When peaches ripen (Part 1)

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(I) Moonlit Night
I remember that night happened to be the fifteenth of the lunar calendar. The moon was very round, and the soft moonlight illuminated the room. Because I had greedily eaten a few pieces of chocolate before bed, I couldn't fall asleep for a long time. Finally, I simply opened my eyes wide, staring blankly at the moon, lost in thought. Then I felt a little thirsty, so I got up and tiptoed to the kitchen for a drink.

Passing by my parents' room, I noticed that there seemed to be a light on, and strange noises were coming from it. It was already past midnight. "What are Mom and Dad doing? Why aren't they resting so late?" I muttered to myself. Actually, this wasn't the first time I'd encountered this situation. Every time, I really wanted to sneak a peek at what my parents were doing, but I always restrained myself because I felt it wasn't right.

Then I heard my parents laughing again from inside. Although I couldn't hear it very clearly, for some reason, my face turned red. I vaguely felt that my parents must be doing something very fun, something only the two of them could do, which was why they kept it from me and only did it after I went to sleep. My curiosity grew stronger, and tonight I couldn't resist taking a look.

"Just one glance, then I'll go back to sleep. Mom and Dad won't notice," I kept telling myself.

I began to tiptoe towards the door, afraid of making the slightest sound. Finally, I reached the door and, with trembling hands, pushed it open a crack. I could almost hear my heart pounding. I steadied myself and boldly peered into the room, my gaze immediately freezing…

In the soft, dim light, Mom and Dad were lying naked on the bed. Mom was nestled in Dad's arms, playing with his penis. Dad's penis was very large, seven or eight inches long, with a purplish-red glans the size of an egg. This was the first time I had ever seen a man's penis, and honestly, I didn't know what it was at the time.

Mom continued playing, as if it were a very interesting toy, occasionally bending down to suck on Dad's penis. Soon it became hard, thick, and shiny. At this point, Mom's lewdness was fully revealed, and she pleaded softly, "Dayong, please, play a little longer, I haven't had enough yet!"

"Azhen, it's getting late, go to bed. You have to get up to cook for our daughter tomorrow morning!" Dad said, smoking while still fondling Mom's ample breasts.

"No, I want it…Dayong, am I no longer attractive to you? You're always out having fun, leaving me alone in this cold bed. And when you come home, you treat me so poorly. Are you trying to force me to find another man and be cuckolded?" Mom was getting angry.

"Alright, Ah Zhen, don't be angry. I was just playing around with those women. You're the most precious one to me. How could they compare to your place in my heart? How could I neglect you? I want to love and cherish you every day! I just saw that you've been busy with housework all day and you're working too hard. But since my beloved wife is still in the mood, her husband will naturally do his best to entertain her." Dad hugged Mom in his arms, comforting and caressing her.

"Good, my darling, you little slut, what else do you want to do?" Dad stroked Mom's fair and round thighs, teasing her.

Mom's anger turned to joy. She punched Dad's chest with her hand and said, "Husband, you're so bad, saying such things about me. Fine, then I'm a slut. Da Yong, I'm so uncomfortable now, my pussy is so itchy, I want your big cock to relieve the itch."

Seeing how thirsty Mom was, Dad couldn't bear to tease her anymore. He took a pillow, put it under Mom's buttocks, spread her legs, and exposed Mom's pussy. My mother's vulva was full, with thick, black pubic hair, and it was now soaked with her vaginal fluids. I saw my father kneel before her, aim at her vulva, and with a thrust of his hips, insert his large penis all the way into her vagina.

My mother seemed extremely satisfied, letting out long moans, looking at my father with a mixture of excitement and gratitude. My father paused for a moment before slowly withdrawing his penis, but quickly and gently inserting it again, rotating it inside her vagina, which elicited more soft moans from my mother.

Meanwhile, I, who was peeking from outside the door, was stunned by this erotic and stimulating scene. I was at a loss, feeling my face burning and struggling to breathe. How incredibly shameful! I wanted to leave immediately, but my legs seemed nailed to the ground, unable to move. I was filled with shame and fear, not knowing what to do.

Inside the room, my parents were deeply engrossed in their lovemaking; my father was holding my mother's thighs, thrusting in and out with increasing speed. Mom gradually became more wanton. Her eyes were filled with lust, her tongue slightly darting out as she excitedly rubbed her breasts, lewd words constantly escaping her lips:

"...Ah...ah...Dayong...you're so amazing...I'm about to be fucked to death...big cock husband...ah...my little cunt is going to fly...mmm...mmm...don't stop...ah...harder...fuck this little slut to death..."

"...Azhen...your cunt...so tight...clamping my big cock...so comfortable...so good...husband...will make you feel even better..."

Dad kept changing his thrusting positions, and after about a few hundred thrusts, he had Mom turn around, sticking her buttocks out, and they started playing the doggy style. Dad held Mom's buttocks and thrust hard, both of them becoming increasingly excited. Mom was already drenched in sweat, panting heavily, still trying her best to withstand wave after wave of Dad's impact, her beautiful breasts swaying back and forth.

Dad thrust hundreds more times, finally collapsing onto Mom, drenched in sweat, after a series of satisfied groans.

Mom, however, seemed unsatisfied, wiping Dad's sweat and kissing him tenderly, saying softly, "Honey, it's all my fault, look how tired you are."

"Ah Zhen, I'll do anything you want as long as you're happy. Okay, it's late, go to sleep!" Dad kissed Mom and turned off the light.

Witnessing this breathtaking act of intercourse, I was completely stunned from beginning to end. I felt hot all over, my face flushed, and the shock and impact on my young mind was immense. Before this, "sex" was just a very vague concept for me, an innocent young girl. Today, I realized how wondrous it was, how it could drive people so wild, so satisfying and pleasurable. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it.

Tonight, I saw my parents, whom I see every day, completely different. In my mind, my father was a very kind and approachable person, both gentle and refined, while my mother always seemed so elegant, beautiful, gentle, and virtuous. But in bed, my parents became so wanton and unrestrained. Was this the magic of sex?

I can't remember how I got back to my room; my mind was a jumbled mess, I felt dizzy and disoriented. A gentle breeze blew by, and I gradually calmed down. Suddenly, I felt a chill and realized my underwear was soaked with sweat. I simply took off all my clothes and stood in front of the mirror in the wardrobe. In the bright moonlight, I stared blankly at my reflection.

Although I was only thirteen years old then, I was quite precocious in terms of physical development and had inherited many of my mother's good features. For example, a beautiful, sexy face, a slender and well-proportioned figure, and delicate, smooth, snow-white skin. My breasts, though not as large as my mother's, were very firm and full. The slightly pink nipples were upturned, exquisitely alluring. A slender waist, full, rounded, and supple buttocks. The most alluring part—my vulva—was already adorned with fine downy hairs, tightly enveloped by two pink labia majora, revealing only a tantalizing slit.

