From female student to lewd woman

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From Female Student to Lewd Woman

My name is Xiaoyu, and I'm the eldest daughter with a younger brother.

Because my mother passed away early, I've been taking care of the family since I was very young.

This day, I had just turned fifteen, already in my third year of junior high school. My classmates who had developed earlier had already completed puberty. That night, after settling my brother to sleep, I went to sleep too.

While sleeping, I felt someone touching me. I woke up and saw my father on top of me, his hands caressing my breasts. My breasts weren't huge, but they were quite full. My father was kneading my breasts while softly calling my mother's name. I knew he mistook me for my mother.

Actually, many people say that I'm almost a carbon copy of my mother, so I think my father's actions are a sign of his love for her! I continued to let my father knead my breasts, biting my lip tightly to prevent myself from moaning from the waves of pleasure washing over me. My father grew bolder, gradually exploring my lower body and pulling down my pajama bottoms. He quickly removed my underwear as well, bringing his face close to my genitals. I could feel his breath on my skin, making me incredibly aroused.

By this time, I couldn't hold back any longer and sat up. When my father saw I was awake, his face flushed red, and he stammered, unable to speak. I said, "Dad! I know you love Mom deeply! It's okay, I'll do whatever you want!" Then I lay back down, spreading my legs apart. Now I knew my vulva was completely exposed to my father. A strange feeling washed over me; my vagina underwent an indescribable change—a pleasant itch, a little wet. Seeing my position, he seemed greatly encouraged. He gently touched my vulva with his fingers, and I shuddered as if electrocuted. Seeing my reaction, my father immediately lay down beside me, gently caressing my breasts with one hand while pulling me into a kiss with the other. When my

father's tongue entered my mouth, my mind went completely blank, as if a bomb had been detonated.

But the strange sensation in my mouth pulled me back to reality—a strange feeling that excited me greatly! Gradually, my father's hands began to move down my body, probing my vulva with his fingers. This time, the position was more comfortable. Partly because

I was immersed in my father's passionate kiss, and partly because I was more used to the feeling of being touched by him.

After my father saw that I was more accepting, he got up, spread my legs, and rubbed his penis against my vaginal opening. I knew what was about to happen, so I closed my eyes! Sure enough, a sharp pain came from my lower body. The first time he penetrated me, I felt almost no pleasure until my father ejaculated his hot semen deep inside me. He lay satisfied in my arms, and I knew that this was intercourse.

Since then, my father often secretly came to make love to me after my younger brother went to sleep. Gradually, I was also able to enjoy pleasure from sex, and I naturally enjoyed it.

I remember one time, my younger brother went camping, and my father and I made love at home for more than five hours. We both truly enjoyed the satisfaction of sex! I remember that day was a Saturday. After I got home from school, because the last two classes were physical education, I was sticky all over. I went to the bathroom to shower.

After I finished showering, I came to the living room and found that my father had already returned.

I took the clean clothes from the bathroom to the back to wash and hung up the clothes that had already been washed.

As I raised my hands to adjust my clothes, I noticed my father peering at my breasts through the gaps in my shirt and under my armpits. I realized that my vest barely covered my breasts, and after my father's caresses, they had become quite full, earning me the nickname "Big Boobs" in my class.

I kept my hands raised, striking a very alluring pose so that my father could easily see what he wanted to see. My father came over, grabbed my breasts, and began to knead them. I immediately felt a surge of heat rising from my lower body. At that moment, my father gestured for me to go inside.

After I followed him into his bedroom, my father asked me to lie face down on the windowsill. My back was to him. Since I was wearing nylon shorts, his hands slipped inside the waistband and gently rubbed my buttocks. I couldn't resist his caresses, and my rounded buttocks swayed with the rhythm of his touch. My father, also stimulated by my movements, gently pulled down my shorts and began to assault my vagina. He had already noticed that my vagina was already overflowing with moisture. He

whispered gently in my ear, "Baby, your vagina is so wet. Are you waiting for my big cock to fuck you?" "Mmm… Dad, you're teasing me."

Just as I closed my eyes to enjoy his caresses, he suddenly ripped off my underwear. I rarely wore underwear at home, but to cater to the man's desire for a concubine rather than a wife, and a stolen affair rather than a wife, I wore it, adding a touch of mystery to my vagina to entice my father. My lower body was now completely naked before him.

