Father's hobbies

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1.

After getting up, Apple went into her private bathroom wearing only a bra and panties. There was a bra and panties on the white sink near the entrance, but Apple ignored them and took off hers, walking into the shower stall at the far end of the bathroom.

She really enjoyed the feeling of hot water washing over her skin in the shower. She needed that feeling to start the new day. It was also the first thing her father made her do every morning.

After showering and drying herself, she went to the sink. She picked up the white panties and bra on the sink and knew they were regular underwear. "But they're new," she thought. She put on the panties first, and as expected, they fit her perfectly. Then she put on the matching white bra, which, as expected, provided perfect and comfortable support for her breasts. She never thought about why her underwear always fit her so perfectly. She just knew they suited her. She looked at herself in the mirror for a few seconds before going back to her bedroom to put on her school uniform and get ready for school.

After getting dressed, Apple went downstairs to the kitchen. To the left of the kitchen, she saw her father, Fu Ren, already sitting in his usual spot. He was sitting at a small round dining table with only two chairs. He was intently looking at the iPad he was holding, while a cup of coffee and a plate of toast sat on the table. As Apple approached, he turned to look at her and said, "Good morning, sweetheart!" "

Good morning," Apple replied. She knew her father was someone who was very habitual. He sat in the same spot every day, drank the same coffee, and ate the same toast. She walked up to him, waiting for him to do the same to her.

Fu Ren turned to face Ping Qi, then lifted her knee-length skirt, revealing her white thong. Ping Qi watched her father intently looking at her lower body and felt his gaze and expression were exactly the same as when he first looked at her like that. He continued to look for a few more seconds before lowering the skirt. Ping Qi automatically turned around, facing away from her father, and bent down, placing her hands on the table.

Fu Ren lifted her skirt from behind, revealing Ping Qi's thong again. He raised his index finger and gently touched the entrance to her vagina through the thong.

Ping Qi let out a soft moan when the entrance to her vagina was touched. Although she had been touched like this hundreds of times, she still couldn't get used to the first moment of being touched every morning. Not only that, her vaginal fluids would flow as soon as she was touched. She was annoyed by this because for the first year and a half that her father had been touching her like this, she always needed a minute or two of being touched before she would become wet. But in the last few months, she started to become wet all at once. When Fu Ren touched her vulva in a semi-circular motion, she felt that her panties were already soaked. But she was already very familiar with the feeling of her panties being soaked, because her father wanted her panties to be overflowing with her vaginal fluids every morning.

A few minutes later, Fu-ren stopped touching her, pulled down her skirt, and patted her bottom to indicate that the morning ritual was over.

Ping-qi turned her head and asked, "Satisfied?" She didn't know why she asked that question. She felt like she was asking herself the same question. She was used to being touched like this every morning, and this time it felt like it ended too soon.

Fu-ren looked at Ping-qi for a few seconds before lifting her skirt again to look at her soaked panties. He pulled her onto his lap and then touched her genitals again from the front.

Ping-qi wasn't surprised that her father touched her a second time that morning. But she whispered, "Pervert!"

Fu-ren ignored her and continued touching her genitals.

Apple truly didn't understand what benefit he gained from doing this. She thought, "Why doesn't he just have sex with me?" She asked herself this question almost every day. She knew only her father would give her the answer, but she never dared to ask. Although she found it strange that he didn't just have sex with her directly, she was still afraid that if she asked, he would definitely deflower her. She had long accepted the possibility of this happening, but she was still afraid.

Although she didn't understand why he didn't have sex with her, she noticed that he had a stronger desire for her lately. He had only started touching her twice in the morning a few months ago. And in the last few weeks, he had been touching her twice more frequently. She didn't care because usually once wasn't enough for her enjoyment. After all, she no longer felt ashamed of what her father had done to her. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of being touched. She had never hated the feeling, only that the person giving her this feeling was the one who shouldn't have touched her. After two years of this incestuous relationship, she no longer took it seriously. However, she began to like starting each morning like this.

Fu Ren used his entire palm to cup her genitals, while his index and middle fingers massaged her vulva.

Apple didn't know why, but she preferred this position to simply bending over and standing in front of him. She had thought about asking him to do this every morning, but she didn't know if she should let him know that she liked any aspect of being touched.

She didn't want him to know that, aside from the very first moment she was touched each day, she actually wanted to moan. She had been suppressing her moans because she didn't want to reveal her true feelings of liking to be touched like that. But suppressing the moans was becoming increasingly difficult for her. Just as her vaginal fluids, which normally required a period of touch to flow, now flowed immediately upon being touched, and she, who normally needed a period of touch to moan, now wanted to moan as soon as she was touched. She had been able to suppress her natural moaning reflex before, but this time, she accidentally moaned softly not long after being touched.

Her father heard her moan and immediately stopped touching her. He even pushed her away from his thighs. Pingqi knew this must be related to her moans; after all, this was the first time in over two years that she hadn't moaned during the first touch. She didn't know what to say, so she asked, "Did you enjoy touching me today?"

Furen, without looking at her, replied, "Yes. I enjoyed touching you today too... Thank you... for sacrificing yourself every day for a perverted father like me."

Pingqi hadn't expected him to thank her. This wasn't something she had chosen to do. "You don't need to thank me,"

Furen finally looked up at Pingqi and said, "Then I should say sorry to you."

Pingqi knew he had entered his weekly period of regret again. He would become a heartbroken and remorseful father. She also knew that what he had done to her was something a father shouldn't do to his daughter. But he's been touching her most private parts like this every day for two years. What's the use of an apology? The next day, he'll still touch her again. She doesn't actually hate him. She knows that since her mother passed away, her father—who was always a sexually active man—needs a way to release his sexual desires. And she doesn't care if he's the one releasing her sexual desires. She lifted the hand that had just touched her and said, "Daddy, you don't need to say that. Your happiness is my happiness. I can see how much you like touching me, how could I be angry with you for seeing that?" She lifted her skirt and placed his hand back where he had touched her, saying, "I have a few minutes before I need to go to school, you can keep touching me."

"But," Fu Ren said as he started touching her genitals again, "doesn't my expression look like that of a perverted lecher?"

Ping Qi smiled, trying to suppress her pleasure, and said, "Mmm... Daddy will always be a lecher... so I can't see anything different... and I like Daddy's lecherous expression..."

Fu Ren reverted to his usual lecherous self and began to touch Ping Qi's genitals with insatiable hunger again. But unlike usual, he said, "You're soaking wet!"

Pingqi had never heard him say that about her genitals before, so she felt a little embarrassed. And given the recent changes, she really didn't understand what this meant. "You...you don't like it?"

Fu Ren looked up at her again and said, "No...I love you when you're wet!" He started to caress her more forcefully, making her moan louder.

Pingqi tried to suppress her moans, but he said, "You don't need to suppress yourself, I like the way you moan."

"You pervert..." Apple said with a smile. She didn't know what was wrong with him, but she didn't think it was anything bad. A few minutes ago, he stopped touching her because she started moaning. Now she could moan freely, so she could enjoy the pleasure of being touched even more.

Fu Ren took his penis out of his boxer shorts and continued to caress her genitals while also caressing himself.

Apple looked at her father's penis and began to imagine what it would feel like inside her. Although her father had masturbated like this hundreds of times, it was only a few months ago that he started doing it twice a morning, giving her a chance to see his penis. She was not only surprised by how big it was, but she was also captivated by the sight of him ejaculating. She knew she could enjoy watching him ejaculate this morning.

He ejaculated fifteen minutes later, landing on her thighs and the floor. That was quick. Usually it would take longer. When Apple felt his warm semen on her thighs, she felt her mission for the day was complete. When her father first touched her, to comfort herself, she imagined she had to go through difficult trials or tasks every day. This transformed what she initially found disgusting into a sense of accomplishment. Two years later, she still considered her father's ejaculation a mission to complete.

Fu Ren released her genitals and said, "Sorry it took so long today. You might be late."

Apple wiped away his semen and said, "It's okay. I did very well in my first lesson. But the most important thing is that you ejaculated!" Sometimes, when he didn't ejaculate in time, she felt she hadn't completed her mission, leaving her bewildered. And they couldn't do anything when she had her period. Plus, sometimes he felt guilty, like before, so he wouldn't ejaculate for a few days each month.

Fu Ren gave her a wry smile after ejaculating, just like always. He said, "Thank you, sweetheart."

Ping Qi knew he would feel remorse after ejaculating. She complained, "Don't look so unhappy after you ejaculate, okay?" Because of his reaction, she had learned online that some men feel aversion after ejaculating. But his reaction always made her feel that giving him touch was a waste. And she herself had never experienced true pleasure.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart," Fu Ren said. "You know men are like that. Especially when the person who caused me to ejaculate is my own daughter."

"I don't understand why you still feel guilty after two years..." Ping Qi replied. "I've never complained..."

"That's why I feel guilty. Because you've never resisted me doing this to you. You even encouraged me..." He looked into her beautiful eyes. "What makes me feel most guilty is that you've become used to me doing this to you, so if I do this, you'll feel something's wrong."

