My daughter is nineteen years old.

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My daughter is nineteen years old
. Last year, I bought her a computer, and she plays with it obsessively every day.

One day, I casually opened her OICQ history and was horrified. The things those people were talking about with my daughter were practically accusations of raping her. However, I didn't tell my daughter. I just often secretly read her OICQ history, and each time I read it, I felt incredibly excited, as if my daughter were in my arms, making me want to masturbate to ejaculate.

After that, whenever I heard the "beep beep" sound from my daughter's room late at night, I knew what was going on.

I think I saw my daughter undress, sitting naked at the computer, her snow-white body exposed. As she talked to the strange boy, her small breasts swelled and her nipples stood erect. She involuntarily parted her legs ("parted very wide," that's what she told people), revealing a pink opening in her tightly closed vulva.

My penis became erect, the nerves inside throbbing. My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of my mouth, my breathing rapid and uncontrollable. I desperately suppressed the urge to enter my daughter's room, imagining her body as I stroked my thick penis until my semen gushed out like a fountain.

The next day, after my daughter went to school, I did my usual routine of turning on her computer and pulling up her OICQ history. Seeing her describing her excited feelings to others always made me uncontrollably excited; I would read it while masturbating.

Seeing these conversations, I truly felt that my daughter had really grown up.

I am the CEO of a company; I have my own office and computer; my wife divorced me long ago. Finally, one day, I was in a meeting until 10 PM, and I wondered: Is my daughter online at home? So I turned on the computer and called my daughter's number using OICQ. To my surprise, her avatar lit up quickly and she responded: "Who are you?" I told her, "I'm an old man, my wife left me, and I'm home alone." My daughter replied, "Ah, just like your dad!" My heart pounded. I asked her, "Can you keep me company for a bit?" My daughter immediately replied, "Sure!" I said, "But you're too young."

My daughter replied, "How did you know?"

I said, "I have the information!"

My daughter paused for a moment and replied, "Does it matter?"

I said, "Of course not, but have you really grown up?" My daughter replied, "I have." At this point, I understood that I could communicate with my daughter online. Below is a copy of our conversation:

Me: Have you really grown up?

Daughter: Really.

Me: Adults have hair between their legs, do you?

Daughter: ...

Me: It's okay, tell me!

Daughter: I do!

Me: And your breasts?

Daughter: They're swollen too.

Me: Are they big?

Daughter: Well, they're pretty big.

Me: Have you ever had sex?

Daughter: Well, that's a shy question, I wouldn't say I have.

Me: What do you mean by not having sex?

Daughter: It's... it's that a man's thing hasn't actually gone inside me yet.

Me: And your own fingers?

Daughter: My fingers... I've gone inside. When I'm online, and I get excited talking to people, I'll use my fingers.

Me: Is it comfortable?

Daughter: It hurts a little at first, but then... then... I really need it.

Me: Do you have a boyfriend?

Daughter: Not yet, I'm in high school.

Me: So, do you have a boy you like?

Daughter: Not really, but…

Me: It's okay, be bold and say it.

Daughter: I, I like my dad!

At this moment, my penis instantly became erect, and my heart pounded even harder. So this is how my daughter feels about me! I suppressed my excitement and continued to ask her.

Me: You can't like your own father.

Daughter: Yeah, of course I know, but I think my dad is so manly!

Me: You can like other boys, right?

Daughter: I can't explain it, Uncle, do you know?

Me: Hmm?

Daughter: One night, I dreamed that I did *that* with my dad.

Me: What happened?

Daughter: I was so shy, I couldn't say it.

Me: It's okay, I understand.

Daughter: Uncle is so nice.

Me: Go ahead!

Daughter: That night, I dreamt that my dad was holding me, he was on top of me, and then… Me: What happened?

Daughter: Then I woke up.

Me: And then?

Daughter: When I woke up, my legs were still spread apart, it looked so indecent.

Me: And then?

Daughter: Then… I inserted my fingers inside, and while inserting them, I softly called out: Daddy.

At that moment, I was so excited that I couldn't control myself. I never dreamed that my daughter would have such feelings for me.

I stroked my now-erect penis, and used my own words to kiss my daughter's lips, caress her breasts, and caress her small, still tender vulva between her legs.

Suddenly, I heard my daughter moaning through my speakers. I was startled; her microphone was on, and OICQ was transmitting her voice. I quickly unplugged my microphone to prevent my voice from being heard, switched to headphones, and continued texting while listening to her moans.

Me: My thing is erect.

Daughter: Oh, how scary!

Me: It's pointing at the screen.

Daughter: Is it big and thick?

Me: Very big and thick, the head is already shining.

Daughter: Ah, I'm so excited!

Me: Take off your panties.

Daughter: I already have!

Me: What position are you in now?

Daughter: I've spread my legs so that it's facing the screen.

Me: How does your area look now?

Daughter: It's red, swollen, and itchy.

Me: What about your nipple?

Daughter: It's erect, hard, and throbbing.

Me: Is your dad home? (I knew the answer.)

Daughter: He went to a meeting and hasn't come back yet.

Me: Is anyone else home?

Daughter: No, I can't breathe right now.

Me: Then groan loudly if you want!

Daughter: Ah… I want Uncle's big thing to come in.

Me: Okay, I'll stick my finger out of the screen and insert it into your little thing.

Daughter: Ah... Uncle...

At this moment, a loud moan came through the earpiece. I knew my daughter was too excited to control herself, so I quickly sent a message:

Me: Touch it yourself.

But my daughter didn't reply; her moans just grew louder. So, I zoomed in on my daughter's photo on the screen, pulled down my pants, stood up, and held my thick penis against my daughter's beautiful face. While listening to her moans, I stroked my penis.

Finally, when my daughter reached orgasm, I clearly heard her shout, "...My daddy..." My semen gushed out like a fountain, landing on my daughter's smiling face on the screen.

After a while, a message came from the other end:

Daughter: Uncle, what's wrong?

Me: I ejaculated.

Daughter: Was it a lot?

Me: A lot, a lot.

Daughter: What a pity!

Me: Yes, it was going to get inside your little body.

Daughter: Uncle, are you tired?

Me: Very tired, you should rest early too.

Daughter: Yes, I have to go to school tomorrow, goodbye Uncle!

...

When I got home, my daughter was already asleep. I went back to my room and heard my daughter's even breathing from the next room. Recalling what had just happened, my penis became erect again, and I involuntarily started masturbating again.

From then on, I often used the opportunity of not going home for meetings to communicate with my daughter online. After a while, I noticed that my daughter's OICQ calls were becoming less frequent when I was home. Sometimes, I would secretly check her OICQ history and find that fewer and fewer of her other friends were online, leaving only my records. I realized that I had become my daughter's real online lover.

