Reposting a true incest story (Part 8)

11) Crazy Summer Vacation (Lewd Trip to Dalian 3)

In the days that followed, I gradually adapted to this crazy life. No matter when or where, my father would violate me. Sometimes when we were in a taxi, he would deliberately make me lie on his lap and reach into my clothes to touch my breasts. When we were eating, he would put his hand into my genitals and touch my vulva. My father would also ejaculate inside me at least two or three times a day. The day before we were to go home, we played outside until very late. My father said, "Let's go to the beach again. After all, we haven't been to the beach at night." I didn't object and went with him.

The beach was slightly cooler that evening, and there were far fewer people. My father and I sat down casually on the sand. I was wearing a short skirt that didn't go past my knees, with a relatively loose t-shirt over it. Seeing that no one was around, my father's pent-up desires rekindled. He pulled me into his arms, slipped his hand inside my clothes, and touched my breasts. He kneaded them wantonly, enjoying the pleasure his own daughter's breasts gave him. Soon, he couldn't resist and began a more direct assault. His hand left my breasts and moved to my nipples. As soon as he touched them, he noticed they were a little wet and grinned lewdly, "Good girl, so sensitive? They're already wet after just a couple of touches, haha." I blushed and lowered my head, unwilling to acknowledge my father's lewd behavior, but in my heart, I kept wondering why I was like this. Was I really that promiscuous? Dad, unaware of my thoughts, had already inserted his fingers into my vagina and started thrusting. He then gestured for me to masturbate his penis as well. I obediently masturbated his already rock-hard penis, enjoying the pleasure from his fingers. Dad couldn't resist any longer, lifted my skirt, and made me sit on him. He slowly inserted his penis into my vagina. Dad then made me move up and down, but soon I was exhausted. Dad pulled me behind a large rock, and taking advantage of the cover, made me lie face down on the beach and began thrusting wildly from behind. This was the first time my dad and I had been in such an environment. Although there were few people around and it was nighttime, the excitement didn't diminish. My dad was unusually excited, and he was thrusting into me at lightning speed. I was so overwhelmed by his ministrations that I couldn't help but moan, "Dad, ahhh, Dad, how can you be so fast? Ahhh, oh, oh, oh, woo, I can't take it anymore, what's wrong with you today? Ahhh, so intense, I can't take it anymore—ah—" With my final cry, I reached my limit. An incredibly pleasurable feeling washed over my entire body, and I collapsed onto the beach, exhausted. My momentary daze, accompanied by my panting, was followed by my dad's uncontrollable climax. He couldn't hold back either. With a soft "oh," his semen gushed into my vagina. Having just climaxed, I was further stimulated by his semen, and I experienced a second climax! This climax was incredibly intense! I felt like I was dying, my whole body convulsing. I don't know how much time passed before I felt my father's kiss. I gave a soft "hmm," and my father said gently, "Good girl, did you feel good? You almost fainted just now, did you have a series of orgasms? Haha, that means Daddy's pretty good, right?" Seeing my father's smug smile, and noticing the mess on my lower body, I lowered my head shyly and whispered, "Dad, how are we going to get home like this?" My father chuckled and took off my shirt. Because I hadn't regained my strength, I couldn't struggle, but I nervously looked around. Luckily, no one was around. My father took my clothes and wiped his breasts and genitals. After cleaning them, he gestured for me to put them back on. I was conflicted, and my father understood. He took off his own large shirt and gave it to me. His shirt was still too big for me, almost covering my thighs, only revealing a small part of my skirt. My father pulled me a few steps, then suddenly had an idea and told me to take off my skirt. I was startled and quickly dodged away. "Dad, what are you doing!" Dad laughed and said, "Good girl, listen to me. Anyway, my clothes can cover you up completely, so you won't be exposed even if you take them off. Isn't that exciting? It's the last night, let's go crazy."

Dad talked for a long time, and I couldn't resist him, so I reluctantly took off my skirt. After taking it off, I nervously looked down and found that it was indeed okay. Dad's shirt could cover part of my thighs, but if I walked, there was still a possibility of being exposed. Luckily, it was nighttime, and there were almost no pedestrians on the street. Dad saw that I was only wearing his shirt and looked incredibly sexy. He swallowed and said, "Good girl, Dad wants to fuck you again, fuck you hard!" I quickly ran a few steps forward. "Dad, let's go back to sleep, I'm so sleepy." Dad chuckled and said, "Okay, let's go back to sleep!" Dad emphasized the word "sleep." Of course, I understood what Dad meant, so I ignored him and walked towards the hotel. But because I was still afraid of being exposed, I walked slowly and with small strides. Dad was happy to walk so slowly because he kept violating my body, touching my breasts and buttocks. What should have been a twenty-minute walk took us half an hour and we still hadn't reached the hotel. Dad's caresses made my pussy wet again. Dad wasn't doing much better; his breathing became heavier and heavier. I also noticed that he had put his other hand inside his shorts and started masturbating. When we reached a corner, Dad couldn't control himself anymore. He pulled me into an alley, pulled down his shorts, took out his hard, hot penis, bit my buttocks, and quickly thrust it in. Then he started fucking me hard again. Dad's hands went inside my clothes, kneading my small, tender breasts. Because Dad had just ejaculated, he lasted longer this time, but the place was so stimulating. Dad was fucking me so fiercely that after only ten minutes, Dad was already done for. I was even worse off; I had already orgasmed once. If I hadn't tried my best to stand up, and if Dad hadn't been supporting me, I would have collapsed to the ground. At this moment, Dad finally couldn't control himself, and his semen shot into my vagina again. Because Dad had been indulging too much these past few days, he ejaculated again today, but the semen wasn't as strong as before, and it was quite thin. However, Dad was still very satisfied, hugging me from behind, saying, "My good daughter, it feels so good, I really want to do this to you forever." I didn't know how to answer him, so I interrupted him, "Dad, I feel so good too, but let's hurry back to the hotel. Look, it's all your fault, your filth has all over my legs!" Dad looked at me, laughed heartily, hugged me in his arms, and stroked my little bottom. Then we went back to the hotel together. Once inside, I felt a wave of sleepiness and exhaustion wash over me. We collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep.

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