("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2006. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Stabbing Dad With A Dildo by Sakrum (markus_is_cool@yahoo.com) *** A 17 year old kid rapes his Dad in a hospital bed. (MM, nc, inc, toys) *** "Yo' Dad, what's up?" I asked my Dad. Me and my Dad were both in the kitchen. My Dad was looking extra sexy that day. I kept looking at his long blonde hair, orange beard, and his baggy eyes. About a year ago I put a curse on my Dad's hair to make it look spiky and have giant sideburns, but it recently wore off. I think my Dad looks pretty muskee, although most people tell me he's fat, but what do they know? I'd like to think that he was admiring my sexy face with it's bald head that had three hairs at the top. I wasn't wearing a shirt that day, but I never wear shirts anyway. I was just wearing some black sweat pants that I've had on non-stop for the past five years. My Dad looked at me and didn't answer. That made me mad, so I pulled out a dildo and stabbed him in the chest with it. "AAAHHH! MARKUS! WHAT THE FUCK IS THE MATTER WITH YOU!!?" he screamed as he fell to the floor. Blood poured out of his sexy chest and mouth. I started dancing as my Dad was potentially bleeding to death. "Markus... what the fuck is wrong with you?" he asked weakly with tears in his eyes. I looked at him for a few minutes, and went back to dancing. "I gotta get to a hospital Markus..." he groaned. "How come?" I asked. "YOU STABBED ME IN THE CHEST WITH A FUCKING DILDO!" he screamed. "There's no need to be bitchy Dad." I told him. My Dad slowly and weakly got off the ground. I didn't offer him help. He slowly walked for the door towards his truck. "I'm gonna drive Dad." I told him. "THE FUCK YOU ARE!" he screamed. My Dad fell back to the floor. As he lay on the floor, I started stomping his head. My bitchy sister Melissa, who I once gave a hickey to when she was sleeping in the middle of the night, shoved me out of the way and helped my Dad off the floor. She's a bitch. She's only living with us now because her boyfriend Jessie kicked her out of their house. He claimed that she got too fat after she had their baby. Someone named Ashley was living with them at the time, and Jessie got her pregnant shortly before he kicked my sister out. Ashley is the only person besides my Dad that I think is sexy, so when he got her pregnant I was PISSED. "What did Markus do this time?" she asked him. "He stabbed me with a dildo... A dildo... I mean what the fuck..." my dad said weakly. "Well I'll drive you to the hospital." she told him. "Can I come too?" I asked her. "Whatever..." Dad said. I started dancing again after I heard that I could come. We all got into the van and my sister started driving to the hospital. My Dad sat in the passenger's seat, moaning. I started grabbing my Dad's long sexy hair and started tugging. "MARKUS! QUIT PULLING ON MY HAIR!" he screamed. I kept pulling on his hair anyway, giggling like a girl. My Dad eventually got tired of yelling and just let me continue to pull his hair. We finally got the hospital. My sister helped Dad get out and get inside. They got my Dad into a hospital bed and in a room where they treated the wound. After they were done treating him, a doctor came in. "What were you stabbed with?" a doctor asked. "A dildo..." my Dad told him. He looked embarrassed for some reason when he told him. The doctor just burst out laughing. "You making fun of my Dad's pain?" I asked him getting in his face. "Well you're the one who stabbed me!" Dad said. "That's besides the point." I told him. "Why did you stab your Dad with a dildo?" the doctor asked me. I gave the doctor an angry look and raised my first. "I'm gonna!" I growled. "You're starting to freak me out kid, I'm leaving." the stupid doctor said. When he left, I realized that it was just me and Dad. "So Dad... you're in a bed...unable to get out..." I said smiling. "Oh great!" my Dad moaned. I took off my pants and jumped on my Dad. I then made him turn face down and opened up his but cheeks. "MARKUS! THIS IS A HOSPITAL!" he screamed. I stuck my dick in his sweet tight ass. "AAAHHH! HELP ME!" he screamed. I just kept pumping my dick in his big hairy ass. As I kept pumping I spanked his butt. I've fucked my Dad so many times. After a few minutes, I got an orgasm and shot my load deep into his butt. I then pulled my dick out. It was covered with poop. I turned my Dad back on his back (hee hee, get it?). "OK Dad, I want to lick the poop off," I told him. He just rolled his eyes and started licking it off. After he was done, I turned him back over and started fucking his ass again. He screamed as I pumped harder and deeper than I did last time. His ass felt so warm and gewy. After a few minutes, I orgasmed again and shot an even bigger load than last time which shot even deeper. I then pulled my dick out and made him lick the poop off again. He rolled his eyes again and started licking it off. I kept fucking him all day. Whenever someone came in, I'd hiss at them and they'd quickly leave. Sunny, a seventy year old man that I hang out with, came inside the room. "What's up Markus?" he asked. "FUCK OFF!" I screamed. Sunny's a good man, but he's often confused and can't find his house. Sunny then left the room. I went back to pumping my Dad's ass. A few days later, my Dad finally got out of the hospital. "Markus, please don't stab me in the chest with a dildo ever again," he told me. "I'll think about it," I said. *** ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 46