[Incestuous Relationship with Married Women] The Wrinkled Chrysanthemums of Wife and Daughter

I woke up early this morning feeling a bit dizzy. I glanced outside; the rain was still falling. "Am I sick?" I wondered. I tried to move, but found I had no strength at all. "Dad, what time is it?" My movements woke my daughter, who asked groggily. "Let me see, 7:10. Honey, time to get up for work!" I nudged my wife on my left and lay back down. A little while later, they were both dressed. Seeing me still lying in bed despite being called to get up, my wife tapped my forehead and scolded me for being lazy. "Ah Ning, I don't feel well. I might have caught a cold." "Let me sleep a little longer." At that moment, my brain felt like a hard, solidified mess, and I couldn't open my eyelids. After replying to my wife, I lay back down on my side. "Oh! Dad, your forehead is a little hot. Do you have a fever?" My daughter, Xiaoye, placed her hand on my forehead. My wife, hearing this, went to get a thermometer and checked my temperature. She found I had a fever of 38 degrees Celsius. Sigh, I have to stay home and rest again. "Xiaoye, stay home and take care of your dad." My wife and I have similar personalities; we're both competitive and hardworking. After exchanging a few intimate words with me, she left for work. After taking my medicine... I lay back down on the bed and covered myself tightly with the blanket. This illness must be from getting caught in the rain and catching a chill yesterday; I think it will get better after sweating it out. Although I'm over forty, I've always felt pretty healthy, but I've been quite tired lately because of all the work at the company. The day was fine until it suddenly started raining in the afternoon. While I was busy at the company, I suddenly remembered Xiaoye's classmate reunion. Now that it was raining, and she was only wearing a thin dress and hadn't brought any warm clothes, I was worried she'd catch a cold. So I drove to where they were having their reunion. I really don't know how they found the restaurant. After I parked the car… I discovered the restaurant was still a hundred meters from the parking lot. When I arrived, umbrella in hand, my daughter and her friends were gathered at the entrance. "This child!" Seeing Xiaoye and her classmates with their hands tightly clasped to their chests from the cold, I couldn't help but sigh, "Couldn't they have stayed inside?" "Xiaoye!" I quickly went to her side, took off my coat, and draped it over her shoulders. "Dad! Why did you come?" Seeing me, my daughter's face lit up with surprise, and she quickly snuggled into my arms. "Get in the car first, it's cold outside!" I smiled and politely gestured to her classmates around me, then quickly helped her back to the car. "Dad, I'll sit in the front!"

"Stop fooling around! Come in first, I still need to pick up your mother." I opened the back door for her and urged her. "Hmph, Dad is so biased. I'm your little wife too, why is Mom always sitting in the front?" "Sigh, this girl!" I looked back at her, shook my head and smiled. "Dad, what are you grinning about?" My dazed brain was just savoring yesterday's sweetness when Xiao Ye pulled me back to the reality of my fever. "Oh, nothing." I opened my eyes, and Xiao Ye was lying beside me smiling. I reached out my hand, and Xiao Ye cooperated by placing her hand in mine. When you're sick, having a loved one's hand in yours makes you feel warm and secure. "Dad, do you remember May Day three or four months ago? I gave birth to Bo then, and you took care of me. Now you're giving birth to Bo, and I'll take care of you." "Yes, I remember." I replied. How could I forget such an important day! It was during that May Day holiday that my incestuous relationship with my daughter began. When I picked Xiaoye up from school, I noticed she seemed listless. That evening, I discovered she had a fever. My daughter said she felt lonely lying in bed alone, so she asked me to stay with her. That night, I held her until dawn. The next day, her fever subsided. Always a clean person, she couldn't stand the smell of sweat, so she wanted to get up and take a bath. I strongly objected, fearing she would fall ill again. After we insisted, she suggested I wipe her with a warm, damp cloth. I didn't think too much about it and agreed. When I wiped her chest, I suddenly realized my daughter had grown up. Her breasts were now comparable to my wife's. But Xiaoye was, after all, my daughter. At that moment, I only secretly admired her beauty and didn't have any lewd thoughts. When I looked at Xiaoye, I noticed her face was flushed. Her eyes closed when they met mine. When I wiped her genitals, I discovered they were completely wet! "Xiao Ye, you're just as sensitive as your mother." For some reason, the words slipped out of my mouth. "No way!"

