【Xiaxia】(04-07) 【Author: loverbaby】

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Chapter 4 ? ?

That night, my father and I made a promise not to cheat or commit incest, but now I think about it and I'm unwilling to give up.
Because I've already cheated, having had so many real sexual encounters with the old man,

several times without condoms, the ultimate flesh-to-flesh intercourse. I tasted that sweetness, experienced
that wonderful feeling, the soul-stirring, ecstatic

pleasure and extreme enjoyment of having sex with the old man—how could I forget it? Especially now, facing my own father, I
often feel a sense of trepidation, as if walking on thin ice. It's this feeling that makes me constantly

think about him, tempting me to the point of no return. I secretly made a resolution in my heart: I will not give up until I seduce my father
. I must seduce my own father, make him my closest sexual partner, and rediscover

the joy of sex and the taste of love.

Just as I was plotting my next move to get my dad to have sex with me,
my chance finally came.

That day, my dad went out and was sideswiped by an electric tricycle. There happened to be a
garbage collector by the roadside with a pile of scrap metal. My dad's arms got stuck in the scrap metal. Although

there weren't any serious injuries, he had two small cuts on his arms, requiring several stitches at the hospital
. He also had many small cuts on his hands.

After the treatment, his hands and arms were wrapped in gauze, and he even got a tetanus shot. The driver
took my dad home, repeatedly apologizing and saying not to worry about the cost, that he should get

my dad , and that it was a hot day, so I should take good care of the old man. We were very touched by his words, and my dad
was very grateful, as if we had done something wrong. The man even left two thousand

yuan for me to use to help my dad recover.

I didn't say anything more, and the driver left, thanking me profusely. Looking at Dad's condition, I thought
it was my turn to be attentive.

Dad's leg wasn't injured, and he walked to the sofa by himself without my help. I poured him
a drink and held it to his lips.

He took a few sips, shook his head, and I put the glass on the coffee table, asking, "Dad, does it still hurt?
What would you like to eat? I'll make it for you.

" Dad said, "It's just a superficial injury, I don't need any special services, it'll be fine in a couple of days.

" I jokingly teased him, "What special services? I can do anything you need." Then,
I shyly stuck out my tongue.

Dad said, "Daughter, you're so disrespectful! What mischievous idea are you thinking of now

?" I laughed and said, "What mischievous idea? Your hand is like this, let's see how you go to
the toilet .

" Dad thought about it and said embarrassedly, "Then you're not going to take care of me?

" I said, "Who takes care of you? Usually when I ask you for something, you scold me."

Dad said, "You heartless bastard, you're so ungrateful!"

I said, "So, will you still discipline me later?" "

I wouldn't dare discipline you, I'm just waiting for you to discipline me!"

"Hehe, now you know, right? You know how good it is to raise a daughter, right?" I teased him, "Now that you're like this,
I have to take care of you. It's only natural for a daughter to take care of her father. If you need to go to the toilet, don't

be shy , just tell me.

" Dad's face turned slightly red. "Then I'll trouble you.

" I said to Dad, "Dad, it's so hot. Before we cook, let me
wipe you down first, and then I'll give you a bath tonight.

" Dad had already sweated a lot and was indeed feeling uncomfortable, so he said, "Okay then.

" So we went to the bathroom, found a stool, and had Dad sit down
. I took off his clothes, leaving him in only his shorts. Men are like that, it's perfectly normal, and Dad didn't seem embarrassed

. I wet the towel and first wiped Dad's upper body, then lathered it with soap,
and then rubbed it under his armpits, making him giggle

. Finally, he was about to rinse with water.

I said, "Dad, look, you're wearing shorts. To get you clean, you'll have to get your shorts wet
. Why don't you take them off?

" Dad said, "It's okay, you'll wash me anyway.

" I said, "So you're treating me like a slave? Besides, even if you take off your shorts, you still have your underwear underneath. It's
not like I'm asking you to take them all off; they're quite precious.

" Dad laughed and said, "You're so good with words. "

As he spoke, he took off his shorts, leaving only his thin underwear underneath. I could see
the bulge , but I didn't dare say anything for fear of embarrassing him. I took the showerhead and

started rinsing Dad directly.

Unexpectedly, this rinse caused trouble. Dad's underwear was light-colored and thin. After getting wet, it clung
tightly to his body, exposing the entire shape of his genitals. Dad

immediately noticed and glanced at me. Just then, my eyes passed over that area, and he instantly
blushed. In his nervousness, his penis became erect. Dad was embarrassed and instinctively

tried to cover it, but afraid I would notice, his breathing became rapid.

I said shyly, "Dad, what are you nervous about? I've seen this before. Why don't you take off your underwear and
wash it thoroughly? There's only a small piece left anyway.

" Dad blushed and didn't say anything.

I quickly urged him again, "Are you afraid of your daughter? She can't eat you up."

It would have been better if I hadn't said it. As soon as I said it, we both realized what was going on. I also found it funny myself. I had spoken
without thinking , saying I would eat him up, which inevitably led to some inappropriate thoughts. I unconsciously

covered my mouth and laughed.

Seeing me laugh, Dad could only say, "If you could eat Daddy, I'd be happier than ever."

"Bad Daddy!" I smiled foolishly, "You want me to eat you?"

I deliberately sprayed him there with the showerhead. He was already embarrassed, and my spray made it even more
prominent and conspicuous. Dad hurriedly turned away and covered himself, while I laughed heartily.

"Haha, Dad, you're still like a greenhorn.

" Because it was wet, his underwear shrank a bit, clinging tightly to his testicles, revealing his dark
pubic hair , making Dad feel a little embarrassed and ashamed.

"Xiaxia, stop, stop doing that!"

I seized the opportunity to walk up to him. "Do you still want me to eat it?" I asked. Then, taking advantage of his inattention, I pulled down his underwear.
Dad glanced at me, looking a little embarrassed. I didn't dare to be too brazen, just

gently rinsing it with water. But the more I rinsed it, the bigger it grew, until it stood erect.

"Dad, you want it—" I reached out and grabbed it. Dad jumped in surprise, but I held it tightly. "

Xiaxia, let go!" Dad pleaded. "

Bad dad, you're still saying you're honest? Do you really want me to eat it?" I teased him.