Pingqi nodded to show that she understood what he meant.

Fu Ren continued, "So of course I feel guilty, because of what I did, you accepted incest. What girl can accept what I do to you every day?!"

Pingqi closed her lips tightly and nodded in agreement. She glanced at the clock on the wall, picked up her schoolbag, and said, "Daddy, I have to go to class!" She kissed his cheek and pulled his hand to touch her between her legs again, saying, "Don't think nonsense. Think about how much you like touching me like this, not what bad things you've done!" She let him stroke her a few times, then said, "I'll let you touch me again when we get home." Then she went out the back door.

Hearing

his daughter close the front door, Fu Ren looked at the hand and fingers that had touched his daughter and shook his head. He didn't know why he had become such a perverted father. He thought, "I not only treated her as my personal sex slave, but I also made her believe that it was okay for her father to touch her most private parts! She even moaned and enjoyed the pleasure of her father touching her?! What have I done?!"

But some habits, though regrettable, he simply couldn't break. He smelled the fingers that had touched his daughter and began to suck on them. Only after a few seconds did he realize he was doing something perverted again.

Fu Ren glanced at the clock on the wall and remembered he still had work to do. He finished his breakfast and started getting dressed. But he remembered that after he ejaculated, Ping Qi had pulled his hand and touched her again, making him want to ejaculate again. He was so excited not just because he touched her, but because she had pulled his hand and made him touch her, giving him that kind of excitement. He no longer regretted what he had done to his daughter; instead, he used his fantasies about her to ejaculate again.

After ejaculating, he felt like a bad father, but this time it wasn't as severe because he hadn't actually touched her. So, he soon stopped caring.
Fu Ren spent half a day peacefully and even finished writing several chapters of his book. But as soon as the afternoon came, he started thinking about Ping Qi again. Sometimes, he would find himself thinking about her and suddenly fear that someone would discover his desires. Other times, he felt disgusted by his behavior. He felt that only by disappearing could he make up for what he had done to his daughter. The only thing he was proud of was that he had been able to endure two years without doing anything more unspeakable to his beautiful and sexy daughter. But recently, he was increasingly unable to control his desires. He desperately wanted to do things with his daughter that he shouldn't have done.

Every time he wanted to kiss her, touch her anywhere else, or have sex with her, he would think about how wrong he would be to her, how he could make it up to her, and he couldn't bring himself to do it. He no longer knew how to atone for the sin of touching her genitals for two years. So even though he could easily be Pingqi's first man, he just couldn't do it.

Besides, Fu Ren felt that Pingqi was a better man than him. Two years ago, he prepared her underwear before she took a shower, and then called her to him while they were having breakfast. Then he lifted her skirt. At that time, although Pingqi was surprised by his actions, she did not resist. She obeyed when he told her to turn around and bend over. Finally, when he touched her genitals through her panties, she did not resist or complain at all. He had thought he would only be able to touch her once, but he never imagined he would have the chance to touch her every day. Just like this morning, the day after he first touched her, she actually walked up to him and let him do as he pleased. From that day on, he prepared her underwear every day and touched her every day. What surprised him even more was that she never got angry or resentful towards him for any of this; on the contrary, she was a girl who was even more obedient and filial than the average young girl. When he wasn't doing anything sexual to her, they had a really good relationship. She would tell him about her studies and her friends. She also found his writing and interests interesting. She was truly a rare and wonderful girl. How could he ask for more from her? It was as if she really was his lover from a past life. He just wanted her to be his lover in this life. He really wanted to have sex with her. He felt like he was about to explode.

Although he didn't know how to face what was going to happen, he went down to the basement, opened a door, and entered Apple's sanctuary of lingerie. It was bigger than a normal house, but it had more than a dozen rows of lingerie cabinets. Each row was filled with different new and worn bras, panties, and lingerie. He went into a row of cabinets, looked around, and picked up a new set of white lingerie and thongs to examine. He thought he would let his daughter wear this set tonight. He took them up to Apple's bathroom and placed them on the sink.

It wasn't

until the bell rang for the last lesson that Apple realized her panties were completely dry. It wasn't because her panties needed a whole day to dry, but because she would get aroused every time she thought about what happened that morning. She only stopped arousing when she focused on her lesson. She was happy her panties were dry, but she was worried that they might have gotten on the chair or soiled her skirt.

She had just left school when her friend Tina and the most famous boy in school, Ginatan, walked up to her. He asked, "Going home?"

Apple didn't want to talk to him, but still answered, "Yes, we're going home."

Tina couldn't believe Apple would ignore Ginatan. She had deliberately brought him along to find Apple. Because if the prettiest girl went with them, she, as her best friend, could go too.

Ginatan, who was rarely ignored, said, "Do you want to come with me and some friends?"

“No,” Apple replied. She smiled at her friend before continuing, “You two have fun!”

Tina and Ginatan were surprised by her refusal. Tina had no choice but to catch up with Apple. When they reached a place where Ginatan couldn't hear them, she asked, “Why do you always refuse to go out late with boys?”

Apple looked at her friend and said, “Because I’m not interested.” She actually enjoyed being pursued, but she knew she couldn't have a normal relationship with a boy. Because of her father. She always felt that if she dated a boy, she would be betraying her father. She knew this was a mistake, but she felt she belonged to her father.

Tina complained, "If I were as pretty as you, with a figure like yours, I definitely wouldn't still be a virgin!"

Hearing her friend's words, Apple felt her juices flow again. She replied, "You shouldn't think like that. You should give your virginity to the one you love." She didn't know if she was waiting for her father. She had always thought that the first person to touch her genitals should also be the one who took her virginity. And they loved each other, though not in that way. After all, she had waited two years.

"I've fallen in love with Ginatan, so it's okay for me to have sex with her, right?"

Hearing about sex again made Apple's juices flow even more. So she told Tina, "I have to go now, goodbye!" and ran away.

Apple ran for two blocks before turning back to see if her friend was chasing after her. She was relieved when she couldn't see her. She felt her panties were soaking wet again, so she didn't want to go anywhere. She just wanted to go home and take a shower.

When she got home, she called out, "Daddy, I'm home!" She went upstairs to her room. But as she passed her father's office, she saw him sitting behind his desk typing.

"You're back?" Fu Ren glanced at her and said. "How was school today?"

Ping Qi walked to the desk and said, "Not good!"

Fu Ren turned to her and asked, "Why not?!"

"My panties were soaking wet all day!" Ping Qi complained to him. She pulled up her skirt to show him. "It's all your fault!"

Fu Ren looked at her panties and smiled bitterly, "I guess so."

Ping Qi could tell he was suppressing his desire for her again. She knew he only did inappropriate things to her in the morning. She actually hoped he would touch her at this moment. She was constantly wet and wanted him to give her some pleasure.

Fu Ren insisted on not touching her. He said, "Shouldn't you take a shower first and then do your homework?"

Pingqi disappointedly let go of her skirt. She didn't know why she wanted to be touched. But lately, she only wanted to feel the pleasure of being touched by him. But she still went into her bedroom, put down her schoolbag, took off her clothes and went into the bathroom. She saw her underwear on the sink, but as usual, she didn't pay attention to them first and went into the shower.

After starting to shower, Pingqi touched her genitals and imagined that her father was touching her. But no matter what she did, she couldn't feel the same pleasure. So she gave up touching herself and quickly finished showering.

After drying herself off, she picked up the white thong from the sink. She noticed that this thong, like most thongs, was new. Even among the thongs she had worn, she couldn't recall wearing them more than three times. This one had far more delicate lace than usual. And it was a thong!

Apple had never worn a thong before because her father had never prepared one for her. He always made her wear all sorts of bikini-style thongs, but they were still more private. Although she was touched by her father every day and always felt that he would deflower her, this sudden change surprised her. She knew that this change, and everything that had happened in the past few months, meant that her virginity might not last much longer.

She felt both excited and afraid of this development. On one hand, Apple had been touched for two years, but she had never felt true pleasure. She always knew there was a more intense, better pleasure when she was touched. It was just that her father had never touched her to that extent. It was as if he knew she was about to start to feel real pleasure and then stopped immediately. It was as if she was constantly being teased by her father.

This feeling of being teased made her increasingly desireful, made her feel the emptiness in her vagina, and made her crave to be filled with a penis. She felt that if she weren't a virgin, she would have already bought sex toys to use on herself.

On the other hand, she was afraid of the pain she had heard about. But she knew it was pain that every girl would experience. She was actually more afraid that her father would take away her virginity. Although she accepted that he would likely deflower her, she also knew their relationship wasn't one that should be explained.

She knew she had no choice when she was first touched. It all happened so fast that she was too terrified to resist. Sometimes she wondered what would have happened if she had resisted, but she hadn't, and she hadn't resisted for two years. She waited for him to do something even more sinister. But he never did anything more serious than touching her, leaving her constantly wondering if he would have sex with her.

Apple felt strange wearing a thong. She knew that even though her father had touched her for two years, she still felt embarrassed wearing such underwear, especially since she only wore underwear at home.

