Father-daughter relationship

(This article is reprinted from the internet)
My name is Bingbing, and I am 17 years old this year. The reason I want to talk about my father is because my feelings for him are hard to express in other ways.
When I was little, every night I would ask my father to come to my bedside and talk to me, hold me, and let me fall asleep in his warm embrace. As I grew older, my father's affection for me gradually decreased, which made me feel very disappointed.
Actually, I understand why; it's because boys and girls are different. So sometimes when I touch my well-developed breasts while showering, I feel secretly angry, resenting them for growing up and preventing me from receiving my father's embrace anymore.
When I was 12 years old, one night when I went to the bathroom, I heard strange noises coming from my parents' bedroom. I secretly went to their door and looked inside. My father was riding on my mother, moving his body back and forth rapidly. I heard a "squelching" sound coming from my mother's lower body, and she kept moaning, as if she was enjoying it. I was terrified and quickly went back to bed. I felt that my lower body was wet and sticky when I touched it.
After that incident, I often listened to the sounds in my parents' bedroom at night. Several times, in the middle of the night, I heard panting, so I quietly scooted to the door of my parents' bedroom to listen. I was always very excited while listening, my breathing becoming rapid.
After each time I eavesdropped, I couldn't help but go back to my room, take off all my clothes, and lie naked on the bed, slowly moving my hands from my breasts down to my private parts. One hand gently rubbed my firm breasts, while the other played with my sticky vulva. As I played, my breasts felt more and more erect, and my nipples became plump and pink, very cute.
I slowly probed my private parts with my fingers, feeling more viscous fluid flowing out. I was very excited and kept playing with it, occasionally inserting my fingers a little deeper.
However, because I was still a virgin, I stopped at the point where I was about to touch my hymen and played back and forth. Suddenly, I felt something about to flow out, and then streams of vaginal fluid flowed out. It flowed onto my fingers, thighs, and the sheets. Every time this happened, I especially wanted my dad to touch me, like he did with my mom… but I never had the chance.
When I was 14, the opportunity finally came. It was shortly after the start of the school year, after the school sports meet. I ran home covered in sweat at noon and immediately rushed to the bathroom. My mom wasn't home yet; only my dad was.
As I enjoyed the comfortable feeling in the warm water, I thought, "Why not let Dad touch me again today, even though I'm 14? Maybe he'll do it like he did with my mom." I knew my father was watching TV in the living room. So I called out, "Dad, come quick! Wipe my back; it's so sweaty and uncomfortable!" "Okay!" my father replied. The bathroom door was suddenly pushed open, and he immediately froze. He clearly hadn't expected me to be a grown woman.
I broke the awkward silence first, saying, "Dad, hurry up and wipe me down!" My dad picked up a towel and started wiping me. I could feel his hands trembling slightly, but he continued wiping me. When his hand landed on my bottom, his movements were very, very slow. "Bingbing, you're becoming more and more like your mother!" My father's voice carried a strange and ambiguous emotion.
Almost without thinking, I said, "Dad, did you used to scrub Mom's back like this? Then just treat me like Mom!" I didn't even notice when my father dropped the towel. He began to slowly caress my back and neck with his hands, one hand sliding down to my buttocks.
When his fingers touched my vulva, I felt incredibly excited! Why was this happening? I didn't know! I just felt that my father's fingers felt very comfortable!
At this moment, my father's breathing became a little heavy, and he had already grasped my breasts. I was leaning against my father's chest, and he gently kneaded my breasts, my small nipples already hard. "My good daughter has grown into a beautiful woman!" My father's voice rang in my ears.
I said somewhat dreamily, "I am Daddy's good daughter, Daddy's beautiful woman..." At fourteen, I was already somewhat confused about sex, but I knew I liked my father's caresses.
My father placed me on the toilet seat, then knelt in front of me and took one of my nipples into his mouth. The sensation from my nipple was like an electric current stimulating my tender body. He slowly kissed his way down to my crotch. My pubic area had just grown a few sparse hairs, which made me feel embarrassed, but at that moment I heard my father's dazed voice say, "Oh! Just like your mother's!" "Dad, did Mom have hair like this too?" I asked him curiously. "Yes, your mother had the same hair as you, only you had very little, she had a lot..." As he spoke, my father lowered his head to kiss my pubic area.
I suddenly felt very nervous, but I didn't refuse; I knew about "oral sex" between men and women from my classmates.
My father's tongue slowly parted my labia, then inserted the tip of his tongue into my vagina. My tender vagina became wet under his tongue's licking, and I felt waves of heat flowing down. He carried me to the bedroom, laid me on the bed, and continued to touch me. After a long period of exploration, my labia opened like flower petals, and nectar seeped out. "I can't take it!" I just wanted this moment to last forever, to let this pleasure continue for 100 years... And now I had another, even more intense urge, I was eagerly anticipating his penis entering my little pussy.
He spread my legs apart, it was already wet there, and he used his hands to pry open my labia. He unceremoniously straightened his penis, aimed it at my tender pussy, and thrust it in all at once.
Although my vagina was already very wet, filled with sticky love juice, I still felt a slight pain down there. He paused for a moment, and then began to slowly thrust in and out... At first, I only felt a swelling in my lower body, and a little itchy. But later I only felt waves of pleasure, I couldn't hold back at all, and my juices flowed out in waves, and Dad's thrusts seemed smoother than before. "Hmm... much better... can I go faster?" Dad asked gently.
I couldn't help but say, "Dad, you can go faster, harder... I want you to move faster!" At that moment, Dad started thrusting rapidly. "Ah... um... ah... oh... ah..." I finally couldn't help but cry out. "Hmm, does it feel good?" Dad asked softly. "Hmm... ah... I feel so good!" My lower body felt a little sore and swollen, a feeling that was both uncomfortable and indescribably pleasurable... Then I could only hear the "slap slap slap" sound of my buttocks hitting a certain part of Dad's body.
I felt him getting stronger and stronger, and finally, with a few powerful thrusts, those were the ones that felt the most pleasurable. I felt his penis grow even larger and throbbing inside my vagina... I also felt a sense of ease I had never felt before, or rather, a feeling of pure pleasure!
He hugged me tightly, and I hugged him tightly too, kissing him, and he collapsed onto me, completely limp...

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