Dad looked nervous and ashamed, and stammered, "I don't know, why is it like this?"
Looking at his expression, he wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground. He was so embarrassed in front of his daughter

.

"What's wrong with that? Didn't you say it's normal for men and women to have sexual desires? If you don't get an erection, that's abnormal.
At least it means your daughter isn't attractive."

"Xiaxia, you won't laugh at your dad, will you?"

"Dad, seeing you like this makes me happy. You're like a little boy, and very shy." I suddenly touched his genitals,
startling my father, but he quickly calmed down.

I mimicked his lecturing tone, saying, "This area absolutely needs to be cleaned; it's where dirt and grime easily accumulate, especially
not inside a woman's genitals.

" My father looked at me strangely, and I smiled, meeting his gaze. I gently
pulled back his foreskin, and he let out a soft shush. It must have felt incredibly good and stimulating

; his own daughter touching his genitals must have been a powerful experience for him.

"Is it good?" My coquettish gaze seemed to sway him. My father nodded slightly and let me rinse him
clean. At this point, anything further would surely lead to something else, so I

didn't dare use soap. I dried him off and wrapped him in a towel. I went to his
bedroom and found a clean vest, shorts, and underwear, which I

dressed him in right there in the living room.

Being my first time serving my father, I was afraid of embarrassing him, so I didn't do anything too outrageous. Because of the hot weather,
I gave him another bath before bed. This time, I stripped Dad completely

naked, leaving him sitting on the stool. Dad tried to stop me, but I said, "These past few days, you've
needed me to bathe you. It's hot, and you'll need to bathe you more than once a day." Dad said, "Don't bother with that

." I said, "What's so troublesome about it? Is it as troublesome as you taking care of me when I was a child? Besides,
I've already seen everything on you. Whether I see it once or a hundred times, it

's all the same. Don't worry about it. If you feel like you're getting the short end of the stick, you can bathe me like that someday.

" Dad quickly said, "No, no, please." Although he said that, his eyes held a complex expression.

I said, "Then just do as I say.

" This time, before I even started washing, Dad's penis was erect, staring at me defiantly.

I pretended to be calm and started rinsing him with water and soap. I thought to myself, "After I'm done, let's see how I
seduce you.

" I deliberately washed Dad slowly. After lathering him with soap, I ran my hands all over his body,
especially his armpits. Dad couldn't resist my touch and giggled. Every time I touched his armpits

, he would instinctively cover himself. I touched him for a while, and since I couldn't put my hands down,
I had to keep them raised and twisting them around. Five minutes passed before I finally

rinsed off the soap suds.

Finally, only his genitals were left. I pinched his glans with my fingers and said, "Dad, it's time to wash here.
You have to hold on, don't give up at the last minute

!" Dad blushed and said, "Hurry up and wash, don't talk so much."

I pinched the middle of his penis with my fingers, and with my other hand, I held a towel and started wiping his erect penis
. I said, "Dad, even though this thing isn't as thick as my legs, it's actually quite a hassle to wipe

. It's a bit slippery with all this movement.

" Dad said, "Just a quick wipe here is fine.

" I said, "No, Dad, if you don't clean your foreskin properly, it'll cause inflammation, and you won't be able to use it later.
You know that?"

Dad blushed and chuckled, scolding me, "You little brat, you think you know everything?"

I pulled back Dad's foreskin with my hand and ran my finger along the coronal sulcus.

Dad shuddered, his penis immediately twitching. I pointed at the coronal sulcus and said, "Why is there so much smegma here?
How long has it been since you've been with a girl

?" Dad was embarrassed by what I said and urged me, "Hurry up, where's Dad going to find another girl?"

I chuckled, "Oh, so you've been all alone since Mom left?"

Sigh, Dad sighed deeply, "Your dad's just unlucky." "

Come on, Dad, you should use those female confidantes too, just for a little relief now and then." I said,
glancing at his crotch.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Dad started ordering me around. I quickly agreed, "Then I'll clean it up properly for you,
so I can give those girls something to talk about." "You're such

a chatterbox!"

Actually, there wasn't any dirt there at all; Dad's head was tilted back, so he couldn't see anything. I
ran my finger back and forth along Dad's coronal sulcus, and with each stroke, his penis twitched

.

I said, "Stop moving it so much, I'm going to clean out the dirt little by little." Dad held his breath and didn't
say anything. After I'd slid it around enough, I grabbed Dad's penis with my whole hand and

pulled the foreskin down all the way. Ah, Dad let out a comfortable moan. Hehe, I chuckled mischievously.

Dad scolded me, "Xiaxia, don't do that." His voice trailed off. "

Dad, yours is really thick and strong." I couldn't help but admire and marvel, gripping it and stroking it down hard.
My little hands could barely hold it all. "Dad, whoever has you is so lucky

."

Dad looked at me and said, "Who cares about an old man like me? I have nothing.

Holding it against your chest, isn't that a treasure?" Hearing this, Dad's thing actually got hard
, twitching and even drooling a little. "

Dad, you're drooling!" I blurted out again.

Dad glanced at me sideways. "Xiaxia, don't talk nonsense, understand?" There was a hint of pleading in his eyes;
perhaps if he continued to tease me like this, he wouldn't be able to hold back.

I said, "Hehe, are you about to give up?" I suddenly moved quickly a few times. Dad's breathing quickened,
his eyes closed in pleasure, repeatedly calling out, "Xiaxia, Xiaxia, we can't

do this anymore."

I realized that if this continued, Dad would definitely lose face, so to avoid embarrassing him in front of me,
I stopped and said, "Let me clean it for you.

" Dad tried to calm his breathing, his slightly purplish face gradually turning pale. Seeing Dad's embarrassed
appearance, I didn't dare to laugh out loud, only chuckling to myself.

Then, I used a hot towel to wipe Dad's penis all over, inside and out, and
naturally grasped it completely with my hand. I said to Dad, "Dad, does it feel better now

?

" Dad didn't respond. Suddenly, I remembered what the old man had said, that men like itchy base of the penis, so I
wanted to try it on Dad to see if he was right. I pressed my hand tightly against

Dad's mons pubis, gripped the base of his penis and squeezed it hard for a while, then rubbed it back and forth.

Dad was nervous, "What are you doing?

" I couldn't help but laugh and said, "Just rubbing off the dirt here. "

"No, Xiaxia, no.

