Dad, stop joking.

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Summer vacation arrived before I knew it, and my inappropriate relationship with my dad had been going on for almost two months.

During this time, we made love wildly whenever we had the chance.

Because my dad liked to ejaculate inside me without a condom, I was worried about me getting pregnant, so I bought birth control pills and had to take them regularly.

Actually, I was already very content with being close to my dad so often.

But I still had a small regret: I couldn't have sex with him without any inhibitions. Every time, I had to be extra careful, afraid of being discovered by my mom.

Then the opportunity came.

That evening at dinner, my mom suddenly said that some friends had invited her to travel out of town for about a week, and she couldn't decide, so she wanted to ask my dad and me for our opinions.

This was incredible news for me; I was so happy I almost fainted.

I imagine Dad wasn't feeling much better.

Dad and I started urging Mom to go on a trip.

Mom hesitated for a while, but finally made up her mind.

Mom then asked if I wanted to go, and of course I didn't, so I lied and said I wanted to stay home and study.

Mom didn't force me; instead, she praised me for being sensible and knowing how to study.

In the end, Mom was still a little worried that Dad wouldn't be able to take good care of me

. Dad smiled and patted my head, saying with a double meaning, "Lizhen, don't worry, go and have fun. I'll take good care of my daughter."

Dad drove Mom to the train station to meet her friends, while I stayed home, excitedly and anxiously waiting for Dad to come home.

For a whole week, Dad and I could spend time together without any restrictions.

What could be happier than this? This was something I had been dreaming of for so many days.

Oh my god! Am I dreaming? Why hasn't Dad come back yet? I was filled with wild thoughts, restless, pacing anxiously back and forth in my room.

Around noon, I finally heard familiar footsteps outside the door. Dad was back.

I quickly welcomed him in and eagerly flew into his arms.

I had barely opened my mouth, before I could even say a word, when Dad silenced me with a passionate kiss. We kissed for a long time before finally separating.

I asked in a sweet voice, "Daddy, why were you gone for so long? I was so worried!"

"I wanted to come back quickly so I could pamper my little darling.

But I got stuck in traffic, so I'm late and made Bingbing wait."

"Mommy said you should take good care of me, Daddy, you promised yourself, so you can't go back on your word!" I pleaded with my dad.

"Of course Daddy won't go back on his word. I've already told the company. I have a week off this week, so I can spend every day with my Bingbing. Is that good enough?" I kissed my dad and said happily, "Is that true, Daddy? You're so good."

"Alright, now Daddy is going to keep his promise and start 'taking good care' of you."

Daddy picked me up and walked towards his and Mommy's bedroom.

I nestled obediently in my father's arms, my heart pounding with excitement. I had never made love on my parents' big bed before, and today I could finally play on such a spacious bed.

My father gently placed me on the bed and began to undress. For some reason, I had been eagerly anticipating this moment, but now that it was here, I felt a little lost, just blushing and staring blankly at my father.

My father quickly undressed himself, and seeing that I hadn't moved, he smiled and asked, "Bingbing, what's wrong? Are you embarrassed? I'm all undressed, it's your turn."

I then realized that my father wanted me to undress myself, so I blushed and slowly began to remove my clothes.

Because my father had always undressed me before, undressing myself today made me quite shy.

Dad sat on the edge of the bed, watching with great interest, occasionally picking up my underwear and smelling it.

Soon I was naked too, and seeing Dad staring intently at my body, I shyly hid in his arms.

Dad pressed my breasts, gently kneading them, and asked, "What's wrong with you today? It's not like it's the first time between Bingbing and Dad. Why are you so shy?

Remember, this week, we must put all our anxieties and worries aside and fully immerse ourselves in the experience. That way, we can have fun and enjoy ourselves to the fullest.

Understand?" My face flushed, I blinked my big eyes and nodded to Dad.

Dad took my fingers and gently pressed them against my pink nipples, saying, "Your breasts are so alluring, any man would drool over them.

My dear daughter, your breasts seem to have gotten bigger than before, feel them yourself."

I touched them and felt that my breasts were indeed much fuller than before, and even softer and smoother. I think this is inseparable from the frequent rubbing and caressing by Dad and me! Suddenly, a question popped into my head, so I asked, "Dad, do you like my breasts more, or Mom's?" This question seemed to put Dad in a difficult position. He scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then said, "Actually, I like both your breasts and Mom's breasts very much.

You're still developing, so your breasts aren't as big as Mom's, and your nipples are smaller, but they're firmer.

Besides that, I can't really tell which one I like more."

Dad played with my breasts for a while, then lowered his head and sucked on my nipple, gently licking it with the tip of his tongue from time to time.

He also rubbed my thighs with his hands, finally pressing and teasing my vulva.

I leaned weakly against Dad's chest, moaning softly.

But Dad kept attacking my left breast, neglecting my right one. I complained, a little annoyed, "Dad, you're so biased!" Dad didn't react at first, asking in confusion, "How am I biased?" "Of course you're biased! Otherwise, why would Dad always kiss the left one? Isn't my right breast fun?" I rubbed my right breast aroused, pouting, protesting to Dad.

Dad suddenly realized, laughing, "Bingbing, Dad likes you the way you are right now.

Okay! Dad admits his mistake and will correct it right away."

After saying that, Dad started playing with my right breast again, while vigorously rubbing my left breast.

I felt very comfortable and excited. I twisted my body, reaching out to press Dad's head down, hoping he would use more force.

Seeing that I was aroused, Dad inserted his finger into my tender hole, squeezing and rotating it inside. Under this intense stimulation, my juices flowed uncontrollably.

Suddenly, Dad remembered something, got up, and took something from the bedside table. When I saw it, my face turned red.

It turned out that Dad had taken out an electric dildo. I had seen Dad play with it for Mom before, and every time it was inserted into Mom's vagina, she seemed to enjoy it very much. I had never tried it myself and had always wanted to try it.

I was so excited when Dad took it out today. Dad went back to bed, spread my legs, and gently pressed the dildo against my vulva. With a little force, he inserted the entire dildo into my vagina, leaving only the wire sticking out. Then he pressed the switch, and I immediately felt the dildo vibrate violently inside my vagina.

Pleasure was like a powerful electric current instantly washing over my entire body, and my body writhed incessantly. It was so wonderful; I was almost going crazy.

I gripped my breasts tightly and moaned loudly, "Ah, so beautiful, Daddy! My vagina is melting! It's so beautiful!"

My father was also very excited, increasing the intensity of the dildo's vibrations level by level. He stroked my trembling body and asked me excitedly, "How is it, you little slut? Does it feel good? Your mother also really likes this pleasure stick.

Come on, good daughter, rub Daddy's cock."

I obediently grasped my father's hard, iron-like penis and vigorously stroked it.

My father also kept pinching my nipples. We were both enveloped in extreme pleasure and let out satisfied moans in unison.

After a while, my father couldn't hold back any longer. He took out the dildo and immediately inserted his large penis into my vagina, then began to thrust vigorously.

I felt that Dad's penis was especially hard and hot today. After only a few dozen thrusts, I had already ejaculated.

I looked at Dad with lustful eyes, thinking how mighty and brave he was. My heart was about to melt, and I couldn't help but moan, "Ah, Daddy, your big cock is killing me! I feel so good! You're hitting my G-spot again! Harder! My little pussy is so beautiful!" Dad thrust hard for a while, then got a little tired and lay back on the bed, gesturing for me to sit on him.

I had never tried this position before, and I awkwardly knelt on Dad's body, grasped his penis, and sat down on it.

But because I had no experience, I failed several times.

Finally, with my father's help, I managed to get his large penis into my vagina. Following his instructions, I slowly wiggled my hips, letting his penis rub and rotate inside my vagina. The hard glans scraped against the tender flesh, a tingling and itchy sensation that felt incredibly good.

Then, my father told me to move up and down, so I started swaying my round hips, moving up and down.

Each time I sat down, his penis pressed heavily against my cervix, causing my body to tremble violently. The intense stimulation was exhilarating, and I groaned loudly, constantly increasing the speed of my movements.

My breasts heaved violently, truly a sight to behold.

Just as I was immersed in this unparalleled pleasure, I felt someone watching me from above.

I jerked my head up and saw my parents' wedding photo above the bed. My mother, wearing a white wedding dress, was smiling at me, and my face flushed instantly.

But I quickly forgot about that; instead, I found it exciting to make love with my father under my mother's gaze.

I rubbed my breasts incessantly, looking into my mother's eyes, and cried out loudly, "Oh, I can't take it anymore, Daddy, you're so good, I'm coming again!" This position was very pleasurable, but the downside was that it was very physically demanding. I lasted for about ten minutes before I was drenched in sweat.

Seeing that I couldn't hold on any longer, my father sat up, pushed me down onto the bed, pinned my thighs down, and began to thrust wildly.

This relentless onslaught overwhelmed my mind with waves of pleasure, leaving me only with the thought of his massive penis penetrating deeper and harder into my vagina.

Dad thrust hundreds more times before finally ejaculating.

After this breathtaking battle, we were both exhausted, simply smiling at each other.

After a long while, I finally felt a bit more energetic. I lay on top of my dad, kissing him repeatedly, and whispered, "Daddy, you were so strong today! It felt so good, so comfortable.

Let's start again, I want it again."

My dad stroked my buttocks and laughed, "Good daughter, you weren't bad today either.

In bed, you're becoming more and more like your mom, like a little slut.

But Daddy isn't ready yet, I have to wait a little longer."

"Why not now? I can't wait."

"Look at Daddy's dick, you've bullied it so much it can't even lift its head, how can I play with you?" I looked and saw that Daddy's once majestic big dick had become limp and without any power. I quickly grabbed Daddy's dick and kneaded it hard.

His dick hardened a little, but it was still far from its best state.

I was getting a little anxious. I pouted and looked at my dad, asking, "Dad, is there any way to make my penis grow bigger faster?" "Of course there is! As long as you give Dad oral sex, Dad's penis will grow bigger quickly." "Oral sex?" I asked doubtfully.

"Oral sex means you suck Dad's penis with your mouth. You must have seen Mom suck my penis, it's like that."

Hearing this, I blushed and squeezed his penis hard, saying coquettishly, "Dad, you're so naughty! You're trying to bully me again! I won't do it, it's dirty!" "Good daughter, just let Dad have some fun, Dad often licks your pussy!" I shook my head, blushing. Dad continued to persuade me, "Come on, good daughter."

You know, Mom loves licking dicks.

Come on, try it, you'll love it."

Looking at Dad's expectant eyes, I softened a little, so I leaned over, grasped his penis, and rubbed it a few times.

As soon as I opened my mouth, I smelled a foul odor and frowned.

After hesitating for a long time, I finally mustered the courage, closed my eyes, and took Dad's penis into my mouth.

Although Dad's penis wasn't erect yet, it still filled my mouth completely, and the strange smell made it hard to breathe.

I didn't know what to do next. I opened my eyes and looked at my father. I saw that his eyes were tightly closed, his mouth open, and he was moaning softly, his face full of ecstasy.

I remembered how my mother gave my father oral sex, so I imitated her, using my little mouth to stroke his penis up and down.

Sure enough, his penis quickly grew thicker and harder in my mouth, my little mouth was about to burst, and the huge glans kept pressing against the back of my throat, making me almost suffocate.

As the big penis went in and out of my little mouth... Suddenly, I felt a strange urge and began to stroke it even harder, naturally licking it with my tender tongue.

The more I sucked, the more excited I became. I gradually got used to the unpleasant smell of his penis, and now I even found it somewhat pleasant.

My father kept groaning heavily, incoherently calling out, "Ah, Bingbing, you learn so fast! It feels so good! Faster! Yes, like that! Lick the glans harder with your tongue!" At this moment, my father's penis... The penis had become incredibly thick and hard. I tried my best, but my small mouth could barely fit the glans and a small portion of the shaft.

Gradually, I learned the tricks of oral sex, and my movements became much more skillful.

I licked the glans incessantly, like eating a lollipop, even mischievously biting it lightly with my teeth, which only excited Dad even more.

Dad breathed heavily with excitement and pressed my head down so that his penis could penetrate deeper into my mouth.

"So oral sex is this exciting and fun! The penis keeps getting bigger and harder in my mouth, that feeling is so wonderful. No wonder Mom loves licking Dad's penis so much." "

I thought to myself as I sucked on my dad's penis.

I have to admit, this one oral sex session alone had me completely captivated.

I sucked harder and harder, licking his entire penis until it glistened, looking quite beautiful. Suddenly, my dad patted my head, indicating that it was enough.

Although I wasn't quite satisfied yet, my vagina was also becoming unbearably itchy, so I kissed the glans again before sitting up.

I wiped my mouth, still wanting more, and gave my dad an embarrassed smile.

My dad laughed and pulled me into his arms, kneading my breasts, saying, 'Bingbing, Daddy's cock tastes good, doesn't it? I told you you'd like it. The way you looked while sucking his cock just now was just like a little slut.'"

"Who said I like it?" I blushed and argued, "If Dad hadn't forced me, I wouldn't have bothered sucking your dirty, smelly cock. I even hurt my teeth just now."

"Fine, since you hate Dad's cock so much, then Dad won't put it in your pussy."

I got angry when I heard that and punched Dad, saying angrily, "Dad, you're so mean! You don't keep your word.

Wait till Mom comes back, I'll tell her you didn't take good care of me and that you bullied me."

"Alright, Bingbing, stop fooling around.

Dad was just joking with you! Look how seriously you took it.

Lie down and let Dad put it in your little cunt."

I really needed it at that moment, so I immediately lay down on my side as Dad asked.

Dad lifted one of my thighs, first rubbing my vulva with his hand, then forcefully thrusting his large penis into my vagina, pumping rapidly.

This time, Dad was even more vigorous, fucking me continuously for almost an hour, changing positions several times, until he finally filled my vagina with his semen.

After this long period of pleasure, Dad and I were both exhausted, and soon we both fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, I found that night had fallen.

Dad had gotten up sometime earlier. I lay lazily on the bed, reminiscing about our passionate battle that afternoon, and couldn't help but feel excited again.

Just then, I saw Dad come in, wearing a bath towel around his waist.

I asked him where he'd been, and Dad chuckled, patting my bottom. "You've been playing all afternoon, you're all dirty.

I've already filled the tub, let's take a bath before we eat, okay?" I was excited, but also a little embarrassed, since I hadn't bathed with anyone in years. I

nodded shyly and said, "Okay."

Dad picked me up, smiling, "Bingbing, still blushing?

It's not the first time. You know, when you were little, Dad used to bathe you all the time!" We went to the bathroom, and Dad put me in the large tub and sat down himself.

The bathroom was steamy, and the water was hot, making my face even redder.

Dad came closer, saying he wanted to wash me. I was still a little uncomfortable, blushing and trying to hide, saying "No," but Dad still pulled me into his arms.

I struggled shyly, but my father tickled my armpits, making me giggle incessantly. I had no choice but to beg him for mercy.

"Good girl, that's how you behave,"

my father said with a smile, gently stroking my nose.

I nestled obediently in my father's arms, letting his large hands wash away the sweat and traces left from our lovemaking.

My father was very gentle and careful, scrubbing my soft skin, then applying shower gel evenly and meticulously to my neck, breasts, lower abdomen, and back, massaging it back and forth.

I felt incredibly comfortable, and my nipples hardened again.

My father noticed I was aroused and began to play with my breasts.

My breasts, coated in lotion, were even smoother, jiggling like eels in my father's large hands. This only fueled his arousal, and he eventually pressed his face against my breasts, rubbing them back and forth.

When he looked up, his face was covered in lotion, making me chuckle.

Then, he had me sit on the edge of the bathtub, spread my legs, and began washing my vulva.

He parted my labia, carefully wiping the tender flesh, occasionally licking it with his tongue.

His teasing aroused me, and my juices flowed freely.

Finally, I lifted my round buttocks, letting him lather my thighs, buttocks, and even my anus. He then picked up the showerhead and rinsed me clean.

Finally, I finished showering. Dad sat in the water, carefully examining me after my bath. I felt a little embarrassed and quickly hid in the water.

"Bingbing, you're done showering. Now it's your turn to serve Dad."

"Dad, you're so mean! You're always teasing me!"

I protested, but secretly found it quite amusing.

I went to Dad's side, picked up a bath towel, and began washing his body.

My breasts swayed with my movements, occasionally brushing against Dad's skin.

Each touch sent shivers down my spine, a jolt of electricity through me.

Finally, it was time to wash Dad's penis. I didn't know when it had become so thick and hard again.

I poured bath soap into my palm and then rubbed his penis.

Soon, Dad's penis grew higher and harder, almost too big for my small hands to grasp.

Dad seemed to enjoy it, his large hands cupping and caressing my breasts from below, occasionally letting out soft, satisfied moans.

I carefully washed Dad's penis, not even missing the grime inside the coronal sulcus.

Next, I turned my attention to his scrotum, gently holding it, feeling the two testicles rotating in my palms.

This direct stimulation excited Dad even more, and he unconsciously increased the pressure of kneading my breasts, causing me to moan incessantly.

Dad suddenly stood up, panting heavily, and made me turn around.

I knew Dad wanted it again, so I obediently lay down on the edge of the bathtub, raising my round, pink buttocks, waiting for Dad's penetration.