Never before had I examined myself so closely. In the poignant moonlight, my naked body radiated a captivating glow, and I was mesmerized. I was so beautiful, and this filled me with immense pride. I was about to become an adult, which meant that in the not-too-distant future, I too could experience the wonders of sex. This thought, though somewhat embarrassing, filled me with both excitement and nervousness.

Lying back in bed, my anticipation of the bright future kept me too excited to close my eyes. What would my Prince Charming be like? He would surely be tall, handsome, strong, and refined. For some reason, my father's image kept flashing before my eyes.

Lost in thought, I relived the thrilling scene from earlier, and involuntarily, I began to imitate my mother, caressing my breasts. Gradually, a strange, unprecedented feeling spread throughout my body, so I rubbed my breasts harder and gently pinched my tender nipples. The feeling grew stronger, and I couldn't help but moan softly.

My body began to feel hot, my breasts swelled with blood, and my nipples hardened. My vulva became unbearably itchy, so my hand slowly slid down my body, only to find it already wet and hot.

I gently stroked my vulva and slowly probed inside with my fingers, quickly touching a layer of elastic membrane—this must be the hymen, right? I dared not go any further, so I started pinching my already swollen clitoris, which excited me even more. My moans grew louder and louder, the tidal wave of pleasure almost making me dizzy, and my vaginal fluid gushed out, soaking the sheets. I felt like a bird soaring through the air, higher and higher... Finally, I reached my climax.

This was my first time masturbating, and afterwards I felt like I was falling apart, covered in sweat, my body limp and without any strength, only a lingering excitement in my mind. After a night of this, I was exhausted and fell asleep soon after.

When I woke up in the morning, I still felt sore and weak. At breakfast, my mother noticed that I was listless and asked me with concern if I wasn't feeling well. I was afraid that my mother would notice something, so I lied and said I was fine. At school, I was in a daze all day and couldn't remember anything the teacher was saying.

After eating breakfast at home, I locked myself in my room. I forced myself to pick up my homework and read, but I still couldn't concentrate on a single word. I went to bed, but nothing worked.

As night deepened, I seemed to hear that familiar, seductive sound coming from my parents' room again. My heart raced. I covered my ears with the blanket, but it was all in vain; the sound still reached me clearly. A fierce internal struggle raged within me, but finally, reason couldn't overcome temptation. I got out of bed and went to my parents' room…

From then on, I was like a man possessed. Every night, I would spy on my parents making love. Whenever I saw my mother being violated by my father, I felt incredibly excited. A bizarre thought kept popping into my head: how wonderful it would be if I were the one to replace my mother! This thought, though sinful, was irresistible in my extreme excitement. I would go back to my room and fantasize about making love with my father while masturbating.

I couldn't control myself anymore, even though I was filled with unease and self-reproach every time I woke up. I was so conflicted, so confused.

One night, while I was peeping, I was so nervous that I accidentally made a noise at the door. My father heard it, turned around, and we made eye contact. I was terrified, not knowing if my father had seen me. I quickly went back to my room, still shaken. If my father had really seen me, he would think I was a bad girl, and he would be very disappointed and sad. What should I do? I dared not think any further.
That night, I couldn't sleep again.

(2) My father's plea

In the following days, I was in a state of anxiety and dared not peep again. I tried my best to avoid my parents, especially my father. On the surface, my father seemed no different from usual, but I always felt that his eyes were strange when he looked at me. I tried my best to relax, as if nothing had happened, but in fact, it was difficult to do so.

The worst thing finally happened, and that day was one I would never forget.

I remember it was a Sunday afternoon, and I was home alone. Just as I was feeling anxious, my father suddenly came back, which startled me. I was very scared and wanted to go back to my room as soon as possible. Just as I reached the door, my father called me back: "Xuefeng, come here for a moment, I have something to say to you."

My heart leaped into my throat. I forced myself to sit back down on the sofa and asked softly, "Dad, what is it?"

My father was very gentle. He took a report card from his pocket and said, "Xuefeng, your teacher called me in today to ask about you. She said you haven't been paying attention in class lately, and you failed the monthly exam. Xuefeng, don't be afraid, tell me why this happened?"

I was stunned. Of course, there was a reason, but I couldn't tell him no matter what. I lowered my head, remaining silent. The living room was extremely quiet, and the silence was unbearable. Even with my head down, I could still feel my father's sharp gaze.

Finally, Dad broke the silence and said, "Xuefeng, even if you don't say it, I know why your grades have dropped. If I'm not mistaken, these past few nights you've been peeping outside Mom and me in our bedroom, which is why you can't concentrate on your lessons. Xuefeng, am I right?"

This was like a bolt from the blue. Although I had prepared myself mentally, I was still at a loss. I didn't know whether to admit it or not. My heart was pounding, my face was as red as a sheet, and I buried my head even lower.

Dad sat down beside me, put a hand on my shoulder, and gently patted it, kindly comforting me, "Xuefeng, don't be afraid. Tell the truth, Dad won't blame you."

I nodded in shame, my face turning even redder.

Dad held my hand and continued, "That's my good daughter. Look how nervous you are, your hands are all sweaty. Xuefeng, tell Dad again, why did you peep at Mom and me making love?"

Under Dad's gentle words, my tense heart gradually relaxed. Leaning against my father's strong, broad arms, I felt a sense of security and comfort. But his question still made me very embarrassed. Several times the words reached my lips, but I couldn't utter them. Finally, with my father's repeated encouragement, I mustered my courage and, in a very soft voice, stammered, "Dad, I was just curious and thought what you were doing was fun. I promise I'll never peek again, I'll study hard, and I won't make you angry anymore."

"Xuefeng, Dad isn't angry. It's just that I haven't paid enough attention to you. I didn't notice that my Xuefeng is almost a young woman and starting to have feelings. It's normal for you to behave this way; you don't need to feel too guilty."

Listening to my father's patient guidance, the anxiety and fear that had gripped me for days completely subsided. I looked up at my father gratefully, my eyes blurry with tears, and said, "Thank you, Dad. Actually, every time I peek, I feel so regretful, but I still can't help but want to look. I keep thinking I've become a bad girl, that you and Mom won't like me anymore, and I'm so scared."

My father wiped away my tears and smiled, saying, "Don't cry, you'll always be Dad's good daughter. Xuefeng, I have another question for you. When you peek, do you feel that Dad and Mom are very different from how you usually see them? Don't be shy, just say what you think."

I didn't understand why my father would ask this, but I still nodded and answered, "They have indeed changed a lot. I just think you and Mom are too crazy, too...that kind of thing." I couldn't bring myself to say that word.

"And what do you feel?"

Although this question made me very embarrassed, my father's magnetic voice made it impossible for me to refuse.

"...I...I feel very embarrassed, very excited, and also want to..."

"Xuefeng, what else do you want to say? Tell me! Tell me, and Dad can help you!"

My father's words seemed to have a hypnotic effect; my body went limp, as if I were in a dream. I was almost unconsciously murmuring in my sleep, "I... I really want to try... I even... I thought, how wonderful it would be if I were the one replacing Mom!"