One night, I used OICQ to bring my daughter to orgasm twice in the office. When I got home, she was already asleep. Lying in bed, I suddenly thought, why can't I see my daughter's real body?

Thinking of this, my blood rushed to my head, and my head throbbed. I thought, my daughter must be very tired now; I can just sneak a peek without her knowing. So I got up and quietly went to my daughter's room. I pushed the door open, and to my surprise, she hadn't locked it. I was overjoyed. I quietly went to her bedside, turned on the bedside lamp, and finally saw her sleeping.

My daughter had really grown up and become very beautiful. In her sleep, her cheeks were rosy, and sometimes she would purse her lips sweetly, which made my heart itch. So I gently lifted her blanket. My daughter, who had already reached orgasm twice, was sleeping soundly due to exhaustion. She didn't even know that the blanket had been lifted. She wasn't wearing a bra, just a short vest. Her young breasts, white and elastic, stood erect, pushing the vest high.

I gently stroked her skin; it was incredibly smooth. I pressed it with my fingers; my daughter's breasts were very elastic. I didn't dare use too much force, afraid of waking her. Suddenly, I saw a pencil sharpener on her desk. On a whim, I grabbed it and cut the two straps of her vest, pulling it down slightly. My daughter's snow-white, full breasts were fully exposed.

My daughter had really grown up; her breasts were quite full, but her nipples were still very small, pink like a child's. I couldn't resist licking them. My sleeping daughter suddenly shuddered and let out a drowsy moan. Her tiny nipples actually stood erect. Seeing this, my penis instantly became erect, pushing against my pants, and my breathing became rapid.

I thought, since things have come to this point, I might as well take off my daughter's shorts. I masturbated while looking at her body, so it shouldn't be incestuous. So I started to take off my daughter's panties. Unexpectedly, my daughter's buttocks were pressing down on the panties, and I couldn't take them off at all. I was very anxious and afraid of waking my daughter. I thought I would just use a knife to cut my daughter's pants open. But suddenly my daughter started talking in her sleep, turned over and lay on her side, and I had a chance to take off half of my daughter's shorts.

My daughter's buttocks were partially exposed, perfectly round and white, igniting an uncontrollable lust within me. My penis was pressing uncomfortably against her shorts, so I took them off. My erect penis was freed, standing tall and bouncing towards the sky.

I had no choice but to gently move my daughter's shoulders. My movements were very gentle. My sleeping daughter mumbled "I hate you," and turned back to her supine position. At that moment, I had the opportunity to pull off her entire pair of panties.

At this point, my daughter was completely naked except for the half-vest she was wearing around her waist. I could see that her mons pubis was quite high, and wispy pubic hair had already begun to grow. Actually, my daughter wasn't fully developed yet; she didn't have much pubic hair, unlike what she had told me on OICQ. I think my daughter probably told me she had a lot of pubic hair because she was afraid I would say she wasn't mature.

I gently spread her thighs apart. My daughter was still a virgin after all; even with her thighs spread, the cleft was still closed. So I knelt down on the bed between my daughter's legs and used two pairs of fingers to spread her labia majora. My daughter's vulva was still that tender, childlike pink. Even with her labia majora open, the opening of her vagina was still blocked by a pink flesh. Her labia minora were also small, but her clitoris was already erect, as if ready to welcome a man's penis.

At this moment, I was so excited that I couldn't control myself. My penis had become very thick. I thought, it's so unfair that my daughter's beautiful body should be played with by other men. So I took my penis and began to touch my daughter's erect clitoris.

At that moment, my daughter's body trembled, and she suddenly woke up. When she saw herself completely naked, and me kneeling between her legs, my large penis touching her genitals, she screamed in terror:

"Daddy, what are you doing?"

At that moment, my mind was completely possessed by the devil. I pressed myself against my daughter, tightly embracing her petite body, my penis pressing against her tender genitals, trying to force it in. However, my terrified daughter's genitals were dry, and I couldn't penetrate her at all.

My daughter moved her buttocks, trying to avoid my penis, crying and pleading: "Daddy, Daddy, no..." But I couldn't care less about that anymore. All I wanted was to enter, to enter, to possess my own daughter. I kneaded my daughter's breasts forcefully, biting her nipples. The woman beneath me was no longer the daughter I had always pampered, but a small woman.

Finally, I felt my swollen glans force open her tightly closed labia, aiming at her tight vaginal opening. I wrapped my arms around her, preparing for the final thrust.

Suddenly, I felt my daughter give up resisting. Her body went limp, her head tilted back, her small mouth opened, her disheveled hair damp with tears and sweat. She closed her eyes, resigned to her fate.

I kissed my daughter's long, white neck. Then, I heard her murmur, "Daddy, please don't hurt me..." This fragile plea instantly snapped me back to reality. This was my daughter! I gritted my teeth, withdrew my penis, and straddled her white body. With one hand, I gripped her breast with all my might, while the other hand began to stroke my own penis. Finally, my semen gushed out like a torrent, landing on her young breasts and white neck.

Afterwards, my daughter lay there like a corpse, letting me clean her body. Even when I wiped her genitals with a towel, she didn't try to hide or resist. She was completely stunned by everything that had happened that night. Finally, I covered my daughter with the blanket, went back to my room, and checked the time; it was already three in the morning.

The next morning, when my daughter saw me after getting up, her face turned red, and she lowered her head to wash her face and brush her teeth. I felt very remorseful and didn't know what to say to her. We ate breakfast in silence, and then she went to school. For the next five or six days, my daughter and I didn't talk much, and the atmosphere at home was tense.

One night a week later, I was already asleep when I suddenly felt someone beside me. I woke up with a start and saw my daughter standing in front of my bed. I quickly sat up and asked, "What's wrong?" I turned on the light and found my daughter crying. It was very cold, so I quickly pulled her into the blanket and hugged her, constantly asking her questions, but she just cried and didn't say anything. After repeated questioning, my daughter finally said, "Daddy doesn't like me anymore." I understood, so I said, "Silly child, Daddy loves you so much!" Then, I cupped her small face in my hands and kissed her forehead, gradually moving my lips to her cherry-like mouth. My daughter trembled slightly; this was her first kiss, pure and sweet.

Suddenly, I felt a surge of heat rush down my body, and my manhood, a symbol of masculine power, became erect again.

I laid my daughter down on the bed. She lay there as if asleep, so small, so small it broke my heart. I took off my clothes and reached for her chest, unbuttoning the top button. My daughter reflexively grabbed my hand with her little one. I didn't move, but simply kissed her delicate lips. Her chest heaved rapidly; I could even feel her heart pounding.

