Crossing Taboos - Happy Father's Day

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Father's Day is approaching, and I'm mentally planning what gift to give my dad this year. Ever since I pretended to be my brother's girlfriend, the relationship between the three of us—my dad, my brother, and me—has undergone a subtle change.

Thinking about what happened in my brother's room last time, and how my dad... just thinking about it makes my cheeks flush involuntarily. I quickly wave my hands across my face to try and cool it down. Thinking about how my dad seemed to unleash all his pent-up desires on me last time... it seems like my dad, who's been single for many years, needs an outlet. But of course, he can't possibly want me to be his outlet again, right?

(Although the last experience made me... >//////<, but ethics and morality absolutely forbid us!) Then I suddenly thought of Ms. Xiaorou, a teacher at school who's a few years younger than my dad. I heard that Ms. Xiaorou hasn't had a boyfriend since her divorce. Ms. Xiaorou isn't particularly beautiful and doesn't stand out in a crowd, but she has a very gentle and understanding personality. Rumors circulated at school that even the PE teacher wanted to pursue her, but perhaps due to the setback of her divorce, she always turned away suitors. At school, Ms. Xiaorou and I were very close. We sometimes joked around like sisters, and she would often join us girls in group buying.

(If I were to have a stepmother, I would hope it would be Ms. Xiaorou; she would definitely treat me like a sister.) After figuring out how to find my dad a "good wife" as his Father's Day gift this year and every year thereafter, I began to put my plan into action. I would first invite Ms. Xiaorou to my house so that my dad and Mr. Xiaoquan could meet. First, I invited Ms. Xiaorou to my house, pretending to ask her for help with my thesis, and then we would do some online group buying together. My teacher and I had just finished discussing our thesis, and we were happily browsing online looking for group-buying items when we heard the living room front door open. Hearing the heavy footsteps, I knew it must be my dad.

He'd see my shoes and come to my room to greet me, and sure enough, he knocked on my door shortly after: "Xin'er! You're back!" When I opened the door, my teacher quickly stood up to greet him. I immediately introduced Ms. Xiaorou, explaining that she was helping me with my thesis and would be visiting often. My dad nodded politely and asked if we had eaten. I shook my head, and he said he'd go buy some food and would also buy some for Ms. Xiaorou, politely inviting her to stay and eat with us. Ms. Xiaorou was about to refuse, but I quickly said, "Okay! Ms. Xiaorou, please stay and eat with us!" (I knew she ate alone at home too.)

She couldn't refuse, so she stayed for dinner. Our family and Ms. Xiaorou ate our bento boxes together in the living room. It had been a long time since the four of us had sat down for dinner together like this. Seeing the exchange between Dad and the teacher, I knew, "I've got it!"

They liked each other. From then on, I often invited the teacher over for dinner, and she started cooking for us. Having a lady of the house finally made the house feel like a home. Teacher Xiaorou had promised to come over the day before Father's Day and prepare a lavish dinner, but my brother suddenly said he was going out of town with friends and wouldn't be home for dinner. I had a sudden idea and pretended to go out to karaoke with my friends, giving Dad and Teacher Xiaorou a chance to be alone together.

I checked my watch; it was already past nine. The typhoon was gradually making landfall, and the wind was getting stronger. My friends had all gone home to avoid the typhoon and celebrate Father's Day. I wondered how the teacher and Dad were doing. Now, I could only go home to avoid the typhoon too.

I quietly opened the door when I got home, then silently closed it again. As soon as I closed the door, I saw a sumptuous feast on the dining table. I secretly picked up a piece of food to taste, when I suddenly heard a faint moan. The sound seemed to be coming from my father's room. I tiptoed quietly to my father's room and found the door ajar. I crawled over on my knees and peeked through the crack. To my surprise, I saw Teacher Xiaorou, naked, straddling my father, writhing and moaning: "Oh~~~ So good~~~ Mmm~~~ Your penis~~~ Oh~~~ So hard~~~ Mmm~~~ So thick~~~ Oh~~~" I watched in astonishment as Teacher Xiaorou used her vagina to grip and slide my father's thick, hard penis.

(So even the gentle Teacher Xiaorou has such a lewd side in bed?) Teacher Xiaorou pressed against her father's chest muscles, excitedly swaying back and forth, moaning: Oh~~~ I can't take it anymore~~~ Hmm~~~ I'm about to climax again~~~ Oh~~~ Then the teacher pulled her legs inward, tightly clamping her father's waist, and her lower body trembled and convulsed incessantly.

(Again? It seems this isn't the first time the teacher has climaxed!) After the teacher trembled for a while, curling up on her father's body in climax, her father pulled out his still-erect penis, then got up, hugged the teacher, and laid her flat on the bed. Then, holding his erect penis covered in the teacher's vaginal fluid, he aimed it at the teacher's still slightly open vagina after her climax.

(Last time I didn't get a clear look at Dad's penis, I only knew it was very thick, but this time I finally saw that magnificent penis with my own eyes!)

