[Little D's Story: The First Couple of Father and Daughter]

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Afternoon Rain, August 18, 1995
A torrential downpour finally graced this city in northern China on a sweltering midday.
The sweltering heat of the past few days vanished amidst flashes of lightning and thunder, giving those gathered around the table
a much-needed appetite.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
"Uncle Zhang, slow down, slow down!"
The torrential rain dimmed the midsummer sunlight, and the raindrops lashing against the windowpane wobbled and merged
, reflecting on the glass like the amorous eyes of a girl.
The wooden bed by the window creaked and groaned, its
sounds mingling with the panting of a wild animal and intermittent moans, echoing in the empty apartment.
The girl on the bed writhed like a stream, a small stream just flowing down a mountain, about to be swallowed by a great river
.
Her eyes, too, were watery, like the glass of a window being streaked by rain.
The girl's heart was also brimming with tears, not from rain, but from surging waves of passion. These waves
spread her two fair, tender thighs even wider, making her blossoming flower bud glisten with moisture.
The man on top of her was drenched in sweat; even the coolness of the torrential rain couldn't
lessen his perspiration, for his entire body was burning. A fire burned in his heart,
a fire burned in his eyes, and his enormous penis between his legs seemed to burn with fire as if only
when it penetrated the girl's narrow vulva could it find a brief respite from the heat.
The girl's vulva was flushed a deep, rosy red from the man's penetration; her two pinkish-red labia
parted, wet and gaping, desperately trying to envelop the man's thick penis. White
bubbles overflowed from her smooth vulva, and even more fluid trickled down her chrysanthemum-like anus,
splashing onto the sheets like raindrops.
The man's ample buttocks moved merrily between the girl's fair legs, dancing back and forth
like a Spanish bullfighter, each thrust piercing the girl's heart. The girl's legs, which had been bracing themselves against the edge of the bed
, grew weaker and weaker. Her pale toes, turned a deep pink from the exertion, finally gave way,
dangling behind the man, swaying gently like the pools of love in her eyes, so tender they stirred your
heart.
Beneath her curved bangs, the girl's large, crescent-shaped eyes gazed dreamily at a point on the ceiling; fine beads of sweat clung to her
fleshy
nose; her thin, rosy lips were puffed
out by her two adorable canine teeth, as if always seeking a kiss, igniting your desire. A
strand of hair fell across her cheek, and she let out muffled moans, like
a kitten in the throes of first love in March.
The girl's figure didn't resemble that of a seventeen-year-old at all. Pressed against the man's burly frame,
she appeared petite, like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old, plump, white, perhaps even with a layer of fine downy hair. However, her
swaying breasts seemed like a misplaced gift from God, or perhaps
only her breasts were developing rapidly—round, large, and soft, with two small nipples like
precious red dates embedded in white bread, bouncing and tempting your lips and teeth.
"Uncle Zhang, please… Uncle Zhang… ah… ah…"
The man didn't respond, only silently repeating the action that drove him mad, occasionally
bending down to suckle at her nipples, causing her to arch her back, sway her breasts, and cry out even
louder.
"Uncle, Uncle, no."
"Baohong, Uncle loves you, loves you."
"Ah..." The girl's moans were soft and gentle, like a kitten nestled in its owner's arms.
Suddenly, the man pulled out his penis. The round, large glans, glistening from the girl's wetness, was a bright
red, proudly standing tall amidst the tangled pubic hair, displaying the middle-aged man's abundant stamina.
The girl's body seemed to lose its footing, her eyes half-open and brimming with desire, twisting her waist in search
of pleasure: "Uncle Zhang, no, no..."
The man gazed contentedly at the girl on the bed—her hazy eyes, slightly parted lips, full breasts, delicate yet
voluptuous body, smooth, white legs, half-open vulva, and slender, white feet—everything
about her was something he had longed for, something he had secretly spied on, even secretly touched. Now, he
could finally possess her, play with her to his heart's content. He was happy.
