Bingbing and her father's real experiences

My name is Bingbing, and I'm 18 years old. The reason I'm telling you about my father is because my feelings for
him are difficult to express in other ways.

When I was little, every night I would ask my father to come to my bedside and talk to me, hold me, and let me
fall asleep in his broad embrace. He would also constantly touch my genitals, which felt so good. As I grew older,
my father's intimacy with me gradually decreased, which disappointed me.

I understand why; it's because boys and girls are different. So sometimes when I touch
my I feel secretly angry, resenting that they've grown so big, preventing me from receiving my father's
embrace anymore.

When I was 12, one night when I went to the bathroom, I heard strange
noises I secretly went to their door and peeked inside. My father was riding on top of my mother,
moving rapidly back and forth. I could hear a "squelching" sound coming from my mother's genitals, and she was moaning, seemingly enjoying
it. I was terrified and quickly went back to bed. I felt something wet down there, and it felt sticky.

After that incident, I often listened to the sounds in my parents' bedroom at night. Several times, in the middle of the night,
I heard panting, so I quietly scooted to the door of my parents' bedroom to listen.
I was always very excited while listening, my breathing becoming rapid.

After each time I eavesdropped, I couldn't help but take off all my clothes and lie naked on the bed, my hands slowly
moving down from my breasts to my private parts. One hand gently rubbed my firm breasts, while the other played with my sticky vulva. As I
played, my breasts felt more and more erect, and my nipples became plump and pink, very cute.

I slowly probed my vulva with my fingers, feeling more viscous fluid flowing out. I was very excited and kept
playing with it, my fingers occasionally going a little deeper.

However, because I was still a virgin, I stopped at the point where I was about to touch my hymen and played back and forth. Suddenly, I
felt something about to flow out, and then streams of vaginal fluid flowed out. It flowed onto my fingers, thighs, and the sheets
. Every time this happened, I especially wanted my dad to touch me, like he did with my mom… but
I never had the chance.

When I was 14, the opportunity finally came.

It was shortly after the start of the school year, after the school sports meet. I ran home covered in sweat at noon and
immediately rushed to the bathroom. My mom wasn't home yet; only my dad was.

As I enjoyed the comfortable feeling in the warm water, I thought, "Why don't I let Dad touch me again today
, even though I 'm 14? Maybe he'll do it like he did with my mom."

I knew my father was watching TV in the living room. So I called out, "Dad, come quick! Wipe my back;
it's so sweaty and uncomfortable!"

"Okay!" my father replied. The bathroom door was suddenly pushed open—it was my father! He was immediately stunned;
he clearly hadn't expected me to be a grown woman.

I broke the awkward silence first, saying, "Dad, hurry up and wipe me down!"

My dad picked up a towel and started wiping me. I could feel his hands trembling slightly, but he
continued wiping me. When his hand landed on my bottom, his movements were very, very slow.

"Bingbing, you're becoming more and more like your mother!" My father's voice carried a strange emotion.

Almost without thinking, I said, "Dad, did you used to scrub Mom's back like this? Then just treat me
like Mom!"

I didn't even notice when my father dropped the towel. He slowly stroked my
back and neck with his hands, one hand sliding down to my buttocks.

When his fingers touched my vulva, I felt incredibly excited! Why was that? I didn't know! I
just felt so good from my father's fingers!

At this moment, my father's breathing became a little heavy, and he had already grasped my breasts. I was
leaning against my father's chest, and he gently kneaded my breasts, my small nipples already hard.

"My good daughter has grown into a beautiful woman!" My father's voice rang in my ears.

I said somewhat dreamily, "I am Daddy's good daughter, Daddy's beautiful woman..."

At fourteen, I was already somewhat confused about sex, but I knew I really liked my father's touch.

My father placed me on the toilet seat, then knelt in front of me and took one of my nipples into
his mouth. The sensation was like an electric current stimulating my tender body. He slowly kissed his
way down to my crotch. My pubic area had just sprouted a few sparse hairs, which made me feel embarrassed,
but at that moment I heard my father's dazed voice say, "Oh! Just like your mother's!"

"Dad, did Mom have hair like this too?" I asked him curiously.

"Yes, your mother had the same, only you had very little, she had a lot..." As he spoke,
my father lowered his head to kiss my pubic area.

I suddenly felt very nervous, but I didn't refuse; I knew about "oral sex"
between .

My father's tongue slowly parted my labia, then inserted the tip of his tongue into my vagina. My tender
vagina became wet under his tongue's licking, and I felt waves of heat flowing down. He carried me to the bedroom
, laid me on the bed, and continued to touch me. After a long period of exploration, my labia
opened , and nectar seeped out.

"I can't take it!" I just wanted this moment to last forever, to let this pleasure continue for 100 years...

And now I had another, even more intense urge; I desperately wanted his penis to enter my little
pussy.

He spread my legs apart; it was already wet. He used his hands to pry open my labia. Without hesitation, he
straightened his penis, aimed it at my tender pussy, and thrust it in.

Although my vagina was already very wet, filled with sticky love juice, I still felt a slight
pain . He paused for a moment, then slowly thrust in and out... At first, I only felt a swelling in my lower body, and a slight tingling.

