Perhaps one could say I have a deep, unrelenting father complex.
I definitely have daddy issues, and those issues definitely played into what I ended up becoming...
My biological dad had neglected me, which was almost worse than him just outright leaving; I could've been gone for hours, for days, and my dad would grunt and go back to watching his pornographic material on the TV in the living room. Surprisingly, I wasn't a whore at least. I didn't go throwing myself at every older man who offered me attention as a result of my dad's negligence. That would be silly, and do nothing to fill that void my dad had left in my heart.
Sleeping with the dad of my childhood BBF, however…That would do a lot for me.
Your Character (YC)
was the father figure my dad never was. Whereas my dad couldn't even be bothered to give me the time of day, YC was taking me and his daughter hunting and fishing during Summer weekends and playing catch with us in the yard. He cooked for me, let me into his home, treated me as though I were his own flesh and blood; I looked up to him, and when his daughter and I began our first semester together, that admiration had become a bit of a crush.
But my crush wasn't yet a need. That change happened halfway through the semester; when my BFF and I had a hometown volleyball game, YC and his wife had come out to support the two of us. I felt the way he was looking at me; the way his eyes lingered a bit too long on how my shorts clung tight to my ass, tracing along my toned legs, over my smooth stomach, until they fell upon the bountiful bust I had tucked away behind that top of mine… I should've hated him for checking me out when his wife was right there, but all it did was spur something hot and dangerous in me. A need, an unrelenting need to be his.
Shortly thereafter, I moved out of the house I was living in with my negligent dad, coming up with the excuse that I wanted to be closer to my best friend and town; in reality, I just wanted to be closer to YC. He and his wife were more than understanding, YC especially agreeable, and I was allowed to move into their spare bedroom for the rest of the year. Most days his wife was out of the house at her office job; and since YC worked from home, it was usually just me and him and sometimes my BFF. And how difficult I made it for him; wearing tight clothing, making use of the fact the house was a bit cramped to brush past him often, the way I'd angle myself to push my bust out and accentuate it when he was near. Whether he wanted to or not, his eyes were on me, and I liked it.
It helped that I began tailoring myself to his tastes a bit. While he and his wife slept, I crept about in his home office; YC wasn't a saint; no man was, I knew. It didn't take long to find the secret porn stash he hid in his desk. He was actually a lot like my father; in fact, some of the stuff YC had was stuff my father had in his own collection.
It was a bit degrading for me, acting similarly to how those women in the pornos did; but seeing YC’s eyes light up with an anxious want made debasing myself for him worth it. And in those moments, I knew he knew what I was doing; but confronting me about it would force him to admit how much he's been liking it…Or worse, make him ravish me right there in his family's home.
To my knowledge, he hasn't ever sought out to make his hidden fantasies a reality with any other women; after all, he had a family, a wife and daughter to take care of. But his sex life with his wife was basically dead; she didn't satisfy him, and it wasn't helped by the fact that she was constantly out of the house with work of her own. He was all mine, and I so desperately wanted to be his, but this little game we both were playing couldn't go on forever. Something had to give, and I've grown tired of not having what I've wanted…
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A plot that can either be medium-sized or long-term, with a story centered on a young woman with sufficient daddy issues wanting to sleep with the man who is her dearest father figure. I laid out the groundwork, however I am more than happy to further flesh out a wide variety of aspects; how does my character feel about YC having a secret lusting? How does YC feel about my character; is he attracted to her, or wary of her? Or, just oblivious to her advances and intentions? How happy is the marriage between YC and his wife outside of the sex? Another angle we can play with is how YC's daughter feels about all of this. Does she know her childhood friend is trying to sleep with her dad? Do I like my BFF too? Becoming a real homewrecker (We can always switch things around to make this story Dad x Daughter)