A year ago, in the spring, through a friend's matchmaking, he entered this single-parent family, instantly transforming from a single
middle-aged man into the husband of a middle-aged woman and the stepfather of a seventeen-year-old girl. To be honest, at the time,
he truly didn't know how to face such a family, let alone how to be a good father. He simply relied on
his refined personality and semi-intellectual patience, treating her like his own daughter. The girl
respectfully called him "Uncle Zhang," never causing him trouble, and dutifully taking on some household chores. She even
covered for him when he secretly took a sip of wine, which made him very happy.
If it weren't for that sudden argument between the girl and her mother that early summer evening this year, everything
would have continued as planned. He would continue playing the role of his stepfather, and she would continue being his adorable
stepdaughter.
"If you stay with him again, get out!" He had just returned home from work when
he was greeted by his wife's hysterical roar, and the girl ran crying back to her room.
Old Zhang first comforted his still-angry wife, then knocked on his stepdaughter's door: "Baohong, let's eat!"
Using the dim sunlight streaming through the window, Old Zhang walked to the bedside, wanting to soothe the willful little girl, but
suddenly stopped in his tracks.
The girl lay flat on the bed, sobbing with her head buried under a large pillow. She wore only a
white tank top, her full breasts heaving as she spoke of her anger. The thin tank top revealed...
The outline of her full breasts was clearly visible, and even the faint pink of her nipples could be seen.
Old Zhang pursed his dry lips, suddenly realizing that the child he had always regarded as his daughter was now a complete
woman, a woman who was close to him every day, a
woman he could reach.
The girl's slender and delicate navel was perfectly set in the middle of her small waist. A pair of white cotton thongs
barely blocked Old Zhang's gaze from between her legs, barely covering the slightly raised mound.
But the thongs were so small and so tight that Old Zhang could clearly see the fleshy
cleft that could bring pleasure to every man; so small that Old Zhang immediately guessed that the girl's private parts would be like a flawless piece of jade,
smooth and hairless.
Old Zhang's crotch immediately pitched a small tent, and he desperately suppressed
the urge to shove his penis into that crevice, telling himself over and over that the girl in front of him was his
stepdaughter, whom he couldn't cross moral boundaries with, even though she was so arousing.
The girl's slender, fair thighs were casually spread open, her tender white toes like freshly peeled beans, making
Old Zhang wish he could hold them in his hands and suck on them one by one.
"No." The girl stubbornly twisted her body, facing the wall, and her small panties were pulled deep into
her buttocks, revealing a white, smooth, and cute little bottom almost completely to Old Zhang's eyes
.
"Alright, don't be angry, your mother is doing this for your own good!" Old Zhang swallowed, sat on the edge of the bed, reached
out and lightly patted the girl's crotch, then couldn't bear to move anymore.
"I told her everything, there's nothing between me and that boy, but she still doesn't believe me." "
Uncle Zhang believes me, Xiao Hong says there's nothing, so there's nothing." Old Zhang's hand slowly caressed the girl's waist down to her knees
, enjoying the smoothness of his stepdaughter's skin while almost lying on top of her, breathing in
the girl's unique fragrance, his mind filled with the image of the girl writhing and moaning beneath him.
"Someone like that, our Xiao Hong wouldn't even look at, right?"
The girl chuckled, pushed away the pillow on her head, turned around, and suddenly found
herself face to face with her stepfather. Their eyes met, and they both seemed to be electrocuted; one sat up straight, and the other
turned her head away again.
"Hmm, ah, you're all grown up now, and so beautiful, your mother's worried!" Old Zhang realized his
lapse in composure and casually pulled the nearby blanket over the girl.
"Hmph, nonsense, what's so pretty about me!" The girl suddenly sat up, her white breasts
trembling in her vest, defiantly showing off to Old Zhang.
"Alright, get up and eat, don't upset your mother, it's not easy for her raising you alone." This
time, Old Zhang simply stood up from the bedside.
