Daddy's Gift

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On my twelfth birthday, Mom and Dad gave me a gift I'd wanted since I was three:
my own child .
After the birthday party ended and everyone left, Dad came into my room. I was taking off my clothes when he said to me, "How does it feel, my little princess?"
I always felt a surge of joy when this man affectionately called me his "little princess."
"Great! Daddy," I said, continuing to undress, trying to act nonchalant. It didn't matter; Dad had
seen me naked countless times before.
But this time, I wanted this man to notice that his daughter had grown up.
"Your mother thinks you're old enough," Dad said hesitantly, as if it took a lot of effort to finish the sentence.
He coughed and then said, "So, if you really want..." For the past six months, I'd been constantly pestering Mom, so I
immediately knew what Dad meant.
I almost screamed with joy.
"Did you agree?" I asked, overjoyed. "Are you willing to do this for me?" Dad nodded and said, "Well, whatever you want
, your mother said I should teach you more about sex, like what you want to learn: oral sex, regular sex, anal sex, incest, bestiality,
slavery... anything, even how to have a baby, if you want.
I'll teach you how, according to your wishes, so you can do it with your boyfriend, and we'll let you both practice. It's all up to you
. Of course, if you want, I can teach you myself, or we can skip that part and just teach you how to have fun without worrying about pregnancy. It
's all up to you!
Your mother told me your period came six months ago, which means you might be able to conceive. And you're all grown up now, so let you
make your own decision!" Dad launched into a long speech.
After he finished, he remained silent, waiting for my response.
I hadn't paid much attention to the rest of the conversation, but one part particularly intrigued me: Dad said, "I'll teach you myself." "Daddy, are you
serious ?" I pressed, wanting to make sure I heard correctly.
Hearing this, Dad looked hurt.
"Of course, of course I'm serious," he said with a wry smile. "Has Daddy ever lied to you?" That was true.
Dad never lied to his family.
Sometimes he would explain things from a strange angle, or deliberately omit certain parts, but he truly never lied.
If Dad said he was going to do something, he would definitely do it, even if he couldn't, he would try his best.
"You mean, if I ask, you'll personally have sex with me and get me pregnant with your child, is that right?" I still couldn't quite believe it.
Perhaps because of his shattered confidence, Dad still looked somewhat sad, but he nodded nonetheless.
I couldn't hold back any longer, and I couldn't pretend anymore.
"Come on, Daddy!" I laughed gleefully. "Show me how you get your daughter pregnant, the best way. I want to
feel my handsome Daddy's baby growing inside me." At this point, I had already removed all my clothes and stood there gracefully, waiting for the next step.
For a long while, Daddy just stood there, staring at me, until I reminded him.
"Please, Daddy, come on!" Daddy did as I said.
"Hurry up." Once he was fully awake, Daddy was impatient. He said, "Lie down on the bed. The first time will happen quickly. If I don't
enter you quickly, I will..." Daddy didn't finish his sentence; he hurriedly tore off his last remaining clothes and climbed on top of me.
"Spread your legs," he said in a rough voice.
As I did as he said, I felt Daddy silently slide between my legs, and then, that hard, spherical object pressed against my vagina.
I knew it was Daddy's penis; the teacher had taught us about it in class.
Dad was trying to insert his big cock into my little hole, to fill me with his semen, to carry his child.
I couldn't hold back.
At first, Dad's cock was hard to get in, so he pressed against the entrance, rubbing it up and down, letting some slippery fluid coat the tip, and then
it began to push in.
The tender flesh of my little hole was forced open a little, then opened even more.
It felt like Dad was shoving a baseball bat in.
I pursed my lips and pulled back slightly.
Of course, I didn't want to stop now!
Suddenly, there was a small "plop!" sound, and the tip of his cock plunged into my hole, about an inch.
I quickly stopped the "Oh!" that was about to escape my lips and said instead, "Okay, Daddy. Keep going, please don't stop." Dad readily complied.
