Look, I know how that title looks, believe me, I would have been thinking the same thing as you only a few weeks ago if someone told me that. But really, it's true, I can't be sure what caused it, what subtle twist of fate sunk me into the heady mist of unrestrained euphoria in those weeks...how it still follows me now.

Before anything else, I'll say now that I did love Lana...I still love her, the chirpy giggles she'd let out at the slightest thing, the carefree joy with which she approached the world. The day she'd first noticed me from across the lunch table at work was the day my life changed, when my heart was opened to an unknown world of bliss that I never wanted to escape from. So...why would I do what I did? Why did my flesh ache and cry out to betray the very thing I knew I wanted? Why was the world tempting me with so many things I knew I shouldn't want? Why? Why me? I still ask myself even as I write this.

Perhaps it was hubris, that inconceivable sin of pride that breeds an unseen weakness. The very thought of that sickens me as I write this, I always trusted myself to be capable in any situation, my youth a mess of conflict that I writhed and pushed and wriggled through to forge a somewhat notable life for myself. Was it so bad to be proud? To think I had earned something from the years of work and struggle I'd endured to get where I was? Perhaps that had nothing to do with it at all, perhaps it was merely happenstance, chance, the wicked hand of fate...another concept I reviled with a passion.

But in any case, I'm getting ahead of myself, aren't I? You can't exactly sympathize with my tale of woe if you don't know how it began, the innocent act that spurned forth the growth of that dark inkling of desire...the poison that embittered my life from that moment onward.

Lana was adamant that I meet her family once we became official, and I was certainly willing to confront that challenge before I made the step to propose to her, we would have done it sooner if work wasn't ramping up so intensely. I hadn't a doubt in my mind that I'd be accepted into the fold, a promising young man with a prestigious career that was only going to grow from here, well-spoken and polite...I'd be at a loss if they found something to disapprove of. She certainly seemed to agree, and happily dragged me along with her the moment we found the time to make the trip, curious thoughts of just what her family would be like...but if they'd raised her, I was sure they were fine people.

Lana mentioned she grew up in an affluent family, but I was floored by just how huge her home was. It was practically a gothic manor, with long stretches of immaculately kept yards of grass and flowering hedges springing up all over, every inch of land a symbol of the well-earned wealth that her family had held onto for generations.

I'd come to find that that space was put to good use, too. Lana had a big family, a very big one. Such that my entire body was practically suffocated in an 8 person hug that had me gasping for air the moment I'd dropped off our luggage at the door and made my way inside, arm in arm with my beloved Lana.

They were all quick to introduce themselves once I was given the space to take a breath. Her immediate family was all women, her father having passed away in a fatal car accident that she'd tearfully recounted to me months ago, a revelation that only made us that much closer and made me love her all the more. She'd talked enough about them that I had a good idea of each of them, but seeing them in person painted an image in my mind much different than what Lana had told me.

Barbara was the quintessential mother who had miraculously halted her aging the moment she began having children. A vivacious blonde with a stunning height, a tightly pinched waist, long, lovely legs and a youthful vigor about her that put most women half her age to shame , and who made abundantly clear the thrill with which she received me as her daughter's mate. Sarah and Kara were the twins, both two years older than Lara, the youngest, they joked that they made "one middle child between them". They certainly didn't act older though, all girlish giggles and smiles and "likes" sprinkled throughout their speech to bridge forgetful pauses, they were a perfect pair of airheaded blondes in gaudy, glamorously revealing clothing who ooh'd and aah'd over my "hunky biceps". And who could forget stern-faced Hailey, the no-nonsense career woman with a heart-shaped ass, that I chastised myself greatly for allowing myself to peek at from how it pushed out her slacks...she was sure to give me the third degree over my career prospects, practically interrogating me until I managed to earn some semblance of acceptance from her.

Lana's extended family was much more of a mystery to me, and I was sure to pay rapt attention as in my attempts to make nice with each of them...to varying degrees of success.

