CHOOSE YOUR OWN SEX LIFE | CONFRONTING DADDY
Her Daddy is home…
It’s time to confront her father, are you man enough?
This is a choose your own sex life adventure. You have entered No Medium Only Maximum, or NOMOM I can’t tell you what I was doing last week
To start at the start go here:
Or make sure you’re on your own and cum right here.
“Nooooo, don’t go down there. He will hurt you.”
“I don’t care, I’m sick of hiding, I’m in love with you damn it!”
At this point it would be helpful if you could hear yourself. You sound like you should be in a soap opera. It’s all gone a bit Gone With the Wind. Perhaps it wasn’t just some great sex that you needed but some drama in your life as well.
So ignoring your new found love, you storm out of her room and only stop on the steps when you can see both her parents just coming in through the door.
“I love her!”
“Who the damned hell are you? What are you doing in my house?” The father, the ‘Daddy’ seems none too impressed by your declaration.
“I will marry her whether you agree or not! We’ll run away! I love her and I won’t let an old bully like you stand in our way.”
By now your new love is pulling at your sleeve. “No don’t be silly.”
“You never touch again!” Her father seems confused as to who is touching who at this point but his anger is clear. “She is a virgin! And that’s the way she will stay.”
“No she is not! We just made love upstairs and I believe she has had to hide her lovers from you because you are such a brute!”
She whispers anxiously in your ear, “no I was a virgin until an hour ago. You were my first. I’d never touched a ban before you.”
“But?” this has wrong footed you a little and you perhaps don’t react the way as might have been sensible in the company of her parents. “But, you gave me such a wonderful blowjob in the taxi? You loved the taste of my cum? It was the finest head I’ve ever had!” if her parents had to hear this you are not sure but still you don’t stop. “Our sex, upstairs, it was perfect.”
“Yes,” she says, much more quietly than you, trying to pull you away from the top of the stairs, perhaps back to some sort of safety, “we did, but it was still my first time. Come on quickly before it’s too…”
And you don’t hear the end of her sentence or anything else at all. Even the bang of the gun that takes your life is too slow to reach you before the lights turn off.
The father of course. He did it. You shouldn’t be surprised. But if you wanted romance and doomed romance at that, then you came to the right place. She doesn’t die but she does at least hold your lifeless body until her Daddy pulls her away. She will go on to have many more lovers but you have messed up this week of unbridled lust by falling in love and then, well, not being very sensible about it.
The End
If I was you I’d go back to the last choice and make the more obvious one. You might fall to your death but at least you have fighting chance with the ground, unlike a bullet.
Or go back to all those different women and choose one that isn’t so scarily perfect:
Of course, if you were playing the game properly you would now turn right back to the first page and start again, so that would be here:
But does anyone play like that? Unless you want to play with your self over something that happened before…
