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Click hereThis was the type of thing that would have sent the alarms blaring in my head. But now, I just had to ignore it. Shane was right. She was well within her rights to wear something that skimpy. I just had to adjust to that. There was nothing wrong with it. Nothing wrong...
Kaylee tested the limits of what she could wear all summer. Mini-skirts that redefined the word mini. Tops that seemed specifically made to show off her boobs. Skimpy underwear that always seemed to appear from under her clothes. And she seemed to suddenly become allergic to bras. I got used to seeing her boobs bouncing and jiggling all summer and her hard nipples dancing under her top.
But Shane allowed it, so I allowed it. No use making something out of nothing like I did before. That was nothing but trouble.
And one time she had gotten back from the gym as Shane was making lunch, wearing these tight little booty shorts. I was in the living room, watching TV as I listened in.
"How was the gym?" Shane asked.
"You tell me." she replied, turning around and facing the counter, bending over slightly, pointing her butt at her father. "How does my butt look?"
I was a bit caught off-guard by this, but Shane was transfixed for a few moments. I was about to speak up, but Kaylee beat me to it.
"I think I have my answer." she replied with a smirk. At the same moment she spoke, a loud noise suddenly burst from the TV. But I swear I heard Kaylee say "I recognize that look. That's the 'if you weren't my daughter, I'd do bad things to that ass' look, right?" she asked.
"Uh...haha." Shane stammered with a laugh, and Kaylee giggled.
I must have misheard.
As lenient as I was being, it eventually reached a breaking point. Things reached a point where I just had to speak up. Shane and I were in the back yard watering the plants when I came inside to get out of the heat for a few minutes. I made my way towards the fridge, but before I made it, Kaylee sauntered in and opened the fridge door, not even seeing me. She stood in front of the open fridge as I waited behind her, bouncing on her heels as she tried to decide what she wanted. I would have been a bit annoyed by this, but I was too distracted by her outfit.
She really loved those stretchy little booty shorts, but these were new, and they took the cake. They redefined little. They were simply indecent. Literally half off each of her butt-cheeks hung out from them, and as she bounced on her feet, her butt-cheeks jiggled, bouncing in just the way to let you know that these cheeks were firm and tight. The flesh on her butt was smooth and tan, and jutted out in such a way that the crease beneath each cheek looked immaculate. The shorts molded to each smooth cheek, letting the world appreciate their perfect shape, as well as appreciate the well-defined cleft in-between.
Peeking out from above these tight shorts was a g-string that was practically the size of dental floss. It probably served no actual purpose, as tiny as it was. It must have pulled up uncomfortably tight between her ass-cheeks, cause the straps of the g-string were all the way up near her hips.
The only thing she had on top was a thin, flimsy little white tank top, which got just over her boobs and not much else. It was low-cut enough to show off her tits, and cut short enough to show off her flat, toned belly. The thin spaghetti straps were straining to contain her massive rack, and the top seemed so flimsy that even the smallest jiggle of her boobs would cause it to just burst and be torn into shreds.
It was just too much.
"Kaylee..." I began. She turned back to look at me, annoyance painted across her face, as if she knew what I was about to say.
"Uh, what?" she snapped, clearly not in the greatest of mood with me at the moment.
"This..." I began, gesturing at her outfit with my hands. "You can't possibly think this outfit is appropriate?"
"What?" she asked in annoyed confusion. "I don't see any problem."
"Kaylee, you're hanging out all over." I replied with a laugh. "You're dressed like a hooker."
"I am not!" she cried out, slamming the door. "Mom, this is normal. All my friends wear way less than this, like, all the time."
"How is that possible? What could they possibly wear that's skimpier than this?" I asked. Just as I did, I heard the glass door slide open behind me.
"Daddy, Mom's complaining about my clothing again." she complained. Shane had been lenient as well, but even he would take my side on this. Even he would see the logic of my argument.
"Jen!" he called to me as he approached. "What are you doing?" I shook my head in shock.
"What?" I asked.
"Why do you keep bringing this up, Jen? We've had this discussion." Shane said firmly.
"Shane, you can't possibly think THIS is okay?" I replied.
"Mom, just cause I have bigger boobs and a better butt doesn't give you the right to bitch out at me at every opportunity." Kaylee said. I had never heard her talk to me this way, and I had to admit I was kinda crushed by her harsh words. I shook my head, unable to speak I looked at Shane, and again, he was looking at me, upset. I didn't see any defense coming from him, no disagreement to what she had said.
"This isn't about that, Kaylee. You just look..." I began, finding my voice.
