Wife's debts, daughter's repayment

My wife had been with two men before we married, and had also had two abortions for other men. Her loose vagina was a huge burden for me, her first time. God was so unfair to me! Thankfully, God finally opened his eyes and gave me a beautiful and healthy daughter. I want to take back what my wife owed me, so that we can maintain harmony in our family.

Things were progressing according to my plan. Plus, I have a bit of a pedophilic tendency, so what was bound to happen was bound to happen!

When Lingling was three years old, my wife had to go back to her hometown (in another province), leaving me alone at home with our daughter. For the first few days, I didn't think much of it, but after seven days, my male needs became extremely urgent. One summer evening, I gave Lingling a bath and coaxed her to sleep. I was reading a book (of course, a pornographic one). After a while, I felt a surge of urgency. I quickly pulled down my underwear, holding the book in one hand and rapidly rubbing my penis with the other. But the feeling wasn't quite right; my penis felt like a towering cannon. My penis was 12 centimeters long, and the glans wasn't very big. The purple glans looked like a small mushroom, and the blue veins on my penis looked like they were about to burst out. Stimulated by the scenes described in the book, my penis kept nodding upwards, and clear fluid kept flowing from the urethral opening on the glans. "If only there were a hole to insert into right now!" I thought as I moved.

Suddenly, I saw my daughter sleeping soundly beside me. Because it was summer, she was completely naked, her skin as smooth and delicate as satin. Since she was lying face up, her chubby little legs were spread apart, and her vulva looked like a thin line. Her plump genitals were so soft. I leaned over and gently pried open her vulva with my hand. It was such a small, red hole, probably only the size of a small pea. I tried inserting my finger inside; it was very dry, and I watched as my fingertip was slowly swallowed by the vaginal opening. My three-year-old daughter's vagina gripped my finger tightly; it was so warm inside. I pushed it in a little further, and she let out a painful groan. I quickly pulled my finger out. Although I wanted to penetrate her, I knew she was too young to handle my large penis. My penis was now even harder and longer. I thought for a moment and changed my daughter's sleeping position.

I turned her onto her side, her back to me, and gently leaned against her from behind, pressing her tender body tightly against mine. I pulled her body down towards me, and she liked the feeling of being close to me. She twisted her body, pressed herself tightly against me, and fell into a deep sleep again. I gently lifted one of her legs slightly, then slipped my penis between her thighs and lowered her leg. Her two plump thighs clamped tightly around my penis, which felt incredibly pleasurable. The incestuous and sinful feeling made me thrust gently. Little Lingling didn't seem to feel anything; a sweet smile graced her innocent face. My breathing

grew heavier, and my thrusting speed gradually increased. However, since the head of my penis was exposed and felt a bit cool, it was the only drawback. I thought for a moment, then gently parted my daughter's legs from the front with my right hand, and used my fingers to press the head of my penis against the opening of Lingling's vagina, so it wouldn't feel cold. This time, the feeling was truly different. I could clearly feel it through my fingers; each time I thrust, my daughter's small vagina was mechanically pushed deep into my glans. I gently pried open her vaginal opening with my hand, and my glans slowly pushed in a little bit. The warm vaginal opening enveloped my glans, and it felt so good. The stimulation made me lose my mind, and I thrust forward harder and harder.

Gradually, I felt that the place where Lingling and I were joined was becoming more and more slippery. I touched it with my hand and found a lot of vaginal fluid. I quickly pulled my penis out, turned on the bedside lamp, and spread my hands apart my daughter's vagina to take a look. I saw that Lingling's vagina was red from where I had penetrated her (I didn't insert it inside, just at the vulva and vaginal opening). There was even a little bit of clear liquid flowing out of her tender vagina. "A three-year-old girl can feel things and produce vaginal fluid?" Stimulated by the sight, I held Lingling tightly in my arms, increasing the speed of my thrusts. After more than ten rapid thrusts, my mind went blank, and a wave of pleasure washed over me. I quickly pressed my penis firmly against my daughter's vaginal opening, and my semen gushed out like a fountain, throbbing for over a minute. I had never ejaculated so much with my wife before. Watching my daughter's slightly open vaginal opening flowing with such white fluid, I went limp.
I continued this kind of lovemaking until my wife returned, but I never had the chance again until I went to Beijing. In 2003, I went to work in Beijing, and my wife came with me. Our daughter stayed with my wife's family. One day during dinner, my wife suddenly told me, "You need to be prepared. Lingling accidentally fell from a height while playing at my house and got injured. She's bleeding a lot from her vagina, and her hymen might be damaged." I was stunned. This was no small matter; it concerned a girl's entire life.

Seeing my reaction, my wife quickly comforted me. Suddenly, a thought struck me: if her hymen was damaged, my wife and everyone else would know. Then, when I had sex with our daughter, I wouldn't have to worry about people finding out she wasn't a virgin... Hahaha, it's like God is helping me! But I still had to maintain appearances. I pretended to be very angry and scolded my wife, who didn't dare say anything in front of me. Finally, she said she wanted to bring our daughter to Beijing as soon as possible so we could raise her ourselves, and of course, I agreed.

