Crossing Taboos - Happy Father's Day

Father's Day is approaching, and I'm mentally planning what gift to give my dad this year. Ever since I pretended to be my brother's girlfriend last time, the relationship between the three of us—my dad, my brother, and me—has undergone a subtle change.

Thinking about what happened in my brother's room last time, and how my dad... Thinking about this, my cheeks involuntarily flushed red again, and I quickly waved my hands over my face to try and cool down. Thinking about how Dad unleashed all his pent-up lust on me last time… it seems like Dad, who's been single for many years, also needs an outlet. But of course, he can't expect me to be his outlet again, right?

(Although the last experience made me… >///<, but ethics and morality absolutely forbid us!) At that moment, I suddenly thought of Ms. Xiaorou, a teacher a few years younger than Dad at school. Since her divorce, I've heard she hasn't had a boyfriend. Ms. Xiaorou isn't particularly beautiful, and she doesn't stand out in a crowd, but she's very gentle and understanding. Rumors have circulated at school that the PE teacher wanted to pursue her, but perhaps the setback of the divorce made her always reject suitors. At school, Ms. Xiaorou and I are very close. Sometimes we even joke around like sisters. Ms. Xiaorou also often joins us girls in group buying.

(If I were to have a stepmother, I would hope it would be Ms. Xiaorou. She would definitely treat me like a sister.) After figuring out how to find a "good wife" for my dad as a Father's Day gift for this year and every year thereafter, I started to put my plan into action. I would first invite Ms. Xiaorou to my house so that my dad and Ms. Xiaoquan could meet. First, I invited Ms. Xiaorou to my house, pretending that I needed her help with my thesis, and then we would go online to do group buying together. My teacher and I had just finished discussing our thesis, and we were happily browsing online looking for group-buying items when we heard the living room door open. Hearing heavy footsteps, I knew it must be my dad.

He'd see my shoes, and he'd definitely come to my room to say hello. Sure enough, a short while later, he knocked on my door: "Xin'er! You're back!" When I opened the door, my teacher quickly stood up to greet him. I immediately introduced Ms. Xiaorou, explaining that she was helping me with my thesis and would be visiting often. My dad politely nodded and asked if we had eaten. I shook my head, and he said he was going to buy some things, and would also buy some for my teacher, politely inviting her to have dinner with us. The teacher was about to refuse, but I quickly said, "Okay! Teacher Xiaorou, please stay and eat at our house!" (I knew the teacher ate alone at home too.)

The teacher couldn't refuse, so she had to stay and have dinner with us. Our family and the teacher ate our bento boxes together in the living room. It had been a long time since the four of us had sat down for dinner together. Seeing the exchange between my dad and the teacher's eyes, I knew, "I've got it!"

They liked each other. From then on, I often invited the teacher to our house for dinner, and the teacher started cooking dinner for us. Having a hostess finally made this house feel like a home. Ms. Xiaorou had promised to come to our house the day before Father's Day and would even prepare a sumptuous dinner for us. However, my younger brother suddenly announced that he was going out of town with his friends and wouldn't be home for dinner. On a whim, I pretended to go out to karaoke with my friends, giving my dad and Ms. Xiaorou a chance to be alone together.

I glanced at my watch; it was already past nine. The typhoon was gradually making landfall, and the wind was getting stronger. My friends had all gone home to avoid the typhoon and celebrate Father's Day. I wondered how Ms. Xiaorou and my dad were doing. Now, I could only go home to avoid the typhoon too.

I quietly opened the door when I got home, then silently closed it again. As soon as I closed the door, I saw a feast on the dining table. I secretly picked up a piece of food to taste, when I suddenly heard a faint moan. The sound seemed to be coming from my father's room. I tiptoed quietly to my father's room and found the door ajar. I knelt down and slowly crawled over, peering through the crack in the door. Unexpectedly, I saw Teacher Xiaorou sitting naked on my father's lap, twisting her waist and moaning: "Oh~~~ So good~~~ Hmm~~~ Your penis~~~ Oh~~~ So hard~~~ Hmm~~~ So thick~~~ Oh~~~" I watched in astonishment as Teacher Xiaorou used her vagina to grip and slide my father's thick, hard penis.

(So the gentle Teacher Xiaorou has such a lewd side in bed?) Teacher Xiaorou pressed against my father's chest muscles and swayed back and forth excitedly, moaning: "Oh~~~ I can't take it anymore~~~ Hmm~~~ I'm about to climax again~~~ Oh~~~" Then the teacher squeezed her legs together tightly around my father's waist, and her lower body trembled and convulsed.

(Again? Looks like this isn't the first time the teacher has climaxed!) After the teacher trembled and curled up on her father's body during her climax, her father pulled out his still-erect penis, then got up, hugged the teacher, and laid her flat on the bed. He then held his erect penis, which was covered in the teacher's vaginal fluid, and aimed it at the teacher's still slightly open vagina after her climax.

(Last time I didn't get a clear look at Dad's penis, I only knew it was very thick, but this time I finally saw that magnificent penis with my own eyes!)

Dad aimed his thick, hard penis at Teacher Xiaorou's honey hole, then his entire upper body pressed against her, and he opened his mouth to lick her erect nipples. Having just climaxed, Teacher Xiaorou sensitively let out a comfortable, lewd moan: Oh~~~ So good~~~ Mmm~~~ Dad's waist slowly sank down, and his hard penis slowly squeezed into Teacher Xiaorou's honey hole, that thick, hard... It felt like my penis was being sucked into the teacher's honey pot, sinking deep inside her in an instant. The teacher, with a satisfied expression, moaned: "Oh~~~ in again~~~ um~~~ yours is so thick~~~ oh~~~ so hard~~~ oh~~~" Watching my father's penis sink into the teacher's honey pot, witnessing the two genitals uniting so closely made my body incredibly hot. I unconsciously reached down and touched my genitals, only to realize when my fingers touched my underwear that it was already soaking wet.

My father licked the teacher's nipples while simultaneously kneading her soft, white breasts with one hand, his hips moving back and forth in a piston-like motion. At that moment, I suddenly realized that from the beginning until now, my father's penis hadn't been fully inserted into the teacher's honey pot. (Could it be that the teacher's honeypot couldn't swallow Dad's thick, long penis completely?)

The teacher couldn't stand Dad's teasing and thrusting, and she moaned near climax: Oh~~~ This won't do~~~ Hmm~~~ I'm going to climax again~~~ Oh~~~ You're so strong~~~ Hmm~~~ I can't ejaculate~~~ Oh~~~ The teacher, nearing climax, raised her hips to meet Dad's thrusting, moaning incessantly, while Dad continued thrusting at his own pace.

(At this moment, my two fingers were completely inserted into my own vagina, constantly fiddling with them.)

The teacher finally couldn't take it anymore, frowning as she tightly hugged Dad's head with both hands, her body convulsing and trembling as if she were about to climax again. (Looking at the teacher's satisfied expression as she climaxed repeatedly, I felt a strange pang of jealousy.) I thought to myself, "Why am I jealous? Do I wish I were the one in bed right now???"

I quickly shook my head to remind myself, "Xin'er! What are you thinking! That's your own father! Last time was an accident, how could I... No! Absolutely not!!!"

I shook my head violently, losing my balance and leaning forward towards the door. I instinctively reached out my wet hand from inside my vagina to grab it, and the door was pushed open. As soon

as the door was fully open, my father turned to look at me, while Teacher Xiaorou, still convulsing with her eyes closed from her climax, didn't notice me. My eyes met my father's for a few seconds, and I quickly and awkwardly pulled the door shut behind me. I quietly walked back to my room, closed the door, and lay down on my bed. The thought of my father's penis inside another woman and our eye contact made me incredibly embarrassed, but my mind kept replaying the image of his thick, hard penis inside Teacher Xiaorou's vagina. My body was burning with desire, so I squeezed my legs tightly around another pillow, and, imagining my father and Teacher Xiaorou making love, I drifted off to sleep, excitedly and comfortably.

I don't know how long I slept, but suddenly I felt someone sitting beside me on the bed, stroking my long hair. That gentle, familiar touch—it must be my father!

I kept my eyes closed and pretended to be asleep. As he stroked my hair, he said softly, "You and Xiaodong are both my precious children. Before you and Mommy accept Xiaorou, Daddy won't marry her..." There

was a faint smell of alcohol in the air. So Daddy had had a little to drink. No wonder he was being a bit sentimental today. His voice was full of love for me and my brother. After he finished speaking, he gently tucked me in and quietly left, closing the door behind him. Only after Daddy closed the door did I dare open my eyes. By then, my eyes were already brimming with tears.

(I know Dad is willing to be alone for our sake, and he still loves Mom deeply.)

My mind is a mess right now. I'm tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep. Looking at the family photo of the four of us on the table, an idea suddenly flashed through my mind. I got up and rummaged through the closet, finding some clothes Mom used to wear. I put on her clothes and skirt, then took her favorite hair tie and tied my hair in a ponytail like she does, before spraying on her favorite perfume. I stood proudly in front of the mirror, admiring my appearance. No wonder my relatives always said I looked exactly like my mother when she was young; we really do look so alike now!

I quietly went to the living room and noticed that Ms. Xiaorou's shoes were gone. Sure enough, because of the approaching typhoon, Ms. Xiaorou had gone home early. I quietly opened the door and went into my father's room. Once inside, I sat on the bed like my father and gently stroked his hair, mimicking my mother's movements. I touched him once, but he didn't move, so I continued stroking, hoping to wake him up from his half-drunk, half-awake state.

My little hand gently touched my father's cheek, but he still didn't respond. I had no choice but to continue downwards, my fingertips lightly gliding across his neck, and then slipping under the covers. When my little hand reached under the covers to touch my father's chest, I realized that he wasn't wearing any clothes! My little hand touched his firm pectoral muscles directly. (I never imagined that my father's pectoral muscles could still be so firm and strong at his age!) I gently pinched my father's nipples with my fingers, trying to wake him up, but I didn't expect that my father, who had been drinking, would be so difficult to wake. My little hand had no choice but to continue downwards under the covers, and suddenly I felt a series of raised bumps. (I never imagined Dad had abs!!!)