My father continued to caress me, his tongue gently parting my lips and teeth. I slowly opened my mouth to meet his tongue, and our tongue battle drove us both into a frenzy. His hands would sometimes caress my breasts, sometimes my genitals, and my waist would sway from side to side with his movements. At this point, my clothes were no longer necessary. My father gently removed the last piece of clothing I was wearing, a vest that couldn't cover my large breasts. My breasts bounced out rhythmically with the movement of the water. My father's tongue then moved to lick my most sensitive pink nipples. After a few minutes, my father did something he had never done to me before. He gently guided me to lie on the bed in the bedroom, spread my legs, and slightly parted my labia. He found my clitoris and licked it. I unconsciously began to moan. At that moment, my whole body felt like it was being touched... The electric shock, like ants crawling all over my body, shot straight to my head. Perhaps because I had just showered, the odor from my vagina had already been washed away. I had even deliberately used jasmine-scented lotion to moisturize my private parts, giving my vagina a faint fragrance. My father seemed to lick more vigorously and diligently when he smelled this fragrance, which was also a treat for me. My body had now transformed from the electric shock to a feeling of comfort. My father's slippery tongue was now playing a great role, moving from bottom to top, sometimes to my labia, sometimes to my clitoris, and sometimes even penetrating my vagina. I felt so comfortable that I was almost ascending to heaven, constantly feeling the lustful fluids flowing out of my vagina. My father's mouth also took it all in. Oh... oh... oh... Dad, fuck me harder. Some of the actions were things my father used to ask me to do when we made love, but now my body language was just subconscious, instinctive movements.

Mmm...mmm...mmm...ah...ah...oh...oh...My moans grew louder and louder. At this moment, my father gently inserted his fingers into my honey hole to explore. The thick calluses on his fingers rubbed against the tender flesh inside my hole, bringing me intense pleasure. My waist swayed faster and faster. I gripped the headboard tightly with both hands. Finally...ah...ah...ah...under my father's caresses, I reached my first orgasm. After

letting me rest for a while, my father unzipped his pants, took out his dark, thick penis, and held it in front of me. I naturally grabbed it and put it in my mouth, gently licking it with my tongue. My hands also naturally began to play with my father's testicles.

I felt my father's penis gradually grow larger in my mouth. I changed to holding his penis with one hand and playing with his testicles with the other, focusing all my attacks on the glans and the fleshy groove. My tongue skills, under my father's tutelage, were already very proficient, and I knew my father's erogenous zones very well.

I kept making "uh...uh...uh..." sounds from my nose so that my father would know that I was very willing to give him oral sex.

About five minutes later, I felt my father tremble all over, and his moans grew louder and louder, "Mmm...mmm...mmm..." Suddenly, a large amount of liquid rushed into my mouth. I tried to swallow it, but some still dripped from the corners of my mouth. I deliberately didn't wipe it away, knowing that this would make my father even more excited. After my father ejaculated, he made me lie face down on the bed. Then he took out two pills and swallowed them, and took out a bottle of liquid to apply to his penis. In less than two minutes, his penis was back to normal. My father climbed onto the bed and forcefully inserted his penis into my vagina. I cried out in joy from the bottom of my heart.

Ah~~~..Ah.Ah.Ah.Ah.Ah.Ah~~~..

My father's penis thrust in intensely, quickly bringing me to orgasm twice, but my father was still not satisfied. He turned me over, made me lie on the bed, and stood up, lifting my lower body, inserting his penis into my vagina from above. In this position, I could see my father's huge penis penetrating my vagina.

The penis kept pushing against the walls of my vagina, thrusting in and out repeatedly. The stimulation from my eyes and the real senses of my lower body repeatedly stimulated my central nervous system. I actively rubbed my breasts with both hands, and gradually began to moan... Oh... Oh... Oh... Dad, fuck me harder, oh... Oh... Oh... Ah... Ah... Ah, so good... so good... Dad, how come you're so vigorous today?

You're fucking my honey hole so good... Ah... Ah... Dad, are you enjoying it today?

How come you haven't come yet? Are you still okay?

I'm afraid your body can't take it, ah... Ah... Ah... Don't worry, there's a power pill today, it'll let you enjoy it to your heart's content.

Under the stimulation of the drug, Dad vigorously fucked me for about forty or fifty minutes, but finally, he collapsed due to exhaustion. However, Dad still didn't ejaculate, so I had to continue to serve him orally. In the end, of course, he ejaculated into my mouth again.

