[Breaking Taboos - Happy Father's Day!]

Pretending to be my brother's lover, and then... Father's Day is approaching, and I'm mentally planning what gift to give

my dad this year. Ever since I pretended to be my brother's girlfriend, the relationship between the three of us—my dad, my brother, and me—has undergone a subtle change. Thinking about what happened in my brother's room last time, and how my dad... Thinking about this, my cheeks involuntarily flushed red again, and I quickly waved my hands across my face to try and cool them down.

Thinking about how my dad seemed to have unleashed all his pent-up lust on me last time... My dad, who has been single for many years, probably needs an outlet, but of course, he can't let me be his outlet again, right? (Although the last experience made me... but ethics and morality absolutely forbid us!) At this moment, I suddenly thought of Ms. Xiaorou, a teacher at school who is a few years younger than my dad. Since Ms. Xiaorou divorced her ex-husband, I heard that she hasn't had a boyfriend since.

Ms. Xiaorou isn't particularly striking in appearance, nor does she stand out in a crowd, but she has a very gentle and understanding personality. Rumors circulated at school that even the PE teacher wanted to pursue her, but perhaps due to the setback of her divorce, she always turned away suitors.

At school, Ms. Xiaorou and I were very close; we sometimes joked around like sisters, and she would often join us girls in group buying. (If I were to have a stepmother, I would hope it would be Ms. Xiaorou; she would definitely treat me like a sister.) After mentally planning to find my father a "good wife" as his Father's Day gift this year and every year thereafter, I began to put my plan into action. I would first invite Ms. Xiaorou to my house so that my father and Mr. Xiaoquan could meet. First, I invited Ms. Xiaorou over, pretending to ask her for help with my thesis, and then we would do some group buying online together.

Mr. Xiaorou and I had just finished discussing the thesis, and we were happily browsing the web searching for items when we heard the living room door open. Hearing the heavy footsteps, I knew it must be my father.

When Dad saw my shoes, he would always come to my room to greet me. Sure enough, not long after, Dad knocked on my door: "Xin'er! You're back!"

When I opened the door, my teacher quickly stood up to greet my dad. I immediately introduced Teacher Xiaorou, saying that she was helping me with my thesis recently, so she would often come to my house.

Dad nodded politely and asked if we had eaten. I shook my head, and Dad said he would go buy some food and also buy some for Teacher Xiaorou, politely inviting her to stay and eat with us.

Teacher Xiaorou was about to refuse, but I quickly said, "Okay! Teacher Xiaorou, please stay and eat with us!"

(I knew that Teacher Xiaorou also ate alone at home.) Teacher Xiaorou couldn't refuse, so she had to stay and have dinner with us. Our family and Teacher Xiaorou ate our bento boxes together in the living room. It had been a long time since the four of us had sat down for dinner together like this.

Seeing the exchange between Dad and the teacher's eyes, I knew, "I've got it!" They liked each other. From then on, I often invited the teacher over for dinner, and she started cooking for us. Having a lady of the house finally made the house feel like a home.

Teacher Xiaorou had promised to come over the day before Father's Day and prepare a sumptuous dinner, but my brother suddenly said he was going out of town with friends and wouldn't be home for dinner. I had a sudden idea and pretended to go out to karaoke with my friends, giving Dad a chance to be alone with Teacher Xiaorou.

Looking at my watch, it was already past nine. The typhoon was gradually making landfall, and the wind was getting stronger. My friends had all gone home to avoid the typhoon and celebrate Father's Day. I wondered how things were going between the teacher and Dad. Now, I could only go home to avoid the typhoon too.

I quietly opened the door when I got home, then silently closed it again. As soon as I closed the door, I saw a sumptuous feast on the dining table. I secretly picked up a piece of food to taste, when I suddenly heard a faint moan. The sound seemed to be coming from my father's room.

I tiptoed quietly to my father's room and found the door ajar. I crawled over on my knees and peeked through the crack.

To my surprise, I saw Teacher Xiaorou, naked, straddling my father, writhing and moaning: "

Oh...so good...mmm...your penis...oh...so hard...mmm...so thick...oh..." I watched in astonishment as Teacher Xiaorou used her vagina to grip and slide my father's thick, hard penis. (So the gentle Teacher Xiaorou has such a lewd side in bed?) Teacher Xiaorou pressed against my father's chest muscles, moving excitedly back and forth, moaning: "Oh...I can't take it anymore...mmm...I'm about to climax again...oh..." Then she pulled her legs inward, tightly gripping my father's waist, and her lower body trembled and convulsed.