My daughter is five years old now. Since arriving in Beijing, she's been spending most of her time with her mother. I pretend not to care, but I still keep a close eye on her. One day, her mother went to work, and I stayed home to rest. My daughter slept in bed, and I slept on the floor wearing only my underwear (because there's no air conditioning, and the floor is cooler). Around noon, my daughter got hungry and woke me up, asking me to make her something to eat. So I made her some noodles. After eating, I went back to sleep on the floor. It was so hot; the floor was radiating heat. My daughter played carefree beside me. Because of my daughter, my wife is usually very mindful of her behavior and rarely gives me the opportunity to have sex. It was so hot, and my daughter was only wearing underwear. I looked at her, and memories of a game from years ago flooded back.

"Lingling, come play with Daddy, okay?" "Okay," my daughter was very obedient. I had her lie down in front of me, just like when she was three, with her back against me. I reached my hand over her from the front and cupped her vulva with my large palm. At first, she wasn't used to it and twisted her body a few times, but as my fingers gently rubbed her vulva a few times, she actually started breathing heavily and seemed to fall asleep.

So I took off her underwear and kept rubbing her vulva with my hand, and kept pinching her little clitoris. I got up and placed my head between her legs, watching as my daughter's tiny vaginal opening slowly opened under my caresses. It was already about the size of a small broad bean, and hot breath kept escaping from the small opening. I was extremely excited. I lay down and brought my daughter's upper leg to my side. Her vaginal opening opened wider and wider. I gently inserted my middle finger. There was already some lubrication inside. I slowly and carefully inserted it, and surprisingly, a knuckle went in without touching the hymen. It seemed that her injury back then was really serious.

My penis was extremely hard and erect. I immediately pulled down my underwear and lay down behind her as we always did. Using the old method, I inserted my penis from behind, passing it over her thighs, with the head of my penis against her vaginal opening. There was so much fluid on my glans that it dripped onto my daughter's smooth inner thighs and vaginal opening even before I inserted it. Using my fingers, I pressed the head of my penis firmly against the entrance of her vagina, slowly thrusting my hips. As the force increased, my enormous glans gradually entered my daughter's small vagina. I took the mirror I had prepared and placed it at our point of contact. In the mirror, I saw my huge, hard penis, as stiff as an iron rod, inserted into a very small hole. Although it only went in a little bit, the feeling of the glans being tightly gripped almost made me ejaculate immediately.

Slowly, I increased the force of my insertion again. The feeling of my glans, hot as if it were soaking in 60-degree water, was unparalleled. Suddenly, I felt my glans loosen, and the entire glans was inside. "My penis can actually penetrate the vagina of a 5-year-old girl, and this is my own daughter!" What kind of feeling is that? I believe every man can understand. So tight, so tight, so hot—that was all I felt. My mind was completely focused on my glans. My daughter's small cavity tightly gripped the invading part of her father's body, preventing it from going in or out. So good, so good...
I slowly thrust my penis in and out, but once the head entered, because my daughter was so young and her vagina was so short, I couldn't insert even an inch further at her cervix. I could only let the head of my penis slowly feel the pressure inside her vagina.

Most of my penis was still sticking out, and I simply couldn't resist. I tried to push it in forcefully, but the head of my penis immediately popped out. I was very frustrated. I thought for a moment, and then a brilliant idea struck me. Since I couldn't get in through her vagina, I could try her anus. Remembering that I was the one who deflowered her, my penis involuntarily twitched a few times. I ran my hand along her vaginal opening a few times, collecting her vaginal fluid on my middle finger, then smeared it on her anus to increase lubrication. I then aimed my penis at her anus and gently pushed it in and out, gradually increasing the pressure. I knew perfectly well that one thrust wouldn't be enough; it would require prolonged friction.

Sure enough, her small anus opened with my increasing pressure, and my glans slowly slid in. After about 20 minutes, while my daughter slept soundly, my glans broke through the barrier, and with a "pop," it was fully inserted into my daughter's young, untouched anus. At the entrance of her anus, a fleshy ring tightly gripped the ridge behind my glans, leaving no gap whatsoever. It squeezed my glans painfully. The temperature inside her vagina was very high, causing my glans to become extremely engorged with blood. I endured the pain and gently began to thrust.

They say "everything is difficult at the beginning," and I think that's very true. After my glans went in, during thrusting, I barely felt anything as my penis slid in all the way. My entire penis was inside my daughter's body, and I really wanted to scream to the heavens. My daughter suddenly moved, and I immediately froze. Thankfully, she stopped moving again right away. I gradually increased the speed of my thrusting, and the connection between my penis and her anus loosened a little. The thrusting became faster and faster, and suddenly, I hugged my daughter tightly, my penis deeply pressed against the depths of her anus, and my semen erupted like a volcano, all of it shooting inside her anus... Pulling out my now limp penis, I put on my underwear, woke my daughter, and told her to go to the toilet. She obediently went and urinated for a while.