In fact, after the teasing just now, my desire had become burning fiercely.

Dad held my buttocks with one hand and grasped his penis with the other, aiming it at my wet little hole, and with a "plop," he thrust it in all the way.

Because his penis was covered in shower gel, it was especially slippery, moving in and out of my little hole without any resistance.

Dad's strength kept increasing, and my petite body was shaken from side to side by the impact, my breasts swaying back and forth beneath me like IV drips.

I kept moaning softly, and couldn't help but free one hand to grab my breasts hard, desperately thrusting my buttocks back to allow Dad's big penis to penetrate even deeper.

Our movements became faster and faster, our bodies twisting like springs.

In the bathroom, my wanton moans and my father's deep breathing mingled, swirling in the misty air—a scene of utter debauchery.

My father relentlessly violated me, seemingly trying to release all his passion into my vagina.

My back ached from standing, but my father showed no sign of stopping; I could only struggle to hold on.

Finally, my father's long-suppressed passion erupted. He pressed himself tightly against my body, his hands gripping my breasts tightly, spraying his burning white semen into my body.

I collapsed weakly into my father's arms, his penis still inside me.

My father lovingly kissed the sweat from my hair, gently massaging my still aroused body.

After a while, I felt my dad's penis harden again, but after the series of fierce battles, I was exhausted and hungry, and had no strength left to fight.

I asked somewhat fearfully, "Dad, you were too amazing today, do you want more again, but I..." My dad understood my unease and smiled, "Dad is really happy today, but I'm a little hungry now."

"Let's eat first, then we can play!" I nodded, blushing, and we washed ourselves clean again.

Leaving the bathroom, I glanced at the time and was shocked—my dad and I had been in the bathroom for almost two hours! We hadn't eaten anything for half a day, but Mom wasn't home, so we had to fend for ourselves.

After a flurry of activity, we finally cooked a few dishes.

But after tasting them, both Dad and I frowned.

It turned out... This dish didn't have salt in it, and that dish was burnt.

But we were so hungry that we ate like wolves after dinner, and felt much more energetic.

My dad and I sat naked in the living room, chatting and laughing.

My dad gently stroked my slightly swollen vulva, telling some dirty jokes.

It made my cheeks flush, and I giggled, my vagina starting to get hot again, occasionally leaking vaginal fluid.

My dad asked me, "Do you want to see porn?" I asked in confusion, "What's porn?" My dad smiled and said, "It's very good."

He went into the bedroom, quickly retrieved a videotape, inserted it into the VCR, and put it on.

After watching for a few minutes, I was already blushing. It turned out that "A-tape" meant pornographic videotapes; I'd only ever heard of them before. I

was a little curious, but also a little embarrassed. However, at my father's urging, I had no choice but to continue watching, my face burning.

The film mainly depicted a midnight pervert who lurked in a building, waiting for an opportunity to rape single women.

The steamy sex scenes in the film really... It was an eye-opening experience, incredibly exciting, and I was so nervous I could hardly breathe.

My father, meanwhile, was explaining things while caressing my breasts and even taking my hand to stroke his already erect penis.

Before I knew it, the film was over, but I was still lost in the erotic and stimulating scenes.

My father turned off the video camera, stood in front of me, his erect penis waving in front of my eyes. I glanced at him, then without hesitation, grabbed his penis and put it in my mouth.

My father's penis... My mouth was swelling and expanding, which felt incredibly stimulating, and I licked it vigorously.

But Dad's penis was too big for my mouth; even with all my strength, I could only take in about a third of it.

So I moved the penis out of my mouth and licked it little by little from the outside, even the base.

Dad seemed very satisfied with my progress, enjoying my oral sex while occasionally brushing the hair that fell in front of my eyes, so he could clearly see my expression during the act. I think my expression must have been incredibly lewd at the time.

Thinking about this only fueled a strange excitement within me. I became increasingly bold and unrestrained in teasing my father's penis, occasionally glancing shyly at his reaction, and even taking the time to caress his buttocks. My

father, not to be outdone, reached out and kneaded my full breasts, rubbing my already erect nipples.

My father's teasing aroused my desire.

While licking my father's penis, I... I spread my legs, revealing my already overflowing vulva.

I no longer cared about being embarrassed; I used my fingers to separate my labia and forcefully poked inside my vagina.

My father was also extremely excited; his penis was erect to its maximum.

He held my head down and began rapidly thrusting his penis in and out of my mouth, seemingly treating my mouth as a vagina.

Each thrust almost reached my throat; I could only passively let the thick penis slide rapidly in my mouth, feeling… Breathing became difficult.

The scene before me quickly reminded me of the pornographic film I had just watched. Wasn't that the same pervert who raped a young girl? And my father's current appearance wasn't much different from that pervert's.

Gradually, I felt as if I had become that violated girl in the film, being wantonly raped by the pervert.

It was so stimulating! I vigorously rubbed my breasts, moaning incessantly, experiencing the pleasure of being raped.

Suddenly I... I remembered the pervert in the movie who ejaculated into the girl's mouth and forced her to swallow. Would my father do the same? I had once secretly watched my father ejaculate in my mother's mouth, and she happily swallowed it.

I've always found this kind of sex difficult to accept, but the current situation was making me somewhat eager.

Just as I was filled with inner conflict, I heard my father let out a low growl, and his penis trembled violently in my mouth, gushing out thick, hot semen that had been brewing for a long time. It shot into my mouth like a bullet.

Before I could react, a lot of the semen had already been swallowed, and I felt a burning sensation in my stomach.

Dad didn't pull out his penis until the last drop was ejaculated, but it didn't soften; it was still erect.

I tasted the semen left in my mouth; it was sticky and had a strange taste, but it wasn't too bad, so I swallowed it all.

Dad hugged me and smiled, saying, "Bingbing, did Daddy's semen taste good?" I rolled my eyes at Dad and pretended to be angry, saying, "It tastes good! It's awful! Daddy, you're so mean! You didn't even tell me beforehand; my tongue is burning!"

"Okay, Daddy knows he was wrong."

"But you don't know that a man's semen is a wonderful tonic for beauty. If you girls eat it often, your skin will become white and tender."

"You're just lying, I don't believe you!" "If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do.

But it's true, you can ask Mom."

"You know perfectly well that I wouldn't dare ask Mom, so of course you won't know if you're lying to me." "

Fine, Bingbing, you're too good with words, Dad can't argue with you, let's continue playing!" I grabbed Dad's penis and asked mischievously, "Dad, how do you want to play with me?" Dad scratched his head and said, "I haven't thought about it yet, good daughter, let Dad put his penis in your hole first, and then we'll think about it together." "

I thought this was a good idea, so I got up to face my father, one hand holding his penis, aiming it at my anus, and slowly sat down. His penis slid smoothly into my wet little hole.

I hugged my father's neck, gently swaying my round buttocks, letting his penis rub against the sensitive walls of my hole, the teasing fluids seeping out incessantly along the opening. I felt a surge of heat within me, like spring waves rippling, and my cheeks flushed red. My beautiful eyes were watery. My father, supporting my slender waist, also silently watched me, his dark eyes filled with boundless love and satisfaction.

Suddenly, I saw my father sigh and shake his head, which puzzled me. I quickly asked, 'Dad, what's wrong?'" "What's wrong? Why are you sighing?" Dad stroked my cheek and after a while said, "It's nothing, Bingbing.

Dad just suddenly realized that although we can still play together now, one day you will leave Dad and go into the arms of another man.

Thinking about this makes me a little sad.

Bingbing, do you think Dad is being a little selfish?" I didn't understand what Dad meant, but hearing that Dad and I were going to be separated made me very worried.

So I squeezed Dad's penis tightly and hugged him tightly, as if I was afraid that Dad would disappear from my side at any moment. I

innocently said, "Dad, don't worry, I will only love you, I will stay with you for the rest of my life, and I will only let Dad play by himself, and I will not go anywhere." "

Dad was very touched when he heard this. He smiled and pinched my nose, saying, 'Silly child, that's impossible.

We are father and daughter after all. When you grow up, you will still get married.' "

Back then, as long as you didn't forget your father and came back to visit when you had time, your father was content.

I don't know what good deeds my future son-in-law accumulated in his past life, he's so lucky to marry such a beautiful daughter like me.

Only then did I understand what my father meant. I nestled shyly into his arms, pouting, "Dad, what are you saying?

I don't want to get married, I want to marry Dad."

My father shook his head with a smile, saying, "Wouldn't that be bigamy?

Okay, let's not talk about that.

But it's alright, at least before you get married, you still belong to your father.

I will cherish you.

Sit up quickly, let Dad fuck your little cunt again." "

I straightened up as my father instructed. He held my buttocks and slowly laid me down on the bed, his penis remaining inside me the whole time.

He lowered himself and began to slowly thrust in and out.

I opened my eyes slightly, watching my father rise and fall on top of me, contracting my vaginal muscles in rhythm with his thrusts, trying to deepen and intensify the wonderful sensation.

This time, my father's attacks were not as fierce as before, but gentle as a light drizzle.

His large penis slid slowly inside me, thrusting in and out, the hard glans gently kissing the tender walls of my vagina.

My father's hands were also busy, constantly playing with my..." My breasts.

My father's actions had aroused me to the point of ecstasy. I swayed my body gently, letting out soft moans.

Suddenly, he stopped, making me sit up so he could stroke my penis.

Obeying him, I held onto his shoulders, swaying my round hips gracefully, allowing his large penis to move freely inside me.

He cupped my face in his hands, kissing me tenderly.

From my forehead to my eyelids, then along my delicate nose, to my alluring cherry lips.

I extended my tongue, which he immediately took into his mouth, sucking it vigorously.

After a long while, he released my tongue, gently pinching my nipple, and said with a smile, "Bingbing, Daddy really loves you more and more now.

Do you remember the first time we made love?" "You're still so embarrassed and shy. Look at you now, like a little slut."

"Daddy, stop talking.

You don't even spare your own daughter, what kind of father are you? You're

making fun of me like this.

If you say it again, I won't play with you anymore!" Although I protested with a shy and angry tone, my lower body continued to move.

Daddy also pressed my buttocks with both hands, kneading my plump buttocks hard.

At the same time, he still teased me: "Good daughter, is it more fun to play like this?

That time when I penetrated your hole, you were worried that Daddy's big cock would damage your tender hole. Are you still worried now?

After playing with your hole so many times, your cool and tender hole is still so tight, it feels so good to grip my cock, Daddy doesn't want to pull out." "

So I clenched my vagina tighter and said lewdly, 'Since Daddy likes my vagina so much, don't pull your big cock out. Let's stay like this forever, like conjoined twins, okay?' Daddy happily thrust his penis into my vagina a few times and said humorously, 'That would be good, but what about going to the toilet? We can't even go out.'

'Then we can...' I couldn't think of a good solution, so I could only whine, 'Okay, Daddy, you've got me all confused. Let's not talk about this anymore.'" "

While speaking, I kept wiggling my buttocks, letting my father's penis go in and out of my peach blossom cave.

But after all, I was young and weak, and soon I was covered in sweat.

At the same time, I felt that this was not enough, so I whispered and begged, "Daddy, I'm out of strength, you can fuck me instead!" "Bingbing, you can't beg your father like that. Be louder, be more lewd, be like a little slut, that way your father will be more excited when he fucks you, and you will feel more pleasure." "

Dad said with a lewd grin.

I was already burning with lust, and all I wanted was for Dad to fuck my pussy hard with his big cock. My girlish shyness had long been thrown to the winds. Without thinking, I said loudly and lewdly, "Dad, Bingbing's pussy is so itchy and so horny. Please, Dad, use your big cock to fuck Bingbing's horny pussy hard and fuck your horny daughter to death.

Good Dad, is that okay?" Dad was a little surprised when he heard my words, but then he laughed and said, "Good Bingbing, Dad hasn't spoiled you for nothing. Come on, let Dad fuck your pussy properly." "

After saying that, Dad got up, pressed me down, and began to thrust vigorously.

My vagina was already overflowing with fluid, and Dad's penis slid in and out of my hole smoothly.

Dad also pulled my hand and pressed it against my clitoris, kneading it incessantly.

Dad's actions made me even more unable to resist; my body trembled violently, and I used my other hand to vigorously rub my breasts, moaning lasciviously: 'Mmm, good Daddy, oh, big cock Daddy, I feel so good, fuck me to death! Fuck me harder, fuck my slutty little hole! Faster, Xiaofang, I want Daddy to rape me like he did on TV!' Daddy was also stimulated by my lasciviousness..." His lust grew ever stronger, his body swaying rapidly like a wound-up toy, each thrust delivered with all his might. His massive, red-hot penis, like a blazing iron rod, recklessly rammed into my vagina, making squeaking, squeaking sounds.

Finally, in a moment of ecstasy, Dad simply picked me up and stood up, walking around the living room while he continued to penetrate me.

I clung tightly to Dad's neck, while he supported my buttocks, tossing me up and down repeatedly. Combined with my body weight, each thrust caused my uterus to slam heavily against his hard glans, making my uterus tingle—it felt so good.

This immense pleasure brought me to the brink of climax. I went crazy; I'd already climaxed several times in no time.

At that moment, I felt like a small boat tossed about in a turbulent sea, repeatedly lifted by giant waves and then slammed down. It was so exciting; my whole body was in a state of extreme excitement.

I pressed myself tightly against my father's body, letting out seductive moans with each rise and fall.

My full breasts pressed tightly against his chest, sliding and rubbing against him.

Every time my firm nipples touched his, I felt an electric current flow from his body, sending a whirlwind of intoxicating excitement through my body.

This way of making love... It was exciting, but also extremely tiring.

Dad persevered for over ten minutes before finally ejaculating inside me.

I leaned limply against his sweat-drenched chest, kissing his shoulder.

His penis was still inside me, trembling restlessly.

Only when it finally stopped moving did Dad slowly lower me.

Dad was a little tired, so he sat down on the bed to rest.

Seeing him covered in sweat, I felt sorry for him

and poured him a glass of water.

Dad was very happy, drinking the water while looking at me, and suddenly laughed.

I was a little confused, but when I looked down, my face turned red.

At this moment, my hair was disheveled and draped over my chest, my breasts were still very swollen, and there was a lot of my father's saliva on them. My vulva and inner thighs were covered with vaginal fluid, and a stream of milky white semen slowly flowed out of my swollen vagina. I felt that I looked so lewd, no wonder my father was laughing.

I quickly sat down next to my father, pouting, "Dad, you're still laughing! It's all your fault I'm like this.

Do you think you look good? Look at your little brother, so proud just now, now it's limp, like a turtle hiding its head."

"Bingbing, I've spoiled you rotten.

Can't even let Dad laugh? Watch me teach you a lesson later."

I defiantly thrust out my full breasts, saying provocatively, "Okay! Dad, I'd love to see what other tricks you have up your sleeve to discipline me."

"Daddy's the best at training you girls, and there are still many tricks I haven't used yet.

But you'll have to wait a while before you know how powerful Daddy is, unless, my good daughter, is willing." Daddy pointed mischievously at his limp penis

. Of course, I understood Daddy's intention and was eager to see what new tricks he had up his sleeve, so I immediately said, "Daddy, that's no problem." After saying that, I lifted Daddy's limp penis, a few drops of semen still remaining on the glans.

I played with it for a few moments, then swallowed his penis and began to suck on it.

Daddy combed my long hair and occasionally stroked my smooth back.

Soon, Dad's penis became hard again. I took it out of my mouth and said with a smile, "Daddy, is this okay?" "Bingbing, you learn so quickly. You licked Daddy so well, I almost came in your mouth again.

Now watch Daddy pick me up and carry me into the bedroom, gently placing me on the bed.

I spread my legs wantonly, kneading my swollen breasts, my face flushed, my red lips slightly parted." My beautiful eyes teased my father with affection.

He didn't rush into having sex with me; he stood by the bed, building up his passion, constantly rubbing his erect penis, admiring my wanton and seductive behavior.

I was completely in character by then, and seeing the lustful look in my father's eyes, I felt incredibly proud. I coquettishly said, "Daddy, stop teasing me, hurry up and teach me with your big cock! Bingbing can't wait!" "

Finally, Dad couldn't hold back any longer. He came over, hoisted my legs onto his shoulders, his face flushed, and thrust his huge penis hard into my wanton vagina. In this long and sweltering summer night, another scene of passionate ecstasy between father and daughter began. Dad and I continued our incestuous acts tirelessly, the pleasure of incest acting like a catalyst, igniting our rising lust. We seemed to have inexhaustible energy. I can't remember how many orgasms I experienced, I only remember Dad once..." Once again, he sprayed his milky white love juice into my vagina, on my breasts, and into my mouth. This night was truly wild.

When I woke up, it was already broad daylight.

Perhaps because last night was too crazy, my father was still asleep.

I also felt weak and sore all over, and my breasts and vagina were still a little sore.

But when I recalled yesterday's passion, I couldn't help but blush with shame. It was hard to believe that I had become so wanton and lewd. Was I really a wanton girl? Just then, my hand touched my father's penis and found it was erect again.

I was very curious, so I looked up at him and saw that he was still sleeping soundly, a faint smile on his tired face.

