A confusing future

The real sex began at this moment. Father finally freed his hands; without his help, Xiaoying assumed a

perfect split, enduring his thrusts. "Slap slap slap..." "Smack smack smack..."

The sounds of their groins colliding, along with the smacking and sticking of her vaginal fluids, constantly reached my ears, so close yet so far.

"Hahaha..." Xiaoying had forgotten how to moan, or perhaps she didn't want to let her father know how deeply

she was lost in the moment. She temporarily stopped moaning, her red lips slightly parted, taking

deep breaths with each thrust. The fragrance from her breath wafted through the window into my nose.

Father thrust his hips vigorously, his penis pumping in and out of Xiaoying's incredibly wet vagina

. Slowly, Xiaoying perhaps grew tired. The hand that had been hooking around her father's hips slowly withdrew, finally

supporting herself on the ankle of her raised leg, using her hand to maintain her split.

My father's hands weren't idle. One hand caressed Xiaoying's breasts through her bra, while the other

stroked her stockinged thighs. As he penetrated Xiaoying, his eyes were fixed on

her lower body clad in stockings. His thick penis thrust in and out of her vagina through the loose stockings and panties

. His eyes, fixed on Xiaoying's sexy stockings, held an

unprecedented . It was then that I realized my father had a stocking fetish. While I also liked stockings,

it was just a fondness; I wasn't as obsessed as my father. Perhaps he hadn't realized this

fetish before.

"Ahhh..." When my father couldn't resist bringing his mouth close, kissing and licking

Xiaoying's , Xiaoying finally couldn't help but moan loudly again. My father greedily

kissed Xiaoying's stockinged thighs, his saliva wetting the stockings and leaving wet streaks.

Xiaoying held herself in a split position with one hand on her thigh and the other on the windowsill for balance,

while her father, oblivious to everything, selfishly indulged in Xiaoying's body.

Watching the two so close, witnessing their frenzied intercourse, the feeling was more real than ever before;

the scene before my eyes was visually overwhelming. I tried to suppress my racing heart and regulate

my breathing. I knew that if the bedroom were quiet, my heartbeat and breathing would be

heard. Thankfully, the sounds of my father and Xiaoying's intercourse, along with their moans and gasps, masked

everything. I instinctively clutched the curtain to cover one side of my body, because Xiaoying's

eyes were closed. If she opened them and regained consciousness, she might see me behind the curtain, given that she

was facing me and so close.

Looking at Xiaoying's face now, her brows furrowed slightly with excitement, her lower lip clenched tightly, those

familiar yet frantic moans—everything so familiar now seemed utterly foreign to me. And my father,

tonight he finally acted like a man in a sober state, taking advantage of Xiaoying again. Oh

no, not sober this time, after all, he was drunk, emboldened and aroused by alcohol.

Did it hurt? Of course, but wasn't all of this my own deliberate arrangement? If I didn't want to,

I could have simply told Xiaoying I wasn't going on the business trip, and that would have stopped it all. So I probably enjoyed this heart-wrenching, agonizing

feeling. After all, what I actually did couldn't deceive myself; the only thing I could deceive myself about was

my own unwillingness to admit it. Was it exciting? Definitely. My penis, hidden in my pants, was already

secreting pre-ejaculate from the urethral opening. I could feel my underwear was wet; it had probably already

seeped through underwear and outer pants, leaving a damp patch on my crotch. It's a pity I can't take out my own penis

to comfort it; it can only drool and linger in my crotch.

Watching my father and Xiaoying release their lust, while I suffer uncontrollably behind the

curtains , the contrast is indescribable. I can only slowly move my other hand, gently rubbing

my crotch, caressing my penis through my pants.

"Ah..." With a violent thrust from my father, Xiaoying let out a high-pitched moan.

No one , so the two of them were becoming increasingly unrestrained. I believe Xiaoying's moan, through

the open door, could travel far, far into the night. But this is a secluded paradise;

even if the moan were heard, it would be drowned out by the wind and the rushing river outside.

After the violent thrust, my father plunged his penis deep into Xiaoying's vagina, then remained

motionless . Had my father ejaculated? It had only been about five minutes since penetration. Given Xiaoying's

split position and the stimulation from the stockings, it was possible her father had ejaculated so quickly. But I was wrong. I observed

her scrotum and found that her penis hadn't contracted, and her expression indicated she hadn't ejaculated.

After stopping, her father retracted his hands and began to remove Xiaoying's remaining straps. However, Xiaoying's

hands were supporting her on the windowsill and her thighs, blocking everything. Her father gently pushed at Xiaoying's straps,

seemingly giving her a hint. Xiaoying didn't open her eyes, but instead retracted her hands, using the support of her father's deep penetration

to balance her body, and then stretched her arms upwards. What this posture meant was self-evident.

Her father excitedly followed Xiaoying's raised, outstretched arms, pulled off her straps, and then threw her onto

the bed.

After removing Xiaoying's straps, her arms remained straight, not lowered.

What was she going to do? Before I could figure it out, her father already understood. "Click..."

After removing Xiaoying's tank top, the father reached behind her with one hand, pinched the back clasp of her bra, and

gently , thus unhooking Xiaoying's bra. After countless intimate encounters with Xiaoying, the father could now

be considered "skilled at undressing."

After her father removed Xiaoying's tank top, Xiaoying remained in the same position, allowing him to remove her bra

. I didn't immediately understand, but her father did. It's said that the quickest way to enter a woman's heart is through her

vagina, and that's absolutely true. Were her father and Xiaoying now truly connected? Watching all this,

my jealousy intensified.