"Amazing." Shane finished. "She looks amazing, Jen. Our daughter is gorgeous, and you should be proud of her that she looks this good. But instead, you just pick fights, and INVENT issues to cause problems."
"Shane, I..." I interjected.
"I'm putting my foot down on this." he began. "From now on, our daughter can wear whatever she wants. She's a grown woman now."
"Shane!" I replied, baffled at this.
"No, Jen. That's how it is. In my house, my daughter can feel free to wear what she wants and take pride in herself. She can wear a string bikini all day if she wants. This isn't a problem with me. Is it a problem with you?" Shane asked.
"I want her to be proud, but there's such a thing as too much pride." I said, but neither of them were listening. Shane looked frustrated, and Kaylee's eyes were almost blazing as she looked at her father.
"Jen..." Shane began. "You have got to let this go. This hang-up you have about Kaylee. This has gone too far, and you have embarrassed yourself and me in the process. You need to stop trying to make her into the daughter you would like her to be and accept her as the amazing young woman she is. Stop trying to control our daughter and just accept her. Accept her choices. Accept her wardrobe. Accept that this is the way it's gonna be for now on. Accept that none of this is about her. We've been together for a long time, honey, and I can't believe after all this time, there isn't that trust. You don't have faith in me, and you don't have trust in Kaylee, and that sucks, Jen."
I didn't know what to say. Part of me was crushed. I expected him to take my side but he took hers. I guess that the worst thing she had done was dress a little skimpy. I can accept her annoyance that every time she shows some skin, I nag at her. I told myself that nothing weird was going on, but it was clear to Shane that I hadn't moved on. I hated when she dressed so skimpy in full view of her father. That was the root of this, to be honest. I didn't like the thought of my husband putting his eyes on a body as luscious as Kaylee's. I kept thinking something was up, but judging by their annoyance and frustration, nothing was, and they were tired of having it brought up to them. Neither of them saw anything wrong. Maybe it was me that was the crazy one here. Maybe I was making a mountain out of a mole-hill.
"I'm...I'm sorry, guys." I relented. "I'm sorry, Kaylee."
Kaylee's eyes flashed for a split second, in an expression I couldn't quite place, but it quickly disappeared, and she smiled lightly, accepting my apology. Shane smiled, sensing the progress I was making.
Never again, I told myself. Never again would I complain about how she dressed. I was only pushing them away by doing it. It was clearly a sore spot with them both, something they didn't want to have to talk to me about anymore. I was getting them angry, and that anger made me feel small. Made me feel like dirt, a crazy person with unresolved issues. I would never put myself in that position again. I would never lash out and let those last remnants of my old issues reappear. That would be the last time.
I would behave.
I must just have a dirty mind. That must be it. I was lucky I had gotten away with so much already. My mind kept conjuring up these dirty interpretations of normal, everyday stuff, and I had to actively stamp that stuff down.
Like for example, one time, Kaylee was making cupcakes for a bake sale at the church, and she was stirring the dough. Shane was helping to start dinner as she worked. I was in the living room, straightening up, when I could have swore I heard Kaylee say...
"Daddy, I'm all dirty. Can you lick this batter off my tits?"
"Of course, baby." he replied.
I got to my feet as quickly as I could and made my way over to the kitchen. I walked in on them, about a foot apart, Shane with batter on his lips.
"What did you just say?" I asked Kaylee.
"I said, can you lick the batter off my whisk?" she said, shaking the whisk in her hand.
"Oh..." I said, feeling sheepish and stupid. Why do I keep thinking these things? Why? I turned and went back to what I was doing, writing off the line of moisture in her cleavage as perspiration.
Kaylee's social life became a lot more active. I can't tell you how many times I came home from work to find one of her friends just leaving, like her friend Trish, or Keisha, or that other one... uh, Jessa, the red-head with the big boobs. Even that one girl Brenda, who she had been trashing a while ago. Kaylee seemed to be eager to invite them over on the days I worked late.
Nothing odd with that, right?
And there were other things too, little things. Kaylee would be eager to go out with us or just with her father. Sometimes, she would move in close to Shane, hooking her arm in his cutely, pushing herself against his side gently. It was clear she was feeling a lot closer to her father.
That's normal, right?
And whenever we went out to eat, she would eagerly sit next to him. Throughout the meal, they would make little joking comments and share glances, like they were sharing some inside joke. I felt that constantly around the house lately, as if I had walked into something between them, and that extended when we went out as well. And she would scan the menu and say something like, "I need something really... big." And she would eat with her left hand, which was unusual, as if her other hand was busy with something else out of sight.