Having already said it, I didn't hold back anymore. Actually, Xiao Ye and I were very open with each other, including about intimacy. I never avoided Xiao Ye when I was intimate with my wife. "You got this wet just from Daddy wiping you!" I said, looking at her with a teasing tone. "I only get like this when the man I deeply love touches me." Xiao Ye's eyes widened at this moment, forcing... Looking at me, she said, "I don't react like this when I, my mom, or other people touch me." I felt a little embarrassed because I sensed the underlying meaning in her words. To escape the awkwardness, I changed the subject, saying, "Have you been touched by other boys?" Later, Xiaoye told me that my words had a hint of jealousy. I didn't know women's intuition could be so sharp, but now that I think about it, I did feel a little uncomfortable. "It's Xiao!" she said with a grin.

Xiao is my good friend Qian Han's son, a year younger than Xiaoye, and he often comes to my house to play. "A while ago, Xiao..." Suddenly he hugged me and started groping me, which made me so angry that I slapped him! I haven't spoken to him for two weeks! "Hehe, no wonder your Uncle Qian said you were listless the other day, it turns out it was you!" My daughter didn't continue, just smiled at me and closed her eyes. The situation was quite embarrassing, so I kept quiet and silently covered her with the blanket. In the afternoon, Xiao Ye was already full of energy. I spent the whole morning by her bedside, telling her stories to keep her entertained. After all, she's forty years old. After noon, I started to feel sleepy, so I... I went back to my room to rest, and I don't know how long I slept. Half-asleep, I felt a pressure on my chest. I opened my eyes, and a smiling face jumped into view. "You little brat, trying to crush your dad?" I reached out and hugged her, then rolled her over to my side and continued my sweet dream. "Daddy, wake up! You've been sleeping for two hours!" My daughter wouldn't let it go, climbing onto me again. "Really?" I replied lazily. No wonder my eyes were so heavy; I must have slept too much again. I forced myself to wake up, wanting to wash my face to clear my head. "Xiao Ye, get down, I'm going to wash my face." "No!"

"Stop fooling around, Daddy's feeling dizzy, let me get up and wash my face to clear my head." "No, let me help you lie down, don't move!" After saying that, she went to get a wet towel and wiped my face. "Hehe, when did Xiaoye become so sensible?"

"Xiaoye has always been sensible!" As she spoke, she playfully pinched my cheek. I knew in my heart that she was definitely repaying me for wiping her face this morning. Thinking about what happened this morning, my lower body actually started to stir. I reached out and pinched my thigh hard, quickly pressing my lower body down, while glancing at her somewhat guiltily. "Thank goodness! Daughter didn't feel anything." I secretly rejoiced.

But soon, I knew I was wrong. Actually, it's not surprising. She was lying on top of me, and my lower body was pressed tightly against her body. Suddenly, I felt her little hand stroking my lower body, and my penis became even more erect. It wasn't usually this strong. Could it be that my penis changed in front of my daughter?

Oh no! I stared at Xiaoye and saw a flash of surprise on her face, followed by a blush. I wanted to say something, but I felt so embarrassed that I couldn't utter a word. Time seemed to be the enemy; the awkward atmosphere was silent, with only my suppressed heavy breathing and my daughter's disordered panting. After a moment of silence, my daughter suddenly leaned down, her flushed cheeks pressed tightly against my ear, and I instinctively reached out and hugged her. This action was like a foreign object flying into my eyes, done without thinking, but my daughter misunderstood it. Her right hand, which was originally going to explore what was happening below, now tightly gripped my proud and vigorous penis. Incest began from this moment on, and I couldn't stop. Slightly dizzy, I found my daughter's lips and gently kissed them. Soft and moist, this beauty made me shudder. My daughter's reaction was even more passionate; her fragrant tongue pried open my dull teeth and entangled in my mouth. My wife loves kisses and hugs, and now it seems my daughter does too! Her small hand, which had been holding my penis, unconsciously loosened its grip and instead tightly embraced it. The gradual weakening of my penis brought me back to my senses. I knew that as a father, I should immediately stop this abnormal behavior, but I didn't. I couldn't bring myself to say those morally correct things. Since I was already in this situation, making excuses would be tantamount to slapping myself in the face. Besides, it was clear that my daughter had feelings for me; saying the wrong thing would only hurt her. After thinking for a while, I felt suffocated and quickly used this as an excuse to leave her mouth, panting heavily, muttering, "Xiao Ye, are you trying to crush me to death?" Xiao Ye gave me an unnatural smile and spat in my face. A sigh seemed to indicate that she too was feeling stifled and awkward, and the atmosphere eased slightly. However, my daughter still clung to me, and my own hands, betraying me, held her tightly as well. These actions forced me to confront her and discuss the situation. "Xiao Ye!" I looked at her, suddenly seeing her expectant face and those all-knowing eyes. I sighed inwardly and, pathetically, blurted out, "I love you!" Perhaps women are all easily moved; a light shone in my daughter's eyes. Seeing this, my own eyes welled up with tears, and I could only hide them by pulling her into my arms. "Daddy, I love you too," Xiao Ye whispered in my ear. "

Daddy!" The word slipped out unintentionally, yet it stung me, mixed with a strong sense of excitement from the incestuous relationship. Oh well, let it all go!

