"I Became the Matchmaker Between My Father and Wife" - (125) Kitchen Love

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I continued watching the monitor, though I was eager to know what Xiaoying had written in her diary, I managed to restrain myself. Dinner ended amidst the laughter and chatter of my father and Xiaoying. During the meal, Xiaoying initiated the conversation, making small talk with my father, who seemed flattered. My father and I both sensed Xiaoying's strange behavior that evening.
After dinner, Xiaoying insisted on clearing the table, and her father, unable to persuade her otherwise, finally let her do it herself. After clearing the table, Xiaoying started washing the dishes in the kitchen, while her father went to get a broom. Because the kitchen was small and the broom was placed at the back, he had to sidestep Xiaoying as he went to get it. As he passed her, Xiaoying, with her buttocks raised as she washed the dishes, inadvertently brushed against her buttocks with his hips. I could tell it was unintentional, but it made both of them flinch simultaneously, as if their bodies, each carrying positive and negative ions, generated a static current that coursed through their bodies upon contact.
Since their encounter, their physical contact seemed particularly sensitive. The moment the father's groin brushed against Xiaoying's buttocks, Xiaoying nearly dropped the bowl in the sink, but thankfully caught it at the last second. A flicker of embarrassment crossed the father's face; his old face flushed, and he quickly picked up the broom. As he passed Xiaoying again, they deliberately pulled their bodies away from each other, this time avoiding contact.
The father started sweeping the living room floor. Xiaoying's face was still slightly pink from the physical contact they had just had. She was washing the dishes with her head down, lost in thought, her face occasionally flushing, and she would sometimes steal glances at her father as he swept. After the father finished sweeping, he prepared to put the broom back in its place. Their bodies met again, but they pulled away from each other, this time avoiding contact.
But as her father put the broom in the kitchen and prepared to return to the living room, he crouched down to pass by Xiaoying. Just before this, a resolute glint flashed across Xiaoying's face, as if she had made up her mind. In the instant her father crouched down to pass her, this time Xiaoying's buttocks didn't retract; instead, they suddenly thrust backward, slamming hard against her father's groin.
"Ouch..." Perhaps it was too sudden, the father, who was suddenly pressed against Xiaoying's hip, let out a cry of surprise. He hadn't expected Xiaoying to suddenly "attack" his groin. After pressing her snowy buttocks against her father's groin, Xiaoying's face turned slightly red, and she just stood there motionless, pressing against his groin. Perhaps because he didn't understand the situation, the father could only stand there motionless, not knowing what Xiaoying was up to.
After pressing her buttocks against her father's groin for a while, Xiaoying began to wiggle her hips, rubbing them against his groin as if caressing him with her soft, white flesh. After a moment of confusion, her father seemed to understand something, a look of realization dawning on his face. A flicker of excitement crossed his face, and as Xiaoying's buttocks rubbed against him, a bulge slowly formed in his groin. That bulge began to grow larger; I knew that his "weapon" was loading ammunition, preparing for "battle."
As Xiaoying washed the dishes, she continued to rub her hips against her father. Their breathing quickened, their faces flushed, and desire began to burn between them, slowly enveloping them. In the depths of their passion, the father understood everything; if he didn't, he wouldn't be a normal man. His hands slowly climbed up Xiaoying's slender waist, his wrinkled hands stroking her alluring curves. Their bodies moved, as if Xiaoying were dancing against her father's chest.
Slowly, the father's hands rose, reaching under Xiaoying's armpits and gently cupping her breasts. He kneaded them through her nightgown, causing them to change shape under his touch. Gradually, I noticed his groin area becoming damp. I couldn't tell if it was from his penis soaking his pants or from Xiaoying's vaginal fluid soaking her skirt.
Their sexual desire gradually intensified, growing stronger with each passing moment. Xiaoying washed the dishes more and more slowly, seemingly reluctant to end things so soon due to the unusual stimulation in the kitchen. They hadn't been intimate for two days, and their desire had been building up. Finally, the father couldn't resist any longer. He gently lifted Xiaoying's nightgown, revealing her long, slender, white legs under the kitchen light, followed by her lace-trimmed panties.