He pulled back half an inch, then pushed forward again.
At this point, his cock was almost two inches in.
I glanced down between my legs, where Dad's cock was inside me.
It looked so obscene, yet so sexy, watching my naked little hole, connected to my father
's body through a long, fleshy pillar. Oh! It looked like a sausage, or a pipe, about to spray out the semen that would allow me to conceive a baby.
The feeling was so exciting; I felt waves of pleasure surging from deep within my body, finally converging...
I knew very clearly that my father felt me squeezing him; his lips trembled as he tried his best not to ejaculate, thrusting deeper and deeper with all his might.
Clenching his teeth, my father pulled back a little, then pushed back in forcefully once more, causing a sudden, sharp pain inside my hole.
"Ouch!" I cried out, tears streaming down my face, "It hurts...it hurts so much!" "I'm sorry, baby, but...Daddy is penetrating
your hymen." As we were locked in this struggle, a strange, creaking sound came from the side, almost making me jump.
I glanced to the side and saw that, without me noticing, my mother and two younger sisters were standing on either side of the bed, laughing and watching intently as my father had sex with his
daughter .
I vaguely remembered things my teacher had said before, like, "There's a thin layer of flesh inside a girl's vagina; once a man penetrates her,
she becomes a mature woman."
I knew it would hurt, but I absolutely didn't want to appear like a coward in front of my family, absolutely not.
"Keep going, Daddy, please!" I said through clenched teeth, "Keep going."
I felt satisfied to be able to say the word "do" in front of the whole family; it meant no one objected to the fact that Daddy and I were having sex.
That's it.
Once again, Daddy tried to "do" it. If it weren't for the whole family being there, I would have burst into tears.
Now, I just wanted to cover my mouth with my hand to stop the sobs.
Daddy's eight-inch penis felt like it was completely inside me.
My naked, virgin vagina obscenely wrapped around the base of his penis, rubbing against the pubic hair around Daddy's genitals.
I felt like a turkey on the table, my belly bulging, the stabbing pain still raging inside me, representing the last part of my virginity being
ravaged and shattered by my own father's penis.
But it was all worth it.
The feeling of my father's penis filling my body; the realization that my handsome father was about to ejaculate inside me, making me pregnant;
the joy of my family encouraging him to get pregnant on his first try… all intertwined into a thrill I will never forget.
All I knew was that my father loved me, that he was injecting his semen into me, and that I could nurture the child of the man I loved so deeply in my womb—this was also
a kind of orgasm.
Of course, I know some people believe that a father shouldn't have sex with his daughter, no matter the circumstances.
I think they're as crazy as those fools who see "having sex with their own children" as a responsibility.
A girl, when she's old enough to make intelligent choices, should have the right to decide her sexual partner.
If a girl wants to share her virginity with her boyfriend, then he is the one for her.
However, some girls want to have sex with their brothers, and of course, some girls fall in love with their fathers.
Some girls don't want to have sex too early; they choose to save their virginity for their husbands.
I think, if a girl falls in love with her father, and he loves her back, and he's the only person she wants to have sex with, why
should she be forced to choose secondary options?
Of course, if the father's marriage is happy, then the girl should ideally have her mother's permission, like I did.
I understand that most women would feel devastated at the thought of their husband having an affair with their daughter.
However, as I said, my mother loves me, and that's enough for her to trust my choice. She also loves my father, and that's enough for her to know she won't lose him because of
her daughter.
She even loves me so much that she's willing to let me carry my father's child.
Haha, most girls' parents don't love them that much.
I've seen a family fall apart simply because the mother was jealous of her daughter's beauty and the attraction she posed to her husband.
Knowing that my mother loves him, and is even willing to let me have his child, my father will love my mother even more, and if possible, I will love her even more.
One day, I will let my mother know how much I love her.
When the whole family encouraged Dad, hoping he would successfully give me a child, the warmth filling my heart was indescribably sweet.