I thought to myself, "Dad must be dreaming about making love to me, otherwise why is his penis hard?" I sat up and played with his penis, gazing at this magical penis that brought me endless satisfaction and pleasure. I couldn't help but get excited again, and I lowered my head to take the thick glans into my mouth, kissing and licking it.

Soon, his penis became even harder and larger, completely filling my mouth.

At this moment, my father was woken up. Seeing my actions, he laughed and said, "Bingbing, you're too naughty. You woke me from my sweet dream. Dad is going to punish you now."

I remained kneeling before my father's legs, gently swaying my round, upturned buttocks, rubbing my pink face against his penis, and with my beautiful eyes wide open, I said somewhat aggrievedly, "I'm sorry, Daddy, I didn't mean to." "

Alright, Bingbing, you're such a good girl, how could Daddy punish you! But you're leaving Daddy in this awkward position, you'd better suck me out first, so Daddy can feed my precious daughter breakfast with his big cock, okay?" I shook my head with a laugh, thinking that Dad really had a lot of tricks up his sleeve.

But I was now quite adept at oral sex and very happy to do it.

I gripped his penis tightly, extending my tender tongue to skillfully lick the purplish-red glans, focusing on the urethral opening, sucking the clear, lustful fluid seeping from that beautiful slit.

Then I used my tongue to clean the scrotum, followed by the veiny shaft and scrotum. Finally, I proudly looked up to see Dad's reaction. He was thoroughly enjoying my oral sex, occasionally glancing at me with approving eyes.

Encouraged by Dad, I opened my full, cherry-like lips and enveloped his penis. I sucked on it with a slurping sound.

Not long after, Dad ejaculated inside my mouth. I savored the piping hot breakfast, swallowing every last drop. Then I licked his penis clean with my mouth before snuggling into his arms. My shy father cupped my face and kissed my lips, still wet with his semen. Suddenly, I

felt the urge to urinate. I gently pushed Dad away, too embarrassed to say anything.

Dad asked me curiously what was wrong, and I blushed and said I needed to pee.

Dad laughed and said there was nothing to be embarrassed about; he needed to relieve himself too. He offered to take me with him.

I blushed again and said, "No!" "Although I'm often intimate with my dad now—whether it's making love, bathing, or eating—I'm more natural

now, even though I'm still a little shy sometimes. But going to the toilet with him, urinating in front of him, still makes me feel very embarrassed.

But my dad's attitude is very firm, so I have no choice but to blush and be carried to the bathroom by him.

He carried me straight to the toilet.

I whispered and begged him to put me down, but he got carried away and smiled, saying, 'Bingbing, let Dad carry you to pee, just like when you were little, okay?'" "My face burned like a red cloth, but Dad was very happy. He spread my legs, positioned my vulva against the toilet, and gently rocked my hips while whistling.

This made my urge to urinate even stronger. I was extremely ashamed, being held by Dad like a baby while he urinated on me—it was so embarrassing! I tried my best to hold it in, but my body still trembled with shame.

I couldn't control myself anymore, and a stream of urine flowed from my vulva." It gushed out, tracing a beautiful arc as it landed in the toilet bowl, splashing up small, clear sprays.

I closed my eyes tightly, ashamed, desperately hoping this embarrassing scene would end soon.

But the more anxious I became, the slower I urinated, probably because I hadn't urinated all night.

Dad, however, remained unhurried, even joking, "Bingbing, I never thought you could be so cute even when you pee!" Finally, I finished peeing; my forehead was sweating from the urgency.

Dad chuckled as he gently put me down, carefully wiping my genitals clean with toilet paper.

I playfully hit Dad, but he wasn't angry. He went to the toilet, held his penis, and started urinating as well.

After Dad finished urinating, he turned around and smiled at me. I hurriedly turned my head away, blushing, pretending not to see him. Dad came up behind me and grabbed my breasts from behind, playing with them. His big penis was between my buttocks, thrusting in and out. He said, "Bingbing, you can look if you want, why are you so embarrassed?"

"Are you hungry? How about we take a shower first, and then eat, okay?" I nodded and went to the bathroom with my dad.

While showering, we inevitably cuddled for a while, and by the time we came out, it was almost noon.

We ate something quick, and then Dad suggested we go for a walk. I thought it was a good idea; I hadn't seen the sun for two days.

Dad immediately took out a few clothes from the cabinet and asked me to try them on. It seemed he had planned this all along.

When I saw the clothes Dad had bought for me, my face immediately turned red. They were too sexy and revealing! How could a little girl like me go out wearing them? Dad noticed my hesitation and said, "Bingbing, these are clothes Dad bought especially for you. Put them on and let Dad see."

"But, Dad, these clothes are too revealing. What if the teacher or classmates see them? What will happen then!" “It’s alright, it can’t be that coincidental.

Put this on first, and Dad will do your makeup and put on sunglasses. Even if they see you, they won’t recognize you.”

I was still hesitant, but I couldn’t persuade Dad, so I put it on.

Dad pushed me to sit down at the dressing table, and he skillfully did my makeup, drawing my eyebrows, applying powder, and putting on lipstick. It seems Dad has done Mom’s makeup a lot; he knows everything.

After the makeup was done, I went to the big mirror.

I almost didn’t recognize myself. In the mirror, I was wearing a pink, tight-fitting, low-cut top, with most of my breasts exposed, showing a deep cleavage; and black pants. A short, light-colored leather skirt clung tightly to my rounded hips, making me look incredibly sexy. It accentuated my curves perfectly, showcasing my alluring figure. My

long, black hair cascaded down my back, and with my father's meticulously styled face, I looked much more mature, like a charming and approachable young woman. I was somewhat stunned. Just then, my father, also dressed in a new outfit, walked over to me, admiring my reflection in the mirror, and exclaimed, "Wow! My Bingbing is so beautiful!" Seeing my

father's approving gaze, I felt both shy and overjoyed. I imitated my mother, taking my father's arm as we left the house.

We drove to the bustling city center, walking slowly hand-in-hand through the flowing crowds.

To outsiders, my father and I looked like a loving older man and younger woman.

I felt many burning eyes staring at me, and some men even touched me intentionally or unintentionally. My heart pounded, so I gripped my father's hand even tighter, finally feeling... We felt much safer.

Finally, we returned home laden with bags and packages, but before we could even settle in, Dad was urging me to put on that lingerie and show it to him.

Seeing his eagerness, I found it amusing and changed into the sexy lingerie. Dad's eyes widened, circling me and praising me.

Seeing that he was only looking and not touching me, I got a little impatient and muttered, "Dad, look at you, are you really that good-looking? Are you even better looking than when I'm naked?"

Seeing my objection, Dad quickly pulled me into his arms, caressing my vulva and chuckling intimately, "You naughty daughter, even more impatient than your father! Let me feel if your little pussy is already wet?" "Ugh, it's all your fault!" "My Bingbing is getting more and more wanton. Don't worry, Daddy will use his big cock to relieve your itching right away."

After saying that, Daddy started unbuckling his belt, and I hurriedly helped him unbutton his shirt. Soon we were both naked, and our two warm bodies couldn't wait to intertwine tightly again.

Daddy pressed heavily on my body, his thick and hard penis thrusting hard into my wet and hot hole.

After Daddy's vigorous thrusting, the itching and depression in my hole were instantly swept away, and I couldn't help but tighten my legs. She hooked her arms around her father's waist, pressing her body even closer to him, rubbing her full breasts against his chest, and even sending her tongue into his mouth, stimulating his already uncontrollable desire.

Just as my father and I were in the midst of our lovemaking, the phone suddenly rang urgently. My father and I were both startled. He held me and sat up, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly picked up the receiver, put it to his ear, and asked, "Who is it?" Immediately, a smile appeared on his face, and he said excitedly, "Is this Lizhen? How was your fun? Are you tired?" My father listened to my mother's words while looking at me. Obviously, my mother had mentioned me. My father smiled and said, "We've eaten. Bingbing and I are both fine, don't worry." "

Bingbing is very obedient. She's reading in her room right now. What? Okay, wait a moment."

After saying that, Dad covered the receiver with his hand and whispered to me, "Mom wants to talk to you. Be careful, don't give anything away."

I nodded, my hand trembling slightly as I took the receiver. This was the first time I'd ever called Mom under these circumstances. At that moment, Dad's penis was still hard and pressing against my vagina, and I was still immersed in the pleasure of making love with Dad.

I waited a moment, trying to calm myself down, before whispering, "Mom." Immediately, Mom's familiar voice came from the other end of the line, "Bingbing? Studying? Missing Mom? How's your eating these past two days? Do you like Dad's cooking?" “Of course I miss Mom! Dad’s cooking isn’t as good as yours, but it’s alright.”

Bingbing, why do you sound so weak? Are you feeling unwell? “Maybe it’s because I’ve been reading for too long, I’m a little dizzy.”

“Bingbing, don’t study too hard. Let Dad take you out to play more often.”

At this moment, Dad was making things worse. He reached out and fondled my breasts, and slowly began to thrust his penis into my vagina. I was afraid of giving myself away, but I didn’t dare to speak up. I could only hit Dad’s hand and glare angrily at him, while lying to Mom in a gentle voice.

This scene was incredibly exciting. My mother would never have imagined that I was sitting naked in my father's lap, making love, while simultaneously trying to talk to her on the phone. Several times, my father's actions almost made me scream, but my mother was so talkative that I could only listen patiently, trying to suppress the overwhelming pleasure.

But my father seemed to be testing my willpower, lowering his head to suckle my nipple noisily, occasionally licking it gently. I couldn't express my discomfort, and finally, I couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah!" Luckily, I covered the microphone in time so my mother wouldn't hear.

After my mother finished explaining her situation, I was sweating profusely with anxiety.

Mom spoke to Dad for a few more minutes before hanging up.

Dad chuckled and said, "Bingbing, wasn't that fun? The way you talked to Mom was so funny."

I playfully hit Dad, angrily saying, "You're so naughty! Mom almost found out!

Dad, you're still laughing! If I'd known you were teasing me like that, I should have told Mom you were raping me and let her come back and deal with you!"

"Alright, Daddy's a pervert, and now I'm going to rape my precious daughter."

With that, Daddy grabbed my slender waist, his huge penis pressing heavily against my cervix. I couldn't help but moan softly, frowning as I said, "Daddy, be gentle! I'm not ready yet! Your big cock is hitting my G-spot!" "Good, Bingbing, that's what rape is all about!" "Okay, Daddy, if you don't make me feel good today, I'll tell Mommy."

"Don't worry, my good daughter, Daddy will make you feel amazing today."

After the initial shock, Daddy and I regained our passion and plunged into another tense, exciting, and breathtakingly wild sexual encounter.

This scene repeated itself over the next few days. Whenever we were at home, my dad and I would be naked, so we could make love and play without any restrictions at any time. We became even more unrestrained, leaving traces of our lovemaking in every corner of the room, on the bed, on the floor, and in the bathroom.

As Mom's return drew closer, our revelry grew increasingly wild; this opportunity was so precious to Dad and me.

Finally, Mom came back, and our carnival came to an end, returning the house to its usual tranquility.

But those unforgettable six days and seven nights will forever remain in my heart, and I began a new wait, hoping for the next carnival with Dad.

Before I knew it, summer vacation arrived, and my inappropriate relationship with Dad had been going on for almost two months. During

this time, whenever we had the chance, we would make love wildly.

Because Dad liked to ejaculate inside me without a condom, and fearing I might have an accident, he bought birth control pills for me to take regularly.

Actually, I'm already very content to be close to my dad often.

But there's still a small regret: I can't make love with him without any inhibitions. I always have to be extra careful, afraid of being discovered by my mom. Then

the opportunity came.

That evening at dinner, my mom suddenly said that some friends had invited her to travel out of town for about a week, and she couldn't decide, wanting to ask my dad and me for our opinions.

This was incredible news for me; I was so happy I almost fainted.

I imagine my dad felt about the same way.

My dad and I started enthusiastically encouraging my mom to go on the trip.

After hesitating for a while, my mom finally made up her mind.

Mom asked me again if I wanted to go, and of course I didn't. I lied and said I wanted to stay home and study.

Mom didn't force me; instead, she praised me for being sensible and knowing how to study.

Finally, Mom was still a little worried that Dad wouldn't be able to take good care of me.

Dad smiled and patted my head, saying with a double meaning, "Lizhen, don't worry, go and have fun. I'll take good care of my daughter."

Dad drove Mom to the train station to meet her friends, while I stayed home, excitedly and anxiously waiting for Dad to come home.

For a whole week, Dad and I could spend time together without any restrictions.

What could be happier than this? This was something I had dreamed of for so many days.

Oh my god! Am I dreaming? Why hasn't Daddy come back yet? My mind raced with anxious thoughts, and I paced back and forth in my room.

Around noon, I finally heard familiar footsteps outside the door—Dad was back!

I quickly welcomed him in and eagerly jumped into his arms.

Before I could even speak, I was silenced by a passionate kiss from Dad. We kissed for a long time before finally separating.

I asked sweetly, "Dad, why were you gone for so long? I was so worried!"

"I wanted to come back quickly too, to pamper my little darling.

But I got stuck in traffic, so I'm late and made Bingbing wait."

"Mom said you should take good care of me, Dad, you promised, so don't go back on your word!" I pleaded with Dad.

“Of course Dad won’t go back on his word. I’ve already told the company. I have the week off, so I can spend every day with my Bingbing. Are you satisfied now?” I kissed my dad and said happily, “Is it true, Dad? You’re so good.”

“Okay, now Dad will keep his promise and start ‘taking good care’ of you.”

Dad picked me up and walked towards his and Mom’s bedroom.

I nestled obediently in Dad’s arms, feeling incredibly excited. This was because I had never made love on my parents’ big bed before, and today I could finally play on such a spacious bed.

Dad gently placed me on the bed and started undressing. For some reason, I had been eagerly anticipating this moment, but now that it was here, I felt a little lost, just blushing and staring blankly at him.

Dad quickly undressed himself, and seeing I didn't move, he smiled and asked, "Bingbing, what's wrong? Are you embarrassed? I'm all undressed, it's your turn."

I then realized Dad wanted me to undress myself, so I blushed and slowly began to take off my

clothes. Since Dad always undressed me, I felt quite shy doing it myself today.

Dad sat on the edge of the bed, watching with great interest, occasionally picking up my underwear and smelling it.

Soon I was naked too, and seeing Dad staring intently at my body, I shyly hid in his arms.

Dad pressed my breasts, gently kneading them, and asked, "What's wrong with you today? It's not like it's the first time between Bingbing and Dad, why are you so shy?

Remember, this week, we must put all our anxieties and worries aside and fully immerse ourselves in the experience so we can have fun and enjoy ourselves.

Understand?" I blushed, blinked my big eyes, and nodded to Dad.

Dad took my fingers and gently pressed my pink nipples, saying, "Your breasts are so alluring, any man would drool over them.

My dear daughter, your breasts seem to have gotten bigger than before, feel them yourself."

I touched them and felt that my breasts were indeed much fuller than before, and even softer and smoother. I think this is inseparable from the frequent kneading and caressing by Dad and me! Suddenly, a question popped into my head, so I asked, "Dad, do you like my breasts more, or Mom's?" This question seemed to put Dad in a difficult position. He scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then said, "Actually, I like both your breasts and Mom's breasts very much.

You're still developing, so your breasts aren't as big as Mom's, and your nipples are smaller, but they're firmer.

Besides that, I can't really tell which one I like more."

Dad played with my breasts for a while, then lowered his head and sucked on my nipple, gently licking it with the tip of his tongue from time to time.

He also rubbed my thighs with his hands, finally pressing and teasing my vulva.

I leaned weakly against Dad's chest, moaning softly.

But Dad kept attacking my left breast, neglecting my right one. I complained, a little annoyed, "Dad, you're so biased!" Dad didn't react at first, asking in confusion, "How am I biased?" "Of course you're biased! Otherwise, why would Dad always kiss the left one? Isn't my right breast fun?" I rubbed my right breast aroused, pouting, protesting to Dad.

Dad suddenly realized, laughing, "Bingbing, Dad likes you the way you are right now.

Okay! Dad admits his mistake and will correct it right away."

After saying that, Dad started playing with my right breast again, while vigorously rubbing my left breast.

I felt very comfortable and excited. I twisted my body, reaching out to press Dad's head down, hoping he would use more force.

Seeing that I was aroused, Dad inserted his finger into my tender hole, squeezing and rotating it inside. Under this intense stimulation, my juices flowed uncontrollably.

Suddenly, Dad remembered something, got up, and took something from the bedside table. When I saw it, my face turned red.

It turned out that Dad had taken out an electric dildo. I had seen Dad play with it for Mom before, and every time it was inserted into Mom's vagina, she seemed to enjoy it very much. I had never tried it myself and had always wanted to try it.

I was so excited when Dad took it out today. Dad went back to bed, spread my legs, and gently pressed the dildo against my vulva. With a little force, he inserted the entire dildo into my vagina, leaving only the wire outside. Then he pressed the switch, and I immediately felt the dildo vibrate violently inside my vagina.

The pleasure was like a powerful electric current that instantly swept through my body, and my body writhed incessantly. It was so wonderful; I was almost going crazy.

I gripped my breasts tightly, moaning loudly, "Ah, so beautiful, Daddy! My pussy is melting! It's so beautiful!"