Touching his body with my hand, I could feel his strong frame under the blanket. Stroking his muscular body made me feel warm all over. (I actually had an urge to throw off the blanket.) As I reached deeper and deeper into the blanket, I suddenly felt a distinct indentation. Could this be the so-called "V-line"? And did it mean that Dad was completely naked under the blanket? My body was burning with heat, and my curiosity drove my hand slowly downwards. I just wanted to touch Dad's penis and see if it was really that thick and hard in my hand. Just as I shyly touched Dad's pubic hair, Dad suddenly opened his eyes and stared at me. I was so frightened that I immediately stopped what I was doing and stared blankly at Dad.

After Dad turned on the light, he squinted at me, half-drunk and half-awake, while my fingers still touched his pubic hair inside the blanket. Dad suddenly spoke: Ting? (That's Mom's name). Although it was a little different from what I had imagined, my original plan was to touch Dad's hair to wake him up, and then pretend to be Mom and talk to him while he was still drunk. But now my hand was placed a little too low... I quickly reached out and touched Dad's cheek, gently calling him in Mom's tone: Rong... Dad looked at me in disbelief. After a moment of stunned silence, he suddenly hugged me tightly, and then sobbed in my arms, saying: Ting... I had a very long nightmare, in which you abandoned me and left.

(I was terrified to see my dad cry, having never done it before!) I mimicked my mom's gestures and tone, stroking my dad's head and saying, "Rong, how could I bear to leave you?" My dad continued to snuggle in my arms like a child, saying, "We even had two more children! My sister is called Xin'er, and she's as pretty as you, and my brother is called Xiao Dong, and he's as handsome as me!" I held my dad's head gently and asked, "Do you like them?" My dad nodded vigorously like a child. I said softly, "Rong, if I'm not here anymore, I don't want to see you all alone. You must find someone else to be with you quickly, and I won't blame you."

Dad hugged me tighter and said, "I only want you and our child. Let's have a baby!" I was surprised and said, "Huh?" Dad suddenly grabbed my head and pressed his lips to mine, kissing me. I was terrified and didn't know what to do. Should I push Dad away? While my mind was still processing this, Dad's tongue pushed my lips apart and went into my mouth. He started French kissing me. This wasn't a simple kiss between father and daughter! My sense of morality and guilt made me want to escape Dad's French kiss, but Dad's hands held me tightly, leaving me no way to escape. And Dad's French kiss was gradually starting to feel good.

(So my brother's kissing skills are inherited from Dad!)

Dad's French kiss gradually made my heart sink. In the end, I could only think that it was just a simple French kiss, and that I was now in Mom's place. Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly realized that Dad's hand had already reached inside my clothes and taken off my bra! I reached out and pushed Dad's arm, but Dad's tongue skills made me feel numb and powerless. I didn't expect that after Dad quickly took off my upper body, he would directly touch my underwear. I quickly covered my underwear with my hands. Unexpectedly, Dad suddenly pulled back his blanket and pounced on me on the bed. He grabbed both my hands with one hand and skillfully pulled off my skirt and underwear with the other. Then, he spread my legs wide with his thighs. Dad's practiced movements combined with his kissing skills left me completely defenseless and drawn in. When Dad's hot penis touched the inside of my thighs, I was so shocked that I pushed Dad's body upwards with all my might, and Dad's tongue finally left my lips.

My face flushed red as my dad kissed me, and I covered my chest with my hands, pouting and saying, "Wait a minute..." (I was internally trying to think of an excuse to refuse). Suddenly, my dad smiled and said, "I know..." (Know? What did he mean? I was completely confused.) Then, my dad got up naked and left my body. I thought he was going to take a shower and wash himself clean, so I shyly covered my private parts with my hands.

After getting up, my dad went to the wardrobe, opened it, and took out a box. (I remember my parents never allowed us to touch that box; when we were little, my brother and I thought it contained our toys.)

My dad opened the box, and inside was a bunch of sex toys: handcuffs, leg irons, collars, a bunch of nylon ropes, vibrators, and all sorts of SM items. Dad first took a ball and walked up to me. Then, he gently put the ball into my mouth, my mouth filled with his saliva. I just sat there on the bed, bewildered, watching him.

(So Mom and Dad have this kind of fetish in bed!!!) Then Dad picked up handcuffs and pulled my hands behind my back, leaving me completely naked in front of him. I frantically twisted my arms, trying to break free. My father approached me with a nylon rope in his hand, and I thought to myself, "Does Dad have sadistic tendencies? And does Mom have submissive tendencies? No wonder I saw rope marks on Mom's body before!"

As the nylon rope slowly tightened and dug into my skin, I snapped out of my daze in shock and tried to stop my father, but with my mouth gagged, I could only make "Ugh... Ugh..." sounds. My father skillfully bound my naked body so tightly that I couldn't move, and my legs were bound in an M-shape, exposing my vulva in a very shameful position. As the rope tightened more and more, my heart beat faster and faster, and my vulva slowly became wet. (I don't know if it's because I inherited my mother's genes, but because my body was bound and I had no control over it, my body suddenly felt hot and excited.)

My father tightened the rope behind my back, the nylon rope digging firmly into my skin. Completely unable to move, I let out an excited moan: "Ugh..." After binding me, my father stood beside the bed, admiring my bound body. Shamefully exposing my increasingly wet vulva to his gaze, I opened my mouth in shame, wanting him to untie the rope, but the ball plug prevented me from making any more muffled growls. Saliva dripped from the ball plug, running down my chin and onto my body. The saliva and the vaginal fluid completely soaked the sheets beneath me. Completely immobilized, I could only look at my father with a shy expression.

(No! Being tied up like this makes my body hotter and hotter, and more and more excited...) Dad excitedly said: Wife, how come your tender hole is already so wet just from being tied up today? I looked at Dad shyly, not knowing how to answer, but I could feel that my hole was really wet. Being tied up like this actually made me slowly feel a kind of inexplicable pleasure.

(Inwardly praying for the ropes binding me to be untied, I felt myself becoming increasingly strange!) Suddenly, Dad knelt between my legs, then placed his fingers beside my labia, spreading my already wet vulva open. He then directly licked the nectar from my vulva with his warm tongue. The sight of my vulva being spread open and licked by my own father made me shy and want to escape. But when I tried to move, I realized I couldn't move at all. All I could do was moan uncontrollably as Dad licked me: "Ugh... Ugh..." (I opened my mouth to tell Dad to stop, but my mouth...) (I could only make whimpering sounds) My father's tongue was coated with my slippery, lustful fluid, and he kept teasing my swollen, engorged little bean. Being tied up made my erogenous zones extremely sensitive, and this licking made me moan and beg for mercy: "Waaaaah~~~ Waaaah~~~ (Don't lick me like that~~~ I can't take it~~~)" My body was being controlled by my father, and the feeling of the nylon rope digging into my skin, along with the shame of immorality, all these factors made my body so excited that my heart was pounding. My father licked my vulva for a short time, and my body was so excited that I reached orgasm.

My dad licked my pussy until my whole body went numb and I reached orgasm. My trembling lower body was so sensitive that I wanted to escape, but my whole body was fixed in place and I couldn't escape at all. My dad kept sucking the lustful fluid secreted by my orgasm. I twisted my hips and begged for mercy: "Waaaaah... I'm orgasming... Don't lick anymore... Oh... I'm so sensitive..." My dad kept licking until my whole body started to tremble before he finally stopped. My dad's mouth was full of my lustful fluid and he laughed and said: "Wife, why are you so sensitive today? You came so quickly?" This was the first time I had been tied up in SM, and the person who tied me up was my own father. This immoral shock made me so ashamed that I came to orgasm.

(I just wanted to pretend to be a mother to persuade my father to accept Teacher Xiaorou, but I didn't expect it to turn into a forbidden SM relationship with my father.) My father suddenly picked me up and carried me to a horizontal bar with four hooks already placed on it. My father lifted me up and hooked the nylon ropes on my back and hands. Then he hooked the other two hooks on my legs, and I was hanging in the air with my legs spread apart.

(When I was little, I always thought it was for my dad to use for exercise, but now I finally know its real purpose.) There was a large mirror directly in front of the horizontal bar. Through the mirror, I saw myself suspended in the air in a very lewd position. My cheeks were flushed with shyness because I had just had an orgasm, and my breasts were more prominent because of the nylon rope binding them. My lower body was suspended in mid-air with my legs wide open in an M shape. I could clearly see the nectar from my vagina mixed with my dad's saliva slowly dripping down. My body weight was supported only by four hooks holding me up with nylon ropes. As my weight moved downwards, the nylon ropes tightened upwards, digging deeper into my skin. The shame I felt, combined with the pressure on my body, actually made me feel increasingly excited. Suddenly, Dad stood behind me, wrapped one arm around my waist, and placed a vibrating massager directly on my swollen, engorged penis. As he turned it on, tingling electric currents shot through my penis, and I immediately cried out in pleasure: "Ugh... Ugh... (Oh... so numb... um...)"

The more excited I writhed, the deeper the nylon ropes dug into my skin. The constant contractions and pressure, combined with the direct stimulation of my penis, quickly brought me to orgasm, crying out: "Ugh... Ugh... (Oh... I can't take it anymore... um... again...)" (I'm climaxing~~~ Oh~~~) In the mirror, I'm frowning, my body trembling and climaxing as I hang in the air. But the vibrating dildo on my penis keeps vibrating rapidly, making my engorged penis throb. I'm so numb all over that I'm begging and moaning: Ugh~~~ Ugh~~~ (Oh~~~ Stop~~~ Hmm~~~ This will make me~~~ Oh~~~ pee...)

In the throes of my climax, I suddenly hear the sound of water dripping from the floor. I'm surprised to see my vagina gushing out like a fountain in the mirror. I couldn't take it anymore and I've already squirted. The dildo above my vagina and my dad's hand are both covered in my fluids.

Being bound seemed to amplify the pleasure in my erogenous zones, instantly triggering a series of orgasms, and I was so excited that I uncontrollably squirted all over the floor.

After I squirted all over the floor, my father removed the wet vibrating dildo from my penis. By then, my cheeks were flushed and covered in sweat, and my bound, naked body was trembling and sweating profusely as I hung in the air. After being bound by nylon rope for a long time, I gradually felt my body going numb. Suddenly, I felt a hot, throbbing penis pressed against my vaginal opening. (It turns out that while other parts of my body have lost sensation, the sensation in my erogenous zones is doubled!)

