Reprinting a true incest story, part five

5) After the second time and

the first time before summer vacation, Dad gave me a day off because it really hurt. Walking was painful. Dad let me rest for four days. During this time, he basically didn't touch me, only occasionally touching and kissing me.

However, this period didn't last long. Dad estimated that I had recovered enough. That night, he called me into the room again. Since I hadn't showered or changed my clothes, Dad took off my clothes one by one until I was only wearing underwear and a bra. When Dad saw me half-naked, wearing a set of pink, very girlish underwear, his eyes widened. Dad impulsively hugged me, kissed my lips, and his hands naturally reached for my vulva. His fingers started to go inside me. Although I was no longer a virgin, it was still narrow, and Dad had some difficulty getting his fingers in. He didn't go in very deep for a long time. At this moment, Dad couldn't hold back anymore. He suddenly hugged me, pounced on the bed, and quickly pulled off my underwear. Then he spread my legs and buried his mouth between my legs. Because I hadn't showered, I smelled a bit fishy, which made me very shy. But Dad seemed not to notice or care at all. He stuck out his tongue and started licking my pussy. Soon, I had that strange feeling I had the first time, and my genitals secreted more and more fluid. My pussy became increasingly wet. Dad felt my changes and saw my face getting redder and redder. He felt the time was right, so he pulled down his underwear, held his erect and hot penis, and inserted it. This time it was almost exactly the same as the first time. It was still so difficult to enter. Dad also tried for a long time before finally inserting it completely. Although there was still some pain, it was definitely much better than the first time. After Dad inserted it, he whimpered and mumbled, "It's so tight, my good daughter. I want to do this to you every day. Oh!" As he spoke, he unhooked my bra, revealing my small, tender breasts to him. He became even more excited, kneeling down to kiss my right breast while simultaneously thrusting into me. My father, unaware of the pain I was experiencing, assumed that sufficient lubrication would alleviate it, and began his vigorous thrusting. I could only bury my head and endure the pain, letting out a couple of soft moans when the pain became unbearable, which only fueled his desire. He thought I was enjoying it. After a while, he stopped, panting heavily, and chuckled, "Good girl, that feels so good. Dad hasn't felt this good in a long time. Dad will love you even more from now on." He then resumed his excited thrusting, bending down to kiss me as he did so. He extended his tongue, enticing mine to follow, and our tongues intertwined, licking each other. He moaned and groaned, his pace quickening, his breathing becoming heavier. Suddenly, he lifted me up, suspending me in mid-air, and then… He started thrusting incredibly fast, almost trying to penetrate me to the deepest point with each stroke. He didn't last long, letting out a shout as his fluids gushed into my vagina like a tidal wave, slapping against the walls of my vagina. My father, enjoying the sensation so much during his ejaculation, pulled me down onto the bed. After resting for a while, he reached out and touched my breast, gently caressing me afterward. He whispered in my ear, "My good daughter, I love you so much. This tight little pussy... I'd die happy just to have had it like this." My heart tightened. Although I couldn't fully accept the situation, I didn't want my father to die; after all, he was my biological father. By then, my father had rested enough. He carried me into the bathroom. In the bathroom, he got hard again. This time, he didn't penetrate, but wanted me to make him ejaculate orally, like before. He kept touching my breasts, and under this double stimulation, he ejaculated into my mouth again, watching me swallow it. After the shower, my father held me and we fell asleep.

In the following months, my father made many demands of me. First, every day when I came home (excluding my menstrual cycle), I was not allowed to wear underwear; I had to take off all my underwear and wear a sundress or mini-skirt with a tank top, or loose clothing, so that he could easily violate and caress me at any time. Also, my father was worried that he had ejaculated inside me the previous times, thankfully without causing pregnancy. He started teaching me how to calculate my safe period. He would usually ejaculate inside me during my safe period, and at other times he would ejaculate outside or use a condom. When he ejaculated outside, any part of my body could be a potential target, most often my mouth, face, breasts, and buttocks, where he frequently sprayed his thick semen. After nearly a month of adjustment, my pain finally disappeared, but my father said it was still as tight as the first time. I also experienced some pleasure, but I didn't reach orgasm until about two months into our sexual activity, when I experienced my first orgasm. The feeling was wonderful, a kind of falling pleasure, and I unconsciously moaned loudly, followed by a feeling of complete exhaustion—it felt so good. Ever since my first orgasm, I've been unstoppable, experiencing orgasm almost every time, sometimes more than once. My dad told me he could finally experience the joy of being a woman, and that my orgasm was an encouragement and a source of pride for him. Perhaps it was truly under my dad's influence that my body underwent subtle changes; I felt more alluring, and my skin felt smoother and clearer. During this time, my dad and I tried many other positions, such as rear-entry, side-lying, sitting, and standing—we tried almost all the conventional positions. I could tell that my dad's favorite was rear-entry, where I knelt on the bed and he entered me from behind. Of course, he would also watch porn with me and imitate the actions in it. I'll talk about these related positions later.

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