Nothing strange there.
There were more outward changes as well. One night, I came home to find my daughter's right arm covered in what appeared to be the beginnings of a full sleeve of tattoos. All sorts of designs, some stars and roses and thorns and stuff like that, and most of the rest of it was patterned, intricate lines and designs. I was taken aback, but Shane, he seemed to love it. He was admiring it, running his fingers up her slightly swollen, marked flesh.
I didn't say a thing.
I didn't raise a fuss as she filled in the rest of the tattoo throughout the summer, becoming an ornate sleeve of tats, permanently marking her previously pure perfect skin. I didn't ask where she got the money for this or any of her other new purchases.
That would be rude, right?
I didn't raise any objections when she started going to church less and less. I didn't fight back when Kaylee all but decided she was going to spend a good chunk of her summer break at her friend's beach house, despite the fact that she knew I wouldn't be able to join her. But luckily, her father could make it up there with her.
I didn't let myself think anything was wrong when I saw all the pictures Kaylee posted online, her body exposed in tiny bikinis, her big boobs pouring out, with a smirk on her face, as if she had gotten everything she wanted in life, and her tattooed arm clearly marking that she was becoming a different type of girl. A girl with an edge.
I didn't let myself think about the fact that it was her father taking these worshipful body shots of Kaylee. I didn't raise any fuss as it became apparent my daughter had no shame wearing a thong bikini in front of her own father. I didn't raise any fuss when pictures of a party appeared, my husband and my daughter surrounded by a gaggle of her friends, all in bikinis, all of them very sexy, my hubby the only source of testosterone in the bunch.
We still did have our family vacation to the Grand Canyon, but it definitely had moments that made the old me flare up. As we stood on a railing, overlooking this incredible view of this amazing chasm, Kaylee stood in front of her father as she leaned over the rail, pointing at different parts of the canyon. As I looked out at this amazing natural wonder, I could have sworn I saw Shane's eyes looking downward over Kaylee's shoulder, looking between her own natural wonders.
It must have just been the light playing tricks on me.
I didn't think twice when Kaylee would emerge from her room, pointedly asking her father for help with a 'job'. I didn't let myself think any doubts when Shane disappeared in her room for a while. I didn't raise a fuss when I caught glimpses of fleeting touches between the two, but I never got a full view of anything inappropriate. I never let myself think twice when Shane would announce he was taking the shower, only to hear the bathroom door open and close twice. I didn't let myself think about the fact that his showers suddenly started taking a lot longer.
I didn't even raise an objection when they sat on the couch together, her sitting on his lap under a blanket as we watched a movie. I don't know why she sat there, since she was fidgeting and moving around the whole time, I was shocked she could pay attention to the movie at all. And when I asked what she thought, she seemed emphatic, telling me she loved it.
I didn't even object the one time I swore I heard her whisper into her father's ear, "I need your dick in my ass so bad!" I must have misheard, that must be it.
And at the end of the summer, I didn't let myself think twice about the fact that it looked like there was a little bump in her tummy. I mean, that was impossible, she was always so lithe and trim. It must have been a trick of the light. The fact that I had repeatedly caught Shane with his hands on her bare belly as she smiled proudly must have been purely coincidental.
And as we moved Kaylee into her new apartment near campus as she got set for school, I didn't think twice when Shane volunteered to come over as often as he could to help her get settled. He was a good father, going out of his way like that. Nothing strange about that.
I know it all might sound bad. A few months ago, I would have agreed. So, you must wonder, through all of this, why I didn't bother objecting to these things that would have bothered me before. Well, the answer's simple.
That was all totally out of my system now. And my life was so much better because of it.
Right?
- COMMENTS
I kept waiting for the mom to do something, and I was so happy when she finally found them fucking. I kept waiting for her to film them on her phone before screaming, “Fuck you, forever!”
Ugh. So deeply unsatisfying. You could have kept everything the same except the mom could have gotten revenge of some kind at the end. I need to bleach my brain after reading about such a sad sack with zero self-respect.
I don’t have a problem with incest stories. In fact I like them if they’re done right. What I don’t like is the level of disrespect in this story. The father is weak and spineless, and the trashy daughter is all set to pull a train or two in a truck stop bathroom. - You could have written this without totally trashing the mother, but since you didn’t, I can only assume you foster narcissistic tendencies, get off on humiliating another, and are incapable of recognizing the distasteful steaming pile of turd you chose to post. In case you couldn’t tell, I hated it. 1 star.
