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The Bad Days	By : Snake Pissedup Category: +S through Z > Tomb Raider (all) > Tomb Raider (all) Views: 4553 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author's note:
Greetings! What you read here is my first attempt at writing adult fanfiction (in fact, I've never finished or submitted any fanfiction of any kind, though I have dabbled!) Actually, I have two 'Lara Croft: Twisted Reality' stories in progress, the other being the very first in the series, which sets up the overall premise, but it isn't required reading before this one, so don't worry about continuity! Let me address the elephant in the room; this one is tagged Minor1 for reasons that will become clear but I must stress that there is no sex with minors here. I didn't even intend to write this chapter, but ultimately it became necessary to set up the two that will follow. I'm not comfortable about having written it, though.
So, here is my first submitted chapter of my first attempt at a smutty story! Staff, please get in touch if there are any problems or if I've forgotten to do something, I will try to respond promptly. I hope you, the readers, find something to enjoy with this story, and would greatly appreciate your feedback, like constructive criticism or advice, but if you just want to call me a pervert or tell me I'm a sick fucker, please don't waste your time or mine. Otherwise, direct all fan mail, marriage proposals, naughty Lara cosplays etc to me at: who(dot)asked(dot)84 at gmaildotcom

The Lara Croft featured in these stories is based upon the Core Designs/Eidos original, who will forever be the best version of the character. The new games suck, FIGHT ME.

Thank-you, and read on! - SP

The Bad Days, by Snake Pissedup

A story in the 'Lara Croft: Twisted Reality' series

Chapter 1: Parental Guidance

The rain poured down relentlessly, as it had done since early morning. It was now mid-afternoon, but it was dark. The angry, stormy grey clouds had seen to that. The rain continued to clatter against the window panes. Lara sighed, and shifted on the bed. She put down her book. She had been enjoying it every since it was delivered earlier that week, but she just wasn't in the right frame of mind for it right now. She hated the days like this. The days that reminded her of THAT day…It was no good. She knew she would never be able to concentrate on her book. She grabbed a letter from her bedside table, and slipped it into her book as a makeshift bookmark. The letter had arrived this morning. It was from some video game company, and they had expressed an interest in making a game based on her and her adventures. Lara didn't know what to make of it. When she was young, video game graphics were little more than a few square blobs, bouncing from one side of the screen to the other, controlled with a little box with a knob on. Lara wasn't entirely ignorant of the advances in modern computer graphics, but she did have to wonder if they had come far enough to be able do her marvellous physique (and more specifically, her mammary glands) justice. She imagined a polygonal model of herself, with pointy, triangular boobs, and shuddered. She put the image, the letter and its contents out of her mind. That decision could be made another time. She closed her eyes, and thought back to that day. The Bad Day. The memories would come back to her anyway, they always did, so why fight it?

The rain poured down relentlessly, as it had done since early morning. It was now mid-afternoon, but it was dark. The angry, stormy grey clouds had seen to that. The rain continued to clatter against the window panes. Lara woke, her head swimming. She had been sleeping for most of the day; after waking that morning with a temperature and a sore throat, she had convinced her mother to cancel her private tutor for that day. Her mother had seemed annoyed by this, and told Lara that she should stay in bed and under no circumstances was she to leave her bedroom until summoned for dinner. So, Lara had drunk her medicine, the lovely bright yellow sugary stuff that was almost worth being ill if it meant getting to drink some, and snuggled up under her duvet with her favourite teddy bear. She was wide awake now, and needed to use the bathroom. Surely her parents hadn't intended for her not to go to the bathroom? She threw back the duvet, and got out of bed. She felt a chill; the fire in her bedroom had died down somewhat, and could really do with more wood adding to it.

Lara pulled the ornate chain flush, and then washed and dried her hands. She switched off the bathroom light and shuffled along the hall. Lara gradually became aware of a moaning sound, which seemed to be coming from her parents' bedroom. The moaning sounds continued and Lara heard an "Oh God" among them. It was her mother, and it sounded like she was upset, or maybe even in some kind of pain. "Oh GOD!" she said again, louder this time. Was she praying? Lara softly approached the heavy wooden door of her parents' room; it was ajar, and warm yellow lamplight spilled out into the hall and across the heavy, expensive carpet. Lara stopped just short of the door, and carefully leaned her head out and peered through the gap. She was totally unprepared for the sight that met her eyes.

