My wife's breakthrough

"Everyone has an unfulfilled dream in their heart, a dream that constantly guides our actions." These were the words Fang Ziyun's husband said to her, after they had made love. He lit a cigarette and gazed out the window, speaking to her with deep affection.
At the time, she didn't understand why her husband had said those words out of the blue, nor could she grasp their meaning. But now, she understood. It was also in bed, also after they had made love, and she too was lighting a cigarette. The difference was, the person beside her wasn't her husband.
Just as she was immersed in pondering the deeper meaning of those words and enjoying the slight intoxication of nicotine, a pair of strong, powerful hands caressed her breasts from behind. "Ziyun, what are you thinking about?" the owner of the hands asked.
Fang Ziyun flicked away the cigarette ash, turned her head, gently brushed her long hair behind her ear, and smiled seductively, "Reliving the stimulation you gave me, Dad." Yes, you read that right. Behind Fang Ziyun was her father, her biological father. So why did she have this unconventional relationship with him? This story needs to be told slowly.
So, which New Year's Eve was it? The year the male lead and his mother got together in "After the New Year"—well, if you don't know, go back and review; I won't go into details here. That New Year's Eve, Fang Ziyun and her husband spent it at her parents' house. It was New Year's Eve, and the family was having a lively reunion dinner, watching the Spring Festival Gala, which never changes. Of course, alcohol was indispensable. Fang Ziyun wasn't a big drinker and couldn't drink much, but to avoid spoiling the family's mood, she drank a few glasses of red wine with her father, husband, and brother. This red wine had a strong aftereffect; she didn't feel anything while drinking it, but the more she drank, the dizzier she became. Fang Ziyun felt her face flushed and the world spinning around her. She said goodbye to her husband and went back to the guest room to sleep.
Lying on the bed, Fang Ziyun felt a ringing in her ears. She wanted to sleep but couldn't. As the saying goes, alcohol makes people lose their senses, especially red wine. It does increase libido. Fang Ziyun was a woman with a strong sex drive, and she was already in her thirties, so she felt a strong need for a man under the influence of alcohol. She closed her eyes and imagined making love with her husband. Unconsciously, her hand was already on her genitals, stroking them. Just then, the bedroom door opened, and a drunken body crawled into her bed. Fang Ziyun was also quite drunk, and the room was dimly lit, so she didn't look closely. She took the opportunity to hug him and said affectionately, "Honey, I missed you. You've come at the perfect time." Her husband, however, didn't pay much attention to her and fell asleep on the bed, snoring loudly. He was clearly drunk. Fang Ziyun, her desire ignited, wasn't about to let her husband off so easily. She straddled him, caressing and kissing him wantonly, trying to arouse him. But he remained unresponsive, fast asleep. Fang Ziyun thought, "Hmph, I refuse to believe I can't wake you! I'll show you my secret weapon."
She slipped under the covers and pulled down his underwear. A strong scent of male hormones assaulted her senses. Unlike usual, she didn't linger, taking his penis directly into her mouth. But something felt off; it was different from his usual size—thicker, perhaps shorter. But she didn't care. Perhaps it was because he was drunk. She sucked and swallowed, her saliva increasing, making it easier to move. She occasionally used her long, smooth tongue to gently roll the swollen head. Finally, after her relentless teasing, her husband uttered, "Mmm…so good."
Hmm? Her husband seemed really drunk; even his voice was hoarse. Fang Ziyun thought to herself, "Honey, I'll teach you a lesson for drinking so much! Humph…!" She then spat out her penis and began licking her husband's testicles with her tongue. Suddenly, she mischievously gave it a light bite.
"Ouch… what are you doing? Cuihua, why are you biting me there?" "…………" Fang Ziyun froze. Wasn't that her mother's name? Then, why was her husband calling her mother's name? No, that wasn't her husband's voice; it was… her father's.
Fang Ziyun was completely bewildered. How come her father was in her bed? She had just been sucking on her father's… thing… and now she was even holding it in her hand. What should she do? Fang Ziyun was so nervous she didn't know what to do, and being covered in sweat under the covers, she was drenched in sweat.
"Why aren't you moving… um… Cuihua?" her father urged.
Fang Ziyun was at a loss for what to do. Should she pull back the covers and reveal the truth, or continue pretending? If she revealed the truth, her father might find it hard to accept, and it would be even more difficult to explain to her mother—it would be too embarrassing. But if she continued, would she have to continue giving her father oral sex? She couldn't get over this mental hurdle. Fang Ziyun's mind raced, and her hand unconsciously began stroking her father's penis.