After a while, she calmed down a little and released her hands. I began to undress my daughter. She offered no resistance, like a docile lamb being stripped of her outer garments, revealing her alluring white skin. Under the lamplight, her smooth skin shimmered like phosphorescent water, making my eyes dizzy.

My daughter lay motionless on the bed, her arms crossed. I knew I couldn't wait any longer. I reached out and turned her onto her back, so her eyes were facing me. I gently but firmly pried open her arms, revealing her two round, fruit-scented, snow-white, full breasts.

I saw my daughter's eyes open slightly before closing tightly again. Then, I used my right hand to slip between her legs, spreading them apart. I saw again her newly grown pubic hair, her small, snow-white vulva trembling slightly in my vision.

I was extremely careful and attentive while doing this, as if afraid of breaking a priceless gem. Then I lay down beside her. When my already erect and impatient member touched her body, my daughter trembled again, moved slightly, then seemed to understand something and fell still. At this point, I began to caress her.

Suddenly, my daughter said, "Dad, please be gentler, I'm afraid it will hurt." I said, "I will be gentler." How could I not be gentler?

Under the bright light, I carefully admired my daughter's body. I saw my daughter, who was not yet fully developed, with such fair skin. Her two nipples, only the size of cherries, were so small and cute, resting on her budding and firm breasts. At nineteen, she was not yet fully mature. Her slender waist and long, thin legs exuded youthful charm, and the center of this charm was her vulva. At the junction of her legs below her flat stomach, her mons pubis was high and raised, with just a few fuzzy hairs growing on it.

I pressed my face against my daughter's mons pubis, inhaling the unique scent of a virgin. Then, I kissed her labia like a kiss on the lips. My daughter's body trembled, and I was surprised to find that her erect clitoris peeked out from her tightly closed vulva.

My hand, which had been caressing my daughter's breasts, slowly moved down, finding the slightly parted vulva. I slid two fingers down the vulva, touching the pointed clitoris between the labia majora. I gently pinched the clitoral hood between my daughter's fingers and slowly pushed it up and down. After a while, I clearly felt my daughter's clitoris swell even more, slowly hardening, the nerves inside throbbing.

My daughter's body, lying on the bed, finally trembled violently. She frowned and clenched her teeth, kicking her legs and grinding her lower body repeatedly. Her small vulva trembled, like lips shivering in the cold.

I looked at the pink cleft between her snow-white thighs, spread wide apart, the petals clearly defined, revealing a pale pink opening. I pinched her erect clitoris again. Although my daughter's body was still young, her clitoris was already like an adult's. I felt my erect penis burning like hot chrome.

The flush on my daughter's face began to spread down her neck, and soon her snow-white, swollen breasts also turned pink. I leaned down. I took my daughter's already erect nipple into my mouth and sucked on it. At that moment, I heard my daughter moaning in a dreamy voice, "Daddy...Daddy..." I was very excited and said to her, "My good daughter, Daddy is so excited that he can't take it anymore. Daddy is going to put this thing inside you." Tears welled up in my daughter's eyes. I said, "I'm starting." My daughter just nodded. So, I climbed on top of my daughter, gently pressed down, and used my legs to spread my daughter's legs as wide as possible, making a slit in her vulva. I gently hugged my daughter with both hands, one hand separating my daughter's labia majora, and the other hand holding my penis, aiming it at my daughter's vaginal opening.

Then, I gently lowered my hips, feeling my thick, hard penis finally stretch open my daughter's vagina. I slowly moved my hips, using my strength to gradually insert the head of my penis into her body. My daughter's vagina was very small; only halfway in, and I felt a great squeezing force.

Suddenly, I felt the squeezing force lessen, indicating that the head of my penis was fully inside. When I pushed harder, I felt significant resistance, indicating that my penis had reached my daughter's hymen. I was delighted to find that although my daughter had inserted her fingers into her vagina, her hymen had not broken.

To prevent the excruciating pain of breaking her hymen, I held my daughter tightly and thrust with all my might, my thick penis piercing through her hymen and penetrating her still-developing vagina.

"Ah...Daddy...it hurts..." The intense pain caused my daughter to cry out. Her tender little body tensed like a bow, then trembled uncontrollably, breaking out in a cold sweat. Her small vagina spasmed and contracted, but I had no other choice but to hold her trembling body tightly and push my penis even deeper.

The intense pain caused my daughter's small body to spasm uncontrollably. Overwhelmed with excitement, I was unable to thrust. I simply held my daughter's body, panting heavily, trying to resist the waves of orgasmic pleasure.

Her vagina gripped my penis, spasming as if reaching its climax. Finally, I lost control, and a torrent of semen, like a powerful jet, shot deep into her young, tender body.

That night, I fell asleep holding my naked daughter.

The next morning, when I woke up, the first thing I saw was my daughter, sleeping soundly. Looking at her beautiful face, I realized she had truly grown up. Her face nestled against my chest, occasionally pursing her lips, as if she were about to drool like a child.

I held my daughter tightly, kissing her hair, my love overflowing. I felt she was the best gift God had ever given me.

A little while later, she woke up. She immediately realized she was in my arms, her face turning bright red. She sat up abruptly, got out of bed, rushed to her room, and closed the door. I got up, dressed, and went to her door, gently knocking. But she didn't answer. I was nervous, wondering what had happened. I knocked again, and this time the door opened. My daughter, already dressed in her school uniform, stood before me with her head down.

"What's wrong? Are you angry?" she asked, shaking her head,

her face flushed.

"I'm sorry, scold me if you want,"

she said, still shaking her head. I really don't know what to do. My heart is pounding. All I heard my daughter say was:

"Daddy, I want to eat breakfast."

So I quickly made breakfast for my daughter and prepared her lunch (she always brings her own lunch to school).

All day at work, my mind was in turmoil. I'm not a good father. No matter how beautiful my daughter is, I can't do this to her! What if she can't understand? She's so young; I deserve to die for doing this! That

evening, I prepared dinner and waited for her to come home. When the doorbell rang, my heart tightened again. What would happen to her?

"Daddy," my daughter called out when she saw me. A weight lifted from my heart. My daughter smiled innocently, her big eyes clear and bright. She told me about school, as if nothing had happened the night before. Father and daughter sat around the table, eating and talking about other things.