After the last time I had anal sex, my daughter still preferred to play with her mother and didn't mention it to her, making me worry for several days and afraid to do it with her again.
A few days later, just like last time, her mother went to work, and I stayed home sleeping and taking care of my daughter. Of course, things unfolded the same way as before. I first inserted my penis into my daughter's vagina for a while, and then I started inserting it into her anus. This time I changed the position. I was still lying on my side, but I let my daughter's body lie on its side, forming a "T" shape with my body. I lifted my daughter's two legs and placed them on my thighs, then spread her legs apart, and then pressed my body against her buttocks. My large penis pressed tightly against her vaginal opening. I swished the head of my penis around the opening a few times, letting the glans, now covered in her vaginal fluids, penetrate her anus. Because of what happened last time, it felt much easier. I inserted it in a few strokes, and after a few thrusts, it felt like I was flying in the clouds. I could hear the sounds of our vaginal fluids mingling inside.

"Wait a minute," I thought, "there wasn't this much fluid last time." I looked down and saw that my penis was completely inside Lingling's vagina. It wasn't just the head anymore; it was the whole length inside. The visual stimulation drove me mad. Without a word, I began to thrust violently, watching my 5-year-old daughter's tiny vagina swell like a steamed bun with each thrust. Her still-developing labia majora flipped in and out with each stroke. I was thrusting like I was with her mother. Even an adult couldn't handle it, let alone a child. My daughter's face showed pain, but I ignored it all and pushed harder.

Then I felt my glans break through an even smaller bottleneck inside, tightly gripped by an even smaller cavity. I knew I had penetrated my daughter's tiny womb. "My daughter is finally completely mine!" I thrust deeply and forcefully, each time penetrating her uterus, pressing against the very core of her vaginal wall. After a few thrusts, my semen gushed out. I hugged my daughter tightly, letting the semen shoot all into her womb, making a slapping sound. It took a long time before I stopped. I pulled out my penis and saw my semen slowly flowing from my daughter's slightly open, bright red vaginal opening, the red and white mixture quite alluring.

A week later, during my lunch break, I suddenly had a new thought: my daughter always fell asleep while I was having sex with her, which wasn't very satisfying. What would it be like if she were awake and we made love? I let her rest well first. When she woke up, I hugged her and said, "Lingling, can you help Daddy?" My daughter nodded obediently, and I took her small hand and guided it to my already erect penis. My daughter was a little embarrassed and pulled her hand back slightly. I quickly covered her hand with my penis, and she didn't move. I lay down and covered my face with a pillow, feeling my 5-year-old daughter servicing me with her small hand. At first, seeing that I had covered my face, she became much bolder. Without my guidance, she curiously pulled down the foreskin on my glans, then almost pressed her face against my penis, observing it carefully. My glans was unusually large today, the purple mushroom head throbbing incessantly in my daughter's hand.

Whether it was natural or not, she somehow knew to rub my foreskin up and down with her hand, giving me waves of pleasure. I was enjoying my own daughter's ministrations with my eyes closed. Suddenly, I felt a warm cavity enveloping my glans. I quickly looked down and saw my daughter shyly removing her mouth from my glans, a thin strand of saliva connecting my penis to her mouth. I quickly pretended to cover my face tightly with the pillow. Sure enough, after a while, my daughter took my glans back into her small mouth, and even more strangely, she knew how to thrust in and out. Perhaps it's a woman's nature, I thought...

About 20 minutes later, my daughter stopped her oral service and started using her hands to help me. I was in good spirits today, probably because I'd done it a few times before, so I didn't feel any urge to ejaculate. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it. After a while, I felt the warm cavity enveloping my glans again, and it went deep inside. I peeked through the gap in the pillow and saw a scene I'll never forget: my five-year-old daughter was half-squatting on my penis, one hand prying open her tender vaginal opening, and the other little hand was holding my penis, aiming my glans at her vaginal opening and pushing it inside. A large part of my glans was already inside her vagina, and I could see the flesh on both sides was bulging. My precious daughter frowned and slowly sat down. Seeing my glans completely inside her small cavity, and my penis slowly being swallowed up, I couldn't help but tighten my hips and thrust upwards, my entire penis penetrating her vagina. Then, as if someone had instructed me, Lingling began to automatically thrust in and out. Her face was flushed, her eyes tightly closed, whether from the pain of the foreign object filling her body or from enjoying real sex, I couldn't tell.

I increased the speed of my thrusting from below. Slowly, her vagina became increasingly slippery, and a considerable amount of vaginal fluid was squeezed out from our joined bodies due to the thrusting. I suddenly threw away the pillow, hugged my daughter tightly, and thrust upwards forcefully. My enormous glans effortlessly spread open my 5-year-old daughter's cervix, inserting my father's genitals into her not-yet-fully-developed uterus. He kept thrusting upwards, the temperature inside the cavity was so hot, the vaginal and uterine walls kept writhing, as if trying to squeeze out every last drop of her father's essence. The daughter was not to be outdone, forcefully contracting her vagina and uterus. Finally, with a heavy exhale, I poured all the semen that had been used in this incestuous act between my daughter and me into my own daughter's uterus without reservation.