Dad aimed his thick, hard penis at Teacher Xiaorou's honey hole, then his entire upper body pressed against her, and he opened his mouth to lick her erect nipples. Teacher Xiaorou, who had just climaxed, sensitively let out a comfortable moan: Oh~~~ So good~~~ Mmm~~~ Dad's waist slowly sank down, and his hard penis slowly squeezed into Teacher Xiaorou's honey hole, that thick, hard... It felt like my penis was being sucked into the teacher's honeypot, sinking deep inside her in an instant. The teacher, with a satisfied expression, moaned: "Oh~~~ in again~~~ um~~~ yours is so thick~~~ oh~~~ so hard~~~ oh~~~" Watching my father's penis sink into the teacher's honeypot, witnessing the two genitals uniting so closely made my body incredibly hot. I unconsciously reached down and touched my genitals, only to realize when my fingers touched my underwear that it was already soaking wet.

My father licked the teacher's nipples while simultaneously kneading her soft, white breasts with one hand, his hips thrusting back and forth in a piston-like motion. At that moment, I suddenly realized that from the beginning until now, my father's penis hadn't been fully inserted into the teacher's honeypot. (Could it be that the teacher's honeypot couldn't fully swallow Dad's thick, long penis?)

The teacher couldn't stand Dad's teasing and thrusting movements, and she moaned near climax: Oh~~~ This won't do~~~ Hmm~~~ I'm going to climax again~~~ Oh~~~ You're so strong~~~ Hmm~~~ I can't ejaculate~~~ Oh~~~ The teacher, nearing climax, raised her hips to meet Dad's thrusting movements, moaning incessantly, while Dad continued thrusting at his own rhythm, neither too fast nor too slow.

(At this moment, my two fingers were completely inserted into my own vagina, constantly fiddling with it.)

The teacher finally couldn't take it anymore, frowning and tightly hugging Dad's head with both hands, her body convulsing and trembling as if she were about to climax again. (Looking at the teacher's satisfied expression after repeated orgasms, I felt a pang of jealousy for some reason.) I thought to myself, "Why am I jealous? Do I wish I were the one in bed right now???"

I quickly shook my head, reminding myself, "Xin'er! What are you thinking! That's your biological father! Last time was an accident, how could you... No! Absolutely not!!!"

I shook my head violently, losing my balance and leaning forward towards the door. My instinctive reaction was to reach out my wet hand from inside my vagina to grab it, and the door was pushed open. As

soon as the door opened, my father immediately turned to look at me, while Teacher Xiaorou, still convulsing with her eyes closed from her orgasm, didn't notice me. My eyes met his for a few seconds, and I quickly and awkwardly pulled the door shut behind me, pulling it back as I did so. I quietly walked back to my room, closed the door, and lay down on my bed. The thought of my father's penis inside another woman and our eyes meeting made me incredibly embarrassed. But my mind kept replaying the image of my father's thick, hard penis inside Teacher Xiaorou's vagina. My body was so hot I couldn't stand it, so I squeezed another pillow between my legs, and, imagining my father and Teacher Xiaorou making love, I drifted off to sleep, excited and comfortable.

I don't know how long I slept, but suddenly I felt someone sitting beside me on the bed, stroking my long hair. That gentle, familiar touch—it must be Dad!

I kept my eyes closed and pretended to be asleep. Dad stroked my hair and said gently, "You and Xiaodong are my precious darlings. Dad won't marry Xiaorou until you and Mommy accept her..."

There was a faint smell of alcohol in the air. So Dad had a little to drink. No wonder he was a bit sentimental today. His voice was full of love for me and my brother. After speaking, Dad gently covered me with the blanket and then quietly left, closing the door behind him. Only after Dad closed the door did I dare open my eyes, which were already brimming with tears.

(I know Dad is willing to be alone for our sake; he still deeply loves Mom.)

My mind was a mess. I tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Looking at the family photo of the four of us on the table, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind. I got up and rummaged through the closet, finding clothes my mother had worn before. I put on her clothes and skirt, then took her favorite hair tie and tied my hair in a ponytail, just like hers, and sprayed on her favorite perfume. I stood proudly in front of the mirror, admiring my appearance. No wonder my relatives always said I looked exactly like my mother when she was young; I really do resemble her so much now!

I quietly went to the living room and noticed that Ms. Xiaorou's shoes were gone. Sure enough, because of the approaching typhoon, Ms. Xiaorou had gone home early. I quietly opened the door and went into my father's room. Once inside, I sat on the bed like my father and gently stroked his hair, mimicking my mother's movements. I touched him, but he didn't move, so I continued stroking downwards, hoping to wake him from his half-asleep state.

My little hand gently touched my father's cheek, but he still didn't react. I continued downwards, my fingertips lightly gliding over his neck, then slipping under the covers. When my little hand reached under the covers to touch my father's chest, I realized he wasn't wearing any clothes! My hand landed directly on his firm pectoral muscles. (I never imagined that at his age, his pectoral muscles could be so strong and muscular!) I gently poked at his nipples with my fingers, trying to wake him, but he was surprisingly difficult to wake after drinking. My little hand continued its descent under the covers, and suddenly I felt a series of raised bumps. (I never imagined my father had abs!!!)