Insanely good. You are, by far, my favourite author on this page. The daughter-father power dynamic is incredible. Reading any of your stories where the daughter makes the dad cheat is an incredible experience.
I love stories when Daddies fuck their slut daughters but this one isn't for me. The absolute hatred and venom spewed about the mother and the father following so easily? And the, "I'm imagining it" while they both gaslight her left a unsatisfying ending. I also caught myself skipping paragraphs because I can only read, "My ___ is better than moms, right?" so many times. It became overly repetitive to the point of losing interest. A 9 page story could of been 7 without losing any details and would of been much better. Overall 3 stars, good writing but the unnecessary repetition ruined it for me. The lack of imagination too, hot slutty daughter who only rides cocks is overused, it was too vanilla. Gave him an opening to be aggressive but I'm not into the toxic beta male stories, strong dominant daddies for me :)
Always a disappointment when the story takes the "maybe it was just my imagination" angle, and the wronged party plays it off and overlooks the in-your-face obvious signs. Was hoping for some drama and confrontation. But nope, just boring nothingness. The wife is so far in denial, it's almost hilarious. They could literally fuck in front of her by the end and her mind would somehow excuse it; "he's just helping her clean her pussy with his cock, nothing wrong with that, right?"
Also what is with the huge cock, massive tits, slutty women, and excessive cruelty towards the cheated party in a lot of this guy's stories? I guess he has a style.
No dad should ever fuck there daughter but I guess that could because I am a dad myself
I keep fucking Kaylee, but get her pregnant later. Enjoy her tight teen body for as long as you can then get her preggars. Young slut like her should be daddies fucktoy. Loved it.
Kaylee got her man. Who could say no to a piece of ass like that ? Even if she was your daughter. Very sexy story.
Great story. Not sure why people complain. I love this story and want a part 2 please.
I thought the hot sex was great. The cucking of mom was fun and horny. The did they or didn't they twist i thought was good and gave the mom a chance to be in denial. I'm giving high marks here.
Sooooo hot. I’m a girl and I’d love to do this with a married man!! Please can we have a part 2
Im all for the father/daughter incest, but her talking shit about her mum and him allowing it. I hope the mum gets revenge on those two and have a bad ending. It would have been different if the num was a bitch
Pretty amazingly awful ending you came up for this. I don't know how to have saved it really, seeing as it went into La-La land with all that bullshit about a young girl taking a 10" cock up her ass like it was the easiest thing in the world, or having no problem at all shit talking her mother, along with the cheating asshole. But this bizarre ending is even harder to take than all the over-the-top bullshit preceding it.
Omg steaming hot incestuous sucking and fucking. Love it, cunt crazed fucker Lanc’s U.K.
I love the story, I’m eager to know about the beach trip with all her friends. And I wanna know what happened with the “bump” on her belly, how does that turn out? If I never find out. Either way it’s worth reading again.
Getting even is easy, video them fucking, go to the cops, they both go to jail, she has the baby and it gets taken away and put in the system. She gets everything, sells everything, moves to the coast and hooks up with a surfer boy.
I'm all about daddy banging his little slut daughter, but the first time she started talking shit about her mom while she was fucking him, he should have flipped her over, face down ass up, rammed it up her ass deep and hard, pounding away, while slapping the fuck out of her ass hard enough to leave bruises while explaining that she would NOT disrespect her mother or she would get punished harder next time, hehe.
The sexy buildup, the teasing, the "filthy" (..your word, certainly not mine!..) layout of words and descriptive sex -fuck!..you are good! And I know you wrote this in 2014, I'd would love to see a Chptr 2 and all you could put together with all the young sluts and all that great sex! Oh....Jen's a idiot!...…..AWESOME!!
It’s time for a part two where Jen comes around full circle and get her husband and daughter back! Fuck her daughters’s mind playing games let Jen knows who’s the BOSS Bitch and in control!
I'm going to assume that Kaylee fucked all of her teachers to earn straight As because she's dumber than a box of rocks.
Please could you write about all those incidents the mum talked about, restaurants, movie, friends etc, they would be so hot.
You're a great writer!!!
It's hilarious how some people in the comments of your stories bitch about various ways your stories get too dark for them when they could have just avoided reading it in the first place if they read your warning. I will never understand the mindset of purposely going into something you know you won't enjoy just for the chance to give it a bad review and complain.
I'm not into the cheating and trash-talking the wife parts but the rest? Holy fucking shit it was so hot, the slutty dirty talking especially. I loved it, Keep up the good work.
It was the longest preamble I have ever come across. I started so well but descended into a rambling, nonsensical, even gratuitous nonsense. The story had the potential to be so much more realistic and exciting. Also, try and take out about 75% of the words.
