Father's fault

My daughter, Min, is fifteen years old, a young woman now. But every time her mother beats her, she makes her take off her pants and spank her.

This time, Min failed her Chinese exam. When her mother found out, she flew into a rage: "You shameless thing! You always
fail ! I'll beat you to death today! Take your pants off!"

Min was dressed all in black today—a black shirt and black pants. My daughter has grown up; her breasts are gradually developing, becoming increasingly luscious. Sometimes, even
I, as her father, feel an urge to bite them, but I only think about it. After all, she's my daughter, and the moral code has been
deeply ingrained in me .

"Mom, please don't hit me!" Min cried.

"You deserve a beating! I raised you all these years, and now you've failed your exam! Where do I put my face?! Take your pants off! I'm
going to beat you to death today!" her mother said hatefully.

Min dared not resist, and reluctantly unbuckled her belt, took off her outer trousers, revealing her two white thighs and her underwear. I couldn't help but fantasize about the crotch of
those underwear…

Actually, I'm a lustful person, and I often have fantasies. As my daughter grows up, these desires accompany her
, though I never dare to express them.

Whenever this happens, I always wisely go to my room. Her mother is the one who disciplines the child; in our married life,
her mother always plays the "good cop," and I play the "bad cop."

Soon, Min's cries and the sounds of hitting and scolding came from her room. Every time the child did something wrong, her mother would hit her with a hard slipper, and this hadn't changed as the child grew
older .

I smoked a cigarette in my room, checked the time—almost 9 o'clock. Her mother was working the night shift today; I didn't want to be late. I went to check on Jie in his room
; he was doing his homework. I stubbed out my cigarette and pushed open the door to my daughter Min's room.

Min was lying face down on the bed, her bottom sticking up. Her mother, apparently tired from beating her, was resting on the edge of the bed. I quickly went over to her: "Honey, it's almost 9
o'clock. Aren't you going to work today?"

"Oh dear, I'm running late. I have to go. Wait till I get back and deal with you!" Her mother grabbed her bag and left like the wind.

I went back to Min's room and closed the door. Min was still lying on the bed, sobbing. I sat on the edge of the bed, and Min's buttocks came into view. Her once snow-white
buttocks were now red and swollen, and below her buttocks, there seemed to be dark pubic hair, but it was blurry and indistinct. I lovingly picked up Min, and she threw herself into my
arms, crying even more bitterly.

"Daddy, oh, it hurts!"

"Daddy will rub it for you." I gently stroked her buttocks, my heart filled with boundless tenderness.

I gently rubbed her, "Does it still hurt?"

(02)

I stood up, took a box of ointment from the cabinet, sat on the edge of the bed, and laid Min on her back with her buttocks facing up. I scooped up some ointment and applied it
evenly to Min's buttocks.

"Does it feel good?" I asked.

"Dad, a little to the left, it feels better." Min was still a little sad.

To be honest, I had already become lustful. My daughter's lower body was completely naked, and her fair legs were starting to become firm. Over the years, as my daughter
grew up, our relationship gradually became closer. The relationship between my daughter and her father became even closer, just like a son and his mother who can talk about anything.

Looking at Min lying on the bed, her long black hair was scattered on the pillow, like a waterfall. Her dark shirt had some
tears , and the buttons at the hem were loose. The shirt was pushed up above her waist, and her lower body was naked.

"Dad, I hate Mom, I hate her so much." Min shouted.

I remained silent, continuing to rub Min's buttocks, my eyes glancing towards her cleft. Finally, I couldn't resist any longer and gently parted Min's
thighs.

Min seemed unresponsive. I lowered my head, my hands lightly caressing her cleft, my middle finger gradually moving downwards, wanting to penetrate her forbidden zone.

Min reached out and grabbed my hand, which was about to take further action: "Daddy, you're bad!"

Min sat up, leaning against me, and I wrapped my arms around her slender waist. Min breathed sweetly into my ear: "Daddy, can you
take me out for a walk?"

"Where do you want to go?" I reached out and stroked Min's hair.

"Anywhere, I just want to go for a walk. I don't want to stay at home, do I?" Looking at my daughter's pouting pink face, I seemed to see
my wife's radiant beauty again.

"Want to go dancing?" I asked.

"Okay, Daddy, let's go, I'll go change." Min skipped to her feet to change.

