Reprinting a true incest story, Part 4

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My first

time happened very suddenly, without much preparation, without many complicated processes or so-called beautiful memories. I only remember that it was a day in April, less than a month after my fifteenth birthday. That night, after my younger brother fell asleep, I went into my father's room. He had drunk a little alcohol that day, but he wasn't drunk. I was wearing a white tank top and only pink panties underneath. My small, newly developed breasts were perky and slightly protruding, supporting the tank top. The panties covered my untouched breasts, and my two slender white legs were dazzling enough. When my father saw me come in, he secretly swallowed. Haha, my Lily is getting prettier and prettier. Dad loves her more and more every time he looks at her. Come here, let Dad give you a hug first.

I walked up to him. He was lying on the bed. When he saw me, he jumped up and hugged me tightly. Then he started rubbing my bottom with both hands. I hugged him back gently, letting his hands roam over my bottom. He looked up at my face and kissed my lips. Our tongues instantly intertwined, exchanging saliva. He frantically demanded my kisses while pulling down my underwear. His left hand touched my clitoris. He had never touched my clitoris before, let alone my little bean. This time, for some reason, his left hand kept rubbing my clitoris, while his right hand pulled down my tank top, revealing my small breasts. He stopped kissing and kissed my pert breasts gently. His left hand didn't stop either, continuing to rub my clitoris, touch my clitoris and labia majora and minora, while his right hand was on my bottom, pinching the soft flesh. These actions suddenly gave me a strange feeling. I used to get wet down there, but this time it happened very quickly and intensely. My father sensed this and pulled me down onto the bed, then rolled over and pinned me beneath him, kissing my lips again. While kissing, his right hand gripped and kneaded my breast forcefully, then he gradually kissed my neck and earlobe. Suddenly, the strange feeling intensified. Seeing my flushed face, my father smiled mysteriously, then focused his attention on my two delicate breasts, his left hand on my right breast... He drew circles on my face, kissing my left breast with his mouth, licking my already erect nipple with the tip of his tongue. Dad started his favorite move again, gently biting and rubbing my nipple with his teeth. At the same time, his left hand also pinched my right breast. Both of my nipples were hard. I don't know why, but suddenly I let out a groan. Dad quickened his pace and continued to lick my nipples. My breathing became heavier and heavier, and my groans became intermittent. After a long time, Dad made me lie on top of him, my pussy facing him, his penis right in front of me. I started licking his penis, first enveloping my father's incredibly hard penis with my lips, then beginning to suck and swallow, the speed gradually increasing with each thrust. Just then, I cried out, because my father was actually licking my already wet vulva with his tongue. Even worse, he kept licking my extremely sensitive clitoris, caressing my labia majora and minora with his hands, causing the strange sensation that had been gradually subsiding to rise again, making it impossible for me to concentrate on sucking my father's penis. But just then, my father pulled me back, and we kissed each other on the lips again, several times. Then, my father suddenly said to me, "Daughter, I want to put it in!" I was stunned, not quite reacting. My father quickly added, "I want to put it in, I want to put it in!" I was shocked. Although I knew this day would come sooner or later, I was actually very resistant inside, but I couldn't express it. I stood there for a moment, then nodded helplessly, saying nothing.

Seeing my tacit agreement, he didn't hesitate at all, and became incredibly excited. He flipped me over, pinning me beneath him. Then, one hand pressed against my right breast, kneading it excitedly, while the other hand guided his hot, hard penis, slowly inserting it into my vagina. At first, it was fine; I didn't feel anything special. But the more he went in, the more it hurt. My father was probably too excited to notice the change in my expression. My brows were furrowed, and I was biting my lip, while my father kept saying, "It's so tight! I can't get in! It feels so good!" Suddenly, he thrust forward again, and I couldn't help but cry out. Seeing my expression, my father bent down and kissed me a few times, saying, "Daughter, it's always like this the first time. It won't hurt in a little while. I've already touched your virginity; it won't hurt anymore, and it will feel very good." I nodded blankly. Dad withdrew slightly, bending down to suckle my left breast, while his hand reached down to massage my clitoris. I felt a strange sensation, and the pain eased a little. But just then, Dad suddenly thrust forward, making me cry out in pain, gripping the sheets tightly with both hands! Dad let out a long, satisfied groan—Dad had broken my virginity and taken my first time! After penetrating me, Dad kept gasping for breath, muttering, "Daughter, you're so tight, it feels so good!" I was already crying from the pain. Dad comforted me, saying, "It'll stop hurting soon." At the same time, Dad gently caressed my small, tender breasts, massaging my erect nipples. Slowly, Dad began to thrust. Although it still hurt, the pain was gradually subsiding, but it was still very painful since it was my first time. When Dad first started thrusting, he wasn't too fast, probably mindful of my pain. But as time went on, his speed increased, and then he gripped my slender waist with both hands, becoming increasingly frenzied. My small body endured each of Dad's thrusts, the pain not subsiding, and I couldn't help but moan. Dad thought I was getting into the swing of things and enjoying it, which further aroused him, and he increased the rhythm and speed of his thrusts. Suddenly, Dad slowed down, and I could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Dad lay on top of me, whispering in my ear, "Daughter, you're so tight, I almost came just now. I want to enjoy your little pussy a little longer. It's my first time, I absolutely can't go so fast!" After saying that, Dad's penis was still inside me, and he rested for a moment by biting my nipple, then suddenly started thrusting again. The pain returned, but it wasn't as intense as before. I could feel Dad's frenzy, which was making me bounce around on the bed. A long time passed like this. Then Dad stopped again, took a few deep breaths, and said, "It feels so good. My good daughter, if I had known your pussy was this good, I would have fucked you already! I didn't get your mother's virginity, but I got yours. It's all worth it. I haven't lived in vain. I'll rest a little longer, and then I'll go all out and shoot it all into you!" I listened to Dad saying these things, staring blankly at him. Dad didn't care about any of this, just smiled smugly, and then began his last round of thrusting. This time it was completely frenzied, like a storm. I could feel his penis hitting my pussy with every thrust, and the pain never subsided! Finally, Dad's breathing became heavier and heavier. I knew this was the prelude to his ejaculation. Suddenly, Dad yelled, and at the same time, he grabbed my breasts with both hands and kneaded them hard. At the same time, his body stiffened and stopped. I felt a throbbing sensation in my vagina. It turned out that Dad had finally ejaculated his thick fluid into my vagina. Although I couldn't see it, I could feel the throbbing impact and the number of spurts. I knew he had ejaculated a lot. Then Dad lay on top of me, moaning softly, and slowly kissed my lips. I felt his penis soften and withdraw from my virginity, while the fluid inside me mixed with my virgin blood flowed out. Dad kissed me for a while, then rolled over and lay beside me, touching my breasts and saying repeatedly, "So good, so good." I lay there, still feeling a tearing pain even though Dad's penis had left. I tried to get up but couldn't. Dad noticed and said, "My dear daughter, I'm sorry, but I just couldn't control myself. You're so beautiful, even more beautiful than your mother. How could I not think about you? Don't blame Dad, I'll buy you whatever you want in the future." I didn't know how to reply, just mechanically nodded. Dad kissed me again, found some tissues, carefully cleaned my genitals, then went to bed and held me close, falling asleep in each other's arms.

That was my first time. There was no orgasm, only pain. It was ordinary yet unforgettable. What happened afterward truly began my bizarre story.

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