But later, I only felt waves of pleasure; I couldn't hold back at all, and waves of vaginal fluid flowed out. Dad
's thrusts seemed smoother than before.

"Hmm... much better!... Can I go faster?" Dad asked gently.

I couldn't help but say, "Dad, you can go faster, go harder... I want you to move faster!"

At that moment, Dad began to thrust rapidly.

"Ah... um... ah... oh... ah..." I finally couldn't help but cry out.

"Hmm, does it feel good?" Dad asked softly.

"Hmm... ah... I feel so good!"

My lower body felt a little sore and swollen, a feeling that was both uncomfortable and indescribably pleasurable... At this moment, all I
could hear was the "slap slap slap" sound of my buttocks hitting a certain part of Dad's body.

I felt him getting more and more vigorous, and finally, he thrust in and out a few times, which were the most pleasurable thrusts for me. I felt
his penis swell and throb even more inside my vagina... I also felt a sense of ease I had never felt before,
or rather, a feeling of comfort!

He hugged me tightly, and I hugged him tightly, kissing him, and he lay limp on
top .

That was my first time with Dad. After that, we had several short opportunities to be alone together.
Each time, Dad would seize the opportunity, quickly remove all my clothes, caress and kiss my entire body, and then passionately
make love to me.

However, we didn't have many opportunities to be alone together, and each time was extremely short. We were also worried about
Mom 's unexpected appearance, so we couldn't always enjoy our time together without worry.

Finally, the opportunity came. That evening at dinner, Mom suddenly said that some of her old friends had invited her to travel
out of town for about a week, and she was undecided, wanting to ask Dad and me for our opinions. This
was fantastic news for me; I was overjoyed, and I imagine Dad felt about the same.

Dad and I strongly encouraged Mom to go on the trip. Mom hesitated for a long time before finally making up her mind.

Mom asked if I wanted to go. Of course, I didn't want to go, so I lied and said I wanted to stay home and study. Mom

didn't force me; instead, she praised me for being sensible and knowing how to study. In the end, Mom was still a little worried that Dad
wouldn't be able to take good care of me.

Dad smiled and patted my head, saying to Mom with a double meaning, "Go and have fun, I'll take
good care of our daughter."

Dad drove Mom to the train station to meet her friends, while I stayed home, excitedly and anxiously waiting
for Dad to return.

For a whole week, I could be with Dad without any restrictions! What could make
me happier than this?! This was something I had dreamed of for so many days.

Oh my god! Am I dreaming? Wait, why hasn't Dad come back yet? I was filled with anxious thoughts,
restless, pacing back and forth in my room.

Around noon, I finally heard familiar footsteps outside the door—Dad was back. I quickly welcomed

him in, eagerly rushing into his arms.

I had barely opened my mouth to speak when Dad's passionate kiss silenced me. We kissed for a long time before finally
parting.

I asked sweetly, "Daddy, why were you gone for so long? I was so worried!"

"I wanted to come back quickly and pamper my slutty daughter. But I got stuck in traffic, so I'm late
and made Bingbing wait."

"Mommy said you should take good care of me, Daddy, you promised yourself, so you can't go back on your word!" I
pleaded with my dad.

"Of course Daddy won't go back on his word. I've already told the company I have the week off, so I can spend every day
with my Bingbing. Is that good enough?"

I kissed my dad and said happily, "Is that true, Daddy? You're so good!"

"Alright, now Daddy will keep his promise and 'take good care' of you."

Daddy picked me up and carried me to his and Mommy's bedroom. I nestled obediently in my daddy's arms, feeling incredibly
excited. I had never made love on my parents' big bed before, and today I could finally play on such a
spacious bed.

Daddy gently placed me on the bed and started taking off his clothes, but I didn't know what was happening. I had been eagerly anticipating this
moment , but now that it was here, I felt a little lost, just blushing and staring blankly
at my father.

Dad quickly took off his clothes, and seeing that I didn't move, he smiled and asked, "Bingbing, what's wrong? Still
shy? I'm all undressed, it's your turn."

I then realized that Dad wanted me to undress myself, so I blushed and slowly began to undress.

Because Dad had always taken off my
clothes , it was really embarrassing to have to do it myself today.

Dad sat on the edge of the bed, watching with great interest, occasionally picking up my underwear and
smelling it.

Soon I was naked too, and seeing that Dad was still staring intently at my body, I shyly hid
in his arms.

Dad pressed my breasts, gently kneading them, and asked, "What's wrong with you today, Bingbing?
It's not like it's your first time with Dad, why are you so shy? Remember, this week, we must
put all our anxieties and worries aside and fully immerse ourselves in the experience so we can have fun and enjoy ourselves. Understand?"

I blushed, blinked my big eyes, and nodded to Dad.

Dad took my fingers and gently pressed my pink nipples, saying, "Your breasts are so alluring,
any man would drool over them. My dear daughter, your breasts seem to have gotten bigger than before,
feel ."

I touched them and felt that my breasts were indeed much fuller than before, and even softer and smoother. I think this
is inseparable from the frequent kneading and caressing by Dad and me!