Touching his body under the covers, I could feel his firm frame, and stroking his muscular body made me gradually feel warm. (I actually had an urge to throw off the blanket.) As I reached deeper and deeper into the blanket, I suddenly felt a distinct indentation. Could this be the so-called "V-line"? And did it mean that Dad was completely naked under the blanket? My body was burning with heat, and my curiosity was burning inside. My hand slowly, slowly moved down. I just wanted to touch Dad's penis with my own hands and see if it was really that thick and hard in my hand. Just as I shyly touched Dad's pubic hair, Dad suddenly opened his eyes and stared at me. I was so scared that I immediately stopped what I was doing and froze, staring blankly at Dad.

After Dad turned on the light, he squinted at me with a half-drunk, half-awake expression, while my fingers were still touching his pubic hair inside the blanket. Dad suddenly said: Ting? (That's Mom's name). Although it was a little different from what I had imagined, my original plan was to touch Dad's hair to wake him up, and then pretend to be Mom and talk to him while he was still drunk. But now my hand was a little too low... I quickly reached out and touched Dad's cheek, gently calling him in Mom's tone: Rong... Dad looked at me in disbelief. After a moment of stunned silence, he suddenly hugged me tightly and then sobbed in my arms, saying: Ting... I had a very long nightmare, dreaming that you left me.

(I was so shocked to see my dad cry, I'd never seen him cry before!) I mimicked my mom's movements and tone, stroking my dad's head and saying, "Rong, how could I bear to leave you?" My dad continued to snuggle in my arms like a child, saying, "We even had two more children! My sister is called Xin'er, she's as beautiful as you, and my brother is called Xiao Dong, he's as handsome as me!" I held my dad's head gently and asked, "Do you like them?" My dad nodded vigorously like a child. I said gently, "Rong, if I'm not here anymore, I don't want to see you all alone. You must find someone else to keep you company quickly, I won't blame you."

Dad hugged me tighter and said, "I only want you and our child. Let's have a baby!" I exclaimed in surprise, "Huh?" Suddenly, Dad grabbed my head and pressed his lips to mine, kissing me. I was terrified and didn't know what to do. Should I push him away? While my mind was still racing, Dad's tongue pushed my lips apart and slipped into my mouth. He started French kissing me, and this wasn't a simple kiss between father and daughter! My sense of morality and guilt made me want to escape Dad's French kiss, but his hands held me tightly, leaving me no way to dodge. And gradually, Dad's French kiss started to feel good.

(So my brother's kissing skills are inherited from Dad!)

Dad's French kiss gradually made me succumb, and in the end, I could only think that it was just a simple French kiss, and that I was now taking Mom's place. Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly realized that Dad's hand had already reached inside my clothes and taken off my bra! I reached out to push Dad's arm away, but Dad's tongue skills made me feel numb and powerless. Unexpectedly, after Dad quickly took off my upper body, he even touched my underwear directly. I quickly covered my underwear with my hands. Unexpectedly, Dad suddenly lifted his quilt and then directly pounced on me on the bed. Then, he grabbed my hands with one hand and skillfully took off my skirt and underwear with the other. Then, he used his thighs to spread my legs wide. Dad's skillful movements and kissing skills made me completely unable to resist and I was led by him. When Dad's hot penis touched the inside of my thigh, I was shocked and used all my strength to push Dad's body upwards. Dad's tongue finally left my lips.

My face flushed red as my dad kissed me, and I covered my chest with my hands, pouting and saying, "Wait a minute..." (I was internally trying to think of a reason to refuse). Dad suddenly smiled and said, "I know..." (Know? What did he mean? I was completely confused.) After saying that, Dad got up naked and left my body. I thought he was going to take a shower and wash himself clean, so I shyly covered my private parts with my hands.

After getting up, Dad went to the wardrobe, opened it, and took out a box. (I remember that Dad and Mom didn't allow us to touch that box. When we were little, my brother and I thought it contained our toys.)

Dad opened the box, and inside was a bunch of sex toys: handcuffs, leg irons, collars, a bunch of nylon ropes, vibrators, and all sorts of SM items. Dad first took a ball and walked up to me. Then, he gently put the ball into my mouth, which was filled with his saliva. I just sat on the bed, bewildered, watching Dad.

(So my parents have this kind of fetish in bed!!!) Then Dad picked up handcuffs and pulled my hands behind my back, cuffing them. Without my hands to cover me, I sat naked in front of Dad, frantically twisting my arms trying to break free. Dad walked towards me with a nylon rope in his hand, and I thought to myself, "Does Dad have sadistic tendencies? And does Mom have masochistic tendencies? No wonder I saw rope marks on Mom's body before!"

As the nylon rope slowly tightened and dug into my skin, I came to my senses in shock and tried to stop Dad, but with my mouth gagged, I could only make "Ugh... Ugh..." sounds. Dad skillfully bound my naked body so tightly that I couldn't move, and my legs were bound in an M-shape, exposing my vulva in a very shameful position. As the ropes tightened, my heart beat faster and faster, and my vulva slowly became wet. (I don't know if it's because I inherited it from my mother, but when my body is bound and I lose control of it, I feel incredibly hot and excited.)