Because of my status as the eldest daughter, I chose a high school closer to home for the joint high school entrance exam, just so I could take care of my family. During my three years of high school, my father and I made love whenever we had the chance. Once, my father suggested that the three of us go on a trip to Kenting. My playful younger brother and I naturally agreed. The trip was scheduled for this week because of the three-day weekend. On Thursday night, my brother went to bed early in a good mood. For the past few years, my father had come to my room to make love to me when my brother was asleep. Today, before nine o'clock, I went to my father's room on my own. When my father saw me come in, he said, "You have to get up early tomorrow, why aren't you sleeping?" I thought to myself that I was used to my father coming to make love to me when my brother was asleep, but today he came to me on his own before he even saw me. Maybe my expectations were not met, maybe I had gotten used to it, or maybe I had a question I wanted to ask my father. I said, "Dad!" Why did you suddenly want to take my brother and me on a trip? My father hugged me tightly from behind and said, "These past few years, you've played the role of both wife and mother, which has really been hard on you. To thank you for taking care of me and this family, I have to make time to take you out for a trip, no matter how busy I am. Oh, and you've come at the right time. I bought swimsuits and swim trunks for you and your brother. Try them on." Without thinking, I took off the pajamas I had just changed out of after showering. Since I was going to sleep soon, I hadn't put on any underwear after showering. As soon as I took them off, my father stared at me intently, which made me blush a little. I took the black bikini swimsuit from my father and put it on. My father leaned over and exclaimed how sexy it was. It fit me perfectly, as if it were tailor-made. However, the bikini's lines couldn't cover my growing pubic hair, which my sharp-eyed father noticed as well.

Then my father took out a brand new razor from the cabinet, gently helped me lie down on his bed, slowly took off my bikini, applied some shaving cream, and patiently trimmed my pubic hair. My entire vulva was now exposed to my father's eyes. My vagina naturally reacted, releasing some vaginal fluid, which was incredibly itchy and uncomfortable. My father, of course, knew this. After about ten minutes, he finished trimming and wiped me with a damp towel. I looked down and saw that he had almost shaved me completely; my vulva was almost gone, leaving only a small tuft of hair on my clitoris. My father said that this was something you only see in pornographic films, and it was quite sexy. I couldn't quite handle it. After a quick shower in the bathroom of my father's bedroom, I came out. My father was practically drooling at the sight of me. I was about to grab my pajamas and put them on, but instead, like a husband, he gently embraced me from behind, grabbing my large breasts and kneading them. I knew I was about to have another passionate sexual encounter with my father. I couldn't resist his gentle advances; my body went limp against him, letting him do as he pleased. After a while, he turned me around and pressed his lips to mine, his tongue slowly parting my teeth. Under my father's guidance, these movements had become so natural. My father's hands were busy too, as were mine. We caressed each other, as if afraid of wasting the moment. I naturally caressed his large penis through his underwear. After years of my father's training, my movements had changed from clumsy to skillful. A moment later, I squatted down and pulled down his underwear. His large, magnificent penis, which I loved so much, sprang out. Perhaps because I had never been penetrated by another man's penis, I thought my father's penis was black and long, especially the shiny black glans, which was my most beloved treasure. I suddenly realized... My father's pubic hair had also been trimmed, just like mine, into a small tuft below his abdomen and above his penis, looking neat and tidy. I finally understood why it had to be trimmed like this; it wasn't like the overgrown weeds it used to be. Now it's more exciting to lick. Mmm...mmm...mmm...Dad, I love how your hair is trimmed like this. Mmm...mmm...mmm...While sucking and licking my father's penis, I used a hazy and ambiguous look to seduce him, letting him see the lewd expression on his face as his penis was swallowed and spit out of my mouth. Under my care, my father's health improved, and he lasted longer, no longer needing any stimulants.

I sucked and licked my father's penis for about ten minutes, and it was still rock hard. My mouth was getting sore, and I slowed down the frequency of my sucking. Of course, my father understood. He squatted down and gently helped me up to lie flat on the bed. He spread my legs and brought his whole face close to my vulva, gently prying it open and sucking and licking. My father licked especially hard that night, for the same reason I licked her penis: the pubic hair was neatly trimmed, making it look more exciting, and he sucked and licked without restraint. My father also licked with relish, making me wet. Then my father and I tried a new position. He turned 180 degrees, into a 69 position. My father licked my vulva, and I licked my father's penis. The air was filled with our moans. "Mmm...mmm...mmm...Dad, you're licking me so well, oh...oh...my dear dad, oh...oh...my dear brother, oh...oh...my good husband, hurry...hurry...hurry and fuck me, mmm...mmm...my good daughter..." "Son, oh...oh...my good wife, you're licking me so well." About five minutes later, Father finally thrust his incredibly hard penis into my honey hole. Father and I kept changing positions, and I don't know how many times we did it. Father started moaning and his breathing became rapid. I also...oh...oh...my good husband, you're fucking me so well, faster...faster...faster fuck me, cum...faster...faster cum into me, I want you to cum in my mouth. Finally, with a long moan, "Oh..."