Apple was even more surprised when she picked up the white lingerie. It was a sexy lingerie without bra cups. Only a thin, transparent sheet covered her breasts, which her father had never seen. This made her wonder if she would lose her virginity tonight.

Fu

Ren sat in his chair, unable to concentrate on his writing. He had hoped to finish the piece he had started that day. But ever since Apple came home and showed him her soaking wet panties, he couldn't focus. He kept thinking he should have touched her then. He knew she probably did it on purpose. He didn't understand why she would do that, but he felt regretful that he hadn't touched her because of his own rules.

He had promised himself he would only touch his daughter during breakfast. Especially since he had recently broken other rules. Like the rule of touching her only once a day, he had already broken that rule today. He thought, since he had already broken one rule, what was the harm in breaking another?

Besides the regret he felt for not touching Pingqi again, he was also incredibly excited by the lingerie he had prepared for her. He had never seen his daughter's breasts or her wearing a thong. So, although he would break another of his own rules—that he couldn't let her wear overly revealing lingerie—he couldn't continue; he needed to see more of his daughter's body.

Fu Ren finally gave up writing and turned off his laptop. He looked at his watch and realized it was still too early to prepare dinner. So he wondered what reason he could have to go into his daughter's bedroom to watch her do her homework and see her wearing underwear that exposed her breasts and buttocks. He felt he should be able to do it just like he did when he touched her genitals—without any reason at all.

Besides, he noticed she was starting to enjoy his touch. He remembered when he first started touching her, she didn't react at all, except that being touched was a very unfamiliar sensation. Now she was moaning. The reason he had stopped then out of fear was that he didn't want her to enjoy incest. But now that he heard it, he found that he actually liked her moaning. He had originally thought she shouldn't feel pleasure when touched by her own father, but now he didn't know whether he should refuse to give her the pleasure she deserved. She was already his daughter, whom he had violated. Was it wrong for her to accept their incestuous relationship?

But he found himself even more perverted than before. He enjoyed the sense of accomplishment from giving her pleasure; he wanted to give her the ultimate, most pleasurable pleasure. This intensified his desire for his daughter. He desperately wanted to have sex with her; he had wanted to have sex with her even before he first touched her. The day he touched her, he originally intended to rape her. But when he touched her and saw that she didn't struggle, he simply couldn't bring himself to do it.

From that moment on, he struggled daily with whether or not to lay a hand on his daughter. He didn't know if it was his own willpower, or if seeing such a beautiful daughter every day made it impossible for him to completely ruin her life. But he knew he was losing control more and more, and he knew that if he didn't stop violating her, he would soon take her virginity.

Taking her virginity wasn't the worst thing for him. The worst thing for him was that Apple would think it was what was supposed to happen. She never complained about what he did to her, as if she had accepted that they were an incestuous couple. "She got wet so quickly...and her moans..." he thought. He also imagined himself entering his daughter's vagina, making her moan loudly, and bringing her to orgasm several times. And then finally ejaculating into his daughter, whom he had deflowered.

He finally woke up from his daydream. But he also imagined urging his daughter four more times. He checked the time and realized that more than two hours had passed. He decided to leave his study and go to Apple's room to see what she wanted to eat.

Before he reached his daughter's room, Apple came out and tightly covered her breasts with both hands. When she saw him, her face and neck turned red. And she froze.

Fu Ren swallowed when he saw his daughter wearing the underwear he had prepared. Because the underwear that was so revealing looked too sexy on his daughter. He hoped that she would let go and let him see her nipples. However, the way her breasts were covered, pushing up their cleavage, already excited him greatly. He knew her breasts were large because he knew her bra was a C cup. And he saw her every day wearing only underwear. Seeing his daughter's embarrassed expression, he asked, "What do you want for dinner?"

Pingqi said shyly, "I was thinking of preparing dinner..."

Hearing her answer, Furen imagined her cooking dinner in the kitchen, wearing only a thong. He realized he was already getting an erection.

Pingqi giggled, and Furen turned to her and replied, "Do you really want to cook? You have school tomorrow. Won't you be too tired?" He then started walking down the stairs, wondering why he had said something contrary to his own desires. “We can order takeout,”

Apple said, following her. “It’s okay, I’ve finished my homework… so I can cook… and don’t you want to see me cooking dinner in a thong?”

Fu-ren paused on the stairs and said, “I want to…” then continued downstairs.

“Okay! Then I’ll prepare dinner, and you can… you can… watch me…” Apple said. She walked past him and went into the kitchen.

Although Fu-ren had seen her buttocks hundreds of times, this was the first time he had seen them separated by only a small strip of fabric. He swallowed hard. He followed her into the kitchen to continue admiring her round, firm, and bouncy buttocks. He liked the effect of the thong. He knew it was the same buttocks he had seen for two years, but he felt that she looked even sexier this way. He felt a urge to touch her buttocks, but he refrained. He had already broken enough rules. He could only obediently watch her cook dinner.

When Pingqi finished preparing dinner, there were two plates of chicken breast, rice, and mixed vegetables on the kitchen table.

Furen sat in his seat, and Pingqi sat in her usual spot opposite him. He said, "Thank you for preparing dinner tonight." He picked up his fork and knife and began cutting the chicken breast on his plate. After a few bites, he realized that his daughter was still covering her breasts and hadn't started eating dinner. He smiled at her and asked knowingly, "Why aren't you eating?"

Apple blushed and said, "I...I'm not hungry..."

Fu Ren had been excited ever since he saw his daughter wearing a thong, so he couldn't wait to see her breasts. He didn't know how he had managed to resist looking at her for two years. But now he really wanted to see them. Although looking at her breasts would break his rule. He had endured it for two years, but he couldn't take it anymore. He decided to change the rule tonight. He said, "You should eat the chicken breast you made."

Apple squinted her beautiful eyes and said, "You just want to see my breasts, don't you?" It

was only natural that she would guess correctly. But he himself didn't understand why he felt embarrassed about seeing her breasts. "I wanted to see your breasts, but you should have dinner too..."

Apple looked at him suspiciously. But she still released her hands from her full breasts. Although it was through her bra, he could see her pink nipples, the size of bottle caps, protruding from the thin fabric. She said, "But you're so honest..."

Fu Ren couldn't help but lick his lips as he saw her breasts. They were more beautiful and sexy than he had imagined. He wanted to play with them immediately. He didn't know how he had managed to resist touching them for so long.
Apple's face was very red, but she began to eat her food and realized that her father was only staring at her breasts. She said, "You told me to eat, but you didn't eat yourself."

Fu Ren, still somewhat dazed, stammered, "Ah, I'm sorry..."

"You were only looking at my breasts, weren't you?" Ping Qi said, though she felt even more embarrassed.

Fu Ren felt embarrassed by his daughter's teasing. He didn't understand why he felt embarrassed. He had touched her genitals hundreds of times. Touching her genitals was far more serious than touching her breasts. And both father and daughter knew how much he desired her body. "Yes..."

"Then... what do you think of them?" She was actually very concerned about his opinion of her body.
"They are the most beautiful and sexy breasts I've ever seen," he answered without hesitation.

His daughter's smile upon hearing the answer was radiant. But she asked again, "Are you sure? Or are you just saying this because you think I'll let you touch them?"

Fu-ren smiled at her question. They both knew he didn't need to ask if he could touch her breasts. If he touched them from the start, she couldn't stop him. "Yes, they're really great,"

Ping-ki smiled brightly again. "So what do you want to do with them?"

Fu-ren was surprised by her question. Although he had always wanted to play with her breasts, today he only wanted to see what they thought. He didn't dare to do anything more inappropriate. "If you don't mind, I'll admire them first."

"Do I have a choice?"

He wanted to say that she had always willingly allowed him to touch her every morning. But he also knew that if she didn't come to him on her own, he would also unconsciously touch her. Moreover, once a young girl is touched like that, she can never go back to being an innocent girl. "I'm sorry, I've always been a bad father."

"Daddy," Pingqi complained. "Let's not talk about your regrets again, okay?! What I said wasn't to make you feel sorry for me. I'm just answering your question. You asked me if I minded, and I'm just telling the truth."

Fu Ren had long realized that she hadn't complained or minded what he did to her from the beginning. That's why he was able to treat her like this every day for two years. What she minded was that he couldn't just be a good father or a perverted father. Every time he had his regrets, she would tell him that she didn't care or that she couldn't forget being touched, so that he would continue his incestuous actions towards her. How could he not feel remorse? His only consolation was that he hadn't slept with her yet.
But she kept letting him do these things to her, and he didn't know how much longer he could endure it. "I know you don't mean for me to feel remorse, but you know I'm still very sorry..."

"What?" Pingqi asked. "I just want you not to regret what you've done to me. Since you've done so many things you shouldn't have done to me, what's the point of regretting it?"

Fu Ren frowned and replied, "Yes, I enjoyed it... but I also know I shouldn't have enjoyed you..." He knew he might bring it up with her again. Although they hadn't discussed it, Fu Ren knew she had a sense of pride in being able to ejaculate into her father. It was as if she could use that to offer her allure. But he knew she would be angry with him for starting this regretful state again. She should actually be angry at what he had done.

