Script Offer: Family by Choice (F4M)

Title: Family by Choice - a NSFW script

By Longfang

TAGS: [F4M] [Age Gap] [Daddy] [Tragedy] [Supportive Home Life] [Always There for Me] [Loss] [Teen Pregnancy] [Sacrifice for Family] [Higher Education] [Memories] [Bareback] [Breeding] [Throat fucking] [Cowboy] [Table Sex] [L-Bombs] [Multiple Orgasms] [Praise] [Switchy vibes] [Confession] [Not on the boxes] [Moving] [Found Family to Lovers] [Sundress] [Graduation] [Breastplay] [Marking] [Slow burn] [Incest]

Notes: This is a work of fiction and any correlation to real people and events is coincidental. The author does not recommend the behaviors or actions in the script and is not criminally liable for individuals that act in said manner. My material may be released for free or behind a pay wall, but if sold as a single I would appreciate remuneration. Alterations to the script of a minor nature that do not significantly shift the tone and themes of the script are welcome especially if they improve it or ease any phase of production. All sound effects and stage directions are suggestions for context. My work may not be used to train AI.

Script Length: 2950 words

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(Car pulls up/Door opens and shuts)

You made it! How was the trip?

Yeah, I know it's a long drive. You do know that you could've flown, right? I'd have happily picked you up from the airport.

(Laughs) Stubborn man. Well, I'm just happy you were able to make it. It would've seemed... I don't know, wrong maybe, for me to get my Masters and for you to not be there for it.

I mean, you've been there for everything else. Always.

(Laugh) Maybe. I might be getting sentimental. I like having all the feelings, remember?

Of course you do. Come on in.

Why, thank you, sir. It is a new sundress. I love the way they feel on my skin and the way they flow around me. (Laugh) I'm glad you approve.

(Door opens and closes) Yeah, most of my stuff is already packed. I'm already living out of boxes, but we should have spaces to sit still. The furniture won't be worried about until the movers come next week. We'll just settle in here at the table, yeah? Would you like some coffee? I know you've had quite a drive. (Coffee pours)

I really do appreciate you letting me move home after all of this. So many of my friend's parents are telling them that it's time to "be an adult" and "spread their wings", but I've done the math. I need to land a job and maybe work for a little while just to AFFORD to live on my own. You're giving me the space to do that. Thank you again.

Here's your coffee, plus... (Kiss) A kiss on the cheek for my favorite person.

Of course, you're my favorite person. You've said I am yours, and I'm allowed to reciprocate, but even if you hadn't, you still would be mine. You're... You're an amazing guy, and an amazing man even. I know I wasn't there when the story began, but I remember hearing it so many times from mom when I was young.

Hey, it's okay. Shhh. I've got you. Just let me get that tear. I miss her too, even all of these years later, but I can't not talk about her, you know? She was awesome too. She had to have been to produce me, right?(Laughs)

That's right. I know everything. I know all about how you were raised together. Your moms' were besties and the pair of you were thick as thieves from day one. You had her back and she had yours through everything.

That's right. Everything. Through her parent's deaths just before she moved in with you and your own parent's divorce a few years later. By then you were both in high school and a pair of hellions that rose to legendary status in our little hometown.

Come on! I did say 'in our little hometown'. You two did go to your senior year Halloween party dressed as Bonnie and Clyde after all. I half expected you to have repurposed those outfits for prom.

Yeah, young and stupid. I've been there before myself, a couple of times in fact, but stupid doesn't mean uncaring. When mom got pregnant with me just before graduation, she had nowhere else to turn but you. My sperm donor had skipped town and disappeared into the ether. You had plans for college and a life ahead of you, but you set them aside for me, even before I was born. You went to work at the mill and mom started pulling shifts at the diner. The pair of you plus your mom raised me tag-team style and to be honest, I couldn't have asked for a better family, even if it was one that was chosen and not by blood.

I remember asking mom if you were my dad, you know. She said that she didn't mind if I called you that, but no, I wasn't. She wished you had been though.

There now, I've got you. Here, let me hold you.

You're safe in my arms, like I was so often in yours. I know that you and mom shared everything, and I even know that you loved her. You asked her to marry you once, didn't you?

Yeah, that sounds like mom. Not wanting to be tied down, even to someone she loved. She thought you deserved better than her, but she didn't always see herself very clearly. Neither do you. You were and are both outstanding people. You did a good job with me. Better than you think some days, I bet.

But, when I hit high school everything changed...

Yeah, I know how difficult it was. I know how difficult I was specifically. You had just gotten the supervisor's position at the mill and were considering night classes to advance your career, but then your mom remarried and moved away and my mom...

Mom got sick that Christmas. Financially, everything fell on you all at once. Being a single income family and hospital bills and then they told us it was cancer. My world fell apart even as you fought for us as a family. You fought so hard. You were so brave for us.