A short while later, Min came out after changing her clothes. She was still wearing a black shirt, a black short skirt, and high heels, looking as sexy as her
mother.

Once outside, Min asked me, "Dad, which dance hall are we going to?"

"Just come with me, Min. Can you dance?" I asked.

"Yes, I can! I learned from TV!" Min replied innocently.

We arrived quickly. Actually, that dance hall was a place her mother and I used to frequent; it was a place we often went on dates. It was actually a
place suitable for lovers' dates, where most of the dancing was intimate.

Entering the dance hall, I booked a private room. I asked Min, "Shall we go dancing first?"

"Okay," she said, so we went down to the dance floor, which was already quite crowded. The music started, and I put my arm around Min's waist and we started dancing. Min danced
very well, without feeling awkward at all.

The music gradually reached its climax, and the lights dimmed. I held Min's hand, which gradually turned into a hug. Min's face pressed against mine
, and I gently bit her earlobe. My hands roamed over her back, and I felt her breathing become heavier.

"Min, Daddy loves you!" I whispered in her ear. Min didn't speak. As she slid along with the dance steps, I felt her face getting hot. I gently and
casually kissed Min's cheek. Min hummed in response and hugged my neck tightly. I kissed her cheek again. Min
seemed to slide into my arms, as if she had no bones, soft and limp.

(03)

Min's face turned red, and she hummed, "Daddy, I love you too!"

I tried to kiss Min's lips lightly. Min was a little embarrassed and turned her face to the side. I stubbornly turned her face back to me. Min panicked a little:
"Dad, I, don't..."

My heart was pounding, and I continued to challenge Min's lips. This time, Min did not run away and let me kiss her lips. Min's lips were red and moist
. I gently licked them. Min closed her eyes tightly, seemingly lost in the warmth of the kiss. I held her even tighter, her chest pressing firmly against mine.
I could feel her heart pounding twice as fast as usual.

I stuck out my tongue and licked the center of her lips, trying to break through her defenses and enter Min's body. Min's tightly closed lips began to loosen, and the tip of my tongue
had already entered her mouth, slowly going deeper. Min frantically hugged my head and neck, her hair falling to both sides, her eyes tightly closed, welcoming my entry.

My tongue swirled in Min's mouth, exploring the inside, probing the base of her uvula, turning it up and down, swirling around. Min
made soft moaning sounds.

The lights in the dance hall gradually came back on, and the song ended. Reluctantly, I separated Min's hands and withdrew my tongue from her mouth.

Min's face was now flushed red, looking at me tenderly. I said, "Min, shall we go back to the private room?"

"Yes!"

I reached out and put my arm around Min's slender waist, quickly walking into the private room. Back in the private room, I closed the door.

I turned and embraced Min again. This time, Min pressed herself against me and kissed me. I lowered my head and went straight for her lips, frantically
thrusting into her mouth, swirling my tongue around inside hers. We kissed for about three minutes, Min's eyes tightly closed
the whole time I gently stroked her hair, my saliva mingling with hers, making her increasingly excited, her face flushed.

As time passed, Min's tongue began to enter my mouth, exploring and lightly touching mine. I held her
mouth tightly, drawing her tongue deep into my mouth, which seemed to be in slight pain. I released her lips, turned them 45 degrees, and once again, sealed
her lips with mine, sucking them even more firmly. Min seemed never to have been so excited, embracing me passionately.

We kept changing our kissing positions—French, English, Italian…

As time passed, I grew more and more excited, disregarding all ethics and morality. I held Min's hands and began to wander restlessly, my right hand
roaming her back, my left hand reaching around to her front, stroking her head and neck.

My daughter had grown up; her slender neck resembled her mother's so much. I slowly slid my hand under Min's collar, and she seemed to
become even more restless, suddenly collapsing into my arms, her whole body seemingly boneless, her breath sweet and fragrant, even her head and neck flushed red. Her long, black
hair cascaded down her neck, enhancing her beauty.

My hand was already touching Min's bra. Through the bra, I gently caressed her breasts. Min's chest heaved violently. I felt
uncomfortable, because inserting my hand from above was inconvenient and my hand was getting tired.

So I reached out and continued to knead Min's breasts through her shirt. Min had completely lost her composure, helplessly resting her head against my
chest , letting me continue, as if calling for me to love her more, muttering incoherently to herself...