Daddy was also very excited, increasing the intensity of the dildo's vibrations level by level, and stroking my trembling body with his hands. He asked me excitedly, "How is it, you little slut? Isn't it comfortable? Your mother also really likes this pleasure stick.

Come on, good daughter, rub Daddy's cock."

I obediently grasped Daddy's big, hard penis, which was as hard as an iron rod, and vigorously stroked it.

Daddy also kept pinching my nipples. We were both surrounded by extreme pleasure, and we both let out satisfied moans.

After a while, Daddy couldn't hold back any longer, so he took out the dildo and immediately inserted his big penis into my pussy, and then began to thrust vigorously.

I felt that Dad's penis was especially hard and hot today. After only a few dozen thrusts, I had already ejaculated.

I looked at Dad with lustful eyes, thinking how mighty and brave he was. My heart was about to melt, and I couldn't help but moan, "Ah, Daddy, your big cock is killing me! I feel so good! You're hitting my G-spot again! Harder! My little pussy is so beautiful!" Dad thrust hard for a while, then got a little tired and lay back on the bed, gesturing for me to sit on him.

I had never tried this position before, and I awkwardly knelt on Dad's body, grasped his penis, and sat down on it.

But because I had no experience, I failed several times.

Finally, with my father's help, I managed to get his large penis into my vagina. Following his instructions, I slowly wiggled my hips, letting his penis rub and rotate inside my vagina. The hard glans scraped against the tender flesh, a tingling and itchy sensation that felt incredibly good.

Then, my father told me to move up and down, so I started swaying my round hips, moving up and down.

Each time I sat down, his penis pressed heavily against my cervix, causing my body to tremble violently. The intense stimulation was exhilarating, and I groaned loudly, constantly increasing the speed of my movements.

My breasts heaved violently, truly a sight to behold.

Just as I was immersed in this unparalleled pleasure, I felt someone watching me from above.

I jerked my head up and saw my parents' wedding photo above the bed. My mother, wearing a white wedding dress, was smiling at me, and my face flushed instantly.

But I quickly forgot about that; instead, I found it exciting to make love with my father under my mother's gaze.

I rubbed my breasts incessantly, looking into my mother's eyes, and cried out loudly, "Oh, I can't take it anymore, Daddy, you're so good, I'm coming again!" This position was very pleasurable, but the downside was that it was very physically demanding. I lasted for about ten minutes before I was drenched in sweat.

Seeing that I couldn't hold on any longer, my father sat up, pushed me down onto the bed, pinned my thighs down, and began to thrust wildly.

This relentless onslaught overwhelmed my mind with waves of pleasure, leaving me only with the thought of his massive penis penetrating deeper and harder into my vagina.

Dad thrust hundreds more times before finally ejaculating.

After this breathtaking battle, we were both exhausted, simply smiling at each other.

After a long while, I finally felt a bit more energetic. I lay on top of my dad, kissing him repeatedly, and whispered, "Daddy, you were so strong today! It felt so good, so comfortable.

Let's start again, I want it again."

My dad stroked my buttocks and laughed, "Good daughter, you weren't bad today either.

In bed, you're becoming more and more like your mom, like a little slut.

But Daddy isn't ready yet, I have to wait a little longer."

"Why not now? I can't wait."

"Look at Daddy's dick, you've bullied it so much it can't even lift its head, how can I play with you?" I looked and saw that Daddy's once majestic big dick had become limp and without any power. I quickly grabbed Daddy's dick and kneaded it hard.

His dick hardened a little, but it was still far from its best state. I

was getting a little anxious. I pouted and looked at my dad, asking, "Dad, is there any way to make my penis grow bigger faster?" "Of course there is! As long as my good daughter is willing to give Dad oral sex, then Dad's penis will grow bigger very quickly."

"Oral sex?" I asked, puzzled.

I had thought oral sex simply meant a man licking a girl's vagina with his mouth and tongue.

Hearing this, I blushed deeply, squeezed his penis hard, and said coquettishly, "Dad, you're so naughty!" "Good daughter, just let Dad have some fun, Dad licks your little vagina all the time!" I shook my head, blushing.

Dad continued, "Come on, good daughter.

You know Mom loves licking penises the most.

Come on, try it, you'll definitely like it."

Seeing the expectant look in my father's eyes, my heart softened. I leaned over and grasped his penis, rubbing it a few times.

I opened my mouth and took his penis in.

Although it wasn't erect yet, it filled my mouth completely, making it hard to breathe.

I didn't know what to do next, so I opened my eyes and looked at my father. I saw that he had his eyes closed, his mouth open, and he was moaning softly, his face full of ecstasy.

I remembered how my mother gave my father oral sex, so I imitated her, using my mouth to stroke his penis up and down.

Sure enough, his penis quickly grew thicker and harder in my mouth. My mouth felt like it was about to burst, and the huge glans kept pressing against my throat, making me almost suffocate.

As the large penis moved in and out of my small mouth, I suddenly felt a strange urge and began to stroke it even harder, naturally licking it with my tender tongue.

I became more and more excited as I sucked, and Dad kept letting out heavy groans, incoherently calling out: "Ah... Bingbing... you learn so fast... it feels so good... faster... yes! Just like that... with my tongue... licking the glans hard... ah..." By this time, Dad's penis had become extremely thick and hard. I tried my best, but my small mouth could only barely fit the glans and a small part of the penis.

Gradually, I figured out some of the tricks of oral sex, and my movements became much more skilled.

I licked his glans incessantly, like eating a lollipop, even mischievously biting it lightly with my teeth, which only excited Dad more.

He panted excitedly and pressed my head down, allowing his penis to penetrate deeper into my mouth.

So this is what oral sex is like—stimulating and fun! His penis kept getting bigger and harder in my mouth; the feeling was wonderful. No wonder Mom loved licking Dad's penis so much.

I thought to myself as I sucked on his penis.

I must admit, this one time of oral sex had completely captivated me.

I sucked harder and harder, until his entire penis was glistening with oil, looking quite beautiful.

Suddenly, Dad patted my head, indicating that it was time.

Although I wasn't quite done yet, my pussy was starting to itch unbearably, so I kissed the glans again before sitting up.

I wiped my mouth, still wanting more, and Dad smiled sheepishly.

He chuckled and pulled me into his arms, kneading my breasts, saying, "Bingbing, Daddy's cock tastes good, doesn't it? I told you you'd like it. The way you were sucking it just now made you look like a little slut."

"Who said I liked it?" I blushed, arguing, "If Daddy hadn't forced me, I wouldn't have bothered sucking your dirty, smelly cock. I even hurt my teeth just now." "

Okay, since you hate Daddy's cock so much, then Daddy won't put it in your pussy."

I panicked as soon as I heard that, punching my dad angrily and saying, "Dad, you're so mean! You didn't keep your word!

Wait till Mom comes back, she'll tell me you didn't take good care of me, and... and you bullied me!" "

Okay, Bingbing, stop it.

Dad was just kidding! You actually took it seriously.

Lie down properly, let Dad fuck your little cunt."

I really needed it then, so I immediately did as Dad asked and lay down on my side.

Dad lifted one of my thighs, first rubbing my vulva with his hand, then thrusting his big cock hard into my cunt, thrusting quickly. This time Dad was even more vigorous, fucking me continuously for almost an hour, changing positions several times, until he finally filled my cunt with hot, thick semen.

After a long period of fun, my dad and I were both exhausted, and soon we fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, I found that night had fallen.

I don't know when my dad got up, but I lay lazily on the bed, reminiscing about our passionate encounter that afternoon, and I couldn't help but get excited again.

Just then, I saw my dad come in with a towel wrapped around his waist.

I asked him where he had been, and he laughed, patting my bottom, and said, "I played all afternoon, and you're all dirty.

I've already filled the tub; let's take a bath first, then eat, okay?" I was excited to hear that my dad wanted to bathe with me, but also a little embarrassed, since I hadn't bathed with anyone in many years.

I nodded shyly and said, "Okay."

Dad picked me up, smiling, and said, "Bingbing, still blushing?

It's not the first time. You know, when you were little, Dad used to bathe you all the time!" I struggled shyly, but Dad tickled my armpits, making me giggle incessantly, so I had to beg him for mercy. "

Good girl, that's how you behave,"

Dad said with a smile, stroking my nose.

I nestled obediently in Dad's arms, letting his large hands wash away the sweat and traces left from our lovemaking.

Dad was very gentle and careful, scrubbing my soft skin, then applying shower gel evenly and meticulously to my neck, breasts, lower abdomen, and back, massaging it back and forth.

I felt incredibly comfortable, and my nipples hardened again without me even realizing it.

Dad noticed I was aroused and began to play with my breasts.

My breasts, coated in lotion, were even smoother, bouncing like eels in his large hands, which only increased his arousal. Finally, he pressed his face against my breasts, rubbing them back and forth.

When he looked up, his face was covered in soapy liquid from my breasts, which made me chuckle.

Then Dad had me sit on the edge of the bathtub, spread my legs, and began washing my vulva.

He parted my labia, carefully wiping the tender flesh, occasionally licking it with his tongue.

His teasing aroused me, and my desire surged, my juices flowing freely.

Finally, I stuck out my round bottom again, letting Dad lather my thighs, buttocks, and even my anus with shower gel. Then Dad picked up the showerhead and rinsed me clean.

Finally finished, Dad sat in the water, carefully examining me after my bath. I felt a little embarrassed and quickly hid in the water.

"Bingbing, you're done washing. Now it's your turn to serve Dad."

"Dad, you're so naughty, always teasing me!"

Although I protested verbally, I secretly found it quite amusing.

I went to Dad's side, picked up a bath towel, and began to wash his body.

My breasts swayed back and forth with my movements, occasionally brushing against Dad's body.

Every time our skin touched, I felt a tingling, electric sensation throughout my body.

Finally, it was time to wash Dad's penis; it had become thick and strong again.

I poured shower gel into my palm and then grasped his penis, rubbing it.

Soon, Dad's penis became higher and harder, almost too big for my small hands to grasp.

Dad seemed to enjoy it, his large hands cupping and caressing my breasts from below, occasionally letting out soft, satisfied moans.

I carefully washed Dad's penis, not even missing the smegma inside the coronal sulcus.

Next, I turned my attention to his scrotum, gently holding it, feeling the two testicles rotating in my palm.

This direct stimulation excited Dad even more, and he unconsciously increased the pressure of kneading my breasts, causing me to moan incessantly.

Dad, panting heavily, suddenly stood up and made me turn around.

I knew Dad wanted it again, so I obediently lay down on the edge of the bathtub, raising my round, pink buttocks, waiting for Dad to penetrate me.

In fact, after the teasing just now, my desire had become burning fiercely.

Dad held my buttocks with one hand and grasped his penis with the other, aiming at my wet pussy, and with a "plop," he thrust it in all the way.

Because his penis was covered in bath gel, it was especially slippery, moving in and out of my pussy without any resistance.

My father's thrusts intensified, my petite body swaying violently, my breasts bobbing like IV drips beneath him.

I moaned incessantly, unable to resist reaching out to grab my breasts, desperately jerking my hips back to allow his large penis to penetrate even deeper.

Our movements grew faster and faster, our bodies writhing like springs.

In the bathroom, my wanton moans and my father's deep breathing mingled, swirling in the misty air—a scene of utter debauchery.

My father relentlessly violated me, seemingly trying to release all his passion into my vagina.

My back ached from standing, but my father showed no sign of stopping; I could only struggle to hold on.

Finally, Dad's long-suppressed passion erupted. He pressed himself tightly against my body, his hands gripping my breasts tightly, spraying his burning white desire into my body.

I collapsed weakly into Dad's arms, his half-erect penis still inside me.

Dad kissed the sweat on his temples with boundless tenderness, gently massaging my still aroused body.

After a while, I felt Dad's penis harden again, but after the series of fierce battles, I was exhausted and hungry, unable to continue.

I asked somewhat fearfully, "Dad, you were so amazing today, do you want more? But I..." Dad understood my unease and smiled, "Dad was really happy today, but I'm a little hungry now."

"Let's eat first, then we can play!" I nodded, blushing, and we washed ourselves clean again.

Leaving the bathroom, I glanced at the time and was shocked—my dad and I had been in the bathroom for almost two hours! We hadn't eaten for half a day, but Mom wasn't home, so we had to fend for ourselves.

After a flurry of activity, we finally cooked a few dishes.

But after tasting them, both Dad and I frowned.

Apparently, one dish was under-salted, and another was burnt.

But we were starving, so we wolfed it down.

After dinner, I felt much more energetic.

Dad and I sat naked in the living room, chatting and laughing.

My father gently stroked my slightly swollen vulva, telling dirty jokes.

This made my cheeks flush, and I giggled shyly. My vagina started to heat up again, and I began to leak vaginal fluid.

My father asked me, "Do you want to watch porn?" I asked, puzzled, "What's porn?" My father laughed and said, "It's very good."

He went into the bedroom, quickly brought out a videotape, inserted it into the VCR, and put it on.

After watching for a few minutes, I was already blushing. So porn was just pornographic videotapes; I had only heard of them before.

I was a little curious, but also a little embarrassed. However, under my father's persuasion, I could only watch on, my face still red.

This film mainly depicted a midnight pervert who lurked in a building, waiting for an opportunity to rape single women.

The steamy sex scenes in the film were an eye-opener for me, making me incredibly excited and breathless with tension.

My father, meanwhile, was explaining things while caressing my breasts and even taking my hand to stroke his already erect penis.

Before I knew it, the film was over, but I was still immersed in those erotic and stimulating scenes.

My father turned off the video camera, stood in front of me, his erect penis dangling in front of my eyes. I glanced at him, then without hesitation, grasped his penis and put it in my mouth.

His penis swelled and swelled in my mouth, which felt incredibly stimulating, and I licked it vigorously.

But his penis was too big for my mouth; even with all my strength, I could only take in about a third of it.

So I took his penis out of my mouth and licked it little by little, even the base.

Dad seemed very satisfied with my progress. While enjoying my oral sex, he would occasionally brush the hair that fell in front of my eyes, so he could clearly see my expression during the act. I imagine I must have looked incredibly lewd.

Thinking about this gave me a strange excitement, and I became bolder and more unrestrained in teasing Dad's penis, occasionally looking up shyly at his reaction, and even taking the time to stroke his buttocks.

Dad, not to be outdone, reached out and kneaded my full breasts, rubbing my already erect nipples.

Dad's teasing aroused my desire even more.

As I licked my father's penis, I spread my legs, revealing my already overflowing vulva.

I no longer cared about being embarrassed; I used my fingers to part my labia and forcefully poked inside my vagina.

My father was also extremely excited; his penis was erect to its maximum.

He held my head down and began rapidly thrusting his penis in and out of my mouth, as if treating my mouth as a vagina.

Each thrust almost reached my throat, and I could only passively let the thick penis slide rapidly in my mouth, feeling difficulty breathing.

The scene before me quickly reminded me of the porn I had just watched; wasn't that the same pervert who raped a young girl? And my father's current state wasn't much different from that pervert's.

Gradually, I felt as if I had become the violated girl in that film, being wantonly raped by a pervert.

It was so exciting! I vigorously rubbed my breasts, moaning softly, experiencing the pleasure of being raped.

Suddenly, I remembered the pervert in the film ejaculating into the girl's mouth and forcing her to swallow. Would my father do the same? I had once secretly watched my father ejaculate in my mother's mouth, and she happily swallowed it.

I've always found it hard to accept this kind of sex, but now, the situation made me somewhat eager to try it.

Just as I was filled with inner conflict, I heard my father let out a low growl, and his penis trembled violently in my mouth, spurting out thick, hot semen like bullets.

Before I could react, much of it had already been swallowed, leaving a burning sensation in my stomach.

My father didn't withdraw his penis until the last drop was ejaculated, but it remained erect.

I tasted the remaining semen in my mouth; it was sticky and had a strange flavor, not too bad, so I swallowed it all.

My father hugged me, smiling, and said, "Bingbing, did Daddy's semen taste good?" I rolled my eyes at him, feigning anger, and said, "It tastes good? It's awful!" Dad, you're so mean! You didn't even tell me beforehand, my tongue's burning!

Okay, Dad knows he was wrong.

But you don't know that a man's semen is a wonderful tonic for beauty, and if you girls eat it regularly, your skin will become white and tender. You

're just lying, I don't believe you! If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do.

But it's true, you can ask Mom.

You know perfectly well I wouldn't dare ask Mom, so of course you won't know if you're lying to me.

Fine, Bingbing, you're too good with words, Dad can't argue with you, let's continue playing! I grabbed Dad's penis and mischievously asked: Dad, how do you want to play with me? Dad scratched his head and said, "I haven't decided yet, my dear daughter. Let Dad put his penis inside your little pussy first, and then we'll think about it together."

I thought that was a good idea, so I got up and faced Dad, holding his penis with one hand, aiming it at my vulva, and slowly sat down. Dad's penis slid smoothly into my wet little pussy.

I hugged Dad's neck, gently swaying my round buttocks, letting Dad's penis rub against the sensitive walls of my pussy, and the teasing juices kept seeping out along the cleft of my pussy.

I felt a surge of heat inside me, like spring waves rippling, and my cheeks flushed red, my pretty eyes watery.

