My daughter and I have to say it was really great.

I remarried. My second wife has a 14-year-old daughter, Xiaoyan, who is in the second year of junior high school and is an excellent student. My wife is a middle school teacher and is very responsible in her work, so she takes the initiative to organize summer camps for schools during the summer vacation. She is not at home for the entire summer, leaving just my daughter Xiaoyan and me.

I remember it was the third Sunday of her summer vacation. I went to play mahjong, while Xiaoyan stayed home doing her summer homework.

That night, I had a good run of luck, winning over 300 yuan by drawing the winning tile after the winning hand. I finished playing mahjong at midnight and dragged my tired body home. When I opened the door, I saw that the light in my daughter's room was still on and the door was not closed. "Daughter, you're still awake?" Because I had won money, I suddenly thought of asking my daughter to go out for a late-night snack.

"Xiaoyan, come on, let's go out for a late-night snack with Daddy." I said as I pushed open the door to my daughter's room.

I saw my daughter lying flat on the bed, unresponsive, with a magazine on her chest. "It seems my daughter is tired from reading, and after spending the afternoon at the market, she fell asleep in bed without even turning off the lights." I smiled wryly, walked over to my daughter, put my hand on her shoulder, and gently shook her. "Xiaoyan, wake up, let's go get a late-night snack. Dad will treat you to something nice tonight."

Xiaoyan still didn't respond. "It seems my daughter is really tired. I'd better not wake her. She's sleeping so soundly, it'll take a lot of effort to wake her. Once a child her age is sound asleep, you can't wake her even if thunder strikes!" I thought to myself.

So I reached out to pick up the novel that had fallen onto my daughter's chest while she was asleep. Because the book was quite thick, I picked it up a little lower, and my fingers accidentally touched my daughter's slightly arched chest. Since my daughter was wearing a nightgown in bed, she wasn't wearing a bra, and my fingers were right through her thin nightgown. "So soft!" I thought to myself.

After taking the book from my daughter's chest, I placed it on the table beside her. She had fallen asleep while reading, and was now half-asleep on the bed, her head resting against the headboard. Sleeping like that for too long would definitely give her a headache, so I leaned over, supporting her head with one hand and slipping the other under her legs to gently pull her down a little so she could sleep more comfortably.

But as soon as I applied pressure, I felt something soft against my neck. Needless to say, it was my daughter's breast. I felt a ticklish, yet incredibly pleasurable sensation on my neck, and my penis, quite unexpectedly, became erect. It didn't take long to adjust my daughter's sleeping position. I stood up, the soft, wonderful feeling of her breast still lingering on my neck. Because my wife was away at school summer camp, I hadn't been with a woman for three weeks, and that moment had completely aroused me.

I should have left my daughter's room to let her sleep peacefully, but I just couldn't bring myself to leave.

I gently knelt down beside my daughter's bed, slowly gazing at her.

My daughter was incredibly beautiful, her skin so white and delicate, it seemed as if a breath of air could break it.

She was wearing a white nightgown with only two thin straps on her shoulders, completely exposing her snow-white shoulders to my gaze. My eyes lingered on her chest; I could clearly see she wasn't wearing a bra, her firm breasts peeking out from under the nightgown, their alluring contours fully revealed.

I swallowed hard, thinking, "It's just a touch, as long as I'm careful not to wake her."

I carefully placed my hands on her chest, gently kneading her small breasts through the nightgown. "This must be the first time a man has touched my daughter's breasts, especially me—her father!" I thought to myself, this incestuous feeling inexplicably arousing me.

My daughter's breasts weren't large; I could easily hold them in one hand. I gently caressed her small, perky breasts with both hands, lightly teasing the nipples with my fingers. The two little buds slowly hardened under my stimulation. But just touching them through her nightgown wasn't enough, so I pulled down the straps of her nightgown, gently lifting the top part of the garment. Her soft, white breasts slowly appeared before me. They

looked like newly opened flower buds, the areolas only a small ring, pale pink, while the nipples, after my earlier teasing, were now erect and firm. I was completely captivated by my daughter's beautiful little breasts. I'd been with many women over the decades, but I'd never touched, let alone slept with, a 14-year-old girl like my daughter, especially not my own.

