The father and daughter were ecstatic.

The father and daughter had been dead
for many years, and he had never been able to muster the will to marry another woman, preferring to live quietly alone.

For a lonely person, the happiest time was, of course, when reuniting with family.

Today was Helen's daughter's homecoming day; she was coming home from school.

Her return was a joyous occasion, so a warm welcome was in order, and a
sumptuous dinner was prepared for her.

When she arrived home in her little red Subaru, the main course was already
on the table.

"Dad!"

she cried out excitedly as she rushed towards him at the door.

Right there at the door, father and daughter embraced tightly.

"Welcome home, Helen,"

he said.

Walking into the house, the daughter surprised everyone!

Although she had only been gone for a few months, she had changed, changed so much!

Before leaving home, she had a full head of jet-black hair, a soft,
cascading , and shiny cascade over her shoulders.

Now, her cascading hair is gone, cut short!

But this short hairstyle makes her look much better than before, not only trendy but also
much more mature. She used to always wear glasses, but now they're gone, replaced by
contacts. Without glasses, her captivating eyes are even more alluring and sparkling. When she entered
school
beautiful, a true beauty.

I couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.

"You cut your hair short, why didn't you tell me?"

I asked.

"Yes, you noticed too? A new hairstyle, what do you think?"

She spun around in front of me.

As she spun, I noticed that my daughter wasn't wearing a bra under her thin clothes!

Shocked, I stared at her.

Damn it, my penis was throbbing!

To hide my unease, I quickly said, "Your new hairstyle looks great, it suits you very well. Oh,
come on , I've already prepared dinner. But I still think you should wash up before eating."

As soon as I entered the house, I turned and went into the kitchen, ostensibly to prepare food, but my mind
was a complete mess. I couldn't do anything, so I just wandered around aimlessly, trying to calm my sudden
surge of lust.

During dinner, we talked about her school. Now, I could control my
suddenly surging hormones, and I felt completely at peace.

After dinner, we cleaned the table together; she cleared the dishes, and I washed them.

When everything was done, she came in and told me she had driven for a long time and was exhausted,
wanting to rest early.

I kissed her forehead and said goodnight.

I went into the living room, sat down, turned on the TV, and watched the evening news.

As usual, nothing special was happening on TV, but I still enjoy watching it; I
want to keep up with the times.

After watching the news for a few minutes, I heard Helen calling me.

I stood up and followed her voice towards the bathroom.

Behind the door, she called, "Daddy, I forgot my towel.
Could ?"

I told her to wait a moment and opened the wardrobe to find her one.

When I turned around, my eyes blurred, and my head went blank…

My daughter…

My daughter was standing in the bathroom doorway, her naked legs slightly parted.

On her chest, two pinkish-white mounds, like two halves of a ball, were upside down on
her bare chest. On her snow-white breasts, the areolas were faint, and on each areola
stood a small, pale red, almost transparent nipple.

Her waist was slender and graceful, her abdomen flat and smooth, subtly highlighting her
mound The mound was a blurry mass, covered with dense, glossy black pubic hair, curling and extending outwards.

Her legs were long, shapely, and snow-white, brimming with youthful energy, and one could sense a wildness emanating from
them . Through her long, open legs, I could clearly see the radiant beauty of her peach-like vulva!

Strangely, her legs seemed to be a forbidden zone for her pubic hair; not a single hair
extended inwards. Her pubic area was smooth and slightly darker in color, resembling a freshly baked loaf of bread!

She stood there naked, soaking wet, without a trace of shame, waiting for me to bring her a towel.

For a moment, I froze, my legs rooted to the spot, unable to move. Only my
eyes remained wide open, fixed on her naked body. My gaze, even I
couldn't describe, was incredibly greedy.

I felt utterly pathetic, yet I couldn't control myself!

Seeing my embarrassed and uneasy state, she laughed heartily. "What's wrong?
Look at you, what's all the fuss about? Haven't you ever seen a woman naked before? Haven't you ever seen
my daughter naked?"

As she spoke, she nonchalantly strode towards me, her youthful body radiating vitality.
Her expression was natural as she snatched the towel from my slightly trembling hand and began drying herself.

“That’s true,” I protested, surprised at my own foolishness, “but
when I saw it last time, I believe it wasn’t like that!”

She laughed again, wrapping her snow-white body tightly in a towel, and said, “I don’t think
it will become that bad. But if this makes you uncomfortable, I apologize, Dad.”

She didn’t go into the bathroom; instead, she tiptoed and kissed me on the cheek.

Clearly, her eyes held an indescribable mystery, a hint of cunning within them,
an inexplicable charm flowing within them.

After kissing me, she turned and walked towards her bedroom.

In that instant, my mind went blank again, and my eyes involuntarily turned back to her
body wrapped in a short bath towel, as if drawn by a magnet, fixed on her suddenly bulging
area , guessing its roundness and plumpness from its glimpses!

Unconsciously, my groin began to stir again.

Entering my bedroom, my heart was filled with ripples; the lust I had firmly controlled
surged forth once more.

Although I was watching TV, only heaven knows what I was seeing!

Nude, naked!

My own daughter's naked body!

Clearly, my daughter had matured!

