Uhh, yeah me and my dad.

    My tooth needs a root canal.  At least that’s if my Dad is right and cavities don’t go away.  I hope he doesn’t remember when I told him, “I want you to rape me.”  Weird?  Well, not when every time you think of Him you remember seeing his dick when taking a shower with you as a child.  WHY did I tell my Dad that?  A voice in my head told me that if I don’t get John to rape me, then I was going to die.  But he later reasoned that since at the time John was overseas, my Dad is the closest male to me to rape me.  Now, I didn’t mind rape because it has been my fantasy at least since highschool – probably since my Mom told me not to have sex until marriage.  So the only way to obey her wishes without doing so is if someone FORCED me to have sex.  That would be ideal.  And then I can have a child!  Yaay!  I told my Dad I wanted to adopt a baby but he said I was stupid.  “It would be your new pet,” He’d say.  “And I’LL end up taking care of it.”  Probably true.
    So back to sex then.  I wouldn’t mind having sex with my Dad – except that it’s gross.  It’s gross only because society says it is.  OR else I would’ve ended up getting him drunk and lying with him by now – just like in the Bible.  He is a little rough having been in sports growing up.  My mom said he got mad when she told him to stop grabbing her breasts so hard because they were sensitive that day.  Also, he looks at porn.  “How romantic is THAT?” she said.  So Dad isn’t Prince Charming.  So what.
    Another time I saw his dick when I opened his bathroom door after he just took a shower.  I have a hard time imagining having sex with my Dad.  I can hear everyone saying, “Get to the SEX part already!”  But really?  With my Dad, guys?  I get disturbed whenever I am thinking about my brother or grandpa and the subject of sex.  Except I don’t feel bad at all these days for my thoughts because I found they’re put into my mind by the Powers That Be.  I can’t WILL a thought!  So here I go:
    “Dad, you’re so handsome!”
    “Rachele, shut up.”  (Quite realistic actually.)  How am I supposed to have sex with him when he won’t?
    “Daaaad!”
    “What Rachele?  Stop being a brat.” 
    Mom was right.  He’s not very romantic.  When out with me he tells everyone, “She’s my daughter, not my wife.”
    Having sex with Dad isn’t exactly one of my FANTASIES…at least not Mine.  Except I do think an awful lot about that time I saw his dick.
    “Dad! Dad! Dad?!”  And I konk him in the head with a pan.  I guess fucking a limp unconscious dick is the best I can do.

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  • shanthu on Nov 6, 2009

    pathetic……

  • Laura Orozco on Nov 6, 2009

    Wow, this is really weird… but somehow enterntaining.

  • TroostAvenue on Nov 6, 2009

    Neither pathetic nor entertaining to me but rather a good stretch of artistic license. If Maquis de Sade is the standard for going too far, you’re still pretty tame. Nonetheless, I didn’t push the I Like button, something for which I’m sure you’ll have a comment yourself.

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