I suddenly remembered a question and asked, "Dad, do you like my breasts more, or
Mom's breasts more?"

This question seemed to trouble Dad. He scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then said, "Actually,
I like both your breasts and Mom's very much. You're still developing, so your breasts aren't as big as Mom's, and your nipples are smaller,
but they're firmer. Besides that, I can't really tell which one I like more."

Dad played with my breasts for a while, then lowered his head and sucked on my nipple, gently
licking it with his tongue. He also stroked my thighs with his hands, finally pressing his fingers against my vulva and fiddling with it. I leaned
weakly chest, moaning softly.

But Dad kept focusing on my left breast, neglecting my right. I complained, a little annoyed, "
Dad , you're so biased!"

Dad didn't react immediately and asked in confusion, "How am I biased?"

"Of course you're biased! Otherwise, why would Daddy always kiss the left one? Isn't my right
breast fun enough?"

I protested, rubbing my right breast with arousal and pouting.

Daddy suddenly realized and laughed, "Bingbing, Daddy loves how you look right now. Okay! Daddy
admits his mistake and will correct it immediately."

After saying that, Daddy started playing with my right breast again, while also vigorously rubbing my left breast.

I felt very comfortable and excited, twisting my body and reaching out to press Daddy's head down, hoping he would use more
force. Seeing that I was aroused, Daddy inserted his fingers into my tender vagina, squeezing and
rotating them . Under this intense stimulation, my vaginal fluids flowed uncontrollably.

Seeing that I couldn't hold back any longer, Daddy sat up, pushed me down onto the bed, pressed down on my thighs, and
inserted his rock-hard penis into my wet vagina, wildly thrusting in and out.

This relentless onslaught overwhelmed my mind with waves of pleasure, leaving me only with the thought of his massive penis
penetrating deeper and harder into my vagina.

Dad thrust hundreds more times before finally ejaculating.

After this breathtaking battle, we were both exhausted, simply smiling at each other. After
a long while, I finally felt a bit more energetic. I lay on top of my dad, kissing him repeatedly, and whispered,
"Daddy, you were so strong today! It felt so good, so comfortable. Let's do it again, I want it again."

Dad stroked my buttocks and laughed, "Good daughter, you weren't bad today either. In bed, you
're becoming more and more like your mom, like a little slut. But Daddy isn't ready yet, I have to wait a little longer."

"Why not now? I can't wait."

"Look at Daddy's dick, you've bullied it so much it can't even lift its head, how can I play with you?"

I looked and saw that Daddy's once majestic penis had become limp and lifeless. I
quickly grabbed Daddy's penis and kneaded it hard. His penis hardened a little, but it was still far from its best state
.

I was getting anxious. I pouted and looked at my dad, asking, "Dad, is there any way to make my penis
grow bigger faster?"

"Of course there is! As long as my good daughter is willing to give Dad oral sex, Dad's penis will grow bigger very quickly
."

"Oral sex?" I asked, puzzled. I had thought "oral sex" simply meant a man licking a girl's
vagina with his tongue.

"Oral sex means you suck Dad's penis with your mouth. You must have seen Mom suck my penis, it's
like ."

Hearing this, I blushed deeply, squeezed his penis hard, and said coquettishly, "Dad, you're so naughty
!"

"Good daughter, just let Dad have some fun, Dad licks your little vagina all the time!" I shook my
head, blushing.

Dad continued to persuade, "Come on, good daughter. You know Mom loves licking penises the most. Come on,
try it , you'll definitely like it."

Looking at Dad's expectant eyes, I softened a little, leaned over, grasped his penis, and rubbed it a few times.

I opened my mouth and took Dad's penis into my mouth.

Although Dad's penis wasn't erect yet, it still filled my mouth completely, making
it hard for me to breathe.

Not knowing what to do next, I opened my eyes and looked at Dad. I saw him with his eyes closed,
mouth moaning softly, his face filled with ecstasy.

Remembering how Mom performed oral sex on Dad, I tried to imitate him, using my mouth to stroke his penis.

Sure enough, his penis quickly grew thicker and harder in my mouth, almost bursting my lips.
The huge glans pressed against my throat, making me nearly suffocate.

As his penis moved in and out of my mouth, I suddenly felt a strange urge and
began to stroke it even harder, naturally licking it with my tongue.

The more I sucked, the more excited I became. Dad kept groaning heavily, his words somewhat incoherent: "Ah...

Bingbing... you learn so fast... it feels so good... faster... yes! Like
that... lick the glans hard with your tongue... ah..."

By this time, Dad's penis had become very thick and hard. I tried my best, but my
small mouth could only barely fit the glans and a small part of the shaft.

Gradually, I figured out some of the tricks of oral sex, and my movements became much more skilled. I
kept , even mischievously biting it lightly with my teeth, which unexpectedly made Dad even more excited.
Dad breathed heavily with excitement and pressed my head down so that his penis could be inserted deeper into my mouth.

"So oral sex is so stimulating and fun. The penis keeps getting bigger and harder in my mouth, that feeling
is so wonderful. No wonder Mom likes to lick Dad's penis so much."