I looked in the mirror and realized that my dad was standing behind me, and there was a thick glans protruding from my crotch. It turned out that the height my dad had hoisted me up was just enough so that my vagina was hanging at the same height as his crotch. (My dad's genitals were directly touching my genitals!) My dad was standing behind me, holding my waist, and thrusting back and forth. My wet and sensitive clitoris was being rubbed by my dad's hot penis until it was burning hot, and his thick, hard glans was constantly bumping against the little bean sprout at the entrance of my vagina. The thick, hard glans kept sliding outside my vaginal opening. I screamed nervously in my heart, "Dad...no...don't put it in...I'm not Mom...I'm your daughter Xin'er..."

My wet clitoris rubbed against my father's thick, hard penis, making a "splish-splish" sound. The pleasure from my lower body kept reaching my brain. The walls of my vagina were so excited that they kept secreting nectar. My mouth was also so excited that it kept secreting saliva. (Oh no! This sex-like action is making me feel incredibly good down there, the pleasure is making me gradually succumb...) My saliva keeps dripping from the corners of my mouth onto my chest, and the juices inside my vagina are soaking my dad's thick, hard penis. Hanging there, unable to move, I can only blush and shyly look at the obscene scene reflected in the mirror.

(Oh my god! Being suspended in mid-air and having a penis thrusting in and out of my vagina is so lewd, and I'm actually getting incredibly excited!) The increasingly wet vagina seems to be making my dad more and more excited. He's moving his hips faster and faster. My whole body is numb and numb, but I can only clearly feel my clitoris and nipples being rubbed. This sexual pleasure makes my nipples so excited that they stand up.

(No…stop this dangerous thrusting…the head of his penis will slip inside…) Just then, Dad suddenly grabbed my breasts from behind with both hands, pinching my erect nipples with his fingers. This stimulation rapidly doubled the pleasure in my body. I trembled and moaned as if I were being electrocuted: Ugh~~~ Ugh~~~ (Oh~~~ Don’t pinch~~~ Hmm~~~ It’s so sensitive~~~ Oh~~~) Dad noticed that my whole body was trembling as if I was about to climax again, so he tightly pinched my nipples with both hands, and then quickly twisted his waist, rubbing his penis against the entrance of my vagina, like a violent slam into my buttocks before ejaculation. (No…if this continues, I won’t be able to think, I’m about to climax again…)

The sexual pleasure of being bound, combined with the sensation of real sex being thrust into me, sent a tingling, ecstatic climax through my body, causing me to moan: "Ugh... Ugh... (Oh... No... Mmm... I'm climaxing... Oh...)" My father sensed I had reached the peak of my orgasm. I was frowning, breathing heavily, saliva uncontrollably dripping from the ball plug, soaking my entire body. My body was convulsing and spasming. My father felt I was about to faint, so he quickly stopped thrusting. (The constraints of morality combined with the pleasure of SM were rapidly draining my mind and body.) After a while, the convulsions subsided... The sensation gradually subsided, but then came the numb feeling of being bound by nylon ropes.

Dad noticed I had calmed down a bit, and suddenly placed his hands on my buttocks, then spread my vaginal opening wide. I thought Dad was going to lick my vaginal opening from behind. Suddenly, I felt a large, hot head pressing against my vaginal opening. I was startled and quickly looked down, only to see Dad half-squatting, holding his penis and aiming it at my vaginal opening. I screamed nervously: "Waaaaah! Dad! No! I'm Xin'er! You can't put it in!"

Dad slowly pushed upwards at an angle, the large glans slowly forcing open my vaginal opening. No matter how hard I clenched my vaginal opening, the thick, hard glans kept forcing it open. (No! Daddy really wants to put his penis inside me!) Just as my vaginal opening was stretched to its limit, Daddy's thick glans suddenly slid into my vagina, completely blocking the opening. As Daddy inserted his penis further into my vagina, the air inside was squeezed out by the thick, hard penis, making a "plop...plop" sound. Daddy's thick, hard penis stretched the inner walls of my vagina, and I couldn't help but moan: Ugh~~~ Ugh~~~ (Oh~~) (No, please put it in... Mmm... So big... Oh...)

After Dad inserted half of his penis into my vagina, he grabbed my buttocks with both hands and pulled his penis back, withdrawing it. As the glans was pulled out, the penis still clung tightly to the entrance of my vagina, making a "pop" sound before being pulled out. (My vagina made such an embarrassing sound from Dad's penis thrusting in and out; I was so ashamed I wanted to cover my face with my hands.)

Dad didn't give my vagina any chance to retract, and then forced all the air and his thick, hard penis into my vagina, pushing the entrance of my vagina again until it made a "pop" sound. The sound of "plop...plop" filled the air. My father repeatedly played with my vagina with his thick, hard penis. The sounds my vagina made filled me with shame, but the scraping sensation inside deepened the pleasure. (Don't play with my vagina like that anymore, I can't take it...) After several slow, deep thrusts, half-inserting his penis in and out, I finally couldn't take it anymore and clamped my vagina around the half-inserted penis, letting out a moan of orgasm: "Ugh...ugh... (Oh...I can't take it anymore...uh...I can't take it anymore...oh...)"

The constant orgasms at the peak of pleasure drained my energy rapidly. I was completely... I hung there, limp and exhausted, barely trembling even at the peak of my climax. My father sensed I was about to collapse, so he quickly pulled out his penis and gently laid my trembling body on the bed. He then removed the handcuffs from my back and the gag from my mouth so I could breathe.

Finally, I was free from that place where I had been suspended in mid-air, held only by a rope . The tightness of the ropes binding me, and the fact that my hands were finally free, made my body relax a lot. But what I did next startled my father... I actually pounced on the edge of the bed like a cat, then reached out and grabbed my father's thick, hard penis. Then, like a little kitten, I eagerly licked the penis that was covered in my cum.

(My sexual desire was completely ignited; all sense of morality and ethics had crumbled. All I wanted now was to satisfy the unstoppable sexual pleasure within me!) My father was startled by my actions, but soon after, he excitedly stroked my head and said, "I thought you couldn't hold on any longer. I let go of your hands to let you rest, but you immediately crawled over and started sucking my cock. Is it that delicious?" Although my father's cock was very thick, I, in my thirst, had already taken half of it into my mouth. I held the back half of the cock with both hands, and with the front half in my mouth, I shyly looked up at my father and nodded slightly. My father stroked my hair like he was stroking a kitten and said, "Slowly..." Come on, no one's going to take it from you! I kept trying to put Dad's whole penis in my mouth, but it was so long and thick, and the glans was huge!

The hard glans pressed against my throat, making me nauseous and tears streamed down my face, but I still greedily wanted to take it all in. Dad watched me struggling to put his penis in my mouth with tears in my eyes, and he pulled it out of my mouth with a pained look. He looked at me and said, "If you can't put it all in your mouth, then use your penis!" Dad gently pushed me down onto the bed, my legs still bound in an M-shape with nylon rope. Except for my hands, which had regained feeling, the rest of my body was still numb. I felt a sensation, but I could clearly feel my vaginal opening was wet and burning hot. Dad then climbed on top of me and kissed my lips directly. I instinctively grabbed his head with both hands and started French kissing him, excitedly sucking on the saliva on his tongue. (We felt like newlyweds on our honeymoon.)

Suddenly, I felt Dad's hands on my bound, protruding breasts. He then rubbed my erect nipples with his palms. His kissing skills, combined with his large hands pinching and teasing my erogenous zones, made me moan excitedly: "Oh…so good…my whole body is numb except for my erogenous zones, so the pleasure…" The sensation was particularly intense. As I focused on rubbing my sensitive nipples, I suddenly felt a hot glans pressing against my vaginal opening. Due to the angle, the glans, despite its forceful thrust, slid upwards from my wet opening.

The hard glans slid upwards from my vaginal opening and then collided with my other erogenous zone, causing me to moan sensitively: "Oh~~~" Daddy was kissing me while rubbing my breasts with his hands, and his lower body was constantly pressing the glans against my vaginal opening. However, due to the angle and the fact that my vaginal opening was extremely wet, the hard glans could not penetrate my vagina in the middle.

(The impact made my vagina unbearably itchy; I desperately wanted that thick, hard glans to be inside me. I was anxious and uncomfortable.) Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I reached down and grabbed my father's penis, aiming it at my vaginal opening. Then, my father thrust forward forcefully, and the thick, hard glans slammed directly into my vagina. The sensation of the hard glans penetrating my vagina made me scream out loudly: Oh~~~ It's in~~~ Mmm~~~ So big! Oh! The intense pleasure made me excitedly hug my father's head tightly and kiss him passionately. His penis thrust deeper and deeper with each stroke, gradually filling the walls of my vagina, the folds of flesh inside tingling and numbing from the glans.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp impact deep inside, a surge of pleasure coursing through my body like an electric current. His glans had touched my cervix, sending me into an instant, tingling climax. Chao cried out in a wanton moan: Oh~~~ all the way in~~~ um~~~ no~~~ oh~~~ I'm coming~~~ um~~~ My pussy contracted tightly, gripping the thick, hard penis inside, my body trembling with climax. I held my father's head tightly with both hands, frantically kissing him. Suddenly, my father grabbed the rope behind my back and lifted me up, then stood on the floor, holding the rope around me, and continued thrusting. Being used by my father like a train... As we continued our thrusting, I felt my father's penis penetrate even deeper, reaching my cervix with each stroke. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and pulled away from his lips, throwing my head back and moaning: "Oh~~~ So long~~~ Mmm~~~ It's so deep~~~ Oh~~~ I just climaxed, and now this intense thrusting, the tingling pleasure throughout my body, brought me to another climax. I couldn't resist arching my back, moaning: "Oh~~~ No~~~ Mmm~~~ I'm coming again~~~ Oh~~~"

Dad sensed that I had reached another climax, and that my vagina was tightly gripping his penis and contracting repeatedly. He gently placed me on the bed, then turned me over so that my buttocks were raised and I was lying face down on the bed. My vaginal opening, which was still contracting from the climax, was slightly open, as if breathing, facing Dad behind me. I thought Dad would let me rest after the series of orgasms, but unexpectedly, I felt a pair of hands on my buttocks, and the next second there was a "plop" sound. Dad's penis was hard again and thrust into my slightly open vagina from behind. My vagina, which was incredibly sensitive from the series of orgasms, was completely filled by his penis again. I moaned lasciviously: Oh~~~ from behind~~~ um~~~ so deep~~~ oh~~~ Dad grabbed the rope on my buttocks and then started to swing me back and forth like riding a horse. Dad's hard penis kept thrusting in and out of my vagina. My upper body was lying on the bed, gripping the sheets tightly, while my lower body was being pulled by Dad's rope and thrust in and out. I lay on my side on the pillow. Drooling and moaning incessantly: Oh~~~ like this~~~ um~~~ I can't take it~~~ Oh~~~ no~~~ um~~~ I keep having orgasms~~~ Oh~~~

Dad grabbed the ropes binding me and kept thrusting in and out, while my whole body convulsed from orgasms. The continuous orgasms were almost too much for my body to handle. I felt numb all over and begged and moaned as if I was about to faint: Oh~~~ stop~~~ um~~~ I'll die like this~~~ Oh~~~ Dad realized that I seemed to be about to faint, so he quickly loosened his grip on the ropes. I collapsed forward onto the bed, drooling and panting, my body still convulsing and trembling uncontrollably. Seeing me trembling uncontrollably, Dad was worried and quickly untied all the nylon ropes binding me.

