Father's Home Education

I remember once telling Shaoxia that I used to get slapped by my mom when I did something wrong as a child. Then I asked Shaoxia if her parents had ever hit her. Shaoxia told me that her dad never hit her face because slapping a little girl can disfigure her. Then I asked her, "So your dad never hits you?" Shaoxia told me that her dad used to spank her. So I asked her, "How did your dad spank you?"
At first, she wouldn't go into details, but I kept pestering her until I finally got the truth out of her. Apparently, when Shaoxia did something wrong, like not doing her homework or getting bad grades, her dad would discipline her by spanking her. Specifically, he would make Shaoxia lie face down on the bed with her buttocks sticking out, and then her dad would hit her buttocks with a ruler. When she said she lay face down on the bed, I interjected, "So it shouldn't hurt if you're wearing pants." Shaoxia replied, "What? Of course, he took off my pants."
"Did he take off my long pants? What about my shorts underneath?" I asked.
Shaoxia blushed and refused to speak, which excited me. I asked her, "You took your pants off too, right?"
Shaoxia nodded and said, "It didn't matter when I was little. It's only right to get beaten for doing something wrong, right?"
I was already thrilled enough by that, but I couldn't show it on my face. I pretended to be calm and continued to ask her. It turned out that Shaoxia often took her pants off and was beaten by her father. Although her father didn't beat her very hard, Shaoxia would beg for mercy when he hit her. Her father would make her promise never to make the same mistake again and that she would study hard. Sometimes he would even rub her bottom. Shaoxia said that her father would put his hands on her bare bottom and touch it, and she didn't dare to say anything. Damn
, just thinking about Shaoxia being treated like that by her father made me feel excited. I knew there must be a lot more to it, and I had to make Shaoxia tell me everything.
A few days later, while kissing Shaoxia, I suddenly remembered that she had once told me her father had kissed her, but she said he only kissed her for two seconds. I always felt that Shaoxia was hiding something from me, because she spoke hesitantly, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't. So I brought it up again. Sure enough, her face turned red when I asked her about it, and she only said that her father hadn't kissed her for long.
"What do you mean by 'not long'? How long was the kiss?" I pressed her.
"Not long, I really can't remember, but it should have been for some time."
"Then why did you tell me last time it was only two seconds?"
"Isn't it embarrassing for a young girl to say? You really are something."
"Then tell me the whole story now, I want you to tell me everything."
Under my repeated questioning, Shaoxia finally told me the whole story, like squeezing toothpaste. Now I will retell it.
That day, Shaoxia and her father were watching a videotape. Shaoxia was sitting next to her father, and they were watching some kind of American blockbuster. Those kinds of movies are quite explicit, with a long scene of a man and woman having passionate sex in bed. Shaoxia was about 15 or 16 years old at the time, and she was quite developed, just entering puberty. She kept saying how lewd it was, but her eyes were glued to the screen, because she rarely saw such passionate scenes. One couple in the movie were kissing intensely. Shaoxia's father teased her, saying, "Shaoxia, you should watch more of these, learn from them."
Knowing her father was teasing her, Shaoxia said, "I can't learn just by watching, why don't you teach me…?" She then poked her father in the waist, tickling him. Her father then grabbed her hand and tickled her back… The two were playfully fighting, and suddenly her father kissed her.
Shaoxia blushed instantly and didn't say a word, just staring at her father. They looked at each other for a few seconds, and then her father kissed her again, this time directly on her lips, lightly licking them. Later, Shaoxia told me that she felt like she had been electrocuted, her whole body went numb. But that electric feeling must have been wonderful. Shaoxia let her father kiss her, feeling his tongue moving back and forth on her lips, slowly parting them and moving deeper into her mouth. Shaoxia felt that her lips were completely sealed by her father, his tongue sliding around inside her mouth. It was a feeling she had never experienced before, and she couldn't help but use her own tongue to meet his. So their tongues intertwined, her father's tongue constantly scraping against the walls of her mouth, and she could even feel his saliva flowing in continuously. At that moment, she was intoxicated.
Damn, just hearing this made me hard and all wet. That was Shaoxia's first kiss, taken away by her father.
Shaoxia continued, saying that they kissed for two or three minutes. During those few minutes, Shaoxia felt her mind go blank, only the tingling sensation in her mouth was real. She was completely limp, leaning weakly against her father, letting him take liberties with her. Her father had one arm around Shaoxia's shoulder, and the other hand was stroking her face, gradually moving down her neck to her chest, gently caressing her through her clothes.