My father tightened the ropes behind my back, the nylon digging firmly into my skin. Completely unable to move, I let out excited moans: "Ugh..." After binding me, my father stood beside the bed, admiring my bound body. My increasingly wet vulva was shamefully exposed to his gaze. I opened my mouth in shame, wanting to ask him to untie the ropes, but the ball gag in my mouth prevented me from making any more muffled growls. Saliva dripped from the sides of my mouth, dripping onto my body. The saliva and the vaginal fluid completely soaked the sheets beneath me. Completely unable to move, I could only look at my father with a shy expression.

(No! Being tied up like this is making my body hotter and hotter, more and more excited...) Dad excitedly said: Wife, how come your tender hole is already so wet just from being tied up today? I looked at Dad shyly, not knowing how to answer, but I could feel that my hole was really wet. Being tied up like this was actually making me feel a strange pleasure.

(I begged in my heart to untie the ropes on my body, feeling myself becoming more and more strange!) Dad suddenly knelt between my legs, then placed his fingers next to my labia and spread my wet hole open. Then he directly licked the nectar outside my hole with his warm tongue. My hole was spread open and being licked by my own father made me shy and want to escape. When I tried to move my body, I realized that I couldn't move at all. I could only moan as Dad licked me unbearably: Ooh~~~ Ooh~~~ (I tried to tell Dad to stop, but my mouth...) (I could only make whimpering sounds) My father's tongue was coated with my slippery, lustful fluid, and he kept teasing my swollen, engorged little bean. Being bound made my erogenous zones extremely sensitive, and this licking made me moan and beg for mercy: "Waaaaah~~~ Waaaah~~~ (Don't lick me like this~~~ I can't take it~~~)" My body was being controlled by my father, and the feeling of the nylon rope digging into my skin, along with the shame of immorality, made my body so excited that my heart was pounding. My father licked my vulva for a short time before my body became so excited that I reached orgasm.

My dad licked my pussy until my whole body went numb and I reached orgasm. My trembling lower body was so sensitive that I wanted to escape, but my whole body was fixed in place and I couldn't escape at all. My dad kept sucking the lustful fluid secreted during my orgasm. I twisted my hips and begged for mercy: "Ugh... Ugh... (Oh... I'm orgasming... Don't lick anymore... Oh... I'm so sensitive...)" My dad kept licking until my whole body started to tremble before he finally stopped. My dad's mouth was full of my lustful fluid and he laughed and said: "Wife, why are you so sensitive today? You came so quickly?" This was the first time I had been tied up in SM, and the person who tied me up was my own father. This immoral shock made me feel so ashamed that I came to orgasm.

(I just wanted to pretend to be a mom to persuade my dad to accept Teacher Xiaorou, but I never expected it to turn into a forbidden SM relationship with my dad.) My dad suddenly picked me up and carried me to a horizontal bar with four hooks already set up. He lifted me up and hooked the nylon ropes on my hands behind my back, then hooked the other two on my legs, leaving me hanging in the air with my legs spread apart.

(When I was little, I always thought it was for my dad to exercise, but now I finally know its real purpose.) There was a large mirror in front of the horizontal bar. Through the mirror, I saw myself hanging in the air in a very lewd position. My cheeks were flushed with shyness from just having an orgasm, and my breasts were more prominent because of the nylon ropes binding them. My legs were spread wide in an M-shape and I was hanging in mid-air. I could clearly see my vaginal fluid mixed with my dad's saliva slowly dripping down. My body weight was supported only by four hooks attached to nylon ropes. The downward pull of my weight tightened the ropes, causing them to dig deeper into my skin. The combination of shame and the pressure actually aroused me. Suddenly, my father stood behind me, one arm around my waist, the other holding a vibrating massager directly to my swollen, engorged penis. When he turned it on, tingling currents shot through my penis, and I immediately cried out in uncontrollable moans: "Ooh~~~ Ooh~~~ (Oh~~~ So numb~~~ Hmm~~~)"

The more I writhed in excitement, the deeper the ropes dug into my skin. The constant contraction and pressure, combined with the direct stimulation of my penis, quickly brought me to orgasm, moaning: "Ooh~~~ Ooh~~~ (Oh~~~ I can't take it anymore~~~ Hmm~~~ Again...") (I'm climaxing~~~ Oh~~~) In the mirror, my brows are furrowed, my body suspended in the air, trembling with each orgasm. The vibrating dildo on my penis continues to vibrate rapidly, stimulating my engorged penis. My whole body is tingling with pleasure as I beg and moan: "Ugh~~~ Ugh~~~ (Oh~~~ Stop~~~ Hmm~~~ This will make me~~~ Oh~~~ pee…..)

Suddenly, amidst the tingling orgasm, I hear a dripping sound from the floor. I look in the mirror in surprise at my vagina, which is gushing out fluids like a fountain. I couldn't hold back any longer and started squirting. The dildo above my vagina and my father's hand are covered in my fluids.

Being tied up seems to have amplified the pleasure of my erogenous zones, causing me to have multiple orgasms in quick succession, and I'm so excited that I uncontrollably squirt all over the floor.