I love your stories. I just wish we got to hear more about the pregnancy so she could have milk in those giant tits.
It was OK until that daughter got pregnant. Having a child out of wedlock is a serious thing. Sorry for the sermon, but that's how I feel.So you may ask what did I think might happen? The author could have had her on the pill, for example.
Please tell me this isn't how this is going to end!
Jen needs to be vindicated in this!!! I can't believe
She was made to just take it! I agree you need to write a sequel
for Jen!!
I was beyond irritated with this story please make a sequel where the mother has a backbone and fucks someone for revenge or simply just kill her daughter and husband I would have been satisfied with that.
I completely agree that fit hunks belong to sluts with big tits and smooth asses.
The question I have is this - Why is Kayleigh the only slut who does not get pregnant by her illicit lover by the end of the story. It would have been so sexy if mum could look after her kid not knowing that it is a stepchild and grandchild, while Kaylee continues to fuck her hunk dad.
Love your stories! Keep them cumming! I've read a substantial number of stories on this site over the years and you're easily top five!! You're stories are genius and creatively wicked!!
I've read this story twice. It's really long. The second time I was trying to figure out why it made me so uncomfortable I finally realized it's how vicious they are about mom. The sex part is very well written but the meanness takes a lot of the sexiness away. I think the story would have been better if we didn't hate Kaylee because she was such a bitch
It was written well, and sounded nice up to the "blacking out" with the mother. I would have liked an ending where the mother becomes a sub or slave, or maybe a divorce and daughter marries dad? Overall it was an ok story.
We all read a father daughter story but then want to complain. Ok. I did think calling mom ugly and saying mom's face wasn't as attractive as daughter's Ahole was taking it a bit far. Having mom react more to dad's changing camps, making more of the beach trip.....Having dad's POV of them having sex with mom around, daddy being unable to control his lust and us hearing about it.......I personally think would have upped the sexy.
...but jeez the gigatit fetish gets tiresome.
How many male readers out there could confidently put their hands up to say they got past an emotional age of 13. (If you don't know what ’emotional age' means, don't bother - just keep wanking).
Just what I expected, almost nobody.
Hope y'all go blind!
You should make a spin off please about the mom being better looking better making the husband jealous and all that but you know
.."I'll take care of it." he said. I smiled and stepped into his arms. I kissed him firmly on the lips. "These are the moments we have to be parents. It sucks, I know, but we have to do it. You have to remember, you're her father. It's time to step up to the plate."
Umm honey, you're the one seeing this weird so called tension, I don't see anything... And since you freely admit that you're a woman and you see these things, then it only makes sense that YOU talk to your daughter and put her on the straight and narrow, right? Right. I'm certainly not jumping in there and telling my daughter that she's putting the moves on me and that she needs to lay off, hell honey, I have a hard enough time not staring at her humongous tits with those long, pokey nipples... And dont even get me started on that sweet, fat, puffy pussy mound between her legs that she manages to squeeze into those tiny bikinis or under those skin tight spandex leggings, usually without panties, I might add. You have any idea how hard it is ignoring that cameltoe when shes sitting on my lap? You try being me for a week and see if you can manage not to be sporting wood, because I sure as hell barely manage. Yeah, just leave me alone with that for the weekend while I talk sex with her. Uhuh, good idea sweetie! ;)
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"I love them, Kaylee. I love my daughter's huge fucking tits!" my husband screamed, gripping her chest greedily.
"They're so much better than Mom's aren't they?" Kaylee asked.
"She has, ugh fuck... your mom has such little itty bitty boobies." my husband said. "These are huge fucking tits! Massive fucking jugs! Enormous fucking boobs! These are a real woman's breasts."
"I'm more of a woman where it counts than Mom is, aren't I?" Kaylee asked. "You've always thought so!"
"Fuck yeah, you are. God, you're so tight. You're better than her in every way." Shane groaned out. Kaylee began to ride him harder. My husband's hands slid down from her tits till he was cupping both cheeks of her round, sweaty ass. He gripped both of the round cheeks and played with them as he forced her to drive into him harder.
"UGH, FUCK! Daddy, I love it! I love your body! I love your cock!" Kaylee moaned out. "Tell me you love me! More than Mom! Tell it to me so I can cum again!"
Shane didn't hesitate.
"I love you, Kaylee! I love you more than your mother, my wife! I love you more in every way! I would choose you every fucking time! God, I love your tight cunt!" my husband grunted.