"Cuihua, you haven't done this to me in a long time, hehe, I'm a little embarrassed," her father said, even reaching under the covers to stroke Fang Ziyun's smooth back.
"I say, Cuihua... you're so old, but your back is still so smooth and tender, tsk... tsk, so comfortable," her father began to tease her.
Hearing this, Fang Ziyun didn't think much of it and habitually patted her father's stomach, but she didn't dare to make a sound.
"Hehe, why did you hit me again? I was just praising you," her father continued to joke.
Fang Ziyun, however, was also influenced by her father's relaxed attitude. She figured since they'd already eaten, it was better to keep up the act than to be discovered. Maybe once her father was satisfied, he'd fall asleep, and she could slip away later. It was better than the whole family being embarrassed when things were exposed.
So Fang Ziyun closed her eyes and took her father's penis back into her mouth. At that moment, she didn't want to think about anything else; she only knew that what was in her mouth was a man's sex toy, something she needed. She just needed to do what her instincts told her. The rich saliva in her mouth made the lewd sounds louder and louder, becoming increasingly incessant, and simultaneously arousing Fang Ziyun's desire. Her left hand slowly slipped inside her panties and rested on her genitals. It felt incredibly slippery, and with that slipperiness, her slender fingers plunged into the muddy depths, thrusting in and out in rhythm with her mouth. Fang Ziyun's mind was consumed by desire. She began to indulge herself, fantasizing about her father's penis thrusting into her. An unprecedented stimulation and excitement surged within her. If she hadn't been calling out for her father's thing, she would have already made a sound.
"Oh...oh...I'm coming, Cuihua, I can't hold back, I'm coming!" her father cried out, his body tense.
"Mmm...um...Dad..." Fang Ziyun whispered, trying to keep her voice down.
One spurt, two spurts, three spurts—Fang Ziyun's mouth was constantly being washed by her father's semen, making her even more confused, reaching her climax alongside him.
After ejaculating, her father fell silent, seemingly recovering from the effects of the alcohol.
Fang Ziyun, however, was unsure whether to spit out her father's semen, which was still in her mouth. Although she often performed oral sex on her husband, swallowing semen was a rare occurrence, especially since her father had ejaculated so much this time that her mouth could barely contain it. She didn't dare lift the covers to spit it out, so she did something that even she found disgusting: she first spat out some of the semen into her hand, then closed her eyes and swallowed the rest. She then slowly licked the remaining semen from her hand. Normally, she swallowed semen with her eyes closed, without much sensation, but this time… she truly savored it. The tingling, slippery feeling of the semen on her tongue, slightly salty and slightly sweet, a masculine attraction, made it increasingly delicious, yet also filled her with shame. After all, it was her own father's semen. Wait, wasn't that how she came to be? They were all her brothers and sisters! Thinking of this, she almost laughed out loud.
After finishing the semen in her hand, Fang Ziyun still didn't dare to leave. She was afraid, especially after it was over. She could only wait. She wasn't completely sober yet; she was very sleepy, but she dared not sleep. What would happen if she fell asleep? She didn't know what would happen to her. So she forced herself to stay awake. She didn't know how much time had passed—maybe five minutes, maybe ten—but it felt like a year to her. Her father started snoring, and only then did she carefully lift the covers, not daring to look at him, and tiptoe out of the bedroom.
When she came out, she realized that she had drunkenly entered her father's bedroom—a classic case of entering the wrong room and getting into the wrong bed.
The next day, although her father was unaware of the situation, Fang Ziyun and her husband didn't dare greet him. They got up early and left, as it was Lunar New Year's Day and they needed to visit relatives and friends. The morning's visits left the couple exhausted. At noon, her husband said he had a headache and she would drive, planning to go home for lunch and then take a nap. Just as they were nearing home, Fang Ziyun's phone rang. She saw it was her father calling. Feeling guilty, she didn't dare let her husband see her answer and immediately picked up. Her father asked her to come home at noon; he had something to discuss. Fang Ziyun's heart pounded. She simply said "uh-huh" a few times, then told her husband a lie—it wasn't necessary—saying it was a classmate who had married and moved south. She said she was going back to her parents' home for the New Year and would return south on the third day, and wanted Fang Ziyun to come visit.
Her husband, understanding the situation, gave her a few instructions and left. Fang Ziyun drove to her parents' home with a heavy heart. What would happen next?
Chapter Two:
Fang Ziyun, singing "Tante," drove back to her parents' home. She hesitated for a moment at the door before knocking.
"Who is it?" came her father's voice from inside.
