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I knew it was wrong. But every night, I’d lie perfectly still, pretending to be asleep, waiting for the sound of my door to creak open. I craved the feel of my father’s rough hands on my skin, the weight of his body on mine, and the way he’d whisper my name as he took what he wanted from my sleeping body. It was our secret, a dirty game of make-believe… until the night I “woke up.”
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Trigger Warning: This story contains explicit sexual content and taboo themes including incest between father and son adult characters. It includes depictions of somnophilia (sleep sex), a significant age gap, BDSM elements with a heavy focus on Dominance/submission. All characters are consenting adults over the age of 18. This material is intended for mature readers only.
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