【Little D's Story: Father and Daughter's First Love】Author: lvjian7308

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On the afternoon of August 18, 1995, a

torrential downpour finally blessed this city in northern China on a sweltering midday. The sweltering heat of
the past days vanished amidst bursts of thunder and lightning, finally giving those gathered around the table
a good appetite.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Uncle Zhang, slow down, slow down!"

The torrential rain dimmed the midsummer sunlight, and the raindrops hitting the windowpane wobbled and swayed
, making the glass glisten like a girl's amorous eyes.

The wooden bed by the window creaked and swayed, accompanied by 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 .

Her eyes, too, were watery, like the glass windows streaked by rain.

The girl's heart was also brimming with moisture, not rainwater, but a surging tide,
which made her two fair, tender thighs spread even wider, making her blooming flower bud glisten with moisture as well.

The man on top of the girl was sweating profusely; even the coolness brought by the torrential rain couldn't
lessen his sweat, because his whole body was burning. There was a fire in his heart,
a fire in his eyes, and his huge penis between his legs seemed to be burning as well, as if only
when it was inserted into the girl's narrow vagina could it find a brief respite from the heat.

The girl's vagina had been penetrated by the man until it was flushed a bright red, her two pinkish-red labia
parted wetly, trying to envelop the man's thick penis. The smooth vulva was already overflowing with white
bubbles, and even more juices flowed down her chrysanthemum-like anus, down her round and cute little buttocks, splashing little by
little onto the sheets, like blooming 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 bed,
grew weaker and weaker; her pale toes, tinged with a rosy pink from the exertion, finally
gave way, dangling behind the man, swaying gently like the pools of love welling in her eyes, tender and captivating
.

Beneath her wispy bangs, the girl's large, curved eyes gazed dreamily at a point on the ceiling; fine beads of sweat clung to

her chubby out by her two adorable canine teeth, as if always yearning for 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. 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 grab the girl's nipples and suckle, 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. The man suddenly pulled out his penis, the round, large glans glistening from the girl's wetness, 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, brimming with desire, twisting her waist in search of pleasure: "Uncle Zhang, no, no..." The man looked at the girl on the bed with satisfaction, her hazy eyes, slightly parted lips, full breasts, delicate yet voluptuous body, fair and smooth legs, half-open vulva, and a pair of slender, white, tender little feet—everything about her was what he longed for, everything about her he had secretly spied on, even secretly touched. Now, he could finally possess her to his heart's content, play with her to his heart's content. He was happy. A year ago, in the spring, through a friend's matchmaking, he entered into 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, sensibly taking on some housework, and even covering for him when he secretly had a drink, which made him incredibly happy. If it weren't for that early summer evening this year, when the girl and her mother suddenly erupted into an argument, everything would have continued as usual. He would continue playing his role as a 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, while the girl ran crying back to her room. Old Zhang first comforted his still-angry wife, then knocked on his stepdaughter's door: "Baohong, come eat!" Using the dim sunlight streaming through the window, Old Zhang walked to the bedside, intending to soothe the headstrong 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, clearly showing her anger. The thin top clearly the shape of her breasts, and even the faint pink of her nipples was visible. Old Zhang pursed his dry lips, suddenly realizing that the child he had always considered his daughter was now...

She was an absolute petite woman, and a woman he was close to every day, a petite
woman he could easily reach.

The girl's slender, delicate navel was perfectly positioned in the middle of her small waist. A pair of white cotton briefs
barely concealed Old Zhang's gaze from between her legs, barely covering the slightly raised mound.
But the briefs were so small and so tight that Old Zhang could clearly see the fleshy slit that could bring pleasure
to any 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.

An immediate tent pitched in Old Zhang's pants, and he desperately suppressed the urge to insert his
penis into that fleshy slit, telling himself again and again that this girl was his
stepdaughter, whom he could not cross moral boundaries with, even though she could so easily arouse his desire.

The girl's slender, fair thighs were casually spread apart, 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, her small panties were pulled into
a deep cleft, and her white, smooth, and cute little bottom was almost completely exposed to Old Zhang's
eyes.