Her mother and father were completely naked. Her mother was on all fours, like a dog, and her father was kneeling behind her, holding her by the waist. She could see her Daddy's thing, his - she formed the naughty word in her mind, his pe-nis. It wasn't small and wrinkly and hanging down, like she had seen it before, but upright and thick, with lots of bushy hair around the base, and it seemed like her mother and father were joined by it. As she watched, her Daddy pushed his hips towards Mummy's bottom, and his penis disappeared between her mother's legs. He pulled back, and it appeared again. He continued this gentle rhythm, back and forth, and her mother moaned all the while. What on earth are you doing to her, Daddy?, thought Lara. Boys' penises were for peeing out of, she was sure of that much. Just as the hole between her legs - vuh-gi-nah, her mother had told her it was called - was for peeing out of. And her mother had told her once that her vagina was a special, private place and that no-one must ever touch it, and she must tell Mummy and Daddy if anyone ever did. Watching intently, she saw her father suddenly slap her mother's ample backside, the flesh rippled and her mother whimpered. Again and again he smacked her; a bright red handprint formed. Lara had been spanked by Daddy before, and realised that her mother must be being punished for something bad that she had done. What could she have done to make Daddy punish her so? Lara struggled to understand. She could see now that her father's penis was being pushed inside her mother's vagina. It was different to Lara's, she noted. Mummy's was surrounded by bushy hair, like Daddy's penis, and there was some skin hanging out at the sides. It parted as her father's penis pushed its way inside, and Lara could see a small amount of frothy stuff on it. Daddy's penis is big, she mused, no wonder Mummy is in pain! Was this some secret method of punishment that grown-ups gave each other? Oh, why are you hurting her, Daddy?! Lara was confused, and angry. She wanted to to rush in there and shout at her father, to tell him to stop, to leave Mummy alone, but she was scared. She knew that she shouldn't be seeing this, yet she couldn't bring herself to stop watching, and she didn't know why. Then, her mother spoke, and Lara's confusion only grew.
"Oh yes…yes my love…fuck me harder!"
Lara flinched. Fuck was a naughty word, she knew that, but until now she had never had any sort of context to go with it. "Fuck me harder", Mummy had said, and now Lara could see that her father was moving his penis in and out much faster and harder than he had been. Fucking, Lara thought. This is called fucking. Daddy is fucking Mummy. And her mother had asked him to do it. This…this isn't a punishment, Lara decided, this is something fun and special between Mummy and Daddy! And somehow she knew at that moment that she really should stop watching them and go back to bed, but again she found she could not tear herself away. She watched on, fascinated, as her father continued thrusting his penis deep inside her mother's vagina. There was a slapping sound of flesh against flesh, and a sort of squelching noise too, and her father grunted all the while. After several minutes of this, her mother suddenly detached herself, and Lara saw her father's penis in all its glory. It stood upright, and it had sort of a helmet shape at the top, and it twitched, Lara noticed, as if it were alive. Like some sort of naughty snake, that that had been slithering around inside her mother's vagina. It began to occur to Lara that if her mother had asked for this, if she was enjoying it, then it must not be painful at all. Lara wondered what it felt like for Mummy, to have that thing inside her. Maybe it was ticklish? Lara liked to be tickled. Maybe if I ask Daddy nicely…her train of thought ended abruptly as she witnessed her mother crawl towards her father and take his penis in her hand. She gripped it, and moved her hand up and down, as if it were a bicycle pump. Her father groaned. "Yes…oh darling, yes!" Lara watched as her mother let go of the penis, and then put her hands under her big, heavy breasts and pushed them up so that the penis was between them. She squeezed her breasts together, and began to move herself up and down. Lara could see the tip of her father's penis pop out above the boobies, time and again, as if it were playing peekaboo with her, and it amused her. "Peekaboo", she whispered softly, and she felt sad that it couldn't hear her. It looked like so much fun. Up and down it bobbed, and Lara was entranced. What she saw next, however, shocked her.