After finishing dinner and washing the dishes, I noticed my daughter hadn't gone to her room as usual. Instead, she was sitting on the sofa in the living room, seemingly waiting for me. So I sat down next to her, took her little hand, and gently said, "My dear, I was wrong. You can scold me." My daughter didn't say anything, just shook her head. Unexpectedly, she suddenly threw herself into my arms and started sobbing. I quickly hugged her and wiped her tears with my mouth. Her tears were salty, carrying a youthful scent, and my penis instantly became erect again. My mouth naturally moved to hers, and to my surprise, her little tongue actively slipped into my mouth.

My heart was filled with emotion. Yes, my daughter has grown up. I remember when she was little, I would carry her everywhere, letting her ride on my shoulders. Bathing her was always my responsibility then; she loved playing in the water, always splashing water everywhere. But as she's grown up, she and I have become more and more distant, and I don't want that.

So I said to her, "My dear, you've grown up. Let Daddy take a good look at you, okay?" Her face turned bright red, and she just nodded. I pulled her to the large dressing mirror in the house, had her stand in front of me, and I stood behind her. With her leaning against my strong frame, I realized that she had grown taller than my shoulders, and she had indeed become more and more beautiful.

I started unbuttoning my daughter's clothes, and slowly, I took them all off.

I saw a very stimulating picture: I was still dressed, while my daughter was completely naked, her skin dazzlingly white, her breasts high and full, and on her snow-white nipples, two small, still childlike nipples, seemingly transparent pink, shyly tucked away, exceptionally eye-catching.

I hugged my daughter from behind, one hand caressing her breasts, the other stroking between her legs. My daughter's body had become limp; she couldn't stand and could only lean against me, resting her head on my shoulder. My daughter's face became very hot, her heart was pounding as if it would burst out of her mouth, and her breathing became hot.

I noticed my daughter's breasts are really big now, and very firm; even without a bra, they stand tall and proud. I stroked and kneaded them, watching her passionate expression, and felt so proud to have such a daughter!

My erection was already pressing against her buttocks. Ah, so hard, so captivating! My daughter's buttocks have become round and soft. My daughter's life began with this thing; there are so many of her little brothers and sisters there, wanting to enter their older sister's body too!

I saw my daughter's vulva. The newly grown, light pubic hair was scattered lightly on her mons pubis. Her childlike labia were tightly joined together, and the tiny, bud-like things above the cleft were already erect and hard. Even with her legs together, they still peeked out from the cleft, revealing a tiny red dot.

Ah, my dear daughter, you look so exciting!

I stroked my daughter's vulva with both hands, parting her clitoris. My daughter was still very young, and I saw a pale pink mucous membrane inside. My fingers slowly caressed my daughter's clitoris. With each touch, her body jerked as if electrocuted, sending electric currents through me. My penis grew harder and thicker, and my breathing became rapid.

Ah, I can't take it anymore! This feeling is so intense, I really can't bear it! My thick, erect penis thrust upwards, reaching between my daughter's legs from behind. In the mirror, I saw my swollen, glistening glans protruding between her legs in front of her. I felt my pubic hair touch my daughter's smooth, white buttocks.

My daughter seemed unable to stand any longer; her chest heaved with rapid breathing, the air hot as she exhaled. She wrapped her arms around my neck from behind, arching her back like a bow, her breasts thrusting out for me to squeeze forcefully.

My fingers entered her vagina, penetrating deeply, as if trying to lift her body. Finally, I felt myself touching that place deep inside her belly, that pulsating little ball, the place where she might one day nurture a baby.

Suddenly, waves of warmth coursed through my body; I felt like I was melting from this child.

My daughter's legs were soaking wet, her lower body contracting and relaxing, her uterus pulsating. Ah, I couldn't take it anymore. I held my daughter like that and carried her to the bed. My daughter lay face down on the bed, hugging her pillow and biting the pillowcase into her mouth, sobbing.

I pressed down on her from behind, my entire weight on her petite, delicate body.

Ah! Her upturned buttocks were so soft yet firm; I could feel my large, hard penis touching her genitals from behind.

Ah! My dear daughter, even on your back, I feel this excited. I felt her body was ready to receive me; she was already so wet. So, I spread her legs a little, lifted myself up, and adjusted my position, my large penis thrusting deeply into her vagina from behind.

Ah! I couldn't take it anymore; this position was too stimulating. My penis was directly stimulating my daughter's clitoris inside her vagina. My daughter felt like she was being electrocuted; with each thrust, her body involuntarily jerked! Moans emanated from deep within her body, flowing from her small mouth. I knew she was also uncontrollably excited.

I slightly lifted her body, using one hand to encircle and caress her breasts, and the other to stroke her lips. Then I put my hand in her mouth and made her suckle. I forced her to turn around and kiss me. "Ah!" she couldn't help but moan with pleasure. My daughter

frowned, clenched her teeth, and kicked her legs violently, her lower body constantly twisting and turning, resisting the pleasure within her body.

In a daze, I realized this position was giving my daughter such intense pleasure. Finally, she turned and kissed me. My head was spinning, my blood was boiling, my heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of my mouth, and I couldn't control the throbbing of my penis. I pressed against her back, tightly against her round buttocks, and her moans escaped with the word "Daddy."

Suddenly, I felt her small vulva tremble, and that ticklish sensation spread throughout my body. My thrusts became even more intense.

Suddenly, my daughter shivered, her whole body trembling.

Ah, I can't take it anymore! I gritted my teeth, resisting the overwhelming urge to ejaculate. But I couldn't resist any longer. I felt the tension in my body suddenly stop, followed by a euphoric climax. This euphoria started at the head of my penis and radiated throughout my lower abdomen.

Ah, my daughter, my good daughter! Finally, a large gush of semen shot deep into my daughter's small body with great force. My fingers involuntarily clenched, gripping my daughter's youthful breasts tightly.

My daughter's body began to spasm. To resist this spasm, she bit the pillow and gripped the sheets with both hands, but the spasm spread uncontrollably throughout her body, and finally, even my daughter's small vulva contracted in waves.

"Ah, Daddy..." my daughter cried out involuntarily, already in a semi-conscious state.

In the dizziness of ejaculation, I felt my semen gushing out inside her. Ah! That was my semen, containing my daughter's younger brother and sister. I felt the semen spreading within their older sister, as if returning to my warm home.

My dear daughter, she was originally a part of this place; she accepted herself! My daughter let out a loud, joyful moan.

I ejaculated so much... my daughter also reached orgasm, her face flushed, her body convulsing uncontrollably. She had finally experienced sexual pleasure beneath a real man.

I watched with awe the expression on my daughter's face as she reached orgasm. It was an expression completely different from her usual one. Her hair was sticky with sweat, her pink body covered in a thin layer of perspiration. In that instant, I felt I had fallen in love with my dear daughter. I would never allow anyone to see that expression again; it belonged to me alone.