I thought to myself as I sucked on Dad's penis. I must admit, this one act of oral sex
completely captivated me. I sucked harder and harder, licking his entire penis until it glistened and looked incredibly appealing.

Suddenly, Dad patted my head, signaling that I was done. Although I wasn't quite satisfied yet, my vagina was becoming unbearably
itchy , so I kissed the glans again before sitting up.

I wiped my mouth, still wanting more, and Dad smiled sheepishly.

Dad laughed and pulled me into his arms, kneading my breasts. He said, "Bingbing, Daddy's cock tastes
good, doesn't it? I told you you'd like it. The way you were sucking it just now was like a little slut."

"Who said I liked it?" I blushed and retorted, "If Daddy hadn't forced me, I wouldn't have bothered sucking
your dirty, smelly cock. I even hurt my teeth just now."

"Fine, since you hate Daddy's cock so much, then Daddy won't put it in your little cunt."

I got angry when I heard that and punched Daddy, saying angrily, "Daddy, you're
so mean! You don't keep . Wait till Mommy comes back, I'll tell her you didn't take good care of me, and... and you bullied me."

"Alright, Bingbing, stop it. Daddy was just joking! Look how seriously you took it. Lie down and let
Daddy put it in your little cunt."

I really needed it at that moment, so I immediately did as Daddy asked and lay down on my side. Dad lifted
one of thighs, first rubbed my vulva with his hand, and then thrust his big penis hard into my vagina
. This time Dad was even more vigorous, fucking me continuously for almost an hour, changing positions several times, before finally filling my vagina
with hot, thick semen.

After a long period of enjoyment, my dad and I were both exhausted, and soon we both
fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up, I found that night had fallen.

I don't know when my dad got up, but I lay lazily on the bed, reminiscing about our passionate
battle that afternoon, and I couldn't help but feel excited again.

Just then, I saw my dad come in with a bath towel around his waist. I asked him where he had been, and my dad smiled
and patted my bottom, saying, "You've been playing all afternoon, and you're all dirty. I've already filled the tub, let's
take a bath first, and then eat, okay?"

I was excited to hear that my dad wanted to bathe with me, but at the same time, I was a little embarrassed, after all, I hadn't bathed with anyone else for
many years.

I nodded shyly and said, "Okay."

My dad picked me up and smiled, saying, "Bingbing, still blushing? It's not the first time. You
know when you were little, Dad used to bathe you all the time!"

We went to the bathroom, and my dad put me in the large tub and sat down himself. The bathroom was steamy
and the water was hot, making my face even redder.

Dad came closer and said he wanted to wash me. I was a little uncomfortable and blushed, trying to avoid him, saying
"No," but Dad still pulled me into his arms.

I struggled shyly, but Dad tickled my armpits, making me giggle and
beg for mercy.

"Good girl, that's how you are," Dad said with a smile, gently stroking my nose.

I nestled obediently in Dad's arms, letting his large hands wash away the sweat and
traces of our lovemaking.

Dad was very gentle and careful, scrubbing my soft skin, then applying shower gel
evenly and meticulously to my neck, breasts, lower abdomen, and back, massaging it back and forth. I felt very comfortable, and
my nipples unconsciously hardened again.

Dad noticed that I was aroused and began to play with my breasts. My breasts, coated in lotion, were even
smoother , jiggling like eels in my father's large hands. This only fueled his arousal, and he eventually
pressed his face against my breasts, rubbing them back and forth. When he looked up, his face was covered in soapy liquid from the lotion, making
me chuckle.

Next, he had me sit on the edge of the tub, spread my legs, and began washing my vulva.

He carefully rubbed the tender flesh of my vulva, occasionally licking it with his tongue.

His teasing aroused me, and my juices flowed freely. Finally, I stuck out my
round buttocks, letting him lather my thighs, buttocks, and even my anus. He then
used the showerhead to rinse me clean.

Finally, he sat in the water, carefully examining me after my bath. Feeling embarrassed, I
quickly hid in the water.

"Bingbing, you're done washing. Now it's your turn to serve Daddy."

"Daddy, you're so mean! You're always teasing me like this." Although I protested verbally, I secretly found it
quite amusing.

I went to Daddy's side, picked up a bath towel, and started washing his body.

My breasts swayed back and forth with my movements, occasionally brushing against Daddy's body. Every
time our skin touched, I felt a tingling sensation all over my body, like an electric shock.

Finally, it was time to wash Daddy's penis. I don't know when, but it had become thick and strong again. I poured bath soap
into my palm and then held his penis and rubbed it.

Soon, Daddy's penis became higher and higher, harder and harder, and my small hands could hardly grasp it.

Daddy was very comfortable with what I was doing. His large hands cupped my breasts from below and caressed them, occasionally letting out satisfied moans.

I carefully washed Daddy's penis, not even letting go of the dirt in the coronal sulcus. Next, I turned my attention
to his scrotum, gently holding it and feeling the two testicles rotating in my palm. This direct stimulation
excited my father even more, and he unconsciously increased the pressure of kneading my breasts, causing me to moan incessantly.

My father, panting heavily, suddenly stood up and made me turn around. I knew my father wanted it again, so I obediently
lay down on the edge of the bathtub, raising my round, pink buttocks, waiting for my father's penetration. In fact, after
the teasing just now, my desire had become burning fiercely.