" Hearing my father's tone, I knew it was working, so I tried to pull up the foreskin.
This move almost made my father lose control. He grabbed my hand and pleaded, "Xiaxia

, no, no—" He held his breath and reached out to stop me.

I thought to myself, "It seems the old man was right," so I broke free from his hand and quickly rubbed it. I felt my father
's penis gradually getting thicker and bigger.

My father hurriedly said, "Stop, stop now.

" I giggled and said, "What's wrong? It's not clean yet.

" My father said, "If you rub it any more, I'm going to ejaculate."

I chuckled and said in a very low voice, "Then just ejaculate. Consider it me helping you masturbate. Anyway,
your hands aren't convenient right now, so let your daughter help you."

My father closed his eyes and didn't speak. Obviously, he also wanted to enjoy the process. In his heart, he still held a firm
belief that as long as it wasn't adultery or incest, it was fine. What we were doing certainly wasn't incest. "

Dad, if you want to, just say it. Don't hold it in." I gently persuaded him to relax.

Dad said shyly, "Before, when I masturbated, I would just hold the glans or shaft and stroke it back and forth.
The pleasure wasn't this intense. How did you do this? How is it so intense? The pleasure is amazing, so

incredibly pleasurable, much better than masturbating on my own." Xiaxia, I don't want to come so soon,
okay ?

I said, "So, when you masturbated before, where did it itch?

" Dad said, "Mainly the glans, the shaft also itches, but not intensely.

" "And this time?

" Dad thought for a moment, seemingly experiencing the sensation; this time it seemed to be itching at the base of the penis.

I laughed, a little shyly, and said, "That's right, where does it itch more comfortably?

" Dad said, "Of course, it's the base that feels best.

" "That's right, Dad, isn't it good to have a daughter?"

Xiaxia, good Xiaxia, Dad just thinks what we're doing is wrong, won't people find out?

Who would find out? We'll close the door, how would anyone know?

Well—Dad wanted to continue, but my rubbing made him cry out, "I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore!"
His penis was throbbing, and I quickly pinched his penis, feeling the urge inside

.

After holding it in for a long time, Dad blushed and said, "Stop it, if you keep doing it, Dad will really come."

"Will you feel good then? Holding it in for too long will make you sick." I whispered, "I told you, you
masturbate anyway.

" Dad knew I was telling the truth, but he was still a little embarrassed and said, "Xiaxia, do you think
Dad is vulgar and dirty?

" I giggled and said, "How could I? Dad, actually—" I leaned closer to him and said, "Daughter
just wants to see your assets."

"Is Dad's asset big?"

"Me? How would I know?" I knew he'd understand what I meant when I said that, Dad. Whether it's a lot
or not, we'll only know after we try.

"Yeah, I know, Xiaxia won't know." Dad seemed a little regretful, a little disappointed.

I noticed, so I pouted and said, "Xiaxia really wants to know, Dad, let me know!" Suddenly,
I grabbed his penis and squeezed it. Dad let out a sharp sigh. "Xiaxia, no, we

can't ."

I used my childhood pleading, "Dad, yes, yes!" Then I let go, and with a sudden "plop,"
Dad 's penis snapped back up.

"Xiaxia, anything is fine, just this—

then promise me something." I pressed further.

"What do you want?" Dad asked. "What do you want?

" I kept him in suspense, looking at his flushed face, and said shyly, "I haven't thought about it yet. I
'll tell you when I've thought about it.

" Dad laughed and said, "Don't do anything naughty."

I said, "I'm your good daughter, how could I do anything naughty to you?" "Dad, relax today and enjoy
your daughter's service." Then, I circled Dad's penis with my hand

and slowly slid and rubbed it back and forth, making thrusting motions.

After a while, Dad's penis became thicker and bigger, so Dad told me to stop. After a while, I
slid and rubbed it again, repeating this several times.

Dad couldn't control himself anymore. Before he could stop, his penis suddenly swelled, and a stream of white semen
spurted from the opening of the glans, spraying onto the bathroom wall. Then,

the base of Dad's penis throbbed and swelled powerfully, and Dad's buttocks thrust
forward with each stroke. I felt it throbbed about twenty times before slowly stopping. After a while, Dad's penis went limp. I released my hand from Dad's penis and asked him, "How did it feel?

Was it good ?" Dad said, "It was extremely good. I've never felt so good before. I felt so good. " I chuckled and said to my dad, "You're not dead, you're in ecstasy, you're so happy you're about to ascend to heaven! " Dad chuckled too and said, "Yes, in ecstasy. Thank you, daughter. " I suddenly hugged him and said, "Dad, you're welcome. It's what I should do. Whatever you want to enjoy, I'll get it for you. But remember, you owe me something. " Dad patted my back and said, "Yes, yes, I won't go back on my word." That's more like it! Then I left him, rinsed him off again, and wrapped a towel around him . Back in his bedroom, I helped him put on his undershirt and underwear, and helped him upstairs...

I laid him down on the bed, covered him with a thin sheet, and said, "You've had your fill today, get a good night's sleep."
Then I kissed him on the cheek and left. I went back to my own room.

Lying in bed, I felt incredibly happy. It was truly a blessing from heaven that I had served my father like this, bringing
us closer.

I was also grateful to the person who bumped into my father; he had given me the opportunity to seduce him. Thinking about
what had happened with my father in the bathroom earlier—I had been holding back for over an hour, and my lower abdomen was

a little sore—now, recalling it, my libido flared up, and I couldn't help but masturbate.

After releasing my pent-up desire, I fell into a sweet sleep.

Chapter Five?

A couple of days later, my father's hand was healed; the bandages were removed. Although there were still a few scars, they didn't affect
his mobility . He'll just have to let it heal slowly. These past few days, I've meticulously taken care of Dad's

meals , water, clothing, toileting,

bathing, and so on. Sometimes, even when he was inconvenient, I would unbutton his pants, take out his genitals,
watch him finish, and then put them back on. Although Dad felt uncomfortable, he

was secretly satisfied. Of course, what satisfied him most was that I gave him a few more handjobs under the pretense of masturbation, each time making his
penis extremely itchy, experiencing frequent pleasures, and enjoying a blissful experience. Dad

thanked me every time, saying he hadn't raised me in vain. Dad is fine now, but I caught a cold.