Ping Qi squinted her eyes again and kept her lips tightly closed for a moment before saying, "Why shouldn't you have wanted it?!"

"Because I'm your father!" He felt he had said this countless times.

"Then you shouldn't have touched me at all!" she cried. "But you have! Hundreds of times! So why can't you just go with the flow instead of constantly regretting it and continuing to hit me?! If you're going to do this to me, then don't go back on what you've already done!"

"Because I'm holding back from doing anything even more inappropriate to you!"

"I've told you before that even if you never have sex with me again, I can never forget what you did to me that morning two years ago. So don't tell me you can't do anything more inappropriate to me. I'm already Daddy's woman, and my role is to be enjoyed by you! I've always only wanted to be one man's woman. You've already tainted me. So from that day on, I haven't been interested in any other men. I only want you!"

"Aren't you thinking about this too early? I know what I did to you will traumatize you... but you shouldn't be so devoted to a father like me. You shouldn't let your father continue doing this to you! You'll know later that not having sex with me was the right choice. You shouldn't let me do this to you... you should reject me..."

Pingqi shook her head. "I don't know why I'm trying to persuade you to continue doing things you shouldn't to me..."

"Sweetheart..." Fu Ren really didn't understand why she kept encouraging his perverted behavior. He thought it was because she knew he would occasionally have second thoughts, but he would still continue to touch her every day. He had also thought that she might like being touched. But he felt it was impossible. What girl would enjoy being touched by her father? But he remembered the image of her moaning that morning; it was the first time she hadn't moaned on the first touch, and the sound of her moans felt lewd. Thinking of this, he immediately shook his head.

Apple laughed at his shaking head and said, "Why are you imitating me?"

Fu Ren saw this as a good opportunity to change the subject and said, "Yes, I'm imitating you. I thought that..."

Apple didn't let him finish: "I know you're trying not to think about perverted scenarios. What are you thinking about? Playing with my breasts? Giving you oral sex? Having sex with me? But then you start talking about your guilt and stuff!"

Fu Ren said, "None of that! I'm just frustrated by what I did to you!"

Apple looked at him and said, "Yes, because of you, we have..." A mess that can never be cleaned up... But do you know what my frustration with all this is? It's not because you did something you shouldn't have done to me, but because since you did it, you couldn't fully enjoy me... making you constantly feel guilty about what you did. You know? From the first time you touched me, I knew I couldn't go back to my former self. So I slowly accepted that we had an incestuous relationship... and started to enjoy being touched by you."

Fu Ren remembered when he heard her moans this morning.

Pingqi waved to him and said, "Daddy, you're not surprised that I like being touched, are you? It's hard not to feel pleasure after being touched like that by you almost every day for two years."

Fu Ren took a deep breath and said, "How long...you...like this...how long..."

"Are you asking me how long I've enjoyed being touched by you?" Pingqi interrupted. "Not long...a few days after you started touching me, right? After all, I'm your daughter."

"During this time, you've been able to hide your pleasure?" He didn't know whether to be surprised or excited. He had always thought he didn't want her to feel pleasure from his touch. But he noticed that recently her attitude towards his touch had changed. This morning, when she moaned, he knew she must have felt pleasure, but he couldn't guess that she had enjoyed what he did to her from the very beginning.

"Yes, I've been hiding my pleasure... What girl wants to admit she likes being touched by her father? And until a few months ago, I did feel something, but it wasn't particularly good..." Pingqi said. "But slowly I started to like being touched more and more, and my body stopped resisting. Until this morning, I couldn't control my moans..."

Fu Ren nodded in agreement. He also knew why his daughter continued to ask him to do these perverted things: because she liked it! He sighed and said, "I understand..." He knew that she was the cause of this. It was all his fault that his daughter had become as twisted as him. He hoped she wouldn't continue like this, but he didn't want to discuss it with her tonight. He stood up and said, "Thank you for the dinner. I'm going to bed now."
Apple kept talking to him, but he didn't hear a word when he got to his bedroom.

5

The next day, when Apple woke up, it was the first time in two years that she didn't know if her father would touch her. They had argued about the same thing, but he still touched her. She felt that he often felt guilty lately. But he had also become more twisted. Although she knew it wasn't right to continue like this, and she didn't know what she wanted, being touched by her father had become a habit, a part of her. A part of her that she needed.

Apple climbed out of bed and went to the bathroom. She saw the underwear on the washbasin. Seeing this, she felt that nothing had really changed. But then she remembered that her father always made sure to provide her with underwear. Even when her mother was alive, she had no choice in what she wore. Ever since she was old enough to understand, he had prepared underwear for her and her mother every day. She had known for a long time that he had a fetish for underwear.

Unlike before, she picked up the panties first to check them, because she was afraid he would make her wear something that exposed her breasts and buttocks again. After inspecting the panties, she was relieved to find that they were ordinary panties, and even panties she had worn before, because she could see a small yellowish spot. She looked at the bra and knew it was an ordinary bra that had been worn. She figured it was because she had to go to school, and he couldn't possibly expect her to wear weird underwear to school.

She also realized her father had reverted to his usual perverted ways. He touched her again until he ejaculated. She moaned and enjoyed the touch.

She wasn't surprised he pulled her onto his lap and started touching her. This was exactly what she wanted. She loved the pleasure of being touched, but he started touching her in different ways. He was rubbing her clitoris. She couldn't believe the pleasure of having her clitoris rubbed. She had tried masturbation before, but it hadn't been as good as she imagined. Now, being touched like this by her father, she realized it wasn't that there was something wrong with her clitoris, but that she needed to be touched to feel pleasure.

Because of this new pleasure, she was both happy and angry with her father. She was, of course, happy for two years; she could feel the pleasure she'd always heard about. But she was angry because she didn't understand why he couldn't have done it sooner. She knew he had his reasons, but she was still angry with him.
However, better late than never, so she tried to enjoy the pleasure as much as possible, without thinking the worst. She always thought the pleasure she felt before was already great. She didn't know there could be even better pleasure. Because of this, she felt wetter than before. She felt her entire panty was soaked.

Apple groaned loudly because of the pleasure she had never felt before. But because it was a new experience, it wasn't until about twenty minutes later that she realized her body was starting to contract and she was panting. Then she felt her vagina contract, and finally, an unprecedented pleasure erupted from there, reaching every corner of her body.

After enjoying her first orgasm, she leaned against her father. She felt completely exhausted and just wanted to close her eyes and rest.

She was still breathing deeply with her eyes closed when her father asked, "How did you feel about your first orgasm?"

She answered with all her might, "The...the best...ah...feeling..."

Fu-ren replied, "I'm glad you liked it, but you have to go to school."

Ping-qi thought her father was joking. She could still feel his fingers gently rubbing her clitoris. She asked, "Do I...really need to...need to go to school?"

"I thought you wanted perfect attendance?"

She knew he was teasing her. She did want perfect attendance, but now she just wanted to sleep. So she didn't answer and fell asleep.

Fu

-ren watched his daughter stir slightly in the passenger seat of the car. After Ping-qi fell asleep, he carried her into the car and drove to a street away from the school. Although he arrived at school before her first class, he didn't want to wake her. He just watched her sleep. He had a urge to reach between her legs, but he knew that being so close to the school, doing so might be a disturbance. Forty minutes later, she showed signs of waking up.

First, she stroked her thin, dark eyebrows, then twitched her delicate nose, and finally, she tightened her cherry lips. When she finally opened her beautiful eyes, she snored without any attempt to hide it. She looked around and said, "You're giving me a ride to school?"

"Yes, it saved you more than ten minutes," he said. "If you hurry, you can still make it to your second class."

Apple immediately sat up and yelled at him, "Why didn't you wake me?"

"You were sleeping so soundly, why would I want to wake you?"

Apple continued yelling at him, "Then why did you give me my first orgasm now?!"

"After hearing you moan yesterday, I felt I should give you your first orgasm..."

"Couldn't you have chosen the weekend? Or could you have broken your stupid rule and done it outside of breakfast time?! Like yesterday after school, or last night when I was almost naked!?"

"Didn't you say you did well in the first class?"

She hit his arm and yelled, "But I don't want to skip class for two days in a row!"

"You were the one who just asked if you could skip class!"

"I didn't say that!"

"You don't even remember what you just said, how can you blame me for not waking you up?"

Pingqi squinted and said, "It's still your fault!" Then she got out of the car and ran towards school.
Fu Ren watched his daughter disappear after turning the corner at the street corner.

He checked his watch and decided he had to do some things before going home. He went to buy some food and household items. He drove the car to the wash and picked up the dry cleaners. He didn't think about Pingqi while doing these things.

But when he got home, he saw the kitchen table and chairs, and he fantasized about his daughter, moaning and moving in his arms during orgasm. It was a perfect scene. But he was also afraid of this scene, after all, her first orgasm was caused by him, her perverted father.