After I ejaculated and sprayed all over the floor, Dad finally removed the wet vibrating dildo from my clitoris. By then, my cheeks were flushed and covered in sweat, and my bound naked body was trembling and sweating profusely as I hung in the air. Bound by the nylon rope for so long, I gradually felt numbness in other parts of my body. Suddenly, I felt a hot, hard penis pressed against my vaginal opening. (It turned out that while other parts of my body had lost sensation, the sensation

in my erogenous zones was doubled!) Looking in the mirror, I realized Dad was standing behind me, and a large glans was protruding from my crotch. It turned out that Dad had hung me at a height where my vagina was hanging directly at his crotch. (Dad's genitals were directly touching mine!) Dad stood behind me, holding my waist, and began thrusting back and forth. My wet, sensitive clitoris was rubbed raw by Dad's hot penis, and his thick, hard glans kept hitting my clitoris. The thick, hard glans kept sliding outside my vaginal opening. I screamed nervously in my heart, "Dad...no...don't put it in...I'm not Mom...I'm your daughter Xin'er..."

My incredibly wet clitoris rubbed against my father's thick, hard penis, making a constant "splish-splish" sound. The pleasure from my lower body kept reaching my brain. The walls of my vagina were so excited that they kept secreting vaginal fluid, and my mouth was also tense and excited, constantly secreting saliva. (Oh no! This sex-like action is making me feel so good down there. The pleasure in my body is making me gradually sink into it...) My saliva kept dripping from the corners of my mouth onto my chest, and the vaginal fluid inside my vagina soaked my father's thick, hard penis completely. Hanging there and unable to move, I could only look at the obscene scene reflected in the mirror with a blushing face.

(Oh my god! Being suspended in mid-air with a penis thrusting in and out of my vagina is so lewd, and I'm actually getting so excited!) My vagina is getting wetter and wetter, which seems to be making my dad more and more excited. My dad is moving his hips faster and faster. My whole body is numb and I can't feel anything, but I can clearly feel my clitoris and nipples being rubbed. This kind of sexual pleasure makes my nipples so excited that they stand up.

(No…stop this dangerous thrusting…the head of his penis will slip inside…) Suddenly, Dad grabbed my breasts from behind with both hands, pinching my erect nipples with his fingers. This stimulation rapidly doubled the pleasure in my body. I trembled and moaned as if electrocuted: "Ooh…ooh…" (Oh…don’t pinch…um…it’s so sensitive…oh…) Dad noticed my whole body trembling as if I was about to climax again, so he tightly pinched my nipples with both hands, then rapidly twisted his waist, rubbing his penis against my vaginal opening, like a violent thrust before ejaculation. (No…if this continues, I won’t be able to think straight, I’m about to climax again…)

The sexual pleasure of being bound, combined with the sensation of real sex being thrust into me, brought me to a tingling, climaxing orgasm, and I cried out: "Ooh~~~ Ooh~~~ (Oh~~~ No~~~ Hmm~~~ I'm climaxing~~~ Oh~~~)" My father sensed I had reached the peak of my orgasm. I was frowning, breathing heavily, and saliva was uncontrollably dripping from the ball plug, covering my entire body. My body was convulsing and twitching. My father sensed I was about to faint, so he quickly stopped thrusting. (The moral constraints combined with the SM pleasure were rapidly consuming my mind and body.) After a while, the spasms gradually subsided, followed by the numb feeling of being bound by the nylon rope.

My father felt I had calmed down a bit, and he suddenly placed his hands on my buttocks, then opened my vaginal opening. I thought my father would lick my vaginal opening from behind. Suddenly, I felt a large, hot head pressing against my vaginal opening, and I was terrified. I quickly looked down and saw my dad half-squatting, holding his penis and aiming it at my vagina. I cried out nervously, "Ugh...ugh..." (Dad! No! I'm Xin'er! You can't put it in!")

My dad slowly pushed upwards at an angle, his thick glans slowly forcing open my vaginal opening. No matter how hard I clenched my vaginal opening, the hard glans kept pushing it open. (No! Dad really wants to put his penis in my vagina!) My little... As my vaginal opening was stretched to its limit, Dad's large glans suddenly slid into my vagina, completely blocking the entrance. As he inserted his penis further in, the air inside was forced out by his hard penis, making a "plop...plop" sound. His hard penis stretched the inner walls of my vagina, and I cried out in uncontrollable moans: "Ugh...ugh...oh...no...no, put it in...um...it's so big!" (Oh~~~)

After Dad inserted half of his penis into my vagina, he grabbed my buttocks with both hands and pulled it back, withdrawing it with a "pop" sound as the glans was pulled out, still tightly hooked at the entrance of my vagina. (My vagina made such an embarrassing sound from Dad's penis; I was so ashamed I wanted to cover my face with my hands.)

Dad didn't give my vagina any chance to retract, and then... His thick, hard penis was fully inserted into my vagina, and the entrance of my vagina was being pushed and pressed by my father's penis, making a "plop...plop" sound. My father repeatedly played with my vagina like this with his thick, hard penis, and hearing my vagina being played with and making sounds made me feel incredibly ashamed, while the pleasure of being scraped inside my vagina grew deeper and deeper. (Don't play with my vagina like this anymore, I can't take it...) After my father slowly thrust in and out, inserting half of his penis several times, I finally... Unable to bear it any longer, I clamped my vagina around the half-inserted penis, letting out a series of moans as

I reached orgasm: "Ooh~~~Ooh~~~ (Oh~~~I can't take it anymore~~~Hmm~~~I can't take it anymore~~~Oh~~~)" The constant orgasms, reaching the peak of sexual pleasure, rapidly drained my energy. I was so exhausted from the orgasms that I hung limply in the air, barely trembling even during my climax. My father sensed my exhaustion and quickly pulled out his penis. He gently placed my trembling body on the bed, removing the handcuffs from my back and the gag from my mouth so I could breathe.