At that time, Shaoxia was wearing a thin nightgown at home, with a type of underwear that young girls wore underneath. Shaoxia didn't wear a bra then, just that kind of underwear. Her father could feel her soft, cute breasts through the clothes. He cupped his hands around her breasts and rubbed them incessantly. Shaoxia said she didn't know anything at the time and let her father do whatever he wanted. Her father slowly unbuttoned her nightgown, pulled up the underwear, revealing Shaoxia's two undeveloped breasts. He kissed her while kneading and twisting her breasts, exposing the girl's body to her father.
When Shaoxia told me this, I didn't feel anger but rather a strange impulse. I realized Shaoxia's father was so lecherous.
This went on for a few minutes. Then her father tried to kiss her chest again. When his lips parted from hers, she suddenly came to her senses and pushed him away. Neither of them said anything. Shaoxia lowered her head and straightened her clothes, while her father continued watching TV.
That was the end of Shaoxia's story. I suppressed my excitement and comforted her, telling her that perhaps it was just her father's momentary impulse and not to overthink it. I said many comforting words.
Later, I found another opportunity to ask Shaoxia about her parents' incident at her house that night, and whether her father had tried to assault her again afterward. To my great disappointment, Shaoxia denied everything, only saying that after that one intimate encounter with her father, she had never done that with him again. But from her flustered eyes, I felt that things weren't as simple as she said, and there must be more to the story.
I asked her indirectly several more times afterward, and the answer was always negative. Shaoxia insisted that her father had been very proper since that day. I was extremely disappointed, feeling as if I would never know the truth of the matter again.
Until that day…
It was a weekend, and Shaoxia told me her parents were going to Macau and wouldn't be home for the weekend. She wanted me to come and keep her company. Knowing such a good opportunity, of course I wouldn't miss it. I went to her house that night, and we spent a very intimate night together. I won't go into the details of our intimacy; you can imagine it yourself. What I want to say is that we made love until Shaoxia was drenched in sweat. After we finished, Shaoxia went to the bathroom to shower.
You know, girls usually take a long time to shower because they're quite fussy, and Shaoxia was no exception. That day, after Shaoxia went to the bathroom, I felt quite bored, so I casually flipped through some magazines and books that Shaoxia had left on the table. Inadvertently, a diary caught my eye—it was Shaoxia's diary.
Perhaps watching voyeurs is not a good habit, but I couldn't control my inner impulse, so I opened it and read it from beginning to end. Although there was a lot of content, I only looked for the part I wanted to know. Luckily, I found it. Shaoxia recorded in detail some secrets between her and her father in her diary. Reading it made my penis, which had just ejaculated, become erect again.
Shaoxia's diary is written in the first person, which is a bit complicated to retell. Here, I'll write it from an observer's perspective, which might be more intuitive: The diary recounts that when Shaoxia was 15, her father went on a business trip to Hong Kong. It was summer vacation at the time, and her father took her with him. They spent a few days in Hong Kong. One evening, her father took her to dinner with friends. They drank some alcohol, and Shaoxia was quite drunk. When they returned to the hotel, Shaoxia had to help her father. Once in the room, her father sat down to rest, while Shaoxia, covered in sweat, went to the bathroom to shower.
While Shaoxia was showering, her father, naked, opened the door and came in. Shaoxia instinctively turned around: "Dad, what are you doing? I'm taking a shower." Her father actually hugged her from behind: "Shaoxia, how about taking a shower with Dad?" Shaoxia clearly felt something pressing against her father's crotch, burning hot, and her arms went limp, letting her father hold her.
The two of them showered together in the bathroom. Her father turned Shaoxia around, brazenly staring at his daughter's naked body. He grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, their chests pressed together, Shaoxia's breasts pressed tightly against her father's chest.