(Again? It seems this isn't the first time the teacher has reached orgasm!) After the teacher trembled on her father's body for a while, curled up in orgasm, the father pulled out his still-erect penis, then got up, hugged the teacher, and laid her flat on the bed. He then held his erect penis, which was covered in the teacher's vaginal fluid, and aimed it at the teacher's still slightly open vagina after her orgasm. (Last time I didn't get a clear look at Dad's penis, I only knew it was very thick, but this time I finally saw that magnificent penis with my own eyes!) After Dad aimed his thick, hard penis at Teacher Xiaorou's honey hole, he leaned his entire upper body over her and then opened his mouth to lick her erect nipples. Teacher Xiaorou, who had just climaxed, let out a comfortable moan: Oh...so good...hmm... Dad's waist slowly sank down, and his hard penis slowly squeezed into Teacher Xiaorou's honey hole. It felt like his thick, hard penis was being sucked into Teacher Xiaorou's honey hole, and it sank into her honey hole in one go. Teacher Xiaorou showed a satisfied expression and moaned: Oh...it's in again...hmm...your is so thick...oh...so hard...oh... Watching Dad's penis sink into Teacher Xiaorou's honey hole, watching the sexual scene of two genitals uniting up close made my body incredibly hot. I unconsciously reached down and touched myself with my fingers, and when my fingers touched my underwear, I realized that my underwear was already soaking wet.

While licking the teacher's nipples, Dad's other hand continuously rubbed her tender white breasts, and his waist moved back and forth in a piston-like motion. At this moment, I suddenly realized that from the beginning until now, Dad's penis had not been fully inserted into the teacher's vagina. (Could it be that the teacher's vagina was unable to swallow Dad's thick and long penis completely?) The teacher could not bear Dad's teasing and thrusting movements, and she moaned near orgasm: Oh... this is not good... um... I'm going to orgasm again... oh... you're so strong... um... how come I can't ejaculate... oh... The teacher raised her hips to meet Dad's thrusting movements as she approached orgasm, and kept moaning. Dad continued to thrust at his own rhythm, neither too fast nor too slow. (At this time, my two fingers were already fully inserted into my own vagina, constantly probing.) The teacher finally couldn't bear it anymore, frowned, and tightly hugged Dad's head with both hands, and her body convulsed and trembled as if she had reached another orgasm. (Looking at the teacher's satisfied expression after repeated orgasms, I felt a pang of jealousy for some reason.) I thought to myself, "Why am I jealous? Do I wish I were the one in bed right now???" I quickly shook my head, reminding myself, "Xin'er! What are you thinking! That's your biological father! Last time was an accident, how could you... No! Absolutely not!!!" I shook my head violently, losing my balance and leaning forward towards the door. My instinctive reaction was to reach out my wet hand from inside my vagina to steady myself, and the door was pushed open. As

soon as the door opened, my father immediately turned to look at me, while Teacher Xiaorou, still convulsing with her eyes closed from her orgasm, didn't notice me.

My eyes met his for a few seconds, and I quickly and awkwardly pulled the door shut behind me, pulling it back as I did so.

I quietly walked back to my room, closed the door, and lay down on my bed. The thought of my father's penis inside another woman's body and our eyes meeting made me feel extremely embarrassed. But the image of my father's thick, hard penis inside Teacher Xiaorou's vagina kept replaying in my mind.

My body was so hot I couldn't stand it, so I squeezed another pillow between my legs, excitedly falling asleep while imagining my father and Teacher Xiaorou making love.

I don't know how long I slept, but suddenly I felt someone sitting beside me on the bed, stroking my long hair. That gentle, familiar touch—it must be my father! I kept my eyes closed and pretended to be asleep.

My father stroked my hair and said gently, "You and Xiaodong are both my precious darlings. Before you and Mommy accept Xiaorou, Daddy won't marry her..." There was a faint smell of alcohol in the air. So Daddy had had a little to drink. No wonder he was a bit sentimental today. His tone was full of love for my brother and me. After he finished speaking, he gently covered me with the blanket, then quietly went out and closed the door. Only after he closed the door did I dare to open my eyes, which were already filled with tears.

(I know Dad is willing to be alone for our sake, and he still deeply loves Mom.) My mind is a mess right now. I'm tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep. Looking at the family photo of the four of us on the table, an idea suddenly flashed through my mind. I got up and rummaged through the closet, finding some clothes Mom had worn before. I put on her clothes and skirt, then took her favorite hair tie and tied my hair in a ponytail like hers, then sprayed on her favorite perfume.

I stood proudly in front of the mirror, looking at my appearance. No wonder my relatives always say I look just like Mom when she was young; I really do resemble her so much now!

I quietly went to the living room and noticed that Teacher Xiaorou's shoes were gone. Sure enough, because of the approaching typhoon, Teacher Xiaorou had gone home early. I quietly opened the door to Dad's room. Once inside, I sat on the bed like Dad and gently stroked his hair, mimicking Mom's movements. I touched him, but Dad didn't move, so I continued stroking, hoping to wake him up from his half-drunk state.