With the ropes free, my blood began to flow smoothly. Combined with the recent orgasm, my cheeks were flushed and dripping with sweat. The long period of binding left pink marks all over my body, making my already fair skin appear even more rosy. Now, completely naked, I lay panting on the bed. Besides the crisscrossing pink marks, I could feel hot sweat constantly sliding down my back. I weakly lay on the bed, letting my body gradually calm down.

Suddenly, Dad leaned over my back and gently licked the marks on my shoulders with the tip of his tongue, while his other hand lightly stroked the marks on my back. Dad's gentle actions made me feel incredibly comfortable. As Dad lay on my back stroking me, I could feel not only his hot body but also his still hot and hard penis pressing against my buttocks.

My father's gentle licking and caresses gradually made me want him to enter my body again. I raised my buttocks and turned my head shyly to my father behind me, whispering sweetly, "I want more..." Hearing my words, my father excitedly guided his penis and slowly pressed it into my buttocks. His penis slowly squeezed into my vagina. This gentle insertion made me let out a soft moan: "Oh..." My father licked my back while slowly thrusting in and out. This gentle movement was not as intense and stimulating as before, but it made me feel so good that I kept letting out seductive moans: "Oh... um... oh..." The slow insertion made me feel the thick, hard, fragrant... The sensation of the mushroom umbrella scraping against the inner walls of my vagina, this tingling feeling kept me on the verge of orgasm. I comfortably arched my buttocks, enjoying the gentle thrusting as my vagina was being penetrated, panting softly:

Oh... this feels so good... um... I no longer cared about the father-daughter relationship. Now I just wanted to be my father's woman, to stay in bed like a little woman, enjoying the feeling of being loved by a man, enjoying the blissful satisfaction of a man conquering my body... This gentle thrusting made the desire inside me build up continuously. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore, got up, turned around, pushed my father down on the bed, and then straddled him.

With one hand, I guided my father's thick, hard penis towards my vagina, while the other hand pressed against his chest to keep him still. I shyly bit my lip, staring down at him, and then slowly lowered my hips… I sat down on him, and his thick, hard penis was instantly sucked into my wet vagina. As I tried to straddle him, I suddenly felt the tip of his penis unexpectedly hit my cervix. I winced and cried out: "Oh~~~" Only then did I realize that my father's penis was already at its peak of arousal; it had not only become thicker but also longer, reaching my… My vagina couldn't accommodate the entire length of his penis! Unable to

fully insert my father's penis, I had to sit forward a bit so that his penis just touched my cervix. Then, I placed my hands on his pectoral muscles for support and began to twist my vagina around his penis in a very lewd position, releasing the pleasure within my body. I moaned lewdly: Oh~~~ So comfortable~~~ Hmm~~~ Keep pushing~~~ Oh~~~ Cervix~~~ Hmm~~~ Unexpectedly, my father, who had been thrusting without any intention of ejaculating, suddenly placed his hands on my buttocks, then spread my vagina wider, and began to excitedly thrust his penis upwards into my vagina.

I could control the length of the penis inside my vagina, just reaching the cervix, by twisting it myself. But suddenly, my father, who had started thrusting intensely, began to penetrate deeper and deeper. The force of his thick, hard glans hitting my cervix grew stronger and stronger. The pain and tingling pleasure were unbearable, and I let go of his arms, clinging to him and moaning: "Oh~~~ like this~~~ um~~~ too deep~~~ oh~~~

Daddy seemed to be saying..." I felt like I was about to explode. He grabbed my buttocks and kept trying to thrust his entire penis into my vagina. The head of his penis kept hitting my cervix, making me feel both pain and numbness, like electric currents running through my body. This kind of pleasure was unbearable. I frowned, pinched my breasts, and screamed wildly: Oh~~~ It's so deep~~~ Mmm~~~ My uterus is going to hurt~~~ Oh~~~ It's being broken~~~ Mmm~~~

At this moment... My father, like a wild beast, had lost control, grabbing my buttocks and thrusting violently. His hands pressed my buttocks down repeatedly, as if he wanted to insert his entire penis into my vagina. With each violent thrust, his penis gradually pushed into my vagina, a tingling, electric-like pleasure making my vagina slowly go numb. I tightly pinched my nipples, falling into a frenzy of orgasm. She moaned: Oh~~~ I can't take it anymore~~~ Hmm~~~ My uterus is going to break~~~ Oh~~~ I'm going crazy~~~ Hmm~~~ Daddy's several forceful thrusts made me feel like his entire penis had been pushed into my vagina. I gripped my breasts tightly with one hand and placed the other on my lower abdomen, feeling the impact on my uterus. My palm could clearly feel the impact force of the thick, hard glans hitting the cervix.

Just as I felt my cervix being forced open, I finally couldn't take it anymore and experienced an unprecedented orgasm. My vagina contracted rapidly, gripping my father's entire penis. I arched my back, drooling and moaning: "Oh~~~ I'm orgasming~~~ Oh~~~" At that moment, I suddenly felt my father's entire penis inside my orgasmic, contracting vagina, trembling violently. My palm was pressed on my lower abdomen above my cervix, which was a little sore from the glans hitting it, and I could clearly feel my slightly protruding lower body trembling. (Dad ejaculated too?!)

As my uterus gradually became hot and swollen, I was finally certain that Dad had inserted his entire penis into my vagina. Unable to bear it any longer, my vagina erupted, the tip of his glans continuously shooting hot, thick semen into my opened cervix. I convulsed and trembled on top of Dad, convulsing with orgasm. Now, I wasn't worried about getting pregnant; instead, I kept contracting my vagina, trying to draw all the semen from his penis into my uterus. The feeling of my uterus slowly filling up, as my hand pressed against my lower abdomen, gave me a sense of satisfaction. The raging wind and rain outside seemed to gradually subside after our passionate lovemaking reached its climax. Although we weren't rained on while hiding indoors, my father and I were drenched in sweat. With

my uterus filled with semen and the continuous orgasms, I was finally exhausted and collapsed onto my father, a satisfied expression on my face, and fell asleep comfortably. When I woke up, the sun was shining after the rain. Coming to my senses, I realized I was straddling my dad, naked! (Oh my god! Did I fall asleep on him yesterday, so caught up in my orgasm?)

I quickly and shyly climbed down, afraid of waking him. If he woke up, should I continue pretending to be my mom?

"Will we have to have another passionate morning workout?" The thought of making love with my dad made my cheeks even hotter and redder. While my dad was still fast asleep and snoring, I quickly tidied up the room and put it back in its place. When I looked up at the hook that had hung me in mid-air yesterday while holding the nylon rope, I suddenly remembered the intense scene of my dad binding me and thrusting into me yesterday.

(No! This kind of immoral and taboo sex can only happen once, there can't be a next time...) After tidying up, I quickly went back to my room to take a shower. While showering, I planned to make breakfast as a Father's Day feast. After showering and drying my hair, I tied it into a ponytail with a hair tie and went to the kitchen to start making breakfast. Perhaps it was the aroma of breakfast, but as I turned my back to the table to pour my drink, Dad suddenly stood beside the table and called out to my back:

"Wife!" Hearing Dad call me "wife" startled me. I suddenly wondered if Dad had seen Mom's hair tie in my ponytail. I quickly turned back, pretending not to hear, and said to Dad: "Dad, you're awake?" Dad saw my face and heard me call him "Dad," and after a moment of surprise, he said: "Xin'er?" I smiled at Dad while pouring my drink and said: "Yes! What's wrong?" Dad pulled out a chair and sat down at the table, then said with a dejected look: "I dreamt about your mother last night." I

placed the poured drink on the table and said to Dad: "Dad, it's rare that you still miss Mom." Dad picked up his drink, took a sip, and then smiled and said: "Your mother and you are the only ones Dad cares about." Touched by my father's words, I suddenly felt something flowing out of my vagina. I was startled and squeezed my thighs together, letting out a cry: "Ah!" My father looked at me anxiously and asked, "What's wrong?"

I quickly shook my head and said, "Nothing, I think I just saw a cockroach crawling by." I thought to myself, "Is Dad's semen too thick? Or did he ejaculate too deep inside? Why is there still semen flowing out?"

My underwear was soaked with Dad's semen, feeling wet and slippery. Thinking that my vagina was still full of Dad's semen, my cheeks unconsciously flushed red again. Dad looked at me suspiciously, so I quickly changed the subject and said to him, "Dad, actually, my brother and I can accept Teacher Xiaorou, and I believe Mom will accept her too!" Dad looked at me in surprise and said, "Really?" I smiled and nodded, "Yes!" Dad looked uneasy and said, "I still..." I suddenly bent down and kissed Dad on the cheek, then made a cheering gesture and smiled at him, saying, "Don't worry! Good luck! And... Dad, Happy Father's Day!"