Father quickly pulled out his big penis and put it in my mouth. I had already opened my mouth to receive the semen that Father's big penis shot out. After a few thrusts, Father shot all his semen into my mouth. Before I could swallow it, he came over and kissed me. We both ate the semen together. We got back into the 69 position and cleaned each other's vaginal fluid and semen with our mouths. After that, we fell asleep naked in each other's arms.

The next morning, fearing my younger brother would find out, we got up before he did, packed all the family's luggage, and then woke him up before setting off for Kenting. The

whole family chatted and laughed happily along the way, enjoying the coastal scenery. I suddenly felt incredibly fortunate; I had everything that others at my age didn't. But this kind of sexual relationship was something we couldn't be seen in public. Although it was considered immoral by societal standards, when lust arose, my father and I didn't care. As long as it wasn't exposed and no one knew, that was enough.

When we arrived at Nanwan, the three of us changed into our swimsuits. Walking on the beach, I felt like all eyes were on me—my fair skin, my D-cup bust, my sexy bikini, the way I moved with my steps. Even my father was full of praise, his proud eyes seeming to tell everyone, "I am his woman." Around six o'clock, the beach thinned out considerably. The three of us strolled along the sand as dusk fell. After a quick rinse, we left Nanwan and headed to Kenting Main Street for a seafood feast.

After dinner, we checked into the hotel and rested for a bit. We booked two double rooms; my brother and father shared one, and I had the other. My father was probably tired from driving all day, as he immediately fell asleep on the bed. My brother insisted on going to the night market, so to be considerate of my father's hard work, I took him. Along the way, I sensed something was off with my brother, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. I was worried he knew something, but I didn't press him, so I just waited and saw. We shopped for over an hour, buying some braised dishes and six bottles of beer to take back to my father. When we got back to the hotel, the sound of the door opening probably woke him up. My father immediately woke up and said, "You're back."

I thought to myself, "You were too tired from driving, so I didn't wake you. We just went out for a stroll."

I placed the braised dishes and beer on the table and invited my father and younger brother to eat. Since my brother was under eighteen and couldn't drink, he only ate some of the braised dishes before taking a shower and lying in bed watching TV. He eventually fell asleep. I had just turned eighteen, but I can't hold my liquor, so I only had one bottle. I chatted with my father, reminiscing about when my mother was still alive. Seeing my father's eyes redden, I also started to cry. At that moment, I stood up and hugged my father from behind. Our emotions suddenly froze in the air; silence spoke volumes. We just hugged like that for a while, and then I came to my senses and said that we had drunk almost all of our drinks. Okay, we tidied up a bit and I said, "Dad, I'm going to take a shower. You should go too. Get some rest after you're done." Then I went out, opened the door to the next room, and was about to close it when my father followed me in. He closed the door, hugged me, and I hugged him back. We kissed and caressed each other for a while before realizing we hadn't showered yet. We both laughed, seemingly impatient. We both knew tonight was each other's time to play. We continued our passionate kissing and caressing, undressing each other and leading each other into the bathroom for our first bath together.

We washed each other's bodies, from applying shower gel and rinsing off, kissing, caressing, oral sex, to sex—every step was a display of our most authentic selves. But I didn't want our relationship to be exposed, so it was almost midnight when we finished. My father lay on the bed with me for a while, and I reminded him to get some rest before he tiptoed back to his room to sleep.

The next morning, after washing up and having breakfast, we continued our itinerary for the second day. By the third day, all three of us had a great time and felt a little reluctant to leave. My father promised that whenever we had free time, the whole family would remember to travel together. Only then did my younger brother reluctantly return home.

A year later, my brother was admitted to a high school far from home, and I entered my senior year of high school. Naturally, my brother had to move out. Before the start of the semester, my father and I went to the vicinity of the school to find him a suitable dormitory. We took him to his dormitory, helped him settle in, and gave him some of the same old advice about following the rules while away from home before we returned home.