"Mmmm, that's right! I know you love your daughter's CUNT more than you love Mom altogether! You love every part of me more than the best part of her! Feel my asshole, Daddy. Run your fingers across it! There you go, Daddy, there you go!" Kaylee groaned out. I watched as my husband peeled his daughter's ass-cheeks apart, exposing her clean, tight asshole to my shocked gaze. I watched my husband run his fingers down her sweaty ass-crack, playing with her asshole with his big fingers. "Feel it Daddy, feel it! Finger it just a little bit, cause you will be fucking it very soon! FUCK, that's it! I can feel it! Ahhh, it's so good! Finger my pretty asshole! Wait till you see it, Daddy. My asshole is gorgeous! It's prettier than Mom's fucking ugly face! HA HA!"
...now, unless both the father and daughter FUCKING HATE her, this is not only out of character, it makes no sense. If the dude is fucking his wife on a regular basis then he doesnt hate her,and there is NO FUCKING WAY he is going to talk shit about her or tell his daughter shes better than mom or any of that crap. ...and the daughter? That cunt sounds fucking flat out hateful! Hell, I dont know if i even want to read further than this! I find it much more believable that the dude has a 10" dick than all of that dialog. Hell I'd have found it more believable if mom had walked in and her school principal, the mailman, fat uncle Harold, her grandpa and the mayor were all standing naked in line waiting their turn, than trying to believe the dialog above! Yeesh. Sigh.
Meh, I speed read through it, thank god, lol. As another poster commented...WTF?! I just don't get it, it's not funny, other than a bit of the sex its not enjoyable to read, hell it fucking grates on the soul, lol! If the author was shooting for sick, twisted humor, then dead on target! Lol. ...and I love the asshats that rag on negative comments, because if you just don't fucking love a story you must be a Nazi, right? ;). That and I love how its the comment section, you know, for the author? ..but some folks seem to think its the chat room, where they're supposed to talk (bitch, rag, annoy) to other commenters :)
Anyways, very well written, I just couldn't manage to suck any joy out of the story :(
It was a pretty good story but would you mind making a spin off talking about how the mom looked better making the husband jealous and all that thanks
Don't try to psychoanalyze the author. If you don't like, don't read it. Read the disclaimer so you get an idea of what you're going to find in the story. Don't make comments on the author's mental health, or how many issues he might have. I hate know-it-all people who refer to others in such a condescending way.
Hated this story. The daughter was horrible, despicable, evil not in a cute way, and suffered from an inferiority complex against her own mother. I truly despised the daughter. Irredeemable. No amount of beautiful can balance out that souless rot. Just terrible. And the father was a gutless wonder allowing his life to be controlled by a greedy evil slut. One screw and his brains are gone, his family balance trashed, and everything pales in comparison to his jerk of a daughter's vagina? Please. Contemptible. Ridiculous. And then the mom? Just has a practical mental breakdown, and now everything she sees and hears is an illusion of her own insecure mind? I don't know who you have so much resentment towards, but it seems clear you write these stories as a way to vent your fantasies of casting off your reason and logic to indulge in a forbidden perceived perfection. And you resent your 'ugly character' who to you, holds you back. Because she isn't what you want, but what you have. You write your stories and release your obvious aggression while twisting the personalities of everyone because in your own way you hate them. And you want them to deserve your resentment. The ugly idiot, the evil slut, and the man who half-heartedly struggles with reason, but gives in because it's what he's wanted all along. He just can't admit it to himself, because that would make him a horrible person. So he's dominated so he doesn't have to take responsibility for being a bad person. Which he is. And no one wants to hate themselves, even if they do already. You write the same scenario because it expresses something to you. And you warp everything because it's hot to you and manipulative sluts and dirty unforgivable acts and betrayals are what get you off. It's acceptable to you because the main character you embody is controlled, so it's not wholly his fault. Such an irresistible creature, who could resist? Who could blame him? And it liberates you. And you like to embody the ugly idiot as well so you can make sure she gets her punishment. So she gets hurt in the most painful way and you can live that out reveling in her anguish and ensuring she sees, thinks, and feels it all. And making her hurt, but be so stupid and blind because that's what she is to you. An idiot. See a professional. This reeks of pent up resentment for someone you know doesn't deserve it. But you hate them for their weakness and the way they repulse you. But what you really hate is yourself. And you project that on to your ugly idiot. And the girl who you make out to be a dirty little cock tease. She pisses you off, but you're just dying to give it to her. And she must be an evil slut. She's got to be, because you can't stand her for showing you no attention even as you long for her. Hate that little whore, right? With her tight body begging to be fucked. Get over yourself. Also! As a critique to your writing, you kept repeating information over and over. It was annoying. We aren't stupid we got it. But that's why I think this is real for you. You kept driving the point over and over. Mom is an ugly idiot. Old, dull, unattractive. And the daughter is a manipulative slut. Greedy, evil, but so much better than the mom. So much better than the mom...so much better than the mom....over and over. We get it. The mom sucks, the daughter rules, but the daughter is evil. You were too passionate about it. Like you couldn't get enough of it. Kept pushing the point. Why? Because that's what liberated you. That's what you wanted to express. Why? Because it frustrates you. Why? Because it's an adaptation of your true emotions. So again. Get help. Stop projecting your own problems on to others. No one deserves your cock-eyed resentment.
