Daughter who sleeps naked

One night, while I was masturbating naked in bed, an idea suddenly popped into my head. It was almost time for my father's routine inspection, and I wondered how he would react if he
saw me sleeping naked. Just then, the doorknob started turning—my father was coming! I immediately pulled my hand, which was touching my clitoris
, back to my side, closed my eyes, and pretended to be asleep. I heard the door open, and I peeked through my half-open eyes.
My father didn't leave immediately as usual; he stood in the doorway, watching me. After a moment, he awoke and stood in the center of the room. I lay still, afraid to move.
My legs were spread apart, and in the dim light of the nightlight, he could clearly see my entire vulva. I couldn't recall him ever seeing me naked before;
I had never let my father see my breasts or vulva since I was old enough to understand.
He moved closer to my bedside, and I could see his trousers were bulging like a tent.
Ah! God! You are so beautiful! His voice was extremely soft, barely audible. He stood by the bed, gazing at me for several minutes. My
hair was past my shoulders, a brownish-yellow with shimmering gold; my breasts, though not large, were round and full, still developing; there were a few sparse, light brown
pubic and stood erect, and
some vaginal fluid seeped from my vulva.
I hoped my father wouldn't notice how wet my vulva was.
He slowly backed away, turned, and walked out of the room, gently closing the door behind him. My tense heart relaxed, but I also felt a sense of loss. I
hoped he would do something, not just stand there watching.
As soon as the door closed, my hand immediately returned to my vulva, quickly stroking it. The thought of my father seeing my naked body and his penis instantly becoming erect
filled me with excitement, and I reached an unprecedented orgasm! I almost screamed, but managed to hold it in.
As the orgasm subsided, I lay in bed, wondering what my father's penis looked like. Judging from how high his crotch was stretched, it
must be very powerful. I couldn't help but insert my right middle finger into my vagina. My hymen had been damaged and ruptured last year when I used tampons; there had been
some bleeding and a little pain, but it subsided quickly. I inserted and removed my finger a few times, imagining it was my father's penis, but my finger was short and thin, and it became somewhat boring,
so I stopped. What I wanted was something thicker and larger, or a real man's penis. But I didn't want any other man's penis; I wanted
my father's.
In the morning, my father made me a hearty breakfast as usual. I felt a little shy when I first saw him, but after a while, I felt
normal . After breakfast, as usual, Dad left for his office first, and then I went out to catch the school bus to school.
That evening, I planned to sleep naked again while waiting for Dad, but unfortunately, my period started early that afternoon. When I went to bed, I used a sanitary napkin, put on underwear and pajamas,
and covered myself with a sheet. Just as I was about to fall asleep, Dad quietly opened the door and came in. Unlike before, tonight he was only wearing a pair of close-fitting underwear, his upper body naked, and
a large bulge was clearly visible in his crotch. He stared at me, hesitated for a while, and then closed the door and left. His departure left me feeling somewhat lost. Several days passed like this until
my period finally ended.
That night, I didn't wear pajamas or underwear, lying naked on my back with my legs wide open, my ankles sticking out from the sides of my single bed, wanting Dad to be able to see my
vulva without obstruction.
Dad came! He turned the doorknob, peeked inside, then came in, turned around, closed the door, and locked it. My father, shirtless except for his
shorts , walked to the bedside and examined me naked from head to toe. His underwear swelled rapidly, creating a tent-like opening! I pretended to be fast asleep, remaining motionless. I
felt a slight warmth in my lower abdomen, and some vaginal fluid had already seeped out. After examining me for a few minutes, my father took off his underwear.
Wow! What a huge penis! I exclaimed inwardly.
It looked like an eight- or nine-inch flashlight, with a gleaming purplish-red helmet at the tip and a sturdy, round sac below. I could clearly see
two small, swollen balls protruding from the sac. I was very excited, but also a little scared.
My father gently placed his right hand on my vulva, his fingers slipping inside to caress it. I felt very aroused, and involuntarily, more vaginal fluid immediately seeped out. I
knew his fingers were completely wet, while my vaginal fluid continued to flow. He placed his left hand on my right breast, gently kneading it. I didn't know
if I should pretend to be awake at this moment, but I didn't want him to stop caressing me, so I continued to pretend to be asleep.
I peeked through my squinting eyes and saw some translucent, thick liquid coming out of the head of my father's penis, slowly dripping down, the thin strands sticking out continuously. My father's
right hand was still caressing my already wet vulva, while his left hand alternately rubbed my breasts. My vulva longed for his penis to enter, but I was also a little afraid. I knew
it was wrong for a daughter to let her father touch her like this, but I just wanted my father to caress me! My father's thick middle finger entered my vagina, gently moving in and out, rotating.
Ah! So comfortable!