She had transformed from an innocent little girl into a voluptuous and seductive woman.

But so what? She was still my daughter!

I desperately berated myself, daring not to look anymore, desperately trying to stop myself from thinking, and lay down alone on the bed.

But the allure of that fleeting encounter was simply too great for me.

My heart, which had been calm as still water, began to involuntarily conjure images of her snow-white body,
her snow-white breasts, her rose-like nipples, her mons pubis covered in thick, soft pubic hair,
and her firm, round, tightly taut buttocks. I couldn't take it anymore; my shameless
little thing between my legs suddenly sprang to life.

My hand unconsciously moved down to my crotch, grasping my already erect penis, indulging in wonderful fantasies about my
daughter 's body while masturbating.

How wonderful!

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and the faster my hand moved up and down.

I couldn't take it anymore!

I really couldn't take it anymore!

Quick, the climax was coming!

Just as my hand was increasing its speed, suddenly, the door opened with a "creak," and
there stood my daughter, wearing pajamas, standing there gracefully, her mouth slightly open,
her expression surprised, quietly watching me without moving.

The air froze instantly. My hand was still gripping my penis, still hard and erect.
My head and I dared not move again.

Then, with a "plop," a stream of murky liquid
gushed out from my still-erect penis!

Suddenly, I didn't know what to do!

In an instant, Helen's expression shifted rapidly: shock, disbelief, and finally, a deep
sense of understanding.

She actually smiled slightly at me!

After shame, unease, and shock, I was bewildered by my daughter's smile. I could see it was
a smile of understanding, and also an ambiguous one.

Even more unexpectedly, she did something I hadn't anticipated at all. She turned and
dimmed the bedside lamp, then slowly lowered
her arms, the thin nightgown draped over her body sliding gently down to the floor.

She undressed as she walked towards my bed.

Now, it was my turn to be shocked.

Her hand was still gripping my penis, but her mouth was agape!

Ignoring my astonishment, she stared intently at me, continuing to undress and
walk towards me.

She looked like a lioness, a lioness in heat, a lioness about to hunt her
prey .

Good heavens, she walked slowly, swaying her plump, round buttocks,
her beautiful, rose-like breasts bouncing with each step.

I was mesmerized, as if hypnotized, watching her sway gracefully towards me
, completely frozen in place.

She came to the bed and whispered to me, "How wonderful, Dad. For so many years, every night
I couldn't help but think of you. I even fantasized that one day you would
sneak into my room while I was sleeping and rape me all night long. How about that? I think
you'll think of me too, right?"

A fleeting smile appeared on her face as she slowly lay down beside me. As soon as she was down,
she pressed her two white legs tightly against mine. Then, she hugged me tightly,
pressed herself against me,

and slowly kissed my lips with her sweet tongue. I felt her firm breasts pressing against my chest, and my head immediately went blank.
My hands moved naturally to her smooth back, roaming freely up and down.

Then, I gently slid my fingertips along her buttocks, teasing them.

She seemed aroused. She quickly moved one hand down, touching my penis and gripping it tightly.
With her other hand, she forcefully pressed my head down towards her breasts.

Without further ado, I opened my mouth and took her already hard, erect, almost
translucent red nipple into my mouth, squeezing and sucking it with my lips, teasing and licking it with my tongue.

She couldn't take it anymore, letting out a soft moan.

She finally realized how powerful I was; she moaned, but I didn't let her go. I continued to
tease her nipple with my lips, gradually increasing the pressure.

Moaning and writhing, she grasped my penis with her hands, pulling it to her
most desired spot, placing it outside the gate to her vagina.

It was already soaking wet!

I no longer held back!

With a gentle thrust, my large penis easily slid into her wet, glistening vagina. Clearly,
she was no longer a virgin, but having not yet given birth, her vagina was still quite tight. I couldn't insert my penis all the way in
at once ; I could only push in little by little, deeper and deeper.

Her nipples were already hard, erect and pointed on her firm, fleshy mounds. My mouth left hers and
slowly moved upwards, kissing her lips deeply and for a long time
.

Her breathing quickened. Amidst her panting, I extended my tongue, gently slipping it into her
ear, lightly nibbling at her soft earlobe, while my teeth lightly nibbled at her delicate neck.

From beginning to end, her hands were on my back, aimlessly stroking and sliding, sometimes
pressing me down, pinning me to her body, urgently demanding that I thrust into her.

"How wonderful! How beautiful! How comfortable!"

Between gasps, my daughter cried out incoherently, "Before, I always fantasized, fantasized that my dear
father would do this, inserting his penis into his own daughter's vagina, thrusting endlessly…
Oh…"

My daughter moaned continuously with each thrust.

Her moans fueled my thrusting.

Harder!

Faster!

The room was filled with a strange odor.

"Plop," "Plop," my penis was enveloped in my daughter's vagina, tightly
wrapped by warm muscles, grinding, soaking, I was covered in her vaginal fluid, thrusting repeatedly,
the sound of my penis thrusting in and out of her vaginal fluid was particularly beautiful, especially jarring, in the softly lit room!

"Plop," "Plop," the sounds of her juices filled the air. "Slap, slap, slap," my
lower abdomen and pelvis slammed against her soft, boneless vulva, creating a rhythmic thud.