The words had barely left my mouth when I snapped back to reality. Oh my god! What had I said?! I immediately regretted it, but it was too late. I was so ashamed I wished the ground would disappear into; even my ears turned bright red. I buried my head in my father's chest, my heart pounding, unable to look him in the eye.

"What did you say! Xuefeng, are you serious? Is that really what you think?"

My father was clearly agitated, but I couldn't answer. He helped me up, staring blankly at me. Under his gaze, I felt increasingly flustered and lost.

I lowered my head and murmured, "Dad, I know it's impossible, it's a terrible thought, but I still can't control myself from thinking about it. Dad, I know I was wrong, I'll never think about it again."

"Don't blame yourself, Xuefeng, Dad understands how you felt then. Dad wants to know now, why is it impossible?"

"Because...you're my father, how can a father and daughter do that kind of thing?"

"You're too naive, Xuefeng, and your views are too outdated. Actually, in today's society, this kind of thing is commonplace. I think the most important thing about love between men and women is mutual affection. Don't be bound by those outdated worldly customs and etiquette; only then can you experience the beauty of sex and avoid lifelong regrets."

I listened silently, feeling that Dad was acting strangely today, quite different from usual. I only vaguely understood his words, but they seemed quite reasonable. But what Dad said next shocked me immensely.

"Xuefeng, if Dad really wanted to make love to you, would you be willing?"

Was Dad really talking to me? I wondered if I had misheard; my own father was proposing to me! My face burned, I felt completely helpless, my mouth was dry, and I could hardly breathe.

What should I do? Reason told me I should refuse my father's request and go back inside immediately. But I couldn't do it, because deep inside, a stronger voice reminded me: Isn't this what I've been hoping for these past few days? Say yes!

Just as I was struggling with this difficult decision, my father pulled me into his arms, gazed into my eyes, and said affectionately, "Xuefeng, I used to think of you as just my precious daughter, an immature little girl. But since that night, I've started paying special attention to you. I've discovered that you've grown up, become a young woman experiencing her first love, so pure, so beautiful. These past few days, you've been on my mind the whole time. Xuefeng, I've realized I've fallen in love with you, I'm going crazy for you! Xuefeng, just say yes, I'll cherish you, love you, and make you happy."

Inhaling my father's strong masculine scent, I felt a wave of dizziness. Faced with my father's eager gaze, I couldn't bear to refuse, especially since this was exactly what I had been longing for! My face flushed red, I nodded slightly, then buried my face in his chest, avoiding his eyes.

My father excitedly cupped my face in his hands, saying nothing, just gazing intently at me. I, too, stared back at him with longing; words were superfluous at that moment. I'd seen this scene too many times in movies; I knew what to do next. I closed my

eyes, slightly pouting my full, rounded lips, ready to receive my first kiss. When my father's warm, moist lips touched mine, I felt a powerful electric current surge through my body, making me tremble. My lips were tightly held by my father's, our saliva and breaths intertwining intimately. My father's tongue pried open my slightly parted teeth, skillfully chasing my pink tongue, finally entwining with it.

Under my father's powerful onslaught, I felt so clumsy, passively accepting his passionate kiss. I felt breathless, as if my father was about to swallow me whole. But I was so excited. The feeling of kissing was so wonderful, so passionate, so intense.

After a long while, Dad finally stopped, but he still didn't speak, just silently watching me. I shyly called out, "...Dad..."

Dad leaned down again, showering my face, hair, ears, and even neck with kisses. I felt like I was melting from Dad's passion. Dad's hands began to caress my body, sliding from my chest to my lower abdomen, then slipping under my skirt, caressing my thighs, and finally stopping at my vulva. I wanted to push Dad's hands away, but my body was weak and powerless, so I could only let Dad do as he pleased. In fact, my body was already reacting; it was getting hot, my breasts were swelling, and my vulva was unbearably wet and itchy, so I desperately hoped that Dad's hands wouldn't stop.

But Dad still stopped, and I felt a slight disappointment. But then Dad started unbuttoning my shirt. My girlish shyness made my face flush red; I felt both ashamed and flustered, and a pang of regret welled up inside me. In a barely audible voice, I murmured, "Dad...no...no...Mom..."

"Xuefeng, it's alright, Mom won't be back until tonight,"

Dad said, continuing to unbutton my shirt. My hands tried to stop him, but they were so weak. I could only nestle weakly in Dad's arms, letting him do as he pleased.

I watched as Dad took off my shirt, and soon I was only wearing a pink bra. When Dad's hand reached for my bra, even though my heart screamed "No!", I knew it was futile. Dad continued unhesitatingly unhooking it. One, two... In an instant, my soft, firm breasts burst forth like rabbits, two glistening cherry-red nipples shining on my soft, snow-white skin.

I was utterly ashamed, not knowing what to do, my mind completely blank. My rapid breathing caused my breasts to tremble uncontrollably. This was the first time my breasts had been exposed to a man, and this man was none other than my own father!

My father seemed stunned, then exclaimed in surprise, "...I can't believe it, Xuefeng, they're so beautiful! Your breasts are truly beautiful!"

Seeing my father's eyes fixed on my chest, I felt incredibly embarrassed and ashamed. I hurriedly covered my breasts with my hands, but my father easily moved them away. He said, "Don't be so shy, Xuefeng. Let Dad take a good look at your breasts."

As he looked, he began to caress my burning breasts, occasionally pinching and playing with my nipples. I was extremely nervous, but I felt incredibly comfortable. A wonderful sensation intensely stimulated my entire body, making me even more excited than when I masturbated.

My father was also very excited, his movements becoming more and more vigorous, from gentle caresses to kneading. Under his kneading, my breasts twisted into various alluring shapes, and my nipples became engorged, hardening, and itching. The sensation kept stimulating my nerves; it was so beautiful. I wanted to scream out loud, but out of shyness, I tried my best to control myself. But when Dad lowered his head and suckled on my right nipple, the feeling seemed to reach its peak. I was going crazy, and finally let out a soft, satisfied moan.

Dad continued to fondle my breasts, one in his mouth and one in his hand, constantly biting, pinching, and licking them. After a while, Dad began to move downwards, passionately kissing my lower abdomen, navel, and even my armpits. This wave of attack had just ended, and before I could react, Dad took off my skirt, and my fair, slender lower body was immediately exposed to Dad's eyes, with my thin, small, pure white panties becoming the last line of defense. I was extremely ashamed and instinctively squeezed my legs together, making a symbolic resistance.

Dad gently stroked my fair thighs, smiling as he said, "Xuefeng, be a good boy, don't be shy. Come on, let Daddy see your little tender pussy. You've seen plenty of Daddy's body!"

My face flushed red again, and I reluctantly parted my legs. Dad was delighted, cupping my thighs and kissing and caressing them, pressing his cheek against my thighs and rubbing them incessantly. I felt a ticklish, tingling sensation, which felt very comfortable, and I couldn't help but moan softly.