After a while, we had a deep conversation. I could ignore the world outside, but what about my wife? When the question was raised, my daughter said she would handle it. Later, my wife came home, and the next day she talked to me. Her first words were, "I approve of your relationship with Xiaoye." I was surprised, thinking she was joking. After all, when I raised the issue with Xiaoye, I still harbored some hope that my wife would end this inappropriate relationship. I looked at my wife's face; although she was smiling, I could still sense the seriousness in her words. I asked my wife why she answered Xiaoye that way. She kissed me and said, "You don't understand women's minds." When I asked Xiaoye how she persuaded my wife, her reply was simply, "It's a secret." Sigh, even though I am their husband or father, their thoughts now confuse me. "Dad! What are you thinking?"

"Thinking back to the beginning of our relationship," I replied. Coming back to my senses, I noticed her beautiful breasts, half-hidden beneath her skin. I pulled my hand away from hers and reached for her pajamas. My clumsy left hand struggled for a few moments but couldn't unbutton them. My daughter moved my hand away, saying understandingly, "Dad, let me do it. You're sick and still not behaving!" I smiled at her, placed my hand on her back, and with a little pressure, Xiao Ye shifted closer to me, bringing her beautiful breasts right in front of me. "So good!" I murmured, placing my hand on her upper breast, my face pressed against the lower one, the faint fragrance filling my nostrils. I closed my eyes contentedly. "Hehe, Daddy's acting like a good boy now," my daughter's silvery laughter reached my ears. Meanwhile, I felt her hand press my head closer to her chest; this flesh-on-skin sensation was intoxicating. It seemed our roles were reversed; I was like a child being held by my mother. At this point, I couldn't resist sticking out my tongue and licking her nipple. My daughter giggled, probably realizing our amusing situation, and deliberately put her nipple in my mouth, saying, "Good daddy, nurse!" She laughed again. Although both my hand and mouth were enjoying this wonderful encounter, being sick and feverish made me weak. In this infinitely pleasurable embrace, I unknowingly fell asleep. When I woke up again, I found the outside world overcast. My daughter was still lying there, just as I had fallen asleep, only now she was asleep too. I glanced at the clock on the bedside table. It's 12:40. Looks like it's going to rain again. After lying down all morning and working up a sweat, I feel like I've regained my energy. The hot, dizzy feeling has disappeared. My left hand is still on her soft, white breast. This scene makes my previously limp penis hard. I can't help but gently rub Xiaoye's breasts. The moment I touch her, she moves. "Dad, you're awake?" "Yeah, you're awake too?" I answer somewhat casually, my mind completely on her pair of beautiful, full, soft, and firm breasts. The two bright red cherries on those white hemispheres are already covered with my saliva. "Dad, how are you feeling?" My daughter moves my head away and looks directly into my eyes. "I feel great! Look at me now, so energetic!" "God," I smiled at her, reaching out to first remove her pajamas. I glanced at her white panties embroidered with little animals, hesitated for a moment, then proceeded to do the same. My blatant actions naturally earned my daughter's tacit approval; she bent her legs, helping me remove that pretty obstacle. After I finished, I winked at her, pulled back my blanket, and the girl slipped into my arms like a slippery eel. Xiao Ye's cherry lips were about to press against mine when I quickly pulled away—kissing wasn't advisable with a cold. Xiao Ye looked at me questioningly, and I quickly explained my reasoning. She nodded as if suddenly understanding, then paused to think for a moment and said, "Daddy, then we can't have sex either." Although I knew that having sex now might have negative consequences, I was burning with desire and couldn't care less. If my condition worsened, I'd have to get an IV!

Having figured this out, I replied, "It's okay, my lovely little darling will just take the initiative when we make love later." My daughter smiled generously, then snuggled back under the covers and started licking my chest as she had done before. But this time, after just a quick lick, she looked up, stuck out her tongue, and complained, "Daddy, you're so sweaty, it's salty, it's hard to lick." Actually, I hadn't asked my daughter to do this. Thinking about how sticky I was, I couldn't help but feel sorry for her. I said, "Sweetie, then don't lick anymore." My daughter leaned over and gently kissed my forehead, then snuggled back under the covers, hugging me tightly. I took her hand and guided it to my penis. "It's so big!"

My daughter stuck out her tongue at me, and her soft fingers began to stroke it. My breasts were still changing shape in my hands, and with each squeeze of my fingers, I could feel the tender flesh overflowing from between my fingers.

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