For three years, my beloved daughter and I made love whenever we had the chance. My semen poured into her still tender vagina and uterus like boiling water until she turned seven and had to go home to study.

During her school years, just thinking about making love with my daughter would make my penis involuntarily hard. Every time I made love with my wife, I would fantasize about doing the same with my daughter, and I would feel a surge of passion.

Finally, the winter vacation arrived, and at my wife's behest, I went back to my hometown to pick up my daughter to come to Chongqing. Of course, I was more than happy to do so. Perhaps because we had been separated for so long, she was a little shy when she saw me. Before getting on the bus, I gave her some sleeping pills – my daughter gets carsick, and she started to feel sleepy shortly after we started driving. I put her on the seat, let her head rest on my lap, and then covered her head and body with my clothes. Our seats were good, in the last row by the window. Most of the people on the bus were asleep. After a while, my daughter rolled over, her head down, right in front of my penis. It had been a long time since I'd made love with my daughter, and my penis was already hard. I carefully looked around to make sure no one was watching, then pretended to stretch and quietly unzipped my pants, releasing my erect penis. Because of the clothes, no one could see it. My daughter's little mouth was near my penis. I adjusted her body and put my penis in her mouth. She was probably a little uncomfortable and tried to spit it out, but it didn't come out, so I stopped.

As the car bumped along, my penis moved in and out of Lingling's small mouth. I really wanted to pull her up and fuck her, but in the end, I didn't dare. I persisted like this all the way to Chongqing, and I ultimately didn't ejaculate in her mouth. When we got home, I pretended to be very tired. My wife felt sorry for me and was also very happy that our daughter had come. She took her to the mall to buy things, and I slept alone at home.

At night, since we only had one bed and it was winter, our whole family slept on the bed. My daughter slept in the middle, my wife slept on the inside, and I slept on the side. But my heart was pounding, and I couldn't fall asleep. Around 2:00 AM, I really wanted to have sex, but I was afraid my daughter would tell my wife, which would cause a huge problem. So I endured it, pretending to be asleep, and quietly placed my hand on my daughter's body. There was no reaction, so I gradually grew bolder. Pretending to turn over, I slowly moved my hand to my daughter's lower body. Because she was sleeping in the middle and it was warmer, she was only wearing a small pair of underwear. I gently parted the edge of her underwear with one finger and slipped it inside, exploring downwards from her smooth, hairless mons pubis. Finally, my finger touched her pubic area. I clearly felt my daughter's shoulder move slightly, but she didn't make a sound.

Without a word, I gently parted her vaginal opening with two fingers, and slowly inserted my middle finger into her vagina, rubbing it gently. After about ten minutes, I could clearly feel that there was more discharge in my baby's vagina, and my fingers felt slippery. I then inserted my entire finger into my daughter's vagina. Because her mother was sleeping next to her, I was both careful and excited. While turning over, I gently turned my daughter over so that she was facing her mother and her back was to me. Just like when she was little, I pulled her little bottom a little closer, carefully pulled my penis out from the edge of her underwear, and used my hand to pull open the edge of her underwear, then inserted my penis along the edge of her underwear.

I adjusted my position, my penis rubbing against her vaginal opening, and carefully moved my hips. As my daughter's breathing gradually became heavier, I reached one hand to her vaginal opening from the front and pressed my rock-hard glans inside. Then I thrust my hips forward; because her vagina was already wet, the large mushroom head slid in without much effort. I waited a moment, then began to carefully thrust in and out. I could clearly feel that my daughter's vagina was very tight because it hadn't been penetrated for a long time. But the temperature inside was also gradually rising. I could clearly feel my daughter's hips thrust back a few times, and my large penis slid in all at once. My movements gradually became more vigorous, but as soon as I sensed any movement from my wife, I would immediately stop, pretending to turn over in my sleep.

It was so exciting and thrilling: to be having sex with her most beloved baby daughter right in front of my wife, my huge penis still hard inside her little baby, my enormous glans stretching open her cervix, the entire glans rubbing against her clitoris inside her uterus. Like a wolf sucking nectar. Excited at the thought, I quickened my pace. My daughter's silken vagina and uterine walls enveloped my glans and penis, the slippery, warm fluid inside soaking my manhood—my sexual organ (my large penis). With the contractions and expansion of her vaginal walls and uterine walls, her cavity squeezed my penis like a small bottle. My scrotum involuntarily throbbed, my glans swelled, and it stretched my daughter's small cervix wide open. A surge of pleasure coursed through me, and my semen gushed out, pulsating within my daughter's young uterus for a full two minutes... After a long while, my penis finally went soft. As my daughter's vagina contracted, it squeezed out my already limp glans. I touched her vaginal opening, and a lot of semen and vaginal fluid flowed out, completely soaking her panties, making them slippery. Afraid my wife would find out, I pretended to pat my daughter, saying, "Baby, get up and go to the bathroom." She scrambled up and went to the bathroom, washing her panties in the process. What a good daughter!