Olivia clearly lived and breathed fitness, her toned and athletic body put on perfect display in the activewear she was clad in, which drew my eyes to the tight musculature of her abs even as she shook my hand, she profusely apologized for her husband, Frank's absence, explaining his busy work schedule which stopped him from making an appearance. And just as I nearly caught myself staring at her mesmerizingly captivating eyes, she laughed and called her daughters to introduce themselves.

I was somewhat confused when I came face to face with Kyra, noticing her rich, exotic brown skin which clearly stood at odds with the rest of her family, though I was much too polite to mention it, she was quick to clarify that Frank was Olivia's second husband, and she was her stepdaughter. She had curly, ebon black tresses of her hair draped over the side of her face and thickly framed glasses that stood on the bridge of her nose, I made the move to ask her a few things about herself, which quickly confirmed my assumptions that she was just as nerdy as I'd imagined. The conversation was soon ended by her stepsister, Grace, nudging her out of the way, tapping away on her phone all the while as she engaged in a half-hearted conversation with me. She was spectacularly cold and unfriendly compared to her family, and her style of dressing much reflected that, all thick black makeup and dark academia clothing, interviewing me on all manner of strange modern social phenomenon that boggled my mind and made me feel twice as old as I was.

I inwardly sighed in relief as I looked at them all, inwardly wondering whether or not there was another person that disappeared...only for them to make their appearance very well known as I was suffocated by a hug from behind that saw my head submerged by a seemingly endless expanse of soft cleavage. Said cleavage belonged to the gaudily dressed Elaine, Lana's youngest aunt and a 35 year old retiree, having stumbled into an absurdly large fortune sponsored by the inheritance of her much older husband once he dropped dead under completely unsuspicious circumstances, leaving her even more fabulously rich than the rest of the family. Her long red opera gloves fixing her silky black hair as she smiled down at me, eyes glazed with a sense of fascination as a wry smile graced her face, looking to Lana and giggling aloud with her next words "well my my my, Lana dearest, haven't you just brought the cutest little thing back home? Be careful to hold onto him now, one of us just might steal the poor thing away!"

The whole room laughed collectively, my naive mind unaware of the irony that would permeate that statement in the days to come...

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Hi DPP! The little encyclopedia I wrote above might have been a bit of a chore to get through, but for anyone who's made the effort to do so and is still interested in the idea, thanks! This is basically a rough outline for a smutty roleplay idea I had, where a loyal boyfriend ends up being ceaselessly put to the test by his girlfriend's incredibly hot family, all of which seem to be completely willing to put everything on the line for the chance of a heated affair behind poor Lana's back, with you playing as either one or (much, much preferably) all of the characters making up this family menagerie! There are many ideas and places which we can take this, and I'm open to exploring a whole bunch of them with any women who share my love of sultry affairs and potential semi-incestuous group sex with hordes of lusty women and a single man keeping up with each of their depraved desires.

As far as tone, I'm going for something a bit dark with this roleplay. This is imagined as something of a corruption story, where my character falls into something of an ironic loop of being tempted by Lana's family, trying and failing to extricate himself from the situation due to Lana's blind trust and love for her family and not wanting to lose her because of it, and eventually giving in to his desires in a messy, sordid affair just beneath her nose. There's ample room for many of these kinks to be explored with this kind of premise in my opinion. Maybe the growing resentment from being put into this situation leads my character to become more and more aggressive and domineering towards them, and getting even more aggressive as he finds each and every one of them just seem to want him more the worse he treats them.

If any of that interests you, then great! Feel free to send me a lovely orange envelope with all your ideas on this (and please be detailed, I'd much prefer to get one well written response from someone who shares my interests and can develop my ideas than a ton that aren't very interesting or fitting for what I want) and I'll be happy to get back to you! Cheers!

My kinks: Interracial/raceplay, maledom, cheating/ntr, cuckolding (as the bull), anal, older women/MILFs, ass worship, exhibitionism, outfits/cosplay sex, cuckqueaning, hatefucking, primal/angry sex, power exchange, unrealistic sizes, teasing, outercourse, titfucking, assjobs, harems, group sex.

Limits: scat, bestiality, underage characters, necrophilia, excessive violence, vore, furries and the like.