My father held my buttocks with one hand and grasped his penis with the other, aiming at my wet vagina, and with a "plop,"
he thrust it in all the way.

Because his penis was covered in bath gel, it was particularly slippery, moving in and out of my vagina without any obstruction.

My father's strength continued to increase, and my petite body was swayed from side to side by the impact, my breasts swinging back and forth like
IV drips .

I moaned incessantly, unable to resist grabbing my breasts with one hand, thrusting
my hips back desperately to allow my father's large penis to penetrate deeper.

Our movements grew faster and faster, our bodies writhing like springs. In the bathroom, my wanton moans and
my father's deep breathing intertwined, swirling in the misty steam, a scene of utter debauchery. My father
relentlessly violated me, seemingly trying to release all his passion into my vagina.

My back ached from standing, but my father showed no sign of stopping, so I could only struggle to hold on.

Finally, my father's long-suppressed passion erupted. He pressed himself tightly against my body, gripping
my breasts tightly with both hands, and ejaculated his burning white desire into my body.

I collapsed weakly into my father's arms, his semi-erect penis still inside me.

My father kissed the sweat on his temples with boundless tenderness, gently massaging my still aroused body.

After a while, I felt Dad's penis harden again. After our previous battles, I was
exhausted and hungry, unable to continue.

A little scared, I asked, "Dad, you were amazing today. Do you want more? But I..."

Dad understood my unease and smiled, "Dad was really happy today, but I'm a little
hungry now. Let's eat first, and then we can play!"

I blushed and nodded. We washed ourselves clean again. Leaving the bathroom, I glanced at the time and was
shocked Dad and I had been in the bathroom for almost two hours! We hadn't eaten for half a day,
but Mom wasn't home, so we had to fend for ourselves.

After a flurry of activity, we finally cooked a few dishes. But when we tasted them, Dad and I both frowned
. Either one dish was under-salted, or another was burnt. But we were starving, so we ate...
We wolfed down our food.

After dinner, I felt much more energetic. My dad and I sat naked in the living room, chatting and laughing.

He gently stroked my slightly swollen vulva, telling dirty jokes. My cheeks flushed, I
giggled, and my vagina felt hot again, occasionally leaking fluid.

My dad asked me, "Do you want to watch porn?"

I asked疑惑地问, "What's porn?"

My dad smiled and said, "It's very good." He went into the bedroom, quickly brought out a videotape, inserted it into the VCR
, and put it on.

After watching for a few minutes, I was already blushing. So porn was just pornographic videotapes; I
'd only .

I was a little curious, but also a little embarrassed. However, under my dad's persuasion, I had no choice but to watch it, my face still red.

The film mainly depicted a midnight pervert who lurked in a building, waiting to rape single
women .

The steamy sex scenes in the film were eye-opening, making me very excited and nervous, almost
breathless .

My father, meanwhile, was explaining things to me, stroking my breasts and even taking my hand to manipulate his already erect
penis.

Before I knew it, the film was over, but I was still lost in the erotic and stimulating scenes.

My father turned off the video camera, stood in front of me, his erect penis dangling before my eyes. I glanced at him
, then without hesitation, grasped his penis and put it in my mouth.

His penis swelled and swelled in my mouth, which felt incredibly stimulating, and I licked it vigorously. But
his penis was too big for my small mouth; even with all my strength, I could only take in about a third of it. So I
pulled it out of my mouth and licked it little by little from the outside, even the base.

My father seemed very satisfied with my progress, enjoying my oral sex while occasionally brushing
the hair that fell in front of my eyes, so he could clearly see my expression during the act. I imagine I must have looked
incredibly lewd. Thinking about all this aroused a strange excitement within me. I became increasingly bold and unrestrained
in teasing my father's penis, occasionally glancing shyly at his reaction, and even taking the time to stroke his
buttocks.

My father, not to be outdone, reached out and kneaded my full breasts, rubbing my already aroused and erect nipples.

My father's teasing fueled my desire. While licking my father's penis, I
spread my legs, revealing my already overflowing vulva. I no longer cared about being embarrassed, using my fingers to separate my labia and
forcefully poking inside my vagina.

My father was also extremely excited, his penis reaching its peak erection. My father held my head down, rapidly
thrusting his penis in and out of my mouth, as if my mouth were a vagina. Each time, his penis almost
reached my throat, and I could only passively let the thick penis slide rapidly in my mouth, feeling
difficulty even breathing.

The scene before me quickly reminded me of the pornographic film I'd just watched. Wasn't that
the same pervert who raped a young girl? And my father's current state wasn't much different.

Slowly, I felt as if I were the girl being violated in that film, being wantonly
raped .

It was so stimulating! I vigorously rubbed my breasts, moaning softly, savoring the pleasure of being
raped .

Suddenly, I remembered how the pervert in the film ejaculated into the girl's mouth and forced her
to swallow . Would my father do the same? I'd once secretly watched my father ejaculate in my mother's mouth, and she
happily swallowed it. I've always found this kind of sex difficult to accept, but the current situation made me somewhat
eager to try it .