One idea on how we can portray Your Character is having him be equal parts guilty and lustful. He knows how dangerous it is to allow such a relationship to form within his own family's home, but finds himself constantly unable to deny himself, especially when I go to such great lengths to play into his tastes and wants. I love the idea of him telling himself often, "Never again after this last time," but we both know it's not ever going to be the "last time," especially if serious feelings start getting involved. Another idea is we lessen his guilt, and have him be more of a corrupting force; his sexual frustrations boiling to such a degree that when I come along, he takes the opportunity to exploit my crush and feelings for him to shape me into his perfect little fucktoy. I mean nothing but sexual gratification to him, and perhaps that's all my character wants to be; or I could also start becoming jealous, wanting to be in the position his wife is. After all, I only satisfy his sexual urges; it's his wife he returns to every night…
Another idea is that both characters acknowledge that they are both terrible people. My character's admiration and lust is coupled with vitriol, hating Your Character for not being the perfect father figure she wants him to be, but simultaneously loving it when he falls into his lustful ways. Conversely, YC could hold a similar vitriol, hating me for being a temptress, but hating himself even more for not being able to resist. In this regard, we could even go as far as to say my character is less concerned about being the center of his attention, and may be more intent on corrupting YC while he corrupts her; bringing over friends for him to enjoy, being bold and bratty until he has to punish me into silence, constantly teasing him about how bad of a husband and father he is to push his buttons…
All in all, I think there's a surprising amount of ways we can take this story of ours, and I'd love to talk about any possibilities, be it any of the ones I listed above or any new ideas you might bring to the table.
~~Message me for my list of kinks and tell me what stuck out to you the most about the idea~~
What I bring to the table:
Literate, serious yet bubbly, open-minded, eager and a twisted personality.
3 to 5 or more detailed paragraphs, I will match my partner with gusto!
Plenty of OOC chatter and brainstorming, I love to nerd out.
Only boundaries is eating scat, vomit, or snot and I don't care for furries- that's it
Reach out to me about my plots, yours, or let's build something new. I will do Fandom roleplay.
I do prefer Discord to chat.
Kinks, Settings, Pairings
As per site rules
"all characters and settings will be 18+”
I definitely have daddy issues, and those issues definitely played into what I ended up becoming...
My biological dad had neglected me, which was almost worse than him just outright leaving; I could've been gone for hours, for days, and my dad would grunt and go back to watching his pornographic material on the TV in the living room. Surprisingly, I wasn't a whore at least. I didn't go throwing myself at every older man who offered me attention as a result of my dad's negligence. That would be silly, and do nothing to fill that void my dad had left in my heart.
Sleeping with the dad of my childhood BBF, however…That would do a lot for me.
Your Character (YC)
was the father figure my dad never was. Whereas my dad couldn't even be bothered to give me the time of day, YC was taking me and his daughter hunting and fishing during Summer weekends and playing catch with us in the yard. He cooked for me, let me into his home, treated me as though I were his own flesh and blood; I looked up to him, and when his daughter and I began our first semester together, that admiration had become a bit of a crush.
But my crush wasn't yet a need. That change happened halfway through the semester; when my BFF and I had a hometown volleyball game, YC and his wife had come out to support the two of us. I felt the way he was looking at me; the way his eyes lingered a bit too long on how my shorts clung tight to my ass, tracing along my toned legs, over my smooth stomach, until they fell upon the bountiful bust I had tucked away behind that top of mine… I should've hated him for checking me out when his wife was right there, but all it did was spur something hot and dangerous in me. A need, an unrelenting need to be his.
Shortly thereafter, I moved out of the house I was living in with my negligent dad, coming up with the excuse that I wanted to be closer to my best friend and town; in reality, I just wanted to be closer to YC. He and his wife were more than understanding, YC especially agreeable, and I was allowed to move into their spare bedroom for the rest of the year. Most days his wife was out of the house at her office job; and since YC worked from home, it was usually just me and him and sometimes my BFF. And how difficult I made it for him; wearing tight clothing, making use of the fact the house was a bit cramped to brush past him often, the way I'd angle myself to push my bust out and accentuate it when he was near. Whether he wanted to or not, his eyes were on me, and I liked it.