My wife had been with two men before we married and had two abortions for other men. Her loose vagina was a heavy burden for me, her first time. God was so unfair to me! Thankfully, God finally smiled upon me and gave me a beautiful and healthy daughter. I wanted to take back what my wife owed me through her, so that we could maintain harmony in our family.

Things were progressing step by step according to my plan. Plus, I have a slight pedophilic tendency, so what was bound to happen was bound to happen!

When Lingling was three years old, my wife had to go back to her hometown (in another province), leaving me alone at home with our daughter. For the first few days, I didn't think much of it, but after seven days, my male needs became extremely urgent. One summer evening, I gave Lingling a bath and put her to sleep. I was reading a book (a pornographic book, of course), and after a while, I started to feel impatient. I quickly pulled down my underwear, holding the book in one hand and rubbing my penis rapidly with the other. But it still didn't feel good; my penis felt like a towering cannon. My penis was 12 centimeters long, and the glans wasn't very big. The purple glans looked like a small mushroom, and the blue veins on my penis looked like they were about to burst out. Stimulated by the scenes described in the book, my penis kept nodding upwards, and clear liquid kept flowing from the urethral opening on the glans. "If only there were a hole to insert into right now!" I thought as I moved.

Suddenly, I saw my daughter sleeping soundly beside me. Because it was summer, she was completely naked, her skin as smooth and delicate as satin. Since she was lying face up, her chubby little legs were spread apart, and her vulva looked like a thin line. Her plump genitals were so soft. I leaned over and gently pried open her vulva with my hand. It was such a small, red hole, probably only the size of a small pea. I tried inserting my finger inside; it was very dry, and I watched as my fingertip was slowly swallowed by the vaginal opening. My three-year-old daughter's vagina gripped my finger tightly; it was so warm inside. I pushed it in a little further, and she let out a painful groan. I quickly pulled my finger out. Although I wanted to penetrate her, I knew she was too young to handle my large penis. My penis was now even harder and longer. I thought for a moment and changed my daughter's sleeping position.

I turned her onto her side, her back to me, and gently leaned against her from behind, pressing her tender body tightly against mine. I pulled her body down towards me, and she liked the feeling of being close to me. She twisted her body, pressed herself tightly against me, and fell into a deep sleep again. I gently lifted one of her legs a little, then slipped my penis between her thighs and lowered her leg. Her two plump thighs clamped tightly around my penis, which felt incredibly good. The incestuous and sinful feeling made me gently thrust in and out. Little Lingling didn't feel anything at all; a sweet smile appeared on her innocent face.

My breathing grew heavier, and the speed of my thrusting gradually increased. However, since the head of my penis was exposed after insertion, it felt a bit cool, which was the only drawback. I thought for a moment, then gently parted my daughter's legs from the front with my right hand, and then used my fingers to press the head of my penis against Lingling's vaginal opening, so it wouldn't feel cold. This time, the feeling was really different. I could clearly feel from my fingers that with each thrust, my penis mechanically pushed deep into my daughter's small vagina. I used my hand to slightly open her vaginal opening, and the head of my penis slowly pushed in a little bit. The warm vaginal opening enveloped my penis, and it felt so good. The stimulation made me lose my mind, and I thrust forward harder and harder.

Gradually, I felt that the place where Lingling and I were joined was becoming more and more slippery. I touched it with my hand and found a lot of vaginal fluid. I quickly pulled my penis out, turned on the bedside lamp, and spread my hands apart my daughter's vagina to take a look: I saw that Lingling's vagina was red from my penetration (I didn't penetrate her, only the vulva and vaginal opening), and clear liquid was flowing out of her tender vagina. "A three-year-old girl can feel things and produce vaginal fluid?" Stimulated by the sight, I held Lingling tightly in my arms, increasing the speed of my thrusts. After more than ten rapid thrusts, my mind went blank, and a wave of pleasure washed over me. I quickly pressed my penis firmly against my daughter's vaginal opening, and my semen gushed out like a fountain, throbbing for over a minute. I had never ejaculated so much with my wife before. Watching my daughter's slightly open vaginal opening flowing with such white fluid, I went limp.
I continued this kind of lovemaking until my wife returned, but I never had the chance again until I went to Beijing. In 2003, I went to work in Beijing, and my wife came with me. Our daughter stayed with my wife's family. One day during dinner, my wife suddenly told me, "You need to be prepared. Lingling accidentally fell from a height while playing at my house and got injured. She's bleeding a lot from her vagina, and her hymen might be damaged." I was stunned. This was no small matter; it concerned a girl's entire life.

Seeing my reaction, my wife quickly comforted me. Suddenly, a thought struck me: if her hymen was damaged, my wife and everyone else would know. Then, when I had sex with our daughter, I wouldn't have to worry about people finding out she wasn't a virgin... Hahaha, it's like God is helping me! But I still had to maintain appearances. I pretended to be very angry and scolded my wife, who didn't dare say anything in front of me. Finally, she said she wanted to bring our daughter to Beijing as soon as possible so we could raise her ourselves, and of course, I agreed.