This conflicting thought finally allowed him to stop fantasizing about his daughter. After putting away his purchases and clothes, he started cooking lunch. After eating, he went to his study to write.
His last book was published six months ago, so he was starting to feel a bit of pressure to release a new one. But lately, he just couldn't concentrate on writing. He kept fantasizing about what he was doing with his daughter, and couldn't type. He couldn't type now either. He thought, "I gave her her first orgasm!" Thinking about this, he got an erection.

Fu Ren knew he couldn't write anymore, so he decided not to write today. He went down to the storeroom where he kept his daughter's underwear, thinking about what he should dress her in tonight. It was Friday, so he thought he could break a few rules to enjoy his daughter and give her pleasure. He walked around looking for something that would allow him to see her breasts and buttocks again, just like last night. After some consideration, he chose a black bodysuit. Like a thong, it consisted of only a small strip of fabric covering her anus. It had no breasts; it would support her breasts, but they would be completely exposed. He thought, "Tonight I can see her breasts much better!" He took it to Apple's bathroom and placed it on the sink.

When Apple returned home a few hours later, he was excitedly waiting for her at the door. He asked, "You're home earlier than usual today?!"

Pingqi replied, "I was tired today, so I came home right after class without even saying goodbye to my friends."

Furen knew why she was tired, but he still asked, "What did you do to make you so tired?"

Pingqi rolled her eyes at him before saying, "You know why I'm tired."

He knew she probably didn't want to be teased, so he said, "Did your first orgasm really make you this tired?"

Pingqi nodded lazily.

Seeing his daughter like this, he didn't want to make things difficult for her anymore. Although he wanted to break his rules with her immediately, he said, "You should go to bed... you'll feel better when you wake up. We can call you when we have dinner."

She nodded lazily again and went upstairs.

Fu Ren no longer felt any desire. And he remembered she was still a young girl with no real sexual experience. He sighed and went back into the lingerie storeroom to get her some regular underwear. When he returned to the bathroom, he sighed again at the thought of not seeing his daughter's breasts that night. He didn't see her when he went to sleep. He hadn't bothered to wake her.

7

When her father got up, Ping Qi had already prepared breakfast. Actually, she had been up for several hours. And she felt very energetic.

When she saw her father walk into the kitchen, she excitedly called out, "Good morning, Daddy!"

Fu Ren was surprised by her energy. "Good morning, sweetheart. Looks like you got a good rest."

"Yes! I slept very well last night!" she said again, full of energy.

He saw the food on the table and exclaimed, "Wow, you've cooked so much!!"

Apple blushed and said, "I...I wanted to...celebrate my first orgasm..."

He looked surprised again and asked, "Celebrate? Your first orgasm?" He sat down and continued to look at her.

"Yes," Apple said excitedly. "It was the best feeling I've ever had, why shouldn't I celebrate?" She hoped she could experience her second orgasm while celebrating. She just hoped he wouldn't have any second thoughts today. She stood in front of him as she did every morning, the only difference being that because it was Saturday, she wasn't wearing her school uniform; she was only wearing her underwear.

He glanced at her in her briefs, then turned her around. As he began to touch her genitals, he said, "Is this how we celebrate?"

This reassured her; he was being his usual perverted self. She moaned after just one touch. Even before he touched her clitoris, she felt her vagina overflowing with vaginal fluid. As he began to rub her clitoris and continue touching her vagina, her moans grew louder.

Fu Ren used his bare hands to pull his penis out of his pants and began to touch himself. Seeing him masturbate aroused Pingqi even more. She didn't know if he needed her help, but she was too shy to ask and too embarrassed to touch it herself. Although she knew she wouldn't resist if her father wanted to have sex with her. But she didn't know whether she should actively make their incestuous relationship even more uncontrollable.

Her father spent some time touching her clitoris before bringing her to orgasm. Although the mystery of the orgasm was gone, the pleasure was still pleasure. Now she had a chance to compare. She thought, "I can't believe it will feel even better..." and then fell asleep.
Apple was woken by the alarm she had set earlier. She knew it was 11 a.m. She knew she had slept for almost two and a half hours. She also knew her father had taken her back to her bedroom. Thinking of her father, she wondered if he had ejaculated. She hoped he had. Even though she was experiencing the pleasure of orgasm now, she still hoped that he would ejaculate every time he was with her.

She also felt her panties were still wet. She knew her father liked her wearing her soaking wet panties, but she was going out soon, so she went into the bathroom hoping he had prepared a change. To her surprise, there were indeed new panties on the sink. She quickly washed up, put on the new panties, and prepared to leave. She

went into her father's study and said, "Daddy, I'm going out." She saw the empty plate on his desk, knowing he had finished the breakfast she had made. This made her happy. She always cared about whether her father liked what she did for him.

"Oh, by the way, you said you were going out with your friends today," Fu Ren said, looking up. "Where are you going?"

She took a few steps towards him and replied, "To the shopping mall. My friend wants to buy... underwear..." She wanted to see his reaction to this answer. Because both father and daughter knew she had never bought underwear before.

Fu Ren was clearly surprised by her answer, but he said, "Really?" He took out several twenty-dollar bills and said, "Buy it if you find something you like. Is that enough?"

Apple took the money and said, "You should know more about these things than I do, right? Let me look."

"Okay, have fun."

Apple didn't leave immediately. She lingered in the same spot. She wanted to know if her father had ejaculated and also wanted to hear him talk about her orgasms.

Fu Ren asked her, "Is there anything else?"

Ping Qi moved closer to him and asked, "Did you ejaculate before?"

Fu Ren felt a little embarrassed by her direct question, but still said, "I ejaculated a few minutes after you orgasmed."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Of course I did... How about you?"

"I enjoyed it very much too!" she said excitedly. "This orgasm was even better than yesterday's, and I even had a chance to sleep. I'm full of energy now!" She didn't know why, but she felt it was natural to say these things to him. After all, she had orgasmed because of him.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it."

Ping Qi felt that her father was genuinely happy at this moment. He wasn't influenced by societal or his own rules. She knew she shouldn't think this way, but she preferred her perverted father. She felt that was his true nature, his most authentic self. She also thought he was a liar who would regret it, because no matter how much he reflected on it, he had already done things he shouldn't have done to her. She asked happily, "Then, shall we give each other orgasms again tonight?"

Although Fu Ren was surprised, he nodded. "You like orgasms that much?"

"Can't you tell?"

"I can tell..."

"You like me... do you like orgasms?" she asked shyly.

"I do!"

Only

after Ping Qi left did Fu Ren realize how inappropriate their previous conversation had been. Although they had discussed similar topics before, neither of them had been so honest or open.

He was once again torn between doing something even more perverse to his daughter and being a good father. He felt himself becoming increasingly perverse. He didn't know why he had said those same things to her before, even though they were the truth. He genuinely enjoyed the way she orgasmed when he touched her. He enjoyed being the reason for her orgasms.

Although he still felt a pang of regret, he could still masturbate and ejaculate again. But he also found it increasingly difficult to masturbate without his daughter present to touch him. "I really need to have sex with her..." he thought. He knew he couldn't, but he felt an overwhelming need to have sex with her.

Fu Ren tried to concentrate on writing, but after several hours, he kept thinking about his daughter's beautiful face and perfect figure. With her image in his mind, he found himself unconsciously walking into his warehouse and finding the sexy lingerie he had wanted her to wear the night before. He examined it briefly, unable to decide whether she should wear it. He finally decided that this lingerie was only slightly more revealing than the one from the night before. And he had already decided last night that she should wear this one. So he took it upstairs and placed it on the sink again.

Apple didn't return home until almost evening. She entered the front door carrying a small bag from Andrea. Fu Ren knew that Andrea was a lingerie store. He had bought a lot of lingerie for his daughter from there. Although she had told him that she and her friends would be buying lingerie, he hadn't expected her to actually do it. The money he gave her was really just pocket money. He didn't understand why she needed to buy new underwear. He thought she'd have enough for her entire life.

He figured she might have bought some cosmetics or something. But he also thought it was wasteful, because she was already perfect; she didn't need any makeup. He asked, "What did you buy from Andrea?"

Pingqi guessed what he was thinking and said, "A few bras and panties. My friends kept recommending different styles, so I felt bad not buying them."

Furen said, "It's okay, I was just asking."

"I know," Pingqi replied. “You’ve bought me every kind of underwear in the world. A few days ago I thought you just hadn’t bought me the weird ones, but you bought those too!”

Fu Ren said. “Yes, and I’ve prepared some sexy underwear for you too. I can’t wait to see you wear it!”

Ping Qi thought for a moment before replying, “Don’t you want to see me wear the underwear I bought?”

“Of course I want to see you wear what you bought,” he said. “But I hope you can wear what I’ve prepared first!”

Ping Qi stuck out her tongue and said, “You pervert!”

Fu Ren thought he was a pervert.

When Ping Qi came downstairs, she covered her breasts with her hands, just like the night before. Her face was flushed. He could only think, “So beautiful…” He thought she looked even better in this underwear than he had imagined. He didn't understand why she was covering her breasts. After all, he had already seen them. The only difference was that this bra didn't have a thin piece of fabric covering her chest. He felt it was only a matter of time before he saw her breasts. He said, "You look sexy!"