My little hand gently touched my father's cheek, but he still didn't react. I had no choice but to continue downwards, my fingertips lightly gliding across his neck, then slipping under the covers. When my little hand reached under the covers to touch his chest, I realized that he wasn't wearing any clothes! My little hand touched his firm pectoral muscles directly. (I never imagined that at his age, his pectoral muscles could still be so firm and strong!) I gently teased his nipples with my fingers, trying to wake him, but I didn't expect that my father, who had been drinking, would be so difficult to wake. My little hand had no choice but to continue downwards under the covers, and suddenly I felt a series of raised bumps. (I never imagined that my father had abs!!!) Touching them, I could feel my father's firm body under the covers, and stroking his firm body made my body gradually feel warm. (I even had an urge to pull back the covers.) As I reached deeper and deeper under the covers, I suddenly felt a distinct indentation. Could this be the so-called "V-line"? And did it mean that Dad was completely naked under the covers? My

body was burning with heat, and my curiosity fueled my hand as it slowly, slowly moved downwards. I just wanted to touch Dad's penis, to see if it was really that thick and hard.

Just as I shyly touched Dad's pubic hair, he suddenly opened his eyes and stared at me. I was so startled that I immediately stopped what I was doing and froze, staring blankly at him.

Dad turned on the light, his half-drunk expression making him squint at me, while my fingers were still touching his pubic hair under the covers. Dad suddenly spoke: "Ting?" (This is Mom's name) Although it's a little different from what I imagined, my original plan was to touch Dad's hair to wake him up, and then, while he was still drunk, pretend to be Mom and talk to him. But now my hand is positioned a little too low… I quickly reached out and touched Dad's cheek, gently calling out to him in Mom's tone: Rong… Dad looked at me in disbelief. After a moment of stunned silence, he suddenly hugged me tightly, then sobbed in my arms, saying: Ting… I had a very long nightmare, dreaming that you left me. (I'd never seen Dad cry before, and it startled me!) I stroked Dad's head, mimicking Mom's movements and tone, saying: Rong, how could I bear to leave you?

Dad continued to snuggle in my arms like a child, saying: We even had two children! My sister is called Xin'er, and she's as beautiful as you, and my brother is called Xiao Dong, and he's as handsome as me!

I held Dad's head gently and said: Do you like them?

Dad nodded vigorously like a child. I said gently, "Rong, if I'm not here one day, I don't want to see you all alone. You must find someone else to be with you quickly. I won't blame you."

Dad hugged me tighter and said, "I only want you, and our child. Let's have a baby!"

I exclaimed in surprise, "Huh?"

Suddenly, Dad held my head in his hands and pressed his lips to mine, kissing me. I was terrified and didn't know what to do. Should I push Dad away?

While my mind was still racing, Dad's tongue had already pushed my lips apart and entered my mouth. He started a French kiss, which was not a simple kiss between father and daughter!

My sense of morality and guilt made me want to escape Dad's French kiss, but Dad's hands held me tightly, making it impossible for me to dodge. Moreover, Dad's French kiss gradually began to feel comfortable. (So my brother's kissing skills are inherited from Dad!) Dad's French kiss gradually made me succumb, and I could only think that it was just a simple French kiss, and that I was now in Mom's place. Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly realized that Dad's hand had already slipped inside my clothes and taken off my bra!

I tried to push Dad's arm away, but his tongue skills made me feel weak and numb. Unexpectedly, after Dad quickly took off my upper body, he even reached for my underwear. I quickly covered my underwear with my hands.

Unexpectedly, Dad suddenly lifted his blanket and pounced on me on the bed. Then, he grabbed my hands with one hand and skillfully took off my skirt and underwear with the other. Then, he used his thighs to spread my legs wide. Dad's skillful movements and kissing skills made me completely unable to resist and I was led by him.

When Dad's hot penis touched the inside of my thigh, I was shocked and used all my strength to push Dad's body upwards. Only then did Dad's tongue finally leave my lips.

My face flushed red as my dad kissed me, and I covered my chest with my hands, pouting and saying, "Wait a minute..." (I was internally trying to think of a reason to refuse). Dad suddenly smiled and said, "I know..." (Know? What did he mean? I was completely confused.) After saying that, Dad got up naked and left my body. I thought he was going to take a shower and wash himself clean, so I shyly covered my private parts with my hands.

After getting up, Dad went to the wardrobe, opened it, and took out a box. (I remember that Dad and Mom didn't allow us to touch that box. When we were little, my brother and I thought it contained our toys.) Dad opened the box, and inside was a bunch of sex toys: handcuffs, leg irons, collars, a bunch of nylon ropes, vibrators, and all sorts of SM items.

Dad first took a ball and walked up to me. Then, he gently put the ball into my mouth, which was filled with his saliva. I just sat on the bed, bewildered, watching Dad. (So my parents have this kind of fetish in bed!!!) Then Dad picked up handcuffs and pulled my hands behind my back, cuffing them. Without my hands to cover me, I sat naked in front of Dad, and I frantically twisted my arms, trying to break free.

Dad walked towards me with a nylon rope in his hand, and I thought to myself, "Does Dad have sadistic tendencies? And does Mom have masochistic tendencies? No wonder I saw rope marks on Mom's body before!" As the nylon rope slowly tightened and dug into my skin, I came to my senses in shock and tried to stop Dad, but with my mouth gagged, I could only make "Ugh... Ugh..." sounds.

