couple and daughter

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I'm 40 years old this year, married for over ten years, and my daughter is 16. My daughter, husband, and I have been having sex for almost two years now, and our whole family has experienced great sexual satisfaction, especially my daughter. Without the anxieties of sexual repression, her personality has become more cheerful and lively, and her grades have improved significantly. I want to write down our experience for others' reference, and we can also exchange ideas via QQ.
My husband works in a government office and is very busy, often having social engagements. So, three years ago, we had sex only four or five times a month at most. Although he always brought me to orgasm, I still felt unsatisfied. I initially thought it might be because my husband was too tired, but later he still lacked the passion he used to have, and seemed to be in poor health.
I was worried, but mostly helpless. After all, I'm a normal woman, and I was afraid that one day I would suddenly lose the pleasure of sex. What worried me even more was my daughter, who was 14 at the time. She had been menstruating for two years and was in the peak of her development. The carefree girl she used to be suddenly became preoccupied, and her grades quickly declined. I was shocked by my daughter's sudden change, and my husband was very anxious. But I'd been there too, and children these days develop earlier, plus I was suffering from sexual frustration myself. I knew her situation stemmed from the same issue, but I didn't know how to help her.
I was also extremely worried about my husband's declining sexual ability. One day, I read an article online and learned that my husband's loss of interest in sex was mainly due to our monotonous sex life. I tried to change things up to stimulate him, but nothing worked. Then one day, I read an article titled "Let Your Daughter Enjoy Sexual Pleasure," and suddenly the idea of having my husband and daughter have sex came to me. I didn't want to tell my husband, so I decided to start by masturbating my daughter. I hoped she would quickly regain the joy of normal life. For a middle school girl, these are the golden years of her life; she shouldn't be spending them in pain and repression. I didn't want my tragedy to happen to her.
One night, I deliberately slept with my daughter to carry out my plan. The first time I masturbated her, perhaps because it was the first time a foreign object had been inserted into her body, her petite body trembled violently, her warm, moist mucous membranes enveloping my fingers. I heard her rapid breathing, knowing she was having a strong reaction, so I confidently continued inserting my fingers. Although it was already very wet, it felt incredibly tight. I inserted it a little, then pulled it out, then slowly went in a little deeper… My fingers seemed to magically disappear into her cleft, until finally the entire length of my finger was inserted into her body. The walls of my daughter's vagina tightly gripped my finger. No, it felt as if it were being tightly gripped; my daughter's vagina was practically squeezing my finger. I suddenly wondered how a penis several times thicker than my finger could fit into such a narrow opening.
"Ah…" My daughter trembled violently again, because I discovered a small fleshy ball deep inside her vagina; this was probably the cervix. I curiously teased it with my finger.
"It hurts… it hurts…" my daughter cried softly, gripping me tightly with one hand and pounding my chest with the other. "Okay..." I comforted her, not daring to do it a second time. As if it were intercourse, I slowly moved my fingers in and out of my daughter's vagina, the hot, moist membranes moving with her movements. "Ah...ah..." My daughter raised her head, rolled her eyes, and actually had glistening droplets of water on the corners of her mouth. I held her tightly so she wouldn't fall to the floor. While playing with her private parts, I kept an eye on the door (afraid my husband might suddenly come in). After a while, "Hmm...hmm..." My daughter's little buttocks writhed like a motor, and I struggled to keep moving my fingers in and out. "Oh...ah...hmm..." My daughter finally collapsed into my arms; I knew she had reached orgasm.
I touched her apple-like cheeks with my hands covered in fluid, listening to the panting sounds coming from her little mouth, and asked her if it felt good. She gently bumped her head against my chest. From then on, I often masturbated her and let her masturbate herself. I knew masturbation wasn't actually harmful, but it still didn't feel like real sex.
More than a month later, I decided to let my husband and daughter have sex, hoping to stimulate my husband and arouse his interest in sex. I first asked my daughter's opinion, and to my surprise, she happily agreed. I then tried to persuade my husband, because the thought of it gave me a strange and strong urge.
I first told him about my daughter's desire, which made him feel embarrassed. I then showed him some articles about father-daughter sex, and he finally agreed. We decided to choose the third day after my daughter's period (Sunday) during the daytime, so that my daughter could experience real sexual pleasure without using contraception, making her first time more comfortable. During the day, the view would be clearer, allowing my husband to receive stronger sensory stimulation from my daughter's beautiful body, thus achieving my goal. That day, I prepared toilet paper and Yunnan Baiyao (to prevent excessive bleeding) for my daughter. He lowered his head and gently kissed her round little breasts. I then noticed that her nipples were very small and pinkish-red. Although small and tender, the nipples became erect from her husband's gentle kisses and caresses. He then lifted her round buttocks and slowly pulled down her panties. He was surprised by what he saw. He saw a patch of sparse, soft pubic hair and a dark red clitoris. He hadn't realized that his daughter had grown into a real young woman.