Just as I was filled with inner conflict, I heard my father let out a low growl, his penis
trembling , and streams of hot, thick semen, long brewing, sprayed into my mouth like bullets. Before I
could react , I had already swallowed a lot of semen, and felt a burning sensation in my stomach.

Dad didn't pull out his penis until the last drop was ejaculated, but it didn't soften; it
remained erect .

I tasted the semen remaining in my mouth; it was sticky and had a strange taste, but not too bad, so I swallowed it
all .

Dad hugged me and smiled, saying, "Bingbing, did Daddy's semen taste good?"

I rolled my eyes at Dad and pretended to be angry, saying, "It tastes good? It's awful! Daddy, you're so mean! You
didn't even tell me beforehand; my tongue is burning!"

"Alright, Daddy knows he was wrong. But you don't know that a man's semen is a nourishing and beautifying
product . If you girls eat it often, your skin will become white and tender."

"You're lying! I don't believe you!"

"If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. But that's the truth. You can ask Mommy."

"You know perfectly well that I wouldn't dare ask Mommy, so of course you won't know if you're lying to me."

"Alright, Bingbing, you're too sharp-tongued. Daddy can't argue with you. Let's keep playing!"

I grabbed Daddy's penis and playfully asked, "Daddy, how do you want to play with me?"

Daddy scratched his head and said, "I haven't decided yet, my dear daughter. Let Daddy put his cock in your little
pussy first, and then we'll think about it together."

I thought that was a good idea, so I got up and faced Daddy, holding his penis in one hand, aiming it at my pussy, and slowly
sat down . Daddy's penis slid smoothly into my wet pussy.

I hugged Daddy's neck and gently swayed my round buttocks, letting Daddy's penis rub against the sensitive walls of my pussy,
teasingly causing my juices to seep out incessantly along the slit.

I felt a surge of heat inside me, like spring waves rippling, and my cheeks flushed red, my pretty eyes
watery . Daddy held my slender waist and silently looked at me, his dark eyes filled with boundless
love and satisfaction.

Suddenly, I saw my father sigh and shake his head, which puzzled me. I quickly asked, "Dad, what's wrong?

Why are you sighing?"

My father stroked my cheek and after a while said, "Nothing, Bingbing. I just suddenly
thought that although we can still play together now, one day you will leave me and go into
the arms of another man. Thinking about this makes me a little sad. Bingbing, do you think I'm being a little selfish?"

I didn't immediately understand what my father meant, but hearing that my father and I were going to be separated made me very worried.

I squeezed my father's penis tightly, holding him close as if afraid he would
disappear from my side. Innocently, I said, "Dad, don't worry, I'll only love you, I'll stay with you
forever , and I'll only let you play, I won't go anywhere else."

My father was deeply moved. He smiled and pinched my nose, saying, "Silly child, that's impossible
. We're father and daughter after all. When you grow up, you'll still get married. At that time, as long as you haven't
forgotten your father and come back to visit when you have time, I'll be content. I don't know what good deeds my future son-in-law
accumulated in his past life, he's so lucky to marry such a beautiful daughter like me."

Only then did I understand... My daughter, her face flushed with shyness, nestled in my father's arms, pouting, "Daddy,
what are you saying? I don't want to get married, I want to marry Daddy."

My father chuckled and shook his head, saying, "Wouldn't that be bigamy? Okay, let's not talk about that
. But it's alright, at least until you get married, you still belong to Daddy. I'll cherish you. Sit
up , let Daddy fuck your little cunt again."

I sat up as my father instructed, and he held my buttocks, slowly laying me down on the sofa.
During this time, his penis remained inside me.

He lowered himself and began to thrust slowly. I opened my eyes slightly, watching
my father , coordinating my movements with his penis, contracting my cunt sometimes tightly, sometimes loosely, to deepen and
intensify the wonderful sensation.

This time, my father's attacks were not like the storms of the past, but gentle as a light drizzle. The large
penis slid slowly inside my vagina, thrusting in and out, the hard glans gently kissing
the tender .

My father's hands weren't idle either, constantly playing with my breasts. I was already burning with desire, gently
swaying my body and letting out soft moans.