At first, I just had a slight cough, and then a low-grade fever at night. Dad went to the pharmacy and got me some
fever didn't seem to help much. Around midnight,

I suddenly felt chills all over, and when I took my temperature, it was a whopping 39 degrees Celsius.

Dad said he would take me to the hospital, but I thought, it's so late, the nearby clinics are already closed, and the big
hospital quite far. I didn't feel comfortable leaving my baby alone at home. Besides,

I've already gotten fever reducers. If I just hold on until tonight, I should be fine
. So

I said, "Don't bother, let's just hang in there a little longer." Dad couldn't argue with me, so he let me have my way. He took great care of me, making me ginger soup. I lay
quietly in bed, feeling weak and unable to sleep. Dad held the

ginger soup, carefully blowing on it before spooning it into my mouth. I opened my eyes,
looking at him shyly, my eyes filled with tenderness.

After finishing the bowl of ginger soup, I didn't feel much better. My face was flushed, my body was burning hot, and I still felt
cold all over, shivering constantly. Dad soaked a towel in warm water

, wrung it out, and wiped my face. After wiping, he gently massaged my face. The massage
made me feel a little better. I was very touched; I

never imagined Dad would be so caring, so attentive, so considerate. To bring down my fever, Dad
disregarded our usual taboos, unbuttoned my pajamas,

and wiped my chest with a damp towel, asking as he did so, "Are you still uncomfortable?"

I said, "Much better, Dad, thank you!" Dad said, "Silly girl, you're always saying silly things. I'm not your
father . You took such good care of me when I was injured a few days ago, and now that you're sick,

it's only right that I take care of you .

" Dad gently stroked my hair, comforting me.

I said, touched, "I know, Dad." I rested my head on his shoulder, showing affection. "From now on ,
you'll take care of me.

" At this point, I couldn't help but hug Dad tightly, burying my head in his chest. Dad
struggled slightly, but I held him so tightly that he didn't move, letting me hug him.

He patted my back sometimes, touched my head sometimes, and whispered comforting words. "Xiaxia, you need Dad
to take care of you , but your husband can't?"

I whispered to him, "Dad, it's different."

Dad gently stroked my face with his hand, "Aren't you ashamed? I knew it wouldn't be the same. Is it because he takes good care

of me?" I didn't understand what Dad meant, and after thinking for a moment,
I said, "No, Dad, I want you to take care of me like he does." Then I turned to look at him.

Dad sighed, "Then how can Dad be by your side every day?"

"Yes," I hugged him tightly, "I want you to hug me every day," I buried my head in Dad's arms, nuzzling him,
"I want you to sleep with me." I don't know if he understood what I was saying, but those were

my true feelings.

Dad patted me, "Unless you don't have a husband."

I thought Dad was worried about my current situation, so I gently shook him, "Then you're my husband.

" "Silly girl, Dad isn't as intense as I imagined. What kind of father is a husband?

" I snuggled in his arms, "Yes, yes."

Dad couldn't resist my persistence and smiled, "Okay, okay, if you want it that way, then Dad will be your husband, just
don't be disappointed."

"Dad, you won't disappoint me, right?" I looked up and gently kissed him.

At that moment, my feelings for my father were pure and innocent; I had no other wicked thoughts. I had completely forgotten about seducing him a
couple of days . My father laid me flat on the bed, covered me with a blanket

, and was about to leave my room when I suddenly sat up and hugged his waist, saying, "Dad, don't
leave me!" My father had no choice but to sit on the edge of the bed and say, "Okay, I'll stay here and watch over

you tonight. I won't go anywhere."

Actually, after taking the fever reducer and drinking the ginger soup my father had made for me, I felt much better, and my body felt
lighter. But it was precisely at this moment that the desire to seduce my father rekindled.

After a while, I pretended to feel very hot and said to my father, "Dad, I'm so hot!" I
hugged his arm again, and he saw that my face was flushed and sweat was pouring out

; I was clearly very hot. Actually, it was sweat from drinking the ginger soup. I kept saying, "So hot! So hot!"

My father said, "Take off your clothes." He said he would help me take off my shirt, but by then I didn't
care anymore. After taking off my shirt, I started taking off my bra. My dad looked

a little flustered, wanting to stop me but afraid of hurting my feelings. I moved quickly, slightly lifting my upper body
and tearing off my nightgown, revealing my smooth, jade-like body. My two large, white breasts stood proudly in

front of .

I never wear a bra to bed. Although my dad had seen my breasts and even tasted my milk,
when my two large, white breasts were exposed in front of him, he still gasped.

He looked a little flustered, staring blankly at me. Then I said, "Dad, I'm cold!"

"Then put on your nightgown!" Dad quickly picked up the nightgown, trying to put it on me.

But I was very uncooperative. "I don't want to wear it! I don't want to wear it! It'll be too hot, and it'll get soaked with
sweat , sticking to my skin and feeling very uncomfortable."

"Then what should we do? Are you hot or cold?" Dad seemed a little helpless.

"I'm hot and cold all the time!" I looked pained. "

Dad, I've been like this before. Every time I have a fever, it's like this, hot and cold all the time, but
it'll be fine after a few hours." I said, seizing the opportunity. "

So how did you get through it before?

" "When I had a fever before, Mom would take care of me. She would hold me while I slept, and
I'd usually get better after the night." There was a hint of resentment in my eyes, which Dad seemed to notice

.

"Dad, why don't you hold me while I sleep too? When I have a fever, I only
feel ." I continued.

"But...you're so big now, it's not appropriate to hold you..." Dad said hesitantly. "

I'm your daughter, if you don't hold me, who do you want to hold?"

Dad stammered, speechless. "Xiaxia, if I hold you, what if Dad loses control and something
happens ? I'll regret it.

" "Dad, what's there to regret? Let it happen, what can you do to your daughter?" I
giggled .

Dad thought for a moment and said, "That's true, but don't blame me later." Dad still hesitated. "

Hehe, I won't! I'd love to!" I looked at him flirtatiously, thinking Dad would be attracted by my gaze
. He said a little embarrassedly, "You silly girl, don't let Dad fall for your tricks."

"Hmph!" I said coquettishly, "Are you afraid I'll seduce you?"

Dad didn't say anything after hearing this. I knew he understood what I meant, but he just didn't dare
say it . Unexpectedly, after a while, he pinched my nose and said, "You crazy girl."