My father held my slender waist, silently gazing at me with boundless love and contentment in his dark eyes.

Summer vacation arrived before we knew it, and my father and I had been having an inappropriate relationship for almost two months.

During this time, whenever we had the chance, we would make love wildly.

Because my father liked to ejaculate inside me without a condom, I was worried about accidents, so I bought birth control pills and had to take them regularly.

Actually, I was already very content to be close to my father so often.

But there was still a small regret in my heart: I couldn't make love with him without any inhibitions. Every time, I had to be extra careful, afraid of being discovered by my mother.

Then, the opportunity came.

That evening at dinner, Mom suddenly mentioned that some friends had invited her to travel out of town for about a week, and she was undecided, wanting to ask Dad and me for our opinions.

This was incredible news for me; I was so happy I almost fainted.

I imagine Dad felt about the same way.

My dad and I started urging my mom to go on a trip.

She hesitated for a while, but finally made up her mind.

She then asked if I wanted to go, and naturally I didn't. I lied and said I wanted to stay home and study.

My mom didn't force me; instead, she praised me for being sensible and knowing how to study.

Finally, she was still a little worried that my dad wouldn't be able to take good care of me.

My dad smiled, patted my head, and said with a double meaning, "Lizhen, don't worry, go and have fun. I'll take good care of my daughter."

My dad drove my mom to the train station to meet her friends, while I stayed home, excitedly and anxiously waiting for him to return.

For a whole week, my dad and I could spend time together without any restrictions.

What could make me happier than this? This is what I've been dreaming about for days.

Oh my god! Am I dreaming? Why hasn't Dad come back yet? I was lost in thought, restless and pacing anxiously around the room.

Around noon, I finally heard familiar footsteps outside the door. Dad was back!

I quickly welcomed him in and eagerly rushed into his arms.

I had barely opened my mouth to speak when Dad's passionate kiss silenced me. We kissed for a long time before finally parting.

I asked in a sweet voice, "Daddy, why were you gone for so long? I was so worried!"

"I wanted to come back quickly so I could pamper my little darling.

But I got stuck in traffic, so I'm late and made Bingbing wait."

"Mommy said you should take good care of me, Daddy, you promised yourself, so you can't go back on your word!" I pleaded with my dad.

"Of course Daddy won't go back on his word. I've already told the company. I have a week off this week, so I can spend every day with my Bingbing. Is that good enough?" I kissed my dad and said happily, "Is that true, Daddy? You're so good."

"Alright, now Daddy is going to keep his promise and start 'taking good care' of you."

Daddy picked me up and walked towards his and Mommy's bedroom.

I nestled obediently in my father's arms, my heart pounding with excitement. I had never made love on my parents' big bed before, and today I could finally play on such a spacious bed.

My father gently placed me on the bed and began to undress. For some reason, I had been eagerly anticipating this moment, but now that it was here, I felt a little lost, just blushing and staring blankly at my father.

My father quickly undressed himself, and seeing that I hadn't moved, he smiled and asked, "Bingbing, what's wrong? Are you embarrassed? I'm all undressed, it's your turn."

I then realized that my father wanted me to undress myself, so I blushed and slowly began to remove my clothes.

Because my father had always undressed me before, undressing myself today made me quite shy.

Dad sat on the edge of the bed, watching with great interest, occasionally picking up my underwear and smelling it.

Soon I was naked too, and seeing Dad staring intently at my body, I shyly hid in his arms.

Dad pressed my breasts, gently kneading them, and asked, "What's wrong with you today? It's not like it's the first time between Bingbing and Dad. Why are you so shy?

Remember, this week, we must put all our anxieties and worries aside and fully immerse ourselves in the experience. That way, we can have fun and enjoy ourselves to the fullest.

Understand?" My face flushed, I blinked my big eyes and nodded to Dad.

Dad took my fingers and gently pressed them against my pink nipples, saying, "Your breasts are so alluring, any man would drool over them.

My dear daughter, your breasts seem to have gotten bigger than before, feel them yourself."

I touched them and felt that my breasts were indeed much fuller than before, and even softer and smoother. I think this is inseparable from the frequent rubbing and caressing by Dad and me! Suddenly, a question popped into my head, so I asked, "Dad, do you like my breasts more, or Mom's?" This question seemed to put Dad in a difficult position. He scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then said, "Actually, I like both your breasts and Mom's breasts very much.

You're still developing, so your breasts aren't as big as Mom's, and your nipples are smaller, but they're firmer.

Besides that, I can't really tell which one I like more."

Dad played with my breasts for a while, then lowered his head and sucked on my nipple, gently licking it with the tip of his tongue from time to time.

He also rubbed my thighs with his hands, finally pressing and teasing my vulva.

I leaned weakly against Dad's chest, moaning softly.

But Dad kept attacking my left breast, neglecting my right one. I complained, a little annoyed, "Dad, you're so biased!" Dad didn't react at first, asking in confusion, "How am I biased?" "Of course you're biased! Otherwise, why would Dad always kiss the left one? Isn't my right breast fun?" I rubbed my right breast aroused, pouting, protesting to Dad.

Dad suddenly realized, laughing, "Bingbing, Dad likes you the way you are right now.

Okay! Dad admits his mistake and will correct it right away."

After saying that, Dad started playing with my right breast again, while vigorously rubbing my left breast.

I felt very comfortable and excited. I twisted my body, reaching out to press Dad's head down, hoping he would use more force.

Seeing that I was aroused, Dad inserted his finger into my tender hole, squeezing and rotating it inside. Under this intense stimulation, my juices flowed uncontrollably.

Suddenly, Dad remembered something, got up, and took something from the bedside table. When I saw it, my face turned red.

It turned out that Dad had taken out an electric dildo. I had seen Dad play with it for Mom before, and every time it was inserted into Mom's vagina, she seemed to enjoy it very much. I had never tried it myself and had always wanted to try it.

I was so excited when Dad took it out today. Dad went back to bed, spread my legs, and gently pressed the dildo against my vulva. With a little force, he inserted the entire dildo into my vagina, leaving only the wire outside. Then he pressed the switch, and I immediately felt the dildo vibrate violently inside my vagina.

The pleasure was like a powerful electric current that instantly swept through my body, and my body writhed incessantly. It was so wonderful; I was almost going crazy.

I gripped my breasts tightly, moaning loudly, "Ah, so beautiful, Daddy! My pussy is melting! It's so beautiful!"

Daddy was also very excited, increasing the intensity of the dildo's vibrations level by level, and stroking my trembling body with his hands. He asked me excitedly, "How is it, you little slut? Isn't it comfortable? Your mother also really likes this pleasure stick.

Come on, good daughter, rub Daddy's cock."

I obediently grasped Daddy's big, hard penis, which was as hard as an iron rod, and vigorously stroked it.

Daddy also kept pinching my nipples. We were both surrounded by extreme pleasure, and we both let out satisfied moans.

After a while, Daddy couldn't hold back any longer, so he took out the dildo and immediately inserted his big penis into my pussy, and then began to thrust vigorously.

I felt that my dad's penis was particularly hard and hot today. I ejaculated after only a few dozen thrusts.

I gazed at my father with alluring eyes, thinking how mighty and valiant he was. My heart was filled with desire, and I couldn't help but moan, "Ah, good daddy, big cock, daddy, you're killing me! I feel so good! You're hitting my G-spot again! Harder! My little pussy is so beautiful!" After thrusting for a while, my father got a little tired and lay back on the bed, gesturing for me to sit on him.

I had never tried this position before, and I awkwardly knelt on my father's body, grasped his penis, and tried to sit down on my pussy.

But because I had no experience, I failed several times.

Finally, with my father's help, I managed to sit on his big penis inside my pussy. Following my father's instructions, I slowly twisted my hips, letting his big penis rub and rotate back and forth inside my pussy. The hard glans scraped against the tender flesh of my pussy, both numb and itchy, and I felt so good.

Then Dad made me move up and down, so I started swaying my round buttocks and moving up and down.

Every time I sat down, Dad's penis pressed heavily against my cervix, and my body trembled violently. The intense stimulation made me feel very excited, and I kept moaning loudly, constantly speeding up my movements.

My breasts also shook violently, truly a surging wave.

Just as I was immersed in the unparalleled pleasure, I kept feeling someone watching me from above.

I suddenly looked up and saw Dad and Mom's wedding photo above the bed. It was Mom, wearing a white wedding dress, smiling at me. My face immediately turned red.

But soon I couldn't care less about that anymore. Instead, I found making love with my father under my mother's watchful eye exciting and thrilling.

I kept rubbing my breasts with both hands, looking into my mother's eyes, and loudly moaning, "Oh, I can't take it anymore, Daddy, you're so good, I'm coming again!" This position was very enjoyable, but the downside was that it was too physically demanding. I lasted for more than ten minutes before I was drenched in sweat.

Seeing that I couldn't hold on any longer, my father sat up, pushed me down on the bed, pressed down on my thighs, and began to thrust wildly.

This storm of attacks filled my mind with overwhelming pleasure, and I only wanted his big penis to penetrate my vagina deeper and harder.

My father thrust hundreds more times before finally ejaculating.

After this thrilling battle, we were all exhausted and could only smile at each other.

After a long while, I finally felt a bit more energetic. I lay on top of my dad, kissing him repeatedly, and whispered, "Daddy, you were so strong today! It felt so good, so comfortable.

Let's start again, I want it again."

My dad stroked my buttocks and laughed, "Good daughter, you weren't bad today either.

In bed, you're becoming more and more like your mom, like a little slut.

But Daddy isn't ready yet, I have to wait a little longer."

"Why not now? I can't wait."

"Look at Daddy's dick, you've bullied it so much it can't even lift its head, how can I play with you?" I looked and saw that Daddy's once majestic big dick had become limp and without any power. I quickly grabbed Daddy's dick and kneaded it hard.

His dick hardened a little, but it was still far from its best state.

I was getting a little anxious. I pouted and looked at my dad, asking, "Dad, is there any way to make my penis grow bigger faster?" "Of course there is! As long as you give Dad oral sex, Dad's penis will grow bigger quickly." "Oral sex?" I asked doubtfully.

"Oral sex means you suck Dad's penis with your mouth. You must have seen Mom suck my penis, it's like that."

Hearing this, I blushed and squeezed his penis hard, saying coquettishly, "Dad, you're so naughty! You're trying to bully me again! I won't do it, it's dirty!" "Good daughter, just let Dad have some fun, Dad often licks your pussy!" I shook my head, blushing. Dad continued to persuade me, "Come on, good daughter."

You know, Mom loves licking dicks.

Come on, try it, you'll love it."

Looking at Dad's expectant eyes, I softened a little, so I leaned over, grasped his penis, and rubbed it a few times.

As soon as I opened my mouth, I smelled a foul odor and frowned.

After hesitating for a long time, I finally mustered the courage, closed my eyes, and took Dad's penis into my mouth.

Although Dad's penis wasn't erect yet, it still filled my mouth completely, and the strange smell made it hard to breathe.

I didn't know what to do next. I opened my eyes and looked at my father. I saw that his eyes were tightly closed, his mouth open, and he was moaning softly, his face full of ecstasy.

I remembered how my mother gave my father oral sex, so I imitated her, using my little mouth to stroke his penis up and down.

Sure enough, his penis quickly grew thicker and harder in my mouth, my little mouth was about to burst, and the huge glans kept pressing against the back of my throat, making me almost suffocate.

As the big penis went in and out of my little mouth... Suddenly, I felt a strange urge and began to stroke it even harder, naturally licking it with my tender tongue.

The more I sucked, the more excited I became. I gradually got used to the unpleasant smell of his penis, and now I even found it somewhat pleasant.

My father kept groaning heavily, incoherently calling out, "Ah, Bingbing, you learn so fast! It feels so good! Faster! Yes, like that! Lick the glans harder with your tongue!" At this moment, my father's penis... The penis had become incredibly thick and hard. I tried my best, but my small mouth could barely fit the glans and a small portion of the shaft.

Gradually, I learned the tricks of oral sex, and my movements became much more skillful.

I licked the glans incessantly, like eating a lollipop, even mischievously biting it lightly with my teeth, which only excited Dad even more.

Dad breathed heavily with excitement and pressed my head down so that his penis could penetrate deeper into my mouth.

"So oral sex is this exciting and fun! The penis keeps getting bigger and harder in my mouth, that feeling is so wonderful. No wonder Mom loves licking Dad's penis so much." "

I thought to myself as I sucked on my dad's penis.

I have to admit, this one time of oral sex had completely captivated me.

I sucked harder and harder, licking his entire penis until it glistened, looking quite beautiful. Suddenly, my dad patted my head, indicating that it was enough.

Although I wasn't quite satisfied yet, my vagina was also becoming unbearably itchy, so I kissed the glans again before sitting up.

I wiped my mouth, still wanting more, and gave my dad an embarrassed smile.

My dad laughed and pulled me into his arms, kneading my breasts, saying, 'Bingbing, Daddy's cock tastes good, doesn't it? I told you you'd like it. The way you looked when you were sucking his cock just now was like a little slut.'

'Who said I liked it?'" "I blushed and argued, 'If Dad hadn't forced me, I wouldn't have bothered sucking your dirty, smelly cock. I even hurt my teeth just now.'

'Fine, since you hate Dad's cock so much, then Dad won't put it in your pussy.'

I got angry when I heard that and punched Dad, saying angrily, 'Dad, you're so mean! You don't keep your word.

Wait till Mom comes back and tells her you don't take good care of me and that you bullied me.'

'Alright, Bingbing, stop fooling around.

Dad was just joking! Look how seriously you took it.

Lie down and let Dad put it in your little cunt.'

I really needed it at that moment, so I immediately did as Dad asked and lay down on my side. "

Dad lifted one of my thighs, first rubbing my vulva with his hand, then forcefully thrusting his large penis into my vagina, pumping rapidly.

This time, Dad was even more vigorous, fucking me continuously for almost an hour, changing positions several times, until he finally filled my vagina with his semen.

After this long period of pleasure, Dad and I were both exhausted, and soon we both fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, I found that night had fallen.

Dad had gotten up sometime earlier. I lay lazily on the bed, reminiscing about our passionate battle that afternoon, and couldn't help but feel excited again.

Just then, I saw Dad come in, wearing a bath towel around his waist.

I asked him where he'd been, and Dad chuckled, patting my bottom. "You've been playing all afternoon, you're all dirty.

I've already filled the tub, let's take a bath before we eat, okay?" I was excited, but also a little embarrassed, since I hadn't bathed with anyone in years. I

nodded shyly and said, "Okay."

Dad picked me up, smiling, "Bingbing, still blushing?

It's not the first time. You know, when you were little, Dad used to bathe you all the time!" We went to the bathroom, and Dad put me in the large tub and sat down himself.

The bathroom was steamy, and the water was hot, making my face even redder.

Dad came closer, saying he wanted to wash me. I was still a little uncomfortable, blushing and trying to hide, saying "No," but Dad still pulled me into his arms.

I struggled shyly, but my father tickled my armpits, making me giggle incessantly. I had no choice but to beg him for mercy.

"Good girl, that's how you behave,"

my father said with a smile, gently stroking my nose.

I nestled obediently in my father's arms, letting his large hands wash away the sweat and traces left from our lovemaking.

My father was very gentle and careful, scrubbing my soft skin, then applying shower gel evenly and meticulously to my neck, breasts, lower abdomen, and back, massaging it back and forth.

I felt incredibly comfortable, and my nipples hardened again.

My father noticed I was aroused and began to play with my breasts.

My breasts, coated in lotion, were even smoother, jiggling like eels in my father's large hands. This only fueled his arousal, and he eventually pressed his face against my breasts, rubbing them back and forth.

When he looked up, his face was covered in lotion, making me chuckle.

Then, he had me sit on the edge of the bathtub, spread my legs, and began washing my vulva.

He parted my labia, carefully wiping the tender flesh, occasionally licking it with his tongue.

His teasing aroused me, and my juices flowed freely.

Finally, I lifted my round buttocks, letting him lather my thighs, buttocks, and even my anus. He then picked up the showerhead and rinsed me clean.

Finally, I finished showering. Dad sat in the water, carefully examining me after my bath. I felt a little embarrassed and quickly hid in the water.

"Bingbing, you're done showering. Now it's your turn to serve Dad."

"Dad, you're so mean! You're always teasing me!"

I protested, but secretly found it quite amusing.

I went to Dad's side, picked up a bath towel, and began washing his body.

My breasts swayed with my movements, occasionally brushing against Dad's skin.

Each touch sent shivers down my spine, a jolt of electricity through me.

Finally, it was time to wash Dad's penis. I didn't know when it had become so thick and hard again.

I poured bath soap into my palm and then rubbed his penis.

Soon, Dad's penis grew higher and harder, almost too big for my small hands to grasp.

Dad seemed to enjoy it, his large hands cupping and caressing my breasts from below, occasionally letting out soft, satisfied moans.

I carefully washed Dad's penis, not even missing the grime inside the coronal sulcus.

Next, I turned my attention to his scrotum, gently holding it, feeling the two testicles rotating in my palms.

This direct stimulation excited Dad even more, and he unconsciously increased the pressure of kneading my breasts, causing me to moan incessantly.

Dad suddenly stood up, panting heavily, and made me turn around.