On the way back, my father and I went to a department store. My father said, "You're in your final year of high school now, so you're more mature. I want to buy you some things." We immediately went to the imported women's underwear section. My father and I picked out three sets: black, white, and pink. They were lace, thin, and slightly transparent without padding. Wearing them made my nipples very noticeable. Indeed, my D-cup doesn't need padding, and they look incredibly alluring. They looked really seductive on me. Even the sales assistant praised my breast shape. However, the sales assistant also looked at my father and me with strange eyes. Actually, it wasn't strange. My father is under forty. He married young and had me when he was twenty-one. Because my mother passed away early, he did look older during that time. But recently, thanks to my sexual stimulation and care, he looks energetic and vibrant, probably around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. We also look like a couple, so I didn't care at all. After paying, my father and I went to the food court for dinner and went straight home.

Back home, I was still a little disoriented that someone was gone. It seemed so much quieter. Before, when my younger brother was around, my father would always wait until my brother was asleep before tiptoeing into my room to make love to me. Now, that was a different story. My father told me to move into his room. I asked him to take a shower first, and then I slowly moved my things in. Girls always have some clothes and skincare products. By the time I finished moving, my father had also showered and was lying on the bed watching TV, wearing a black pair of briefs. To match my father's black briefs, I showered and changed into the black lace briefs he had just bought me. Wearing a silk bra and panties, I walked straight out of the bathroom. My sharp-eyed father noticed my attire and his eyes lit up. I sat in front of my mother's dressing table, deliberately striking poses as I applied lotion. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my father's large, erect penis, hidden in his panties, already throbbing and ready to be stimulated. Seeing that he couldn't contain himself any longer, I decided to stop teasing him. I went to the bed, pulled off his panties, poured some lotion, and began to stroke and massage his penis. My father groaned in pleasure, "Mmm...mmm...mmm..." but his hands weren't idle either; his eyes... He told me to turn 180 degrees, then take off the panties he bought me and start sucking and licking my pussy. I also sucked and licked his big cock. My father's tongue skills were truly top-notch and very agile; every time he licked, I was dripping with lustful fluid. Then I took the initiative, turned back to my original position, and stroked his big cock a few more times. Then I aligned my vaginal opening with his big cock, and his entire cock went into my vagina. This time it was my turn to fuck my father. My father said comfortably, "Mmm...mmm...mmm...baby, fuck me faster, you're fucking me so good." My slender waist twisted rhythmically, and my father cooperated with me. His large penis thrust upwards, and after several different positions, finally, in the missionary position, my father filled my vagina with his thick semen. Because I was cooperating with his lovemaking, and because I was always taking birth control pills, I was able to let his semen ejaculate inside me at will. A little while later, I got up to clean myself in the bathroom and came out to change into another set of peach-colored lace lingerie, which was a completely different kind of allure. My father saw it and... However, this lingerie was very transparent and showed my nipples, so I couldn't wear it to school, and my father wouldn't allow me to wear it to school either.

A year later, I successfully passed the entrance exam for a national university in the north, which was not far from home so I didn't have to live away from home and could take care of my father nearby, while continuing our sexual relationship. In this way, I lived with my father for about five years, a life that was both wife and daughter.

Actually, during the time I was having sex with my father, I also had sex with my younger brother a few times. It started like this… One day, my father asked me to deliver something to my brother in Taichung. When I arrived at his dorm, I saw his door wasn't locked. Opening the door, I found him masturbating with an adult book, and on the table was a pair of women's underwear.

I was shocked to realize it was the pink lace underwear my father had bought for me!

No wonder I couldn't find it.

When I was about to scold him, he said something that shocked me greatly: "Sister, I know about you and Father." For a moment, I pretended not to understand and asked, "What are you talking about?" He said, "One day, I probably drank too much water and got up to go to the bathroom around 11 pm. I heard male voices coming from your room. Out of curiosity, I noticed your door wasn't closed properly, so I pushed it open and saw you and Dad through the crack…"

From that moment, I became interested in girls. I didn't understand, and I didn't have a girlfriend. Without anyone to guide me on proper gender roles, I stole your lace underwear out of curiosity.

I said, "Little brother, there are some things I might not understand even if I tell you. It happened like this: because Mom passed away early, and Dad loved her very much, and I look a lot like Mom when she was young, one day while I was sleeping, Dad came into my room and mistook me for Mom. In a state of half-understanding, I thought I could take Mom's place and lessen Dad's longing for her. I thought Dad loved Mom very much, so I was willing to take Mom's place." After I finished speaking, my brother, with tears in his eyes, said, "Sister, you're so great! I'm so proud of you."