This world can be a happier place, depending on people's choices. Paradise is everywhere if you're willing.
"Fuck her, Daddy!" my sister shrieked.
"Go on, darling. She'll make our daughter pregnant with your child," Mom smiled beside me.
"Yes, Daddy," I murmured, "Let your good daughter get pregnant!" Dad just smiled wryly.
Earlier, I had pulled back a little, but now, half eager, half mischievous, I took a deep breath and thrust my hips forward.
With a swift movement, the last half inch of Daddy's penis was completely inside my vagina.
"Oh!" The stimulation was stronger than I expected, making me arch my back.
The tender labia greedily sucked on Daddy's penis, the entire shaft disappearing into my belly.
I could even feel my father's glans pressing against my cervix, and the overflowing semen brought a burning sensation.
It was so stimulating.
My clitoris tightened around my father, squeezing, and an unexpected orgasm filled my senses.
Before this, I had only ever reached orgasm with my own fingers, and a couple of times with my sister.
As my body began to spasm, my father's penis throbbed inside me, and the pleasure was indescribable.
The orgasms kept rising, and I didn't even think they would stop.
Sensing my orgasms, my father seemed to feel he couldn't take it anymore. He had been trying to maintain a steady pace, letting my first time pass slowly and leisurely, so that
father and daughter could enjoy a leisurely and long sexual encounter, but now, he seemed to be losing control too.
Without warning, my father's penis suddenly increased in size, becoming longer and harder, filling my vagina completely.
To be honest, when the glans pressed against my cervix and my father began to ejaculate thick semen into my uterus, the feeling was quite dizzying.
My father roared like a wild beast:
"Mmm..." "Ooh..." "Ahhhhhh!" "Daddy loves you!" "Oh!" "Daddy's going to ejaculate inside his little daughter." "
Oh!" "Daddy's going to make you have a baby." "Oh!" "Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh..." "Little princess, Daddy really loves you!" With each "Oh,"
I felt my father's penis twitch, pressing against my lower abdomen, and thick streams of fluid forcefully injected into my unprotected, tender uterus.
My vagina still squeezed and sucked at my father's penis, like a baby nursing, not letting go of a single drop of the precious semen sprayed into my uterus.
I felt that my father would make me pregnant at this moment.
I almost melted into the love between my father and me. Not many girls love their fathers enough to want to have their children.
Of course, not many fathers want their daughters to carry their offspring, even if they ask for it.
I am so grateful that my father loves me so much that he would let my womb bear his child, and that my mother loves me so much that she would let my father lay his seed. 　　This is the best birthday
gift I have ever received.
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At that moment, Dad loved me and was willing to let me carry his child. I loved Dad just as deeply and longed for him.
Dad must have been filled with gratitude; he thanked me, thanked that a girl who loved him was willing to bear his child.
I wanted to thank Dad for letting me get pregnant; for injecting his semen into my uterus, bringing me orgasm after orgasm… As you can see, this was the inevitable
result.
Later, we lay there panting, sharing each other's joy. I could almost feel Dad's precious semen wriggling in my uterus,
searching for the long-awaited egg.
Finally, Dad slowly withdrew and stepped aside. When Dad withdrew from my body, I felt as if my whole body was about to be turned upside down.
A few drops of cloudy white liquid still clung to the tip of his red glans, like dewdrops on flower petals, trembling as they slid down to either side.
In my eyes, it was so beautiful!
Someone nearby found it amusing; my older sister reached over and scooped a few drops of semen from Dad's penis, giggling.
"Is this the material that can make a baby?" she asked, stating the facts with an amused tone.
"If I put this in my belly, will I give birth to a baby too?" Frankly, the older sister's words terrified the whole family, especially as she spoke,
reaching between her legs, pulling down her cotton panties, and slowly, clumsily inserting her semen-covered fingers into her ten-year-old vagina, mimicking
her older sister 's movements, in and out, a not-so-enjoyed expression on her face.