Father's fault (04)

I reached down to Min's knees and carried her to the sofa.

Min lay diagonally on the sofa, her upper body against my chest. I felt dizzy and disoriented, abandoning my last shred of conscience.

I wrapped my arms around Min's breasts from behind, rubbing and kneading them, up, down, left, and right. Min seemed to be asleep, drowsy, as if she
were already intoxicated. Indeed, the girl was just coming of age and had not yet experienced such things. My heart was in a frenzy.

This was incest, the girl's first time, she should be able to give it to her father!

My hands began to unbutton Min's shirt, one button, two buttons. Slowly, the shirt was pulled down, revealing Min's bra and her fair skin.
I pushed the shirt to the sides and stroked Min's smooth skin. My hand touched Min's hot skin, and she seemed to convulse as if electrocuted: "Daddy,
I'm so sad, boohoo!" Min's voice was slightly choked with tears.

"Where are you sad? Daddy will rub it for you." I ignored Min's incoherent words and continued to stroke her chest. Then, I reached
behind her back and unhooked her bra, pulling it down until Min's breasts were fully exposed before my eyes. The girl's breasts were already quite well-
developed , her breasts standing high, the two small grape-like nipples erect and round, seemingly beckoning to her father.

I lowered my head and kissed my daughter's breasts. The nipples twitched gently, as soft as rabbits, the skin smooth as glass. My hands roamed between her breasts
, and I held them in my hands. The hot breasts stirred me. I took one nipple into my mouth, lightly licking it with my tongue, and gently biting Min
's nipple with my teeth. Min made a soft whimpering sound, seemingly very satisfied.

Looking at my daughter's naked upper body, my lustful heart soared. Min hooked her arm around my neck and whispered in my ear, "Dad, I feel so
good, and so bad, sob sob..." Min's words seemed to indicate she had reached her climax, and my naive daughter felt as sticky
as .

I began to caress Min's lower body. Under her short skirt, my hand slid between her legs. Min was wearing stockings, and my hand
gently caressed Min's thighs were full and firm, the kind of thighs a mature woman should have, I thought to myself. I rubbed Min's
thighs, wanting to squeeze them hard. Min's inner thighs were already soaked; sticky liquid seeped through her shorts, and I could feel it even
through my hand.

I lifted Min's short skirt and pushed it towards my waist. Min was wearing black panties, and my hand pressed against the center of her panties;
there was a wet patch in the center. That was my daughter's, but it was about to belong to her father. I thought to myself, and lifted Min's buttocks, pulled
down Min's panties, and sniffed them. A pungent smell hit my nose.

I threw the panties to the side of the sofa, lowered my head, and Min's genitals suddenly came into view. Thick pubic hair, black and shiny,
was clearly visible in the center of her thighs.

I put Min on the sofa, spread her legs, and knelt in front of my daughter, burying my head in her private parts. Min's vaginal fluid kept seeping out,
flowing down her thighs onto the sofa. I stuck out my tongue and searched in the center of my daughter's vulva. Min's private parts were like an untapped oil field, waiting for her
father to develop it for her!

Father's fault (05)

At this critical moment, "knock, knock," someone knocked on the door. I was startled awake from my panic, pulled down Min's skirt to cover her lower body, buttoned up Min's clothes
, and then turned around to open the door. It was the waiter who came to pour water.

After seeing the waiter off and closing the door, Min sat on the sofa, silent, her hair slightly disheveled, her clothes unbuttoned and upside down.

My mind cleared somewhat, and I silently berated myself. I almost… Had I just rushed through things in this dance hall room, treated my daughter's first time
so carelessly, taken her virginity in such a noisy setting? I felt a pang of regret.

I turned and sat back down on the sofa, gently putting my arm around Min's shoulder, letting her head rest against my chest. "Min, did you feel good just now?"

"I was so shy, Dad!" Min became even more embarrassed, burying her head deeper into my chest.

"Let's go home and take a good shower! Dad will love you!"

"Dad, you're so bad, so bad, so incredibly bad!" Min punched me with her little fists, and I grabbed her under her armpits and hugged her tightly. Min wouldn't let go

. On the way home, I held Min's waist, as intimate as lovers. We didn't care if others saw us; it was very late.

After entering the house, I first went to check on my son's room. He was already asleep, and my wife hadn't returned from her night shift.