The bed creaked and groaned, shaking uncontrollably. Helen spread her legs wide,
her arms tightly wrapped around my back, her legs spread wide, sometimes gripping my buttocks tightly,
squeezing me forcefully, pressing me against her vulva, urging me to penetrate her deeply.

"Daddy, my good daddy, you're finally with your daughter!"

she moaned, twisting her beautiful buttocks. "Oh, so beautiful, so beautiful, Daddy, you're
so at this, I'm killing you."

"Is it good, my dear?"

I asked warmly as I thrust in.

"So good, so good,"

my daughter moaned. "Harder, yes, deeper, deeper. I... oh, I..."

she screamed ecstatically.

I slowly pulled my thick, long penis out, then suddenly thrust it
all the way into my daughter's vagina. With each deep thrust, Helen's body tensed, she
let out a "whoosh," and her legs convulsed violently, clinging tightly to my buttocks for a long time. As I

approached her clitoris, my buttocks convulsed, and my penis, inserted into her vagina, jerked, the smooth
glans gently brushing against her clitoris. Her clitoris trembled slightly, her body shook, and she limply released
her legs.

I pulled my penis out, then thrust it deeply into her warm, moist
vagina again…

The light was dim, and in that dim light, the occasional moans and gasps of a man and woman could be heard.

For a moment, the bed shook, hips twisted, flesh colliding against flesh, the penis thrusting in and out of the vagina, the "tsk tsk" sound of
the vaginal fluid intensifying the stench in the room—the stench of obscenity, the stench of incest. Daughter
beneath father, father's penis inside daughter's vagina—it was an experience I, as a father
, had never tried before. Excitement made me incredibly powerful, the incestuous pleasure propelling me to unprecedented speed. Her vagina
writhed, like a mischievous child, pulling, sucking, grinding, clamping, as if teasing, as if
playfully tugging, tightly gripping my tireless penis!

I knew my daughter's climax was approaching.

I knew my climax was coming too!

"Oh, Daddy, I'm going to cum!"

my daughter cried out in a high-pitched voice.

"Oh, hold on, wait for Daddy, Daddy's going to cum too, let's cum together, father and daughter!"

I roared back.

A tremor ran through me, waves of pleasure emanating from my urethra as my semen gushed forth, plunging
deep .

With each tremor, we both climaxed!

Exhausted, I lay limp on the bed, listening quietly to my daughter's whispers in my ear.

She told me that she had slept with boys at school more than once before. Each
time , she would fantasize that in her imagination, the one straddling her, striving to bring her pleasure,
was none other than her father, her biological father.

At first, she felt it was immoral, felt ashamed, and hoped that feeling would disappear.

But she couldn't; the more frequently she slept, the stronger the feeling became.

She never gave up, she never stopped!

Only by imagining herself beneath her father could she find satisfaction.

Hearing her words, I didn't know what to say. I just felt that all the years of waiting had finally
been comforted today—what a wonderful feeling!

I didn't interrupt my daughter's story; I just listened quietly, savoring the moment.

However, amidst the excitement, I was also a little afraid. After all, Helen was my daughter, the
daughter my wife and I had!

Regardless of what I was thinking, after she finished murmuring her words, Helen began to move like a snake again,
swimming over me, grasping my penis in her hand, and lowering her head. My

penis, already limp and lifeless, lay slumped to one side.

But she didn't mind; she opened her mouth and swallowed it.

She straddled my face, her vulva fully exposed before my eyes, purely to arouse me.
Her buttocks writhed incessantly on my face, those sensual movements sending a surge of excitement through me.

She would sometimes grip my penis with her hand, pushing it up and down, and other times open her
sexy little mouth, sticking out her red, fragrant tongue, teasing my smooth glans. Her
tongue tip licked at the urethral opening, making my hands clench tightly, then loosen,
gripping the sheets tightly. I didn't know how to release the urge, only repeatedly tilting my head back, neck tense, mouth
open in an "O" shape, but unable to make a sound.

She turned her head, looked at me, smiled, and her tongue swept across my glans, then
forcefully teased the edge with the tip—I don't know where she learned those movements.

I felt so good!

I felt so good!

She smiled triumphantly, opened her mouth wide, and slowly bent down. My hard penis, little by little,
entered her cherry-like mouth. Then, her soft lips tightly clamped it, moving up and down forcefully.
She quickly sucked on my finger, and as she did so, her small mouth, already stuffed full,
murmured something to me.

I ignored her, didn't ask for her opinion, and
slowly inserted my finger into her wrinkled little anus.

As soon as my finger entered her anus, she let out a soft moan, turned to look at me,
and then her anus tightened, gripping my finger tightly, refusing to let go.

However, that didn't stop me; I increased my strength and thrust it in completely in one go.

She tilted her head back, lifted her buttocks, and let out a soft, muffled hum. Right before my
eyes, her anus opened and closed between my fingers. The sight was captivating and provocative. My fingers worked her
anal muscles, pressing down hard. With each push, a small vortex formed around her anus. Then,
I slowly pulled my fingers out, and as they withdrew, her grayish-white muscles clung tightly to my
finger. How wonderful!