"Dad, you already said it, why are you going back on your word so quickly? Is there anything wrong with Dad holding his own daughter?"
I pouted and shook Dad's arm.

Dad was a little speechless. "But, you're an adult now, it's not really appropriate to do this."

"What's wrong with it? You held me when I was little, didn't you?" Seeing that he didn't speak, I pleaded again
. "I just want you to hold me, I'm not asking you to do anything inappropriate.

"

I deliberately looked pained, and Dad was very anxious. Unable to resist my pleading, he finally said, "Then put
on your nightgown, and I'll hold you to sleep." This time I was very obedient, knowing

that it would be difficult for Dad to hold me to sleep naked. So I got up, put on my nightgown, and lay down on my side
. Dad lay down next to me, his body gently against mine, his hand on my head,

massaging my scalp.

Gradually, I seemed to fall asleep, and Dad relaxed as well, but his body against mine remained unusually tight.
Then, I rolled over, pressing my face against Dad's, my limbs wrapping around his body like

an octopus , murmuring, "Dad...Dad..." Dad
instinctively tightened his embrace, lying there motionless. I pretended to quiet down quickly

, then let out even snoring sounds.

Dad, held tightly in my arms, was breathing rapidly. I thought to myself, no matter how much he tries to control himself, his
physiological instincts are still there. How could he not

react to ? I could already feel that Dad's lower body had erected a tent, a hard thing pressing against
my thigh.

I knew Dad was aroused, and I felt a little excited too. I kept wriggling against Dad,
my thighs pressing even closer to his penis, making it hard against me. I

could feel his pulse. Dad tried to pull away several times, but then he leaned closer, perhaps afraid of the awkwardness between father and daughter, or perhaps
reluctant to give up the feeling. I secretly pressed myself against him, and his breathing

became rapid. I could feel how thick and large his penis was. We stayed like that for about half an hour
before Dad slowly softened. Looking at me in his arms, he lovingly stroked my cheek and

finally fell asleep from exhaustion.

I knew that things like this shouldn't be rushed; good things take time. I don't know when, but I also fell asleep in
Dad 's arms. The next morning, when I woke up, Dad was

gone; he probably went to buy breakfast. This morning, my fever had mostly subsided. My temperature was 37.2 degrees
Celsius, but because I had taken medication, I didn't dare breastfeed, fearing it would affect the baby's health

. So I made extra formula, which made my breasts engorged and uncomfortable again.

After breakfast, Dad said he would go buy me a breast pump. I said, "The supermarket doesn't open until after nine o'clock. It
's not just for you. My breasts are really engorged and uncomfortable right now. Why don't you just

use your mouth to cleanse them?"

Dad hesitated a bit, so I said, "Dad, you've had other people's milk before. If the baby could drink it,
I wouldn't be so willing to treat you." As I said this, I hugged Dad's

arm . Dad blushed a little, and I said shyly, "Please, Dad." Without waiting
for Dad's agreement, I pulled him into my bedroom.

I lay on the bed, and Dad lay on his side next to me. He looked tired, so he lay across me,
his legs dangling off the bed. When one side wasn't so engorged anymore, Dad would get on the bed to nurse from the other side.

Since I was lying flat, Dad could only kneel there, his legs unable to stretch out. Seeing that Dad was uncomfortable, I laughed and
said, "Dad, this is so uncomfortable for you. Why don't you just lie on me too

?" Dad smiled shyly, "I'll just make do like this. What would we be like if we did that?"
Just imagine that position, a dad lying on top of his daughter—what kind of position is that?

I chuckled and said, "Who cares what it is? Nobody knows anyway." Dad said, "That won't do.
It 's a bit much for Dad to be breastfeeding like this

. You little rascal, don't try to seduce Dad into doing something naughty. After you finish this, I'll buy you a breast pump.
I won't breastfeed anymore. Let's see how you seduce me then." I said shyly, "Then you'd better

be strong-willed and not be tempted by me."

Dad chuckled too, "I'm not a saint. Do you think I can really remain unmoved?"

"Hehe, Dad, I thought you had strong self-control. Turns out you're just like that—a lecherous

old man." "Go away—Dad isn't like you think." He said, blushing. "You're making me
so , who knows, one day I might not be able to control myself and you'll seduce me

," I said, sticking out my tongue at him, winking mischievously. "I'd love to see my
naughty dad make a fool of himself."

"You're so bad! You just love kicking me when I'm down, watching me make a fool of myself."

"Hehe, I love watching your lecherous side."

"You?" Dad pretended to hit me, and I quickly begged for mercy. After Dad finished nursing, we both
got up . A little while later, Dad went to buy me a breast pump.

Chapter Six: Spring Dream

Before lunch, Dad came back with the breast pump. My breasts were full, so I quickly went back to the bedroom, expressed
a cup, and then casually handed it to Dad.

Dad just glanced at me, swirled the cup around, and then drank it. In the evening, I still had a slight fever
and took another dose of fever reducer. My father was watching TV in the living room when I

walked up to him with a large glass of milk, held it up to him, and smiled sweetly.

He looked at me, took the glass without saying a word, and drank it down in a few big gulps. It seems that
once you get used to it, it's fine. My milk has become a special nutritional meal for my father.

After he finished, he handed the glass to me. I went to the kitchen to wash it and put it aside. When I came back ,
I sat on my father's lap. He naturally placed his hands on my breasts and began to massage them. This

had become a routine for him; habit makes perfect. After a while,
my father buttocks, pressing against them. Suddenly, I thought of

those times with my father in the countryside. Although we were clothed, our genitals were exposed, and we were having real
intercourse. I thought, if my father and I were both naked now, and I could

insert his large penis into my vagina, it would be much more comfortable than that. And I could roll over, lie in
my dad's arms, and hug him tightly. As I thought this, I felt his

penis getting harder and hotter. I deliberately shifted my hips, letting his penis move to
my buttocks. Dad seemed startled for a moment, but quickly calmed down, only his hands

stroking my breasts more forcefully.

I could feel his breathing getting heavier and heavier. Suddenly, Dad hugged me and said, "Xiaxia,"
then kissed me. He exhaled, then calmed down and said,

"You're hurting me. Get up and go to sleep." I realized he might have already ejaculated, but at that moment, my genitals
felt itchy from Dad's penis pressing against them, wanting to release. Thinking

I couldn't , I figured I'd better go back to my bedroom and masturbate. So I got up and went back to my bedroom, imagining myself being
held in Dad's arms and masturbating, then my body throbbed with pleasure until I ejaculated.