I knew Dad wanted it again, so I obediently lay down on the edge of the bathtub, raising my round, pink buttocks, waiting for Dad's penetration.

In fact, after the teasing just now, my desire had become burning fiercely.

Dad held my buttocks with one hand and grasped his penis with the other, aiming it at my wet little hole, and with a "plop," he thrust it in all the way.

Because his penis was covered in shower gel, it was especially slippery, moving in and out of my little hole without any resistance.

Dad's strength kept increasing, and my petite body was shaken from side to side by the impact, my breasts swaying back and forth beneath me like IV drips.

I kept moaning softly, and couldn't help but free one hand to grab my breasts hard, desperately thrusting my buttocks back to allow Dad's big penis to penetrate even deeper.

Our movements became faster and faster, our bodies twisting like springs.

In the bathroom, my wanton moans and my father's deep breathing mingled, swirling in the misty air—a scene of utter debauchery.

My father relentlessly violated me, seemingly trying to release all his passion into my vagina.

My back ached from standing, but my father showed no sign of stopping; I could only struggle to hold on.

Finally, my father's long-suppressed passion erupted. He pressed himself tightly against my body, his hands gripping my breasts tightly, spraying his burning white semen into my body.

I collapsed weakly into my father's arms, his penis still inside me.

My father lovingly kissed the sweat from my hair, gently massaging my still aroused body.

After a while, I felt Dad's penis harden again, but after a series of fierce battles, I was exhausted and hungry, unable to continue.

A little scared, I asked, "Dad, you were so amazing today, did you want more? But I..." Dad understood my unease and smiled, "Dad was really happy today, but I'm a little hungry now.

Let's eat first, and play again afterwards!" My face flushed, and I nodded. We washed ourselves clean again.

Leaving the bathroom, I glanced at the time and was shocked. Dad and I had been in the bathroom for almost two hours! We hadn't eaten for half a day, but Mom wasn't home, so we had to fend for ourselves.

After a flurry of activity, we finally cooked a few dishes.

But after tasting them, both Dad and I frowned.

It turned out that either one dish was under-salted or another was burnt.

But we were so hungry that we ate like wolves after dinner, and felt much more energetic.

My dad and I sat naked in the living room, chatting and laughing.

My dad gently stroked my slightly swollen vulva, telling some dirty jokes.

My cheeks flushed red, and I giggled coquettishly. My vagina started to heat up again, and it kept leaking fluid.

Dad asked me, "Do you want to watch an adult video?" I asked in confusion, "What's an adult video?" Dad laughed and said, "It's really good."

He went into the bedroom, quickly brought out a videotape, inserted it into the VCR, and put it on.

After watching for a few minutes, I was already blushing and my ears were burning. So, an adult video was a pornographic videotape; I had only heard of it before.

I was a little curious, but also a little embarrassed. However, under Dad's persuasion, I had no choice but to watch it with a red face.

This film mainly depicted a midnight pervert who lurked in a building, waiting for an opportunity to rape single women.

The steamy sex scenes in the film opened my eyes and made me very excited, so nervous that I could hardly breathe.

My father, while explaining, caressed my breasts and even took my hand to stroke his already erect penis.

Before I knew it, the video was over, but I was still engrossed in the erotic and stimulating scenes.

My father turned off the video player, stood in front of me, his erect penis dangling before my eyes. I glanced at him, then without hesitation, grasped his penis and put it in my mouth.

His penis swelled and swelled in my mouth, which felt incredibly stimulating, and I licked it vigorously.

But his penis was too big for my mouth; even with all my strength, I could only take in about a third of it.

So I removed it from my mouth and licked it little by little from the outside, even the base.

My father seemed very satisfied with my progress. While enjoying my oral sex, he would occasionally brush the hair that fell in front of my eyes, allowing him to clearly see my expression during the act. I imagine I must have looked incredibly lewd.

Thinking about this aroused a strange excitement within me. I became increasingly bold and unrestrained in teasing my father's penis, occasionally glancing shyly at his reaction, and even taking the time to caress his buttocks.

My father, equally assertive, reached out and kneaded my full breasts, rubbing my already erect nipples. His

teasing aroused me greatly.

While licking his penis, I spread my legs, revealing my already overflowing vulva.

I no longer cared about being embarrassed. I used my fingers to separate my labia and forcefully poked inside my vagina.

Dad was also extremely excited; his penis was erect to its maximum.

He held my head down and began rapidly thrusting his penis in and out of my mouth, as if treating my mouth as a vagina.

Each thrust almost reached my throat, and I could only passively let the thick penis slide rapidly in my mouth, feeling breathless.

The scene before me quickly reminded me of the pornographic film I had just watched. Wasn't that the same pervert who raped a girl in the film? And Dad's appearance now wasn't much different from that pervert.

Gradually, I felt as if I had become that violated girl in the film, being wantonly raped by a pervert.

It was so exciting! I rubbed my breasts vigorously, moaning softly, savoring the pleasure of being raped.

Suddenly, I remembered the pervert in the film who ejaculated into the girl's mouth and forced her to swallow. Would my father do the same? I had once secretly watched my father ejaculate in my mother's mouth, and she happily swallowed it.

I've always found this kind of sex difficult to accept, but the current situation was making me somewhat eager.

Just as I was filled with inner conflict, I heard my father let out a low growl, his penis trembling violently in my mouth, and streams of scalding, thick semen, which had been brewing for a long time, sprayed into my mouth like bullets.

Before I could react, much of the semen had already been swallowed, and I felt a burning sensation in my stomach.

Dad didn't pull out his penis until the last drop of semen was ejaculated, but it didn't soften; it remained erect.

I tasted the semen remaining in my mouth; it was sticky and had a strange flavor, but it wasn't too bad, so I swallowed it all.

Dad hugged me and smiled, saying, "Bingbing, does Daddy's semen taste good?" I rolled my eyes at him, feigning anger, and said, "Good? It tastes awful! Daddy, you're so mean! You didn't even tell me beforehand, my tongue is burning!"

"Alright, Daddy knows he was wrong.

But you don't know that a man's semen is a wonderful tonic for beauty. If you girls eat it often, your skin will become white and tender."

"You're just lying, I don't believe you!" "If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do.

But it's true, you can ask Mommy."

"You know perfectly well I wouldn't dare ask Mommy, so of course you won't know if you're lying to me."

"Alright, Bingbing, you're too good with words. Daddy can't argue with you. Let's keep playing!" I grabbed Daddy's penis and asked mischievously, "Daddy, how do you want to play with me?" Daddy scratched his head and said, "I haven't decided yet. Good daughter, let Daddy's penis go into your hole first, and then we'll think about it together."

I thought that was a good idea, so I got up and faced Daddy, holding his penis with one hand, aiming at my vaginal opening, and slowly sat down. Daddy's penis slid smoothly into my wet little hole.

I wrapped my arms around my father's neck, gently swaying my round buttocks, letting his penis rub against the sensitive walls of my vagina, causing the lustful fluids to seep out incessantly along the opening. I felt a surge of heat within me, like spring waves rippling, and my cheeks flushed red. My father, holding my slender waist, also silently gazed at me, his dark eyes filled with boundless love and satisfaction.

Suddenly, I saw my father sighing and shaking his head, which puzzled me. I quickly asked, "Dad, what's wrong? Why are you sighing?" My father stroked my cheek and after a while said, "Nothing, Bingbing.

I just suddenly thought that although we can still play together now, one day you will leave me and go to another man's arms.

Thinking about this makes me a little sad.

Bingbing, do you think I'm being a little selfish?" I didn't understand what my father meant, but hearing that my father and I were going to be separated made me very worried.

So I squeezed my father's penis tightly and hugged him tightly, as if I was afraid that he would disappear from my side at any moment.

Innocently, she said, "Dad, don't worry, I'll only love you, one man. I'll stay with you my whole life, and I'll only let you play by yourself, I won't go anywhere."

Her father was deeply moved, smiled, and pinched her nose, saying, "Silly child, that's impossible.

We're father and daughter after all. When you grow up, you'll still get married.

At that time, as long as you haven't forgotten your father and come back to visit when you have time, your father will be content.

I wonder what good deeds my future son-in-law accumulated in his past life." "You're so lucky to have such a beautiful daughter like me."

I finally understood what my father meant, and nestled shyly into his arms, pouting, "Dad, what are you saying?

I don't want to get married, I want to marry Dad."

My father smiled and shook his head, saying, "Wouldn't that be bigamy?

Okay, let's not talk about that.

But it's alright, at least until you get married, you still belong to Dad.

I'll cherish you.

Sit up, let Dad fuck your little cunt again."

As my father instructed, I straightened up. He supported my buttocks and slowly laid me down on the bed, his penis remaining inside me throughout.

He lowered himself and began to slowly thrust in and out.

I opened my eyes slightly, watching my father rise and fall on top of me, contracting my vaginal muscles in rhythm with his thrusts, trying to deepen and intensify the wonderful sensation.

This time, my father's attacks were not as fierce as before, but gentle as a light drizzle.

His large penis slid slowly inside me, thrusting deeply and shallowly, the hard glans gently kissing the tender walls of my vagina.

My father's hands were also busy, constantly playing with my breasts.

My father had aroused me to the point of madness, and I swayed my body gently, letting out soft moans.

Suddenly, he stopped, telling me to sit up and let him masturbate me.

Obedient to him, I held onto his shoulders, swaying my round hips gracefully, allowing his large penis to move freely inside me.

He cupped my face in his hands, kissing me tenderly. He

kissed from my forehead to my eyelids, then along my delicate nose, finally kissing my alluring cherry lips.

I extended my tongue, which he immediately took into his mouth, sucking it vigorously.

After a long while, Dad finally released my tongue, gently pinching my nipple and smiling as he said, "Bingbing, Dad really loves you more and more now.

Do you remember the first time we made love? You were still so embarrassed and shy. Look at you now, like a little slut."

"Dad, stop talking.

You don't even spare your own daughter, what kind of father are you? You 're

making fun of me like this.

If you say it again, I won't play with you anymore!" I protested shyly, but my lower body continued to move.

Dad also pressed my buttocks with both hands, kneading my plump buttocks forcefully.

He continued to tease me, saying, "Good daughter, isn't this more fun?

Last time when we were having sex, you were worried that Daddy's big cock would hurt your tender little hole. Are you still worried now?

After playing with Daddy's hole so many times, your icy little hole is still so tight, it feels so good to grip my cock. Daddy doesn't want to pull out."

So I squeezed my hole even tighter and said lewdly, "Since Daddy likes my hole so much, don't pull your big cock out. Let's stay like this forever, like conjoined twins, okay?" Daddy happily thrust his penis into my hole a few times and said humorously, "That would be good, but what about going to the toilet? We can't even go out."

"Then we can," I said, but I couldn't think of a good solution for the moment, so I could only whine, "Okay, Dad, you've already made me dizzy, let's not talk about this anymore."

As I spoke, I kept wiggling my buttocks, letting Dad's penis go in and out of my peach blossom cave.

But after all, I was young and weak, and soon I was already covered in sweat.

At the same time, I also felt that this was not very satisfying, so I whispered and begged, "Dad, I'm out of energy, you can do it to me instead!" "Bingbing, you can't beg Dad like that, louder, more lewd, you have to be like a little slut, that way Dad will be more excited when he's fucking me, and you'll feel more pleasure."

Dad said with a lewd grin.

By this time, I was burning with lust, my mind only thinking about my father's big cock forcefully fucking my pussy. My girlish shyness had long since vanished. Without thinking, I cried out in a wanton voice, "Daddy, Bingbing's pussy is so itchy, so wet! Please, Daddy, use your big cock to fuck Bingbing's wet pussy hard, fuck your slutty daughter to death!

Good Daddy, is that alright?" My father was somewhat surprised by my words, but then laughed and said, "Good Bingbing, Daddy hasn't spoiled you for nothing. Come on, let Daddy fuck your pussy properly."

With that, my father got up, pinned me down, and began thrusting vigorously.

My vulva was already overflowing with wetness, and my father's cock slid in and out of my pussy smoothly.

My father even pulled my hand over, pressed it against my clitoris, and kept kneading it.

My father's actions only fueled my desire. My body trembled violently as I roughly kneaded my breasts with my other hand, moaning lasciviously, "Mmm, good Daddy, oh, big cock Daddy, I feel so good, fuck me to death! Fuck me harder, fuck my slutty little hole! Faster, Xiaofang, I want Daddy to rape me like he did on TV!" My father, aroused by my lust, became even more aroused. His body swayed rapidly like a wound-up spring, each thrust filled with all his might. His huge, red-hot penis rammed into my hole with unbridled force, making a "squeak, squeak" sound.

Finally, on a whim, Dad picked me up and stood up, walking around the living room while he penetrated my vagina.

I clung tightly to Dad's neck, while he supported my buttocks, tossing me up and down repeatedly. With my weight, each thrust caused my uterus to slam heavily against his hard glans, making my uterus tingle—it felt so good.

This immense pleasure drove me crazy; I had already climaxed several times in no time.

At that moment, I felt like a small boat tossed about in a turbulent sea, repeatedly lifted by giant waves and then slammed down—it was so stimulating, my whole body was in a state of extreme excitement.

I pressed myself tightly against my father's body, letting out seductive moans as my body rose and fell. My

full breasts pressed against his chest, sliding and rubbing against him.

Every time my firm nipples touched his, I felt an electric current flow through his body, sending a jolt of intoxicating excitement through my body.

This way of making love was incredibly stimulating, but also extremely exhausting.

My father struggled for over ten minutes before finally ejaculating inside me.

I leaned limply against his sweat-drenched chest, kissing his shoulder.

His penis was still inside me, trembling restlessly from time to time.

Only when his penis stopped moving completely did Dad slowly put me down.

Dad was a little tired, so he sat down on the bed to rest.

I felt sorry for him seeing him covered in sweat,

so I poured him a glass of water.

Dad was very happy, drinking the water while looking at me, and suddenly he laughed.

I was a little confused, but when I looked down, my face turned red.

It turned out that my hair was disheveled and hanging over my chest, my breasts were still very swollen, and there was a lot of Dad's saliva on them. My vulva and inner thighs were covered with vaginal fluid, and a stream of milky white semen was slowly flowing from my swollen vagina. I felt that I looked so lewd, no wonder Dad laughed.

I quickly sat down next to my father, pouting, "Dad, you're still laughing! It's all your fault I'm like this.

Do you think you look good? Look at your little brother, so proud just now, now it's limp, like a turtle hiding its head."

"Bingbing, I've spoiled you rotten.

Can't even let Dad laugh? Watch Dad teach you a lesson later."

I defiantly thrust out my full breasts, saying provocatively, "Okay! Dad, I really want to see what other tricks you have up your sleeve to teach me."

"Dad is the best at teaching you girls, there are still many tricks I haven't used yet."

"But you'll have to wait a while before you know how amazing Daddy is, unless, my good daughter is willing..." Daddy pointed mischievously at his limp penis. Of course, I understood his intention and was eager to see what new tricks he had up his sleeve, so I immediately said, "Daddy, that's no problem."

After saying that, I lifted Daddy's limp penis, a few drops of semen still remaining on the glans.

I played with it for a few moments, then swallowed it and started sucking.

Daddy combed my long hair and occasionally stroked my smooth back.

Soon Daddy's penis became hard again. I took it out of my mouth and said with a smile, "Daddy, is this okay?" "Bingbing, you learn so fast. You licked Daddy so well, I almost ejaculated in your mouth again just now."

Now, watch as Dad picks me up and carries me into the bedroom, gently placing me on the bed.

I spread my legs wantonly, kneading my swollen breasts, my face flushed, my red lips slightly parted, my beautiful eyes teasing Dad with affection.

Dad doesn't rush into having sex with me; he stands by the bed, building up his passion, constantly rubbing his erect penis, admiring my wanton and seductive behavior.

I was completely in character by now. Looking at my father's lustful eyes, I felt incredibly proud. I cooed sweetly, "Daddy, stop teasing me! Come and teach me with your big cock! Bingbing can't wait!"

My father finally couldn't resist. He came over, hoisted my legs onto his shoulders, his face flushed, and thrust his enormous penis hard into my wanton vagina in the long, sweltering summer night. Another passionate night of lovemaking between father and daughter began. My father and I continued our tireless debauchery, the incestuous pleasure acting like a catalyst, igniting our rising lust. We seemed to have inexhaustible energy; I lost count of how many orgasms I experienced, only remembering my father repeatedly ejaculating his milky-white love juice into my vagina, breasts, and mouth. That night was truly wild.

When I woke up, it was already broad daylight.

Perhaps because the night had been so intense, my father was still asleep.

I felt weak and sore all over, my breasts and vagina still aching slightly.

But recalling yesterday's passion, I couldn't help but blush with shame. It was unbelievable that I had become so wanton and promiscuous. Was I really such a wanton girl? Just then, my hand touched my father's penis and found it was erect again.

I was very curious, so I looked up at him and saw that he was still sleeping soundly, a faint smile on his tired face.

I thought to myself, "Dad must be dreaming about making love to me, otherwise why is his penis hard?" I sat up and played with my father's penis, gazing at this magical penis that brought me endless satisfaction and pleasure. I couldn't help but get excited again, and I couldn't resist lowering my head to take the thick glans into my mouth, kissing and licking it.