Father's Day is coming soon, and I'm thinking about what gift to give Dad this year. Ever since I pretended to be my brother's girlfriend last time, the relationship between the three of us—Dad, my brother, and me—has undergone a subtle change.

Thinking about what happened to me in my brother's room last time, my cheeks flushed involuntarily. I quickly waved my hands over my face to try and cool them down. I remembered how my father seemed to unleash all his pent-up lust on me last time… My father, who has been single for many years, probably needs an outlet, but of course, he can't expect me to be his outlet again, right?

(Although the last experience made me… >///<, but ethics and morality absolutely forbid us!) At that moment, I suddenly thought of Ms. Xiaorou, a teacher at school who is a few years younger than her father. I heard that Ms. Xiaorou hasn't had a boyfriend since her divorce. Ms. Xiaorou isn't particularly striking in appearance, nor does she stand out in a crowd. However, she has a very gentle and understanding personality, which led to rumors at school that a PE teacher wanted to pursue her. But perhaps due to the setback of her divorce, Ms. Xiaorou always kept her suitors at arm's length. Ms. Xiaorou and I were very close at school, and we would sometimes joke around like sisters. Ms. Xiaorou would also often join us girls in group shopping trips.

(If I were to have a stepmother, I would hope that Ms. Xiaorou would be my stepmother; she would definitely treat me like a sister.) After figuring out how to find a "good wife" for my father as a Father's Day gift for this year and every year thereafter, I began to put my plan into action. I would first invite Ms. Xiaorou to my house so that my father and Mr. Xiaoquan could meet. First, I invited Ms. Xiaorou to my house, pretending that I needed her help with my thesis, and also to do some online group buying together. We had just finished discussing the thesis and were happily browsing the web searching for items when I heard the front door open. Hearing heavy footsteps, I knew it must be my dad.

He'd see my shoes and come to my room to say hello, and sure enough, he knocked on my door shortly after: "Xin'er! You're back!" When I opened the door, Ms. Xiaorou quickly stood up to greet my dad. I immediately introduced Ms. Xiaorou, explaining that she was helping me with my thesis and would be coming to my house often. After Dad politely nodded, he asked if we had eaten. I shook my head, and Dad said he would go buy some food, and also buy some for the teacher, politely inviting her to stay and have dinner with us. The teacher was about to refuse, but I quickly said, "Okay! Teacher Xiaorou, please stay and eat with us!" (I knew the teacher ate alone at home too.)

The teacher couldn't refuse, so she had to stay and have dinner with us. Our family and the teacher ate our bento boxes together in the living room. It had been a long time since the four of us had sat down together for dinner like this. Seeing the exchange between my dad and the teacher, I knew, "I've got it!"

They liked each other. From then on, I often invited the teacher over for dinner, and she started cooking for us. Having a hostess finally made our house feel like a home. Teacher Xiaorou agreed to come over the day before Father's Day and even prepared a sumptuous dinner for us. However, my younger brother suddenly announced that he was going out of town with his friends and wouldn't be home for dinner. On a whim, I pretended to go out to sing karaoke with my friends, giving my dad and Teacher Xiaorou a chance to be alone together in one room.

I glanced at my watch; it was already past nine. The typhoon was gradually making landfall, and the winds were getting stronger. My friends had all gone home to avoid the typhoon and celebrate Father's Day. I wondered how things were going for my teacher and her father. Now, I could only go home to avoid the typhoon too.

I quietly opened the door when I got home, then silently closed it again. As soon as I closed the door, I saw a feast on the dining table. I secretly picked up a piece of food to taste, when I suddenly heard a faint groan. The sound seemed to be coming from my father's room. I tiptoed quietly to my father's room and found that the door was ajar. I knelt down and slowly crawled over to peek through the crack in the door. Unexpectedly, I saw Teacher Xiaorou sitting naked on my father's lap, twisting her waist and moaning: "Oh~~~ So good~~~ Hmm~~~ Your penis~~~ Oh~~~ So hard~~~ Hmm~~~ So thick~~~ Oh~~~" I watched in astonishment as Teacher Xiaorou used her vagina to grip and slide my father's thick, hard penis.

(So the gentle Teacher Xiaorou has such a lewd side in bed?) Teacher Xiaorou pressed against my father's chest muscles and swayed back and forth excitedly, moaning: "Oh~~~ I can't take it anymore~~~ Hmm~~~ I'm about to climax again~~~ Oh~~~" Then the teacher squeezed her legs together tightly around my father's waist, and her lower body trembled and convulsed.

(Again? Looks like this isn't the first time the teacher has climaxed!) After the teacher trembled and curled up on her father's body during her climax, her father pulled out his still-erect penis, then got up, hugged the teacher, and laid her flat on the bed. He then held his erect penis, which was covered in the teacher's vaginal fluid, and aimed it at the teacher's still slightly open vagina after her climax.

(Last time I didn't get a clear look at Dad's penis, I only knew it was very thick, but this time I finally saw that magnificent penis with my own eyes!)

Dad aimed his thick, hard penis at Teacher Xiaorou's honey hole, then his entire upper body pressed against her, and he opened his mouth to lick her erect nipples. Having just climaxed, Teacher Xiaorou sensitively let out a comfortable, lewd moan: Oh~~~ So good~~~ Mmm~~~ Dad's waist slowly sank down, and his hard penis slowly squeezed into Teacher Xiaorou's honey hole, that thick, hard... It felt like my penis was being sucked into the teacher's honey pot. It sank into her honey pot in an instant. The teacher showed a satisfied expression and moaned: Oh~~~ in again~~~ um~~~ yours is so thick~~~ oh~~~ so hard~~~ oh~~~ Watching my father's penis sink into the teacher's honey pot, watching the sex scene of two genitals uniting up close made my body incredibly hot. I unconsciously reached down and touched my genitals with my fingers. When my fingers touched my underwear, I realized that my underwear was already soaking wet.

While licking the teacher's nipples, Dad kept kneading her soft, white breasts with one hand, and his waist was moving back and forth in a piston-like motion. At this moment, I suddenly realized that from the beginning until now, Dad's penis had not been fully inserted into the teacher's vagina. (Could it be that the teacher's vagina was not able to swallow Dad's thick, long penis completely?)

The teacher could not stand Dad's teasing and thrusting. She was close to orgasm and moaned: Oh~~~ This won't do~~~ Hmm~~~ I'm going to orgasm again~~~ Oh~~~ You're so strong~~~ Hmm~~~ I can't ejaculate~~~ Oh~~~ The teacher raised her hips to meet Dad's thrusting, moaning incessantly. Dad continued to thrust at his own pace.

(At this point, my two fingers were already fully inserted into my vagina, constantly fiddling with it.)

The teacher finally couldn't take it anymore, frowning as she tightly hugged her father's head with both hands, her body convulsing and trembling as if she were reaching orgasm. (Looking at the teacher's satisfied expression as she climaxed repeatedly, I felt a strange pang of jealousy.) I thought to myself, "Why am I jealous? Do I wish I were the one in bed right now???"

I quickly shook my head to remind myself, "Xin'er! What are you thinking! That's your own father! Last time was an accident, how could I... No! Absolutely not!!!"

I shook my head violently, losing my balance and leaning forward towards the door. I instinctively reached out my wet hand from inside my vagina to grab it, and the door was pushed open. As soon

as the door was fully open, my father turned to look at me, while Teacher Xiaorou, still convulsing with her eyes closed from her climax, didn't notice me. My eyes met my father's for a few seconds, and I quickly and awkwardly pulled the door shut behind me. I quietly walked back to my room, closed the door, and lay down on my bed. The thought of my father's penis inside another woman and our eye contact made me incredibly embarrassed, but my mind kept replaying the image of his thick, hard penis inside Teacher Xiaorou's vagina. My body was burning with desire, so I squeezed my legs tightly around another pillow, and, imagining my father and Teacher Xiaorou making love, I drifted off to sleep, excitedly and comfortably.

I don't know how long I slept, but suddenly I felt someone sitting beside me on the bed, stroking my long hair. That gentle, familiar touch—it must be my father!

I kept my eyes closed and pretended to be asleep. As he stroked my hair, he said softly, "You and Xiaodong are both my precious children. Before you and Mommy accept Xiaorou, Daddy won't marry her..." There

was a faint smell of alcohol in the air. So Daddy had had a little to drink. No wonder he was being a bit sentimental today. His voice was full of love for me and my brother. After he finished speaking, he gently tucked me in and quietly left, closing the door behind him. Only after Daddy closed the door did I dare open my eyes. By then, my eyes were already brimming with tears.

(I know Dad is willing to be alone for our sake, and he still loves Mom deeply.)

My mind is a mess right now. I'm tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep. Looking at the family photo of the four of us on the table, an idea suddenly flashed through my mind. I got up and rummaged through the closet, finding some clothes Mom used to wear. I put on her clothes and skirt, then took her favorite hair tie and tied my hair in a ponytail like she does, before spraying on her favorite perfume. I stood proudly in front of the mirror, admiring my appearance. No wonder my relatives always said I looked exactly like my mother when she was young; we really do look so alike now!

I quietly went to the living room and noticed that Ms. Xiaorou's shoes were gone. Sure enough, because of the approaching typhoon, Ms. Xiaorou had gone home early. I quietly opened the door and went into my father's room. Once inside, I sat on the bed like my father and gently stroked his hair, mimicking my mother's movements. I touched him once, but he didn't move, so I continued stroking, hoping to wake him up from his half-drunk, half-awake state.

My little hand gently touched my father's cheek, but he still didn't respond. I had no choice but to continue downwards, my fingertips lightly gliding across his neck, and then slipping under the covers. When my little hand reached under the covers to touch my father's chest, I realized that he wasn't wearing any clothes! My little hand touched his firm pectoral muscles directly. (I never imagined that my father's pectoral muscles could still be so firm and strong at his age!) I gently pinched my father's nipples with my fingers, trying to wake him up, but I didn't expect that my father, who had been drinking, would be so difficult to wake. My little hand had no choice but to continue downwards under the covers, and suddenly I felt a series of raised bumps. (I never imagined Dad had abs!!!)