Her mother let her breasts fall away, and taking hold of the penis once again, she raised it to her lips and…Lara's eyes widened. Her mother opened her mouth and allowed the penis inside. She moved her head back and forth, at first just over the helmet bit at the top but then more of it disappeared into Mummy's mouth. Lara was shocked. The part of her father that he peed out of, and her mother was sucking on it as if it were a lollipop. She couldn't believe it, it seemed so dirty! She could hear the smacking of her mother's lips, wet, sloppy, slurping noises, and her mother looked as if she were having the time of her life. Her father groaned, and placed his hand on the back of her mother's head, as she eagerly and greedily enjoyed herself. "I'm almost there", Lara heard her father say. Almost where? What did he mean? Her mother pulled her head back sharply, allowing the penis to pop out of her mouth. The naughty snake, Lara thought to herself, as it once again reared upright, twitching. Her father now took hold of it, aimed it at her mother (Lara noticed that she simply knelt there with her head tilted back, her mouth open wide and tongue out) pumping it faster and faster, until he finally let out a moan and something happened which Lara couldn't believe. Daddy just…peed on Mummy! At least, that's what it looked like at first. It squirted out of the end of her father's penis and landed across her mother's face and onto her tongue. Lara grimaced. She had tasted her own pee once, because she thought it looked like apple juice, but it definitely did not TASTE like apple juice. The naughty snake spat at Mummy, more pee shot out across her mother's breasts, and it began to slide down their curves. Come to think of it, thought Lara, it doesn't look like pee. It's white, and it looks gooey, almost like Spider-Man's web stuff. She shrugged. Maybe boys' pee is just different from girls' pee, she thought. She looked back into the bedroom. Mummy had pushed Daddy back onto the bed now, and was climbing on top of him. It seemed her mother was lowering herself down onto her father's upright penis; she took it in her hand and carefully guided into her vagina, Lara noted, and then settled herself. She was astride him, and began to bounce up and down. It was as if she were riding one of their family's majestic horses, Lara thought, but my Daddy is not a horse! Her mother's head tilted back and she began to groan with obvious pleasure. Lara once again pictured the naughty snake inside her mother. That must feel really good, she thought, Mummy seems so excited! Lara then looked up and saw her mother's big breasts swaying and bouncing. It was almost hypnotic, and Lara found herself unable to tear her gaze from them. A brief urge to touch them entered her mind and she made it it go away. She did wish she had breasts like that, though. She was jealous. For one thing, with big boobies like that, maybe then she could play Peekaboo too! If this was something fun and special, why couldn't she do this with Daddy too? She loved her Daddy as much as Mummy did! It wasn't fair to leave her out. Finally snapping out of the spell put on her by the bouncing of her mother's breasts, Lara glanced upward, and her blood ran cold. She was gripped by fear. Her mother was looking straight at her. And there was a glare in her eyes, an angry look and oh my God I'm so sorry Mummy, I'm so sorry-

Lara's eyes snapped open. The memories had come, as they always did, but she had fallen asleep, and any control she might have had over her thoughts was lost. It felt like she had awakened from a nightmare, and in a way, she had. That day was a Bad Day. The day she discovered her parents having sex, before she had even known what sex was, and stood and watched it. She had marvelled at her father's erection and wondered how it would feel to have it inside her. She had ogled and admired her mother's ripe, full breasts, and had thought about touching them. It had been shameful, and wrong, and although her mother had not said a word upon discovering she was being observed by her own daughter, had simply looked away and kept on dutifully riding her husband, she had given Lara a very stern telling off the next day. And her father had come to her bedroom later still, and had given her a spanking, which after witnessing it being done as part of her parent's sexual congress only served to give Lara even more confusing feelings. That day had ultimately had a profound influence on Lara, and to this day, she honestly couldn't tell if it were for better or for worse. But there had been another Bad Day. A worse day, Lara reminded herself, a more shameful day…
Chapter 2 coming soon...?
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