Finally free from the tight bondage of being suspended in mid-air by ropes, and with my hands finally free, my body relaxed considerably. But my next action startled my father… I leaped to the edge of the bed like a cat, grabbed his thick, hard penis with both hands, and then, like a kitten, began to lick it greedily, eagerly.

(My sexual desire was completely ignited; all notions of ethics and morality had crumbled. All I wanted now was to satisfy the unstoppable sexual pleasure within me!) My father was startled by my actions, but soon after, he excitedly stroked my head and said, "I thought you couldn't hold on any longer. I let go of your hands to let you rest, but you immediately crawled over and took my penis in your mouth. Is it that delicious?" Although my father's penis was very thick, I, in my thirst, had already taken half of it into my mouth. I held the back half of the penis with both hands, and with the front half in my mouth, I shyly looked up at my father and nodded slightly. My father stroked my hair like he was stroking a kitten and said, "Slowly..." Come on, no one's going to take it from you! I kept trying to take Dad's whole penis into my mouth, but it was so long and thick, and the glans was just too big!

The hard glans pressed against my throat, making me nauseous and tears streamed down my face, but I still greedily wanted to take the whole thing in. Dad saw me crying and still trying so hard to put his penis in my mouth, and he pulled it out of my mouth with a pained look on his face. He looked at me and said, "If you can't take it all in your mouth, then use your penis down there!" Dad gently pushed me down onto the bed, my legs still bound in an M-shape with nylon rope. Except for my hands, which had regained feeling, the rest of my body was still numb. I felt a sensation, but I could clearly feel my vaginal opening was wet and burning hot. Dad then climbed on top of me and kissed my lips directly. I also took the initiative to hold Dad's head with both hands and French kissed him, excitedly sucking on the saliva on Dad's tongue. (We felt like newlyweds on our honeymoon.)

Suddenly, I felt Dad's hands on my breasts, which were bound and protruding. Then Dad kept rubbing my erect nipples with his palms. Dad's kissing skills, combined with his large hands pinching my erogenous zones and teasing my nipples, made me moan excitedly: Oh...so good...my whole body went numb except for my erogenous zones, so the pleasure... The sensation was particularly intense. As I focused on my sensitive nipples being rubbed, I suddenly felt a hot glans pressing against my vaginal opening. Due to the angle, the glans, despite its force, slid upwards from my wet opening.

The hard glans slid upwards from my vaginal opening and then collided with my other erogenous zone, causing me to moan sensitively: "Oh~~~" Daddy was kissing me while rubbing my breasts with his hands, and his lower body was constantly pressing the glans against my vaginal opening. However, due to the angle and the fact that my vaginal opening was extremely wet, the hard glans could not penetrate my vagina properly.

(The impact made my vagina incredibly itchy; I desperately wanted that thick, hard glans to penetrate me. I felt anxious and uncomfortable.) Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I reached down and grabbed my father's penis, aiming it at my vaginal opening. Then, my father thrust forward forcefully, and the thick, hard glans slammed directly into my vagina. The sensation of the hard glans penetrating my vagina made me cry out loudly: "Oh~~~ in~~~ mmm~~~ so big~~~ oh~~~" The pleasure overwhelmed me, and I excitedly hugged my father's head tightly, kissing it passionately. With each thrust, my father's penis went deeper and deeper, gradually filling the inner walls of my vagina. The folds of flesh inside were constantly being scraped by the glans, making me feel numb and tingly.

Suddenly, I felt a jolt deep inside my vagina, and pleasure surged through my body like an electric current. My father's glans had reached my cervix, and this instantaneous tingling sensation brought me to a climax. I cried out in a lewd moan: Oh~~~ all the way in~~~ um~~~ no~~~ oh~~~ I'm coming~~~ um~~~ My pussy contracted tightly, gripping the thick, hard penis inside, my body trembling with climax. I held my dad's head tightly with both hands, frantically kissing him. Suddenly, my dad grabbed the rope behind me and lifted me up, then stood on the floor, holding the rope around me, and continued thrusting. Being held and thrust into by my dad like a train bento box, I felt his penis going even deeper, each time hitting my cervix. I finally couldn't take it anymore and pulled away from my dad's lips, throwing my head back and moaning: Oh~~~ so long~~~ um~~~ so deep~~~ oh~~~ I just had an orgasm and now I'm being held like this, being thrust into so intensely, the tingling pleasure all over my body brought me to another orgasm. I couldn't take it anymore and threw my head back, moaning: Oh~~~ no~~~ um~~~ I'm coming again~~~ oh~~~