My daughter is five years old now. Since arriving in Beijing, she's been spending most of her time with her mother. I pretend not to care, but I still keep a close eye on her. One day, her mother went to work, and I stayed home to rest. My daughter slept in bed, and I slept on the floor wearing only my underwear (because there's no air conditioning, and the floor is cooler). Around noon, my daughter got hungry and woke me up, asking me to make her something to eat. So I made her some noodles. After eating, I went back to sleep on the floor. It was so hot; the floor was radiating heat. My daughter played carefree beside me. Because of my daughter, my wife is usually very mindful of her behavior and rarely gives me the opportunity to have sex. It was so hot, and my daughter was only wearing underwear. I looked at her, and memories of a game from years ago flooded back.

"Lingling, come play with Daddy, okay?" "Okay," my daughter was very obedient. I had her lie down in front of me, just like when she was three, with her back against me. I reached my hand over her from the front and cupped her vulva with my large palm. At first, she wasn't used to it and twisted her body a few times, but as my fingers gently rubbed her vulva a few times, she actually started breathing heavily and seemed to fall asleep.

So I took off her underwear and kept rubbing her vulva with my hand, and kept pinching her little clitoris. I got up and placed my head between her legs, watching as my daughter's tiny vaginal opening slowly opened under my caresses. It was already about the size of a small broad bean, and hot breath kept escaping from the small opening. I was extremely excited. I lay down and brought my daughter's upper leg to my side. Her vaginal opening opened wider and wider. I gently inserted my middle finger. There was already some lubrication inside. I slowly and carefully inserted it, and surprisingly, a knuckle went in without touching the hymen. It seemed that her injury back then was really serious.

My penis was extremely hard and erect. I immediately pulled down my underwear and lay down behind her as we always did. Using the old method, I inserted my penis from behind, passing it over her thighs, with the head of my penis against her vaginal opening. There was so much fluid on my glans that it dripped onto my daughter's smooth inner thighs and vaginal opening even before I inserted it. Using my fingers, I pressed the head of my penis firmly against the entrance of her vagina, slowly thrusting my hips. As the force increased, my enormous glans gradually slid into my daughter's small vagina. I took the mirror I had prepared and placed it at our point of contact. In the mirror, I saw my huge, rock-hard penis inserted into a tiny hole. Although it only went in a little, the tight grip on the head almost made me ejaculate.

Slowly, I increased the force of my thrusts again. The heat of my glans, as if it were soaking in 60-degree water, was incomparable. Suddenly, I felt my glans loosen, and the entire head of my penis was inside. "My penis can actually penetrate the vagina of a 5-year-old girl, and this is my own daughter!" What kind of feeling is that? I believe every man can understand. So tight, so tight, so hot—that's all I felt. My mind was completely focused on the glans. My daughter's tiny vaginal canal gripped my invading part tightly, preventing it from going in or out. So good, so good...
I slowly moved my penis in and out, but after the glans entered, because my daughter was so young, her vagina was so short. I couldn't insert even an inch further at her cervix. I could only let the glans slowly feel the pressure inside her vagina.

Most of my penis was still sticking out, and I simply couldn't resist. I tried to push it in forcefully, but the head popped out immediately, which was quite frustrating. I thought for a moment, and then a brilliant idea struck me. Since I couldn't get in through her vagina, I could try her anus. Remembering that I was the one who broke her anus, my penis involuntarily twitched a few times. I scraped her vaginal opening a few times with my hand, getting some of her vaginal fluid on my middle finger, and then smeared it on her anus to increase its lubrication. Then I aimed the head of my penis at her anus and gently pushed it in and out, gradually increasing the pressure. I knew very well that it wouldn't go in in one go; it would require a long period of friction. Sure

enough, the small anus opened up as I gradually increased the pressure, and my glans squeezed in little by little. About 20 minutes later, while my daughter slept soundly, my glans broke through the barrier and with a "pop," it slid all the way into her young, untouched anus. A fleshy ring tightly gripped the ridge behind my glans at the entrance, leaving no gap whatsoever, causing it to pinch painfully. The temperature inside her vagina was very high, making my glans extremely engorged with blood. I endured the pain and began to thrust gently.

They say "the beginning is always the hardest," and I think that's very true. After my glans went in, during thrusting, I felt almost nothing as my penis slid in all the way. My entire penis was inside my daughter's body, and I wanted to scream to the heavens. My daughter suddenly moved, and I immediately froze. Thankfully, she stopped moving again right away. I slowly increased the speed of my thrusting, and the connection between my penis and her anus gradually loosened. The thrusting became faster and faster, and suddenly, I hugged my daughter tightly, my penis deeply pressed against the depths of her anus, and my semen erupted like a volcano, all of it shooting into her anus... Pulling out my now limp penis, I put on my underwear, woke my daughter, and told her to go to the toilet. She obediently went and urinated for a while.