That night, I got up to go to the bathroom. When I came back, I heard noises coming from Dad's room, so I went
to check . Dad hadn't locked the door; it opened easily. I saw him lying on the bed,

the sheet had slipped to one side, his body twisting and turning, his hands covering his crotch,
making moaning sounds. I went to the bedside and whispered, "Dad, what's wrong?" After a couple of questions

, Dad suddenly calmed down and didn't respond.

I thought, "Dad's asleep, probably having a wet dream. Haha, how funny. Don't disturb his sweet dreams.
Since he doesn't want to play with me, let him enjoy himself in his dreams." I

quietly left, returned to my room, and, feeling very sleepy, soon fell asleep.

The next day at noon, after lunch, I wanted to tease my dad a little more. After putting the child to sleep, I put on
a soft camisole dress with nothing underneath and went to the living room to lie

on the sofa. After a while, my dad also came to the living room. I curled up my legs to make
room After my dad sat down, I straightened my legs and put them on my dad's lap

, saying, "Dad, my cold makes my legs hurt a little when I do a little work. Can you massage my legs for me?"

Dad started massaging me, beginning with my calves. When I curled my legs up, my
skirt had slid down my thighs to my waist. When I straightened my legs, the skirt

stayed there, and from Dad's perspective, he could see my genitals. I closed my eyes, enjoying Dad's
care , almost as if I were asleep. After massaging my calves for a while,

Dad's hands moved up to my thighs, and he turned his face to look up. What he saw immediately made him blush.
He realized my genitals were almost completely exposed—a triangle of skin without underwear, a

thick patch of pubic hair, and beneath it, I could vaguely see my labia and a slit in the middle,
with two glistening beads in the center, revealing the unique allure of a young woman. Dad looked for a moment,

then began massaging my thighs, moving upwards to my genitals. He reached down and
pulled my skirt down, covering my exposed genitals. Then, he gently

massaged .

My father's hand, which had been resting on my thigh, slowly moved upwards. I pretended to be asleep, my eyes half-closed,
and didn't react. Under the cover of my pajamas, his hand,

almost unconsciously, reached my buttocks, gently kneading and poking. I cautiously opened my eyes
a crack and saw his crotch, which was bulging prominently, creating

a large tent in his pants. At that moment, his hand, as if acting on its own, wandered around my vulva,
like a butterfly, inhaling the dampness and fragrance of the undergrowth. His

breathing became heavy, but his hand didn't stop. He smoothed out the tangled pubic hair, pinching my
labia together, making them stand erect. I murmured softly, "You're just

moving around outside, not touching me inside."

As if receiving a command, Dad pushed aside our labia, which had been locked in a long embrace,
and slid his hand back and forth a few times in the parted crevice, touching the pink folds inside,

exploring . At this moment, the mysterious cave seemed to know of the intrusion and released a long-preserved warm
spring water, trying to repel the intruder. However, this backfired; unexpectedly, the spring water seemed to have aroused

the intruder 's anger, rushing wildly towards the depths as if searching for the source of the spring.

I groaned contentedly, pretending to sense something was wrong, and suddenly opened my eyes, meeting Dad's gaze.
In contrast, she trembled like a leaf in a gust of wind, her face flushed with shyness. At that moment, there was only silence,

silence, and more silence, a long silence passed before I finally broke the silence with a soft laugh.
"Dad, have you finished massaging me?"

Dad looked embarrassed, seemingly still shaken. "Oh, Xiaxia, I thought you were asleep."

I consciously tugged at the hem of her pajamas. She had only dozed off for a moment. Then I hugged him,
her voice sweet and coquettish . "Dad, I forgot to wear underwear.

" "Then hurry up and put it on." Dad urged me, his heart pounding with anxiety.

I deliberately whispered in his ear, "No, Dad, we're not strangers.

It wouldn't be good if he saw." "

You like to see?" I suddenly mischievously lifted her pajamas. "Dad, let's see if I'm wearing any or not!"

"You naughty thing, I think you did it on purpose." Dad teased, his eyes unconsciously glancing over again. "Quickly cover it up." "

Haha, didn't you say you could remain unmoved by a woman's advances? Well, your daughter can sit on it then." As I said this, I sat on his lap.

Dad quickly pushed me off, saying, "Xiaxia, if you keep doing this, Dad's going to get all worked up."

I wiggled my bottom, rubbing against him, "Dad, go ahead and mess around, you're still my daughter, hug him,
kiss his lips, mess me up."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Dad glared angrily, "You brat, you never stop going crazy."

He covered the hem of my pajamas and pushed me off, I playfully cupped his face,
"Don't say ." Then I swept between his legs, and he had pitched a tent again. "Hehe

, some people even rip their pants."

Dad felt embarrassed after I exposed his secret, and said, "Xiaxia, we'll get into trouble sooner or later if we keep doing this." I
reached out and pinched his crotch, "Where is it? Anyway, I've played with yours, you've drunk my milk

, all that's missing is down there—hehe, Dad, don't you like it?" "

Hmph! You're just teasing your dad."

"No, I didn't! Just now, you touched me so hard I got wet!"

Dad fell silent when I said that. I knew he was still reserved, so I said, "Are you thinking about having another
wet dream?"

Dad's face turned red, and he seemed flustered, wondering how I knew he had a wet dream. I
said , "Last night you dreamt you were intimate with someone, making so much noise. Did you dream

about having sex with someone?" "Yes—no—no—" Dad stammered.

I said, "Yes, yes, but it's not like you actually had sex with anyone." Looking at his erection, I deliberately pointed to
Dad 's crotch and said, "Look at you, it's so hard! Do you want me to help you?" Dad

turned away shyly and went back to his bedroom.

I said behind him, "Then go masturbate." I heard Dad slam the door shut.

In the afternoon, my fever completely subsided, so I breastfed the baby, letting him have a full feeding
. I had to neglect Dad.
Chapter Seven: Night Talk

During dinner, Dad stayed inside the room the whole time. I knocked on the door and called out, "Dad, don't
be so busy !"

Dad flung the door open and cursed, "You brat, what nonsense are you talking about?"