I pulled Min into the bathroom, closed the door, and Min walked alone to the mirror. I approached from behind and hugged Min's breasts from behind.
That full, springy feeling emanated from my daughter's body, and a fragrance wafted from Min's hair. My hands, holding Min, kept kneading and
roaming between her breasts. How many fathers had dared to dream of doing this before!

I couldn't wait any longer. My hands on Min's chest began to unbutton her clothes. After her shirt was unbuttoned and her bra was pulled off, Min was
completely naked in front of her father.

I had already loosened the belt of her short skirt, and as the skirt fell to the ground, Min's panties were exposed. Without wasting any time, I picked Min up,
placed her by the bathtub, and removed her last bit of covering. Min's lower body was now fully exposed before me. My daughter's naked body, my daughter's naked body!
Smooth skin, snow-white thighs, dark pubic hair gathered in the center of her vulva, full and firm breasts, the budding
nipples, were now filling my mouth, tightly packed in my oral cavity, suffocating my breath. My heart pounded.

I couldn't help but be excited. I bent down on Min's lower body. Min's legs were tightly closed. I tried to spread them apart, spread them wider and wider,
gradually forming a V-shape. Min's legs were smooth as jade. I kissed Min's legs wildly, kneading them frantically. Min let out
soft moans from her mouth and nose.

Looking at Min's thighs, her glossy pubic hair lay smoothly in the middle. I stuck out my tongue and gently licked Min's vulva, at
the soft crevice in the center of her lower body. Sticky fluid gushed from my daughter's insides, overflowing from Min's vagina, making her lower body look somewhat
wet , with a pungent smell emanating from it. I couldn't help but turn my head away from Min's lower body; I didn't like the smell, a smell similar to body odor.

"Min, take a shower first, Dad will go get you some pajamas." I told Min to adjust the water temperature, and I turned and left the bathroom. In the room, I
found my wife's pajamas, picked out a sexy one, and when I returned to the bathroom, Min was already getting ready to shower. "Min,
you can wear this when you come out, Dad will wait for you in your room!" I gave Min the pajamas, closed the bathroom door, and went to Min's bedroom first.

(06)

I thought for a moment, then went back to my room, took off all my clothes, and put on only a long nightgown. I went back to Min's room, lay on her bed, and waited for
her. A few minutes later, Min came in after taking a shower.

It was a nightgown I had bought for her mother, and now my daughter could wear it too. The snow-white silk nightgown only reached a little below her buttocks. The
transparent fabric couldn't hide my daughter's alluring skin at all. The sexiest part of this nightgown was the low neckline, which created a depression in front of her chest.
Most of Min's breasts were exposed in front of me. Imagine, what father could not be moved by such a sexy daughter standing in front of him?

Something in the middle of my thighs was starting to slowly swell with blood, but fortunately, the loose nightgown could cover it up a bit. I said, "Close the door!"
Min obediently closed the door and locked it from the inside. "Come on, come to the bed, come to Daddy." I said.

Min was a little shy, biting her lower lip, feeling a little embarrassed. She walked slowly to the mirror, picked up a comb, and combed her hair.

I got up and moved closer to Min from behind. The scent emanating from her hair was slightly damp, the unique smell of someone who had just showered. It filled
my nostrils. The scent emanating from Min was that of a young girl, the scent a father dreams of, the scent that can drive a father crazy
, the scent that makes every father want to kneel between his daughter's legs.

I couldn't resist any longer. I wrapped my arms around Min's waist from behind, brought my hands close to my daughter's dark, shiny hair, and inhaled deeply. Min's loose
nightgown couldn't cover her half-naked chest at all. My hands slowly moved up from Min's waist and into her breasts. I pulled Min's breasts
outside her clothes. Her breasts were incredibly soft, and her nipples trembled slightly. My hands pinched, kneaded, and rubbed Min's nipples, sometimes gently stroking, sometimes pinching harder. In a
short while , Min's nipples hardened, her areolas became red and swollen, and her high breasts became even more alluring.

At this moment, Min leaned against me, letting me caress her. Her lips were slightly parted, as if she wanted to make a sound but seemed choked with emotion. Min had become weak and boneless.
I knew that Min had lost control of herself and was deeply in love with me. My gentle touch excited her immensely.