Soon, his penis became even harder and larger, completely filling my mouth.

Just then, Dad woke up. Seeing what I had done, he laughed and said, "Bingbing, you're so naughty! You woke me from my sweet dream. Dad's going to punish you now."

I remained lying in front of Dad's legs, gently swaying my round, upturned buttocks, rubbing my pink face against his penis, and with my beautiful big eyes wide open, I said somewhat aggrievedly, "I'm sorry, Dad, I didn't mean to."

"Alright, Bingbing, you're such a good girl, how could Dad punish you! But you're making Dad feel awkward right now, so you'd better suck me out first, and let Dad feed my darling daughter breakfast with his big cock, okay?" I shook my head with a smile, thinking that Dad really had a lot of tricks up his sleeve.

But I was quite skilled at oral sex now, and I was more than happy to do it.

I gripped his penis tightly, extending my tender tongue to skillfully lick the purplish-red glans, focusing on the urethral opening, sucking the clear, lustful fluid seeping from that beautiful slit.

Then, I used my tongue to clean the sludge from the groin, followed by the veiny shaft and scrotum. Finally, I proudly looked up to see my father's reaction. He was thoroughly enjoying my oral sex, occasionally glancing at me with approving eyes.

Encouraged by my father, I opened my full, cherry-like lips, enveloping his penis and sucking it noisily.

Not long after, Dad ejaculated in my mouth. I savored the piping hot breakfast, swallowing every last drop. Then, I licked his penis clean with my mouth before snuggling into his arms. My shy father cupped my face and kissed my lips, still wet with his semen, passionately.

Suddenly, I felt the urge to urinate and gently pushed Dad away, too embarrassed to say anything.

Dad asked me curiously what was wrong, and I blushed and said I needed to pee.

Dad laughed and said there was nothing to be embarrassed about; he needed to relieve himself too, and offered to take me with him.

I blushed and said, "No!" Although I'm often intimate with Dad now—whether it's making love, bathing, or eating—and sometimes I still feel a little shy, I'm more natural now.

Even now, going to the toilet with my dad and urinating in front of him still makes me feel very embarrassed.

But my dad's attitude is very firm, so I have no choice but to be carried to the bathroom by him, my face flushed.

My dad carried me straight to the toilet.

I begged him to put me down in a low voice, but he was so pleased with himself that he smiled and said, "Bingbing, let Dad carry you to pee, just like when you were little, okay?" At this moment, my face was burning red, but my dad was very happy. He spread my legs, positioned my vulva on the toilet, and gently rocked my buttocks, whistling as he did so.

This made my urge to urinate even stronger. I was so ashamed to be carried to pee by my dad like a child! I tried my best to hold it in, but my body was still trembling with shame.

I could no longer control myself; a stream of urine gushed from my vagina, tracing a beautiful arc as it landed in the toilet bowl, splashing up in small, clear sprays.

I closed my eyes tightly in shame, desperately hoping this embarrassing scene would end soon.

But the more anxious I became, the slower I urinated, probably because I hadn't urinated all night.

Dad remained unhurried, even joking, "Bingbing, I never thought you'd look so cute even when you pee!" Finally, I finished peeing; my forehead was sweating from the effort.

Dad chuckled and gently put me down, carefully wiping my genitals clean with toilet paper.

I playfully hit Dad, but he wasn't angry. He went to the toilet, held his penis, and started peeing.

After he finished, he turned and smiled at me. I quickly blushed and turned away, pretending not to see. Dad came up behind me, grabbing my breasts and playing with them, his large penis throbbing between my buttocks. He said, "Bingbing, you can look if you want, why are you so embarrassed? Are

you hungry? How about we take a shower first, then eat, okay?" I nodded and went to the bathroom with my dad.

While showering, we inevitably cuddled for a while, and by the time we came out, it was almost noon.

We ate something quick, and then my dad suggested we go for a walk. I thought it was a good idea; I hadn't seen the sun for two days.

My dad immediately took out a few clothes from the cabinet and asked me to try them on. It seemed he had planned this all along.

When I saw the clothes my dad had bought for me, my face immediately turned red. They were too sexy and revealing! How could a little girl like me go out wearing them? My dad noticed my embarrassment and said, "Bingbing, these are clothes Dad bought especially for you. Put them on and let Dad see them."

"But Dad, these clothes are too revealing. What if the teacher or classmates see them? What will happen then?" "It's alright, it's unlikely to happen that way."

"Put this on first, and Dad will do your makeup and put on sunglasses so they won't recognize you even if they see you."

I was still hesitant, but I couldn't persuade Dad otherwise, so I put it on.

Dad then pushed me to sit down at the dressing table, and he skillfully did my makeup, drawing my eyebrows, applying powder, and putting on lipstick. It seems Dad has done Mom's makeup a lot; he knows everything.

After the makeup was done, I went to the big mirror.

I almost didn't recognize myself. In the mirror, I was wearing a pink, tight-fitting, low-cut top, with most of my breasts exposed, showing a deep cleavage; and black... A short, light-colored leather skirt clung tightly to my rounded hips, making me look incredibly sexy. It accentuated my curves perfectly, showcasing my alluring figure. My

long, black hair cascaded down my back, and with my father's meticulously styled face, I looked much more mature, like a charming and approachable young woman. I was somewhat stunned. Just then, my father, also dressed in a new outfit, walked over to me, admiring my reflection in the mirror, and exclaimed, "Wow! My Bingbing is so beautiful!" Seeing my

father's approving gaze, I felt both shy and overjoyed. I imitated my mother, taking my father's arm as we left the house.

We drove to the bustling city center, walking slowly hand-in-hand through the flowing crowds.

To outsiders, my father and I looked like a loving older man and younger woman.

I felt many burning eyes staring at me, and some men even touched me intentionally or unintentionally. My heart pounded, so I gripped my father's hand even tighter, finally feeling... We felt much safer.

Finally, we returned home laden with bags and packages, but before we could even settle in, Dad was urging me to put on that lingerie and show it to him.

Seeing his eagerness, I found it amusing and changed into the sexy lingerie. Dad's eyes widened, circling me and praising me.

Seeing that he was only looking and not touching me, I got a little impatient and muttered, "Dad, look at you, are you really that good-looking? Are you even better looking than when I'm naked?"

Seeing my objection, Dad quickly pulled me into his arms, caressing my vulva and chuckling intimately, "You naughty daughter, even more impatient than your father! Let me feel if your little pussy is already wet?" "Ugh, it's all your fault!" "My Bingbing is getting more and more wanton. Don't worry, Daddy will use his big cock to relieve your itching right away."

After saying that, Daddy started unbuckling his belt, and I hurriedly helped him unbutton his shirt. Soon we were both naked, and our two warm bodies couldn't wait to intertwine tightly again.

Daddy pressed heavily on my body, his thick and hard penis thrusting hard into my wet and hot hole.

After Daddy's vigorous thrusting, the itching and depression in my hole were instantly swept away, and I couldn't help but tighten my legs. She hooked her arms around her father's waist, pressing her body even closer to him, rubbing her full breasts against his chest, and even sending her tongue into his mouth, stimulating his already uncontrollable desire.

Just as my father and I were in the midst of our lovemaking, the phone suddenly rang urgently. My father and I were both startled. He held me and sat up, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly picked up the receiver, put it to his ear, and asked, "Who is it?" Immediately, a smile appeared on his face, and he said excitedly, "Is this Lizhen? How was your fun? Are you tired?" My father listened to my mother's words while looking at me. Obviously, my mother had mentioned me. My father smiled and said, "We've eaten. Bingbing and I are both fine, don't worry." "

Bingbing is very obedient. She's reading in her room right now. What? Okay, wait a moment."

After saying that, Dad covered the receiver with his hand and whispered to me, "Mom wants to talk to you. Be careful, don't give anything away."

I nodded, my hand trembling slightly as I took the receiver. This was the first time I'd ever called Mom under these circumstances. At that moment, Dad's penis was still hard and pressing against my vagina, and I was still immersed in the pleasure of making love with Dad.

I waited a moment, trying to calm myself down, before whispering, "Mom." Immediately, Mom's familiar voice came from the other end of the line, "Bingbing? Studying? Missing Mom? How's your eating these past two days? Do you like Dad's cooking?" “Of course I miss Mom! Dad’s cooking isn’t as good as yours, but it’s alright.”

Bingbing, why do you sound so weak? Are you feeling unwell? “Maybe it’s because I’ve been reading for too long, I’m a little dizzy.”

“Bingbing, don’t study too hard. Let Dad take you out to play more often.”

At this moment, Dad was making things worse. He reached out and fondled my breasts, and slowly began to thrust his penis into my vagina. I was afraid of giving myself away, but I didn’t dare to speak up. I could only hit Dad’s hand and glare angrily at him, while lying to Mom in a gentle voice.

This scene was incredibly exciting. My mother would never have imagined that I was sitting naked in my father's lap, making love, while simultaneously trying to talk to her on the phone. Several times, my father's actions almost made me scream, but my mother was so talkative that I could only listen patiently, trying to suppress the overwhelming pleasure.

But my father seemed to be testing my willpower, lowering his head to suckle my nipple noisily, occasionally licking it gently. I couldn't express my discomfort, and finally, I couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah!" Luckily, I covered the microphone in time so my mother wouldn't hear.

After my mother finished explaining her situation, I was sweating profusely with anxiety.

Mom spoke to Dad for a few more minutes before hanging up.

Dad chuckled and said, "Bingbing, wasn't that fun? The way you talked to Mom was so funny."

I playfully hit Dad, angrily saying, "You're so naughty! Mom almost found out!

Dad, you're still laughing! If I'd known you were teasing me like that, I should have told Mom you were raping me and let her come back and deal with you!"

"Alright, Daddy's a pervert, and now I'm going to rape my precious daughter."

With that, Daddy grabbed my slender waist, his huge penis pressing heavily against my cervix. I couldn't help but moan softly, frowning as I said, "Daddy, be gentle! I'm not ready yet! Your big cock is hitting my G-spot!" "Good, Bingbing, that's what rape is all about!" "Okay, Daddy, if you don't make me feel good today, I'll tell Mommy."

"Don't worry, my good daughter, Daddy will make you feel amazing today."

After the initial shock, Daddy and I regained our passion and plunged into another tense, exciting, and breathtakingly wild sexual encounter.

This scene repeated itself for the next few days. Whenever we were at home, my dad and I were naked, allowing us to make love and play without restraint at any time. We became even more unrestrained, leaving traces of our lovemaking in the bed, on the floor, and in the bathroom—every corner of the room bore the marks of our lovemaking.

As my mom's return drew closer, we became increasingly wild; this opportunity was too precious for my dad and me.

Finally, my mom came back, and my dad and I's carnival came to an end. The house returned to its usual tranquility.

But those unforgettable six days and seven nights will forever remain in my heart, and I began a new wait, looking forward to the next carnival with my dad.

Summer vacation arrived before I knew it, and my inappropriate relationship with my dad has been going on for almost two months.

During this time, we make love wildly whenever we have the chance.

Because my dad likes to ejaculate inside me without a condom, I've bought birth control pills for me to take regularly to prevent accidents.

Actually, I'm already very content to be close to my dad so often.

But there's still a small regret: I can't have sex with him without any inhibitions. I have to be extra careful every time, afraid of being discovered by my mom.

The opportunity finally arrived.

That evening at dinner, Mom suddenly mentioned that some friends had invited her to travel out of town for about a week. She was undecided and wanted to ask Dad and me for our opinions.

This was incredible news for me; I was overjoyed.

Dad probably felt about the same.

Dad and I started enthusiastically encouraging Mom to go. After

hesitating for a while, Mom finally made up her mind.

She then asked if I wanted to go. Naturally, I didn't want to, so I lied and said I wanted to stay home and study.

Mom didn't force me; instead, she praised me for being sensible and knowing how to study.

Finally, Mom was still a little worried that Dad wouldn't be able to take good care of me.

Dad smiled and patted my head, saying with a double meaning, "Lizhen, don't worry, go have fun. I'll take good care of my daughter."

Dad drove Mom to the train station to meet her friends, while I stayed home, excitedly and anxiously waiting for Dad to come home.

For a whole week, Dad and I could spend time together without any restrictions.

What could be happier than this? This was something I had been dreaming of for so many days.

Oh my god! Am I dreaming? Why hasn't Dad come back yet? I was filled with wild thoughts, restless, pacing anxiously back and forth in my room.

Around noon, I finally heard familiar footsteps outside the door. Dad was back.

I quickly welcomed him in and eagerly flew into his arms.

I had barely opened my mouth, before I could even speak, when my father silenced me with a passionate kiss. We kissed for a long time before finally separating.

I asked in a sweet voice, "Daddy, why were you gone for so long? I was so worried!"

"I wanted to come back quickly too, to pamper my little darling.

But I got stuck in traffic, so I was late and made Bingbing wait anxiously."

"Mommy said you should take good care of me, Daddy, you promised yourself, so you can't go back on your word!" I pleaded with my father.

“Of course Dad won’t go back on his word. I’ve already told the company. I have the week off, so I can spend every day with my Bingbing. Are you satisfied now?” I kissed my dad and said happily, “Is it true, Dad? You’re so good.”

“Okay, now Dad will keep his promise and start ‘taking good care’ of you.”

Dad picked me up and walked towards his and Mom’s bedroom.

I nestled obediently in Dad’s arms, feeling incredibly excited. This was because I had never made love on my parents’ big bed before, and today I could finally play on such a spacious bed.

Dad gently placed me on the bed and started undressing. For some reason, I had been eagerly anticipating this moment, but now that it was here, I felt a little lost, just blushing and staring blankly at him.

Dad quickly undressed himself, and seeing I didn't move, he smiled and asked, "Bingbing, what's wrong? Are you embarrassed? I'm all undressed, it's your turn."

I then realized Dad wanted me to undress myself, so I blushed and slowly began to take off my

clothes. Since Dad always undressed me, I felt quite shy doing it myself today.

Dad sat on the edge of the bed, watching with great interest, occasionally picking up my underwear and smelling it.

Soon I was naked too, and seeing Dad staring intently at my body, I shyly hid in his arms.

Dad pressed my breasts, gently kneading them, and asked, "What's wrong with you today? It's not like it's the first time between Bingbing and Dad, why are you so shy?

Remember, this week, we must put all our anxieties and worries aside and fully immerse ourselves in the experience so we can have fun and enjoy ourselves.

Understand?" I blushed, blinked my big eyes, and nodded to Dad.

Dad took my fingers and gently pressed my pink nipples, saying, "Your breasts are so alluring, any man would drool over them.

My dear daughter, your breasts seem to have gotten bigger than before, feel them yourself."

I touched them and felt that my breasts were indeed much fuller than before, and even softer and smoother. I think this is inseparable from the frequent kneading and caressing by Dad and me! Suddenly, a question popped into my head, so I asked, "Dad, do you like my breasts more, or Mom's?" This question seemed to put Dad in a difficult position. He scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then said, "Actually, I like both your breasts and Mom's breasts very much.

You're still developing, so your breasts aren't as big as Mom's, and your nipples are smaller, but they're firmer.

Besides that, I can't really tell which one I like more."

Dad played with my breasts for a while, then lowered his head and sucked on my nipple, gently licking it with the tip of his tongue from time to time.

He also rubbed my thighs with his hands, finally pressing and teasing my vulva.

I leaned weakly against Dad's chest, moaning softly.

But Dad kept attacking my left breast, neglecting my right one. I complained, a little annoyed, "Dad, you're so biased!" Dad didn't react at first, asking in confusion, "How am I biased?" "Of course you're biased! Otherwise, why would Dad always kiss the left one? Isn't my right breast fun?" I rubbed my right breast aroused, pouting, protesting to Dad.

Dad suddenly realized, laughing, "Bingbing, Dad likes you the way you are right now.

Okay! Dad admits his mistake and will correct it right away."

After saying that, Dad started playing with my right breast again, while vigorously rubbing my left breast.

I felt very comfortable and excited. I twisted my body, reaching out to press Dad's head down, hoping he would use more force.

Seeing that I was aroused, Dad inserted his finger into my tender hole, squeezing and rotating it inside. Under this intense stimulation, my juices flowed uncontrollably.

Suddenly, Dad remembered something, got up, and took something from the bedside table. When I saw it, my face turned red.

It turned out that Dad had taken out an electric dildo. I had seen Dad play with it for Mom before, and every time it was inserted into Mom's vagina, she seemed to enjoy it very much. I had never tried it myself and had always wanted to try it.

I was so excited when Dad took it out today. Dad went back to bed, spread my legs, and gently pressed the dildo against my vulva. With a little force, he inserted the entire dildo into my vagina, leaving only the wire outside. Then he pressed the switch, and I immediately felt the dildo vibrate violently inside my vagina.

The pleasure was like a powerful electric current that instantly swept through my body, and my body writhed incessantly. It was so wonderful; I was almost going crazy.

I gripped my breasts tightly, moaning loudly, "Ah, so beautiful, Daddy! My pussy is melting! It's so beautiful!"

Daddy was also very excited, increasing the intensity of the dildo's vibrations level by level, and stroking my trembling body with his hands. He asked me excitedly, "How is it, you little slut? Is it very comfortable? Your mother also really likes this pleasure stick.

