Family Sexual Exploration

Rhovan

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OOC: Anyone want to join a small, extremly close knit family? Myself would be the father, 48, 6', 210lbs, slight paunch, clean shaven face and black thick hair. I'm looking for a daughter, a mother, and possibly an aunt. If I get a mother and aunt, then the story runs that they've 'helped' one another since their high school days, and get found out by dad and then eventually daughter. If a mother and aunt can't be found, then we'll work with what we have. Also might like to work in public sex, females with strap ons (use em on me too), possibly a switch BDSM scene (no pain, I hold no truck with anything worse than a spanking or nipple clamps, but bondage is wonderful, so is orgasm denial). Send me a PM if you'd like to join and what spot, and then we'll see if we can get this thread up and running tomorrow. (Tuesday).

Let me know.
 
Getten Goen with the love

OOC: Well, AshyAir gets to be the daughter, and Holli n Hunter gets to be the mother. Still would like at least an aunt, and if this is goen well enough, then I'll ask certain males to join the festivites. So lets jump into this with both feet.

Playing the part of Ron, 48, six feet tall...blah blah blah (see above).

And I'll need you ladies to give yourselves names if ya would.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~IC~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

::With one final wave, Ron walked out of work, heading home for his week long vacation that butted up right next to Memorial Day. Gotta get as many days off in a row, ya know? Anyhow, Ron walked out to his car, not so much tired as he was exhausted. Walking as if every step was like pulling a mammoth from a tar pit, he made it to his absolutly fabulous toyota camery. 'Least it ain't a grimlin' he thinks to himself yet again as he slowly slides inside and starts her up. Moments after leaving the parking lot Ron enters one of those blessed driving black outs where he knows he was awake, but honestly has no idea how he piloting his car home without crashing it. Pulling into the drive way he fails to notice any other cars, so intent on his desire to get these god forsaken boots off. Opening the front door he walks straight into the living room, sits on the coffee table, and only then really looks around to see who is and is not home. Raising his voice to be heard throughout the house, he shouts::

"Whats for dinner?!"

::and with that he tugs off his boots, falling backwards from the table onto...well half onto the couch, reaching blindly for the remote::

"Vacation is here at last!"


OOC: And take her from there, I swear I can do better, I'm not lagging and numb. Stupid filling. ::growls::
 
Crissy

BIO
Name: Crissy
Age: 18
Height: 5'7"
Weight: Close to 120 lb.
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Breast Size: 36c

IC:
Crissy sat upstairs, in her comfortable room on her soft bed. Like any teenage girl though, she was sitting on the bed with the phone firmly attached to her ear.

"I can't believe you Stacy. School's been out for maybe only a week and Greg has already gotten himself arrested?"

Crissy was dressed in some weird equilibrium of preppy/punk/slut, but she only dressed like this to get people's attention. She had on black heeled boots, that ended about halfway to her knee. A very bad taste pink and black checkerboard skirt, but combined with the pink tank top she had on, it somehow made it work. She also had on a matching black thong and bra.

"So what was the major news that you wanted to tell me Stacy?....WHAT?.....You and the rest of the gang can't come and hang out?....That totally blows ass. I even got all dressed up so we could flirt with guys and all."

The sound of a vechicle could be heard as it pulled into the drive way. Crissy got out of bed and pulled the blind out of the way to catch a glimpse of the Toyota Camera as it shut off.

"Well, Dad's home. I'll talk to you later. He's starting his vacation today and my mom gave me the entire "Make sure Dad has a good vacation. Do whatever he wants you to do...blah, blah, blah." But, I'll keep to my word, he deserves it. Bye Stacy."

Crissy hung up the phone almost in exact the same moment as the front door shut. Crissy opened her door and made her way down the hallway as she heard "Whats for dinner?!" being yelled from the living room. Crissy quickly walked down to stairs, to only be met by a "Vacation is here at last!" from Dad again. Crissy left the hallway that the stairs ended in and made her way into the living room. She could see Dad half sitting/half laying on the couch and flipping channels on the TV.