"Alright, don't be angry, your mother is only doing this for your own good!" Old Zhang swallowed, sat on the edge of the bed,
reached out and patted the girl's crotch lightly, then couldn't bear to move anymore.

"I told her everything, that there's nothing between me and that boy, but she still doesn't believe me."

"Uncle Zhang believes you, Xiao Hong says there's nothing, so there's nothing." Old Zhang's hand slowly caressed the girl's waist to her
knees, enjoying the smoothness of his stepdaughter's skin, while taking the opportunity to almost lie on top of her, breathing in
the girl's unique body fragrance, his mind filled with the image of the girl writhing and moaning beneath him.

"Someone like that wouldn't even be considered a good match by our Xiaohong, right?"

The girl chuckled, pushing the pillow off her head and turning around, only to find herself face-to-face with
her stepfather . Their eyes met, and both seemed to be electrocuted; one sat up straight,
while the other turned away again.

"Hmm, ah, you're all grown up now, and so pretty, 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 undershirt, 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 bed.

"Really, isn't it good that your own daughter has boys pursuing her? It's good that she doesn't like anyone?" The girl climbed off the bed
and jumped onto the floor, her breasts jiggling, and Old Zhang's heart felt like it was going to jump out of his throat.

"How could our Xiao Hong be unloved? That person must be blind." Old Zhang picked up the short skirt that had been thrown on the ground and
handed it to her.

The girl bent down, slipped one leg into the skirt, curled up the other, and in the instant she pulled the skirt up, her narrow
panties were instantly embedded in the thin crevice between her thighs,
and two beautiful little petals bloomed from the side. Her pair of fair and tender breasts were completely exposed to Old Zhang's eyes from the neckline of her vest,
even the two pink nipples. That moment was forever frozen 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 and didn't find the expected
mark. His annoyance and relief were instantly burned away by an even more intense lust, and an uncontrollable heat
surged up from his lower body.

The man, calling her a "little slut," leaped onto the bed, pulled the girl up, and pressed her against the windowsill.

The girl knelt on the bed, her arms braced against the windowsill, her round little buttocks raised high by Old Zhang. Her two
tender, rosy labia were slightly parted between her fair thighs, glistening with a
thin line of juice. 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 one thing. He leaned down and pressed the girl's
hands down from behind, his thick penis pressing against her vulva, but not penetrating deeply, only shallowly inside. The girl
twisted her buttocks, wanting the man to penetrate deeper, but to no avail, panting heavily, searching. "Bao Hong, 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 a kiss from the man, but her expression was a little stiff. "Really?" The man's penis thrust hard into the girl's vagina. "Ah—, really, it's true." The girl suddenly collapsed onto the windowsill, moaning loudly, almost begging for mercy. "Lying!" Old Zhang thrust in hard again, his thick penis almost completely submerged in the girl's vagina, which was glistening with white fluid. "Is it true or not?" The man's large hand slapped down on the girl's snow-white, plump buttocks, leaving a bright red handprint that gave her an even more 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 in and out harder, his hands kneading the girl's soft breasts from below. "No, no..." The girl moaned, twisting her lower body, her round buttocks thrusting back forcefully, her breasts jiggling beneath her. "Who, tell Uncle who he is?" Old Zhang's penis was tightly enveloped by the girl's burning hot vagina, feeling as if it were about to explode, anger, excitement, and disappointment intertwined. "No, no, please." "When?" The man didn't want to offend the girl, so he changed the subject. He lay on top of the girl again, pinching and rubbing her nipples. "Ah...ah, Chu, Chu Yi." Old Zhang's penis became even harder, painfully swollen, so he simply plunged it deep into the girl's vagina, thrusting rapidly. "Ah...ah," the girl moaned, twisting, panting, pleading. "Who?" "Uncle Zhang, don't, don't ask anymore, give it to me..." The girl half-closed her eyes, collapsing onto the windowsill, her ample breasts...