[The End]

My daughter is nineteen years old. Last year, I bought her a computer, and she plays with it obsessively every day.

One day, I casually opened her OICQ history and was utterly shocked. The things those people were talking about with my daughter were practically accusations of raping her. But I didn't say anything to my daughter. I just often secretly read her OICQ history, and each time I read it, I felt incredibly excited, as if my daughter were in my arms, making me want to masturbate to ejaculate.

From then on, whenever I heard the "beep beep" of my daughter's OICQ in the dead of night, I knew what was going on.

I could almost see my daughter undressed and sitting naked at the computer, her snow-white body exposed. As she talked to a strange boy, her small breasts swelled and her nipples stood erect. She involuntarily spread her legs ("very wide apart," that's what she told people), and her tightly closed vulva opened with a pink slit.

My penis became erect, the nerves inside throbbing, my heart pounding as if it would burst out of my mouth, my breathing rapid and uncontrollable. I desperately suppressed the urge to enter my daughter's room, imagining her body as I stroked my large penis until my semen gushed out like a fountain.

The next day, after my daughter went to school, I would, as usual, turn on her computer and access her OICQ history. Seeing her describing her excited feelings to others always made me uncontrollably excited, and I would masturbate while reading.

Seeing these conversations, I truly felt that my daughter had really grown up.

I'm the CEO of a company. I have my own office and computer, and my wife divorced me a long time ago. One day, I was in a meeting until 10 p.m., and I wondered: Is my daughter at home surfing the internet? So I turned on the computer and called my daughter's number using OICQ. To my surprise, her avatar lit up quickly and she responded: "Who are you?" I told her, "I'm an old man, my wife left me, and I'm home alone." My daughter replied, "Ah, just like your dad!" My heart pounded. I asked her, "Can you keep me company for a bit?" My daughter immediately replied, "Sure!" I said, "But you're too young."

My daughter replied, "How did you know?"

I said, "I have the information!"

My daughter paused for a moment and replied, "Does it matter?"

I said, "Of course not, but have you really grown up?" My daughter replied, "I have." At this point, I understood that I could communicate with my daughter online. Below is a copy of our conversation:

Me: Have you really grown up?

Daughter: Really.

Me: Adults have hair between their legs, do you?

Daughter: ...

Me: It's okay, tell me!

Daughter: I do!

Me: And your breasts?

Daughter: They're swollen too.

Me: Are they big?

Daughter: Well, they're pretty big.

Me: Have you ever had sex?

Daughter: Well, that's a shy question, I wouldn't say I have.

Me: What do you mean by not having sex?

Daughter: It's... it's that a man's thing hasn't actually gone inside me yet.

Me: And your own fingers?

Daughter: My fingers... I've gone inside. When I'm online, and I get excited talking to people, I'll use my fingers.

Me: Is it comfortable?

Daughter: It hurts a little at first, but then... then... I really need it.

Me: Do you have a boyfriend?

Daughter: Not yet, I'm in high school.

Me: So, do you have a boy you like?

Daughter: Not really, but…

Me: It's okay, be bold and say it.

Daughter: I, I like my dad!

At this moment, my penis instantly became erect, and my heart pounded even harder. So this is how my daughter feels about me! I suppressed my excitement and continued to ask her.

Me: You can't like your own father.

Daughter: Yeah, of course I know, but I think my dad is so manly!

Me: You can like other boys, right?

Daughter: I can't explain it, Uncle, do you know?

Me: Hmm?

Daughter: One night, I dreamed that I did *that* with my dad.

Me: What happened?

Daughter: I was so shy, I couldn't say it.

Me: It's okay, I understand.

Daughter: Uncle is so nice.

Me: Go ahead!

Daughter: That night, I dreamt that my dad was holding me, he was on top of me, and then… Me: What happened?

Daughter: Then I woke up.

Me: And then?

Daughter: When I woke up, my legs were still spread apart, it looked so indecent.

Me: And then?

Daughter: Then… I inserted my fingers inside, and while inserting them, I softly called out: Daddy.

At that moment, I was so excited that I couldn't control myself. I never dreamed that my daughter would have such feelings for me.

I stroked my now-erect penis, and used my own words to kiss my daughter's lips, caress her breasts, and caress her small, still tender vulva between her legs.

Suddenly, I heard my daughter moaning through my speakers. I was startled; her microphone was on, and OICQ was transmitting her voice. I quickly unplugged my microphone to prevent my voice from being heard, switched to headphones, and continued texting while listening to her moans.

Me: My thing is erect.

Daughter: Oh, how scary!

Me: It's pointing at the screen.

Daughter: Is it big and thick?

Me: Very big and thick, the head is already shining.

Daughter: Ah, I'm so excited!

Me: Take off your panties.

Daughter: I've already taken my clothes off!

Me: What position are you in now?

Daughter: My legs are spread apart, so that part is facing the screen.

Me: How does that part look now?

Daughter: It's red, swollen, and itchy.

Me: What about your clitoris?

Daughter: It's erect, hard, and throbbing.

Me: Is your dad home? (I knew the answer.)

Daughter: He went to a meeting and hasn't come back yet.

Me: Is anyone else home?

Daughter: No, I can't breathe right now.

Me: Then moan loudly if you want!

Daughter: Ah… I want Uncle's big thing to go in.

Me: Okay, I'll stick it out from the screen and put it inside your little thing.

Daughter: Ah… Uncle…

At this moment, a loud moan came through the earpiece. I knew my daughter was too excited to control herself, so I quickly sent a message:

Me: Touch yourself with your hand.

But my daughter didn't reply; her moans just grew louder. So, I zoomed in on my daughter's photo on the screen, pulled down my pants, stood up, and held my large penis against her beautiful face. While listening to her moans, I stroked my penis.

Finally, when my daughter reached orgasm, I clearly heard her cry out, "...My daddy…" My semen gushed out like a fountain, landing on my daughter's smiling face on the screen.

After a while, a message came from the other end:

Daughter: Uncle, what's wrong?

Me: I ejaculated.

Daughter: A lot?

Me: A lot, a lot.

Daughter: What a pity!

Me: Yes, it would have shot inside your little body.

Daughter: Uncle, are you tired?

Me: Very tired, you should rest early too.

Daughter: Yes, I have to go to school tomorrow, goodbye Uncle!

...

When I got home, my daughter was already asleep. I went back to my room and heard my daughter's even breathing from the next room. Recalling what had just happened, my penis became erect again, and I involuntarily started masturbating again.

