To be able to say to him that I loved him from the bottom of my heart and that he’d love me back in the same way. My mind was made up and I decided I would go through with my plan to make my father mine. The night was slowly unfolding into a night where I would act on those late night fantasies and finally make them a blissful reality. I debated with myself whether what I was going to do was the right thing. I wanted the man who had made me and I felt ashamed of it. I was in love with my own father and had been since I could recall. A perfect time for fantasizing and thinking of ways to seduce what I had been longing for, ever since I could remember. The house was empty and it was the middle of the night. He was in the shower and I was steps away from the bathroom door. I was as scared as the lamb that tried to sneak up on the lion. I respect the views and opinions of all people and I welcome any negative thoughts I may receive through email as well as encouraging feedback from the readers. If you are reading this it is understood that gay sex and incest-related situations are of your liking or interest. This is in NO way meant or written to offend others. NOTE: The following story is a fictional adaptation of a real c****hood and adolescent fantasy.
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