Apple gave him a wry smile and said, "I don't think I'm sexy at all." She covered her nipples with one arm and then used her other hand to adjust a small strip of fabric on her buttocks.

Fu Ren watched her movements, admiring her buttocks, then shook his head, thinking, "Why is this goddess my daughter?"

Seeing him shake his head, Ping Qi asked, "Why are you shaking your head? Is there something wrong with my buttocks?"

He smiled at her, "Your buttocks are perfect. I'm shaking my head because I can't believe there's such a perfect woman as you."

Ping Qi smiled brightly at him as she said this.

Fu Ren didn't know if he should say such things, but it was his true feeling. However, he said, "I'm shaking my head because you're my daughter."

Neither father nor daughter had anything to say for a moment. So he didn't say anything more. So he changed the subject: "Let's see what we're going to eat first?"

"Don't expect me to wear this for dinner!" she said.

“I was hoping you’d dress like this for dinner,” he said with a smile. Apple covered her breasts even tighter. He went into the kitchen, pulled open a drawer, picked up a few menus, and started looking through them, asking, “What do you want to eat?”

She said seriously, “Something I can eat with one hand.”

His first thought was, “You don’t need any hands to give me oral sex.” He shook his head, trying to dismiss the idea.

Seeing this, Apple immediately exclaimed, “You pervert!”

Fu Ren ignored his daughter and continued flipping through the menu, asking, “Thai food?”

“No.”

He wanted to say that Thai food could be eaten with one hand, but he didn’t say it aloud.

“Sandwiches?” He knew his daughter didn’t like sandwiches, but at least eating a sandwich wouldn’t require two hands.

He wasn’t surprised she shook her head. He flipped through a few more menus and asked, "Pizza?"

Apple thought for a few seconds and said, "Okay. Spicy Italian sausage and sausage."

When Fu Ren heard her say sausage, he smiled. Seeing his expression, Apple said, "Can't you be a little more mature?"

After he called for pizza, the father and daughter sat on the sofa watching TV. Although they had the tacit understanding of lovers, they didn't exchange a single word. And Apple's hands never left her breasts.

When the pizza arrived, Apple asked him to sit on the same side as her so he couldn't look directly at her. Although he wanted to stare at her cleavage, he agreed.

Nothing happened during their dinner. Until a drop of oil landed on Pingqi's chest. She immediately put down her pizza, wanting to grab a tissue to wipe it off, but Furen grabbed her hand and bent down to lick the oil clean from her chest.

Pingqi was naturally very surprised by his actions. Her whole face turned red, and her mouth was open. He didn't know why she was so surprised and why her face was so red. He remembered that two years ago when he lifted her skirt, she didn't react this way.

After a few seconds of silence, Pingqi finally closed her mouth. Then she removed her arms from covering her breasts, revealing her beautiful pink nipples. Although he had seen them last night, this time there was no cloth blocking his view at all. He turned to her breasts again, kissing, licking, and sucking her nipples. His hands followed his mouth, greedily fondling her breasts.

Soon he reached down and began touching her genitals. He found her just as wet as before, making him feel he was doing the right thing. Hearing her moans, he was even more convinced that tonight would be the night he made love to his daughter.

While alternating between touching her breasts and genitals, he pulled down his pants to expose his penis. He pushed her down onto the sofa and spread her legs, revealing her vulva, which was only partially hidden by a thin line. He never thought he would actually make love to his daughter. He climbed on top of her, inserted his penis into the entrance of her vagina, and gently pushed, encountering strong resistance. He did not break her hymen.

Then Pingqi started crying. She cried very loudly and painfully. She cried for a short while and her face was covered in tears. Furen didn't know what to do, so although he really wanted to make love to her, he immediately got off her. He felt disappointed because he had finally decided to make love to his daughter, but in the end, he hadn't succeeded. But suddenly, he had a change of heart: "What am I doing? I almost slept with my own daughter!" Not knowing what to do, he fled into his bedroom.

9

"Why am I crying?" was the first thought that came to Pingqi's mind when she woke up. She knew it was because she wasn't mentally prepared to lose her virginity. She had always thought she was mentally prepared two years ago, but now she felt she might never be truly prepared. So that wasn't the reason. She knew that although she was still a virgin, she had already had two years of incestuous experience with her father. So that wasn't the reason. Although she started crying because of the sharp pain caused by her father's penis penetrating her, she already knew that a girl's first time would be painful. So that wasn't the reason either. In her mind, she was still happy that she was still a virgin, but why did she feel so confused?

The first sign of confusion was that there were no clean underwear on the sink. Instead of underwear, there was a key. Although she hadn't seen the key before, she knew where to use it.

The second sign of confusion was that she couldn't find her father anywhere.

Although she felt disappointed that she couldn't find her father, she still needed to find clean underwear. Although she had her own newly bought underwear, she hadn't washed it yet, so she knew she shouldn't wear it. So she went to the basement. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been to the basement was several years ago. The basement was just as she remembered, only a few feet wide and with an iron door.

She had never been inside that door, so she didn't know what it was like. She hoped her father was inside. She used the key to open the door and went in. She found herself standing on what looked like a platform, which she could see was in the center of the room, with at least fifty feet of space on each side, and seemingly deeper than a hundred feet. In this large space were a dozen or so rows of shelves, each row with three sections thirty or forty feet long. Although she couldn't see clearly what was on the shelves, she already knew what they were supposed to hold. Her underwear. Because she knew she'd worn countless new underwear since she was a child, unless her father threw them away and needed a place to store them. But that didn't mean she wasn't surprised by the size of the warehouse. She thought this personal warehouse was much larger than any Andrea store she'd ever been to.

She went down the stairs on the right to the edge of the shelves and into the aisle in front of her. It wasn't until she was between two rows of shelves that she realized they were at least six feet tall and had eight rows of shelves. She saw that these shelves were filled with her white underwear. Each one was wrapped in clear plastic and looked brand new. Upon closer inspection, she noticed they were all different styles and materials.

She walked to the intersection of the shelves and looked to both sides to see that each row was a different color. She didn't go to any of the other aisles but continued down the row of only white underwear. She found herself in the sexy lingerie section. She'd never seen or worn any of these before. She knew her father wanted her to wear them someday, but given the current situation, she didn't know if she'd ever have the chance.

When she reached the third section, she noticed it was different from the previous two. The underwear on the shelves was still wrapped in clear plastic, but she saw numbers on each bag. She saw one that said 2018.10.04, and she immediately understood that this section must contain underwear she had worn. This was the pair of panties she'd worn yesterday! She continued walking until she found underwear she'd worn as a child. Seeing this, she didn't know what to think. She knew her father was a pervert, but collecting all her underwear from childhood, meticulously recording when she wore them, how many times she wore them, and where she wore them, was truly horrifying. But then she thought about it again; this fetish was more acceptable than the fetish of touching his daughter's genitals. It was just that her father practiced both fetishes on her. And it seemed like it was just one fetish.

Apple looked at the other shelves for a while, thinking that her father must have spent a lot of money buying so much underwear. She didn't know what to choose, so she randomly grabbed a set of light blue underwear and left the warehouse to take a shower.

Apple was disappointed that her father hadn't returned after her shower. But she told herself she shouldn't expect him to come back and do things he shouldn't to her.

Because she had nothing to do, she spent all her time thinking about what had happened the night before. Although she knew she shouldn't think about her father like that, she couldn't stop thinking about the feeling of being touched and her orgasm. She hoped he would come back soon.

She ate three meals a day and called her father many times. So when he came back, she felt extremely excited. But he was drunk. She used all her strength to carry him back to his bedroom. After covering him with a blanket, she went back to her room to sleep.

The next few days were the same. Her father went out drinking early in the morning. These past few days, because she needed to go to school, she had classmates and friends who could distract her from thinking about her father. But as soon as she returned home, she was all alone. Originally, she missed the feeling of being touched, the thrill of incest. But now, all she wanted was for her father to be by her side.