Suddenly, I felt a jolt throughout my body, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that Dad was kissing the inside of my thighs and gently stroking my vulva through my underwear. I was extremely embarrassed and twisted my body, trying to avoid him. I pleaded in a low voice, "Dad, don't... don't touch there, I..."

"It's okay, Xuefeng, Dad is just looking. Your little pussy is so cute, look, it's starting to get wet, it's so alluring, Dad will take good care of it."

My attempts to avoid him only aroused Dad's desire. He didn't seem to be in a hurry to take off my underwear, but instead lowered his head and kissed my vulva through my underwear, licking the seeping fluid with relish. But I couldn't resist any longer. My virgin pussy, teased by my father, was overflowing with lustful fluids. I was burning with shame, drenched in sweat, but my disobedient body left me helpless. I could only close my eyes tightly, my face flushed with embarrassment, and submit to my father's ministrations. When

my father felt it was enough, he removed my panties, which were already soaked with sweat, lustful fluids, and his own saliva. My snow-white body was now completely exposed to my father. I was so ashamed that I wanted to disappear. I covered my vulva with my hands in embarrassment.

My father smiled and placed his hand on mine, gently pressing it. Then he took my hand and kissed it passionately, sucking the lustful fluid from my fingers. My hand was then removed by my father, revealing my tender, moist vulva.

Soon I felt my father suck on my tender pussy with his mouth, holding my clitoris, and then skillfully separating my labia majora and minora with his warm, wet tongue, licking the inner walls of my vagina like a fleshy brush. I began to feel my previously unbearably itchy vagina become full and comfortable.

An increasingly strong pleasure traveled through my father's tongue to my vagina, then from my vagina to my brain, and then throughout my entire body. I felt so beautiful, an indescribable comfort. I forgot my shyness and couldn't help but rub my breasts with my hands, my moans growing louder. My vaginal fluids flowed continuously, all of which my father swallowed.

Suddenly, I felt an emptiness in my vagina. I opened my eyes and saw that my father had stood up, smiling at me, and was taking off his clothes. My father's movements were quick; before I could react, he was already naked.

Although I had peeked at my father's naked body many times before, it was always in dim light and from a distance. Now, in bright light, at such close range, seeing my father's naked, strong, and well-proportioned body so clearly, I felt extremely shy and nervous. Especially the large, dark red penis dangling between my father's legs, a symbol of male masculinity, made me feel particularly embarrassed, and even more flustered and oppressed, my breathing became rapid.

At this moment, my father's penis was already erect, thick and long, constantly pointing upwards, as if greeting me. The huge purple glans had begun to ooze a viscous, transparent liquid, reflecting a dazzling luster in the sunlight.

I had given up resisting, no longer covering my private parts with my hands, lying motionless on the sofa, my shyness allowing my father's fiery gaze to caress every inch of my skin. Through the influence of what I had seen and heard these past few days, I knew what awaited me next. I was very excited, but also a little nervous, my eyes tightly closed, my whole body trembling, anticipating that sacred and exciting moment.

(III) The Taste of Forbidden Fruit

My father came over, gently picked up my naked body, and carried me into my room. I nestled tightly in my father's arms like a kitten, so nervous that I could hear my own heart pounding.

Dad carried me to the bed, letting my naked bottom sit on his lap. He showered me with kisses and caresses, then grabbed my little hand and made me grasp his large penis. I felt his penis was so hard, so hot, so thick, almost too big to hold, and it throbbed in my hand. I was incredibly embarrassed and tried to let go, but Dad held on tightly.

My face flushed red, and I pleaded softly, "No, Dad...no, your...that...it's so hot."

"Xuefeng, we have no secrets from each other anymore, so don't be shy. Let Dad teach you. This is Daddy's penis, also called a phallus, or a meat stick. It's what you girls love most, and it loves you girls the most too. Good girl, Daddy's penis is so uncomfortable now, so rub it for Daddy!"

I had no choice but to blush and clumsily stroke Daddy's penis. To my surprise, his penis grew harder and larger in my hand. I was a little scared and asked shyly in a low voice, "Dad, your...your...it seems to be getting bigger...it's scary!" Because of my embarrassment, I couldn't bring myself to say the word "penis."

"Xuefeng, I didn't understand. Which one are you talking about?" Dad teased me deliberately.

"Dad, you're so naughty! That's this one!" I was even more embarrassed, both ashamed and anxious, and unconsciously squeezed Dad's penis harder.

"But Dad really doesn't understand which one you're talking about." Dad insisted that I say the two words.

"It's...it's your penis!" Na?ve and childish, I was no match for Dad's charm, and in my desperation, I fell for his trick.

When I finally understood, I buried my face in my father's arms, too ashamed to look at his smug smile. I punched his chest repeatedly with my little fists, angrily saying, "You're so mean, Dad! You're always bullying me!"

My father laughed, helped me up, took my hand, kissed me, and asked, "Okay, stop it. Xuefeng, tell me, what do you think of Daddy's penis? Do you like it?"

At this point, I had begun to let go of my girlish shyness. Under my father's persistent questioning, I shyly replied, "Dad, your... penis is so thick, so big, and... so hot, it's scary."

"Good daughter, you don't know its benefits yet. Once you do, you'll love it to death. It's so big because it loves you so much. Look, it's saluting you! Wanting to crawl into your charming little hole."

"No, Dad, I don't want to, I'm so scared."

"Why don't you want to? Don't you want to? You know, your mother feels so bad if she doesn't let me penetrate her for a day."

"I want to too. But, Dad, your penis is so big, so hard, I'm afraid... you'll damage my lower body." I blushed and stammered out my worries.

"Xuefeng, it's okay. You're a big girl now, your vagina is well-developed. Besides, girls' vaginas are elastic, even a big penis can fit in." My father patiently comforted me.

"Is it true? You're not lying to me, Dad. Will it hurt a lot to penetrate?" I was still somewhat skeptical.

My father stroked my breasts, smiling as he assured me, "Daddy didn't lie to you. A girl's first time is always a little painful, but if you grit your teeth and bear it, it will all be sweet afterward."

He then had me lie on the bed, spread my legs, and grasped his large penis, gently pressing the head against my vagina. I felt a jolt and immediately tensed up. My feelings were very complicated; I both longed for that moment to come and was still a little afraid.

My father noticed my unease and pulled me into his arms, gently caressing me and comforting me, "Xiao Xuefeng, don't be nervous. Daddy will be very gentle and will make you very happy."

He gently rubbed my vulva with his penis, which felt very comfortable, and my tense heart began to relax. My vagina, teased by my father, produced a lot of vaginal fluid. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my vagina. Opening my eyes, I saw that my father had already inserted the head of his penis into my vagina.

The intense pain almost made me faint. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I cried out, "It hurts so much! Daddy, you're lying to me! Please, Daddy, don't put it in anymore, it hurts so much down there!"

Daddy quickly hugged me, kissed away my tears, and said tenderly, "Good daughter, don't cry, it's all Daddy's fault. Daddy won't move now. Xuefeng, you must relax, that way it won't hurt so much. If you want pleasure, you have to grit your teeth and get through this. Just hold on a little longer, it'll be over soon."