Touching his body with my hand, I could feel his strong frame under the blanket. Stroking his muscular body made me feel warm all over. (I actually had an urge to throw off the blanket.) As I reached deeper and deeper into the blanket, I suddenly felt a distinct indentation. Could this be the so-called "V-line"? And did it mean that Dad was completely naked under the blanket? My body was burning with heat, and my curiosity drove my hand slowly downwards. I just wanted to touch Dad's penis and see if it was really that thick and hard in my hand. Just as I shyly touched Dad's pubic hair, Dad suddenly opened his eyes and stared at me. I was so frightened that I immediately stopped what I was doing and stared blankly at Dad.

After Dad turned on the light, he squinted at me, half-drunk and half-awake, while my fingers still touched his pubic hair inside the blanket. Dad suddenly spoke: Ting? (That's Mom's name). Although it was a little different from what I had imagined, my original plan was to touch Dad's hair to wake him up, and then pretend to be Mom and talk to him while he was still drunk. But now my hand was placed a little too low... I quickly reached out and touched Dad's cheek, gently calling him in Mom's tone: Rong... Dad looked at me in disbelief. After a moment of stunned silence, he suddenly hugged me tightly, and then sobbed in my arms, saying: Ting... I had a very long nightmare, in which you abandoned me and left.

(I was terrified to see my dad cry, having never done it before!) I mimicked my mom's gestures and tone, stroking my dad's head and saying, "Rong, how could I bear to leave you?" My dad continued to snuggle in my arms like a child, saying, "We even had two more children! My sister is called Xin'er, and she's as pretty as you, and my brother is called Xiao Dong, and he's as handsome as me!" I held my dad's head gently and asked, "Do you like them?" My dad nodded vigorously like a child. I said softly, "Rong, if I'm not here anymore, I don't want to see you all alone. You must find someone else to be with you quickly, and I won't blame you."

Dad hugged me tighter and said, "I only want you and our child. Let's have a baby!" I was surprised and blurted out, "Huh?" Suddenly, Dad grabbed my head and pressed his lips to mine, kissing me passionately. I was terrified and didn't know what to do. Should I push him away? While my mind was still racing, Dad's tongue pushed aside my lips and slipped into my mouth, French kissing me. This wasn't a simple father-daughter kiss! A sense of morality and guilt made me want to escape Dad's kiss, but his arms held me tightly, leaving me no way to escape. And gradually, Dad's French kiss started to feel good.

(So my brother's kissing skills are inherited from Dad!)

My father's French kiss gradually swayed my heart. In the end, I could only think that it was just a simple French kiss, and that I was now in place of my mother. Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly realized that my father's hand had already reached inside my clothes and taken off my bra! I reached out and pushed my father's arm, but his tongue skills made me feel numb and powerless. Unexpectedly, after quickly taking off my upper body, my father even went straight for my underwear. I quickly covered my underwear with both hands. Unexpectedly, Dad suddenly pulled back his blanket and pounced on me on the bed. He grabbed both my hands with one hand and skillfully pulled off my skirt and underwear with the other. Then, he spread my legs wide with his thighs. Dad's practiced movements combined with his kissing skills left me completely defenseless and drawn in. When Dad's hot penis touched the inside of my thighs, I was so shocked that I pushed Dad's body upwards with all my might, and Dad's tongue finally left my lips.

My face flushed red as my dad kissed me, and I covered my chest with my hands, pouting and saying, "Wait a minute..." (I was internally trying to think of an excuse to refuse). Suddenly, my dad smiled and said, "I know..." (Know? What did he mean? I was completely confused.) Then, my dad got up naked and left my body. I thought he was going to take a shower and wash himself clean, so I shyly covered my private parts with my hands.

After getting up, my dad went to the wardrobe, opened it, and took out a box. (I remember my parents never allowed us to touch that box; when we were little, my brother and I thought it contained our toys.)

My dad opened the box, and inside was a bunch of sex toys: handcuffs, leg irons, collars, a bunch of nylon ropes, vibrators, and all sorts of SM items. Dad first took a ball and walked up to me. Then, he gently put the ball into my mouth, my mouth filled with his saliva. I just sat there on the bed, bewildered, watching him.

(So Mom and Dad have this kind of fetish in bed!!!) Then Dad picked up handcuffs and pulled my hands behind my back, leaving me completely naked in front of him. I frantically twisted my arms, trying to break free. My father approached me with a nylon rope in his hand, and I thought to myself, "Does Dad have sadistic tendencies? And does Mom have submissive tendencies? No wonder I saw rope marks on Mom's body before!"

As the nylon rope slowly tightened and dug into my skin, I snapped out of my daze in shock and tried to stop my father, but with my mouth gagged, I could only make "Ugh... Ugh..." sounds. My father skillfully bound my naked body so tightly that I couldn't move, and my legs were bound in an M-shape, exposing my vulva in a very shameful position. As the rope tightened more and more, my heart beat faster and faster, and my vulva slowly became wet. (I don't know if it's because of my mother's genes, but being bound and without control over my body, I felt incredibly hot and excited.)

My father tightened the rope behind my back, the nylon rope digging firmly into my skin. Feeling completely unable to move, I let out an excited moan: "Ugh..." After finishing binding me, my father stood by the bed admiring my bound body. Shamefully exposing my increasingly wet vulva to his gaze, I opened my mouth in shame, wanting to ask my father to untie the rope, but the ball plug in my mouth meant I could only let out a muffled growl, and saliva kept dripping from the ball plug down my chin and onto my body. The drool dripping from the corner of my mouth, combined with the vaginal fluid, completely soaked the bed sheet beneath me. Completely immobilized, I could only look at my father with a shy expression.

(No! Being tied up like this makes my body hotter and more excited…) My father excitedly said, “Wife, how come your tender hole is already this wet just from being tied up today?” I looked at my father shyly, unsure how to answer, but I could feel my vagina was incredibly wet. Being tied up like this was actually giving me a strange, inexplicable pleasure.

(Inwardly praying for the ropes binding me to be untied, I felt myself becoming increasingly strange!) Suddenly, Dad knelt between my legs, then placed his fingers beside my labia, spreading my already wet vulva open. He then directly licked the nectar from my vulva with his warm tongue. The sight of my vulva being spread open and licked by my own father made me shy and want to escape. But when I tried to move, I realized I couldn't move at all. All I could do was moan uncontrollably as Dad licked me: "Ugh... Ugh..." (I opened my mouth to tell Dad to stop, but my mouth...) (I could only make whimpering sounds) My father's tongue was coated with my slippery, lustful fluid, and he kept teasing my swollen, engorged little bean. Being tied up made my erogenous zones extremely sensitive, and this licking made me moan and beg for mercy: "Waaaaah~~~ Waaaah~~~ (Don't lick me like that~~~ I can't take it~~~)" My body was being controlled by my father, and the feeling of the nylon rope digging into my skin, along with the shame of immorality, all these factors made my body so excited that my heart was pounding. My father licked my vulva for a short time, and my body was so excited that I reached orgasm.

My dad licked my pussy until my whole body went numb and I reached orgasm. My trembling lower body was so sensitive that I wanted to escape, but my whole body was fixed in place and I couldn't escape at all. My dad kept sucking the lustful fluid secreted by my orgasm. I twisted my hips and begged for mercy: "Waaaaah... I'm orgasming... Don't lick anymore... Oh... I'm so sensitive..." My dad kept licking until my whole body started to tremble before he finally stopped. My dad's mouth was full of my lustful fluid and he laughed and said: "Wife, why are you so sensitive today? You came so quickly?" This was the first time I had been tied up in SM, and the person who tied me up was my own father. This immoral shock made me so ashamed that I came to orgasm.

(I just wanted to pretend to be a mother to persuade my father to accept Teacher Xiaorou, but I didn't expect it to turn into a forbidden SM relationship with my father.) My father suddenly picked me up and carried me to a horizontal bar with four hooks already placed on it. My father lifted me up and hooked the nylon ropes on my back and hands. Then he hooked the other two hooks on my legs, and I was hanging in the air with my legs spread apart.

(When I was little, I always thought it was for my dad to use for exercise, but now I finally know its real purpose.) There was a large mirror directly in front of the horizontal bar. Through the mirror, I saw myself suspended in the air in a very lewd position. My cheeks were flushed with shyness because I had just had an orgasm, and my breasts were more prominent because of the nylon rope binding them. My lower body was suspended in mid-air with my legs wide open in an M shape. I could clearly see the nectar from my vagina mixed with my dad's saliva slowly dripping down. My body weight was supported only by four hooks holding me up with nylon ropes. As my weight moved downwards, the nylon ropes tightened upwards, digging deeper into my skin. The shame I felt, combined with the pressure on my body, actually made me feel increasingly excited. Suddenly, Dad stood behind me, wrapped one arm around my waist, and placed a vibrating massager directly on my swollen, engorged penis. As he turned it on, tingling electric currents shot through my penis, and I immediately cried out in pleasure: "Ugh... Ugh... (Oh... so numb... um...)"

The more excited I writhed, the deeper the nylon ropes dug into my skin. The constant contractions and pressure, combined with the direct stimulation of my penis, quickly brought me to orgasm, crying out: "Ugh... Ugh... (Oh... I can't take it anymore... um... again...)" (I'm climaxing~~~ Oh~~~) In the mirror, I'm frowning, my body trembling and climaxing as I hang in the air. But the vibrating dildo on my penis keeps vibrating rapidly, making my engorged penis throb. I'm so numb all over that I'm begging and moaning: Ugh~~~ Ugh~~~ (Oh~~~ Stop~~~ Hmm~~~ This will make me~~~ Oh~~~ pee...)

In the throes of my climax, I suddenly hear the sound of water dripping from the floor. I'm surprised to see my vagina gushing out like a fountain in the mirror. I couldn't take it anymore and I've already squirted. The dildo above my vagina and my dad's hand are both covered in my fluids.

Being tied up seemed to amplify the pleasure from my erogenous zones, instantly giving me a series of orgasms, and I was so excited that I uncontrollably squirted all over the place.

After I squirted and sprayed all over the floor, Dad finally removed the wet vibrating dildo from my penis. By then, my cheeks were flushed and covered in sweat, and my bound, naked body was trembling and sweating profusely as I hung in the air. Bound by the nylon rope for so long, I gradually felt numbness in other parts of my body. Suddenly, I felt a hot, hard penis pressed against my vaginal opening. (It turns out that while other parts of my body were numb, the sensation in my erogenous zones was doubled!)