And me? The opposite. I was such a handful then.

What do I mean then? (Laugh) Base Libel! I am reformed, sir!

Mostly reformed then. Back then, I tried to topple your record for troublemaking as I rebelled against the hand that Fate had dealt me, but despite the headaches that I gave you, you were always there for me. To hold me after my first heartbreak. To bail me out of jail after that graffiti incident. To make sure I was okay after I crashed your car on a joyride. You told me that cars were just things and could be replaced, but that I couldn't be and you'd appreciate it if I took better care of myself. I cried and held you after that talk like I was clinging to a lifebuoy. In a way, I guess that I was. You were what kept me afloat.

That was my senior year of high school, the year mom died, and you have to know just how high you set the bar for every guy I would ever date afterwards. You were the only stability in my life when my world dissolved. You took a grief leave from your job and we spent half a year after graduation and the money you had saved towards retirement to travel the country and just NOT be in the house that reminded us both so much of her. I took another half a year trying out the "work life" before I caved in and went back to school. You knew that I'd be happier studying what I was passionate about and you wanted the best possible life for me, but you also wanted me to be free to discover that on my own.

And that's, after all is said and done, why we're here. You've been here through it all for me. You were my home to return to and my father figure. You were my support for education, encouragement to grow and explore, and the warm arms that held me when my heart got broken... repeatedly. Very repeatedly, in fact. One might say exceedingly. (Laughs)

Yeah, I'm a passionate person, like my mom. Like you too, though you haven't done as much dating as an adult. You still taught me how to love unreservedly and unconditionally, like you loved our family, so I have. That means that I got hurt. A lot as I have said, but all of that stopped after I got my bachelor's.

Why? No, I haven't given up on love.

I could say that it was a two-fold decision: Firstly, I needed to really buckle down and study if I was going to be successful in a Master's program. I mean, this thing was not for slouches by any stretch, you know? It was hard work and long hours, far more than I could reasonably offer and still have anything left in the tank to offer to someone else as a relationship. I respect both myself and the person I would've chosen too much to just pawn off on them the leftover time in my schedule. We both deserved better than the dregs of my life.

The second part? Well, that's where I get nervous. You see, I promised myself that when I finished my program, if the person I loved was still single, then I would go after them. I would take it as some kind of sign or reward from Destiny by way of apology for taking so much from me. A special reward for finishing my Masters.

Who's the lucky person? You're... I'm sorry, but you ARE kidding me, right?

You're not. Oh, crap. Okay.

I mean, I knew that you were pretty much the opposite of observant when it came to potential relationships. All of that time spent repressing yourself for 'the greater good' and all.

(Deep breath) Okay, so here it goes. The person that I love, that I have loved for years now, is... you.

Please breathe. Just breathe. That's right.

It's not crazy. Think about it. We've been together through everything. We've shared joy and pain and, most importantly, love. We're not related even though you've raised me. You're not even legally my parent since you never adopted me. Legal fees are expensive and I never felt slighted by that choice. You're not my father in any way at all, though I'd love for you to be my Daddy.

(Laughs) Wow, that's a shade of red I haven't seen in a while.

Look, I get that you may feel hesitant, and even guilty, but we both know that you haven't looked at me like I was a little girl since you walked in on me in the shower during Christmas break of my Sophomore year of college. You've looked at me like I was a woman, because I AM a woman and I'm with a man that I love and I'm telling him how I feel. I'm telling YOU how I feel. I'm being honest with my emotions and my passions the way that you raised me to be. I'm loving unconditionally and without reservations and that love is directed at you.

So now, if YOU have any reservations that you can voice past that shocked expression on your handsome face, then speak now or forever hold your peace.

Three... Two... One... No? Good. (Kissing)

You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that. You have no idea how many sleepless nights you've cost me. (Kissing) And now, you have no idea how many sleepless nights I'm going to cost you moving forward. (Laughs)

Make me feel like a woman, Daddy. (Laughs/Kisses)

Mmmm, okay. I've waited years for this. I need you out of these clothes.

Yes, right here in the kitchen. I have been very patient with you, Daddy, but enough is e-fucking-nough. (Kissing)

You don't believe me? (Whispers) Do you want to know the other reason that I love sundresses, Daddy? I can wear nothing underneath and feel like a slut and no one knows. (Laughs) So maybe you were right about me not being totally reformed. Only one way to find out.

Feel me, Daddy. Reach up under my dress and caress my dripping cunt.

Fuck that feels good, and from the blushing, someone likes when I talk dirty to him. Do you, Daddy? Do you like rubbing my needy little fuckhole? Do like that I'm your personal dirty little slut?

Holy Shit! I guess you do, huh? (Moans) Why else would you slide one of your thick fingers into my hot, wet depths? Damn it, Daddy, you're distracting me. I'm trying to undress you!