Come on, good daughter, help Daddy rub his cock."

I obediently grasped Daddy's big, hard penis, which was as hard as an iron rod, and vigorously stroked it.

Daddy also kept pinching my nipples. We were both surrounded by extreme pleasure, and we both let out satisfied moans in unison.

After a while, Dad couldn't hold back any longer, so he took out the dildo and immediately inserted his large penis into my vagina, then began to thrust vigorously.

I felt that Dad's penis was particularly hard and hot today, and I had already ejaculated after only a few dozen thrusts.

I looked at Dad with lustful eyes, thinking how mighty and brave he was, and my heart was almost intoxicated. I couldn't help but moan, "Ah, good Daddy, big cock, Daddy, you're killing me! I feel so good, you're hitting my G-spot again, harder, my little pussy is so beautiful." Dad thrust hard for a while, then got a little tired, so he lay back on the bed and gestured for me to sit on him.

I had never tried this position before, and I awkwardly knelt on Dad's body, grasped his penis, and sat down on it, aiming it at my vagina.

But because I had no experience, I failed several times.

Finally, with my father's help, I managed to get his large penis into my vagina. Following his instructions, I slowly wiggled my hips, letting his penis rub and rotate inside my vagina. The hard glans scraped against the tender flesh, a tingling and itchy sensation that felt incredibly good.

Then, my father told me to move up and down, so I started swaying my round hips, moving up and down.

Each time I sat down, his penis pressed heavily against my cervix, causing my body to tremble violently. The intense stimulation was exhilarating, and I groaned loudly, constantly increasing the speed of my movements.

My breasts heaved violently, truly a sight to behold.

Just as I was immersed in this unparalleled pleasure, I felt someone watching me from above.

I jerked my head up and saw my parents' wedding photo above the bed. My mother, wearing a white wedding dress, was smiling at me, and my face flushed instantly.

But I quickly forgot about that; instead, I found it exciting to make love with my father under my mother's gaze.

I rubbed my breasts incessantly, looking into my mother's eyes, and cried out loudly, "Oh, I can't take it anymore, Daddy, you're so good, I'm coming again!" This position was very pleasurable, but the downside was that it was very physically demanding. I lasted for about ten minutes before I was drenched in sweat.

Seeing that I couldn't hold on any longer, my father sat up, pushed me down onto the bed, pinned my thighs down, and began to thrust wildly.

This relentless onslaught overwhelmed my mind with waves of pleasure, leaving me only with the thought of his massive penis penetrating deeper and harder into my vagina.

Dad thrust hundreds more times before finally ejaculating.

After this breathtaking battle, we were both exhausted, simply smiling at each other.

After a long while, I finally felt a bit more energetic. I lay on top of my dad, kissing him repeatedly, and whispered, "Daddy, you were so strong today! It felt so good, so comfortable.

Let's start again, I want it again."

My dad stroked my buttocks and laughed, "Good daughter, you weren't bad today either.

In bed, you're becoming more and more like your mom, like a little slut.

But Daddy isn't ready yet, I have to wait a little longer."

"Why not now? I can't wait."

"Look at Daddy's dick, you've bullied it so much it can't even lift its head, how can I play with you?" I looked and saw that Daddy's once majestic big dick had become limp and without any power. I quickly grabbed Daddy's dick and kneaded it hard.

His dick hardened a little, but it was still far from its best state. I

was getting a little anxious. I pouted and looked at my dad, asking, "Dad, is there any way to make my penis grow bigger faster?" "Of course there is! As long as my good daughter is willing to give Dad oral sex, then Dad's penis will grow bigger very quickly."

"Oral sex?" I asked, puzzled.

I had thought oral sex simply meant a man licking a girl's vagina with his mouth and tongue.

Hearing this, I blushed deeply, squeezed his penis hard, and said coquettishly, "Dad, you're so naughty!" "Good daughter, just let Dad have some fun, Dad licks your little vagina all the time!" I shook my head, blushing.

Dad continued, "Come on, good daughter.

You know Mom loves licking penises the most.

Come on, try it, you'll definitely like it."

Seeing the expectant look in my father's eyes, my heart softened. I leaned over and grasped his penis, rubbing it a few times.

I opened my mouth and took his penis in.

Although it wasn't erect yet, it filled my mouth completely, making it hard to breathe.

I didn't know what to do next, so I opened my eyes and looked at my father. I saw that he had his eyes closed, his mouth open, and he was moaning softly, his face full of ecstasy.

I remembered how my mother gave my father oral sex, so I imitated her, using my mouth to stroke his penis up and down.

Sure enough, his penis quickly grew thicker and harder in my mouth. My mouth felt like it was about to burst, and the huge glans kept pressing against my throat, making me almost suffocate.

As the large penis moved in and out of my small mouth, I suddenly felt a strange urge and began to stroke it even harder, naturally licking it with my tender tongue.

I became more and more excited as I sucked, and Dad kept letting out heavy groans, incoherently calling out: "Ah... Bingbing... you learn so fast... it feels so good... faster... yes! Just like that... with my tongue... licking the glans hard... ah..." By this time, Dad's penis had become extremely thick and hard. I tried my best, but my small mouth could only barely fit the glans and a small part of the penis.

Gradually, I figured out some of the tricks of oral sex, and my movements became much more skilled.

I licked his glans incessantly, like eating a lollipop, even mischievously biting it lightly with my teeth, which only excited Dad more.

He panted excitedly and pressed my head down, allowing his penis to penetrate deeper into my mouth.

So this is what oral sex is like—stimulating and fun! His penis kept getting bigger and harder in my mouth; the feeling was wonderful. No wonder Mom loved licking Dad's penis so much.

I thought to myself as I sucked on his penis.

I must admit, this one time of oral sex had completely captivated me.

I sucked harder and harder, until his entire penis was glistening with oil, looking quite beautiful.

Suddenly, Dad patted my head, indicating that it was time.

Although I wasn't quite done yet, my pussy was starting to itch unbearably, so I kissed the glans again before sitting up.

I wiped my mouth, still wanting more, and Dad smiled sheepishly.

He chuckled and pulled me into his arms, kneading my breasts, saying, "Bingbing, Daddy's cock tastes good, doesn't it? I told you you'd like it. The way you were sucking it just now made you look like a little slut."

"Who said I liked it?" I blushed, arguing, "If Daddy hadn't forced me, I wouldn't have bothered sucking your dirty, smelly cock. I even hurt my teeth just now." "

Okay, since you hate Daddy's cock so much, then Daddy won't put it in your pussy." I got

angry as soon as I heard that, and started punching my dad, saying angrily, "Dad, you're so mean! You didn't keep your word!

Wait till Mom comes back, and I'll tell her you didn't take good care of me, and... and you bullied me!" "

Okay, Bingbing, stop it.

Dad was just joking! You actually took it seriously.

Lie down properly, and let Dad fuck your little cunt."

I really needed it at that moment, so I immediately did as my dad asked and lay down on my side.

Dad lifted one of my thighs, first rubbing my vulva with his hand, then thrusting his large penis hard into my vagina. This time, Dad was even more vigorous, fucking me continuously for almost an hour, changing positions several times, until he filled my vagina with hot, thick semen.

After this long period of pleasure, Dad and I were both exhausted, and soon we both fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, I found that night had fallen.

Dad had gotten up sometime earlier. I lay lazily on the bed, reminiscing about our passionate battle that afternoon, and couldn't help but get excited again.

Just then, Dad came in, wearing only a towel around his waist.

I asked him where he had been, and Dad chuckled, patting my bottom, saying, "I played all afternoon, and I'm all dirty."

"I've already filled the tub. Let's take a bath first, then eat, okay?" Hearing Dad say we'd bathe together made me excited, but also a little embarrassed, since I hadn't bathed with anyone in years.

I nodded shyly and said, "Okay."

Dad picked me up, smiling, and said, "Bingbing, still blushing?

It's not the first time. You know, when you were little, Dad used to bathe you all the time!" I struggled shyly, but Dad tickled my armpits, making me giggle incessantly, so I had to beg him for mercy. "

Good daughter, that's how you're a good girl,"

Dad said with a smile, brushing my nose.

I nestled obediently in Dad's arms, letting his large hands wash away the sweat and traces of our lovemaking.

My father gently and carefully washed my soft skin, then evenly and meticulously applied bath gel to my neck, breasts, lower abdomen, and back, massaging it back and forth.

I felt incredibly comfortable, and my nipples unconsciously hardened again.

My father noticed I was aroused and began to play with my breasts.

My breasts, covered in lotion, were even smoother, jiggling like eels in my father's large hands, which further aroused him. Finally, he pressed his face against my breasts, rubbing them back and forth.

When my father looked up, his face was covered in soapy liquid from my breasts, which made me chuckle.

Then, my father had me sit on the edge of the bathtub, spread my legs, and washed my vulva.

Dad parted my labia and carefully wiped my tender vulva, occasionally licking it with his tongue.

His teasing aroused me, and my desire surged, my juices flowing freely.

Finally, I lifted my round buttocks, letting Dad lather my thighs, buttocks, and even my anus. Then he picked up the showerhead and rinsed me clean.

Finally finished, Dad sat in the water, carefully examining me after my bath. I felt a little embarrassed and quickly hid in the water. "

Bingbing, you're done washing. Now it's your turn to serve Dad."

"Dad, you're so naughty, always teasing me!"

Although I protested verbally, I secretly found it quite amusing.

I went to Dad's side, picked up a bath towel, and began to wash his body.

My breasts swayed back and forth on my chest with each movement, occasionally brushing against my father's body.

Each skin-to-skin contact sent shivers down my spine, a tingling, electric sensation.

Finally, it was time to wash my father's penis; it had become thick and strong again.

I poured shower gel into my palm and began to rub his penis.

Soon, his penis rose higher and harder, almost too big for my small hands to grasp.

My father seemed to enjoy it, his large hands cupping and caressing my breasts from below, occasionally letting out soft, satisfied moans.

I carefully washed his penis, not even missing the grime inside the coronal sulcus.

Next, I shifted my focus to his scrotum, gently holding it and feeling the two testicles rotating in my palm.

This direct stimulation excited my father even more, and he unconsciously increased the pressure of kneading my breasts, causing me to moan incessantly.

My father, panting heavily, suddenly stood up and made me turn around.

I knew my father wanted it again, so I obediently lay down on the edge of the bathtub, raising my round, pink buttocks, waiting for my father's penetration.

In fact, after the teasing just now, my desire had become burning fiercely.

My father held my buttocks with one hand and grasped his penis with the other, aiming at my wet pussy, and with a "plop," he thrust it in all the way.

Because his penis was covered in bath gel, it was particularly slippery, moving in and out of my pussy without any resistance.

My father's thrusts intensified, my petite body swaying violently, my breasts bobbing like IV drips beneath him.

I moaned incessantly, unable to resist reaching out to grab my breasts, desperately jerking my hips back to allow his large penis to penetrate even deeper.

Our movements grew faster and faster, our bodies writhing like springs.

In the bathroom, my wanton moans and my father's deep breathing mingled, swirling in the misty air—a scene of utter debauchery.

My father relentlessly violated me, seemingly trying to release all his passion into my vagina.

My back ached from standing, but my father showed no sign of stopping; I could only struggle to hold on.

Finally, Dad's long-suppressed passion erupted. He pressed himself tightly against my body, his hands gripping my breasts tightly, releasing his burning, white desire into me.

I collapsed weakly into Dad's arms, his semi-erect penis still inside me.

Dad kissed the sweat on his temples with boundless tenderness, gently massaging my still aroused body.

After a while, I felt Dad's penis harden again, but after the series of fierce battles, I was exhausted and hungry, unable to continue.

I asked somewhat fearfully, "Dad, you were so amazing today, do you want more? But I..." Dad understood my unease and smiled, "Dad was really happy today, but I'm a little hungry now.

Let's eat first, and play again afterward!" My face flushed, I nodded, and we washed ourselves clean again.

Leaving the bathroom, I glanced at the clock and was shocked – my dad and I had been in the bathroom for almost two hours! We hadn't eaten for half a day, but Mom wasn't home, so we had to fend for ourselves.

After a flurry of frantic cooking, we finally managed to prepare a few dishes.

But after tasting them, both my dad and I frowned.

Apparently, one dish was under-salted, and another was burnt.

But we were starving, so we wolfed it down.

After dinner, I felt much more energetic.

My dad and I sat naked in the living room, chatting and laughing.

Dad gently stroked my slightly swollen vulva, telling some lewd jokes.

This made my cheeks flush, and I giggled sweetly. My vulva started to get hot again, and I was constantly leaking vaginal fluid.

Dad asked me, "Do you want to watch porn?" I asked, puzzled, "What's porn?" Dad laughed and said, "It's really good."

He went into the bedroom, quickly brought back a videotape, inserted it into the VCR, and put it on.

I watched for a few minutes and my face was already burning with embarrassment. So this was what pornography was—I'd only ever heard of it before.

I was curious, but also a little embarrassed. However, at my father's urging, I reluctantly continued watching, my face flushed.

The film mainly depicted a midnight pervert who lurked in a building, waiting to rape single women.

The steamy sex scenes were an eye-opener for me, making me incredibly excited and breathless with tension.

My father, meanwhile, was explaining things while caressing my breasts and even taking my hand to stroke his already erect penis.

Before I knew it, the film was over, but I was still immersed in those erotic and stimulating scenes.

Dad turned off the video camera and stood in front of me, his erect penis dangling in front of my eyes. I glanced at him, then without hesitation, grasped his penis and put it in my mouth.

His penis swelled and swelled in my mouth, which felt incredibly stimulating, and I licked it vigorously.

But his penis was too big for my mouth; even with all my strength, I could only take in about a third of it.

So I pulled it out and licked the outside little by little, even the base.

Dad seemed very satisfied with my progress, enjoying my oral sex while occasionally brushing the hair that fell in front of my eyes. This way, he could clearly see my expression while I was giving him oral sex; I imagine I looked extremely lewd at that moment.

Thinking about all this aroused a strange excitement within me. I became increasingly bold and unrestrained in teasing my father's penis, occasionally glancing shyly at his reaction, and even taking the time to caress his buttocks.

My father, not to be outdone, reached out and kneaded my swollen breasts, rubbing my already erect nipples.

My father's teasing fueled my lust.

While licking my father's penis, I spread my legs, revealing my already overflowing vulva.

I no longer cared about being embarrassed, using my fingers to part my labia and forcefully poking inside my vagina.

My father was also extremely excited, his penis fully erect.

He held my head down and began rapidly thrusting his penis in and out of my mouth, seemingly treating my mouth as a vagina.

Each thrust of his penis nearly reached my throat, leaving me no choice but to passively let the thick shaft slide rapidly through my mouth, making it difficult to breathe.

The scene before me quickly reminded me of the porn I'd just watched; the pervert in the film had raped a girl in just this way. And my father's current state wasn't much different from that pervert's.

Gradually, I felt as if I had become that violated girl in the film, being wantonly raped by the pervert.

It was so stimulating! I vigorously rubbed my breasts, moaning softly, experiencing the pleasure of being raped.

Suddenly, I remembered that the pervert in the film ejaculated into the girl's mouth and forced her to swallow. Would my father do the same? I had once secretly watched my father ejaculate in my mother's mouth, and she happily swallowed it.

I've always found this kind of sex difficult to accept, but the current situation has made me somewhat eager to try it.

Just as I was filled with inner conflict, I heard my father let out a low growl, and his penis trembled violently in my mouth, spurting out thick, hot semen like bullets into my mouth.

Before I could react, much of the semen had already been swallowed, and I only felt a burning sensation in my stomach.

My father didn't pull out his penis until the last drop of semen was ejaculated, but his penis didn't soften; it remained erect.

I savored the remaining semen in my mouth; it was sticky and had a strange taste, but not too bad, so I swallowed it all.

Dad hugged me, smiling, and said, "Bingbing, is Daddy's semen tasty?" I rolled my eyes at him, feigning anger, and said, "Tasty? It's awful!" "Dad, you're so mean! You didn't even tell me beforehand! My tongue's burning!" "

Okay, Dad knows he was wrong.

But you don't know that male semen is a wonderful tonic for beauty. If you girls eat it regularly, your skin will become white and tender." "

You're just lying! I don't believe you! If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do.

But it's true, you can ask Mom."

You know perfectly well I wouldn't dare ask Mom, so of course you wouldn't know if you're lying to me.

Fine, Bingbing, you're too good with words. Dad can't argue with you. Let's keep playing! I grabbed Dad's penis and playfully asked, "Dad, how do you want to play with me?" Dad scratched his head and said, "I haven't decided yet, my good daughter. Let Dad put his penis inside your little pussy first, and then we'll think about it together."

I thought that sounded good, so I got up and faced Dad, holding his penis in one hand, aiming it at my vulva, and slowly sat down. Dad's penis slid smoothly into my wet little pussy.

I hugged Dad's neck, gently swaying my round buttocks, letting Dad's penis rub against the sensitive walls of my vagina, the tantalizingly wet juices seeping out incessantly along the opening.

I felt a surge of warmth within me, like the gentle ripples of spring, and my cheeks flushed red, my beautiful eyes welling up with tears.

My father, supporting my slender waist, gazed at me silently, his dark eyes filled with boundless love and contentment.

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