Looking in the mirror, I realized Dad was standing behind me, and a large, thick glans was protruding from my crotch. It turned out that Dad had hung me at a height that allowed my vagina to dangle between his legs. (Dad's genitals were actually touching mine!) Dad stood behind me, holding my waist, and thrusting back and forth. My wet and sensitive clitoris was being rubbed by Dad's hot penis until it was burning hot. Dad's thick, hard glans kept bumping against the little bean sprout at the entrance of my vagina. The thick, hard glans kept sliding outside my vaginal opening. I screamed in my heart, "Dad...no...don't put it in...I'm not Mom...I'm your daughter Xin'er..."

My wet clitoris was rubbing against Dad's thick, hard penis, making a "splish-splish" sound. The pleasure from my lower body kept reaching my brain. The walls of my vagina were so excited that they kept secreting nectar, and my mouth was so excited that it kept secreting saliva. (Oh no! This sex-like action is making me feel incredibly good down there, the pleasure is making me gradually succumb...) My saliva keeps dripping from the corners of my mouth onto my chest, and the juices inside my vagina are soaking my dad's thick, hard penis. Hanging there, unable to move, I can only blush and shyly look at the obscene scene reflected in the mirror.

(Oh my god! Being suspended in mid-air and having a penis thrusting in and out of my vagina is so lewd, and I'm actually getting incredibly excited!) The increasingly wet vagina seems to be making my dad more and more excited. He's moving his hips faster and faster. My whole body is numb and numb, but I can only clearly feel my clitoris and nipples being rubbed. This sexual pleasure makes my nipples so excited that they stand up.

(No…stop this dangerous thrusting…the head of his penis will slip inside…) Just then, Dad suddenly grabbed my breasts from behind with both hands, and pinched my erect nipples with his fingers. This stimulation rapidly doubled the pleasure in my body, and I trembled and moaned as if I were being electrocuted: Ugh~~~ Ugh~~~ (Oh~~~ Don't pinch~~~ Hmm~~~ It's so sensitive~~~ Oh~~~) Dad noticed I was trembling uncontrollably, as if I was about to climax again. So he pinched my nipples tightly with both hands, and then rapidly twisted his lower body, rubbing his penis against the entrance of my vagina, like a violent thrusting into my buttocks before ejaculation. (No… I won’t be able to think straight if this continues, I’m about to climax again…)

The sexual pleasure of being bound, combined with the feeling of real penetration, sent shivers down my spine. As I reached my climax, I cried out: "Ugh~~~ Ugh~~~ (Oh~~~ No~~~ Hmm~~~ I'm climaxing~~~ Oh~~~)" Dad felt I had reached the peak of my climax. I frowned and breathed heavily, saliva uncontrollably dripping from the corner of my mouth, soaking my entire body. My whole body was convulsing and twitching. Dad felt I was about to faint, so he quickly stopped thrusting. The actions... (The constraints of morality combined with the pleasure of SM quickly consumed my body and mind.) After a while, the spasms in my body gradually subsided, followed by the feeling of my body going numb from being bound by nylon ropes.

My father felt that I had calmed down a lot, and he suddenly placed his hands on my buttocks, then spread my vaginal opening to the sides. I thought my father was going to lick my vaginal opening from behind. Suddenly... I felt a large, hot head pressing against the entrance of my vagina. Startled, I quickly looked down and saw my father half-squatting, holding his penis and aiming it at my vaginal opening. I cried out nervously, "Waaaaah! (Dad! No! I'm Xin'er! You can't put it in!)"

My father slowly pushed upwards at an angle, the thick glans slowly forcing open my vaginal opening, no matter how hard I clenched my fists. The hard, thick glans continued to push open my vaginal opening. (No! Daddy really wants to put his penis inside me!) Just as my vaginal opening was stretched to its limit, Daddy's large glans suddenly slid into my vagina, completely blocking the opening. As Daddy inserted his penis from behind, the air inside my vagina was forced out by the hard, thick penis. Making a "plop...plop" sound, Dad's thick, hard penis stretched the inside of my vagina, and I couldn't help but moan: "Ooh~~~Ooh~~~ (Oh~~~No, don't put it in~~~Hmm~~~So big~~~Oh~~~)"

After Dad inserted half of his penis into my vagina, he grabbed my buttocks with both hands and pulled his penis back, withdrawing it as the glans was pulled out. The umbrella, still tightly hooked around my vaginal opening, pulled out with a "pop" sound. (My vagina had actually made such an embarrassing sound from being penetrated by my father's penis; I was so ashamed I wanted to cover my face with my hands.)

My father didn't give my vaginal opening a chance to retract, and then forced air and his thick, hard penis into my vagina again, pushing my vaginal opening open until it made a "pop" sound. The sound of "plop...plop" filled the air. My father repeatedly played with my vagina with his thick, hard penis. The sounds my vagina made filled me with shame, but the scraping sensation inside deepened the pleasure. (Don't play with my vagina like that anymore, I can't take it...) After several slow, deep thrusts, half-inserting his penis in and out, I finally couldn't take it anymore and clamped my vagina around the half-inserted penis, letting out a moan of orgasm: "Ugh...ugh... (Oh...I can't take it anymore...uh...I can't take it anymore...oh...)"

The constant orgasms at the peak of pleasure drained my energy rapidly. I was completely... I hung there, limp and exhausted, barely trembling even at the peak of my climax. My father sensed I was about to collapse, so he quickly pulled out his penis and gently laid my trembling body on the bed. He then removed the handcuffs from my back and the gag from my mouth so I could breathe.

Finally, I was free from that place where I had been suspended in mid-air, held only by a rope . The tightness of the ropes binding me, and the fact that my hands were finally free, made my body relax a lot. But what I did next startled my father... I actually pounced on the edge of the bed like a cat, then reached out and grabbed my father's thick, hard penis. Then, like a little kitten, I eagerly licked the penis that was covered in my cum.

(My sexual desire was completely ignited; all sense of morality and ethics had crumbled. All I wanted now was to satisfy the unstoppable sexual pleasure within me!) My father was startled by my actions, but soon after, he excitedly stroked my head and said, "I thought you couldn't hold on any longer. I let go of your hands to let you rest, but you immediately crawled over and started sucking my cock. Is it that delicious?" Although it was very thick, my thirsty mouth was so strong that I had already taken half of his penis into my mouth. I held the back half with both hands, and with the front half in my mouth, I shyly looked up at my father and nodded slightly. My father stroked my hair like he was petting a kitten and said, "Take it slow, no one's going to take it from you!" I kept trying to take the whole penis into my mouth, but his penis was just too long and thick, and the glans was really... It was too big!

The thick, hard glans pressed against my throat, making me nauseous and tears streamed down my face, but I still greedily wanted to take the whole thing in. Seeing me struggling to shove his penis into my mouth with tears in my eyes, Dad tenderly pulled it out and said, "If your mouth can't take it all in, then use your penis!" Dad gently pushed me down onto the bed, my legs still spread in an M-shape. My body was bound with nylon rope. Except for my hands, which had regained feeling, the rest of my body was still numb, but I could clearly feel my vagina was wet and burning hot. Dad then climbed on top of me and kissed my lips directly. I instinctively wrapped my arms around his head and French kissed him, excitedly sucking on the saliva on his tongue. (We felt like newlyweds on our honeymoon.)

Suddenly, I felt my father's hands on my bound, protruding breasts. Then, he kept rubbing my erect nipples with his palms. His kissing skills, combined with his large hands pinching my erogenous zones and teasing my nipples, made me moan excitedly: "Oh...so good...my whole body is numb except for my erogenous zones, so the pleasure is particularly intense." As I focused on my sensitive nipples being rubbed, I suddenly felt a hot glans pressing against my vaginal opening. Because of the angle, the glans pushed hard but slid out of my wet vaginal opening.

The thick, hard glans slid upwards from my vaginal opening, then bumped against my other erogenous zone, causing me to moan sensitively: "Oh~~~" Daddy kissed me while rubbing my breasts with his hands, and his lower body kept pressing the glans against my vaginal opening. However, due to the angle and the fact that my vaginal opening was extremely wet, the thick, hard glans could not penetrate my vagina in the middle.

(The impact made my vagina unbearably itchy; I desperately wanted that thick, hard glans to be inside me. I felt anxious and uncomfortable.) Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I reached down and grabbed my father's penis, aiming it at my vaginal opening. Then, my father thrust forward forcefully, and the thick, hard glans slammed directly into my vagina. I couldn't take it anymore and cried out loudly: Oh~~~ put it in~~~ um~~~ so big~~~ oh~~~ The pleasure over my whole body made me excitedly hug my father's head and kiss him hard, while my father's penis went deeper and deeper with each thrust, and I gradually felt the inside of my vagina being filled by his penis, and the folds of flesh inside were constantly being scraped by the mushroom-shaped glans until they were numb and tingling.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp impact deep inside my vagina. A surge of pleasure coursed through my body like an electric current. My father's glans touched my cervix, sending a shiver of pleasure through my body as I cried out in ecstasy: "Oh~~~ all the way in~~~ um~~~ no~~~ oh~~~ I'm coming~~~ um~~~" My vagina clenched tightly around his thick, hard penis, my body trembling with ecstasy. I held onto my father's head tightly, kissing him frantically. Suddenly, my father grabbed the rope behind me and lifted me up, then stood on the floor, still holding the rope around me, and began thrusting again. Holding me in my father's arms like a train bento box, he thrust into me. I felt his penis going even deeper, reaching my cervix every time. I finally couldn't take it anymore and pulled away from his lips, throwing my head back and moaning: "Oh~~~ So long~~~ Hmm~~~ It's so deep~~~ Oh~~~ I just had an orgasm and now I'm being held like this and thrust into so intensely. The tingling pleasure all over my body makes me orgasm again. I can't take it anymore and throw my head back, moaning: "Oh~~~ No~~~ Hmm~~~ I'm coming again~~~ Oh~~~"

My father felt that I had orgasmed again, and that my vagina was tightly gripping his penis and contracting repeatedly. He gently placed me on the bed, then turned me over so that my buttocks were sticking up and I was lying face down on the bed. My vagina, which was still contracting from the orgasm, was slightly open, like breathing, facing my father behind me. I thought Dad would let me rest after the series of orgasms, but unexpectedly, I felt a pair of hands on my buttocks, and the next second there was a "plop" sound. Dad's penis was hard again and thrust into my slightly open vagina from behind. My vagina, which was incredibly sensitive from the series of orgasms, was completely filled by his penis again. I moaned lasciviously: Oh~~~ from behind~~~ um~~~ so deep~~~ oh~~~ Dad grabbed the rope on my buttocks and then started to swing me back and forth like riding a horse. Dad's hard penis kept thrusting in and out of my vagina. My upper body was lying on the bed, gripping the sheets tightly, while my lower body was being pulled by Dad's rope and thrust in and out. I lay on my side on the pillow. Drooling and moaning incessantly: Oh~~~ like this~~~ um~~~ I can't take it~~~ Oh~~~ no~~~ um~~~ I keep having orgasms~~~ Oh~~~

Dad grabbed the ropes binding me and kept thrusting in and out, while my whole body convulsed from orgasms. The continuous orgasms were almost too much for my body to handle. I felt numb all over and begged and moaned as if I was about to faint: Oh~~~ stop~~~ um~~~ I'll die like this~~~ Oh~~~ Dad realized that I seemed to be about to faint, so he quickly loosened his grip on the ropes. I collapsed forward onto the bed, drooling and panting, my body still convulsing and trembling uncontrollably. Seeing me trembling uncontrollably, Dad was worried and quickly untied all the nylon ropes binding me.