My daughter's buttocks, white and round, swayed up and down against my face. From
between her parted legs, I could clearly see her deep-colored labia. Her plump mounds were parted, the bright red
slit glistening with murky, lustful fluid. Brownish clitoris protruded, glistening with the post-orgasmic saliva—it was
incredibly alluring. I couldn't resist. My tongue lolled out, and I began to savor the nectar mixed with my semen and my daughter's
lustful fluid.

My tongue found that little red clitoris, teasing it vigorously with the tip. She seemed to
have no , and sat down on my face. I swept my tongue wildly across her soft mound,
pressing it firmly against her vulva, sliding it up and down incessantly. She sat down, pressed tightly against my face,
swaying back and forth. My nose was pressed deep into her vagina, forcing me to pull
out and breathe deeply.

While rubbing her vulva against my nose, her mouth remained licking my large penis, teasing with
her tongue, rubbing with her tongue, and clamping with her lips. She was so skilled! Watching her so intently,
so absorbed, she had completely forgotten who she was. She no longer remembered that she was my daughter, no longer remembered
that I was her father. She was just a woman, a woman seeking pleasure with a man, a passionate, persistent, and wanton
woman!

My tongue teased her clitoris, my hands gripped her firm, elastic buttocks tightly, forcefully
spreading them apart. My fingers plunged deep into her anus, and she groaned loudly, writhing
as if encouraging me to thrust harder.

My daughter's anus opened and closed, tightly gripping my fingers. Her clitoris swelled, her vagina opened and closed, the
muscles within slowly undulating. Her lips were tightly clamped
around my penis, which moved in and out of her mouth faster and faster, my fingers thrusting faster and faster. The

contractions of her muscles intensified!

The frequency of the sucking increased!

It was a frequency no man could withstand. I felt I was about to ejaculate.

But I couldn't ejaculate, I couldn't ejaculate so easily!

I pushed her onto the bed, and she knelt on it knowingly, raising her round, plump
buttocks high to meet me, moaning, "Come on, Daddy, come to me."

I knelt on the bed, my hand stroking my penis, my eyes fixed on her slightly open, disheveled vulva
.

"Come on, Daddy, come quickly, oh, I can't take it anymore!"

My daughter's buttocks writhed, her little mouth emitting seductive cries.

After adjusting my mindset, the numbness in my spine disappeared, and I could continue to control the little
wild horse before me.

I held my penis, still covered in my daughter's saliva, and aimed it at her slightly open vulva.
With a thrust , using the slippery lubrication, my penis slid in with a "hiss" and was fully inserted.

"Ah! How good! How wonderful!"

My daughter tensed, moaning softly.

The moaning was the best encouragement!

Lost in my own world, I gripped my daughter's hips with both hands, my lower body slamming against Helen
's plump buttocks with a series of crisp, resounding thrusts.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm,"

Helen's little mouth murmured in response to the constant impact.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

My penis thrust in and out repeatedly, her warm, slippery, and gritty vagina
welcoming each thrust.

"Oh, Daddy, my good Daddy..."

With each moan, glistening drops of vaginal fluid accumulated around her vulva as my penis withdrew
, slowly sliding down, overflowing and gently nourishing her thick pubic hair.
As the fluid increased, it dripped onto the bed.

"Slap, slap, slap," my daughter's body throbbed back and forth, like a wild horse galloping tirelessly across
an endless plain.

Withdraw, insert, withdraw, insert again—I felt like an energetic rider,
galloping furiously towards the distance, towards that boundless world.

"Faster, oh, so beautiful!"

my daughter cried out. "Faster, Daddy, faster, deeper, yes, deeper!"

Amid her moans, my penis withdrew at full speed, and while the smooth glans remained in her
glistening, wet vagina, I thrust it back in deeply.

"Faster, I, faster, Daddy, kill me! I feel so good!"

In my room, the dim light softly illuminated my daughter's body, her fair skin
glistening with sweat.

The bed shook!

Her hips moved!

My lower body throbbed incessantly.

With each thrust, my daughter's body lurched forward, her firm,
full breasts swaying back and forth...

Moans, the slapping of muscles, the creaking of the bed filled the small room.

Everything was so lewd, so lewd incestuous, happening under the dim light, in the quiet of
the night...

"Mmm..."

As Helen moaned, her anus twitched in waves, her vagina gradually tightening,
resisting the intrusion of my penis.

Like a valiant warrior, I wielded my weapon, breaking through her defenses again and again, striking her core,
gently touching her clitoris.

Helen trembled, her vagina writhing with each tremor, tightly sucking my
penis , pulling it deeper into her body.

Again

and again…

the contractions of her vaginal muscles grew more rapid, like a child suckling, tightly gripping my penis, the
suction my very soul…

Just then, a shiver ran down my spine, and I lost control. My penis throbbed repeatedly within her vagina, and
with each throb, gushes of semen erupted forcefully, shooting deep into her body.

I ejaculated again!

As I ejaculated, my daughter let out a soft "ah," her body stiffening, first remaining
motionless , then slowly collapsing onto the bed…

I was completely exhausted.

She was utterly worn out.

The night was so warm and comforting.

In her father's bed lay two people: the father himself, and his daughter.