A few minutes later, he withdrew his finger. He carefully climbed onto the bed, positioned himself between my wide-open legs, and then leaned down, gently pressing
against . He supported his weight with his elbows and knees, "pressing" against me, not "pressing" me down. In this way, we were overlapping in the
shape of an "i" and a "y". He was an "i", on top; I was an inverted "y", on the bottom. I felt something hard touching my vulva; I knew it was Dad
's penis head. I was both excited and scared. I hadn't used any contraception, and Dad wasn't wearing a condom, but I didn't want to stop him. Dad rubbed his
penis head up and down in my wet vulva, sometimes teasing my clitoris.
After doing this for two minutes, he pressed his penis head against the entrance of my vagina. I closed my eyes, wondering if Dad would really penetrate me, if he would really fuck his own
daughter! I remained still, wondering what he would do. He paused for a moment, and I felt him apply slight pressure; his penis head had entered my
vagina . "Yes!" I didn't make a sound. He thrust deeper again, and I felt so full. He continued thrusting, his penis seemingly going in even further. I felt a little pain. I knew I should
tell him to stop this incestuous act, but somehow I just couldn't.
I could hear his breathing become heavy and labored. After a pause, he thrust into my vagina again, his penis going deeper and deeper. I felt very full, but it
didn't hurt too much. He continued thrusting and pumping heavily for two or three minutes, then pressed tightly against me, unable to go any further. He was completely inside me. His scrotum was pressed against
my buttocks, and my vagina was saturated. I had never felt anything like it before.
Dad paused for a moment, then began to thrust. He gently pulled his penis out two or three inches, then slowly inserted it again.
It hurt a little, but not too much; I could bear it.
He repeated the thrusting motion, and after a couple hundred times, the range of motion gradually increased, eventually reaching about five or six inches.
Each time inserted, he went all the way in, causing his scrotum to bump against my buttocks. He kept thrusting, making pleasurable groans.
I didn't know how long Dad would thrust. I couldn't help but recall seeing a male dog mating with a female dog once. The male dog had only thrust about ten times behind the female dog
before withdrawing, but his penis was locked and couldn't come out. The two dogs' buttocks were chained together, and it took nearly fifteen minutes for them to come off. We, the onlookers,
could see that the male dog's penis was still hard, wet, and glistening with red oil.
Dad's penis rhythmically moved in and out of my vagina. The pain had disappeared, replaced by an indescribable pleasure. When I peeked,
my father 's handsome face was right in front of me, only four or five inches away. His eyes were closed, his chest pressed slightly against my breasts, and his hips moved rhythmically up and down.
The expression on his face showed that he was immersed in extreme pleasure.
A few minutes later, his penis began to thrust faster and faster, and a beast-like growl came from his throat. His scrotum pounded against
my buttocks at an extremely fast speed. I felt a mix of soreness and itchiness... but suddenly he stopped thrusting, his penis deeply inserted into my vagina, his lower body pressing tightly against my vulva. His
whole body tense, and I could feel him trembling.
"Ah! God!" my father groaned loudly.
I felt something strange in my vagina; his glans was swollen and throbbed, throbbed, throbbed... he was ejaculating inside me! I never imagined that he would ejaculate inside his own daughter's vagina so
recklessly , scattering his seed! And he was still spitting out semen in throbbing motions. I didn't know how long he would
keep ejaculating.
My father's glans finally stopped throbbing, but his penis didn't shrink. Two more minutes passed before he pulled his still-erect penis out of my vagina, got up, and got out of bed.
He put on his underwear, lightly kissed my lips, and left my bedroom, gently closing the door behind him. I was paralyzed with fear. I felt it
was all my fault; I could have told him to stop, to end this illicit affair, but I didn't, letting my father steal my pleasure.
I reached down to touch my vulva; it still felt a little sore inside, and my vulva, inner thighs, and buttocks were all sticky and wet. I wanted to get up and go to the bathroom to wash, but I was exhausted,
my legs were weak, and I was worried about running into my father on the way—that would be embarrassing. I managed to find my underwear under the pillow, stuffed it into my vagina, and squeezed my legs together
to prevent the semen from staining the sheets.
I remembered reading in Methodist books that conception usually occurs within two weeks between the end and beginning of menstruation. My period had just ended; perhaps I wouldn't conceive now!
Of course, I knew this wasn't a guarantee. Looking at the clock on the radio, it was 11:55 pm.
I lay in bed resting for a long time, my mind replaying the wonderful pleasure of my father's large penis entering and exiting my vagina. I sat up, put on my robe, covered my vagina tightly
with my hand , and quietly went into the bathroom, closed the door, sat on the toilet, and let the semen my father had ejaculated inside me flow out. I couldn't help but look down
and examine it closely; it was a thick, milky white discharge.