On the fifth night that Fu Ren started going out drinking, Ping Qi fell asleep on the sofa while waiting for him to return. When she woke up the next morning, she found him lying on the sofa as well. She didn't have the strength to take him to his bedroom that day, so she brought a blanket to cover him. As soon as she covered him with the blanket, she felt his hand reach up to her thigh and touch her genitals. She was startled because he seemed to be fast asleep. She didn't leave; she let him continue touching her. She was initially happy, after all, he had touched her for two years. But he stopped after each touch. She realized he was truly asleep, and his touching was merely a muscle reaction. Once

she felt her father was tucked in, she went to school in a slightly better mood. When Fu Ren woke up, his head was throbbing. He knew he shouldn't drink anymore. He had drunk enough these past few days. He felt the blanket covering him and knew his daughter must have put it on him. He felt he shouldn't have such a wonderful daughter. He took a shower and ate lunch. He wanted to write, but his head still ached. So he lay in bed trying not to think about anything. But he kept thinking about his daughter. And it was all about sex. The day after Apple's tears, he went out early to drink. He had intended to use a vile object to replace his desire for his daughter, but his desire for her was too deep-seated; drinking couldn't resist his urge. He had been interested in women since he was young. He had always studied and researched the female body. But he discovered that he didn't always like naked women, but rather women who weren't completely naked, women wearing underwear. In his youth, he was a handsome and dashing boy. He had no problem having sex with any girl. He had many girlfriends, and after he became successful and earned a lot of money writing novels, even more women sought him out. But only after finding Apple's mother did he feel satisfied that he had found the woman he loved. She was not only beautiful and sexy, but she was also an underwear model. He was obsessed with the way she looked in underwear, and she liked to wear underwear for him, so they lived a happy life as a couple. Sadly, she died in a car accident three years ago. He knew he couldn't blame his incest on his deceased wife. After all, he had been preparing underwear for his daughter since she was little. His deceased wife didn't care at all; in fact, she would discuss with him what kind of underwear their daughter looked cuter. In the past two years, he occasionally wondered what his wife thought of his touching of their daughter. He believed she wouldn't discuss how to make their daughter orgasm. But if she were still alive, could she stop him from doing such a horrific thing to their daughter? He was constantly filled with remorse for his actions, but only seeing his daughter cry gave him the strength to stop himself from doing even more unspeakable things to her. Yet his desire for his daughter hadn't diminished at all; he still wanted to have sex with her. He wanted to touch her and penetrate her every morning. Every night. All day long. Thinking of this, he thought, "I should go get a drink..." He didn't go out for a drink, but he took out his old photo album. Seeing pictures of Apple as a child, he began to feel remorse again. He didn't know why he had started collecting her underwear back then. The reason at the time was that he had already done this for his wife, so what was the big deal about doing it for his daughter? But he suspected he had been interested in incest from the beginning. He only knew that he truly began to desire her when she started to develop. It was a secret no one knew; he had hidden this desire from his wife for over a year. But after her death, he lost the power to release his sexual urges, and couldn't find a person or object to replace her. So he continued to hide it from Apple for another year, slowly buying the underwear he wanted to see his daughter wear, until one day two years ago, he couldn't resist any longer and touched her. He had originally wanted to make love to her that day, but after two years, when he finally tried to make love to her again, she cried. Unconsciously, he entered the warehouse again. He found himself standing in the aisle where people wore pink underwear. He wondered what kind of underwear his daughter had chosen these past few days, imagining that she must look very sexy, and he really wanted to see her wearing underwear. But he remembered he shouldn't do that to his daughter again, and left the warehouse. He didn't know what to do, so he decided to have a few drinks. 11. After school, Apple prepared to spend another night alone. Her friends were concerned about her feelings, but of course, she wouldn't tell anyone the reason for her sadness. Being forced into incest was already a secret, but how could she tell anyone that she actually liked what her father did to her, and that she wanted him to continue touching her every morning? She still didn't quite understand why she had cried that night, but she knew that if the same situation happened again, she wouldn't cry. Just as she expected, when she got home, her father wasn't there. She tried to focus on her homework and chores to avoid thinking about him, but her homework was too easy, and she finished her chores quickly, so she couldn't stop thinking about her father until she cried until she fell asleep. Apple was awakened by a familiar yet strange sound. It sounded like the moans she had made a week ago. The difference was that this moan was stronger, and it sounded more pleasurable than her own. She knew this wasn't a dream, and it wasn't her. She was certain her father had brought a woman home. She felt angry and sad about how things had unfolded. But she also knew she couldn't blame him. She got out of bed and followed the sound. The sound led her to her father's room, and she saw a small crack in the door, which made her understand why she could hear the woman's moans. Before she even peeked, she knew from the woman's moans that she was about to climax. After all, she herself had experienced two orgasms. She only wished that she was the one about to climax now. And she also felt that this woman's orgasm would be even greater than the two she had experienced. She peeked into her father's bedroom through the crack and saw the shadow of her father's upper body in the darkness. Then she saw a pair of arms holding her father. She could hear that the woman's breathing was shallower than before, and her moans were louder and more pleasurable. She had climaxed. Although Apple was excited by what she had discovered, she didn't know what to do or what to think. She only knew that the one enjoying the orgasm should have been herself. She should have been able to enjoy it for six days. Just as she was still blaming herself, the sounds of lovemaking started again. She then realized that the woman's orgasm didn't mean they were finished. Not long after, the woman orgasmed again, and then again. She felt she couldn't bear to watch any longer and turned to leave. But then she heard her father groan. She had never heard him groan before, so she found it strange but also exciting. She shook her head, trying not to think about it. But she missed her father terribly. She didn't leave and continued listening; she heard his and the woman's intense cries of orgasm. Then, she only heard deep breathing. She dared not move because she was afraid of making noise in such quiet, so she waited until she thought they were asleep before returning to her room. Although there was no more noise, Apple still couldn't sleep. She kept thinking about her father and the woman. She imagined herself as that woman, and imagined the feeling of her orgasm. Although this imagination heightened her desire, she also felt sad that she might never experience that feeling with her father. Because he already had another woman. Although she wasn't entirely sure whether giving her virginity to her father was right or wrong, in the past two years, it was only a matter of time before he took her virginity. Now she didn't know how to think about her relationship with him. She comforted herself that this woman was just an ugly woman who could release his desires. Thinking this, she fell asleep.

Apple was awakened again by the sounds of her father and the woman he had brought home making love. Unlike the first time she was awakened, this time they were already finished. But she could hear them moving around. Then she heard the sound of water in the shower, which made her think they were taking a bath. She stayed in her bedroom, afraid to make a sound, but she thought it would be better to leave the house as soon as possible. She didn't want to stay in her bedroom all day if they stayed home.
She got dressed and went downstairs. She was startled by her father in the living room. She said, "Daddy!" When their eyes met, she felt embarrassed that her father had seen her. "Good morning..."

"Good morning, sweetheart," he said. He looked her over and asked, "Going out?"

Apple nodded, and then they both fell silent. Although she had initially tried to avoid seeing him and the woman he brought home and fled the scene, she changed her mind when she saw him. She thought, "I miss you so much." But when she heard someone coming downstairs, she changed her mind again. "The woman who was having sex with Daddy is coming down!" Although she wanted to escape again, she realized the woman was almost downstairs when she realized she should move.

The woman was wearing one of Apple's father's robes. Although she had tightened the belt around her waist, most of her breasts were exposed. Apple could see her full breasts and flat stomach. Every step she took revealed a long, beautiful leg. When she came downstairs, Apple saw a beautiful woman about her height and only a few years older than her. Pingqi immediately felt jealous because she thought that with such a beautiful woman in her father's life, and without an incestuous relationship, their relationship could never go back to what it was before.

"You must be Pingqi, right?!" the beautiful woman asked. She extended her hand to Pingqi. "My name is Yilian, nice to meet you!"

Although Pingqi didn't want to shake hands with her rival, she still wanted to please her father, so she forced a smile and shook Yilian's hand. "Nice to meet you too." Feeling very uncomfortable, she said, "I have to go out. I'll be going now." She forced another smile and hurriedly left.

Pingqi had no idea where to go, so she wandered around aimlessly all day. She felt heartbroken and thought constantly about how beautiful and sexy Yilian was, and how her father no longer loved her. She had always known she was a beautiful and sexy woman. But she couldn't compete with a beautiful woman who wasn't related to her father by blood. She also kept thinking that this woman might become her stepmother, which meant she would never be able to have sex with him. She was afraid to go home, but as it got dark, she felt she had no choice but to go home.

When she got home, she saw her father sitting alone in the living room. He immediately stood up and went to her. She asked, "Where's Yilian?"

Fu Ren replied, "She's gone."

Pingqi felt a surge of heat throughout her body. This was the closest she had been to her lucid father in a week. She asked, "Gone?" She thought Yilian should still be there because it was Saturday night. "Why did she leave?" "

She needed to go back to her home in out of state," Fu Ren replied. "She finished her university classes yesterday."

"Really?" Pingqi felt much better after hearing him say that.
Furen took her hand and led her to the sofa, then sat down with her. Without letting go of her hand, he said, "I met her at the bookstore yesterday when I couldn't drink anymore. She was selling textbooks she didn't need. You can tell she's a beautiful woman, so I invited her for coffee. We talked all afternoon and then came back here.

" Pingqi nodded but didn't know what to say.

He continued, "We made love four times," looking into her eyes. "Making love with her reminded me of the wonderful feeling inside a woman."

Pingqi was even more at a loss for words. She didn't understand why he would tell her about his sex life with another woman.

Fu Ren waited a moment before saying, "But it was only after making love with her that I realized I only want to make love with you in this world..."

Ping Qi was surprised by what he would say. After all, Yi Lian was a beauty among beauties.

"I know my actions that night made you cry. Although you've always been impatient with my fickle personality, I've always naively assumed that it was what you wanted to happen. I took your not rejecting my touch for the past two years as permission to make love with you. But in the end, I truly understood that I'm just a perverted father. But after making love with Yi Lian, I finally accepted that no matter how perverted I am, the only woman I want is you..."