Dad sensed I was reaching another climax, and my vagina was tightly gripping his penis, contracting repeatedly. He gently placed me on the bed, then flipped me over, my buttocks raised, and I lay face down on the bed. My vagina, still contracting from the climax, was slightly open, like breathing, facing Dad behind me. I thought Dad would let me rest after the series of orgasms, but instead, I felt a pair of hands on my buttocks. The next second, with a "plop," Dad's penis, hard again, thrust into my slightly open vagina from behind. My incredibly sensitive vagina, still sensitive from the consecutive orgasms, was instantly filled with his penis again. I moaned lasciviously, "Oh~~~ from behind~~~ um~~~ so deep~~~ oh~~~" Dad grabbed the rope on my buttocks and started rocking me back and forth like a horse, pulling the reins. Dad's hard penis kept thrusting in and out of my vagina. My upper body was lying face down on the bed, gripping the sheets tightly, while my lower body was being pulled by Dad's ropes. I lay on my side on the pillow. Drooling and moaning incessantly: "Oh~~~ like this~~~ um~~~ I can't take it~~~ Oh~~~ no~~~ um~~~ I keep having orgasms~~~ oh~~~"

Dad gripped the ropes binding me and thrust in and out, while my whole body convulsed from orgasm. The continuous orgasms were almost too much for my body to handle. I felt numb all over and was about to faint, so I begged and moaned: "Oh~~~ stop~~~ um~~~ I'll die like this~~~ oh~~~" Dad realized I was about to faint, so he quickly loosened his grip on the ropes. I collapsed weakly onto the bed, drooling and panting, my body still convulsing and trembling uncontrollably. Seeing me shaking uncontrollably, Dad was worried and quickly untied all the nylon ropes binding me.

After the ropes were untied, my blood began to circulate smoothly. The improved blood flow, combined with my recent orgasm, left my cheeks flushed and sweaty. The long period of binding had left pink marks all over my body, making my already fair skin appear even more rosy. Now, completely naked, I lay on the bed, panting. Besides the crisscrossing pink marks, I could feel hot sweat dripping down my back. I weakly lay on the bed, letting my body gradually calm down.

Suddenly, my father leaned over my back and gently licked the marks on my shoulders with his tongue, while his other hand lightly stroked the marks on my back. His gentle actions felt incredibly good. As my father stroked my back, I could feel not only his hot body but also his still-hot and erect penis pressing against my buttocks.

My father's gentle licking and caresses gradually made me want him to enter my body again. I raised my buttocks and turned my head shyly to my father behind me, saying in a coquettish voice, "I want more..." Hearing my words, my father excitedly guided his penis and slowly pressed it into my buttocks. His penis slowly squeezed into my vagina, and this gentle insertion made me let out a soft moan: "Oh..." My father licked my back while thrusting slowly. This gentle movement was not as intense and stimulating as before, but it made me feel so good that I kept letting out alluring moans: "Oh... um... oh..." The slow insertion made me feel the thick, hard, fragrant... The sensation of the mushroom cap scraping against the inner walls of my vagina, this tingling feeling kept me on the verge of orgasm. I comfortably arched my buttocks, enjoying the gentle thrusting as I moaned:

Oh... this feels so good... um... I no longer cared about the father-daughter relationship. Now I just wanted to be my father's woman, to stay in bed like a little woman, enjoying the feeling of being loved by a man, enjoying the happiness and satisfaction of a man conquering my body... This gentle thrusting made the desire inside me build up. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore, got up, turned around and pushed my father down on the bed, then straddled him.

With one hand guiding my father's thick, hard penis towards my vagina, and the other hand pressing against his chest to keep him still, I shyly bit my lip, staring down at him. Then, I slowly lowered my hips... my buttocks landed on top of him, and his thick, hard penis was instantly sucked into my wet vagina. As I tried to straddle him, I suddenly felt the tip of his penis unexpectedly hit my cervix. I winced and cried out: "Oh~~~" Only then did I realize that my father's penis was already at its peak of arousal; it had not only become thicker but also longer, and it was so long that it reached my... My vagina couldn't accommodate the entire length of his penis! Unable to

fully insert my father's penis, I had to sit forward a bit so that his penis just touched my cervix. Then, I placed my hands on my father's pectoral muscles for support, and began to twist and turn my vagina around his penis in a very lewd position, expressing the pleasure in my body by moaning lewdly: Oh~~~ So comfortable~~~ Hmm~~~ Keep pushing~~~ Oh~~~ Uterus~~~ Hmm~~~ Unexpectedly, my father, who had been thrusting without any intention of ejaculating, suddenly placed his hands on my buttocks, then spread my vagina wider, and began to excitedly thrust his penis upwards into my vagina.