When I finished speaking, my brother saw me and immediately lowered his head. I squatted down, looking up at him so he could see my face, and said, "Little brother, you're very interested in girls, aren't you?! It's okay, today I can teach you this lesson and get what you want!" At that moment, I wasn't sure if I had misheard.

My younger brother looked up, and I stood up too. I asked him to help me take off my clothes. He did so with trembling hands, but when he had removed my outer garments, he excitedly and steadily began to knead my breasts. When I asked him to take off my bra, he awkwardly did so as well, then clumsily kneaded my breasts. So I grabbed his hands and guided him on how to caress a woman's breasts. At that moment, I saw a strong lust in his eyes, and I knew that he, like our father, had an extremely strong sexual desire. I gestured for him to take off my underwear. And I told him not to rush, that I would guide him slowly. At this point, in order to let my younger brother understand what "oral sex" was, I squatted down, unbuckled his belt, and pulled down the zipper. His pants fell to the ground with a swish, and I pulled down his underwear as well. My younger brother's penis sprang out, and as expected of a young man, his penis was bigger than my father's. I naturally started to stroke him up and down while sucking and licking his penis. In less than three minutes, my younger brother's breathing became rapid, and his body convulsed as he ejaculated all of his first semen into my mouth. I swallowed every last drop of the semen. I felt so good. I never knew women could be so amazing.

My younger brother seemed unsatisfied and wanted me to lie on the bed and let him caress me. I also stroked his penis, and soon it became erect again. I opened my legs and guided his penis in smoothly. After the first ejaculation, the second time was indeed longer. Because my brother's penis was a bit bigger than my father's, it felt so good to me. Mmm...mmm...mmm...brother, you're making me feel so good. Mmm...mmm...mmm...after about thirty minutes, I'm going to cum. Oh...oh...brother, hurry...hurry...cum all in. After a "ah..." my brother's second ejaculation finally entered my honey hole. Good sister, can I make love with you often in the future? Good brother, as long as you need it, we won't let Dad know. I can be with you anytime. You can do it as many times as you want. Thank you, sister. I will work harder to make you feel even better in the future.

I said, "Brother, could you give me back that peach-colored lace panty? I can't give it to you, but if you like it, I can give you another one." After my pleading, he finally gave me back the panty. Because we were so focused on making love, I forgot to call our father. Because I misjudged the time, I missed my train, so I had to share a room with my brother. I'll go back first thing tomorrow morning. I took my phone outside to call our father; there were still some things I didn't want my brother to know. During the call, we inevitably got a little intimate.

The next morning, before my brother got up, I left a note on his desk: "

Brother,

yesterday you tasted a woman's touch for the first time, but I hope you won't masturbate anymore; it's bad for your health. You should focus more on your studies and not have such wild thoughts. If you need anything, I'm willing to give it to you. Keep today's events a secret."

—Sister

Then I went to the station to catch my train home.

Since moving into my father's room, we've had sex almost every day. Whenever we have time, I try every way to seduce him so we can have passionate sex. After each time, we're both exhausted, naked, and fall asleep in each other's arms until dawn.

I maintained this lifestyle with my father throughout my first and second years of university. Some people say that sex is like a drug addiction; once you're hooked, it's hard to quit.

In my junior year of college, I met a senior in my department. His refined appearance and eloquent conversation deeply attracted me, and we quickly fell in love. However, I was also having an affair with my father at the same time. So, I found some time to tell him about it. My father said sadly, "What's meant to happen will happen. I have no reason to object to my daughter having a boyfriend." I could see my father's helplessness, and of course, I was also very reluctant. But if this illicit sexual relationship continued, it would be unfair to the other party and I couldn't explain it to them. So, I asked my father if I could move out for a while, and he agreed. Soon, I had sex with the senior for the first time. But even though I was a seasoned veteran, I couldn't understand his sexual techniques and style. Moreover, I was very dissatisfied with the size of his penis and always compared it to my father and brother. Do women really use the size of their penis as a criterion for choosing a partner? Besides, all the senior students were excellent, so every time I had sex with one of them, I would try my best to guide and tease him. If I didn't perform well, I would try to forget his shortcomings in that area. But in his eyes, this behavior was just like that of a prostitute. Am I really that promiscuous? No, I just love this and want to find someone who can resonate with me sexually. Is it really impossible for me to find a man like my father or brother who can satisfy me sexually? So this relationship only lasted three months. One day, I didn't have

classes at school. I said I wanted to go home to visit, but actually I wanted to see my father and see if I could find some solace. As the saying goes, home is always a safe haven. I hadn't been home for a long time. When I got home, I saw that it was still early and my father hadn't come home yet, so I took the opportunity to tidy up his room and the surroundings. After tidying up, I went to the kitchen to see what ingredients were available and prepared dinner for my father to eat when he came home.