"Hey Daddy. I think Mom went to the store to get food for dinner."

Crissy made her way over to Dad, bent over near him, and kissed him lightly on the forehead. She then dropped down with a heap, sitting next to him on the couch.
 
Ron and Co

::flipping through the channels, Ron talks to himself in his head::

'Commerical, Commerical, SNL re-run, Infomerical, Evangelist, Scrambled Porn, Cartoons, Ahhh! The history channel!'

::Ron tosses the remote to the table as his daughter starts to talk to him. His head slowly turning from the TV, quickly followed by his eyes as he receives a kiss to the forehead::

"Hey Daddy. I think Mom went to the store to get food for dinner."

::Ron drops his legs from the table where they were left and struggles a bit to sit more upright as his daughter sits next to him::

" You going out Crissy? Your all gussied up. Looks nice, but you do relize pink as a fashion statement went out in the 80's, right?"

::With that he pats Crissy's nearest knee, below the edge of the skirt.::

"Wana watch a World War II marathon? :: pausing for a moment, to look at the TV, and then back to Crissy :: Do you know what your mother is making for dinner?"

::A look of near child-like glee crosses Ron's face. He did love his wifes cooking so much, and Crissy was nearly as good a cook as her mother. Good looker too, but that was kept in the back of Ron's mind, with all the other deviant sexual thoughts::
 
Crissy

"You going out Crissy? Your all gussied up. Looks nice, but you do relize pink as a fashion statement went out in the 80's, right?"

I laugh out loud at Dad's joke. "I was going to, but everyone canceled. And yes I do know that pink is out....but I put it back into style." I say with a little wink. I feel the pat on my knee and don't really pay much mine to it, but Dad keeps talking.

"Wanna watch a World War II marathon?"

I shrug, not really caring.

"Do you know what your mother is making for dinner?"

"I think she's making something like homemade BBQ chicken, but I'm not that sure...." I turn my body so I'm sitting long ways on the couch. I lay down so my head is in Dad's lap. "Do you mind?"
 
Dad and Daughter

She laughed out loud at Ron's joke. "I was going to, but everyone canceled. And yes I do know that pink is out....but I put it back into style." She said with a little wink.

"Wanna watch a World War II marathon?"

She shruged.

"Do you know what your mother is making for dinner?"

"I think she's making something like homemade BBQ chicken, but I'm not that sure...." She turned her body so that she was sitting long ways on the couch; then layed down so her head was in Ron's lap. "Do you mind?"

::he moved his hips a bit so that she could rest her head on his thighs more comfortably, as he flips the TV to something more Crissy's speed::

"I don't mind at all honey. Where were ya gona go? You and your 'rebel' friends?"

::he smiled as he said 'rebel', letting her know he didn't hold anything against her or her friends::

"So if your not going out tonight, are you going to join me and your mother for dinner tonight? Or are you gona go run off with whichever guy happens to be winning the woo contest this week?"

::again he grinned, letting her know he was joking, while letting the TV sit on MTV for the moment::
 
...

::Setting the remote down on Crissy's head, Ron settles lower into the couch, watching some miscellanious video on MTV. His right arm resting on the couch arm, his left hand hanging over his daughters side as he steals sideways glances at the exposed expanse of thigh from her skirt. Scanning down her leg until it is swallowed by her boots. Her 'fuck me' boots as Ron called them in his head, cause that is exactly what he felt like doing when she wore them. He knows he should be restrictive of his daughter, but his mind is still as sexual as an eighteen year old. He liked young girls to flash their goods, and he especially liked his daughters goods. Course he kept that to himself, but little Ron receives some savage marathon bouts of masturbation, and the ol' wife and him have an amazing sex life. Pretty kinky couple of folk...his thoughts as disrupted as he hears his wife get home from the store::

"I think your mother is home Crissy, or do you have a beau coming over to pick ya up since your friends left you here?"
 
Crissy

"I don't mind at all honey. Where were ya gona go? You and your 'rebel' friends?"

I saw him smile and said "I think we were going to hang out at the mall, not that sure really."