From then on, I often used the opportunity of not going home for meetings to communicate with my daughter online. After a while, I found that when I was at home, my daughter's OICQ calls became less and less frequent. Sometimes, I secretly checked my daughter's OICQ history and found that fewer and fewer other friends were left, and only my records remained. I realized that I had become my daughter's real online lover.

One evening, I used OICQ to bring my daughter to orgasm twice in the office. When I got home, she was already asleep. Lying in bed, I suddenly thought, why can't I see my daughter's real body?

This thought sent a rush of blood to my head, making my head spin. I thought my daughter must be very tired now; I could just peek quietly without her noticing. So, I got up and quietly went to my daughter's bedroom door. I pushed it open, and there it was—she hadn't locked it. I was overjoyed. I quietly went to her bedside, turned on the bedside lamp, and finally saw my daughter sleeping.

My daughter had really grown up; she had become very beautiful. In her sleep, her cheeks were rosy, and sometimes she would purse her lips sweetly, making my heart itch with desire. So I gently lifted her blanket. My daughter, who had already reached orgasm twice, was fast asleep from exhaustion and didn't even realize the blanket had been pulled back. She wasn't wearing a bra, just a short vest. Her young breasts, white and elastic, stood erect, pushing the vest high.

I gently stroked them; her skin was very smooth. I pressed them with my fingers; my daughter's breasts were very elastic. I didn't dare use too much force, afraid of waking her. Suddenly, I saw a pencil sharpener on my daughter's desk, and on a whim, I grabbed it and cut the two straps of her vest, then pulled it down a bit, revealing my daughter's white, full breasts.

My daughter has really grown up; her breasts are quite full, though her nipples are still small, pink like a child's. I couldn't resist licking them. My sleeping daughter suddenly shuddered and let out a soft moan, and her tiny nipples stood erect. Seeing this, my penis instantly became erect, pushing against my waistband, and my breathing quickened.

I thought, since things have come to this, I might as well take off my daughter's shorts. I masturbated while looking at her body; it shouldn't be incestuous. So I started to take off her panties. Unexpectedly, my daughter's buttocks were pressing down on her briefs, making it impossible to take them off. I was anxious and afraid of waking her up, so I thought I'd just cut them open with a knife. Suddenly, my daughter started talking in her sleep, rolled over, and turned to sleep on her side. This gave me a chance to pull down half of her shorts.

Half of her buttocks was exposed, perfectly round and white, which ignited my lust uncontrollably. My penis was pressing uncomfortably against the shorts, so I took off my own shorts. My erect penis was freed, standing tall and bouncing towards the sky.

I had no choice but to gently move my daughter's shoulders. My movements were very gentle. My sleeping daughter mumbled "I hate you" and turned to lie on her back. At that moment, I had the chance to take off her entire pair of panties.

Now, my daughter was completely naked except for the half-vest she was wearing around her waist. I could see that her mons pubis was quite high, and light pubic hair had already begun to grow on it. Actually, my daughter wasn't fully developed yet; she didn't have much pubic hair, unlike what she told me on OICQ. I think my daughter probably told me she had a lot of pubic hair because she was afraid I would say she wasn't mature.

I gently spread her thighs. My daughter was still a virgin; even with her thighs spread, the cleft remained closed. So I knelt between her legs on the bed and used two fingers to spread her labia majora. Her vulva was still that tender, childlike pink. Even with her labia majora open, the vaginal opening was still plugged by pink flesh. Her labia minora were also small, but her clitoris was already erect, as if ready to welcome a man's penis.

At this moment, I was so excited that I couldn't control myself. My penis had become very large. I thought, it's so unfair that my daughter's beautiful body should be played with by other men. So I took my penis and began to touch my daughter's erect clitoris.

At that moment, my daughter's body trembled, and she suddenly woke up. When she saw herself completely naked, and me kneeling between her legs, my large penis touching her genitals, she screamed in terror:

"Daddy, what are you doing?"

At that moment, my mind was completely possessed by the devil. I pressed myself against my daughter, tightly embracing her petite body, my penis pressing against her tender genitals, trying to force it in. However, my terrified daughter's genitals were dry, and I couldn't penetrate her at all.

My daughter moved her buttocks, trying to avoid my penis, crying and pleading: "Daddy, Daddy, no..." But I couldn't care less about that anymore. All I wanted was to enter, to enter, to possess my own daughter. I kneaded my daughter's breasts forcefully, biting her nipples. At this moment, beneath me was no longer the daughter I had always pampered, but a small woman.

Finally, I felt my swollen glans force open my daughter's tightly closed labia, aiming at her tight vaginal opening. So, I embraced my daughter with both arms, preparing for the final thrust.

Suddenly, I felt my daughter give up resisting. Her body went limp, her head tilted back, her small mouth opened, her disheveled hair damp with tears and sweat. She closed her eyes, ready to accept her fate.

I kissed my daughter's long, white neck. At that moment, I heard her murmur, "Daddy, please don't hurt me..." This fragile plea instantly snapped me back to reality. This was my daughter! So I gritted my teeth, withdrew my penis, and straddled my daughter's white body. With one hand, I gripped her breast with all my might, while the other hand began to stroke my own penis. Finally, my semen gushed out like a torrent, landing on my daughter's young breasts and white neck.

Afterwards, my daughter acted as if she were dead, letting me clean her body. Even when I wiped her genitals with a towel, she didn't try to hide or avoid me. She was completely stunned by everything that had happened that night. Finally, I covered her with the blanket and went back to my room. I checked the time; it was already 3 a.m.

The next morning, when my daughter got up and saw me, her face turned red, and she lowered her head to wash her face and brush her teeth. I felt very remorseful and didn't know what to say to her. We ate breakfast in silence, and then she went to school. For the next five or six days, my daughter and I didn't say much to each other; the atmosphere at home was very tense.

One night a week later, I was already asleep when I suddenly felt someone beside me. I woke up with a start and, through my hazy vision, saw my daughter standing by my bed. I quickly sat up and asked, "What's wrong?" I turned on the light and found my daughter crying. It was cold, so I quickly pulled her into the covers and hugged her, asking her questions repeatedly. She just cried and wouldn't speak. After my persistent questioning, she finally said, "Daddy doesn't like me anymore." I understood, so I said, "Silly girl, Daddy loves you so much!" Then I cupped her little face in my hands and kissed her forehead, gradually moving my lips to her cherry-like mouth. My daughter trembled slightly. It was her first kiss, pure and sweet.

Suddenly, I felt a surge of heat rush down my body, and my manhood, the symbol of masculine power, became erect again.

I laid my daughter down on the bed. She lay there as if asleep, so small, so small it broke my heart. I took off my own clothes and reached for her chest, unbuttoning the top button. My daughter reflexively grabbed my hand with her little one. I didn't move, but simply kissed her delicate lips. Her chest heaved rapidly; I could even feel her heart pounding.