As her tank top and bra were removed, Xiaoying's 34D breasts were finally exposed,

firm and perfectly shaped, without any sagging. Her father didn't thrust again, nor did he immediately

touch Xiaoying's breasts. Instead, his eyes lingered excitedly on Xiaoying's breasts and stockings, his

excitement and infatuation growing stronger.

At this moment, Xiaoying's thighs began to tremble slightly. Perhaps she was tired of standing,

having already been in a "one-legged stance" for five or six minutes, and the intense intercourse had made her body weak. Her father sensed

this, and a hint of tenderness and heartache appeared in his eyes. He slowly lowered Xiaoying's raised

leg , and the splits disappeared. During this process, the father supported Xiaoying's upper body, then helped

her off the windowsill, straightening her body so she was facing him.

Xiaoying cooperated perfectly throughout, as her father's penis remained firmly inside her

vagina .

"Oh..." Xiaoying straightened her body, finally touching the ground with both feet. The instant her feet touched the ground, her father

thrust his entire body forward. Xiaoying, pressed against the window, now faced

me sideways. Through the curtains, I could clearly see the curves of her body: her perfectly proportioned

breasts , shapely hips, and defined S-curve.

Now, with her hips against the windowsill, facing her father, his chest pressed tightly against

her breasts, instantly flattening them. "Oh..." The father felt

the touch and couldn't help but let out a comfortable groan.

"Thump thump thump..." The father began to thrust, making love to Xiaoying standing face to face. This position

benefited from the length of the father's penis, just like when the two of them used to waltz while making love.

With the length of my penis, I could never do this position. Watching all this, I couldn't help but complain about the injustice of heaven.

Why didn't I, as the son, inherit my father's excellent genes in this area?

The father and Xiaoying's abdomens kept hitting each other. The father's hands were wrapped around Xiaoying's back and slender waist,

and he kept thrusting his hips forward hard. Xiaoying's hands were on the father's arms, but she didn't hug him.

Xiaoying still didn't open her eyes. Perhaps she was closing her eyes to feel this unparalleled sex, or perhaps she couldn't

face her father, or perhaps she was shy and didn't want her father to see her gaze and eyes. "Xiaoying, look at me... huff..." The father said

while thrusting, his hands stroking Xiaoying's buttocks and back .

He was already working very hard, but Xiaoying kept her eyes closed, making him feel a flaw in the otherwise flawless piece of

jade .

"Xiaoying, open your eyes and look at me, oh..." Upon hearing her father's first words, Xiaoying didn't

open her eyes. Her father, still thrusting forcefully, spoke again. This time, however, Xiaoying still

didn't open her eyes, biting her lower lip and shaking her hair, showing her refusal.

Seeing this, her father became slightly angry, a subtle ferocity flashing across his face. He

stopped thrusting, using one hand to lift one of Xiaoying's legs, putting her back in the one-legged position.

Seeing this position, I understood that in the previous position, due to the obstruction of their hips and abdomens,

while her father's penis could penetrate without slipping, it couldn't be fully inserted; at most, only half of it could be inserted.

It was quite a coincidence that the leg her father lifted was facing me. As Xiaoying's legs were

lifted, her vagina and her father's penis were once again revealed to me.

In the middle of her already flowing vagina, a hideous, python-like rod was inserted, covered in white, sticky vaginal fluid.

Half of it was inserted, stretching Xiaoying's vaginal opening into a circle perfectly matching the rod's diameter.

"Slap slap slap..." The father, holding one of Xiaoying's legs, began thrusting back and forth. This position

finally allowed him to insert most of his penis deep into Xiaoying's vagina, leaving only a small section outside. Xiaoying

's labia flipped in and out with each thrust, their vaginal fluids

dripping wetting their thighs and the ground. Slowly, Xiaoying's raised leg lifted,

hooking around her father's thigh, swaying back and forth with each thrust.

"Xiaoying, open your eyes, open your eyes and look at me, look at me..." The father stepped forward with one leg,

forming a horse stance, and frantically fucked Xiaoying, fast and fierce, making Xiaoying

scream repeatedly, her secreted vaginal fluid dripping down, seemingly endless.

"Ah...ha..." With a violent thrust from the father, for the first time, he plunged

his penis all the way in face to face, "plop..." The long-lost muffled sound rang out again, and Xiaoying let out an extremely high-pitched

moan. Her eyes opened wide, glanced at her father, then rolled back,

revealing , and at the same time, her body trembled violently, "whoosh..." From the point where the two were joined, a stream of

clear vaginal fluid spurted out, hitting the father's scrotum and pubic hair, one stream, two streams, three streams...

After spurting three times, the vaginal fluid finally stopped spurting out.

Under her father's vigorous thrusting, Xiaoying finally reached her first climax of the night, and even squirted.

Less than ten minutes had passed when, at the very last moment, Xiaoying wrapped her arms around her father's

back , pressing her full breasts tightly against his chest. Xiaoying's squirting seemed to be exclusive to her father;

in all their years of marriage, she had never squirted during sex with me.

"Ah..." Finally, Xiaoying recovered from the afterglow of her climax, lowering her head and

looking at her father with a dazed and weak gaze. A hint of vulnerability lingered in her eyes, evoking pity.

Her father held her close, gently stroking her back, comforting her and waiting for her climax to completely subside.

Watching their deep, affectionate gaze, seeing the love fluid flowing from Xiaoying, seeing

the two of them clinging tightly together, unwilling to part, I suddenly felt lost about the future...

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