Daddy comforted me while rubbing my breasts to distract me. But Daddy's glans was still inside my vagina, just no longer moving. After a while, as I had gotten used to it, I felt the pain wasn't so bad anymore. Seeing that I was calmer, Daddy inserted his penis a little more.

And so it went, in and out, until soon a small part of Daddy's penis was inside my vagina. I felt Daddy's penis touching my hymen, still eagerly pushing against it.

I heard my father say, "Xuefeng, Daddy's having such a hard time right now. Better a short, sharp pain than a long, drawn-out one.

Just bear with it, let Daddy put it all the way in!" I thought he was right, so I blushed, nodded, closed my eyes, bit my lip, and waited quietly. Daddy took a breath, and with a forceful thrust, inserted his entire large penis into my vagina. Even though I was mentally prepared, the pain still made me break out in a cold sweat, tears welling in my eyes. I clenched my teeth, trying not to cry out. I felt like my body was on fire, my vagina felt like it was being torn apart, the pain unbearable. Was this the sex I'd been waiting for?

Daddy held me in his arms, kissing me incessantly, lovingly caressing my body. After a while, he slowly pulled his penis out, a thin trickle of blood flowing from my vagina. Daddy's penis was also covered in my virgin blood, appearing particularly vibrant in the sunlight. Looking at the blood-stained white sheets, I knew I was no longer a virgin. My mind was in turmoil, a mixture of joy and sadness.

Just as I was lost in thought, my father slowly inserted his penis all the way into my vagina again, and I felt another wave of pain. This time, he quickly withdrew, then immediately thrust back in. He continued thrusting in and out, his excitement growing, his movements becoming faster.

I gripped the sheets tightly, enduring his repeated thrusts. Gradually, the pain in my vagina subsided, replaced by waves of tingling pleasure. Every time my father withdrew his penis, I felt a strange, intense discomfort in my vagina, and I longed for him to thrust back in. His penis, like a large brush, rubbed against the walls of my vagina, making me feel full and comfortable. Tides of pleasure constantly stimulated my nerves; I was almost dizzy. The feeling was truly unforgettable.

Wave after wave of orgasms made me feel like I was flying. I moaned with satisfaction, squeezing my breasts hard, my cheeks flushed red, gazing lovingly at my father. My father was already sweating, but he continued tirelessly thrusting into my tender cunt, his strength increasing and the intervals shortening, each thrust reaching my cervix.

I don't know how long he thrust, but then he plunged in again, forcefully pressing against my cervix, his body trembling violently. I felt a burning sensation in my uterus; my father had ejaculated into my cunt. A

minute later, my father withdrew his penis, and a little milky white semen flowed from my cunt. My father's penis didn't immediately soften; it continued to tremble, a few drops of thick semen remaining on the glans.

My father bent down and picked me up, still immersed in the afterglow of my orgasm, tidying my disheveled hair as he asked with a smile, "Xuefeng, Daddy didn't lie to you, did he? Did it feel great?"

I pressed my burning face against my father's chest and nodded shyly. My father gently rubbed my slightly swollen vulva and asked with concern, "Does your little pussy still hurt?"

"A little, but much better than when it first went in." "

Xuefeng, girls are like this when they first lose their virginity. It'll get better after a few more times. Daddy isn't satisfied yet, let's play again!"

"Daddy, you're so naughty, I don't want to."

"Good Xuefeng, stop teasing Daddy. Look, my little brother wants it again. Come on, my good daughter, let's try a more fun position."

Under my father's teasing, my little pussy started to get wet again. I followed my father's instructions, wrapped my arms around his neck, and sat on his lap facing him. My father held my soft, white buttocks, grasped his penis with one hand, and pushed it against my little pussy. With a little force, he inserted his large penis all the way into my wet, hot pussy.

My father didn't rush into anything. While he was rubbing my round buttocks, he buried his head and greedily sucked on my breasts.

My father was simultaneously attacking several of my sensitive areas, which felt incredibly stimulating and pleasurable. I hugged him even tighter, moaning softly with satisfaction.

My father looked up and asked, "Xuefeng, your beautiful pussy is so tight, it feels so good gripping my cock. Tell me, how do you feel? Don't be shy, just say what's on your mind, that's what makes sex more fun!"

I shyly leaned on my father's shoulder and whispered, "I feel so full and beautiful in my pussy. Daddy, I wish it could stay like this forever."

My father happily helped me up, kissed me, and said, "My little darling, if you're willing, Daddy can play with you every day. Come on, sit up straight, let Daddy fuck your tender little pussy."

After saying that, my father held my buttocks and began thrusting into my pussy up and down, each time hitting my cervix. The movements went from slow to fast, and I tried my best to meet my father's rhythm. My breasts swayed violently with the rise and fall of my body, which was quite a sight. Before long, I was sweating profusely. But this time the feeling was even stronger than before. Each time, his penis went all the way in, making my uterus feel numb and tingling, as if it were melting.

I was intoxicated by the immense pleasure, initially moaning softly, but soon I couldn't help but cry out: "...Ah...ah...good daddy...big cock...it feels so good...my pussy...ah...don't stop...harder...ah...my pussy...is melting..."

My father, infected by my excitement, no longer held back, and fucked me even more frantically. After probably a few hundred more thrusts, my father suddenly pushed me down onto the bed, making my legs bend high, then pressed down on my thighs, thrusting down like a mountain crashing down. A few minutes later, my father ejaculated inside my pussy again.

My father collapsed beside me, exhausted, panting heavily. I also felt completely drained, without any strength, but my mind was still very excited. The room was quiet, and only our heavy breathing could be heard.

After a while, Dad hugged me, wiping my sweat as he smiled and said, "Xuefeng, you looked so lewd just now! Dad loved it."

"Bad Dad, it's all because of you! And you're making fun of me! I'm not talking to you anymore!" I pretended to be angry and turned away.

Dad reached his hand from behind me and played with my breasts, apologizing, "Alright, my good daughter, don't be angry. Dad apologizes."

Dad made me turn around, put his hand on my shoulder, and suddenly said seriously, "Xuefeng, you made Dad very happy today. I'd be willing to die right now. Xuefeng, do you regret sleeping with Dad?"

I looked into Dad's eyes, shook my head vigorously, and said, "I don't regret it!"

We kissed passionately again, for a long, long time. I nestled happily in Dad's arms, wishing time could stop so that Dad and I could stay like this forever.

After a long while, Dad gently said to me, "Xuefeng, Mom will be back soon. We need to tidy up the house."

Dad's words brought me back to reality. I reluctantly left Dad's embrace, got dressed, and then Dad and I cleaned the room again, changing the bloodstained sheet.

A little while later, Mom came back. She talked to Dad and me for a while, then went to the kitchen to cook. Looking at Mom, who was completely unaware of what was happening, I suddenly felt very guilty. Dad was the man she loved most, and I had such an immoral relationship with him. If Mom found out, she would be very sad. But I couldn't resist Dad's temptation anymore, and I was extremely conflicted.

