tied it up. "Calm yourself down. We can sit down and talk about this." I figured my scumbag of a dad might have lied to Jinny. Maybe things could be cleared up if we just talked it out.

I said and he laughed loudly as he walked back to his room. I already promised myself that I wasn't going to get attached to Ethan anymore, but this situation calls for it, there's no way I could avoid it— my dad was already involved and I couldn't tell him, “no dad, I don't want you to ask your best friend for help because I've been sleeping with him then I stopped because he was a jerk even though I still had feelings for him.” I thought. That didn't make sense so I had to suck it up and do whatever he wanted me to do.

She said softly turning her head to my dad and glaring at him "Reasonably" I scoffed in annoyance and we sat in the living room, I sat beside my mom and a safe distance between my dad and me. "I have a million questions but I want to start with where you were last night" My dad spoke and I played with my acrylic nails nervously. "I was at my friend's house," I said, technically I didn't lie. I didn't know the relationship between Leo and I yet. "The guy that you're sleeping with?" I mentally nodded my head at the word.

I laid on his chest, his hands wrapped around me. The rain had just stopped. Five minutes ago was nothing I have ever felt.sex with Mr Mattias was always different. As with time, it always got better. Like we grow more passionate towards each other. “Why weren't you at work today? You got me so worried,” Mr Mattias asked. What do I tell him? There was no appropriate reason. I couldn't tell Jim about my dad's sudden change. I couldn't tell him I stayed up all night, because I couldn't sleep. What should I tell him?

"He gave strict instructions that you were not to be disturbed until you woke on your own. He asked me to take care of your daily needs personally while you are staying with us." I nodded slowly, taking the cup she offered. The heat of the porcelain seeped into my fingers, but it couldn't reach the chill that was still lodged deep in my bones. I wasn't imagining the sex, nor the dark, intense connection that had flared between us in the SUV. It had really happened. I had slept with my father-in-law again, and this time, there was no "mistake" or "night of passion" to hide behind. I had walked into his arms because I had nowhere else to go.

I was not well rested at all, yet it was apparent that it was well into the morning hours. "Morning to you, sleepy head," Dad teased, diverting his attention to the brief case he had laid on the bed, "so, did you have a nightmare? Must have been a bad one, huh!" He continued to tease while I frowned and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. I was super bummed that my sexy encounter with Mr Blackwood was all a dream! Like what the fuck, life! Everything felt so real. The way he held my neck, the way he looked at me, fuck, the way he kissed me! I wanted to scream, I had a mini internal explosion- why did dad have to wake me up before I had a chance to get down on him and remind myself of just how wel

my dad seems to be oblivious to his surrounding with his head stuck in between my mom pussy greedily eating her out. Yes! Baby! Yes! Ewww" how did I not hear this noise from My room before coming . Great I forgot I was a heavy sleeper not even a fire can drag me out of my bed , for running into them without checking if they weren't doing anything kinky I will really need to bleach my eyeballs because what am seeing right now is not what a child is supposed to witness are parents doing. Fuck me Daddy!"she shrieks. And that was my cue to leave with my dad snapping the belt from his shorts.

And both Dad and Jared choked. “I know all about your excursions, boy,” mom narrowed her eyes at Jared, who looked uncomfortable. And I know why he was stunned, he always thought that our parents were unaware of his sex-tra-curricular activities. But apparently, they were not, I snickered silently. “And you,” mom continued as she pointed her fork towards dad, “you slept with your mistresses, plural, after meeting me. I have not yet forgotten that…” Dad raised his hands in defence and added, “It was ages ago…”

I try to find the words, and all of a sudden it tumbles from my lips in a rush, “I slept with Virginia last night and I was very controlling… dominant even. I don’t understand why. I’m near enough a virgin. How do I have this experience? Knowledge? Confidence?” If anything, I was expecting disgust, confusion, but no, Dad surprised me openly laughing, he sounded surprised but strangely relieved. “Well well well, it seems you and I are more alike than I thought!” Now I was sure not expecting that! Dad was dominant? Ok, I didn’t want to even think of that, but it would make sense as to why I am this way. “But I’m not like this anywhere else. I’m not controlling or dominant with her out and abou