Suddenly, my father stopped, making me sit up and let him stroke his penis. I
obeyed , holding onto his shoulders and swaying my round hips, allowing his thick penis to move freely in
and out of me. My father cupped my face and kissed me carefully, from my forehead to my eyelids, then along my delicate nose, kissing my alluring lips. Involuntarily, I extended my tongue, which my father immediately took into his mouth, sucking it
forcefully . After a long while, Dad finally released my tongue, gently pinching my nipple and smiling as he said, " Bingbing , Dad really loves you more and more now. Do you remember the first time we made love? You were so embarrassed and shy. Look at you now, like a little slut." "Dad, stop talking. You don't even spare your own daughter, what kind of father are you? You're making fun . If you say it again, I won't play with you anymore!" I protested shyly, but my lower body continued to move. Dad also pressed my buttocks with both hands, kneading my plump buttocks forcefully. At the same time, he teased me , "Good daughter, isn't this more fun? That time when we were having sex, you were worried that Daddy's big cock would hurt your tender little pussy. Are you still worried now? After playing with Daddy's pussy so many times, your icy tender pussy is still so tight, it feels so good to grip my cock, Daddy doesn't want to pull it out." So I squeezed my pussy tighter and said lewdly, "Since Daddy likes my pussy so much , don't pull your big cock out. Let's stay like this forever, like conjoined twins, okay?" Daddy happily thrust his penis into my pussy a few times and said humorously, "That would be good, but what about going to the toilet? We wouldn't be able to go out." "Then we can..." I couldn't think of a good idea for a moment, so I said coquettishly, "Okay, Daddy , you've confused me, let's not talk about this." As I spoke, I kept moving my buttocks, and Daddy's penis went in and out of my peach blossom cave. But after all , I was young and weak, and soon I was covered in sweat. At the same time, I felt this wasn't enough, so I whispered and begged, "Daddy, I'm tired, you should fuck me instead!" "Bingbing, you can't beg Daddy like that. Be louder, be more lewd, be like a little slut, that way Daddy will be more excited when he fucks me, and you'll enjoy it more." Daddy said with a lewd grin. I was already burning with lust, and all I could think about was Daddy fucking my pussy hard with his big cock. My girlish shyness had long been thrown to the wind. Almost without thinking, I said lewdly, "Daddy, Bingbing's pussy is so itchy, so horny. Please, Daddy, use your big cock to fuck Bingbing's horny pussy hard, fuck your horny daughter to death. Good Daddy, is that okay?" Daddy was a little surprised to hear my words, but then he smiled and said, "Good Bingbing, Daddy hasn't spoiled you for nothing. Come on, let Daddy fuck your horny pussy properly." After saying that, Daddy got up, pressed me down, and started thrusting hard. By this time, my vulva was overflowing with fluid, and my father's penis could move in and out . My father even pulled my hand and pressed it against my clitoris, kneading it incessantly. With my father doing this, I could no longer bear it. My body trembled violently, and I used my other hand to vigorously rub my breasts, moaning lasciviously: "Mmm... mmm... good father, oh... big cock... father ... I... so beautiful... fuck me to death... ah... harder... fuck my... little cunt... oh... faster... Xiaofang, I want... father like... like in the TV... rape me..." My father was also stimulated by my lust, and his lust was rising higher and higher. His body was like a wound-up spring, swinging rapidly. Every thrust was with all his might. His big penis, like a red-hot iron rod, recklessly rammed into my vagina, making "squeak, squeak" sounds. Finally, Dad got carried away and simply picked me up and stood up, walking around the living room while fucking my pussy. I clung tightly to Dad's neck, while he supported my buttocks, tossing me up and down repeatedly. With my body weight, each thrust made my uterus slam heavily against his hard glans, making my uterus numb... it felt so good. This immense pleasure drove me crazy, and I had already climaxed several times in no time. At that moment, I like a small boat tossed about in a turbulent sea, repeatedly tossed up by huge waves and then crashing down again. It was so exciting; my whole body was in a state of extreme excitement.

I pressed myself tightly against my father's body, letting out seductive
moans . My full breasts pressed against his chest, sliding and rubbing against him. Every time my firm nipples
touched his, I felt an electric current surge through his body, sending a jolt of
intoxicating .

This way of making love was incredibly stimulating, but also extremely exhausting. My father struggled for over ten minutes before finally
ejaculating inside me.

I leaned limply against his sweat-drenched chest, kissing his shoulder.

His penis was still inside me, trembling slightly. Only when it finally stopped moving
did he slowly lower me.

My father was tired, so he sat down on the sofa to rest. Seeing him covered in sweat, I felt sorry for him and
poured him a glass of water.

He was very happy, drinking the water while looking at me, and suddenly laughed. I was a little confused,
but when I looked down, my face flushed.

At this moment, my hair was disheveled and draped over my chest, my breasts were still very swollen and
covered with my father's saliva, and my vulva and inner thighs were covered with vaginal fluid. A stream of milky white semen was slowly
flowing out of my swollen vulva. I felt so lewd, no wonder my father was laughing.

I quickly sat down next to my father, coquettishly saying, "Dad, you're still laughing!
It's all . Do you think you look good? Look at your little brother, so proud just now, now it's limp
, like a turtle hiding its head."

"Bingbing, it's all my fault for spoiling you. Can't even a smile from Dad? Watch Dad teach
you a lesson later."

I defiantly thrust out my full breasts, saying provocatively, "Okay! Dad, I really want to see
what other tricks you have up your sleeve to teach me."

"Dad is the best at teaching you girls, and I still have many tricks up my sleeve. But
you'll have to wait and see how powerful Dad is, unless, my good daughter is willing..." Dad pointed maliciously at his limp
penis .

Of course, I understood Dad's intention and was eager to see what new tricks he had up his sleeve, so I immediately said
, "Dad, that's not a problem." Then I lifted Dad's limp penis, a few drops of semen still remaining on the glans
. I played with it for a bit, then took his penis into my mouth and started sucking.

Dad combed my long hair, occasionally stroking my smooth back. Soon, Dad's penis
became hard again.

I took his penis out of my mouth and said with a smile, "Dad, is this okay?"