"So if your not going out tonight, are you going to join me and your mother for dinner tonight? Or are you gona go run off with whichever guy happens to be winning the woo contest this week?"

"I think I'm going to stay home, unless you don't want me here." I say with a little wink, knowing full well about my parents active sex life. The banging against the wall from their room (right next to mine) was easily heard. I look at the TV and see MTV on as Dad lays down the remote ontop of my forehead. I watch it with little interest. As I lay there in comfort, I quickly doze off, not even aware that my dad is talking to me.
 
That car must not have been mom...

::Hearing that car that was in the drive way back out and drive off, Ron figured someone used his round-about to turn around. Ron loved that drive way, it just seemed like such a simple way to broadcast his wealth. What better way than some 100 feet of pavement?::

::Looking down when Crissy made no reply he relized she had falled asleep. Many thoughts flashed through Ron's head unbidden, but most of them he crushed because if he did them, she would wake up, and then he wouldn't be romancing her or her mother, but some large male behind bars would be romancing him. Possibly with a plunger. So Ron at first settled on watching MTV, which isn't very helpful since MTV is just a vield orgy of teens.::

"Crissy?"

::When Ron gets no responce, he adjusts his left arm such that her skirt moves up her leg, gently pulling and adjusting until he has the side of her skirt well above her waist as he trys to figure out just what kinda panties she has on::
 
Crissy

I lay there, happily asleep, oblivious to everything around me. I have always been a deep sleeper. The thing is that in that short amount of time, I was able to have a dream. In that dream, I saw my dad nude. This was not something new, because I have seen him waking up in the middle of the night getting something to drink or heading towards the shower in the morning, but this was different. He was fully erect and my head was right near his crotch. But, I wasn't waking up. It didn't have the feel of a nightmare and in the dream, I was happy for some reason.
 
When mom is away...

::Feeling Crissy move slightly in her sleep, Ron pulled so that her skirt was well up above her waist, his eyes devouring the sight of his daughters thighs and panty clad crotch. His erection growing larger in his pants as it presses gently against her cheek through his slacks. He moves the remote and turns the TV down, to make sure she stays asleep as his hand drags his finger tips across her bare skin. His fingers moving towards the band of her thong, pulling it down slightly, looking to see if she was going to wake up, suddenly driven by a need to see how she kept her pubic hair trimmed. He moved his hips a bit, feeling the head of his cock bump into her lips through his pants, and feeling his cock starting to produce pre-cum, wondering if he will get it on her lips before she wakes up and relizes what he's doing to her::
 
Crissy

I slept on, unaware of what was happening. In my dream, Dad just stood there, looking at me. For some reason, my skirt was lifted and my thong began to move.

As I slept, I moved a bit more. This time, I rolled over to one side, my face right ontop of my dad's crotch as I pulled myself up into a little ball, my thong clad ass in full view of my dad.
 
Ron moves on

::moving his hips again, Ron lets out a little groan as his cock bumps her lips, his body keeping a rythme to keep bumping her lips through his pants. His hands start to pull down the back of her thong, as she pulled her legs up to her chest. His fingers flitting and tickling around the top of her ass crack where her thong no longer covered. Then his hands move to her ass cheeks, lightly brushing the fine hairs on her ass still trying to not wake her up, wondering what he would do when she did wake up, because this wonderful reality can't last forever.::
 
Crissy

I move around a bit more, but this time a bit off of Dad, enough so he has room to get up....but also in the process, I roll over so his hand is stuck between my ass and the couch.

In my dream, I could feel something caress my ass softly as Dad slowly stepped forward and bumped my shut mouth with his cock. It was weird, but I wasn't scared.
 
Ron

::swearing under his breath now that she moved off his lap, he notices that his hand is stuck, and that he wont be able to put her skirt back down now, so she'll certainly know what he was up to. Of course she was a heavy sleeper, so with his right hand, he unzipped his pants, reaching into his pants and fondling his hard cock, as his left hand squeezes Crissy's ass, since it is now trapped. He moans softly, feeling his daughters ass as he plays with himself in his pants::
 
Crissy

I role over slightly, still with his hand trapped between the couch and myself and face him, but still asleep. My mouth hangs open in a state of sleepiness.