In the soft lamplight, their bare legs intertwined, they slept soundly, completely naked…

He had been dead for many years, unable to muster the will to marry another woman, preferring to live quietly alone.

For a lonely person, the happiest moments were, of course, when reunited with family.

Today was Helen's daughter's homecoming day; she was coming home from school. Her return was a joyous occasion, so a warm welcome was in order, and a sumptuous dinner

was prepared for her . When she arrived home in her little red Subaru, the main course was already laid out on the table. "Dad!" she cried out joyfully as she rushed towards him at the door. The father and daughter embraced tightly at the doorway. "Welcome home, Helen," he said. As they walked into the house, the daughter's appearance was astonishing! Although she had only been gone for a few months, she had changed—changed so much! Before leaving home, she had a full head of thick, jet-black hair, a soft, cascading , and shimmering cascade over her shoulders. Now, that flowing hair was gone, cut short! But her short hairstyle made her look much better than before, not only more fashionable but also more mature. She used to always wear glasses, but now they were gone, replaced by contact lenses. Without glasses, her captivating eyes gained an even greater allure and sparkle. When she entered school her return, she had grown taller, become more beautiful , and transformed into a stunning beauty. I couldn't help but glance at her a couple more times. "You cut your hair short, why didn't you tell me?" I asked. "Yes, did you notice? New hairstyle, what do you think?" She spun around in front of me. As she spun, I noticed that my daughter wasn't wearing a bra under her thin dress! Shocked, I stared at her. Damn it, my penis was throbbing! To hide my unease, I quickly said, "The new hairstyle looks great, it suits you well. Oh, come on , I've prepared dinner. But I still think you should wash up before eating." As soon as I entered the house, I went into the kitchen, ostensibly to prepare food, but my mind was a mess. I couldn't do anything, so I just wandered around, trying to calm my sudden sexual urge. During dinner, we talked about her school. Now, I could control my surging hormones, and my mind was completely still. After dinner, we cleaned the table together. She cleared the dishes, and I washed them. When everything was done, she came in and told me she had driven for a long time and was exhausted, wanting to rest as soon as possible. I kissed her forehead and said goodnight. I went into the living room, sat down, turned on the TV, and watched the evening news. As usual, nothing special happened on TV, but I still enjoyed watching; I wanted to keep up with the times. After watching the news for a few minutes, I heard Helen calling me. I stood up and followed her voice to the bathroom. Behind the door, she called, "Daddy, I forgot my towel. Could ?" I told her to wait a moment and opened the closet to find her one. When I turned around, my eyes widened, and my mind went blank… My daughter… My daughter was standing in the bathroom doorway, her naked legs slightly parted. On her chest, two pinkish-white mounds of flesh, like two spheres cut in half, lay upside down on her bare chest. On her snow-white breasts, the areolas were faint, and on each areola stood a small, pale red, almost transparent nipple. Her waist was slender and graceful, her lower abdomen flat, subtly highlighting her mound . The mound was a blurry mass, densely covered with glossy black pubic hair, curling and extending outwards. Her legs were long, shapely, and snow-white, brimming with youthful energy, and one could sense a wildness expanding from them ; through her long, parted legs, I could clearly see the radiant beauty of her peach-like vulva! Strangely, her legs seemed to be a forbidden zone for her pubic hair; the dense pubic hair didn't extend inwards at all. Her pubic area was smooth and slightly darker in color, resembling a freshly baked loaf of bread! She stood there naked, soaking wet, without any shame, waiting for me to bring her a towel. For a moment, I froze, my legs rooted to the spot, unable to move.

My eyes were wide open, staring unblinkingly at her naked body. Even I
can't describe how greedy my gaze was.

I was utterly embarrassed, but I couldn't control myself!

Seeing my awkward and uneasy appearance, she laughed heartily. "What's wrong?
Look at you, what's the big deal? Haven't you ever seen a woman naked before? Haven't you ever seen
my daughter naked?"

As she spoke, she strode towards me, her youthful body radiating vitality , completely unconcerned
. She took the towel from my slightly trembling hand and began to dry herself.

“That’s true,” I protested, surprised at my own foolishness, “but
when I saw it last time, I believe it wasn’t like that!”

She laughed again, wrapping her snow-white body tightly in a towel, and said, “I don’t think
it will become that bad. But if this makes you uncomfortable, I apologize, Dad.”

She didn’t go into the bathroom; instead, she tiptoed and kissed me on the cheek.

Clearly, her eyes held an indescribable mystery, a hint of cunning within them,
an inexplicable charm flowing within them.

After kissing me, she turned and walked towards her bedroom.

In that instant, my mind went blank again, and my eyes involuntarily turned back to her
body wrapped in the short towel, as if drawn by a magnet, fixed on her suddenly protruding
area , trying to guess its roundness and size from its glimpses!

Before I knew it, my groin was aroused again.

Entering my bedroom, my heart was filled with turmoil; the lust I had so firmly controlled
surged forth once more.

Although my eyes were glued to the television, only heaven knows what I was seeing!

Nude, completely naked!

My own daughter's naked body!

Clearly, my daughter had matured!

She had transformed from an innocent little girl into a voluptuous and seductive woman.

But so what? She was still my daughter!