So I'm guessing this is another alias for TallMarriedMan? The stories are so very similar. Hot stories in any case. You should tag them under cuckquean because they are very good examples of those.
This story disturbed me so much that it took this long to reread it and appreciate it. I do wish that there be a continuation, where we see the Father's spiral downward by the selfish daughter. Surely her immaturity will cause major complications. Mom needs to be lured away into a better, perhaps submissive relationship with a man who has no use for an egotistical child that subjugates her father. I for one would have left that situation, and found something healthier. Then done whatever I could to make sure they saw that I was grateful to them for making my life better because of their careless disregard of my commitment to the family and my well being. But I would never forgive them or come back. Do you think we could have that type of closure? Pretty please?
I don't like or read incest stories ever but I loved all your other stories so I read this and it was fantastic. So good I actually enjoyed an incest story. You are by far my favorite writer on the site. Not just because of your genre of a hot girl humiliating and defeating an ugly one which I find already extremely arousing, but your writing skills are also amazing. No one else writing the same genre as you would be as popular because they just don't have the writing skills. 5* story loved it. Also loved how you were able to completely humiliate and marginalize the ugly wife without her directly seeing/knowing that the father and daughter were fucking.
Why the awful treatment of the mother? that ruined it for me. Maybe if the mom were some evil, conniving bitch or something, I could've accepted the abuse, but jeez, the daughter's just a bitch who yammers about her tits way too much and the father is, well, completely lacking character. You have writing skills, I'll give you that, but overall the characters were not likable.
Psychologically impossible. No woman, in her right mind, could witness such an event/ hear such words of lust and hate and condone an affair in her own home and remain sane. Emotions don't work that way. Love doesn't work that way. Self respect doesn't work that way. Families don't work that way. I finished the story for the 'sake of the fictitious mom. I wanted to see where you were going to place her and handle her feelings. I have seen too many totally destroyed people.... the husband or the wife... who could handle INFIDELITY like that. It isn't real. Some one under that much stress would wind up dead...directly or indirectly via drugs, alcohol or a weapon or automobile. A sad, sad, and impossibly impractical story...expressing a great deal of anger and hate...You and Steven King must be 'first cousins'.
Mom needs to have a hot steamy affair of her own. Hot dirty sex with an old college professor or something. Women hit their sexual prime in their 40's and there is no way she wouldn't get any, maybe it will explain why she's letting them fuck like rabbits under her roof. Both husband anf wife get to have hot crazy monkey sex with someone they actually want.
...very well-written details of the sex scenes (those of you who bitch and moan about it being father/daughter...you clicked on it) and well done on the willfully oblivious mother. A very clever way to resolve what she saw - for an author who gives readers exactly what they expect, you still managed to surprise.
The description of a "sloppy affair"" is perfect. I hope there will be a story in the vein of "YCHM" with the mom and son having a an affair that just becomes more and more obvious, risky but the dad can never quite catch on due to various obstacles. Subtlety has to be the key and also the three people has to have some actual character dimensions and not their affair being explained away by the dad having some kind of cognitive dissonance. The sloppy affair has to be the center-piece of the story, think about all the wacky stuff they could get into. For me the best part of this story was the epilogue, if only it was expanded to be the main story.
That is one nasty girl, disgusting father and ridiculous clueless mother. Ugh! I had to skip over all the sex. I was so hoping the mom would get her revenge! Argh!!
can this story here not somewhere {{""{{ the hall of fame }}""}} ....... I've been
very slowly reading story since it's been released ++ the moment almost1/2done
page3officially && thus far EVERYTHING PERFECT EVERYTHING EXCELLENT
EVERYTHING AWESOME EVERYTHING SPECTACULAR
EVERYTHING PHENOMENAL `` I've did few ago `` quickly read the closure ...
i'll continue with reading more when i'm able from where I've stopped
I was on the second page and it was already my favorite story.