In my dream, Dad moved away, saying something, but I couldn't understand. All I could tell was that I was getting wetter and wetter down there.
 
Ron gets an idea...

::Noticing Crissy's slack mouth open over the zipper of his pants, Ron gets an idea. He unbuttons his pants, and moves his boxers such that his cock protruded from the leg of his boxers::

'Just get it in her mouth, and then I can punish little Ron later,' Ron said to himself.

::With a quick thrust, his cock passed into her mouth, not touching anything, but just in her mouth, feeling the heat, the moisture, and the destinct pleasure of his cock occuping that space of his daughter. He pushes his cock around in a circle, rubbing it against her lips as he squeezes her ass cheeks more, his fingers pulling the cheeks away from each other, exposing her ass to the air::
 
Crissy

In my dream, Dad quickly moved forward and his cock was in my mouth. I didn't even know what was going on. But before I knew it, my mouth was closed and I was sucking lightly on his cock.

My lips closed around Dad's cock and my tounge started to move against it, as I slept. My pussy started to get extremely wet aswell.
 
Ron

Ron thrust his hips with a start when Crissy's mouth closed around his cock. He leaned over his daughter to see if her eyes were still closed, at the same time accidently pushing her down farther on his cock, his right hand moves down her body and pulls her thong to the side, so his trapped left hand can tap his fingers against her asshole, with her butt cheeks trapping his hand to the couch. He rubs his index finger around her asshole as he feels her tounge work on his cock. He moans a little louder than he did before, as he moves her hair away from her face to watch what she is doing.
 
Crissy

In my dream, Dad thrusted into my mouth, hitting the back of it and held it there. I felt something push against my asshole. This seemed odd and wrong, it must be a dream. I knew it was.

I woke up with a start, only to be surprised by the revelation I discovered. Dad was standing there, his cock in my mouth, and his hand pushing against my asshole. It wasn't a dream! I almost jumped, but I froze with surprise.....and even a little bit of excitment.
 
Ron is oblivious...

Not yet relizing that Crissy had awakened, but enjoying the feeling of her jerking slightly on his cock, he pulled his cock out a bit and shoved it back in, his finger swirling around her asshole as his other hand moves to pull her thong down onto her thighs, trying to see her bush again, figuring since he was in his daughters mouth, he might as well see what else she had. He slowly pushes and pulls with his hips, moving his cock very little so as to not disturb his daughter's rest as he takes his pleasure.
 
Crissy

I stare up at Dad as he slowly fucks his cock in and out of my mouth. I feel the wetness of my pussy. Why is this making me so horny? I don't know, but it is. I just sit there, feeling his cock go in and out of her mouth, rubbing against her tounge. The taste is strange, but great. Plus his playing with my asshole makes me feel electricity.
 
Ron...

Ron continues to thrust, his eyes closed in exstacy as he moves his cock in little jerks against her tongue. His finger continues to circle her asshole, but every once in awhile pushes against it a bit. Ron has no real intentions of doing anything to her ass, but fiddle with it, since his hand was there. His free hand however has started to pull her thong down her thighs, towards her boots and he wishes to spy what is going on down there, but her legs are still up against her chest and thus making his efforts next to futile.
 
Crissy

Crap, why in the hell is this making me so damn horny. I don't know, but something about it seems right. I move some, letting my dad's hand have freedom and straighten my legs out some, not exactly sure what is going on and how it got like this.
 
Ron

Feeling Crissy move, and his hand become free, he uses both to pull her thong down, to her knees before the boots arrest his movement. He leans over to look at her crotch to see what there is to see, while doing so, his cock pushes all the way into her mouth, but since she has yet to send up the hue and call, Ron assumes she is still asleep, and since she is such a sound sleeper, he plans on visiting her more often. He returns his hand to his daughters ass, as he looks to see her crotch, his cock still moving only slightly, but much deeper in her mouth now.
 
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