I pulled my daughter's nightgown up to her waist but couldn't pull it any further; her body was pressing down on it firmly. Not wanting to use too much force, I impatiently reached out again and gently grasped her breasts, kneading them. My hands worked tirelessly on the smooth skin of her breasts, and seeing them slightly deformed from my pinching only excited me more. I then brought my mouth to her breasts, gently pinching them towards the nipples with my hands, taking one into my mouth, and licking the nipples with my tongue, teasing her two already hardened clitoris.

"If my daughter knew her breasts were being played with in her mouth by her father, she'd be mortified!" I thought. My hands weren't idle either; my left hand continued to gently caress her left breast, while my right hand supported my body on the bed so as not to press down on her. Having not touched a woman for weeks, sucking on my daughter's breasts felt incredibly sweet. My tongue greedily licked them, leaving saliva all over her breasts.

I licked her lips for about five minutes before lifting my head to check on my daughter. She was still fast asleep, her breathing heavy. I brought my lips to hers again, placing them on top of hers. I'd almost forgotten about her adorable little mouth; it was small and slightly everted, which looked rather sexy, at least to me.

My daughter didn't have a boyfriend at this age, so I planned to steal her first kiss. I wondered what she'd think if she knew. I gently bit her lip. "Such soft little lips!" I sighed inwardly. Then I slipped my tongue into her mouth, gently swirling it around in her warm mouth, searching for and teasing her little tongue. I didn't dare use too much force, afraid of waking her. After tasting it, I reluctantly pulled away from her lips. When I lifted my head, a little saliva still clung to our lips, forming a thin strand, which then dripped onto my daughter's face—a truly lewd scene!

Of course, my hands never stopped, constantly roaming over my daughter's breasts. I felt my penis throbbing intensely inside my underwear. My mouth returned to my daughter's two small peaks, while my hands slowly slid down, intending to explore my daughter's mysterious triangle. My

hands slid over my daughter's smooth and taut waist, caressing it for a while, then I slowly pulled up my daughter's nightgown from her thighs, all the way to her waist. Now, apart from the nightgown around her waist and her panties, my daughter was almost completely naked. I gently lifted my daughter

's buttocks with one hand, and slowly pulled down her panties with the other, exposing my daughter's vulva little by little. It took a lot of effort to pull down her panties. I spread my daughter's thighs

apart, making a starfish shape, so that I could see my daughter's triangle more clearly.

I was surprised to find that my daughter's vulva was actually a little wet. It seemed that my teasing had worked on my sleeping daughter.

My daughter's vulva looked very thin and narrow, with only a thin slit in the middle and a few sparse strands of hair. Looking at such a beautiful sight, what man wouldn't be tempted? Plus, this was my 14-year-old daughter, and a slight sense of guilt only fueled my excitement; my heart was now pounding at 180. I bent my daughter's thighs upwards, then reached my hands under her thighs, just enough to hold her long, slender legs. I then pulled them apart slightly to make it easier for me to proceed. I saw a little fluid on my daughter's labia. "Looks like my daughter is having a wet dream right now!" I thought to myself. I buried my face in the base of my daughter's thighs, inhaling her sweet scent, a hint of soap. I couldn't wait to bring my mouth to my daughter's labia, greedily licking her vulva. "Truly the most delicious delicacy in the world!" I thought as I licked.

I first licked around my daughter's vulva with my tongue; it tasted slightly salty. Then, I gently parted her vulva with my hand, intending to explore deeper. Suddenly, I saw her clitoris. Ah, how cute! I quickly put my tongue on it and flicked it up and down with the tip. I felt my daughter's lower body move slightly, but she didn't wake up. It seemed she had reacted to my stimulation.

I felt my penis was incredibly hard. I hesitated, wondering whether to possess my daughter or let her lovely vulva go. This was my own daughter, and she was only 14 years old, the age when a girl is just beginning to develop, as tender as a budding flower. I had already undressed her and kissed and touched every part of her body; it was already extremely incestuous. But desire is a man's most powerful trait, and I was no exception. I hadn't touched a woman for two or three weeks (my wife was away on a business trip), and now my daughter's vulva was right in front of me, covered in my saliva and a little bit of her vaginal fluid. The temptation was just too damn strong. If I hadn't gone into my daughter's bedroom today, I wouldn't be in this mess.