Her full breasts were squeezed out of shape, trembling as she enjoyed the overflowing 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 come from.

In the quiet room, the girl's joyful moans mingled with the "slap slap" sound of the penis thrusting, mixed with
the "pitter-patter" of the rain falling outside the window, making this summer afternoon sound exceptionally sensual and lewd.

"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 of her body, just unconsciously
murmuring.

"Like what about Uncle Zhang?" The man continued to tease the girl's desire.

"Ah, I like it, I like it when Uncle Zhang wants 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 rubbed 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
suddenly squeezed by the girl, a warm flow of water instantly soaking his penis.

"Ah," Bao Hong groaned deeply.

"Good girl, call me that." Old Zhang fucked her more and more vigorously.

"Dad, Daddy."

"Ah, good girl." The man's penis went in and out of the girl's vagina faster and faster, slamming harder and harder
against the girl's sweaty buttocks.

"Ah—."

"Good girl, say it, it'll 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 resounding war drum.

"Ah—ah—." Although her last shred of reason was refusing, the man's request made the girl's body
even more excited, hot, panting rapidly, twisting forcefully.

"Is that so?"

"Yes."

"Say it, and Daddy will make you even more beautiful." The man suddenly stopped moving, like the silence before a charge.

The girl's honey hole couldn't bear this empty waiting.

Finally, "Daddy, fuck me." The girl's voice was low.

"Louder." D Bao Hong's lewd words made the lust in the man's heart unable to be suppressed any longer, surging
out and spreading on the girl's buttocks, breasts, and vagina.

"Daddy, fuck me!"

"My good daughter, Daddy loves you to death." The man went mad, like a crazed beast, wantonly
ravaging his prey under his claws, every muscle in his body trembling and glowing.

"Ah..." The girl's face was almost pressed against the glass, her eyes already blurred with excitement from 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 was back in the spring of a year ago.

At that time, this 47-year-old man entered her and her mother's lives. He was refined, healthy, and cheerful, so she
did not feel repulsed by his arrival. Moreover, she knew that 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, it was Uncle Zhang who
comforted her. She began to like his well-proportioned physique, his gentle baritone voice, and even
the masculine scent emanating from him. So, when this man, in his moments of distress,
greedily on her breasts and thighs, she felt shy, secretly delighted, satisfied, yearning, and
a sense of déjà vu.

She dressed increasingly provocatively in his presence, more and more often sat on his lap and acted coquettishly, more and more often
forgot to close the shower door, and more and more often at night, eavesdropping on her mother's low moans while slipping
her fingers into her wet, sweet spot. She also saw more and more often the barely suppressed
lust , felt more and more often his large penis quickly hardening beneath her,
and felt more and more often his caresses while she slept.

All of this finally converged on this rainy summer night—the fusion of two flames,
the fusion of two desires, the fusion of maturity and innocence, the fusion of paternal love and romantic love, the 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 into her white buttocks. More and more
fluid overflowed from the girl's pink labia, her breasts swayed more violently, and her moans grew louder and louder. Her legs could no longer support
her body; she could only lean against the windowsill, her buttocks raised high, letting the man ravage her.

"Dad,"

"Baohong, Xiaohong..." Old Zhang called out his stepdaughter's name as he made his final thrust. The girl's tight
vagina brought 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?"

"Mmm, ah... I... like it." The girl's whole body flushed a rosy pink with excitement.

"Dad, I like you too."

"Mmm."

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 scent.

"I like it!" The rosy blush on the girl's cheeks hadn't completely faded. Naked, she curled up in the man's
arms, one hand gently grasping his penis.

"You're such a good daughter, Daddy."

"Mmm." The girl lowered her head shyly, then pouted and gently kissed the man's cheek.

"Oh, oh, okay, Daddy 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 once more,
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, lifting
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 moved slowly, 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 the two pink nipples.

"Dad." The girl's whole body was ablaze again, the fire in her heart burning even brighter, as if she had returned to that
summer , that afternoon, that meadow, and that person.

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