(IV) The Joy of Secret Encounters

Since that day, my relationship with Dad has deepened. Our relationship is no longer just that of a father and daughter; it has also developed into a romantic one. In my eyes, Dad is now not only a good father, but also a man who can bring me happiness. Whenever I think about all this, I feel excited and thrilled.

But Mom spends most of her day at home, and there are almost no opportunities for Dad and me to be alone together. When the whole family is together, Dad is still the same kind father he always was, as if nothing had happened.

Almost a week has passed like this, and I still haven't found an opportunity to be close to Dad. I am extremely distressed. I even wonder if Dad has forgotten what he said to me, or if everything that happened that Sunday was just a dream?

My longing for my father grew deeper and deeper. Although he was so close, I couldn't express it to him, and this agonizing separation tormented me constantly. Every night, I lay alone in bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time. I would masturbate, imagining my father's image, his passionate kisses, his caresses, and his hard, thick penis thrusting into my tender vagina. I would rub my breasts vigorously like my father, pinch my nipples hard, insert my fingers deep into my vagina, and whisper "Daddy, Daddy," sometimes even shedding tears.

At this time, I deeply understood the feeling of each day dragging on endlessly. I lost interest in everything, and I felt somewhat desperate. But finally, one night, just as I was tossing and turning in bed, the door to my room was gently pushed open, and the figure I had been longing for appeared in the doorway.

It was my father! I was so happy that I could hardly believe my eyes and almost cried out. I quickly jumped out of bed and rushed into my father's arms like a little bird, who was only wearing his underwear.

We hugged tightly, without saying a word, just kissing passionately. My father's almost rough kisses nearly suffocated me, but I was excited, trembling all over, wondering if I was dreaming. After a long while, we separated, and I asked anxiously, "Mom, she..."

"She's fast asleep, it's alright. Xuefeng, I've missed you terribly."

"Dad, I missed you so much too. I thought you..."

"Do you want Dad to fuck your little pussy?"

"Dad, you're so naughty!"

"Don't be shy, let's start, Dad can't wait."

Dad picked me up and carried me to the bed, cupping my breasts and kissing them passionately. The hard stubble prickled my tender breasts, hurting, but I found it very stimulating. I closed my eyes, stroking Dad's strong back, enjoying his unrestrained assault; my pussy quickly became wet.

My panties were pulled down, and I felt Dad's tongue skillfully licking my swollen clitoris, my juices flowing continuously into Dad's mouth. Dad drank with relish, as if drinking nectar.

Dad easily inserted two fingers into my already overflowing vagina and began thrusting them in and out. I couldn't help but rub my breasts, moaning softly with satisfaction.

After a while, Dad withdrew his hands, his fingers, covered in my vaginal fluid, gleaming faintly in the moonlight. Dad put one finger in his mouth and licked it with ecstasy. Then he held out the other finger to me, gesturing for me to take it in. I obediently opened my mouth and took the finger, covered in my vaginal fluid, into my mouth. I felt a tacky, metallic taste in my mouth. Dad's finger moved slowly in and out of my mouth, as if he were using my mouth as a vagina. I was incredibly excited and sucked on Dad's finger hard.

Dad, seeing that the foreplay was almost over, stood up, took off his underwear, and his pent-up penis sprang out like a wild horse. Dad got back on the bed, spread my legs, pressed the head of his penis against the entrance of my vagina, and eagerly thrust it in. I immediately felt a surge of fullness and complete comfort, and couldn't help but cry out.

Dad quickly covered my mouth and pointed outside. I was startled and nodded apologetically. Dad smiled and began thrusting in and out with great force. I also pushed my buttocks upwards as hard as I could, allowing Dad's large penis to penetrate deeper and bring me greater pleasure. Each time, Dad's penis was fully inserted, his scrotum slapping against my buttocks with a "smack, smack."

Intense pleasure kept assaulting my brain, and I really wanted to shout, "Dad, I love you! I love your big cock! It's so thick, so hot, and it feels so good inside my pussy!" But the remaining lucidity made me try my best to hold back and not let myself cry out. I could only look at Dad gratefully, enjoying the waves of pleasure he brought me.

Perhaps because he had just had a great battle with Mom, after a round of vigorous thrusting, Dad was a little tired. The speed gradually slowed down. My father made me sit up, wrapped his arms around my slender waist, and slowly thrust his penis in while kissing me, sucking on my tender tongue for a while before burying his face in my deep cleavage, kissing my breasts with the thirst of a baby. I also hugged my father's waist tightly, twisting my round hips back and forth to meet his large penis.

My mother was fast asleep in the room just a few steps away, while I was making love with my father—it was all so unbelievable! I was a little scared, afraid that my mother would suddenly appear at the door. But I craved my father's large penis even more, hoping that he would thrust in for as long as possible. This scene was so exciting for me.

In the quiet moonlight, the whole world seemed to be asleep, with only the moon shyly peeking at us, the father and daughter, who were indulging in the immense excitement and pleasure brought by our incestuous love.

Our coordination became more and more skilled, more and more tacit, almost reaching a state of perfect harmony. Neither of us spoke, but we communicated our feelings with our burning eyes. Our eyes were fixed on each other, oblivious to everything around us, even Mom sleeping next door.

Dad's strength seemed to have returned, and he began to thrust vigorously again. I was completely captivated by Dad's ministrations; this intense pleasure was driving me almost mad. Watching Dad's large penis effortlessly slide in and out of my lubricated vagina, the massive glans relentlessly pounding against my tender clitoris with each thrust, a tingling, numbing sensation, each impact bringing me unparalleled shock and wonder. My eyes were blurred with lust as I gazed at Dad's muscular figure, feeling as if I had become a part of his body, inseparable from him.

I also frantically shook my body, rubbing my already swollen breasts, sweating profusely, almost crying out several times from excitement. Dad noticed, and casually grabbed his underwear and stuffed it into my mouth. The slightly pungent smell of urine in the underwear didn't bother me; on the contrary, the underwear, carrying Dad's scent, made me even more aroused. I licked Dad's underwear, moaning softly.

My father's movements quickened, and I was almost overwhelmed by a massive orgasm. Suddenly, I felt his burning glans press hard against my cervix, his large penis convulsing violently, streams of hot semen shooting onto my clitoris. I moaned softly, experiencing the intense heat with boundless ecstasy, my heart pounding and breaking.

After a while, my father slowly withdrew his penis, leaned down and kissed me, whispering, "It's getting late, Daddy has to go back."

I reluctantly held onto his hand and asked, "Will you come again tomorrow night?"

"Not necessarily, but I'll try my best. My dear daughter, don't rush, there will be plenty of opportunities later!"

I watched my father leave my room, leaving me alone again, feeling a pang of emptiness. But I was still excited; my father hadn't forgotten me. I eagerly awaited tomorrow night, wondering, "Will Daddy come?" Lost in thought, I drifted off to sleep.