"It's me, Dad." The door opened, and Fang Ziyun smelled the strong smell of smoke in the room. She lowered her head and entered, not daring to look directly at her father.
"Dad, why are you smoking again? Where's Mom?" Fang Ziyun tried her best to appear normal.
"Uh, your mother went out to visit relatives for the New Year." "Why didn't you go with Mom?" Fang Ziyun took off her coat and threw it on the sofa, still with her back to her father.
"Oh, I drank too much last night, and my head still hurts a bit, so I didn't go." Her father hesitated, his voice low.
"Ziyun, I called you back because I wanted to ask you something..." "Wait, I need to use the restroom first." Fang Ziyun hurriedly interrupted her father and ran to the bathroom, sensing the awkward atmosphere.
Entering the bathroom, she pretended to open the toilet seat and sit on the toilet, then turned on the faucet to let the water run. After a while, she said, "What is it, Dad?"
"Well... it's like this, Dad wanted to ask you... did you sleep in Mom and Dad's room last night?" Her father's voice trembled slightly.
"No, no." "But there's your long hair on the bed." This time, her father replied quickly.
"Maybe it's my aunt's or my other aunt's. I slept in the guest room last night." Fang Ziyun felt her face burning. After all, she rarely lied, but her father's next words made her even more ashamed.
"Nonsense, you're the only one with curly hair in the house." "..." Time seemed to stand still, everything was quiet, just like the situation she had in bed last night. She felt her nervous sweat dripping down again, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.
"Xiao Zi, was it you last night?" Her father broke the silence, and suddenly called her Xiao Zi affectionately. She remembered that her father hadn't called her that since she got married.
"Dad... what are you saying?" Fang Ziyun asked coquettishly.
"Dad knows it's you, Dad knows everything. Your mom slept in the living room last night because she thought I smelled too much alcohol. And..." "And what?" Fang Ziyun asked urgently.
"And... your mom's technique isn't that good." Upon hearing this, Fang Ziyun was so ashamed she wanted to crawl into the toilet. "
Dad, I... I... it's not..."
Bang! The bathroom door suddenly opened, and Fang Ziyun stared in surprise at her father standing in the doorway. Her father, his chest heaving, was breathing heavily as he looked at her and said, word by word, "Dad—want—one more time!" After saying that, he stood in front of Fang Ziyun and started to unbuckle his belt.
"Dad! What are you doing! Get out!!!" Fang Ziyun excitedly slapped her father.
Her father stood there, letting her slap him without moving. After a moment, he turned around, walked to the door, lit a cigarette, and turned his back to her.
"Okay, Dad knows, it's Dad's fault, it's Dad's wrong... but, Dad... hasn't felt this good in a long time, for a long time..." Her voice was even trembling with tears.
Fang Ziyun was at a loss for what to do. Looking at her father's swaying back, she felt he was like a wronged child. A maternal instinct suddenly surged within her, and she impulsively got up and threw herself at his back.
"No, it's not Dad's fault. I accidentally got into the wrong bed. I grabbed your...thing. We were both drunk. It's all a misunderstanding, Dad. Don't blame yourself." Her father suddenly turned and hugged her, looking into her eyes and saying excitedly, "Ziyun, give it to Dad one more time, just one more time!" Fang Ziyun looked into her father's shimmering eyes but couldn't say anything, her mind going blank again.
"Dad knows. You were here last night too, weren't you? You felt good too, didn't you?" Her father's lips were very close to hers.
A strong smell of cigarettes mixed with a strong masculine scent stimulated Fang Ziyun's keen sense of smell, making her somewhat unable to resist, slowly igniting her desire.
Fang Ziyun turned her head away, trying to escape this inappropriate state, but this only made things easier for her father. He took the opportunity to kiss her fair neck, caressing it repeatedly. His rough stubble and hot lips aroused her almost overwhelming desire.
"No... Dad, don't do this... I'm your daughter, we can't..." A sliver of reason still made her say things she didn't mean.
"What Dad wants is his daughter, it's you, my little Ziyun..." Her father's hand had already slipped inside Fang Ziyun's clothes, caressing her soft skin.
"No! No, Mom will be back soon, Dad, please don't..." Fang Ziyun turned to look at her father, but she was wrong. Her mournful gaze further fueled his desire. He erupted with intense lust, shoving open Fang Ziyun's shirt and brazenly surveying her snow-white upper body. Fang Ziyun's breasts, accentuated by her deep purple bra, were dazzling, almost blinding him. He simply closed his eyes and buried his head between her warm breasts, licking her flesh.