Sorry! I mini-gasmed on you and popped your shirt buttons. I'll sew them back on later. Much, much later.

Really? You want to ask now if I can sew? Keep your mind on me and your fingers in my pussy, Daddy. Yes, I can sew! Now let me at your... God, I love your chest and belly. Dad bod for the ever loving win. Mind if I bite and kiss them?

Good (Kissing her way down the chest) Ooh. Nipple. (Laughs) Someone is sensitive. Mine are too. You have a free hand, Daddy. Play with my tits? Please?

God Damn, you have such nimble fucking fingers. Here (Cloth moves) My dress is off. Suck on my nipples. Bite and mark my tits, Daddy, since they belong to you now. I want the bruises to never fade. When I go swimming, someone better be able to tell that I'm yours, okay?

Thank you, Daddy. Fuck, yes.

(Unzipping) Oh no! Poor Daddy! You're all swollen and oozing yummy precum everywhere. (Licks lips/mischevious) I can definitely fix that.

Yes, that means you have to stop playing with my sopping slit for a minute, Daddy, but in exchange you can grab my hair as I worship this damn fine piece of man meat. (Starts sucking) God, I've wanted this thing for so damn long. I used to peek in on you while you masterbated when I came home for the holidays from university. I wanted so badly to just walk in as naked as the day is long and ram my cunt down on your throbbing fuckstick.

Oh, fuck, yes. Do you like that idea, Daddy? Have you wanted me as much as I've wanted you, but been too ashamed to act on your drives?

There is no shame in this place, Daddy. Only passion and love. I adore you and want you like a drowning person wants air and need you so badly that I'm fucking vibrating, so shove this God Damn cock down my throat until I can't fucking breathe already. Let me choke on this fucking perfect Daddy dick. (Choking throatfuck)

(Up for air) That's it, Daddy. I've been a good girl. I deserve a treat and you fat fucking prick is the only thing that will satisfy me. More! (Continues Throatfuck)

(Pop) Mmmmm, I want more, Daddy. Please?

No? What can I do for you then? You can use me anyway you want, because I want you every single way imaginable. I want to rewrite the fucking kama Sutra with you. It's due for an update by now and I am exceedingly flexible, Daddy. (Laughs)

Oooh, strong Daddy picking me up. Where am I going?

Not the boxes! Those ones are fragile, you'll either break stuff or break boxes and both would mean way more work. I'd rather spend your energy in my arms. (Laugh) Mmmm. Here. I have a nice sturdy table that you can bend me over, Daddy.

(Slide in) Oh, Fuck, fuck, fuck that feels good. You're so damn deep in me it feels like you're almost to my belly button. (Moans) and with the table is pressing up against my stomach it's so fucking tight.

Don't you fucking dare pull out! It's tight in all the best ways, Daddy. I need you to pound me into the God Damn table. Bruise my tits and stomach on its surface and my hips from pulling me back so fucking hard! Ram me like a fucking monster truck! Use me, Daddy. Take me.

Oh, God I've waited so fucking long for this. It's everything I wanted and more. Breed me, Daddy. I need you to flood me with your seed. I want your cum to be oozing out of every fucking hole I've got by the end of this God Damn weekend, do you hear me? I fucking need you like I need for my heart to keep beating, probably more. I need you to be mine and for me to belong to you! Fuck! (Orgasm)

Holy Shit, You're still fucking hard? Daddy has the stamina of a real man. (Laughs/Kisses) Lay on the floor now. I'll take care of you.

That's it. I'm just going to lower my wet pussy (Laughs) I'm sorry, this is your fucking pussy just like this gorgeous fucking babymaker is mine. I'm going to slide My cock into Your pussy.

(Laughs) Yes, I might be a little cock drunk, Daddy.

Oh, God, I love having you so hard and balls deep inside of me. I'm going to ride you with everything I have left and I want you to fuck up into me. I want you to fucking cum until there isn't a single solitary sperm left in those heavy balls of yours, Daddy. I want you to completely unload and knock me the fuck up already. I've waited years to have a family with you, but as far as I'm concerned, the waiting is God Damn over. Objections? (Kissing) I didn't think so. Fucking fill me, Daddy. (Moans)

Oh, fuck. I feel you building and I'm so sensitive I'm going to cum again. Do it Daddy. Cum with me! Breed your good little fucktoy! Make your God Damn daughter a mommy! (Orgasms again)

(Heavy breathing) Holy fucking shit! That... That was more than just insane. It was... (Kiss) It was everything I could have possibly hoped for. You were perfect, Daddy.

(Laughs/Kisses) I love you. I'm outright saying it now. You are the most important person in my life and have been for as long as I can remember. You chose me as your family before I was even born and now I'm choosing you to start MY family with. Our family, Daddy. Whatever comes our way, we'll face it together just like we always have...

But now with far more kissing. (Kiss/Laugh)