In the end, my desire overcame my reason. I couldn't wait to take off my trousers and underwear, kneel down, and position my penis against my daughter's vulva. My penis was already swollen and engorged. I used both hands to spread my daughter's legs apart a little more and gently pressed them against her upper body. Then, I used my right hand to hold my penis and began to rub it back and forth against my daughter's vulva, so that the vaginal fluid flowing from her could stick to my penis. Watching my daughter's vulva being squeezed apart by my penis made me extremely excited. The slight pleasure from my penis was indescribable. My left hand wasn't idle either, gently stroking my daughter's smooth thigh. I wonder what my daughter would think if she knew her father was committing this incestuous act against her.

The soft sensation of her vagina against my glans was incredibly arousing. I kept moving my penis up and down her labia with my hand. My glans was now covered in the vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina, and her vagina was also full of it. I decided to try inserting my penis.

I held my breath, guided my penis with my right hand, aimed it at her vagina, and then used my left thumb and middle finger to gently separate her labia, slowly inserting my penis. I didn't dare to use too much force; waking her up would be troublesome, after all, this was incest with her. So, as I inserted my penis, I nervously watched her reaction. But it was precisely this intense sense of guilt that gave me a strange excitement, making every cell in my body excited.

I slowly pushed my penis forward, the tender flesh around my daughter's vagina parting under the pressure of my shaft. Because of my earlier teasing, she had secreted a lot of vaginal fluid, so it didn't take much effort to insert the head of my penis. "It's so tight! Even just a little bit in and I'm already feeling incredibly good."

My daughter's vagina gripped my glans tightly. I continued pushing forward, and suddenly, I felt resistance. I knew my penis was pressing against my daughter's hymen!

I grabbed my daughter's thighs and spread them apart, pushing my penis in again, hitting her hymen once more, but this time it didn't break!

"Hmph," a sound suddenly came from my daughter's mouth. I watched her nervously; her hands began to move, as if she wanted to turn over. "Please don't wake up!" I prayed silently, quickly pulling out my penis, which had only been inserted a little. My daughter rolled over to her left, changing from lying flat to sleeping on her side, her legs bent and together.

That sudden rollover really startled me and also woke me up quite a bit. It seemed that breaking my daughter's hymen like that would definitely wake her up in pain. I weighed the options in my mind and decided to give up on the idea of penetrating her vagina.

I inserted my penis between my daughter's legs, that is, at the root of her thighs. Although this felt much worse than thrusting inside her vagina, it was the only option for now. Because my daughter was sleeping on her side, her thighs were still very tight around my penis!

I was tired of kneeling, so I followed my daughter's current position, lay down on my side behind her, rested my body against her smooth back, hugged her from behind, played with her breasts, and then started thrusting my penis between her legs.

As I played with my daughter's breasts, I imagined thrusting inside her, kissing her neck and shoulders. After enjoying her breasts, I slid my hands down her body to her buttocks, gently squeezing her firm, elastic flesh. I thrust repeatedly, my penis rubbing lightly against the inside of her thighs. Each thrust landed firmly on her buttocks, feeling their elasticity.

I increased the speed of my thrusts, making sure my penis was pressed firmly against the edge of her vagina with every stroke. Although this wasn't as intense as direct penetration, it still felt incredibly pleasurable—much more satisfying than masturbation! My thrusts became faster and

faster. I buried my face in her hair and neck, wrapping my arms around her shoulders from the front, completely immersed in the sensual pleasure. The faint scent of her virginity emanating from her body brought my lust to its peak.

Suddenly, I felt a surge of pleasure. I immediately thrust my penis against my daughter's vulva, and a gush of hot semen burst forth. I ejaculated forcefully, knowing that since it was outside the body, I didn't have to worry about my daughter getting pregnant. The semen hit my daughter's vulva hard, making a "squeak, squeak" sound. "This is probably the first man to have sex with my daughter!" I thought to myself as I ejaculated.

I ejaculated for about half a minute before finishing, and my glans still felt slightly numb—it felt so good. I sat up and saw streaks of semen slowly dripping from my daughter's inner thighs—a truly lewd scene! I almost had the urge to do it again, but reason told me that I had to wipe the semen off my daughter's inner thighs now. If it got on the sheets, my daughter would see it tomorrow, and that would be troublesome.

So I quickly jumped out of bed, grabbed some toilet paper, spread my daughter's thighs apart, and carefully wiped the semen that I had just ejaculated on her vulva and thighs.

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