"Really, isn't it good that your own daughter has boys chasing after her? Is it good that she doesn't like anyone?" The girl climbed off the bed
and jumped to the floor, her breasts trembling again, and Old Zhang's heart felt like it was going to jump out of his throat.
"How could our Xiao Hong not have anyone who likes her? That person must be blind." Old Zhang picked up the short skirt that had been thrown on the floor and
handed it to her.
The girl bent over, slipped one leg into her skirt, curled up the other, and in the instant she pulled up the skirt, her narrow
panties darted into the delicate crevice between her thighs, revealing two beautiful little petals
. Her pair of white, tender breasts were fully exposed to Old Zhang's eyes from the neckline of her vest,
even the two pink nipples. That moment was forever etched in Old Zhang's memory.
"Uncle Zhang? Uncle Zhang?"
The girl's soft cry snapped Old Zhang out of his reverie. The girl in front of him pursed her lips, her legs
dangling over the edge of the bed, her wet vulva slightly open. Old Zhang looked down at her lower body, not finding the expected
marks. Annoyance and relief were instantly consumed by an even more intense lust, an uncontrollable surge of heat
rising from his lower body.
"Little slut," the man jumped onto the bed, pulled the girl up, and pressed her against the windowsill.
The girl knelt on the bed, her arms propped against the windowsill. Old Zhang had pulled her round little bottom high, and her two
tender, rosy labia were slightly parted between her fair thighs, a thin line of glistening juice hanging from them
. Her beautiful little chrysanthemum was quietly blooming in the deep cleft of her buttocks.
Old Zhang was burning with desire; he desperately wanted to know something. He leaned down and pressed the girl's
hands down from behind, his thick penis pressing against her vulva, but not penetrating deeply, just shallowly inside. The girl twisted
her hips, wanting the man to penetrate deeper, but to no avail, panting heavily as she searched. "Baohong, tell Uncle, have you ever been with anyone else?" the man 　　asked gently
, kissing the girl's earlobe . 　　"Ah, no, no," the girl breathed heavily, tilting her head back, squinting her eyes, her sexy little mouth slightly 　　pouting, as if asking for the man's kiss, but her expression was somewhat stiff. 　　"Really?" The man's penis plunged hard into the girl's vagina. 　　"Ah—, really, it's true." The girl collapsed onto the windowsill, groaning loudly, almost 　　begging for mercy. 　　"Lying!" Old Zhang thrust in again, his thick penis almost completely submerged in the girl's wet, white 　　vulva. 　　"Is it true or not?" The man's large hand slapped down on the girl's plump, white buttocks, leaving a 　　bright red handprint that brought her a dizzying pleasure amidst the pain. 　　"Yes." The girl's voice trembled, echoing in the small room. 　　"Who? That boy from the vocational school?" Uncle Zhang's penis thrust harder and harder, his hands 　　kneading the girl's soft breasts from below. 　　"No, it's not..." The girl groaned, twisting her lower body, her round buttocks pushing back forcefully, her breasts 　　jiggling beneath her. 　　"Who? Tell me who he is!" Old Zhang's penis was tightly enveloped by the girl's burning hot vagina, feeling as if it 　　was about to explode. Anger, excitement, and disappointment were all mixed together. 　　"No, no, please."

"When?" The man, not wanting to offend the girl, changed the subject. He lay on top of her again,
pinching and rubbing her nipples.
"Ah...ah, Chu, Chu Yi."
Old Zhang's penis grew even harder, painfully swollen, so he plunged it deep into the girl's vagina,
thrusting rapidly.
"Ah...ah," the girl moaned, writhing, panting, pleading.
"Who?"
"Uncle Zhang, don't, don't ask, give it to me..." The girl half-closed her eyes, collapsing onto the windowsill, her full
breasts distorted by the pressure, trembling as she enjoyed the full satisfaction between her legs.