It helped that I began tailoring myself to his tastes a bit. While he and his wife slept, I crept about in his home office; YC wasn't a saint; no man was, I knew. It didn't take long to find the secret porn stash he hid in his desk. He was actually a lot like my father; in fact, some of the stuff YC had was stuff my father had in his own collection.
It was a bit degrading for me, acting similarly to how those women in the pornos did; but seeing YC’s eyes light up with an anxious want made debasing myself for him worth it. And in those moments, I knew he knew what I was doing; but confronting me about it would force him to admit how much he's been liking it…Or worse, make him ravish me right there in his family's home.
To my knowledge, he hasn't ever sought out to make his hidden fantasies a reality with any other women; after all, he had a family, a wife and daughter to take care of. But his sex life with his wife was basically dead; she didn't satisfy him, and it wasn't helped by the fact that she was constantly out of the house with work of her own. He was all mine, and I so desperately wanted to be his, but this little game we both were playing couldn't go on forever. Something had to give, and I've grown tired of not having what I've wanted…
~~~~~~~~~~
A plot that can either be medium-sized or long-term, with a story centered on a young woman with sufficient daddy issues wanting to sleep with the man who is her dearest father figure. I laid out the groundwork, however I am more than happy to further flesh out a wide variety of aspects; how does my character feel about YC having a secret lusting? How does YC feel about my character; is he attracted to her, or wary of her? Or, just oblivious to her advances and intentions? How happy is the marriage between YC and his wife outside of the sex? Another angle we can play with is how YC's daughter feels about all of this. Does she know her childhood friend is trying to sleep with her dad? Do I like my BFF too? Becoming a real homewrecker (We can always switch things around to make this story Dad x Daughter)
One idea on how we can portray Your Character is having him be equal parts guilty and lustful. He knows how dangerous it is to allow such a relationship to form within his own family's home, but finds himself constantly unable to deny himself, especially when I go to such great lengths to play into his tastes and wants. I love the idea of him telling himself often, "Never again after this last time," but we both know it's not ever going to be the "last time," especially if serious feelings start getting involved. Another idea is we lessen his guilt, and have him be more of a corrupting force; his sexual frustrations boiling to such a degree that when I come along, he takes the opportunity to exploit my crush and feelings for him to shape me into his perfect little fucktoy. I mean nothing but sexual gratification to him, and perhaps that's all my character wants to be; or I could also start becoming jealous, wanting to be in the position his wife is. After all, I only satisfy his sexual urges; it's his wife he returns to every night…
Another idea is that both characters acknowledge that they are both terrible people. My character's admiration and lust is coupled with vitriol, hating Your Character for not being the perfect father figure she wants him to be, but simultaneously loving it when he falls into his lustful ways. Conversely, YC could hold a similar vitriol, hating me for being a temptress, but hating himself even more for not being able to resist. In this regard, we could even go as far as to say my character is less concerned about being the center of his attention, and may be more intent on corrupting YC while he corrupts her; bringing over friends for him to enjoy, being bold and bratty until he has to punish me into silence, constantly teasing him about how bad of a husband and father he is to push his buttons…
All in all, I think there's a surprising amount of ways we can take this story of ours, and I'd love to talk about any possibilities, be it any of the ones I listed above or any new ideas you might bring to the table.
~~Message me for my list of kinks and tell me what stuck out to you the most about the idea~~
What I bring to the table:
Literate, serious yet bubbly, open-minded, eager and a twisted personality.
3 to 5 or more detailed paragraphs, I will match my partner with gusto!
Plenty of OOC chatter and brainstorming, I love to nerd out.
Only boundaries is eating scat, vomit, or snot and I don't care for furries- that's it
Reach out to me about my plots, yours, or let's build something new. I will do Fandom roleplay.
I do prefer Discord to chat.
Kinks, Settings, Pairings
As per site rules
"all characters and settings will be 18+”
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