My father skillfully bound my naked body, rendering me immobile. My legs were bent into an "M" shape, exposing my vulva in a very shameful position. As the ropes tightened, my heart raced, and my vulva slowly became wet. (I don't know if it's because I inherited my mother's genes, but being bound and powerless made me feel hot and excited.) My father pulled the ropes behind my back tightly, the nylon digging firmly into my skin. Feeling completely unable to move, I let out excited moans: "Ugh..." After binding me, my father stood beside the bed, admiring my bound body. With my increasingly wet vulva exposed in such shame, I opened my mouth in shame, wanting to ask my father to untie the ropes, but the ball plug in my mouth prevented me from making any muffled growls. Saliva kept dripping from the ball plug and onto my body.

The drool dripping from the corner of my mouth, combined with the vaginal fluid, completely soaked the bedsheet beneath me. Completely immobilized, I could only look at my father with a shy expression. (No! Being tied up like this is making my body hotter and hotter, more and more excited…) My father excitedly said, “Wife, how come your tender hole is already this wet just from being tied up today?”

I looked at my father shyly, unsure how to answer, but I could feel that my vagina was incredibly wet. Being tied up like this was actually giving me a strange, inexplicable pleasure. (I silently begged them to untie me; I felt myself becoming increasingly strange!) Suddenly, Dad knelt between my legs, then placed his fingers beside my labia, forcing my already wet vulva open. He then directly licked the nectar from my vulva with his warm tongue. The sight of my vulva being stretched open and licked by my own father made me want to run away in embarrassment. But when I tried to move, I realized I couldn't move at all. All I could do was moan uncontrollably as Dad licked me: "Ugh...ugh..." (I tried to tell Dad to stop, but my mouth...) (But I could only make muffled sounds.) My father's tongue was coated with my slippery, lustful fluid, and he kept teasing my swollen, engorged little bean. Being bound made my erogenous zones extremely sensitive, and this licking made me moan and beg for mercy: "Ugh...ugh... (Don't lick like this... I can't take it...)" My body was controlled by my father, and the feeling of the nylon rope digging into my skin, along with the shame of immorality, all these factors made my body so excited that my heart was pounding. My father licked my vulva for a short time, and my body became so excited that I reached orgasm.

My vulva was licked by my father until my whole body was numb and I reached orgasm. My trembling lower body was so sensitive that I wanted to escape, but my whole body was fixed and I couldn't escape at all. My father kept sucking the lustful fluid secreted by my orgasm, and I twisted my hips and begged for mercy: "Ugh...ugh... (Oh... I orgasm... don't lick anymore... oh... so sensitive...)" My father kept licking until my whole body started to tremble before he finally stopped. My father's mouth was full of my lustful fluid and he smiled and said: "Wife, why are you so sensitive today?" I reached climax so quickly?

This was my first time being tied up in SM, and the person tying me up was my own father. The shock of this immoral act made me so ashamed that I reached climax. (I just wanted to pretend to be my mother and persuade my father to accept Teacher Xiaorou, but I didn't expect it to turn into a forbidden SM relationship with my father.) My father suddenly picked me up and carried me to a horizontal bar with four hooks already placed on it. He lifted me up and hooked the nylon ropes on my hands and back, then hooked the other two on my legs, leaving me hanging in the air with my legs spread apart. (When I was little, I always thought it was for my dad to exercise; only now do I finally know its true purpose.) There was a large mirror directly in front of the horizontal bar. Through the mirror, I saw myself suspended in the air in a very lewd position. My cheeks were flushed with embarrassment from just having an orgasm, and my breasts, bound by the nylon ropes, appeared even more prominent. My legs were spread wide in an M-shape, suspended in mid-air, and I could clearly see my vaginal fluids mixed with my dad's saliva slowly dripping down.

My weight was supported only by the four hooks holding the nylon ropes together. The downward pull of my weight tightened the ropes, and as they dug deeper into my skin, the combined feeling of shame and the physical pressure made me increasingly excited.

Suddenly, Dad stood behind me, one arm around my waist, the other holding a vibrating massager directly to my swollen, engorged penis. As he turned it on, tingling currents shot through my penis, and I immediately cried out in uncontrollable moans: "Ugh...ugh... (Oh...so numb...mmm...)" The more excited I writhed, the deeper the nylon straps dug into my skin. The constant contractions and pressure, combined with the direct stimulation of my penis, quickly brought me to orgasm, moaning:

"Ugh...ugh... (Oh...I can't take it anymore...mmm...again...)" (I'm climaxing...oh...) In the mirror, my brows are furrowed, my body suspended in the air, trembling with each orgasm. The vibrating dildo on my penis continues to vibrate rapidly, stimulating my engorged penis. My whole body is numb with pleasure as I beg and moan: "Ugh...ugh...(Oh...stop...um...this will make me...oh...pee...)" Suddenly, amidst the tingling orgasm, I hear a dripping sound from the floor. I look in the mirror in surprise as my vagina gushes out like a fountain, releasing a torrent of vaginal fluid. I couldn't hold back any longer and squirted. The dildo above my vagina and my father's hand are covered in my fluid.