A moment later, I heard my father return. Full of anticipation, I went outside to greet him, hoping to surprise him. Instead, I was met with utter disappointment and dejection. I saw my father bring a woman home, and their intimate behavior told me what had happened. My father didn't show any surprise when he saw me; I only saw astonishment on his face. I tried to remain calm and said, "Dad, I've prepared dinner. You can go eat now." My father said, "Let's eat together." "No, I have things to do at school. I have to go back first." I grabbed my bag and left, my heart filled with mixed emotions. On the way back to my dorm, I finally couldn't hold back my tears and cried my heart out.

The next day, I received a call from my father saying he wanted to come see me. I didn't have classes after noon, so we arranged to meet at a restaurant near the school at 12:30. During the meal, my father told me the whole story. He had wanted to tell me for a long time, but hadn't found the opportunity until yesterday when I realized I hadn't told him. I said, "Of course, I'm happy for Dad that he's found love again. Our relationship wasn't accepted by society, so…"

Of course, I also told my father that I had broken up with my senior. My father encouraged me to bravely pursue what I wanted. During the meal, I cried again. My father comforted me, and I made a request to him in a weak voice, hoping that he could love me one more time. My father agreed.

I asked my father to wait for me for thirty minutes so I could go back and dress up beautifully to welcome my father's love one last time.

My father drove to a motel. As soon as we entered the room, I couldn't wait to hug my father and press my lips to his. At first, it wasn't easy, but my father persisted and finally couldn't resist my gentle offensive. We started kissing passionately and caressing each other. At this time, I took the initiative to squat down and took out my father's penis and sucked it passionately. I could only hear my father's comfortable moans. After a while, my father helped me up and stripped himself naked. Then he started to take off my clothes. When my father took off all but my underwear, his eyes lit up again. It was a set of sexy, ultra-thin white lace. It looked very familiar. I said, "This is one of the outfits you gave me. I've never worn it before. Today is the one I'm wearing for you, and it's the last time." After hearing my words, my father, somewhat reluctantly, carried me to the bed in a bridal carry and we started making love in a 69 position. From the moment we entered the motel, we made love passionately until we were exhausted. I had multiple orgasms, and my father ejaculated three times. The last time, he ejaculated inside me. Exhausted, we fell asleep naked in each other's arms until the next morning when we hugged each other goodbye and exchanged blessings. We both left reluctantly.

Three months later, my father officially married her, so I rarely went back to disturb my father's newlywed life. My younger brother, on the other hand, actively dated girls his own age or much younger than him, and over time, I stopped contacting him often.

At this time, Professor Chen from my department began to pursue me. I often asked him questions, which gave us many opportunities to be alone together. Because he was quite outgoing and had just divorced, I accepted his advances.

It was a hot afternoon when I arrived at the research lab. Professor Chen was only wearing shorts and a t-shirt, and his arms were quite thick and strong.

Having just come from the dormitory, I deliberately wore only a short skirt and a white shirt. Of course, I also brought a bag containing some documents and other supplies.

After entering his research room, I locked the door.

I took out some documents, leaned over him, and began discussing things face-to-face. Because of my journey, I believe my sweat had made my shirt even more transparent, and I was wearing a sexy white lace lingerie my father had bought me underneath. Professor Chen should have been able to clearly see the glimpse of my white lingerie. I deliberately squeezed my breasts with my arms, and I noticed that Professor Chen had noticed my chest. At this point, I deliberately tilted my upper body slightly back,

allowing him to see my abdomen more clearly through the neckline, which was equivalent to my upper body being almost completely exposed to him.

I paused for a moment, then deliberately moved to Professor Chen's side, sitting on the armrest of his leather chair. I intentionally raised one leg, allowing him a glimpse of my underwear. I also deliberately squeezed his arm with my large breasts. At this point, Professor Chen seemed unable to contain himself any longer. He reached out and pulled me close, whispering in my ear, "You look very sexy today, and you smell so good." Then he kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes, enjoying my first kiss with Professor Chen. He then caressed my breasts and gently unbuttoned my shirt, pulling it off. I shyly cooperated with his actions, and soon I was left only in my sexy lace lingerie. Because this was my first time with the professor, I resisted the urge to take off his clothes. Finally, the professor removed his own clothes, freeing himself and me. Professor Chen picked me up and laid me on the table. He spread my legs and began licking my vulva through my underwear.