The scene was exactly the same as that day in the bathroom. The father pulled Xiaoying's nightgown up to her waist, and the crotch area of her panties was already wet. It seemed that the friction just now had aroused Xiaoying. Seeing this, the father reached out and touched the opening of Xiaoying's vagina, causing Xiaoying to let out a soft moan. When the father lifted his finger, it was covered with her vaginal fluid.
The father slowly pulled down Xiaoying's panties, exposing her snow-white buttocks and sparsely haired vaginal opening to the light. Was he going to give Xiaoying oral sex next? This scene reminded me of that night in the bathroom. Were they planning to make love in the kitchen tonight?
What happened next surprised me. Instead of kneeling down to give Xiaoying oral sex, her father began to blatantly knead her buttocks with both hands. During this time, Xiaoying continued washing the dishes with difficulty, biting her lower lip to suppress her uneven breathing. She was no longer washing dishes; washing dishes was just an "excuse" to prolong the time.
After kneading Xiaoying's buttocks a few times, the father seemed unable to suppress his lust any longer. He looked up and scanned the kitchen, as if trying to confirm that this was the kitchen and not the bedroom. The excitement in his eyes grew stronger. Finally, the father took a deep breath, then withdrew his hands and quickly pulled off his pajama bottoms and underwear, pulling them off together.
The moment his pajama bottoms and underwear were pulled down, his penis, which had been erect for a long time, lost the comfort of the underwear and sprang out instantly. The glans, the size of an egg, was exposed to the air, and the dark testicles, which had been refilled with semen, hung below the penis, which was now at its maximum erection.
"Is oral sex next?" I thought to myself, but what happened next was completely unexpected. After taking off his pajama bottoms and underwear, my father didn't do anything else. He simply adjusted the position of his penis and then placed the egg-sized glans against Xiaoying's vulva. Was my father going to penetrate her directly? Right there in the kitchen?
The position today was different from that night in the bathroom. That night, Xiaoying had bent very low, making her buttocks stick out prominently, which made it easy for her father to penetrate her from behind. But this time in the kitchen, because Xiaoying was washing dishes and the sink was higher, her upper body was bent higher, so her buttocks weren't as prominent. Therefore, the position in the kitchen today wasn't convenient for her father's penetration. However, her father didn't seem worried at all. He gently kicked Xiaoying's legs again, and Xiaoying, just like last time, understood, spreading her legs slightly and then actively thrusting her buttocks upwards. Seeing Xiaoying cooperate in this position, her father used his hands to spread her buttocks apart, revealing her pink anus and vulva to us.
Xiaoying stopped washing the dishes at this moment. Washing the dishes no longer seemed important, even though the task was nearing completion; she had achieved her goal of stalling for time. Xiaoying stopped all other activities, focusing intently on waiting for her father to enter. She didn't want anything else to interfere with her enjoyment of the pleasure of penetration.
The father spread Xiaoying's buttocks and vaginal opening as wide as possible, his glans pressing firmly against her vaginal opening without any support, as if glued there. He took a deep breath and stood on tiptoe. Because Xiaoying wasn't short, and their position wasn't like in the bathroom, he had to tiptoe slightly to reach her.
"Ah..." With a breathtakingly ecstatic moan from Xiaoying, her father inadvertently thrust his glans into her body. His penis slowly stretched Xiaoying's vaginal opening until it reached its limit, at which point it was swallowed whole in an instant. After so many sexual encounters, Xiaoying's vaginal opening seemed to have gradually adapted to the size of her father's penis; her vagina was changing because of him.