The man began to slowly thrust in and out, the girl's labia tightly gripping his thick penis, preventing
him from fully penetrating. The narrow crevice was wet, slippery, and hot, each thrust reaching
the depths of her vagina. But what Old Zhang wanted to know more about was where the penis that had played with this beautiful vagina before him had
come from.
In the quiet room, the girl's joyful moans mingled with the "slap slap" of the penis thrusting, blending with
the "pitter-patter" of the rain falling outside the window, making this summer afternoon sound exceptionally sensual and decadent.
"Uncle Zhang, Uncle."
"Do you like it?" Old Zhang panted like a wild beast. "I like it."
"Like what?" The man slowed his thrusts, but penetrated even deeper.
"I like Uncle Zhang, ah—." The girl seemed completely immersed in the pleasure, only unconsciously
murmuring.
"Like what about Uncle Zhang?" The man continued to tease the girl's desire. "Ah, I like it, I like Uncle Zhang wanting me!" At this moment, Bao Hong only wanted the man behind her to possess 　　her body
more forcefully . 　　"Is Uncle Zhang good to you?" The man wasn't in a hurry, his thick penis slowly rubbing against the girl's vagina. 　　"Yes, yes." The girl twisted her plump buttocks, searching for the man's passion. 　　"Okay, still call me Uncle Zhang?" 　　"Ah—" 　　"Then, what should I call you?" 　　"Good girl, call me Daddy." When Old Zhang said those two words, he felt his penis being 　　squeezed tightly by the girl, and a stream of hot water instantly soaked his penis. 　　"Ah," Bao Hong groaned. 　　"Good girl, call me that." Old Zhang fucked her harder and harder. 　　"Dad, Daddy." "Ah, good girl." The man's penis went in and out of the girl's vagina faster and faster, 　　hitting the girl's sweaty buttocks 　　harder and harder . 　　"Ah—." 　　"Good girl, say it, it will be even more beautiful if you say it." 　　"Do you want Daddy to fuck you?" Old Zhang's penis was as hard as iron, Old Zhang's desire burned like an uncontrollable 　　wildfire, Old Zhang's heart pounded like a beating war drum. 　　"Ah—ah—." Although her last bit of reason was refusing, the man's request made the girl's body even more 　　excited, hot, panting rapidly, and twisting forcefully. 　　"Really?" 　　"Yes." 　　"Say it, and Daddy will make you even more beautiful." The man suddenly stopped, like the silence before a charge. 　　The girl's honeyed orifice couldn't bear the empty wait. 　　Finally, "Daddy, fuck me," the girl whispered. 　　"Louder." D Bao Hong's lewd words made the man's lust uncontrollable, surging forth 　　and spraying onto the girl's buttocks, breasts, and orifice. 　　"Daddy, fuck me!" 　　"Good girl, Daddy loves you to death." The man went mad, like a raging beast, wantonly 　　ravaging his prey under his claws, every muscle in his body trembling and shining. 　　"Ah..." The girl's face was almost pressed against the glass, her eyes already glazed over from the excitement in her lower body, 　　her thoughts driven mad by the shameless teasing of the man behind her. The rain outside the window reflected the last rays of sunlight, 　　casting a beautiful glow on the girl's cheeks. In that instant, the girl returned to spring a year ago. 　　At that time, this 47-year-old man entered her and her mother's lives. Refined, healthy, and cheerful, he 　　didn't seem to resent her arrival. She knew her mother needed a man to care for and love her. 　　More importantly, since the day her father passed away, the girl had longed for the care and 　　affection of a mature man, and Uncle Zhang gave her that. 　　When she was sick, Uncle Zhang took care of her; when she was angry, Uncle Zhang comforted her; when she was down, Uncle Zhang consoled 　　her. She began to like his well-proportioned physique, she began to like his gentle baritone voice, she even began to like 　　the masculine scent he exuded. So, when this man, in his own moments of distress, greedily fixed his fiery gaze 　　on her breasts and thighs, she felt shy, secretly delighted, satisfied, yearning, and a 　　sense of déjà vu. 　　