Because I'm wearing a transparent silk panty today, my pubic hair is clearly visible underneath. My father trimmed it into a small tuft several years ago, and I've maintained it that way ever since. I trim it myself whenever it grows long. During sex, I like my man to lick my vulva, so I keep my genitals clean and tidy so my man won't feel dirty when he licks me. Sometimes I also spray a little aphrodisiac perfume so my man can lick me freely without any worries, and I can enjoy it to the fullest. Professor Chen likes it very much, saying it's very sexy. Once, he even took me to his place and asked me to trim it like mine.

When he spread my thighs, the silk panty was already tightly embedded in my vulva, so he could easily lick my labia and clitoris.

I couldn't resist the professor's teasing any longer, and my hands naturally and passionately began to knead my breasts. When the professor saw me like this, he lewdly licked my vulva. I don't know how long Professor Chen licked me. After he helped me up, he took off his underwear and asked me to give him oral sex. I was amazed and secretly delighted, thinking that the professor's penis was even bigger than my father's and brother's. I must taste it properly later. Of course, I had to be reserved and pretend that I didn't know how. His penis was already erect and waiting for me to suck it. I slowly dealt with it in the same way I used to do with my father! Professor Chen lit a cigarette and enjoyed my service. Looking up at him, the scene was truly captivating. I thought to myself, "So the professor is a master of sex too. Isn't this what I've been looking for?"

I grabbed his penis with one hand and stroked it up and down, while caressing his testicles with the other, along with licking and sucking. After what seemed like an eternity, Professor Chen let out a long, lewd moan and poured a large amount of semen into my mouth. I let some of it trickle down my chin without wiping it away. I thought to myself, "If it were with my father, I would have swallowed it without hesitation. But this is my first time with the professor, and that seems too much..."

Seeing this, the professor immediately brought his lips to mine and we shared a deep kiss, swallowing the semen together.

Then he made me lie face down on the table. He continued to lick my vulva and even took out a brush to brush my clitoris. Oh! My legs couldn't withstand such teasing and began to tremble involuntarily.

And then I began to moan softly, as if weeping, which seemed to deeply stimulate Professor Chen's senses. His penis became erect again, and he quickly got up and inserted it into my vagina. With Professor Chen's rapid and violent thrusting, I witnessed the pleasure of a penis even larger than my father's penetrating my honey hole. My moans filled the entire research room. Mmm...mmm...mmm... The professor and I kept changing positions, and I don't know how long we did it. My body trembled incessantly, as if something was about to happen. In less than a minute, a large amount of fluid shot out from my honey hole, and then I was dizzy for two minutes. I knew from watching porn that this kind of situation was called squirting. Oh my god! I could squirt! I always thought porn was fake, but I never thought it would really happen, and it actually happened to me, and my opponent was Professor Chen. When I woke up, I found the professor and I lying on the sofa. He gently stroked my body. After he saw that I was awake, he said: I didn't ejaculate just now, can I...

Because I've already had a squirt, and my body hasn't recovered yet, I can only agree to serve you with my mouth. Are you willing? After kissing him, I pushed the professor down on the table and grabbed his big penis, starting to lick it with relish. Seeing me licking it with such relish, he immediately let out a moan of pleasure, "Mmm...mmm...mmm...Xiaoyu, you're licking me so well, you're so good at sucking!" Before long, the professor surrendered, and just like the first time, he took the initiative to kiss me again. We ate each other's semen together again. The professor was also inexplicably moved and hugged me affectionately. My vagina was still twitching from the squirt, and my love juice was flowing out. I was in a state of indescribable excitement. I couldn't control the tears of passion flowing down my face and couldn't help but sob. I had finally found what I wanted.

Two years later, I graduated smoothly, and I told my father about it. I received his blessing. In those two years, my studies, love, and sex life were all fulfilling. Whenever I had time, I would travel and make love with my professor. With his companionship and care, I became more mature and charming. Six months after graduation, I received a surprise from my professor: he proposed to me. I gladly accepted. After telling my father, we got married two months later. After marriage, in addition to taking care of my husband's meals and sex life, I also became my professor husband's teaching assistant at the university. We often had sex in the research lab. I am very satisfied with my life now, and I am also very satisfied with my husband's sexual ability and his big penis. I am also grateful to my father for his guidance in sex, which made me understand sex better than anyone else my age and win the professor's affection. Dad, I will always love you and will always keep our secret in my heart.

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