Thinking of this, I reached down to Min's knees, picked her up, and placed her on the bed. Lying on the bed, Min seemed a little lost. Her eyes were closed, her lips
were slightly parted, her breathing was heavy, and her legs were pressed tightly together. I climbed onto the bed and sat beside Min. My hand reached down to Min's lower body,
pushing her nightgown up to her waist, revealing her bare pubic hair. The sparse pubic hair was a little damp, probably because she had just showered, and it was all sticky.
I gently stroked Min's pubic hair. Because Min's thighs were tightly closed, I could only insert my fingers shallowly between her legs and gently rub.

Min seemed to feel very comfortable. Her thighs parted slightly, and I took the opportunity to penetrate to the base of Min's thighs, my fingers playing with Min's labia,
rubbing . Min's expression became very excited, and she kept making moaning sounds like "Ah...ya..." but her voice was very low.

Min's lower body became wetter and wetter, and sticky liquid kept seeping out of her vagina. My fingers gradually became wet and sticky. I
rubbed Min's lower body faster to give her more pleasure and let my inexperienced daughter taste the feeling of being a woman for the first time, even though it was
in front of .

Father's fault (07)

My hands wandered more happily. On my daughter's lower body, I felt the sticky liquid seeping out of Min's body, sticking to my
hands, more and more. A bloody smell came over me. I felt a little strange and pulled my hands back from Min's lower body. God, my hands were covered with blood, a lot of
blood. It was Min's menstrual blood.

"Min, are you menstruating?" I asked.

"I...I don't know. I bled a lot last month and it stained my pants. I asked my mom, and she gave me two packs of toilet paper to put
under my bottom."

I comforted her, "Min, this is your period. It will come every month around this time. You must put sanitary napkins in your underwear in advance,
okay ?"

Min nodded, looking like she understood but not quite. I then taught her some precautions for girls during their periods, cleaned her up, and changed her into
clean clothes. I kissed Min's forehead, "Go to sleep early tonight!"

I covered Min with the blanket, turned off the light, and went back to my room.

Lying in bed, I couldn't fall asleep. Tonight I was supposed to take my daughter's virginity, but unexpectedly, this happened. My daughter has started
menstruating, a sign that she's grown up. I'll have to take even better care of her from now on…

The sunlight was already on my face; it was time to get up. I got up and left the room. My son was washing his face in the bathroom, and my wife hadn't returned from her night shift yet. I went to the kitchen;
Min had already baked bread. Today, Min was wearing a pink dress. "Dad, it's time for breakfast!" Min was still busy
spreading . I looked at her from the side; my daughter's long hair cascaded down her shoulders, her full breasts stood high, her curves exquisite—truly breathtaking!

I moved closer to Min, wrapping my arms around her waist from behind. Min's waist was supple and boneless. Min turned and smiled at me. I couldn't resist anymore, and my lips pressed
against hers. "No, Dad, don't let my brother see," Min whispered, reminding me. Min dodged my kiss, but I didn't care anymore. I followed
up kissed her hard on the face. My hands were also restless, wandering over her chest and between her high breasts. Min gently
pushed my hands away, saying, "Be careful not to let your brother see!"

I had no choice but to let go of her. "Are you feeling better? Do you have enough sanitary napkins?"

Min blushed. "Yes, I know. Dad, let's eat breakfast."

...

In the following days, I took every opportunity to be intimate with Min. In the kitchen, I caressed her breasts; while she was brushing her teeth, I hugged her from
behind ; in her room, while she was doing her homework, I suddenly hugged her breasts from behind. Min liked it when I did this. Every time,
we would make love, and I would feel intoxicated by her lips.

One week later, my wife was working the night shift again. Min's period had ended. After our son went to sleep, I went into Min's room. She was
already waiting for me. My daughter, wearing a pink dress, looked exceptionally sexy. Today, Min wore flesh-colored stockings and black high heels, which
I had specially bought for her and told her to wear tonight.

Min looked particularly elegant in the high heels, and the pink dress made my blood boil. I closed the door, and Min pounced on me
, wrapping her arms around my neck. My lips pressed against hers, our four lips meeting in an instant. I kissed Min deeply, my tongue exploring the inside of her mouth, her
little tongue roaming in mine. Our tongues intertwined tightly; the father's saliva and the daughter's saliva were inseparable. [The End]

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