I've never felt a day so long; I spent the entire day in anxiety.

Finally, class was over, school was over. I rushed home; I can't even remember what the food tasted like. Back in my room, I picked up my homework, but my mind went blank. I kept looking at the clock, feeling the hands were moving too slowly, as if frozen. Finally, the hands pointed to ten o'clock, and Mom and Dad went to bed. My heart started racing with excitement. I took off my clothes and lay on the bed, waiting anxiously.

An hour passed, and Dad didn't come. Another half hour passed, and still no sign of him. I tossed and turned anxiously in bed. It was already midnight, and the door was still coldly closed. "Is Dad not coming?" I was starting to feel disappointed.

Just then, I suddenly heard faint footsteps outside the door. I sat up with joy. Then the door opened, and Dad appeared in the doorway. I almost cried out. We embraced, kissed, and caressed each other like intimate lovers, then made love wildly… and made love again.

From then on, Dad came to my room almost every night to play with me. I began to love the night, because it was the happiest time of my day. Every time night fell, my desire would begin to stir, my blood would boil, and my vagina would become unbearably itchy, yearning only for Dad's big penis to penetrate me deeply. Of

course, it wasn't only at night that I had the chance. I remember one Sunday, our whole family went bowling, and when we got home, we were all exhausted and sweaty. Mom went to the bathroom to shower first, and before I could react, Dad's hand had already reached up from behind and was playing with my breasts. As soon as I turned around, Dad's mouth was covered by my lips. I understood Dad's intention, and I felt both nervous and excited.

Dad's hand skillfully slipped inside my red t-shirt, unhooked my bra, rubbed my increasingly swollen breasts, and then pinched my two slightly hard nipples. With each thrust of my father, my whole body trembled, and I couldn't help but let out a soft moan. I could clearly feel his penis swelling and hardening, the glans pressing tightly against my buttocks, throbbing incessantly, and my vagina quickly became wet. My

t-shirt was removed, and my entire upper body was exposed naked in front of my father. My father made me sit on the sofa and quickly took off his own clothes, revealing his penis, already erect as a long snake. Then my father came over and put his arm around my slender waist, lowering his head to suck on my left nipple, making a slurping sound. At the same time, he casually pulled off my skirt and my already soaking wet panties, then held the panties to his face, smelling them with pleasure, and even sticking out his tongue to lick the remaining semen on the panties.

I also pressed my body tightly against my father's chest, licking his nipples, rubbing my full breasts back and forth against his firm chest, while holding his large penis in my hand, stroking it incessantly. While enjoying my ministrations, Dad gently patted my beautiful round buttocks, occasionally parting my buttocks and lightly rubbing my anus with his fingers. This only excited me more, and I writhed even more.

We had forgotten that Mom was taking a shower in the bathroom, completely immersed in the thrill of our clandestine pleasure. Dad made me sit up, with my back to him. Then, supporting my buttocks, he pressed his penis against my vagina, gesturing for me to sit down. With a "plop," his large penis slid entirely into my vagina.

Dad gently rocked my buttocks, letting the hard glans scrape against the inner walls of my vagina. I felt so good, and my vaginal fluids flowed uncontrollably, wetting Dad's thighs. Dad's large hands then grasped my firm breasts, playing with them with a rhythmic, gentle caress. I felt Dad press his face against my smooth, white back, rubbing against it, licking it with his warm, wet tongue, his saliva covering my back.

Dad then began to hold my slender waist, moving up and down. The hard, foot-long penis moved rapidly up and down inside my tight vagina, the large glans pressing against my tender uterus with a painful yet numbing sensation. The immense pleasure was overwhelming; my body trembled violently. I tried to suppress my cries, but finally, I couldn't help but moan softly.

My swollen breasts swayed with my body, becoming increasingly uncomfortable without my father's touch. My pink nipples grew larger and harder, intensely itchy and tingling. I stuck out my tongue, grasping and kneading my breasts forcefully, coordinating with my father's hip thrusts to allow the large penis to penetrate deeper into my vagina.

The movements became faster and more intense; my buttocks were repeatedly lifted high and then quickly dropped. My father's penis now felt like a red-hot iron rod, relentlessly performing piston-like movements inside my wet vagina, each thrust bringing forth a gush of vaginal fluid. My vagina felt like it had been burned, numbly welcoming the thrusts of his penis.

I had already orgasmed several times in a short while, but Dad showed no signs of exhaustion. Suddenly, he slowed down and whispered in my ear, "Good daughter, look there."

I looked up and blushed deeply. There was a large mirror on the opposite wall, reflecting our every move. I could clearly see his huge penis fully inserted into my vagina, my labia majora and minora turned outwards, revealing my bright red, swollen clitoris, my entire vulva wet. Dad was holding my round buttocks, while I was wantonly kneading my breasts. What a lewd scene!

Dad started thrusting rapidly again, grabbing one of my hands and pressing it against my clitoris. This double stimulation made me even more dizzy. I could clearly see in the mirror the thick, hard penis pounding against my vagina, its entire shaft glistening with my own fluids. Watching this enormous penis move so easily in and out of my delicate vagina, I couldn't believe my eyes—it was truly amazing!

A few times, Dad used too much force, causing his penis to slip out. I would immediately and obediently straighten it, squat down, and it would immediately slide back inside me. At these times, Dad would affectionately pat my buttocks or pinch my nipples as a reward. Almost

half an hour had passed, and although Mom might come out of the bathroom at any moment, we still didn't want to stop. Tidal waves of pleasure pushed Dad and me from one peak to another; our thoughts ceased to exist, we were just mechanically moving. Nothing could separate us at this moment, not even Mom standing in front of us.

Ten more minutes passed, and Dad finally couldn't hold back any longer. He held me tightly, groaning as he ejaculated thick streams of semen into my uterus.

We quickly calmed down and got up. I dressed as quickly as possible and hastily tidied the sofa. Dad sat down to read, and I had just entered my room when I heard Mom come out of the bathroom. What a close call! I felt a wave of fear wash over me.

From then on, Dad and I made love passionately whenever we had the chance, almost getting caught by Mom a few times, but we continued without stopping.

One time, after a night of fun, still wanting more, I grabbed my dad's hand and begged him to play a little longer. He affectionately pinched my nose and said, "Little glutton, it's getting late, go to sleep. Daddy has to go home; it'll be bad if Mommy wakes up and finds me gone. Okay, be good, Daddy will feed you properly tomorrow."

I still wouldn't let him go, pulling his hand to fondle my breasts, pleading, "Good Daddy, please, one more time!"

Daddy thought for a moment, then said, "My dear daughter, Daddy really wants to spend more time with you, but we really can't play anymore. How about this, Xuefeng, after school and lunch tomorrow, come to Daddy's company, and we'll play some more, okay?"

I happily nodded, kissed Daddy, and then let him go back inside.