After the incident involving anal penetration, my daughter still wanted to play with her mother and didn't mention it to her. This made me worry for several days, and I didn't dare to do it with her again.
A few days later, just like last time, her mother went to work, and I stayed home sleeping and taking care of my daughter. Of course, things unfolded the same way as before. I first inserted my penis into my daughter's vagina for a while, and then I started inserting it into her anus. This time I changed the position. I was still lying on my side, but I let my daughter's body lie on its side, forming a "T" shape with my body. I lifted my daughter's two legs and placed them on my thighs, then spread her legs apart, and then pressed my body against her buttocks. My large penis pressed tightly against her vaginal opening. I swished the head of my penis around the opening a few times, letting the glans, now covered in her vaginal fluids, penetrate her anus. Because of what happened last time, it felt much easier. I inserted it in a few strokes, and after a few thrusts, it felt like I was flying in the clouds. I could hear the sounds of our vaginal fluids mingling inside.

"Wait a minute," I thought, "there wasn't this much fluid last time." I looked down and saw that my penis was completely inside Lingling's vagina. It wasn't just the head anymore; it was the whole length inside. The visual stimulation drove me mad. Without a word, I began to thrust violently, watching my 5-year-old daughter's tiny vagina swell like a steamed bun with each thrust. Her still-developing labia majora flipped in and out with each stroke. I was thrusting like I was with her mother. Even an adult couldn't handle it, let alone a child. My daughter's face showed pain, but I ignored it all and pushed harder.

Then I felt my glans break through an even smaller bottleneck inside, tightly gripped by an even smaller cavity. I knew I had penetrated my daughter's tiny womb. "My daughter is finally completely mine!" I thrust deeply and forcefully, each time penetrating her uterus, pressing against the very core of her vaginal wall. After a few thrusts, my semen gushed out. I hugged my daughter tightly, letting the semen shoot all into her womb, making a slapping sound. It took a long time before I stopped. I pulled out my penis and saw my semen slowly flowing from my daughter's slightly open, bright red vaginal opening, the red and white mixture quite alluring.

A week later, during my lunch break, I suddenly had a new thought: my daughter always fell asleep while I was having sex with her, which wasn't very satisfying. What would it be like if she were awake and we made love? I let her rest well first. When she woke up, I hugged her and said, "Lingling, can you help Daddy?" My daughter nodded obediently, and I took her small hand and guided it to my already erect penis. My daughter was a little embarrassed and pulled her hand back slightly. I quickly covered her hand with my penis, and she didn't move. I lay down and covered my face with a pillow, feeling my 5-year-old daughter servicing me with her small hand. At first, seeing that I had covered my face, she became much bolder. Without my guidance, she curiously pulled down the foreskin on my glans, then almost pressed her face against my penis, observing it carefully. My glans was unusually large today, the purple mushroom head throbbing incessantly in my daughter's hand.

Whether it was natural or not, she somehow knew to rub my foreskin up and down with her hand, giving me waves of pleasure. I was enjoying my own daughter's ministrations with my eyes closed. Suddenly, I felt a warm cavity enveloping my glans. I quickly looked down and saw my daughter shyly removing her mouth from my glans, a thin strand of saliva connecting my penis to her mouth. I quickly pretended to cover my face tightly with the pillow. Sure enough, after a while, my daughter took my glans back into her small mouth, and even more strangely, she knew how to thrust in and out. Perhaps it's a woman's nature, I thought...

About 20 minutes later, my daughter stopped her oral service and started using her hands to help me. I was in good spirits today, probably because I'd done it a few times before, so I didn't feel any urge to ejaculate. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it. After a while, I felt the warm cavity enveloping my glans again, and it went deep inside. I peeked through the gap in the pillow and saw a scene I'll never forget: my five-year-old daughter was half-squatting on my penis, one hand prying open her tender vaginal opening, and the other little hand was holding my penis, aiming my glans at her vaginal opening and pushing it inside. A large part of my glans was already inside her vagina, and I could see the flesh on both sides was bulging. My precious daughter frowned and slowly sat down. Seeing my glans completely inside her small cavity, and my penis slowly being swallowed up, I couldn't help but tighten my hips and thrust upwards, my entire penis penetrating her vagina. Then, as if someone had instructed me, Lingling began to automatically thrust in and out. Her face was flushed, her eyes tightly closed, whether from the pain of the foreign object filling her body or from enjoying real sex, I couldn't tell.

I increased the speed of my thrusting from below. Slowly, her vagina became increasingly slippery, and a considerable amount of vaginal fluid was squeezed out from our joined bodies due to the thrusting. I suddenly threw away the pillow, hugged my daughter tightly, and thrust upwards forcefully. My enormous glans effortlessly spread open my 5-year-old daughter's cervix, inserting my father's genitals into her not-yet-fully-developed uterus. He thrust upwards relentlessly, the temperature inside her vagina so high, her vaginal and uterine walls undulating incessantly, as if trying to squeeze out every last drop of her father's essence. His daughter, not to be outdone, contracted her vagina and uterus forcefully. Finally, with a heavy exhale, I poured all the semen from our incestuous relationship into her womb.