After a while, she calmed down a little and released my hand. I began to undress my daughter. She offered no resistance, like a docile lamb as her outer garments were stripped off, revealing her alluring, white skin. Under the light, her smooth skin shimmered like phosphorescent water, making my eyes dizzy.

My daughter lay motionless on the bed, her arms crossed. I knew I couldn't wait any longer. I reached out and turned her onto her back, so her eyes were facing me. I gently but firmly pried open her arms, revealing her two round, fruit-scented, snow-white, full breasts.

I saw my daughter's eyes open slightly before closing tightly again. Then, I used my right hand to slip between her legs, spreading them apart. I saw again her newly grown pubic hair, her small, snow-white vulva trembling slightly in my vision.

I was extremely careful and attentive while doing this, as if afraid of breaking a priceless gem. Then I lay down beside her. When my already erect and impatient member touched her body, my daughter trembled again, moved slightly, then seemed to understand something and fell still. At this point, I began to caress her.

Suddenly, my daughter said, "Dad, please be gentler, I'm afraid it will hurt." I said, "I will be gentler." How could I not be gentler?

Under the bright light, I carefully admired my daughter's body. I saw my daughter, who was not yet fully developed, with such fair skin. Her two nipples, only the size of cherries, were so small and cute, resting on her budding and firm breasts. At nineteen, she was not yet fully mature. Her slender waist and long, thin legs exuded youthful charm, and the center of this charm was her vulva. At the junction of her legs below her flat stomach, her mons pubis was high and raised, with just a few fuzzy hairs growing on it.

I pressed my face against my daughter's mons pubis, inhaling the unique scent of a virgin. Then, I kissed her labia like a kiss on the lips. My daughter's body trembled, and I was surprised to find that her erect clitoris peeked out from her tightly closed vulva.

My hand, which had been caressing my daughter's breasts, slowly moved down, finding the slightly parted vulva. I slid two fingers down the vulva, touching the pointed clitoris between the labia majora. I gently pinched the clitoral hood between my daughter's fingers and slowly pushed it up and down. After a while, I clearly felt my daughter's clitoris swell even more, slowly hardening, the nerves inside throbbing.

My daughter's body, lying on the bed, finally trembled violently. She frowned and clenched her teeth, kicking her legs and grinding her lower body repeatedly. Her small vulva trembled, like lips shivering in the cold.

I looked at the pink cleft between her snow-white thighs, spread wide apart, the petals clearly defined, revealing a pale pink opening. I pinched her erect clitoris again. Although my daughter's body was still young, her clitoris was already like an adult's. I felt my erect penis burning like hot chrome.

The flush on my daughter's face began to spread down her neck, and soon her snow-white, swollen breasts also turned pink. I leaned down. I took my daughter's already erect nipple into my mouth and sucked on it. At that moment, I heard my daughter moaning in a dreamy voice, "Daddy...Daddy..." I was very excited and said to her, "My good daughter, Daddy is so excited that he can't take it anymore. Daddy is going to put this thing inside you." Tears welled up in my daughter's eyes. I said, "I'm starting." My daughter just nodded. So, I climbed on top of my daughter, gently pressed down, and used my legs to spread my daughter's legs as wide as possible, making a slit in her vulva. I gently hugged my daughter with both hands, one hand separating my daughter's labia majora, and the other hand holding my penis, aiming it at my daughter's vaginal opening.

Then, I gently lowered my hips, feeling my thick, hard penis finally stretch open my daughter's vagina. I slowly moved my hips, using my strength to gradually insert the head of my penis into her body. My daughter's vagina was very small; only halfway in, and I felt a great squeezing force.

Suddenly, I felt the squeezing force lessen, indicating that the head of my penis was fully inside. When I pushed harder, I felt significant resistance, indicating that my penis had reached my daughter's hymen. I was delighted to find that although my daughter had inserted her fingers into her vagina, her hymen had not broken.

To prevent the excruciating pain of breaking her hymen, I held my daughter tightly and thrust with all my might, my thick penis piercing through her hymen and penetrating her still-developing vagina.

"Ah...Daddy...it hurts..." The intense pain caused my daughter to cry out. Her tender little body tensed like a bow, then trembled uncontrollably, breaking out in a cold sweat. Her small vagina spasmed and contracted, but I had no other choice but to hold her trembling body tightly and push my penis even deeper.

The intense pain caused my daughter's small body to spasm uncontrollably. Overwhelmed with excitement, I was unable to thrust. I simply held my daughter's body, panting heavily, trying to resist the waves of orgasmic pleasure.

Her vagina gripped my penis, spasming as if reaching its climax. Finally, I lost control, and a torrent of semen, like a powerful jet, shot deep into her young, tender body.

That night, I fell asleep holding my naked daughter.

The next morning, when I woke up, the first thing I saw was my daughter, sleeping soundly. Looking at her beautiful face, I realized she had truly grown up. Her face nestled against my chest, occasionally pursing her lips, as if she were about to drool like a child.

I held my daughter tightly, kissing her hair, my love overflowing. I felt she was the best gift God had ever given me.

A little while later, she woke up. She immediately realized she was in my arms, her face turning bright red. She sat up abruptly, got out of bed, rushed to her room, and closed the door. I got up, dressed, and went to her door, gently knocking. But she didn't answer. I was nervous, wondering what had happened. I knocked again, and this time the door opened. My daughter, already dressed in her school uniform, stood before me with her head down.

"What's wrong? Are you angry?" she asked, shaking her head,

her face flushed.

"I'm sorry, scold me if you want,"

she said, still shaking her head. I really didn't know what to do. My heart was pounding. All I heard was my daughter say,

"Daddy, I want to eat breakfast."

So I quickly made breakfast for her and prepared her lunch (she always brings her own lunch to school).

All day at work, my mind was in turmoil. I'm not a good father. No matter how beautiful my daughter is, I can't do this to her! What if she can't understand? She's so young; I'm so terrible for doing this!

That evening, I prepared dinner and waited for her to come home. When the doorbell rang, my heart pounded again. What would happen to her?

"Daddy!" my daughter called out when she saw me, and a weight lifted from my heart. She smiled innocently, her big eyes clear and bright. She told me about school, as if nothing had happened the night before. Father and daughter sat around the table, eating and talking about other things.

