Daddy dearest. [[combi and Antone]] [[NSFW images first post]]
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				Title: <strong>Daddy dearest. [[combi and Antone]] [[NSFW images first post]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 01:37:54</strong>
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				<strong><em>Standard pre-roleplay warning gubbins: This roleplay contains fictional scenes of incest, and has nude / seminude pictures in it. If you don't like either of those or are in a place where looking at such things will get you / those around you in trouble, please don't read it. If you do like the images, and/or do want to read it, the small images (in my posts) are thumbnails; click to get a bigger version.<br>Thanks!<br>~Combi</em></strong><br><hr><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Yawning softly to herself Lyra slowly opened her eyes; she had been 'awake' for awhile now; glad that she was finally free of school, when the summer ended, she would have to start looking for a job. She didn't mind school all that much - it was just something that had to be done; plus, she got to see her friends, so it all balanced out for her. Glancing over at the time; it was still early morning; she had heard her father leave awhile ago, so she knew she wouldn't be bothered by him; nor would any of her sisters who were probably also all in the house. <br><br>The eighteen year old eventually decided that there wasn't much else to do, since she probably wouldn't be able to go to sleep again, she pushed herself off the bed. Her loose pyjama top done up with only several buttons; showing off her stomach and some of her cleavage. One side of her pyjama bottoms had been pushed below her hip in her sleep; and the other in it's normal place. Her black hair was somewhat messy - but that would be fixed with a good combing. Checking to see if the blinds were closed, she removed her top, before dressing in a bra and sliding on a blue low-cut top; and slipping out of her bottoms - replacing them with a pair of panties, and some tight jeans. <br><br>The only computer that the family owned (aside from laptops; which she did not own) just so happened to be in her fathers bedroom; for whatever reason. Walking down the stairs; she reached the room - opening the door without knocking and walking into it. Turning on the computer she opened some of the blinds; letting light cascade into the room just as the computer booted up. Sitting down in the chair, she noticed a USB in the computer that she hadn't seen before. Opening it up in the computer, she browsed through a few of the folders; it seemed just like her fathers work stuff. That was, before she found a specific folder; one of the only folders with the name 'New Folder'. Opening it up; it was full of images, one of which she opened, before st airing wide-eyed at what she saw before her and letting out a gasp - a few moments later her mouth twisting into a somewhat evil smirk.</td><td>(http://cache.imagefap.com/images/thumb/40/177/1778744505.jpg) (http://www.imagefap.com/image.php?id=1778744505)</td></tr></tbody></table><hr><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://cache.imagefap.com/images/thumb/40/180/1809113666.jpg) (http://www.imagefap.com/image.php?id=1809113666)</td><td>The middle oldest of the three sisters Laura was probably also the smartest - or the one who spent most of her time studying. She was a year younger than Lyra; and for some reason had never really followed the same path as her older sister; maybe it was just that she would often prefer to be on her own, rather than surrounded by people who she didn't really know, nor care about - no matter how much they claimed to like her. She had only allowed herself to sleep in because it was the summer holiday; one of the few holidays in which she actually relaxed on; even if said relaxing only meant that she wouldn't study as hard. <br><br>As she began to wake up, she pushed herself into a sitting position; running a hand through her hair - removing any tangles that had developed during the night before pushing herself off the bed; stumbling a little and then regaining her balance. Dressed in somewhat childish pyjamas; a lime green colour with sheep, she removed the top-half. Putting on a bra, she shoved a shirt on over it; before removing the pyjama bottoms; before slipping on a pair of fresh panties and jeans. Leaving her bedroom, she looked towards her fathers bedroom; which was right outside her own. Seeing it open, she glanced inside, saying good morning to her older sister, and getting a good morning back before going off down another set of stairs to get her breakfast. Going to the front door, she picked up several letters; one of which was addressed to her - and it had a university logo on the back. When she got to the kitchen, she became annoyed with herself for not putting on any socks - the tiled floor feeling cold against her feet. Moving across to the cupboard, she pulled out some cereal and a bowl; beginning to make her breakfast.