After penetrating Xiaoying's body, the father paused, took a few deep breaths, and then, standing on tiptoe, slowly pushed his penis deeper into Xiaoying's vagina. The process was slow; this time, the father was unusually gentle. The distance between his testicles and Xiaoying's vaginal opening gradually decreased. "Snap..." With a crisp sound, the father's hips finally collided with Xiaoying's buttocks, his dark testicles pressed tightly against her vaginal opening, and his penis was fully inserted into Xiaoying's vagina. At this moment, the two were deeply and intimately connected.
"Oh..." As the father finally inserted his entire penis into Xiaoying's honey hole, both of them simultaneously let out a sigh of relief. After inserting his penis to the hilt, the father didn't immediately begin thrusting, but instead maintained the fully inserted position, his upper body leaning against Xiaoying's back, his stubble-covered lips kissing her neck, earlobes, and back gently. At this moment, the two of them were carefully experiencing and enjoying the pleasure of their intimate contact, both keenly aware of each other's presence.
"Am I tight?" In this quiet moment, a woman's seductive voice suddenly rang out, startling me in the video feed. Was there a third person in the kitchen? Because I had been so focused on their intertwined genitals, I hadn't noticed who was saying that. I quickly replayed a bit of the footage, then stared intently at Xiaoying's face.
"Am I tight?" At this moment, I finally realized that these words came from Xiaoying's mouth. I was completely stunned. My first reaction was that Xiaoying hadn't said those words, because in my memory, she would never say such ambiguous and lewd things. But now I had to believe it; these were words Xiaoying had said herself, words she had never uttered to me before. What was the reason? I felt Xiaoying was acting strangely tonight. What could be the cause? I could only look for the answer in Xiaoying's diary later.
I wasn't the only one stunned; my father was too. He stopped kissing Xiaoying and looked at her profile with a puzzled expression, seemingly unable to believe she would suddenly say such a thing. Their bodies froze, neither moving. Looking at the screen, they were close together, but what others couldn't see was that the man's penis was deeply inserted into the woman's vagina.
"Am I tight?" Not hearing her father's reply, Xiaoying couldn't help but ask again, her eyes filled with a dazed look, and desire was burning fiercely in her eyes.
"Tight, very tight, and very hot." At this moment, the father finally heard what Xiaoying was saying. He quickly replied with joy and excitement on his face, even with a hint of being flattered. Although the sentence was only four words, the meaning it contained was extraordinary. Xiaoying's ability to say such ambiguous words represented the progress of their relationship and the warming of their feelings.
Imagining the thickness of her father's penis, Xiaoying's vagina was indeed very tight and warm. There was no better catalyst for lust. After answering Xiaoying's question, her father wrapped his arms around her and began to suck and kiss her neck frantically. At the same time, his hips began to thrust back and forth, and his hips and Xiaoying's buttocks gradually separated, revealing a thick, long, dark penis covered with "earthworm"-like veins. The two ends of the penis were connected to their bodies. Because it had just been soaked in Xiaoying's vagina, the shaft was covered with love fluid, like a thin film, glistening under the light.
Because the two were embracing tightly, the father couldn't pull out too far. "Snap..." After pulling out to a certain extent, the father thrust his hips forward, and his penis, covered with a thin membrane, was quickly inserted into Xiaoying's vagina.
"Ah...ah ha," Xiaoying let out a moan of extreme pleasure. After a few tentative thrusts, her father began to increase the speed, and the sounds of flesh colliding, "slap slap slap slap..." began to echo in the kitchen, eliciting Xiaoying's increasingly clingy moans and panting.
The two began to make love slowly and gently in the kitchen. Under these difficult circumstances, Xiaoying finally finished washing the dishes. What should have only taken a few minutes took her more than twenty minutes. Xiaoying finally finished the housework while making love, but their lovemaking did not stop.
"Husband, husband, I love you. May Buddha bless you, and may you have a healthy body and lots of energy..." Just as the two were deeply in the throes of their lovemaking, Xiaoying's phone, which was lying in the bedroom, suddenly rang. Since the bedroom door was not closed, the sound of the phone easily reached their ears. The two, who were moving and coordinating their lovemaking, suddenly stopped the moment the phone rang...

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