"Bingbing, you learn so quickly. You licked Dad so well, I almost came in your mouth again. Now it's
Dad's turn."

Dad picked me up and carried me into the bedroom, gently placing me on the bed. I spread my legs wantonly, kneading my swollen
breasts, my face flushed, my red lips slightly parted, my beautiful eyes teasing Dad with affection.

Dad didn't rush to have sex with me. He stood by the bed, building up his emotions, constantly kneading
his erect penis, admiring my wanton and seductive behavior.

I was completely immersed in the role. Looking at my father's lustful eyes, I felt incredibly proud.
I coquettishly said, "Daddy, stop teasing Bingbing. Hurry up and teach me with your big cock! Bingbing
can't wait ."

My father finally couldn't resist. He came forward, hoisted my legs onto his shoulders, his face flushed, and thrust
his huge penis hard into my wet vagina...

In this long and sultry summer night, another passionate orgy between father and daughter began. My father and I continued our
incestuous debauchery tirelessly. The pleasure of incest acted like a catalyst, igniting our high libido. We
seemed to have inexhaustible energy. I lost count of how many orgasms I experienced. I only remember my father
spraying his milky white love juice into my vagina, breasts, and mouth again and again. This night was truly wonderful and
satisfying...

I already loved the feeling of making love with my father. I couldn't control my physical desires for him. My father
created me and then fucked me. That feeling was so exciting; just thinking about it makes me incredibly excited and aroused.

In recent years, I've learned a lot about sex from the library and the internet. I deeply feel that
making love with my father was the happiest and most wonderful experience, because the choice of a sexual partner is so
important for .

Generally speaking, girls mature around 14 years old, and their libido peaks around 17.
Men, mature around 30, and their libido peaks around 40. There's an old Chinese
saying, "Men live slowly at thirty, women turn back at eighteen," which vividly illustrates the different developmental characteristics of men and women.

Therefore, considering these differences, young girls should choose men aged 35-45
as sexual partners. At the same time, men in this age group have usually been married for over ten years and have rich sexual experience.
Sexual experience isn't something that can be gained through just a few sexual encounters; it generally requires several years of accumulation. This
is crucial for a girl who has never had sexual experience. Only men with ample sexual experience
know what a young girl needs and how to maximize her arousal.

In most cases, a father can enable a young girl to experience sexual pleasure and satisfaction during her first sexual encounter,
leaving her with a positive impression and aspirations for sex, thus laying a solid foundation for her future sex life. Otherwise, the girl
may lose interest after her first sexual experience, easily leaving a negative impression and seriously affecting her future
sex life. This is especially important for young girls, as an unpleasant sex life can sometimes impact their lifelong happiness.

Therefore, from any perspective, a man around 40 years old is the most ideal sexual partner for a young girl.

The "risks" of having sex with strangers include: the risk of pregnancy, the risk of contracting sexually transmitted diseases, the inability to
keep it a secret, and the lack of sexual pleasure. Worse still, without genuine affection and care, it often leads to estrangement and abandonment. Therefore,
a father is the most ideal choice: he will not easily impregnate his daughter, he knows he is healthy before
having sex with her, he will absolutely keep it a secret, and his love for her is natural, unconditional, and eternal. More importantly,
a father is a sexually experienced and fully mature man who can bring his daughter the most wonderful sexual enjoyment.

So some people say that a daughter is her father's lover from a past life, and I think there's a lot of truth to that.

It's been four years since I secretly had sex with my father when I was fourteen, and I deeply feel that my relationship with him...
The feeling between us was so sweet and harmonious. During the blissful climax of our physical bodies, we could even feel
a vibration —it was truly the most beautiful and blissful sex!

Society and law prohibit father-daughter sex. I refute this from the bottom of my heart. Why can't a daughter have sex with her father?

One of the main reasons for the prohibition is that close blood relations increase the risk of birth defects. However, there is still insufficient
scientific statistical evidence on this point. On the contrary, many birth defects in the world have nothing to do with the

closeness of blood relations. There are many ancient legends of incestuous relationships, and their offspring have all prospered. Weren't our ancestors
Fuxi and Nuwa siblings? The Western Bible contains many accounts of father-daughter sex. One of them, "Nati,"
had offspring with his two daughters, and they were all normal and healthy, multiplying generation after generation.

Perhaps one day, when humanity has a more complete and "more accurate" understanding of its reproductive and genetic physiology
, these man-made "incest taboos" will no longer be considered law.

In any case, for me, my father is my lover, my brother, and my sexual partner
.

During climax, I called out "Daddy" and "Husband" without restraint; and Daddy called me "Good Girl," "
Love," and "Sweetheart"...

Daddy showered me with all the love a man can give a woman. How could I not feel happy?

The above describes my true experience, and my relationship with my father continues. Even if I get
married , I will not give up my sexual relationship with my father!

I have written down my true experience. If any man has had sex with his daughter, or if any girl
has had sex with her father like I have, we can communicate and share our feelings about father-daughter sex. Because
I feel that this kind of love is also a real love, why are so many people afraid to speak out? We haven't violated
anyone , we haven't hindered anyone, why can't we do it boldly?

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