The next day, I finally made it to lunchtime, ate a quick lunch, and rode my bike to Daddy's company. My father's company is a trading company located in an office building in the city center. It's a small company with only about a dozen employees. I arrived at the company, panting, greeted the receptionist, and hurriedly went into my father's office, locking the door behind me.

My father was sitting behind his large desk looking at documents. When he saw me come in, he beckoned me to come to his side and asked, "Xuefeng, why aren't you resting at school at noon? What are you doing at my company?"

I was completely confused by my father's question. Had he forgotten? I asked suspiciously, "Dad...didn't you tell me to come to your company at noon last night to play...?"

Dad's face remained calm as he pressed on, "I don't remember. What are you going to play at my company?"

I was completely confused by Dad's words. My face flushed red, and I stammered, "Play...play..."

At this moment, Dad suddenly laughed. Before I could react, he pulled me into his arms and said, "Little darling, are you going to play fucking with Dad?"

I then realized that Dad was joking with me. I felt both ashamed and angry, and I punched Dad hard, saying angrily, "Dad, you're so mean! You're always bullying me!"

Dad laughed, took my fist, kissed me, and said, "Okay, good daughter, don't be angry. Dad was just teasing you! Let's hurry up and start!"

After saying that, Dad kissed me while unbuttoning his school uniform, and soon his undershirt was exposed. Dad buried his face in the warm undershirt, deeply inhaling my body fragrance. I think Dad could feel my chest heaving violently. Then Dad's hand lifted my thermal underwear, slowly moving upwards along my smooth abdomen.

When his slightly cool hand pressed against my hot, trembling breasts, I couldn't help but let out a satisfied moan. Dad was taken aback; I hadn't worn a bra to save time. But Dad immediately understood my intention, pinching my nipple hard and looking up with a smile, "Little slut, you learn so quickly."

I playfully smiled back at Dad, "Didn't you say you wanted to hurry?"

Dad pulled my thermal underwear down to my shoulders, revealing my full breasts. Dad lowered his head, kissing and caressing them frantically, licking around my deep red areolas with his tongue, finally taking my nipple into his mouth and shaking his head. I felt very comfortable and naturally moaned softly.

After playing with my breasts for a while, Dad told me to stand up and lean over the desk, which I obediently did. Dad squatted down, took off my short skirt, and my round buttocks, encased in thin underwear, were displayed before Dad's face. I felt my father's hand pressing down on my buttocks, squeezing and kneading them forcefully. His face was pressed close, his warm, moist breath tickling my bottom, a pleasant sensation.

My father seemed aroused, grabbing my underwear and pulling it up, tugging back and forth. The underwear was completely trapped between my buttocks, rubbing against my vulva. I instantly felt a tingling sensation in my vagina, and my vaginal fluid flowed uncontrollably.

My father's tongue greedily licked my buttocks, wetting them completely, saliva dripping down my white, tender skin. Then, my underwear was removed, leaving my wet, bare bottom exposed in the air-conditioned room, sending a chill down my spine.

Suddenly, "Smack!" My father's hand slapped my buttocks crisply, making me shudder, my full buttocks trembling. I turned around and said coquettishly, "Daddy, what did I do wrong? You have to spank me."

"You don't think about studying properly, all you think about is fucking, of course you have to spank me." Daddy's big hands slapped my buttocks, one on each side, not too hard, not too soft, it sounded very pleasant.

I twisted my buttocks, accompanied by soft moans, welcoming Daddy's punishment. Soon Daddy shifted his target, he spread my buttocks and began to lick my small anus, occasionally poking it lightly with his fingers.

I was a little scared, and turned around and pleaded, "Daddy... don't... don't... touch there, okay? I'm scared..."

Daddy softened a little and abandoned the attack on my anus, immediately turning to my vagina. Daddy's hand went between my legs, and with a gentle poke, two fingers were fully inserted into my already wet vagina. Daddy's fingers kept probing deeper into my vagina, and kept rotating. The intense stimulation kept transmitting to my brain through his fingers, I couldn't take it anymore, and I eagerly hoped that Daddy's big penis would quickly enter my body.

My finger was abruptly pulled out, and I felt a sudden emptiness. Turning around, I saw my father stand up, sucking on his finger, which was covered in semen. Then he unbuckled his belt, pulled his pants down to his ankles, and came up behind me with his enormous penis. My father slapped my buttocks with his penis, and I eagerly arched my back, waiting for his penetration.

My father parted my legs, thrust his hips, and his thick penis slid smoothly into my long-awaited vagina, pumping faster and faster with each thrust.

This was the first time my father had penetrated me from behind, and I quickly felt the wonder of this method of sex. Each thrust hit my tender uterus hard, incredibly stimulating.

A wave of pleasure quickly brought me to my first orgasm. I gripped the edge of the table tightly, twisting my body uncontrollably. If it weren't for the people outside hearing, I would have screamed out loud.

My father seemed even more excited, pressing down on my buttocks and thrusting wildly. Several times his penis slipped out accidentally, and my father quickly shoved it back in, almost penetrating my anus. I impulsively thought, "If Dad wants to penetrate my anus, then let him!" But Dad still hesitated, continuing to attack my vagina relentlessly.

I've lost count of how many orgasms I've had; I only feel my juices flowing like a burst dam, gushing out and running down my thighs, soaking my stockings.

Suddenly, Dad pulled out his penis, made me turn around and sit on the edge of the table, then grasped it and inserted it into my vagina again. I naturally hugged Dad's neck, and he wrapped his arms around my round buttocks, smiling at each other as he moved his penis in and out of my vagina.

After that intense struggle, both Dad and I were a little tired. The pace slowed down; the tacit understanding we'd developed over the past few days told me this was just the calm before the storm, and soon Dad would launch another, even more ferocious attack. Sweat beaded on Dad's forehead, and I tenderly wiped it away. Dad gently kissed my hair, and the two of us were deeply immersed in the warm bliss of family life.

My father's strength returned, and his hard penis began to frequently invade my vagina again. I hugged his neck tightly, pressing my hot breasts against his chest, feeling the endless pleasure from the friction between his thick penis and my narrow vagina.

My father launched his final assault, his huge penis thrusting wildly into my vagina like a heavy cannon, my delicate body feeling as if it were being pierced through. Finally, I felt a burning sensation inside me as my father ejaculated his long-suppressed semen into my vagina.

His penis slowly stopped trembling inside me, and my father and I continued to hug and kiss tightly, wishing this wonderful moment could last a little longer.

Finally, my father gently pulled away from me and said, "Alright, Xuefeng, you should go to class."

I looked at my watch—oh no, there were only twenty minutes left before class! I quickly got dressed and ran out. My father repeatedly told me not to rush and to be careful on the way. I agreed and hurriedly ran out of my father's company.

Despite rushing, I was still late, and the teacher scolded me. But I didn't regret it at all. My face was beaming with smiles all afternoon, though I couldn't share my joy with my classmates. My

secret tryst with my dad continued, bringing me indescribable sweetness and joy. Although it was very dangerous, it gave us both immense excitement and thrill. We would never give up, just like the title of a song—unwavering in our devotion.

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