Fang Ziyun almost gave up resisting. Under her father's forceful actions, she knew resistance was futile. More importantly, she had begun to enjoy her father's almost violent caresses. She tilted her head back, staring at the ceiling with hazy eyes, her gaze unfocused. Ethics, worldly concerns, slowly faded away, leaving only a burning desire. She felt that this was exactly what she needed.
Suddenly, Fang Ziyun transformed, abruptly lowering her head to embrace her father's head, which was buried against her chest, and kissed him. The father was stunned by her sudden action and didn't know how to kiss her. Only after Fang Ziyun's tongue teased him did he open his mouth, and the father and daughter began a fierce tongue battle until their saliva flowed between Fang Ziyun's breasts.
The father excitedly pushed Fang Ziyun away, forcibly turning her around and making her lean over the sink. He pulled down her pants and caressed her buttocks with both hands. "So big, so white, so smooth..." the father murmured as he caressed her. Then he suddenly lowered his head and licked and bit her buttocks, as if he wanted to devour them.
"Oh... Dad... Dad... hurry up, Mom is coming back." Fang Ziyun cried out in a daze.
"Wait a minute, just a minute, let Dad take a good look at your crotch. Dad hasn't seen it in years, Dad wants..." The father said, moving his mouth to Fang Ziyun's buttocks. A faint fragrance mixed with a fishy smell stimulated the father's sense of smell.
"This...this...this is my daughter's pussy, my daughter's pussy...it's so beautiful, mmm...it smells so good..." "Oh...no...Dad, don't do this, it makes me so embarrassed, oh...oh...no, this feels so good..." Fang Ziyun moaned helplessly.
Bang! A loud door slammed shut, causing the father and daughter, still immersed in forbidden lust, to separate as if springed apart.
"Oh no, Mom's back!" This was Fang Ziyun's first reaction after being jolted awake from her desire.
The father and daughter hurriedly pulled up their pants and put on their clothes. Clatter! In her panic, Fang Ziyun knocked the soap dish off the sink. Just as she bent down to pick it up, her mother came to the bathroom door.
"Oh, what are you two doing here?" her mother asked teasingly.
"No, nothing." Fang Ziyun looked at her father, then at herself, and only relaxed when she saw that they were both dressed.
"It's nothing, Ziyun slipped in the bathroom, I just came in to check on her." Her father remained calm.
"Are you alright? Are you hurt?" her mother asked with concern, looking Fang Ziyun up and down.
"Mom, I'm fine, it was just an accident, I didn't fall badly." Fang Ziyun quickly avoided her mother's gaze.
"Why are you back so soon?" "Oh, Ziyun said she left her keys here." Her father continued to help her out.
"Oh, why don't you have lunch before you leave? I bought a lot of groceries today." Her mother held up the shopping basket.
"No, no need, my husband is waiting for me at home for dinner." Fang Ziyun quickly declined.
"It's alright, Mom will make you your favorite stir-fried green peppers and sausages, come help Mom." Her mother took Fang Ziyun's hand and led her to the kitchen.
"Oh, just let the young couple be. We old folks can enjoy some time alone too," the father said affectionately to the mother.
"Look at you, so glib and smooth-talking! Still drunk?" the mother scolded playfully.
"Dad, Mom, I'm leaving! I won't disturb your time alone!" Fang Ziyun seized the opportunity to slip out of the bathroom, grabbed her things, and hurriedly left, leaving those words behind.
She hummed a little tune as she drove, seemingly quite pleased with her antics with her father. Although the father and daughter hadn't truly slept together yet, she felt her father definitely wouldn't "let her off the hook" later; perhaps he was currently venting his pent-up desires on her mother. Thinking of this, she also felt her lower body was still sticky; her desires hadn't been satisfied yet. She hurried home to find her husband.
At noon on the first day of the Lunar New Year, the roads were nearly empty, much like Fang Ziyun's mood. She quickly drove home, thinking about how to answer her husband's question about her early return. She'd say a relative from a classmate's side had come to visit unexpectedly. Thinking this, she arrived at the door. She wondered if her husband was asleep in bed. Playfully, she decided to surprise him. Carefully, she unlocked the door and tiptoed towards the bedroom. Suddenly, she heard her husband's voice from the study: "Mom, I want to ejaculate inside you, kiss you." Then came the sounds of a woman's panting and saliva during their kiss.
Her husband and his mother...? Could it be such a coincidence? No, maybe he was watching Japanese porn and masturbating. Fang Ziyun's husband often watched incestuous films and even wanted her to play the mother during sex. Fang Ziyun decided to "peep" into the study. She quietly moved along the wall to the doorway and cautiously peeked inside. Her initial excitement immediately vanished.
to be continued

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