He ran his fingers through her pubic hair in a rake-like motion, then pressed his index finger back and forth on her labia majora. When he pressed, the labia indented; when he released his finger, they immediately bounced back. Her white labia majora had a hint of pink. After releasing his finger, a round white mark from the pressure was clearly visible, with a distinct boundary between it and the surrounding pink. Due to blood circulation, the white mark quickly shrank and disappeared. Because of the previous friction, his daughter's inner labia were completely covered with her sweet juices.
He lifted his daughter's left leg, clearly seeing her burning hot area. He was obviously excited, like a beast that had lost its reason. He quickly removed all his clothes, then lifted his daughter's thigh and brought it against his head. He could feel the soft, smooth touch with his ears. He trembled as he inserted his tongue into his daughter's private parts, kissing her passionately. He first licked his daughter's full, juicy labia, trembling as he sucked them into his mouth, trying his best to suck them. Then he probed the lower part of his daughter's love crevice with his tongue and licked upwards to the sensitive spot at the top, until his face was covered with her gushing juices.
His daughter twisted her body excitedly, panting rapidly. After kissing for a while, he pulled his daughter's labia minora outwards, very long, until they were taut and thin, almost translucent like paper. When he released them, they snapped back, and his daughter seemed to hear a "snap" from outside the window. He pulled them out again, repeating this several times.
Then he changed direction, this time using both hands to pinch and pull apart her labia minora, exposing the inside of her vulva. The color of the inside of her labia minora was very beautiful, difficult to describe precisely. There are various opinions about the color near a woman's vaginal opening; some say it's a pale red, others a pink. In his daughter's opinion, neither was accurate; the inside of a woman's vulva should be a color closer to blood, very similar to the color inside an eyelid. He pulled apart his daughter's labia minora, revealing her vaginal opening, urethral opening, and clitoris. Her vagina was still relatively closed, and due to his force, the opening was stretched into a thin line. The urethra, however, was clearly visible as a tiny, pea-sized opening. At the upper part of her vulva, the clitoris was nestled like a pearl.
Perhaps due to stimulation, her vagina occasionally contracted, like a baby pursing its lips. With each contraction, the pea-sized urethra tightened, and the pearl-like clitoris protruded outwards. A thin stream of clear fluid slowly overflowed from her vulva, trickling down the gap between her labia. A daughter is a daughter; where in the world could one find something more beautiful than a daughter's vulva?
The reason I'm sharing this detail is because what I saw was incredibly dynamic. Think about it—it's a dynamic process, and also a gradual one. This process gives you an unimaginable sense of realism that no CD or video can capture. Only when you see it with your own eyes can you truly appreciate its beauty. What could be more exciting than this?
Of course, the husband, who personally pressed his fingers against his daughter's vulva, must have felt it more deeply and intensely than his daughter. Watching the father and daughter's lewd behavior, my body felt a surge of heat, and my genitals began to itch. Suddenly, I felt an unprecedented excitement, stimulation, and pleasure. My panties, which I had just put on after a shower, were already soaked with her juices. I immediately rubbed them against my throbbing clitoris.
His penis was already hard, and he impatiently spread my daughter's legs apart; she was already wet. He used his hands to pry open her labia. Without hesitation, he positioned his penis, aimed it at my daughter's vaginal opening, and slowly inserted it. My daughter frowned, biting her lip, and gripped my hand; she felt pain down there. The husband paused for a moment, then began to slowly thrust again. After a while, she seemed to feel a wonderful pleasure; her face flushed, and her breathing became rapid. I saw my daughter's juices mixed with blood flowing out continuously, the juices turning a pale red. Seeing that their daughter was comfortable, the husband began to thrust forcefully. His rhythmic thrusts, hitting their daughter's genitals, produced a "slap...slap..." sound.
I also felt an unprecedented stimulation, and involuntarily lay down beside my daughter, letting her fingers enter my vagina. Each thrust of his would travel through her fingers to my vagina, quickly bringing me to orgasm. The stimulation and pleasure were indescribable. After a while, I felt my husband thrusting harder and harder, finally giving a few powerful thrusts before tightly embracing my daughter. She clung to him tightly, motionless. My daughter then arched her body, almost stopping breathing, before letting out a suppressed moan after a few seconds. Her eyes were closed, her lips tightly pressed together, and she breathed rapidly, her body trembling. My husband then lay limply on top of her. I knew my daughter had also experienced the intense pleasure of orgasm. From then on, the three of us made love frequently. My husband seemed to have regained his youth, making love two or three times a week, sometimes once with each of us in one night. My daughter also became more lively and even cuter, and her grades improved rapidly. The relationship between the three of us became even closer.
Okay, I'll stop here. I'm wet again. Tonight I'm going to make love with my husband, my daughter, and me again. I can't take it anymore.
[The End]

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