After finishing dinner and washing the dishes, I noticed my daughter hadn't gone to her room as usual, but was sitting on the sofa in the living room, seemingly waiting for me. So I sat down beside her, took her little hand, and gently said, "Good girl, I was wrong. You can scold me." She didn't say anything, just shook her head. Unexpectedly, she suddenly threw herself into my arms and started crying. I quickly hugged my daughter and wiped her tears with my mouth. Her tears were salty, carrying the scent of youth, and my penis instantly became erect again. My mouth naturally moved to hers, and unexpectedly, her little tongue actively slipped into my mouth.

At that moment, my heart was filled with emotion. Yes, my daughter had grown up. I remembered when she was little, I would carry her everywhere, letting her ride on my shoulders. Back then, bathing her was my responsibility; she loved playing in the water, always splashing water everywhere. But as she grew up, she and I became more and more distant, and I didn't want it to be like this.

So I said to my daughter, "Good girl, you've grown up. Let Daddy take a good look at you, okay?" My daughter's face turned bright red, and she just nodded. I pulled her to the large full-length mirror in the house, had her stand in front of me, and stood behind her. My daughter leaned against my burly body, and I realized that she had grown taller than my shoulders. Moreover, she was indeed becoming more and more beautiful.

I started unbuttoning my daughter's clothes, and slowly, I took off all her clothes.

I saw a very stimulating picture. I was still dressed, while my daughter was completely naked, her skin dazzlingly white, her breasts high and full. On her snow-white nipples, two small, still childlike nipples, like transparent pink, shyly tucked inside, particularly eye-catching.

I hugged my daughter from behind, one hand caressing her breasts, the other between her legs. Her body went limp; she couldn't stand and could only lean against me, resting her head on my shoulder. Her face was burning hot, her heart pounding as if it would burst from her chest, and her breathing was rapid.

I noticed her breasts were really big now, and very firm; even without a bra, they stood tall and proud. I caressed and kneaded them, watching her passionate expression, and felt so proud to have such a daughter!

My erection was pressing against her buttocks. Ah, so hard, so arousing! My daughter's buttocks have become round and soft. Her life began with this thing of mine. There are so many little brothers and sisters of hers there, and they want to enter their older sister's body too!

I saw my daughter's vulva. The light pubic hair that had just grown out was lightly distributed on the raised mons pubis. Her childlike labia were tightly joined together, and the little bud-like things on the cleft were already hard and erect. Even with her legs together, they still peeked out from the cleft, revealing a tiny red dot.

Ah, my good daughter, you look so exciting!

I stroked my daughter's vulva with both hands, parting her flower garden. My daughter is still very young. I saw a light pink mucous membrane inside. My fingers slowly caressed my daughter's clitoris. With each touch, her body jerked as if electrocuted, sending electric currents through me. My penis grew harder and thicker, and my breathing became rapid.

Ah, I can't take it anymore! This feeling is so intense, I really can't bear it! My thick, erect penis thrust upwards, reaching between my daughter's legs from behind. In the mirror, I saw my swollen, glistening glans protruding between her legs in front of her. I felt my pubic hair touch my daughter's smooth, white buttocks.

My daughter seemed unable to stand any longer; her chest heaved with rapid breathing, the air hot as she exhaled. She wrapped her arms around my neck from behind, arching her back like a bow, her breasts thrusting out for me to squeeze forcefully.

My fingers entered her vagina, penetrating deeply, as if trying to lift her body. Finally, I felt myself touching that place deep inside her belly, that pulsating little ball, the place where she might one day nurture a baby.

Suddenly, waves of warmth coursed through my body; I felt like I was melting from this child.

My daughter's legs were soaking wet, her lower body contracting and relaxing, her uterus pulsating. Ah, I couldn't take it anymore. I held my daughter like that and carried her to the bed. My daughter lay face down on the bed, hugging her pillow and biting the pillowcase into her mouth, sobbing.

I pressed down on her from behind, my entire weight on her petite, delicate body.

Ah! Her upturned buttocks were so soft yet firm; I could feel my large, hard penis touching her genitals from behind.

Ah! My dear daughter, even on your back, I feel this excited. I felt her body was ready to receive me; she was already so wet. So, I spread her legs a little, lifted myself up, and adjusted my position, my large penis thrusting deeply into her vagina from behind.

Ah! I couldn't take it anymore; this position was too stimulating. My penis was directly stimulating my daughter's clitoris inside her vagina. My daughter felt like she was being electrocuted; with each thrust, her body involuntarily jerked! Moans emanated from deep within her body, flowing from her small mouth. I knew she was also uncontrollably excited.

I slightly lifted her body, using one hand to encircle and caress her breasts, and the other to stroke her lips. Then I put my hand in her mouth and made her suckle. I forced her to turn around and kiss me. "Ah!" she couldn't help but moan with pleasure. My daughter

frowned, clenched her teeth, and kicked her legs violently, her lower body constantly twisting and turning, resisting the pleasure within her body.

In a daze, I realized that this position could give my daughter such great pleasure. Finally, my daughter turned around and kissed me on her own initiative. My head was spinning, my blood was boiling, and my heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of my mouth. I couldn't control the throbbing of my penis. I pressed down on my daughter's back, pressing tightly against her round buttocks. My daughter's moans included the word "Daddy".

Suddenly, I felt my daughter's small vulva tremble, and that tingling sensation spread throughout my body, making my movements more intense.

Suddenly, my daughter shivered, her whole body trembling.

Ah, I couldn't take it anymore! I gritted my teeth, resisting the intense urge to ejaculate. But I couldn't resist any longer; I felt the tension in my body suddenly stop, followed by a blissful climax. This bliss started at the head of my penis and radiated throughout my lower abdomen.

Ah, my daughter, my good daughter! Finally, a large gush of semen, with powerful force, shot deep into my daughter's small body. My fingers involuntarily tightened, gripping my daughter's youthful breasts tightly.

My daughter's body began to spasm. To resist the spasms, she bit the pillow and gripped the sheets, but the spasms spread uncontrollably throughout her body, until even her small genitals contracted.

"Ah, Daddy..." she cried out, already in a semi-conscious state.

In the dizziness of ejaculation, I felt my semen gushing out inside my daughter. Ah! That was my semen, containing my daughter's younger brother and sister. I felt the semen spreading within their sister, as if returning to my warm home.

My dear daughter, she was originally a part of this place; she accepted herself! My daughter let out a loud, joyful moan.

I ejaculated so much… My daughter also reached her climax. Her face was flushed, her body convulsing, unable to control herself. She had finally experienced sexual pleasure beneath a real man.

I watched with awe the expression on my daughter's face as she climaxed, an expression completely different from usual. Her hair was damp with sweat, her pink body covered in a thin layer of perspiration. In that instant, I felt I had fallen in love with my dear daughter. I would never allow anyone else to see that expression again; it belonged only to me.

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