Being bound seems to amplify the pleasure of my erogenous zones, causing me to experience multiple orgasms in quick succession, and I'm so excited that I uncontrollably squirt all over the floor. Only

after I've squirted all over the floor does my father remove the wet vibrating dildo from my penis. My cheeks are flushed and sweating, and my bound, naked body is burning hot, sweating profusely, and trembling in the air.

Bound by nylon ropes for a long time, I gradually felt numbness in other parts of my body. Suddenly, I felt a hot, hard penis pressed against my vaginal opening. (It turned out that while other parts of my body had lost sensation, the sensation in my erogenous zones was doubled!) I looked in the mirror and realized that my father was standing behind me, and a large glans was protruding from my crotch. It turned out that the height my father had hoisted me up was just right so that my vagina was hanging at the height of his crotch.

(My father's genitals were directly touching my genitals!) My father stood behind me, holding my waist, and then thrusting back and forth. My wet and sensitive clitoris was being rubbed by my father's hot penis until it was burning hot, and my father's thick, hard glans was constantly bumping against the clitoris at the entrance of my vagina.

The thick, hard glans kept sliding outside my vaginal opening. I screamed nervously in my heart, "Dad...no...don't go in...I'm not Mom...I'm your daughter Xin'er..." My incredibly wet clitoris rubbed against my father's thick, hard penis, making a constant "splish-splish" sound. The pleasure from my lower body kept reaching my brain. The walls of my vagina were so excited that they kept secreting vaginal fluid, and my mouth was also tense and excited, constantly secreting saliva. (Oh no! This sex-like action is making me feel so good down there. The pleasure in my body is making me gradually sink into it...) My saliva kept dripping from the corners of my mouth onto my chest, and the vaginal fluid inside my vagina also soaked my father's thick, hard penis. Hanging there unable to move, I could only look at the obscene scene reflected in the mirror with a blushing face.

(Oh my god! Being suspended in mid-air with a penis thrusting in and out of my vagina is so lewd, and I'm actually getting so excited!) My vagina is getting wetter and wetter, which seems to be making my dad more and more excited. My dad is moving his hips faster and faster. My whole body is numb and I can't feel anything, but I can clearly feel my clitoris and nipples being rubbed. This kind of sexual pleasure makes my nipples so excited that they stand up. (No…stop this dangerous thrusting…the head of his penis will slip inside…) At this moment, Dad suddenly grabbed my breasts from behind with both hands, and also pinched my erect nipples with his fingers. This stimulation rapidly doubled the pleasure in my body. I trembled and moaned as if I were being electrocuted: Ugh…ugh… (Oh…don’t pinch…um…it’s so sensitive…oh…) Dad noticed that my whole body was trembling as if I was about to climax again, so he pinched my nipples tightly with both hands, and then quickly twisted his waist, rubbing his penis against the entrance of my vagina, like a violent thrusting of my buttocks before ejaculation. (No…if this continues, I won’t be able to think, I’m about to climax again…) The sexual pleasure of being bound, combined with the feeling of being thrust into as if it were real sex, I felt a tingling sensation all over my body and cried out in a lewd climax: "Ugh...ugh... (Oh...no...um...I'm climaxing...oh...)" Dad sensed that I had reached the peak of my climax. I frowned and breathed heavily, saliva uncontrollably dripping from the corner of my mouth and covering my entire body. My whole body was convulsing and twitching. Dad felt that I was about to faint, so he quickly stopped thrusting. (The constraints of morality combined with the pleasure of SM were rapidly consuming my mind and body.) After a while, the spasms gradually subsided, followed by the numb feeling of my body being bound by nylon ropes. Dad felt that I had calmed down a lot. He suddenly placed his hands on my buttocks and then opened my vaginal opening from side to side. I thought Dad... He would lick my vulva from behind.

Suddenly, I felt a hot, round head pressing against my vulva. I was so scared that I quickly looked down and saw my father half-squatting, holding his penis and aiming it at my vulva. I cried out nervously, "Ugh...ugh... (Dad! No! I'm Xin'er! You can't put it in!)" My father slowly pushed upwards at an angle, the thick glans slowly forcing open my vulva. No matter how hard I tried to clench my vulva, the thick, hard glans kept pushing it open. (No!

Dad really wants to put his penis in my vulva!) When my vulva was stretched to its limit, my father's thick glans suddenly slid into my vulva, completely blocking the opening. As my father inserted his penis from behind... As the thick, hard penis entered my vagina, the air inside was squeezed out by the force of the penis, making a "plop...plop" sound. My father's thick, hard penis stretched the inner walls of my vagina, and I moaned uncontrollably: "Ugh...ugh... (Oh...no...put it in...um...so big...oh...)" After inserting half of his penis into my vagina, my father grabbed my buttocks with both hands and pulled it back, withdrawing it with a "pop" sound as the glans was pulled out, still tightly gripping the entrance of my vagina. (My vagina made such embarrassing sounds from my father's penis; I was so ashamed I wanted to cover my face with my hands.) My father didn't give my vagina any chance to retract, and then... His thick, hard penis was fully inserted into my vagina, and the entrance of my vagina was pushed and pressed by my father's penis, making a "plop...plop" sound.

