



(This prompt is written in the perspective of my character! You can play as the son or the girlfriend in this scenario, and can be changed based on preference!)

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My son has been sneaking off as of late, being so full of himself as to think that his own Father wouldn't notice, as if I didn't do the same. Hearing him come into my room to see if I was asleep, watching him go out of the back door shortly after to do god knows what. After continuing to do so for a couple more days, my concerning begins to grow and I finally confront him, demanding an answer as to what he's been up to these past few nights. Hesitantly, he tells me that he's been meeting up with a woman, seeing my expression change to a scowl, already regretting his decision.

I demand to meet the little skank in question, having him bring her over after school. Waiting in the living room, my patience begins to wear thin, sitting on the couch, counting down every second. I hear the sound of the house key being put into the door, unlocking and beginning to open. Standing up, I walk over to the door, wanting to greet the both of them. The door fully opens, looking down at them both, my son meekly rubbing the side of his arm, averting my gaze. A slightly taller Feline woman stands beside him, looking up at me, meeting my eyes. (The character can be changed!)  I scan over her a little, her body noticeably underdeveloped underneath the uniform her brown hair put into a neat bun and her brown eyes shining a bit from the overhead sun.

"Pickers can't be choosers.." I mutter under my breath, reaching out my left paw and putting it under her chin, lifting her head up to face me. "What's your name, miss?" I ask in a softer tone, offering a warm smile. "N-Naomi, sir." She replies calmly, becoming a little embarrassed as we hold eye contact. Atleast this one has a little respect. I think briefly, releasing her chin. "Any friend of my son's is more than welcome here, so come in!" I move out of the doorway, outstretching my hand into the living room. They come in soon after, closing the door behind them. I make my way behind Naomi, putting both hands on her shoulders. "Now son, me and your little friend here have to have a little "discussion" about the future of your little relationship."

I hear him begin to speak, moving Naomi and guiding her towards the nearby staircase, gesturing for her to continue up, saying a little departing greeting before she does. We make it into my bedroom, closing and locking the door as we settle in. I get straight to work, seeing as she would take some convincing, considering her nervousness.

(A few hours later~)

"Ugh...D-Does my little shrimp-dicked son make you f-feel this good...huh?"

The room now reeks with the natural musk and the smell of sweat, both of our bodies glistening from the long session, the entire weight of my body pressed against her as she's forced into mating press. Condoms leak onto the bed around us, strung on the floor as well, one end hanging out of her ass. Bite marks scattered around her neck and across her body, showing my bias for certain areas. A black collar is firmly locked around Naomi's neck, being fastened tightly because of her inability to quiet down. Claw marks cover her entire back, her hair strung messily on the pillow her head lays on, drooling a bit down her chin. I continue to pump down into the now DILF obsessed slut, violently planting one more thrust deep into her cunt, my balls pulsating as my length follows, shooting another load deep into her womb. Naomi's back arches, her hand reaching down as she begins to rub her clit quickly, trying to buck her hips and fit as much as possible into herself. She tightens around me once more, shooting out a flurry of clear liquid against my lower stomach, dropping back down and making herself limp as she finishes.

A knock at the door pulls me from my pleasure filled trance, rolling my eyes and grunting disappointedly. I begin to slowly slide myself out of her, Naomi whining a little as I do, reassuring her that we could continue later. Pulling out, the pool of cum around her ass only grows as it leaks out of her pussy, backing up to stand at the foot of my bed. I bend down to pick up her lazily strung around clothing, retrieving mine as well. As we get dressed, the marks covering her body become more evident, deciding to leave the collar on. Finally ready, I unlock the door, opening it and seeing my son, Naomi clinging to my arm, a smile plastered on her red face. He very obviously hides his bulge in his pants, a smirk forming across my face. "After a very thorough discussion with your friend, I don't think she's ready for you yet. Your Father will make sure she's well trained for you, Son! So just get ready for bed." My demeanor drops for the last couple words, pushing Naomi back into the room and slamming the door, locking it to continue our discussion.

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Hello! For this prompt, I'd LOVE to play an overly "protective" father, taking every significant other from my son! We don't have to go the route that I've written here, and I'd love to include any idea you may have! We could either focus on you playing one character for the duration of our roleplay, or have you play the son or the multiple women he dates and breaks up with because of him! (Not a harem!)

My characters personality can also be changed to your preference as well! For this, I'd prefer to play as a sort of faceless character, and can dawn any kind of body type you'd prefer!

(Thank you for reading this far, and I can't wait to meet the interesting people that this post attracts!)

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