With the ropes free, my blood began to flow smoothly. Combined with the recent orgasm, my cheeks were flushed and dripping with sweat. The long period of binding left pink marks all over my body, making my already fair skin appear even more rosy. Now, completely naked, I lay panting on the bed. Besides the crisscrossing pink marks, I could feel hot sweat constantly sliding down my back. I weakly lay on the bed, letting my body gradually calm down.

Suddenly, Dad leaned over my back and gently licked the marks on my shoulders with the tip of his tongue, while his other hand lightly stroked the marks on my back. Dad's gentle actions made me feel incredibly comfortable. As Dad lay on my back stroking me, I could feel not only his hot body but also his still hot and hard penis pressing against my buttocks.

My father's gentle licking and caresses gradually made me want him to enter my body again. I raised my buttocks and turned my head shyly to my father behind me, whispering sweetly, "I want more..." Hearing my words, my father excitedly guided his penis and slowly pressed it into my buttocks. His penis slowly squeezed into my vagina. This gentle insertion made me let out a soft moan: "Oh..." My father licked my back while slowly thrusting in and out. This gentle movement was not as intense and stimulating as before, but it made me feel so good that I kept letting out seductive moans: "Oh... um... oh..." The slow insertion made me feel the thick, hard, fragrant... The sensation of the mushroom umbrella scraping against the inner walls of my vagina, this tingling feeling kept me on the verge of orgasm. I comfortably arched my buttocks, enjoying the gentle thrusting as my vagina was being penetrated, panting softly:

Oh... this feels so good... um... I no longer cared about the father-daughter relationship. Now I just wanted to be my father's woman, to stay in bed like a little woman, enjoying the feeling of being loved by a man, enjoying the blissful satisfaction of a man conquering my body... This gentle thrusting made the desire inside me build up continuously. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore, got up, turned around, pushed my father down on the bed, and then straddled him.

With one hand, I guided my father's thick, hard penis towards my vagina, while the other hand pressed against his chest to keep him still. I shyly bit my lip, staring down at him, and then slowly lowered my hips… I sat down on him, and his thick, hard penis was instantly sucked into my wet vagina. As I tried to straddle him, I suddenly felt the tip of his penis unexpectedly hit my cervix. I winced and cried out: "Oh~~~" Only then did I realize that my father's penis was already at its peak of arousal; it had not only become thicker but also longer, reaching my… My vagina couldn't accommodate the entire length of his penis! Unable to

fully insert my father's penis, I had to sit forward a bit so that his penis just touched my cervix. Then, I placed my hands on his pectoral muscles for support and began to twist my vagina around his penis in a very lewd position, releasing the pleasure within my body. I moaned lewdly: Oh~~~ So comfortable~~~ Hmm~~~ Keep pushing~~~ Oh~~~ Cervix~~~ Hmm~~~ Unexpectedly, my father, who had been thrusting without any intention of ejaculating, suddenly placed his hands on my buttocks, then spread my vagina wider, and began to excitedly thrust his penis upwards into my vagina.

I could control the length of the penis inside my vagina, just reaching the cervix, by twisting it myself. But suddenly, my father, who had started thrusting intensely, began to penetrate deeper and deeper. The force of his thick, hard glans hitting my cervix grew stronger and stronger. The pain and tingling pleasure were unbearable, and I let go of his arms, clinging to him and moaning: "Oh~~~ like this~~~ um~~~ too deep~~~ oh~~~

Daddy! " It felt like he was about to explode. He grabbed my buttocks and kept trying to thrust his entire penis into my vagina. The head of his penis kept hitting my cervix, making me feel both pain and numbness, like electric currents running through my body. This kind of pleasure was unbearable. I frowned, pinched my breasts, and screamed wildly: Oh~~~ It's so deep~~~ Mmm~~~ My uterus is going to hurt~~~ Oh~~~ It's being broken~~~ Mmm~~~

At this point, Dad was like a wild beast, gripping my buttocks and thrusting violently. His hands kept pressing my buttocks down, as if he wanted to insert his entire penis into my vagina. With each intense thrust, his penis gradually pushed into my vagina, a tingling, electric-like pleasure making my vagina gradually numb. I tightly pinched my nipples, falling into a frenzy of orgasm. She cried out wildly: Oh~~~ I can't take it anymore~~~ Hmm~~~ My uterus is going to break~~~ Oh~~~ I'm going crazy~~~ Hmm~~~ Daddy thrust hard several times, and I felt his entire penis being pushed into my vagina. I gripped my breasts tightly with one hand and placed the other on my lower abdomen, feeling the impact on my uterus. My palm could clearly feel the impact force of the thick, hard glans hitting the cervix.

Just as I felt my cervix being forced open, I finally couldn't take it anymore and experienced an unprecedented orgasm. My vagina contracted rapidly, gripping my father's entire penis. I arched my back, drooling and moaning: "Oh~~~ I'm orgasming~~~ Oh~~~" At that moment, I suddenly felt my father's entire penis inside my orgasmic, contracting vagina, trembling violently. My palm was pressed on my lower abdomen above my cervix, which was a little sore from the glans hitting it, and I could clearly feel my slightly protruding lower body trembling. (Dad ejaculated too?!)

As my uterus gradually became hot and swollen, I was finally certain that Dad had inserted his entire penis into my vagina. Unable to bear it any longer, my vagina erupted, the tip of his glans continuously shooting hot, thick semen into my opened cervix. I convulsed and trembled on top of Dad, convulsing with orgasm. Now, I wasn't worried about getting pregnant; instead, I kept contracting my vagina, trying to draw all the semen from his penis into my uterus. The feeling of my uterus slowly filling up, as my hand pressed against my lower abdomen, gave me a sense of satisfaction. The raging wind and rain outside seemed to gradually subside after our passionate lovemaking reached its climax. Although we weren't rained on while hiding indoors, my father and I were drenched in sweat. With

my uterus filled with semen and the continuous orgasms, I was finally exhausted and collapsed onto my father, a satisfied expression on my face, and fell asleep comfortably. When I woke up, the sun was shining after the rain. Coming to my senses, I realized I was straddling my dad, naked! (Oh my god! Did I fall asleep on him yesterday, so overwhelmed by an orgasm?)

I quickly and shyly climbed down, afraid of waking him. If he woke up, should I continue pretending to be my mom?

Would that lead to another passionate morning session? The thought of making love with my dad made my cheeks burn even hotter. While my dad was still fast asleep, snoring, I quickly tidied the room back to normal. As I looked up at the hook that had hung me from the ceiling yesterday, holding the nylon rope, I was suddenly reminded of the intense scene of my dad tying me up and thrusting into me.

(No! This kind of immoral and taboo sex can only happen once, it can't happen again...) After packing my things, I quickly went back to my room to take a shower. While showering, I planned to make breakfast as a Father's Day feast. After showering and drying my hair, I tied it into a ponytail with a hair tie and went to the kitchen to start making breakfast. Perhaps it was the aroma of breakfast, but as I turned my back to the table to pour my drink, Dad suddenly stood beside the table and called out to my back:

"Wife!" Hearing Dad call me "wife" startled me. I suddenly wondered if Dad had seen Mom's hair tie in my ponytail. I quickly turned back, pretending not to hear, and said to Dad: "Dad, you're awake?" Dad saw my face and heard me call him "Dad," and after a moment of surprise, he said: "Xin'er?" I smiled at Dad while pouring my drink and said: "Yes! What's wrong?" Dad pulled out a chair and sat down at the table, then said with a dejected look: "I dreamt about your mother last night." I

placed the poured drink on the table and said to Dad: "Dad, it's rare that you still miss Mom." Dad picked up his drink, took a sip, and then smiled and said: "Your mother and you are the only ones Dad cares about." Touched by my father's words, I suddenly felt something flowing out of my vagina. I was startled and squeezed my thighs together, letting out a cry: "Ah!" My father looked at me anxiously and asked, "What's wrong?"

I quickly shook my head and said, "Nothing, I think I just saw a cockroach crawling by." I thought to myself, "Is Dad's semen too thick? Or did he ejaculate too deep inside? Why is there still semen flowing out?"

My underwear was soaked with Dad's semen, feeling wet and slippery. Thinking that my vagina was still full of Dad's semen, my cheeks unconsciously flushed red again. Dad looked at me questioningly, so I quickly changed the subject and said to him, "Dad, actually, my brother and I can accept Teacher Xiaorou, and I believe Mom will accept her too!" Dad looked at me in surprise and said, "Really?" I smiled and nodded, "Yes!" Dad looked uneasy and said, "I still..." Suddenly, I bent down and kissed Dad on the cheek, then made a thumbs-up gesture and smiled, saying to him, "Don't worry! Good luck! And... Dad, Happy Father's Day!"

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