I sniffed the air, and sure enough, Dad, I smelled like fresh grass. Seeing Dad push me out,
I playfully laughed, "Did you come?"

Dad stopped, looked at me strangely, and said, "Xiaxia, if you say that again, Dad will punish you right here and now.

" Hehe, I quickly begged for mercy, "Please spare me."

After they finished eating, Dad, unusually, didn't watch TV. I went to put the baby to sleep, then made a cup of
milk and gave it to Dad.

Dad sat at the table, silent. I snuggled against him and softly said, "Dad, are you angry?"

Dad turned and hugged me, "Why would I be angry? You've known me for a long time, I know you well enough."

I sat sideways on his lap and said, "I know there are some things you just can't bring yourself
to do. But really, as long as we like each other, that's enough." I wrapped my arms around his neck. "If you really want to be a saint, there's nothing I can do."

Dad stroked me and said, "Xiaxia, it's not about liking or disliking. If you were any other woman,
this wouldn't be a problem. The key issue is, that part of you is from me.

" "So you can't even put your fingers in your mouth?" I retorted. Seeing his speechless, unresponsive
expression, I chuckled. "Dad, I won't make things difficult for you. It's really a matter of mutual consent. If you've decided,
I can't stop you." I said it with a sense of helplessness and disappointment. Dad noticed and, afraid I'd be upset, said, "
Dad isn't a god. I have flesh and blood, feelings and righteousness. But there's a Chinese insult, 'scoundrel,' which
means acting without regard for status or seniority. Xiaxia, do we want to earn that insult?"

"I don't care. I only care about our happiness."

Dad thought for a moment, then nodded. "What you said isn't wrong. Life is too short; just
follow your feelings .

" I looked at him excitedly. "So, Dad, you've come to terms with it?"

This time, Dad emphasized slowly, "This feeling... it's about having no knots in your heart, no obstacles. Can you
achieve that?"

I hugged him. "Dad, if you think I still have any knots in my heart, help me untie them; if you think I still
have any obstacles, help me clear them." I chuckled, unbuttoned my pajamas, and started helping my daughter.

I squeezed my breast and put it in his mouth. Dad took it in and gently swallowed. "

Dad, will you sleep with me tonight?"

After Dad finished, he hugged the other breast. "Yes, Dad will sleep with you tonight."

Hearing Dad agree, I happily clung to his neck. "Dad, you finally agreed to sleep with me! Tonight,
you'll sleep with your daughter."

Dad touched my nipple. "Then you'd better behave and let me sleep with you."

"Yes, Dad, after you finish your milk, come to bed with me."

"Aren't you going to eat?"

I lowered my head and kissed him, whispering, "I'll eat you later." I giggled, reaching down to touch his crotch, already hard .
"Dad, you drink your daughter's milk, and I'll eat your big sausage."

Dad didn't say anything more, but instead grabbed and squeezed my breasts with one hand, his mouth still sucking and licking,
gradually filling my two full breasts. "

Dad, let's go to bed." I looked at him hopefully, my breasts still firm, my rosy nipples
erect , watching Dad leave my breasts and press his head against my snow-white chest.

I stroked his head, like stroking my baby, and kissed him. Dad accepted, our lips
met, teasing and entwining.

Xiaxia, were you and your husband like this before?

Hearing my father ask this, I felt a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer, afraid of upsetting him or making him
angry. But not answering was obviously not an option either, after all, my husband and I had been married for over two years and had a child.
So I said , "Dad, after I got married, he often kissed me.

" "Does he suck your nipple?" My father asked like an ignorant child.

I stroked his head and whispered a scolding, "Bad dad, all men are the same, but none of them feel as good as you."

"I won't listen!" My father obviously knew what I meant. You two fell in love freely, and I didn't agree at first,
but you cried and screamed, even threatening to kill yourself. How could such a heart-wrenching love not be happy?

It's all your fault! Why didn't you care about your daughter?" I complained to him, "You and Mom were so close back then, neglecting
her, that's why she was distracted."

"Hehe, your mother and I are fine." My father awkwardly squeezed my breasts together, looking at the deep
cleavage, and then licked my nipple.

"Not good yet? When I came back from evening self-study, you were both hiding in the bedroom. Dad, that time you were crawling between Mom's
legs, were you licking her?"

"You...you saw it?" Dad asked in surprise.

"Hmph, you were so loud, it was on purpose, and the door was only slightly ajar."

"Hehe," Dad laughed sheepishly, "What did you see?" "

You have the nerve to ask? Mom was holding your head, and you were between her legs, I knew you were definitely licking her...
that." "Dad, was Mom feeling good?" "

How would I know!" "Dad isn't telling the truth, Xiaxia, you're so young, and you already know these things?" "

It's all because you taught me. That time you two were kissing on the sofa, and your hand was even inside Mom's bra.
She came home, and everyone saw it clearly.

" Dad blushed. "Xiaxia, that time was because Dad was away on a business trip for several days, and I got carried away and forgot
you were coming home from school."

"Hmph, Mom was so embarrassed she ran into the bedroom, and you were still standing there laughing, making her feel so bad she wanted to cry. Dad,
do you know that?" I've been feeling down for days. I'm upset that you're so good to Mom, yet so cold to her. I even
suspect you think my breasts are too small.

You silly girl, even if your breasts are small, they shouldn't be mine; they belong to your husband.

That's why I started paying attention to boys. I shyly confessed my feelings.

I'm sorry, Xiaxia, I affected your development.

No, Dad, you introduced me to sex early, to its pleasures. I was happy and very grateful
.

Did you have a boyfriend back then? Did you have sex then? Dad asked urgently, his words
tinged with reproach and regret.

No, I was just masturbating, and all I imagined was you. I blushed, revealing
the feelings to him.

I'm so sorry, Xiaxia. Dad looked apologetic.

Dad, if you had wanted me back then, I would have gladly given myself to you.

Really? Dad's face was full of happiness, seemingly immersed in that fantasy.

Back then, I subtly asked Mom, and she said that girls only have sex after marrying the boy they love. That's why I
was disappointed in you, Dad. Otherwise, I would definitely have given you my virginity so you could deflower me.

Silly Xiaxia, your mom is right.