I could control the length of the penis inside my vagina, just enough to reach my cervix, by twisting and turning. But suddenly, my father started thrusting more and more intensely, penetrating deeper and deeper. The hard glans of his penis hit my cervix with increasing force. The pain and tingling pleasure were unbearable, and I let go of his hands, clinging to him and moaning: "Oh~~~ like this~~~ um~~~ too deep~~~ oh~~~"

My father seemed to feel like he was about to climax, grabbing my buttocks and trying to push the entire penis into my vagina. The constant impact of the glans on my cervix made me feel both pain and numbness, like electric currents surging through my body. This pleasure was unbearable, and I frowned, pinching my breasts and moaning wildly: "Oh~~~ so deep~~~ um~~~ my uterus is going to~~~ oh~~~ it's being broken~~~ um~~~"

At this moment My father, like a wild beast, was gripping my buttocks and thrusting violently. His hands kept pressing my buttocks down, and it felt like he was trying to insert his entire penis into my vagina. With each violent thrust, his penis gradually pushed into my vagina. The electric current of pleasure that tingled my whole body made my vagina gradually numb. I tightly pinched my nipples and fell into a frenzied orgasm, moaning wildly: Oh~~~ I can't take it anymore~~~ Hmm~~~ My uterus is going to break~~~ Oh~~~ I'm going crazy~~~ Hmm~~~ My father's several forceful thrusts made me feel like his entire penis had been pushed into my vagina. I tightly pinched my breasts with one hand and placed the other hand on my lower abdomen, feeling my uterus being hit. My palm could clearly feel the impact of the thick, hard glans hitting the cervix.

Just as I felt my cervix being forced open, I finally couldn't hold back and experienced an unprecedented orgasm. My vagina contracted rapidly, gripping my father's entire penis. I arched my back, drooling and moaning: "Oh~~~ I'm orgasming~~~ Oh~~~" Suddenly, I felt my father's entire penis inside my contracting vagina, trembling violently. My palm pressed against my lower abdomen, which was aching from the glans hitting my cervix, and I could clearly feel my slightly protruding lower body trembling. (Dad ejaculated too?!)

As my uterus gradually became hot and swollen, I finally realized that after my father had inserted his entire penis into my vagina, my vagina finally couldn't hold back and erupted, the tip of his penis continuously shooting hot, thick semen into my opened cervix. I lay on top of my father, convulsing and trembling with ecstasy. I wasn't worried about getting pregnant anymore; instead, my vagina kept contracting, trying to draw all the semen from his penis into my uterus. The feeling of my uterus slowly filling up, pressed against my lower abdomen, was incredibly satisfying. The raging storm outside seemed to have subsided after our passionate lovemaking. Although we weren't rained on inside, my father and I were drenched in sweat.

With my uterus filled with semen and the constant orgasms, I was completely satisfied, and finally, weak and exhausted, I collapsed onto my father, a contented expression on my face, and fell asleep comfortably. When I woke up, the rain had stopped and the sun was shining. Coming back to my senses, I realized I was naked, straddling my father! (Oh my god! Did I fall asleep on my father like that yesterday, lost in my orgasms?)

I quickly and blushed, carefully climbing down, afraid of waking him. If he woke up, should I continue pretending to be my mother?

Will we have to have another passionate morning exercise? The thought of making love with my dad made my cheeks even hotter and redder. While my dad was still fast asleep and snoring, I quickly tidied up the room and put it back in its original state. When I looked up at the hook that had hung me in mid-air yesterday while holding the nylon rope in my hand, I was reminded of the intense scene of being tied up and penetrated by my dad yesterday.

(No! Such immoral and taboo sex can only happen once, there can't be a next time...) After tidying up, I quickly went back to my room to take a shower. While showering, I planned to make breakfast as a Father's Day feast. After showering and drying my hair, I tied it into a ponytail with a hair tie and went to the kitchen to start making breakfast. Perhaps it was the aroma of breakfast, but as I turned my back to the table to pour my drink, Dad suddenly stood beside the table and called out to my back:

"Wife!" Hearing Dad call me "wife" startled me. I suddenly wondered if he had seen Mom's hair tie in my ponytail. I quickly turned back, pretending not to hear, and said to Dad: "Dad, you're awake?" Dad saw my face and heard me call him "Dad," and after a moment's hesitation, he said: "Xin'er?" I smiled at Dad while pouring my drink and said: "Yes! What's wrong?" Dad pulled out a chair and sat down at the table, then said with a dejected look: "I dreamt about your mom last night."

I placed the poured drink on the table and said to Dad: "Dad, it's rare that you still think about Mom." Dad picked up his drink, took a sip, and then smiled and said: "Your mom and all of you are the only ones Dad cares about." As I was touched by Dad's words, I suddenly felt something flowing from my vagina. I exclaimed in surprise, squeezing my thighs together: "Ah!" Dad looked at me anxiously and said: "What's wrong?"

I quickly shook my head and said: "Nothing, I think I just saw a cockroach crawling by." I thought to myself, "Is Dad's semen too thick? Or did he ejaculate too deep inside? Why is there still semen leaking out?"

My underwear was soaked with Dad's semen, feeling wet and slippery. Thinking about how my vagina was still full of his semen, my cheeks involuntarily flushed red. Dad looked at me suspiciously, so I quickly changed the subject, saying, "Dad, actually, my brother and I can accept Teacher Xiaorou, and I believe Mom will accept her too!" Dad looked at me with surprise and said, "Really?" I smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes!" Dad looked uneasy and said, "I still..." Suddenly, I bent down and kissed Dad's cheek, then made a thumbs-up gesture and smiled, saying, "Don't worry! Good luck! And... Dad, Happy Father's Day!"

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