My father repeatedly played with my vagina with his thick, hard penis, and the sound of my vagina being played with made me feel extremely ashamed, while the pleasure of being scraped inside my vagina grew deeper and deeper. (Don't play with my vagina like this anymore, I can't take it...) After several slow thrusts with my father inserting half of his penis in and out, I finally couldn't take it anymore and clamped my vagina around the half of his penis inside, letting out a moan of orgasm: "Ugh...ugh... (Oh...I can't take it anymore...um...I can't take it anymore...oh...)" Being constantly at the peak of sexual pleasure and having orgasm made my strength drain away rapidly, and I was so exhausted from orgasms that my whole body was depleted. Hanging limply in the air, even at the peak of my climax, I only trembled slightly.

My father sensed my exhaustion was about to give out, so he quickly pulled out his penis and gently placed my trembling body on the bed. He then removed the handcuffs from my back and the gag from my mouth, allowing me to breathe.

Finally free from the tight bondage of being suspended in mid-air by ropes, and with my hands finally free, my body relaxed considerably. But my next action startled my father… I pounced on the edge of the bed like a cat, then reached out and grabbed my father's thick, hard penis, and began to lick it, like a kitten, eagerly licking the shaft covered in my own juices. (My lust was completely ignited; all morals and ethics had crumbled to dust.) All I wanted was to satisfy the unstoppable sexual pleasure within me! My father was startled by my actions, but soon after, he excitedly stroked my head and said, "I thought you couldn't hold on any longer. I let go of your hands to let you rest, but you immediately crawled over and took my penis in your mouth. Is it that delicious?"

Although my father's penis was very thick, I, in my thirst, had already taken half of it into my mouth. I held the back half of the penis with both hands, and with the front half in my mouth, I shyly looked up at my father and nodded slightly. My father stroked my hair like he was petting a kitten and said, "Take it slow, no one's going to take it from you!"

I kept trying to take my father's entire penis into my mouth, but his penis was really too long and thick, and the glans was really too big! The hard glans pressed against my throat... I cried uncontrollably, but I still greedily wanted to take the whole thing in.

Seeing me struggling to shove his penis into my mouth despite my tears, Dad gently pulled it out, then looked at me and said, "If your mouth can't take it all in, then use your penis down there!"

Dad gently pushed me down onto the bed, my legs still bound in an M-shape with nylon rope. Except for my hands, which had regained feeling, the rest of my body was numb, but I could clearly feel my vagina was wet and hot.

Dad then climbed on top of me and kissed my lips directly. I also took the initiative, holding Dad's head with both hands and French kissing him, excitedly sucking on the saliva on his tongue. (We were like newlyweds on our honeymoon.) Suddenly, I felt my father's hands on my bound, protruding breasts. He then rubbed my erect nipples with his palms, his kisses combined with his large, rough hands pinching and teasing my erogenous zones. I moaned excitedly, "Oh...so good..." My whole body went numb except for my erogenous zones, so the pleasure was especially intense. As I focused on my sensitive nipples being rubbed, I suddenly felt a hot glans pressing against my vaginal opening. Due to the angle, the glans, despite its force, slid upwards from my wet opening.

The hard glans slid upwards from my vaginal opening and then collided with the clitoris of another erogenous zone. This impact made me moan sensitively, "Oh..." My father kissed me while rubbing my breasts, and his lower body kept pressing the glans against my vaginal opening. However, due to the angle and the slippery nature of my vaginal opening, the hard glans couldn't penetrate me properly. (The impact made my vagina incredibly itchy; I desperately wanted that thick, hard glans to penetrate me. I felt anxious and uncomfortable.) Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I reached down and grabbed my father's penis, aiming it at my vaginal opening. Then, my father thrust forward forcefully, and the thick, hard glans slammed directly into my vagina. The sight of the thick, hard glans penetrating my vagina made me cry out loudly: "Oh... in... mmm... so big... oh..." The pleasure throughout my body excited me so much that I hugged my father's head tightly and kissed it passionately. As my father's penis thrust deeper and deeper with each stroke, my... My vaginal walls gradually felt filled by his penis, and the folds of flesh inside were constantly being scraped by the glans, making me feel incredibly numb.

Suddenly, I felt a thrust deep inside my vagina, and a wave of pleasure surged through my body like an electric current. My father's glans touched my cervix, and this sudden sensation sent me into a throbbing orgasm, causing me to moan:

"Oh... all the way in... um... no... oh... I'm coming... um..." My vagina contracted tightly, gripping his thick, hard penis, and my body trembled with climax. I held my father's head tightly with both hands and began to kiss him frantically.

Suddenly, Dad grabbed the rope behind me and lifted me up. He then stood on the floor, holding onto the ropes binding me, and continued thrusting.