No way! I hugged him and kissed him, whispering, "Actually, after going through so much, I've come to realize that life
is short, so we should enjoy it while we can. Why have so many constraints? We should take what we want. So Dad, let's not have
regrets , let's go to another world with regrets.

" "Yes, Dad knows. Dad and your mom still have many things we haven't accomplished." Dad's words were hesitant,
as if it was inconvenient for him to tell me.

"What is it?" I urged him coaxingly.

Dad glanced at me, hesitant to speak, but he couldn't resist my coaxing and nagging. After a brief exchange of glances, he
surrendered . "I once asked your mom to give me anal sex, and she said she'd do it for a while, but I never expected her to
leave like this."

"Dad! So Dad is quite funny too. What he couldn't accomplish, shouldn't I, his daughter, accomplish for him?"
Overjoyed, she hugged and kissed him. "Dad, we'll have bread, we'll have milk." "

But your mother is gone forever," her father said regretfully. "

But Mom said I would inherit everything she had, and I would fulfill all her unfulfilled wishes."

Her father seemed to understand her meaning. He sighed. "Xiaxia, we're just father and daughter." She unbuttoned his
shirt, stroking his strong chest muscles. "Dad, we both have the roles of Mom and Dad, but we have
one more." She kissed his lips, teasingly telling him, "I have everything Mom had, and I even have her
scent, if you like it."

"What scent?

" "Her love, her fragrance, and her continuation, the shape of her after you two are together, Dad. You
can slowly appreciate, slowly compare, slowly savor it."

"You silly Xiaxia, teasing Dad again, making fun of Dad again!" her father scolded playfully, but his words were full of joy.

She took her father's hand and slipped it inside her pajamas. "Dad, I used to be curious and compared it to Mom's, but back
then Mom didn't have any pubic hair yet. Mom would shyly tell me, 'When you have pubic hair, it'll be as big as Mom's.'"

Dad felt the outline and shape through her pajamas. "Xiaxia, what's bigger than Mom's now—"

Dad carefully touched her from front to back. "

How is it bigger than Mom's

?" Dad seemed to be measuring and comparing, then concluded that it seemed about a finger's width larger. "What did your husband say?"
Dad asked. "

My husband, of course he's very satisfied. He said mine is fat and big, it should be a 'mingqi' (a type of organ). Dad,
what 's a 'mingqi'?

" Dad carefully touched her, "A steamed bun, a butterfly, and a 'little line' (a type of vagina).

" "Then what kind is mine?" "

It should be a steamed bun."

"Hehe, Dad, what do you like?" "

Anything you grow, Dad likes."

"Hmph, always saying nice things." Although dissatisfied with his answer, she was still very happy. "Dad,
what ?"

Dad seemed to be recalling something—hers, hers was like a narrow passage, it could be closed up during climax.

"So, you came very quickly then?" I teased, chuckling. "

Not really, it just moves like a little mouth, and besides, your dad isn't that useless."

I pinched my nose, made a face, and asked, "Dad, does mine move too?"

Dad thought for a moment, "You probably inherited it. What did your husband say?"

He said, "He said that when people get excited, he can't help but ejaculate." "

Then my Xiaxia isn't satisfied." Dad chuckled mischievously.

Hearing Dad's mockery, I snorted, "I'm just waiting for you, waiting for you to satisfy me." Then I changed
my tone , "Dad, my big steamed bun, your big sausage, I want to sandwich you for the rest of my life.

" Dad patted my butt, lewdly, "Then you have to take care of your mother first." Thinking of having Dad do my anus,
I looked unhappy and pouted, "No way, I want you to go through the front door first." "

Then let's see your skills, you have to seduce Dad."

Reaching out and pinching his penis, "Dad, how did Mom seduce you back then?"

Dad mimicked my tone, "I won't tell you, didn't your mother teach you?"

Buzz—I made a face in response, "I'm more charming than Mom." Seeing that Dad didn't speak,
I quietly and mysteriously said, "Just now, I was already wet."

Hearing this, Dad was surprisingly excited. He secretly slipped his hand between my buttocks and gently stroked it. I
turned around and hugged him tightly. "Daddy, Xiaxia missed you. Come on, Xiaxia!"

Dad pulled his hand out from between my buttocks and coaxed me, "Xiaxia, isn't this okay? We won't
cheat on each other , we won't commit incest.

" I pouted, looking unhappy. "No, it's like scratching an itch through a shoe, it's so uncomfortable."

"Hehe, you'll feel better when your husband comes back." Dad actually
laughed at my listless appearance.

"Hmph, heartless, you expect me to be filial." After saying that, seeing that Dad didn't respond, I pleaded, "Daddy, just
touch me, you've already held my breasts, can't you just touch me there? We won't commit incest, okay?" I compromised
.

Dad hesitated for a moment before agreeing, "Okay then."

I happily hugged him, jumping up and down, "Daddy, give me a kiss!"

Dad kissed me, then said, "Xiaxia, come to bed, come to bed and sleep with Daddy."

"Mmm," I nodded coquettishly, begging as he lifted me onto the bed.

Dad wrapped his arms around my waist, and I jumped, clamping my legs around his waist. Dad lifted my bottom and
slowly walked to the bedside, then placed me on the edge.

I said, "Dad, this is the first time you've slept with me since I grew up, and the first time you've slept with me since I got married
.

" Dad, while taking off his shoes, stroked my chin with his hand. "Tell me," he said, "
how did you feel when you first slept with your husband?"

I smiled shyly, pretending to think for a moment, and said, "The same as this time, Dad, full of anticipation and
happiness."

Dad climbed onto the bed, scolding, "You silly Xiaxia, all you do is make your dad happy. How does this compare to your honeymoon?"

I hugged him, rolled over, and we both fell onto the bed. "Dad, you're sleeping with your own daughter, and you're not happy?" "
Your daughter is an adult now, she has the ability to make you happy." "

And what abilities do you have?"

We lay there facing each other, gazing into each other's eyes. I said, "Flirting, teasing, making love—anything goes."

"Haha—" Dad laughed heartily, but quickly became serious, "We agreed, no incest."

I nodded to him, "I understand, just love, no sex, no penetration."

After saying that last sentence, Dad and I separated, put our hands behind our heads, lay back on the bed, and looked at our family photo on
the headboard . Mom and Dad were leaning against each other, and my husband and I stood behind them. I suddenly felt a
sense of happiness and contentment.

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