</td></tr></tbody></table><hr><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Jenavive (or Jen to her friends and family) had been up for a number of hours already; and had even seen their father off to work; but then, that was like Jen; she was usually the first to wake - the only times she wasn't would have been when she had injured herself and couldn't rise - no matter how much she wanted to. Jen was the most athletic of the family by far; the others managed to remain in relatively good shape, but nowhere near as slender and as toned as Jen was; but it also had its disadvantages - her social life was reduced to nearly nothing; she had friends at school, as well as those who ran with her, but she found it hard to merge those two parts of her life. People often commented how Jen actually looked a lot older than Laura - and she guessed that it had just been that exercising helped her growth, even if she was younger.<br><br>Slowing down, she could feel her heart thumping gently inside her chest; clad in a sports bra, sweats and trainers; she had been running for several hours now, and had developed a thin film of sweat, keeping her surprisingly warm. Rubbing the back of her hand against her forehad, she turned around; vaulting the fence that kept kids in the playground from running into the road - rather than running around it, she made her way across through the deserted bits of equipment; which looked somewhat sad as they weren't being used. </td><td>(http://cache.imagefap.com/images/thumb/40/370/37044460.jpg) (http://www.imagefap.com/image.php?id=37044460)</td></tr></tbody></table>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Daddy dearest. [[combi and Antone]] [[NSFW images first post]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 00:20:54</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Michael was one of those men that, while getting on in his later years, was still the type that most women found desirable. Something about his maturity, though he was a somewhat handsome man, which didn't hurt. But despite all the girls that seemed to desire him, including girls that were easily under half his age (him being 40), he often turned them down, albeit reluctantly. It wasn't really their fault. He had a lot of problems that really prevented him from trying to connect and socialize with the opposite sex.<br><br>&nbsp;First off, he had three daughters. And while they were all in their late teens, they were his world. He still thought of them more often than not as his little girls, needing his help for everything, even if they were probably well past that stage. Another was his work. He worked a lot of hours overtime at his business firm, partly because he had no life, and plus the overtime made living easier, which means he could support his girls all the better until they decided what they were doing. But lastly... He was a bit of a perv. He wanted something akin to his fantasies, which he never shared with any... the closest thing he had were the folder of pictures and videos on his external. About 90 percent of them were various forms of BDSM, and the other 10 pictures of lingerie, sex gear, and other sexy clothing that put the idea of sex in a man's mind. Of course, this was secret even from his daughters, who didn't know of any perverseness deep within their father.<br><br>&nbsp;The day had started off normal. He'd woken up just a bit before the sun came up, working on getting his breakfast, as well as lunch made. Of course, somehow, Jen still seemed to be up for him, getting an early start on her workout. He'd given her a kiss on the cheek before he'd left for work, his other daughters lazing about in bed as they were prone to do during the summer. But he'd headed off to work as was normal. <br><br>&nbsp;It wasn't til he'd been at work for about an hour that he had realized... he left his external at home! It wasn't that big a deal, since all the work files were backed up on his work computer as well, but he was slightly nervous of the girls finding anything on his external. They were prone to use the computer, which was kept in his room, mostly so he could look at porn in privacy. But the girls often used it, since it was better than their laptops.<br><br>&nbsp;Shaking his head, he'd focus on work for the rest of the day, though a slight little nagging in his mind made him somewhat nervous about it the entire day. But he'd finally make his way back home, getting there about 6 in the evening, walking in the front door with a sigh. Work sucked sometimes, yanno? He'd gently slide his shoes off, putting them next to the door, and would move through the house, finding his way to his room, moving to put his briefcase down on the inside, next to the door. Looking over at the computer, he'd see the external in the same place, and would let out a little sigh of relief. Then again, they might still have used it, but the computer itself wasn't on, so he just hoped no one had decided to use it, and would look around.<br><br>&nbsp;"Anyone home?" <br><br>&nbsp;He yelled the words out, knowing that if the girls were about, they'd answer.
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