She dressed more and more provocatively in front of him, increasingly sat on his lap and acted coquettishly, increasingly 　　liked to forget to close the door when showering, and increasingly, at night, while eavesdropping on her mother's low moans, she would 　　slip her fingers into her wet, sweet spot. More and more often, she saw the barely suppressed lust in his eyes 　　, more and more often felt his large penis quickly hardening beneath her, and more and more often 　　felt his caresses while she slept. 　　All of this finally converged on this rainy summer night—a fusion of two flames, a 　　fusion of two desires, a fusion of maturity and innocence, a fusion of paternal love and romantic love, a fusion of flesh and morality— 　　all of this was what the girl had longed for. When her stepfather frantically picked her up, ripped off her t-shirt, pulled down her shorts, 　　kneaded her breasts, and licked her vulva and anus, she knew her happiness had returned. 　　"Baohong... Baohong..." The man's breathing grew heavier, his penis thrusting harder and deeper 　　into his stepdaughter's pale buttocks. More and more fluid overflowed from the girl's pink labia 　　, her breasts swayed more violently, and her moans grew louder. Her legs could no longer support her 　　body; she could only lean against the windowsill, her buttocks raised high, allowing the man to ravage her. 　　"Dad..."

"Baohong, Xiaohong..." Old Zhang called out his stepdaughter's name as he made his final thrust. The girl's tight vagina
gave him unparalleled pleasure, her writhing body gave
him the thrill of possession, her innocent face aroused a strange lust, and her seductive moans made him unable to suppress his surging desire any longer.
"Ah...ah...Dad, Dad...please spare me, Dad...ah...ah..."
Old Zhang's hands gripped the girl's slender waist tightly, pulling her against his thick penis .
The girl's honey hole moved rapidly against the glistening shaft, her pink vulva covered with fine white fluid
, even the little chrysanthemum between her thighs was shyly half-open, receiving the moisture. The girl's
plump breasts swayed and trembled beneath him, her fair legs supporting her burning body.
"Ah...ah...Dad, um..."
"Baohong."
"Yes."
"Baohong, do you like Daddy fucking you?"
"Um, ah...I...like." The girl's whole body flushed a rosy pink with excitement.
"Dad, I like you too."
"Um."
The man began to thrust wildly, the sounds of flesh colliding mingling with the creaking of the bed.
Finally, after one last heavy thrust, the man sprayed a stream of grayish-white semen onto the girl's white
buttocks.
"Baohong, do you like it?" The man, still wanting more, explored the girl's petite body while deeply
inhaling her sweet fragrance.
"I like it!" The rosy pink on the girl's cheeks hadn't completely faded, and she curled up naked in the man's
arms, one hand gently grasping his penis.
"You're really Daddy's good daughter."
"Mmm." The girl lowered her head shyly, then pouted and gently kissed the man's cheek.
"Okay, okay, Dad will take good care of you from now on." The man's voice trembled slightly.
"Dad."
"Baohong."
Their lips intertwined again, and the man's previously limp penis rose again,
like a python poking its head out in the girl's hand.
"Dad, you're so naughty!" The girl gently stroked the penis in her hand, feeling a tingling, itchy
sensation in her lower body.
"Because my little Hong is so horny!" The man pulled the girl closer to him, lifted
one of her thighs, and slowly pushed his penis into her vagina from behind.
"Ah... Dad."
"Baohong, Dad wants to ask you something." The man's penis pushed in little by little, fully enjoying
the embrace of the girl's vulva.
"Hmm."
"Did you... with other people before...?
" "..." The girl's body trembled involuntarily.
"It's nothing, Dad's just asking. If you don't want to talk about it, Dad won't do anything." The man
pinched the girl's two soft breasts together, teasing her pink nipples.
"Dad." The girl's whole body burned up again, the fire in her heart burning even brighter, as if she had returned to that summer
day, that afternoon, that meadow, and that person.

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