I desperately berated myself, unable to bear looking any longer, desperately trying to suppress my thoughts, and lay down alone on the bed.

But the allure of that fleeting encounter was simply too great for me.

My heart, which had been calm as still water, began to involuntarily conjure images of her snow-white body,
her snow-white breasts, her rose-like nipples, her mons pubis covered in thick, soft pubic hair,
and her firm, round, tightly taut buttocks. I couldn't take it anymore; my shameless
little thing between my legs suddenly sprang to life.

My hand unconsciously moved down to my crotch, grasping my already erect penis, indulging in wonderful fantasies about my
daughter 's body while masturbating.

How wonderful!

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and the faster my hand moved up and down.

I couldn't take it anymore!

I really couldn't take it anymore!

Quick, the climax was coming!

Just as my hand was increasing its speed, suddenly, the door opened with a "creak," and
there stood my daughter, wearing pajamas, standing there gracefully, her mouth slightly open,
her expression surprised, quietly watching me without moving.

The air froze instantly. My hand was still gripping my penis, still hard and erect.
My head and I dared not move again.

Then, with a "plop," a stream of murky liquid
gushed out from my still-erect penis!

Suddenly, I didn't know what to do!

In an instant, Helen's expression shifted rapidly: shock, disbelief, and finally, a deep
sense of understanding.

She actually smiled slightly at me!

After shame, unease, and shock, I was bewildered by my daughter's smile. I could see it was
a smile of understanding, and also an ambiguous one.

Even more unexpectedly, she did something I hadn't anticipated at all. She turned and
dimmed the bedside lamp, then slowly lowered
her arms, the thin nightgown draped over her body sliding gently down to the floor.

She undressed as she walked towards my bed.

Now, it was my turn to be shocked.

Her hand was still gripping my penis, but her mouth was agape!

Ignoring my astonishment, she stared intently at me, continuing to undress and
walk towards me.

She looked like a lioness, a lioness in heat, a lioness about to hunt her
prey .

Good heavens, she walked slowly, swaying her plump, round buttocks,
her beautiful, rose-like breasts bouncing with each step.

I was mesmerized, as if hypnotized, watching her sway gracefully towards me
, completely frozen in place.

She came to the bed and whispered to me, "How wonderful, Dad. For so many years, every night
I couldn't help but think of you. I even fantasized that one day you would
sneak into my room while I was sleeping and rape me all night long. How about that? I think
you'll think of me too, right?"

A fleeting smile appeared on her face as she slowly lay down beside me. As soon as she was down,
she pressed her two white legs tightly against mine. Then, she hugged me tightly,
pressed herself against me,

and slowly kissed my lips with her sweet tongue. I felt her firm breasts pressing against my chest, and my head immediately went blank.
My hands moved naturally to her smooth back, roaming freely up and down.

Then, I gently slid my fingertips along her buttocks, teasing them.

She seemed to be aroused. She quickly moved one hand down to my
penis , while her other hand pressed my head down towards her breasts.

Without further ado, I opened my mouth and took her already hard, erect, almost
translucent red nipple into my mouth, squeezing and sucking it forcefully with my lips, teasing it with my tongue.

She couldn't take it anymore, letting out a soft moan.

She finally realized how powerful I was; she moaned, but I didn't let her go. I continued
to tease her nipple with my lips, gradually increasing the pressure.

Moaning and writhing, she grasped my penis with her hands, pulling my erect penis to her
most desired spot, placing it outside the gate to her vagina.

It was already soaking wet!

I had no more reservations!

With a gentle thrust, my penis easily slid into her wet vagina. Clearly,
she was no longer a virgin, but she hadn't given birth yet, and her vagina was still quite tight. I couldn't insert my penis
all the way in at once; I could only push in little by little, deeper and deeper.

Her nipples were already hard, standing erect on her firm, fleshy mounds. My mouth left hers,
slowly moving upwards until it reached her lips, kissing
them deeply and for a long time.

Her breathing quickened, and with each gasp, I extended my tongue, gently slipping it
into her ear, lightly nibbling at her soft earlobe, my teeth lightly brushing her delicate neck.

Throughout, her hands were on my back, aimlessly stroking and sliding, sometimes
pressing me down, pinning me beneath her, urgently demanding more from me.

"How wonderful! How beautiful! How comfortable,"

my daughter gasped incoherently, "Before, I always fantasized, fantasized about my dear
father like this, inserting his penis into his own daughter's vagina, thrusting endlessly…
Oh…"

My daughter moaned repeatedly with each thrust.

Her moans fueled my even greater force.

Harder!

Faster!

The room filled with a strange odor.

"Plop," "Plop," my penis was inside my daughter's vagina, tightly
enveloped by warm muscles, grinding and soaking. I was covered in her vaginal fluid, thrusting in and out repeatedly.
The sound of my penis thrusting in and out of her vaginal fluid was particularly pleasing, especially jarring, in the softly lit room!

"Plop," "Plop," the vaginal fluid was making sounds, "Slap slap slap," my lower abdomen and pelvis slammed against
her soft, boneless private parts, making rhythmic sounds.