Being held and thrust into by Dad like a train bento box, I felt his penis penetrating even deeper, each time hitting my cervix. I finally couldn't take it anymore and pulled away from Dad's lips, tilting my head back and moaning: "Oh...so long...um...it's so deep...oh..." I had just climaxed, and now being held like this and thrust into so intensely, the tingling pleasure throughout my body brought me to another climax. I couldn't bear it and arched back, moaning: "Oh...no...um...I'm coming again...oh..." Dad sensed that I had climaxed again, and that my vagina was tightly gripping his penis, contracting repeatedly. He gently placed me on the bed, then flipped me over, my buttocks raised, and lay face down on the bed. My vagina, still contracting from the climax, was slightly open, like breathing, facing Dad behind me.

I thought Dad would let me rest after the series of orgasms, but instead, I felt a pair of hands on my buttocks. The next second, with a "plop," Dad's hard penis thrust into my slightly open vagina from behind. My incredibly sensitive vagina, still sensitive from the consecutive orgasms, was instantly filled with his penis again. I moaned lasciviously, "Oh... from behind... mmm... so deep... oh..." Dad grabbed the rope on my buttocks and started rocking me back and forth like a horse, pulling the reins. His hard penis kept thrusting in and out of my vagina. My upper body was lying on the bed, gripping the sheets tightly, while my lower body was being pulled by Dad's ropes. I was on my side... Lying face down on the pillow, drooling and moaning incessantly: "Oh... like this... um... I can't take it... oh... no... um... I keep having orgasms... oh..." Dad gripped the ropes binding me and thrust in and out, while my whole body convulsed from orgasm. The continuous orgasms were almost too much for my body to handle. I felt numb all over and was about to faint, so I begged and moaned: "Oh... stop... um... I'll die like this... oh..." Dad realized I was about to faint, so he quickly loosened his grip on the ropes. I collapsed weakly onto the bed, drooling and panting, my body still convulsing and trembling uncontrollably.

Seeing me trembling uncontrollably, Dad was worried and quickly untied all the nylon ropes binding me. With the ropes off, my blood began to circulate freely. Combined with the recent orgasm, my cheeks were flushed and sweaty. The long period of binding left pink marks all over my body, making my already fair skin appear even more rosy. Now, I lay naked on the bed, panting. Besides the crisscrossing pink marks, I could feel hot sweat dripping down my back. I weakly lay on the bed, letting my body gradually calm down.

Suddenly, Dad leaned over my back and gently licked the marks on my shoulders with his tongue, while his other hand lightly stroked the marks on my back. Dad's gentle actions felt incredibly good. As

Dad stroked my back, I felt not only his hot body but also his still-hot and erect penis pressing against my buttocks.

My father's gentle licking and caresses gradually made me want him to enter my body again. I raised my buttocks and turned my head shyly to my father behind me, saying in a coquettish voice, "I want more..." Hearing my words, my father excitedly guided his penis and slowly pressed it into my buttocks. His penis slowly squeezed into my vagina, and this gentle insertion made me let out a soft moan: "Oh..." My father licked my back while slowly thrusting in and out. This gentle movement was not as intense and stimulating as before, but it made me feel so good that I kept letting out alluring moans: "Oh... um... oh..." The slow thrusting made me feel the thick, hard, fragrant... The sensation of the mushroom cap scraping against the inner walls of my vagina, this tingling feeling kept me on the verge of orgasm. I comfortably arched my buttocks, enjoying the gentle thrusting as I moaned: Oh... this feels so good... um... I no longer cared about the father-daughter relationship. Now I just wanted to be my father's woman, to stay in bed like a little woman, enjoying the feeling of being loved by a man, enjoying the happiness and satisfaction of a man conquering my body... This gentle thrusting made the desire inside me keep building up. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore, so I got up, turned around, pushed my father onto the bed, and then straddled him.

With one hand, I guided my father's thick, hard penis towards my vagina, while the other hand pressed against his chest to keep him still. I bit my lip shyly, looking down at my father, and then slowly lowered my buttocks... My buttocks landed on my father, and his thick, hard penis was instantly sucked into my wet vagina. As I tried to straddle him, I suddenly felt the tip of his penis unexpectedly hit my cervix. I winced and cried out: "Oh..." Only then did I realize that my father's penis was already at its peak of arousal. It had not only become thicker but also longer, so long that my vagina couldn't fully insert the entire penis!

Unable to insert my father's entire penis all the way in, I had to sit forward a little so that his penis just touched my cervix. Then I placed my hands on my father's pectoral muscles for support, and began to twist and wiggle my penis with my vagina in a very lewd position, expressing the pleasure in my body by moaning lewdly: Oh...so good...mmm...keep pushing...oh...uterus...mmm...Unexpectedly, my father, who had been thrusting without any intention of ejaculating, suddenly placed his hands on my buttocks, then spread my vagina wider, and began to excitedly thrust his penis upwards into my vagina.