For three years, my precious daughter and I made love whenever we had the time and opportunity, my semen flowing like boiling water into her still-tender vagina and uterus until she turned seven and had to go home to school.

During her school years, the mere thought of making love with my daughter would involuntarily give me an erection. Every time I made love with my wife, I would fantasize about doing it with my daughter, and my heart would race with passion.

Finally, the winter break arrived, and at my wife's behest, I went back to my hometown to pick up my daughter for a visit to Chongqing, which I was more than happy to do. Perhaps because we had been separated for so long, she was a little shy when she saw me. Before getting on the bus, I gave her some "sleeping pills"—she gets carsick, and soon after we started driving, she seemed to want to sleep. I put her on the seat, let her head rest on my lap, and then covered her head and body with my clothes. Our seats were good, in the last row by the window. Most people on the bus were asleep. After a while, my daughter rolled over, head down, right next to my penis. It had been a long time since I'd made love with her, and my penis was already hard. I carefully looked around to make sure no one was watching, then pretended to stretch and quietly unzipped my pants, releasing my erect penis. Because of my clothes, no one could see it. My daughter's mouth was near my penis. I adjusted her position and put my penis in her mouth. She was probably a little uncomfortable and tried to spit it out, but it didn't come out, so I stopped.

As the car bumped along, my penis thrust in and out of Lingling's small mouth. I really wanted to pull her up and fuck her, but I didn't dare. I held on like this all the way to Chongqing, but I didn't ejaculate inside her. When we got home, I pretended to be exhausted. My wife was worried and happy about our daughter's visit, so she took her shopping. I slept alone at home.

That night, since we only had one bed, and it was winter, the whole family slept on it. My daughter slept in the middle, my wife on the inside, and I slept on the side. But I was still very aroused and couldn't fall asleep. Around 2:00 AM, I really wanted to fuck her, but I was afraid my daughter would tell my wife, which would be a huge problem. I endured it like that, pretending to be asleep, and quietly placed my hand on my daughter's body. There was no reaction, so I gradually grew bolder. Pretending to turn over, I slowly moved my hand to my daughter's lower body. Because she was sleeping in the middle and it was warmer, she was only wearing a small pair of underwear. I gently parted the edge of her underwear with one finger and slipped it inside, exploring downwards from her smooth, hairless mons pubis. Finally, my finger touched her cleavage. I clearly felt my daughter's shoulder move slightly, but she didn't make a sound.

Without a word, I gently parted her vaginal opening with two fingers, and slowly inserted my middle finger into her vagina, rubbing it gently. After about ten minutes, I could clearly feel that there was more discharge in my baby's vagina, and my fingers felt slippery. I then inserted my entire finger into my daughter's vagina. Because her mother was sleeping next to her, I was both careful and excited. While turning over, I gently turned my daughter over so that she was facing her mother and her back was to me. Just like when she was little, I pulled her little bottom a little closer, carefully pulled my penis out from the edge of her underwear, and used my hand to pull open the edge of her underwear, then inserted my penis along the edge of her underwear.

I adjusted my position, my penis rubbing against her vaginal opening, and carefully moved my hips. As my daughter's breathing gradually became heavier, I reached one hand to her vaginal opening from the front and pressed my rock-hard glans inside. Then I thrust my hips forward; because her vagina was already wet, the large mushroom head slid in without much effort. I waited a moment, then began to carefully thrust in and out. I could clearly feel that my daughter's vagina was very tight because it hadn't been penetrated for a long time. But the temperature inside was also gradually rising. I could clearly feel my daughter's hips thrust back a few times, and my large penis slid in all at once. My movements gradually became more vigorous, but as soon as I sensed any movement from my wife, I would immediately stop, pretending to turn over in my sleep.

It was so exciting and thrilling: to be having sex with her most beloved baby daughter right in front of my wife, my huge penis still hard inside her little baby, my enormous glans stretching open her cervix, the entire glans rubbing against her clitoris inside her uterus. Like a wolf sucking nectar. Excited at the thought, I quickened my pace. My daughter's silken vagina and uterine walls enveloped my glans and penis, the slippery, warm fluid inside soaking my manhood—my sexual organ (my large penis). With the contractions and expansion of her vaginal walls and uterine walls, her cavity squeezed my penis like a small bottle. My scrotum involuntarily throbbed, my glans swelled, and it stretched my daughter's small cervix wide open. A surge of pleasure coursed through me, and my semen gushed out, pulsating within my daughter's young uterus for a full two minutes... After a long while, my penis finally went soft. As my daughter's vagina contracted, it squeezed out my already limp glans. I touched her vaginal opening, and a lot of semen and vaginal fluid flowed out, completely wetting her panties, making them slippery. Afraid that my wife would get up and find out, I pretended to pat my daughter and said, "Baby, get up and go to the bathroom." She jumped up and went to the bathroom, washing her panties in the process. What a good daughter she is.

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