The bed creaked and groaned, shaking uncontrollably. Helen spread her legs wide,
her hands tightly wrapped around my back, her legs spread wide, sometimes tightly gripping my buttocks, squeezing
me forcefully, pressing me tightly against her private parts, letting me penetrate her deeply.

“Daddy, my good daddy, you’ve finally come to your daughter!”

She kept twisting her beautiful buttocks, moaning, “Oh, so beautiful, so beautiful, Daddy, you’re
so at this, I’m killing you.”

“Is it good, my dear?”

I asked warmly as I thrust in.

“It’s good, I feel so good,”

my daughter moaned, “harder, yes, deeper, deeper. I… oh, I…”

she screamed ecstatically.

I slowly pulled out my thick, long penis, and then suddenly thrust it
all the way into my daughter’s vagina. With each deep thrust, Helen would tense up,
let out a “whoosh,” and then her legs would twitch violently, tightly gripping my buttocks for a long time.

As I reached her clitoris, my buttocks twitched tightly, and the penis inside her vagina sprang, the smooth
glans gently brushing against her clitoris. Her clitoris trembled slightly, her whole body shook, and she limply released
her legs.

I pulled my penis out, then, with a thrust, plunged it deep back
into her warm, moist vagina…

The light was dim, and in that dim light, the moans and gasps of a man and woman could be heard

intermittently. For a moment, the bed shook, hips twisted, flesh colliding against flesh, my penis pumping in her vagina, the “tsk tsk” sound of
her juices intensifying the stench in the room—the stench of obscenity, the stench of incest. My daughter
beneath me, my penis inside her vagina—it was
an experience I, as a father, had never felt before. Excitement made me incredibly powerful, the incestuous pleasure propelling me to unprecedented speed. Her vagina
writhed, like a mischievous child, pulling, sucking, grinding, clamping, as if teasing, as if
playing a prank, tightly gripping my tireless penis!

I knew my daughter's climax was approaching.

I knew my climax was about to come too!

"Oh, Daddy, I'm going to cum!"

my daughter cried out in a high-pitched voice.

"Oh, hold on, wait for Daddy, Daddy's going to cum too, let's cum together!"

I roared back.

A shudder, waves of pleasure emanating from my penis, my semen gushing forth, crashing
deep .

With a series of shudders, we both cummed!

The exhausted man lay limp on the bed, quietly listening to his daughter's whispers in my ear.

She told me that before, she had slept with boys at school more than once. Every
time , she would fantasize that in her imagination, the one straddling her, trying to give her pleasure,
was none other than her father, her biological father.

At first, she felt it was immoral, felt ashamed, and hoped that feeling would disappear.

But she couldn't; the more frequently she slept, the stronger the feeling became.

She never gave up, she never stopped!

Only by imagining herself beneath her father could she find satisfaction.

Hearing her words, I didn't know what to say. I just felt that all the years of waiting had finally
been comforted, and it was such a wonderful feeling.

I didn't interrupt my daughter; I just listened quietly, savoring the moment.

However, amidst the excitement, I was also a little afraid. After all, Helen is my daughter, the daughter my wife and I had
!

Regardless of what I was thinking, Helen finished her murmured explanation and then, like a snake, began to move again,
swimming over me. She grasped my penis in her hand and lowered her head.

My penis, already limp and lifeless, lay slumped to one side.

But she didn't mind; she opened her mouth and swallowed it.

Her legs straddled my face, her vulva fully exposed before my eyes, purely to arouse me.
Her buttocks writhed on my face, the sensual movements thrilling me.

Sometimes she would grasp my penis and push it up and down, sometimes she would open her
sexy little mouth and stick out her red tongue, teasing my smooth glans. Her
tongue flicked at the tip of my urethra, making my hands clench tightly and then loosen, gripping the sheets tightly
. I didn't know how to release my pent-up desire; I just kept tilting my head back, craning my neck, my mouth
open in an "O" shape, but no sound came out.

She turned her head, looked at me, smiled, and her tongue swept across the head of my penis, then
flicked along the edge with the tip—I don't know where she learned those moves.

I was ecstatic!

I was having such a blast!

She laughed triumphantly, opened her mouth wide, and slowly leaned down. My hard penis, little by little,
entered her cherry-like mouth. Then, her soft lips gripped it tightly, licking it up and
down rapidly. While licking, her already full mouth murmured something to me
.

I didn't care anymore; without asking her opinion, I held my finger upright and
slowly inserted it into her wrinkled anus.

As soon as my finger entered, she let out a soft moan, turned to look at me,
and then her anus tightened, gripping my finger tightly, refusing to let go.

However, that didn't stop me. I increased my strength and thrust it all the way in at once.

She tilted her head back, lifted her buttocks, and let out a soft, muffled moan. Under my finger, right before my
eyes, her anus opened and closed—the scene was captivating and provocative. My finger worked her
anal muscles, pressing down hard. With my force, a small vortex formed around her anus. Then,
I slowly pulled my finger out. As I withdrew, her grayish-white muscles clung tightly to my
finger as it was pulled out. How wonderful!

My daughter's buttocks, white and round, swayed up and down against my face. Through her parted
legs, I could clearly see her deep-colored petals. Her plump mounds of flesh were parted, and the bright red
slit was covered with cloudy, lustful fluid. The brownish clitoris protruded, glistening with the post-orgasmic saliva, making it
especially tempting. I couldn't resist. My tongue darted out, and I began to taste
the honeyed nectar mixed with my semen and my daughter's lustful fluid.