Hearing her father say this, Ping Qi couldn't help but kiss his lips.

Fu

Ren didn't quite understand why his daughter would kiss him. But he didn't want to waste his daughter's first kiss. He knew she had absolutely no experience kissing, but that only made him happier. Her lips felt wonderful, reminding him of kissing Yilian. But in his eyes, no one had better lips than his daughter. Yilian was a great beauty, but he thought Pingqi was more beautiful, more sexy. You know he was biased, but he didn't believe anyone would think she wasn't one of the most beautiful women they'd ever seen. Pingqi often brought flowers home and told him stories of how she rejected men. He knew what he was doing was one of the reasons she rejected all men, but he also felt that by doing so, he was protecting her innocence. Thinking this, he slipped his hand between her legs and began touching places he already knew well.

Pingqi, of course, didn't react negatively. Instead, she kissed him even more passionately. He touched her just once, and her panties were soaked.

Although Fu Ren was happy that his passion with his daughter hadn't made her cry, he needed to know her condition. He wanted to make love to her immediately, but he didn't want a repeat of last week's experience. He knew he couldn't make love to her when she wasn't ready. Touching her already wet genitals didn't mean she was ready. After all, she had been touching him every day for two years. He didn't know how to ask her if she was ready. In his hesitation, he stopped kissing her, prompting her to ask, "What's wrong?"

Fu Ren kissed her cheek to comfort her and said, "I want your first time to be a special experience... Are you really ready to experience your first time?"

Ping Qi kissed him and said, "Yes, I won't cry this time!"

"Was I too rough last time?" he asked.

“No,” she replied. “Maybe? I don’t know. It was all so sudden that I couldn’t help but cry. I had a week to think about our relationship, and I decided that having sex with you was what I wanted to happen.”

“You really don’t care that your first time was with your father?”

Apple smiled shyly. “I’ve had so many first times with you. I don’t care about them, right?”

“But this first time is important…”

“I know,” she said. “The reason I cried is because I know my first time is important. But I’m ready. A week without you doing what you’ve done to me every day for two years, without you preparing my underwear so I really know what I want. This week made me realize that I’m not happy without you. Seeing you having sex with Yi Lian made me realize how much I want to have sex with you!”

Fu Ren was surprised that she had seen him having sex with Yi Lian. But he felt that if she saw it, it could help their relationship, and that would be the best possible outcome. He kissed her lips and continued to touch her wet vulva. He asked, "Won't our incestuous relationship bother you?"

Pingqi shook her head and said, "I think since you started touching me, the incestuous relationship has bothered you more than it has bothered me. I know incest is wrong, and I might be too young to know how it will affect my future, but I love you, and I can't imagine having my first time with anyone else!"

Fu Ren felt a warmth in his heart. But her words made him feel again that having sex with her was wrong.

Pingqi, seeing through his thoughts, said, "Daddy, you can't hesitate any longer. What I said before wasn't meant to make you think it was wrong. I just wanted to say that as long as I don't get pregnant, I won't regret it! I know what I crave, and that's to make love to you!" "

Are you sure?" Furen asked.

Pingqi kissed his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck, saying, "Let's go to my room."

Furen carried her to her bedroom and put her on her bed. He continued to kiss her and continue to touch her genitals. He kissed her neck down to her collarbone, causing her to begin unbuttoning her shirt. As she unbuttoned the third button, he reached inside and began to touch her breasts, which were still covered by a bra.

Apple continued to remove her shirt, revealing her flat stomach and white bra. Fu Ren played with and licked her breasts, which weren't covered by the bra. Soon he pulled her bra down, revealing one pink nipple, then the other. He licked them repeatedly like a hungry beast, wetting her entire breasts.

Apple reached down and unbuckled his belt, then helped him pull down his trousers and boxers to his knees. Then he took them all off himself. He nearly tore her skirt when he pulled on it, but they didn't care. They only cared about getting it off as quickly as possible. As Fu Ren removed her panties, he kissed her lips again, and Ping Qi helped him remove his shirt. Her bra was the last garment removed.

Fu Ren felt her smooth skin beneath him. His penis was touching her thigh. He grasped it and stroked her vulva several times. He was afraid of making his daughter cry, but he could no longer restrain himself. He looked into his daughter's eyes and saw her excited yet fearful gaze. She blinked a few times, then closed her eyes, waiting for him to enter her. He positioned his penis at the entrance of her wet vagina and forcefully thrust it in.

Ping Qi's virginity provided considerable resistance, and she must have cried out in pain as this resistance broke her hymen. Hearing his daughter's cries of pain, Fu Ren almost stopped thrusting into her. But he noticed she wasn't crying, so he knew her pain was just a normal reaction for any woman losing her virginity. So he continued, forcefully pushing his penis inside her, breaking her hymen.

Ping Qi screamed even louder and more sorrowfully, but he was already inside her. And he slowly went deeper and deeper, and she continued to cry out in pain. After a few seconds, he had his entire penis completely inside his daughter. He suddenly realized he was truly making love with his perfect daughter. He felt pure ecstasy and irreplaceable pleasure. Although he had just made love with Yi Lian the night before, inside his daughter's tight, lubricated vagina, he felt like he was experiencing his first time. This feeling made him feel like a dream come true.

Pingqi, however, did not react the same way. The pain of losing her virginity was clearly severe, causing her entire body to tremble. Although she stopped screaming, her breath was labored, and she continued to sob. Her eyes remained tightly closed, but instead of crying, she actively sought her father's lips and passionately swirled her tongue in his mouth. Excited by this, he slowly withdrew his penis until only the glans remained inside her, then slowly thrust the entire length of his penis back into the deepest part of her vagina.

Although their mouths were tightly sealed together, Pingqi still groaned with obvious pain. Furen felt guilty towards his daughter, for making her suffer. But he also knew he couldn't stop. Because he knew she was no longer a virgin. If he didn't take her first time, their first time, it would be a waste.

He decided he had to enjoy the sacrifice his daughter had made for him, he had to give her the first time she deserved. He slowly pulled his penis out to the base of the glans again, then forcefully thrust it back in.

Pingqi cried out loudly at the thrust. But she didn't cry. Instead, she continued to kiss him passionately. Each thrust made her groan loudly until she finally began to moan with pleasure.

When Furen realized his daughter was no longer in pain, he began to speed up. Pingqi moaned even faster and louder because of this. Soon she began to breathe shallowly and clung tightly to him. Then, unable to control herself, her whole body tensed up, and she burst into an amazing scream of pleasure from her vagina. He felt her fingernails digging into his back, but this feeling only brought him greater joy and pleasure. He knew he had given her her first sexual orgasm! He realized then that there was only one thing more fulfilling than giving her an orgasm—not his bestselling books, not the money he earned, but giving her life.

Fu Ren was like a man on a mission. He brought her to orgasm four more times, making her moan and cry out thousands of times. Each penetration felt like a divine gift, making him want to keep going. But he still needed to ejaculate. Just before he was about to ejaculate, he hadn't decided whether to ejaculate inside her. He had always preferred internal ejaculation, but this was his daughter, and ejaculating inside her might have irreparable consequences. He tried to remember when her last period started, but the pleasure inside her and the feeling of impending ejaculation made it impossible for him to recall. So he gave up trying to remember her period and decided to leave it to fate and ejaculate inside her. He felt it was the most wonderful orgasm he had ever experienced.

Fu Ren collapsed onto the breathless Ping Qi. Even as he collapsed, he still wanted to shoot every last drop of his semen into her. Although he had ejaculated, and inside his own daughter, he felt no regret; he only felt joy and peace. He felt this was what should have happened, this was the most natural sex. He kissed his daughter's lips and said, "I love you!"

Ping Qi didn't utter the same words aloud.

He didn't pull out his penis, and although he had ejaculated a few minutes earlier, he felt he could have sex again and began moving inside her.

Apple smiled and moaned.

13

On the last day of the semester, Apple woke up to go to school to see her friends one last time before summer vacation.

She went into the bathroom and saw her underwear on the sink, but she ignored it. She put it on after she showered. She went downstairs to the kitchen without putting on any other clothes. Her father was sitting in his usual seat, completely naked.

Without saying a word, she walked between her father's legs. As she looked into his eyes, he touched her genitals through her panties. She felt herself get wet the moment she was touched.

They smiled at each other, and then her father pulled down her panties, revealing her long, beautiful legs and pink vulva. She grabbed his penis and sat down, easily enveloping it with her vagina. They both moaned with pleasure. After kissing for a few seconds, she began to move on top of him.

After two orgasms, Apple whispered in his ear, "Daddy... um... can you hurry up and ejaculate? I want... um... to meet some friends before summer vacation... oh..."

"Then you should hurry up!" Fu Ren said with a laugh. "And with you on top, I need more time to ejaculate!"

He lifted her up and carried her to the sofa in the living room. He fucked her intensely until she orgasmed again before ejaculating inside her. "It's such a shame you can usually have five or six orgasms!"

Apple said, pushing her father away. "I don't care, because we make love all summer!" She knew they always did.

(The End)

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