I could control the length of the penis inside my vagina, just enough to reach my cervix, by twisting and turning. But suddenly, my father started thrusting more and more intensely, the hard glans hitting my cervix with increasing force. The pain and tingling pleasure were unbearable, and I let go of his hands, clinging to him and moaning: "Oh... like this... um... too deep... oh..." My father seemed to be about to climax, grabbing my buttocks and trying to push the entire penis into my vagina. The constant impact of the glans on my cervix made me feel both pain and numbness, like electric currents surging through my body. This pleasure was unbearable, and I frowned, clutching my breasts and moaning wildly: "Oh... so deep... um... my uterus is going to... oh... it's being damaged... um..." At this moment, my father... Dad, like a wild beast, was gripping my buttocks and thrusting violently. His hands kept pressing my buttocks down, as if he wanted to insert his entire penis into my vagina. With each violent thrust, his penis gradually pushed into my vagina. The electric current of pleasure that tingled my whole body made my vagina gradually numb. I tightly pinched my nipples and fell into a frenzied orgasm, moaning wildly: Oh... I can't take it anymore... Hmm... My uterus is going to break... Oh... I'm going crazy... Hmm... Dad's several forceful thrusts made me feel like his entire penis had been pushed into my vagina. I tightly pinched my breasts with one hand and placed the other hand on my lower abdomen, feeling the impact on my uterus. My palm could clearly feel the impact of the thick, hard glans hitting the cervix.

Just as I felt my cervix being forced open, I finally couldn't hold back and experienced an unprecedented orgasm. My vagina contracted rapidly, gripping my father's entire penis. I arched my back, drooling and moaning, "Oh... I'm orgasming... Oh..." Suddenly, I felt my father's entire penis inside my contracting vagina, trembling violently. My hand pressed against my lower abdomen, which was aching from the glans hitting my cervix, and I could clearly feel my slightly protruding lower body trembling. (Dad ejaculated too?!) As my uterus gradually became hot and swollen, I finally realized that after my father had inserted his entire penis into my vagina, my vagina finally couldn't hold back and erupted, the tip of his penis continuously shooting hot, thick semen into my opened cervix.

I lay on top of my father, convulsing and trembling with intense orgasm. I wasn't worried about getting pregnant anymore; instead, I kept contracting and relaxing my vagina, trying to draw all the semen from his penis into my uterus. The feeling of my uterus slowly filling up, pressed against my lower abdomen, was incredibly satisfying.

The raging storm outside seemed to have subsided after our passionate lovemaking. Although we weren't rained on inside, my father and I were drenched in sweat.

With my uterus filled with semen and the constant orgasms, I was completely satisfied, both physically and mentally. Finally, I collapsed onto my father, a satisfied expression on my face, and fell asleep comfortably.

When I woke up, the sun was shining after the rain. Coming to my senses, I realized I was straddling my dad, naked! (Oh my god! Did I fall asleep on him yesterday, so overwhelmed by an orgasm?) I quickly and shyly climbed down, afraid of waking him. If he woke up, should I continue pretending to be my mom? Would that lead to another passionate morning exercise? The thought of making love with my dad made my cheeks even hotter and redder.

While my dad was still fast asleep and snoring, I quickly tidied the room back to its original state. As I looked up at the hook that had hung me from the ceiling yesterday, holding the nylon rope, I was reminded of the intense scene of my dad binding me and thrusting into me. (No! This kind of immoral and forbidden sex can only happen once, not again…) After tidying up, I rushed back to my room to shower, planning to make breakfast as a Father's Day treat. After showering and drying my hair, I tied it into a ponytail and went to the kitchen to start making breakfast.

Perhaps it was the aroma of breakfast, but as I turned my back to the table to pour my drink, Dad suddenly stood beside the table and called out to my back: "Wife!"

Hearing Dad call me "wife" startled me. I suddenly wondered if he had seen Mom's hair tie in my ponytail. I quickly turned back, pretending not to hear, and said to Dad: "Dad, you're awake?"

Dad saw my face and heard me call him "Dad," and after a moment's hesitation, he said: "Xin'er?"

I smiled at Dad while pouring my drink and said: "Yes! What's wrong?"

Dad pulled out a chair and sat down at the table, then said with a dejected look: "I dreamt about your mom last night."

I placed the poured drink on the table and said to Dad: "Dad, it's rare that you still think about Mom."

Dad picked up his drink, took a sip, and then smiled and said: "Your mom and all of you are the only ones Dad cares about."

As I was touched by Dad's words, I suddenly felt something flowing from my vagina. I exclaimed in surprise, squeezing my thighs together: "Ah!"

Dad looked at me anxiously and said: "What's wrong?"

I quickly shook my head and said: "Nothing, I think I just saw a cockroach crawling by."

I thought to myself, "Is Dad's semen too thick? Or is it because he ejaculated too deep? Why is there still semen leaking out?" My underwear was soaked with Dad's semen, feeling wet and slippery. Thinking about how my vagina was still full of Dad's semen, my cheeks involuntarily flushed red.

Dad looked at me suspiciously, so I quickly changed the subject, saying, "Dad, actually, my brother and I can accept Teacher Xiaorou, and I believe Mom will accept her too!"

Dad looked at me with surprise and said, "Really?"

I smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes!

" Dad looked uneasy and said, "I still..." I suddenly bent down and kissed Dad's cheek, then made a thumbs-up gesture and smiled, saying, "Don't worry! Good luck! And... Dad, Happy Father's Day!"

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