Your stories are so smoking hot that it is almost painful to endure the long wait for the next story. This story was so amazing. You own this fetish!!!!! I would love a followup to this story where they become more and more sloppy about throwing their affair in the face of the wife!!!! Great job. I am already going through with withdrawal waiting for the next story.
Why are so many people getting pissed about A)The Evil Slut B)The Betrayal & C)The Mother. Every TheTalkMan story has these. This was no worse than when a grandmother made her grandson call off his wedding to his childhood sweetheart or A evil doctor destroying a happy marriage just cause. Read the disclaimer people he CLEARY states whats in it and if you don't like don't read it.
Have to agree with those who say the writing is good, but there are problems with the story. Especially the daughter going from sweet and innocent to manipulating bitch slut, that is not the kind of personality that can hide. My other problem with the story is not the quality of the sex scenes, but the repetitious nature. After a few pages it just reads the same.
The story is very well written a plus when compared to others on this site. But the abuse just went too far. One day out of the blue a daughter who has all the advantages a girl could wish for becomes an unredeemable bitch, the husband a whipped asshole, and the mom just takes and takes more shit. She did nothing to deserve it. She stayed fit, contributed to the household and loved her family. So why do that to her. And as for the warning at the beginning and the telling flash forward another commentator mentioned, it was not enough. Heartbreak could mean the mother getting a divorce and leaving. And the flash forward does not preclude the wife getting some of her own back on her worthless family. It just went on and on with her mental break. Depressing really and not at all arousing.
In fairness I don't think you *can* properly give warning to what happened here without giving the story away. And like I said it was written well. Enough so that I felt compelled to write this long comment and not simply click away to something else. It just wasn't my thing. That's not at all your fault and I support writers writing whatever the hell they want. So good job. I guess?
This is insanely hot, you must write sequel where she is 9 monts pregnant and her daddy is fucking her ass....
5/5
very nice story would love to see you do a story where the mom is totaly cluless about the affair over years! or she suspects her husband of having a affair get survalince equipment and is shocked at what she finds out is going on in her own house !
Does anyone know any stories like these I suggested ? please post link thanks
love your work
April
You're a good writer, but the treatment of the mother seemed pointless. The parents were happily married until one afternoon when the daughter revealed her inner bitch? I guess I'd find it more of a turn on if you had portrayed the mother differently. In this story, she just seems tragically betrayed by her family for no apparent reason. Oh except that the daughter is a bipolar bitch slut with a father who simply loves the pussy he's in.
It is good to see you back after a long while. The story was great. Keep up the good work, just hope that the time interval is not always so big!!
Perhaps I'm not the target audience but, as someone who can normally appreciate dark topics like cheating, I have to agree with the above comments about the turn-off from the emotional abuse; I simply couldn't get into it.
Betrayal and cheating sex is hot in the moment but it's very difficult to enjoy stories extensively covering the consequences or aftermath because the risque lust is gone.
Contempt is sexy when it has a basis and is deserved (think of an ex having wild sex with someone hated by their now ex-partner as revenge after a mean breakup) but borderline kicking a puppy interactions are just... unwholesome.
just a three star story lofty Talk Man standards. I'm sorry but the epic 'You Couldn't Handle Me' has really spoiled me. The mom needed a little more substance to drive home the full extent of the betrayal. The daughter needed a kind and decent oyfriend to cast aside in favor of her dad. Lust will conquer always in this talented author's opuses. But in this tale, that vice surmounted all opposition all too easily.
Once again, I find this to be a DEFINITE, high quality effort by comparison to the median submission in this genre. But median standards don't quite apply to the Talk Man based on his talent and recent submissions. it's to his credit, that a bad day by TM, still outpaces all but the elite writers of Literotica.
The taboo nature of the story was nice, the dialogue was often laughably bad and at the end you ramble on about the mother being mistreated for a long time with no point. Seemed like you spent a long time tormenting her without a purpose as the sex had stopped being discussed. You can disclaimer all you like but it's clear you wrote this for yourself and that's fine. Could have been better, though.
Many are surprised as to how the daughter acted and the mother was treated in this story, yet the author mentions what his stories are like in the disclaimer. There was one who said this wasn't "foreshadowed" when there was an entire section that jumped forward and gave us exactly the type of dialogue we should know to come once the seduction started. Really, some people think these negative comments are intelligent. All they are showing is how most of them skipped the disclaimer, read the flash-forward, and then still kept reading expecting something else. Loved the twist at the end. First time in the author's stories where the wife decides to live with the humiliation.