Good heavens, she was about to be in big trouble.
Mom and Dad immediately gave her a stern reprimand she would never forget.
Interestingly, Mom and Dad didn't try to clean the semen from her vagina; they simply told the older sister that she had to wait until she was twelve, after she had her period,
to conceive a baby like me.
The older sister insisted that she had already had her period, but Mom insisted on waiting until she was older, like me.
Later, I asked Dad, what if I got pregnant?
He told me, "Well, maybe not so soon, but we'll keep making love until you're actually pregnant." That was our plan for the future.
I also asked Dad to teach me other things, like... bestiality (you might not believe this! We went to a country
ranch with a variety of animals, stables, barns, pigsties, and dog kennels for female dogs, and... well, you won't believe what I'm telling you.) Incest (what Dad and I
did all along.) Slavery and training (for months, I was Dad's female dog slave, his personal slut, whipped immediately when my service didn't
satisfy , followed by endless tenderness and love.) Golden showers (that was really fun, you won't believe
the meaning of "coprophagia" if I never told you.)... and many, many more things.
Mom was always making sure we weren't going too far, even when she taught me the part about homosexuality.
She said it didn't matter, as long as you didn't just enjoy doing one thing. Because that would turn you into a fetishist.
I suspect I've contracted a fetish called "incest."
Of course, I have no intention of giving up on finding a man like my father. If I ever did, I know I would fight with my own sister for him,
even though it would be worth it.
Back then, my father was with me every day.
Every night, I would often fall into a deep sleep with my belly full of my father's semen.
The first night, my father came to our room (the three of us sisters lay sprawled on a big bed) and climbed onto our bed.
He moved between my legs and started having sex with me, while my two sisters watched the whole thing with wide eyes.
I didn't mind at all.
Feeling my father's big penis slide into my lower abdomen was incredibly pleasurable, and when I climaxed, I moaned loudly, not even caring if it attracted all the neighbors.
Then, when my father ejaculated his warm seed into my uterus, I felt immense pleasure; I even dared to go on TV and broadcast it live!
Of course, we all knew we should keep this a secret, but sometimes, I really wanted to shout it out loud: I wanted to be pregnant with my father's child.
The feeling was always so wonderful, Dad injecting his precious semen into my long-awaited womb.
I couldn't wait for Dad's baby to begin growing inside me.
Usually, after Dad finished with me, he would return to Mom, leaving only a sleeping body, a sticky, white slit, and a small belly full of baby
juice .
Before the first rays of sunlight touched my naked sleeping body, I would wake up because of the throbbing pain between my legs.
When I found Dad thrusting between my legs, he was usually close to ejaculating.
I could only squeeze his penis tightly and respond slightly before he filled my hole.
Dad smiled at me and said he was trying to do it while I was sleeping.
Two days later, he succeeded.
At least, he could really ride me and fuck me hard without waking me up.
It was quite sexy to know that your dad was secretly filling your belly with semen while you were sleeping.
In less than a month, Dad had truly succeeded in planting his seed. But he had no pity for the pregnant woman and continued to fuck his own daughter until the moment before I had to go to
the hospital to give birth.
This was wonderful!
For the next nine months, I enjoyed the feeling of my baby growing inside me.
As I grew fatter, my back ached more and more; later, it was the bloating and pain in my lower abdomen.
The feeling of childbirth, the pain you experience, is definitely worse than you can imagine, unless you're a woman who already has a child of your own.
If you are, then you certainly understand.
Two weeks after my natural birth, my father and I tried our best to give our son a little sister.
One thing that bothered me was looking at my older sister.
Yes! She was the one who had stuffed herself with my father's semen.
Ironically, she was pregnant too, all because of that semen-covered finger.
So, I saw my sister give birth a month before me.
Well, that was her own fault!
When my parents were surprised to find out she was already pregnant, they...

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