My tongue found the small red clitoris and teased it forcefully. She seemed to
have no , and she sat down on my face. I swept my tongue wildly
across her soft mounds of flesh, pressing it hard against her clitoris, sliding it up and down incessantly. She sat down, pressed tightly against my face,
swaying back and forth. My nose was pressed deeply into her vagina, forcing me to pull it
out and breathe deeply.

While she rubbed her vulva against the tip of my nose, her small mouth was constantly licking my large penis,
her tongue teasing, her tongue rubbing, her lips clamping. She was so skilled. Watching her so focused,
so engrossed, she had completely forgotten who she was. She no longer remembered that she was my daughter, no longer remembered
that I was her father. She was just a woman, a woman who sought pleasure with a man, a passionate, persistent, and wanton
woman!

My tongue teased her clitoris, and my hands tightly gripped her elastic buttocks, forcefully
spreading them apart. My fingers were deeply inserted into her anus, and she groaned loudly, twisting violently,
as if encouraging me to thrust harder.

My daughter's anus opened and closed intermittently, tightly gripping my fingers. Her clitoris swelled,
her vagina opened and closed, and the muscles inside slowly writhed. Her lips were tightly clamped
around my penis, which moved in and out of her mouth faster and faster, and my fingers moved faster and faster as well.

The writhing of the muscles intensified!

The frequency of sucking increased!

It was a frequency that no man could withstand. I felt I was about to ejaculate.

But I couldn't ejaculate, I couldn't ejaculate so easily!

I pushed her onto the bed, and she knelt on the bed knowingly, raising her round, plump
buttocks high to meet me, moaning continuously, "Come on, Daddy, come to me."

I knelt on the bed, my hand constantly stroking my penis, my eyes fixed on her slightly open, disheveled
private parts.

"Come on, Daddy, come on, waah, I can't take it anymore!"

My daughter's buttocks were constantly writhing, and as she did so, her little mouth was emitting seductive cries.

After adjusting my mindset, the numbness in my spine disappeared, and I could continue to tame the little
wild horse before me.

I held my penis, still covered in my daughter's saliva, and aimed it at her slightly open vulva.
With a thrust , using the slippery lubrication, my penis went in with a "hiss" and was fully inserted.

"Ah! How wonderful! How beautiful!"

My daughter tensed up, moaning softly.

The moans were the best encouragement!

Lost in my own world, I held my daughter's hips with both hands, and "slap, slap, slap," my lower body repeatedly slammed against Helen's
plump buttocks, making crisp slapping sounds.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm,"

Helen's little mouth echoed the continuous slapping sounds.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

The penis kept withdrawing and thrusting in, the daughter's vagina always
welcoming .

"Oh, Daddy, my good Daddy..."

Amid the daughter's moans, glistening vaginal fluid accumulated around her vagina as the penis was withdrawn,
slowly sliding down, the little river overflowing, gently moistening her thick pubic hair, and
as the vaginal fluid increased, it slowly dripped onto the bed.

"Slap slap slap!" My daughter's body moved back and forth tirelessly, like a wild horse
galloping across an endless plain.

Withdrawing, inserting, withdrawing again, inserting again—I felt like an energetic rider, urging
my horse forward, racing towards the distance, towards that boundless world.

"Faster, oh, so beautiful!"

my daughter cried out. "Faster, Daddy, faster, deeper, yes, deeper!"

Amid her moans, my penis withdrew at full speed, and while the smooth glans remained in her
glistening, wet vagina, I thrust it back in deeply.

"Faster, I, faster, Daddy, kill me! I feel so good!"

In my room, the dim light softly illuminated my daughter's body. Her fair, white
flesh was covered in sweat, glistening in the soft light.

The bed shook!

Her hips moved!

My lower body throbbed incessantly.

With each thrust, my daughter's body lurched forward, her firm,
full breasts swaying back and forth...

Moans, the slapping of muscles, the creaking of the bed filled the small room.

Everything was so lewd, so lewd incestuous, happening under the dim light, in the quiet
night...

"Mmm..."

Helen moaned, her anus twitching, her vagina gradually tightening,
resisting the intrusion of my penis.

Like a valiant warrior, I wielded my weapon, breaking through her defenses again and again, reaching her core,
gently touching her clitoris.

Helen trembled, her vagina writhing, sucking my
penis , pulling it deeper into her body.

Again

and again…

the contractions of her vaginal muscles grew more rapid, like a child suckling, tightly gripping my penis, the
suction penetrating deep into my heart…

Just then, a shiver ran down my spine, and I couldn't control myself. My penis throbbed repeatedly inside her vagina,
and with each thud, gushes of semen erupted forcefully, shooting deep into her body.

I ejaculated again!

As I ejaculated, my daughter let out a soft "ah," her body stiffening, first
motionless , then slowly collapsing onto the bed…

I was completely exhausted.

She was utterly worn out.

The night was so warm.

On the father's bed lay two people: the father, and his daughter.

In the dim light, their bare legs intertwined, they slept soundly, completely naked…

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