I went back to the bedroom, changed into another clean pair of underwear, covered myself with the sheet, and went to sleep. I hadn't had an orgasm that night, but I didn't care at the moment. I just felt a
strange unease, and after a long while, I finally fell asleep without realizing it.
The next morning, my father acted as usual, as if nothing had happened the night before. I pretended to be nonchalant, but my mind kept replaying his
penis and the fact that he had ejaculated inside me. For
the next two nights, for some reason, I wasn't very aroused. Every night I slept in my underwear under the sheet, and my father never came to my bedroom.
This was the third night since my father had cheated on me. I felt a strong sexual urge again. I didn't wear pajamas, took off my underwear, lay down naked,
covered my lower body with the sheet, and slowly stroked my vulva with my hand, waves of pleasure washing over me. Suddenly I heard the doorknob turn, and I quickly removed my hand, closing my eyes and pretending to be asleep.
My father gently pushed the door open, then gently closed and locked it, and walked to the bedside. I peeked through my eyes; my father was only wearing underwear, and his crotch was bulging like a small hill. He stared at
me for a moment, and I knew he was looking at my breasts; his crotch immediately bulged again. Then he pulled off the sheet covering my lower body. As soon as he saw my naked
vulva, his breathing quickened and became heavy.
Ah! So beautiful! So beautiful! He murmured softly.
He quickly pulled down his underwear, and his thick, eight-inch-long penis immediately sprang out, proudly erect like a small cannon, pointing upwards at a sixty-degree angle
. Thinking of how it had ravaged my vagina the night before, taking my virginity, I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire, and my vagina involuntarily secreted fluid.
My legs were parted, but not wide. Dad's right hand slipped between my legs, caressing my vulva, making it even wetter. He
rubbed it for a while, his fingers becoming wet. He withdrew his hand, gently spreading my legs wider, and carefully climbed onto the bed,
placing between my spread thighs, pressing lightly against me. We were now in an "i" and an inverted "y" position.
After forcing my legs apart, Dad raised my knees, making my vulva protrude even more.
My conscience told me I should stop him immediately and not continue this immoral act, but somehow, I just lay there obediently, pretending to sleep,
letting my father do as he pleased.
My father inserted the head of his penis into my vagina and gently thrust his hips, inch by inch, inserting his hard, thick penis into my cunt. With
each he let out a low, pleasurable groan, as if experiencing great pleasure. Although I didn't feel the same pain as the first time I was penetrated the night before, my vaginal walls
were stretched open inch by inch by his penis head, feeling incredibly tight and uncomfortable. Fortunately, my vagina was already filled with vaginal fluid, greatly reducing the pain of the tightness.
I felt my father penetrating deeper and deeper; his over eight-inch-long, hard male genitals were completely inside my lower abdomen, his firm, swollen scrotum pressed tightly against my buttocks. My vulva
was filled by my father's powerful genitals, which excited me greatly, but I was still somewhat afraid. After his penis was fully inside, my father paused for a moment, then began thrusting.
Dad pulled his large penis almost completely out, leaving only the glans inside, and immediately thrust it back in to the hilt. He groaned with pleasure, rhythmically thrusting
his hips , repeating this in-and-out motion, gently fucking my wet, still-developing little pussy again and again.
I was fucked like this for a long time, and I felt extremely happy. I tried my best to hold back my moans, but my body wouldn't listen to me. My pussy was leaking
fluid , and sometimes I couldn't help but slightly raise my hips to welcome Dad's penetration.
He increased the speed of his thrusting, his penis frequently entering and exiting my vagina. I felt an indescribable sensual pleasure, and this wonderful feeling grew stronger and stronger. From
my father's moans, I knew he was also enjoying immense pleasure. Suddenly, his penis remained deeply inserted in my vagina, and my father stopped. He was regulating
his breathing , as if trying his best to suppress his excited emotions. After pausing for almost a minute, he continued thrusting.
This time, he only pulled his penis out about halfway before immediately inserting it again, thrusting much faster and with greater force than before. It was no longer a gentle,
slow thrusting, but a frenzied, rapid pounding of my vulva.
Under his intense, frenzied assault, my vagina felt unbearably sore and swollen—it felt so good! My whole body tensed up, even more tense, ah! Like a balloon bursting, my mind went
blank, a surge of heat welled up from my lower abdomen, and in a hazy state, my vagina automatically opened and closed in intense spasms… I reached an unprecedented, indescribable,
ecstatic orgasm.
Dad started a faster, more forceful, frenzied thrusting. 　　Ah 　　! God　　　　! Yes ! 　　That
's it! Ohh ... My vagina is now filled with my father's semen, and deep inside is his seed. Why is this happening...? 　　[The End]

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