Shaoxia didn't know how long her father had been holding her, letting the water wash over them, until her father picked up the soap and began to lather her. He started with her neck, making her tilt her head back, the soap sliding down her slender neck before reaching her chest. Her father cupped her breast with his left hand and lathered it with soap with his right. For Shaoxia, having her breasts touched by a man was extremely stimulating; her areolas began to swell and harden. Her father's hands rubbed back and forth on her foam-covered breasts. Her father knew how to arouse a girl. His index and middle fingers would occasionally pinch and rotate her nipples, causing Shaoxia to moan softly—a natural, slightly shy moan from a young girl. Her father's hands became even more unruly. One hand wrapped around Shaoxia's waist, pulling her close, pressing her soft breasts against him. His other hand moved to her lower body, gliding over the newly grown pubic hair of her virgin territory, directly to the opening of her tightly closed vulva. Shaoxia's
soft body slumped into her father's arms, her juices flowing freely onto her delicate skin. Her father's fingers pressed against the opening, slowly parting Shaoxia's labia. His middle finger was already inside. At this moment, Shaoxia's lower body was already wet, tightly gripping her father's fingers. Shaoxia let out soft moans involuntarily, feeling some pain, but mostly excitement from being touched for the first time. Her wet vagina allowed her father's fingers to slide in slowly. Her father's fingers played around inside for a while, then withdrew.
Shaoxia nestled in her father's arms, her eyes tightly closed, her lips expectant, her soft breasts pressed against her father's chest. She let her father take her small hand and lead it to his lower body. When she touched her father's penis, Shaoxia became very nervous, her hand jerking back as if electrocuted. Her father's penis was not fully erect, standing there half-soft and half-hard.
"Squat down and use your mouth to wash Daddy properly," her father commanded. He often made Shaoxia's mother wash him like this before, and Shaoxia had seen it. Perhaps she thought this was the only way to wash her father's penis. She squatted down and slowly took his penis into her mouth.
She had seen her mother wash her father's penis before and knew how to swallow and spit it out. So Shaoxia imitated her, swallowing and spitting out her father's penis, gently licking it with her tongue. It was purely out of a girl's instinct, without any skill or passion, yet it made the previously limp penis slowly become erect, filling Shaoxia's small mouth.
Her father held Shaoxia's head and slowly guided her to lick his penis, the frequency increasing until a thick liquid spurted into her mouth. The game quietly ended after his penis gradually softened. Shaoxia helped her father get dressed and then helped him into the room to sleep...
The diary ends here, marking the end of the first story. I continued reading, and there were many more descriptions of Shaoxia and her father in the diary, some only a sentence or two, others longer. Let me slowly recount them: When Shaoxia was 16, she had fully matured, her teenage body fully displayed, which often made her father sigh, "Shaoxia is becoming more and more like your mother when she was young."
Her father would often kiss and hug her, and Shaoxia would never refuse her father's care, always letting him "pamper" her. Sometimes when Shaoxia and her father watched TV, he would ask her to sit on his lap. Shaoxia would feel his erect penis pressing against her lower body, and she actually liked this tingling, electric sensation. She would obediently sit on his lap. At those times, her father would take the opportunity to touch her thighs, sometimes even her inner thighs, while she wore a skirt.
Her father also loved going shopping with her. He would put his arm around her waist, and she would snuggle close to him, making the neighbors envious of her father for having such a sweet daughter. One day, her father promised to buy her clothes. After browsing in the mall for a long time without finding anything she liked, they passed the lingerie section. Her father said, "How about I buy you a set of lingerie today?"
"Okay, but Dad, if you're going to buy it, buy something expensive!" Shaoxia retorted.
"Of course, no problem. Anything is fine as long as our daughter asks," her father said. So the two of them went together. A saleswoman in her forties greeted them very politely. Sure enough, her father wanted to choose some high-quality fabrics for Shaoxia. The saleswoman then said to Shaoxia, "Your boyfriend is so good to you, picking out such expensive lingerie for you." Because her father had his arm around Shaoxia's waist when they entered, the saleswoman misunderstood.
Shaoxia blushed but didn't argue, while her father chuckled silently beside her. Then the saleswoman let Shaoxia go into the fitting room to try on lingerie—the kind of large women's fitting room where many people can try on lingerie at the same time. Shaoxia went in, changed into the lingerie, and looked at it from left to right, unsure if it was suitable. At this point, the saleswoman said, "Let your boyfriend come in and give you his opinion." Shaoxia blushed again and repeatedly said, "No need, no need."
"It's okay, there's no one else here anyway. Why don't you ask your boyfriend to come in and help you? You're wearing these clothes for him to see, right? Besides, these lingerie are quite expensive; if they don't fit, you'll feel very uncomfortable. Let him take a look." Without even asking Shaoxia's opinion, the saleswoman walked to the door and waved to her father.
Her father was stunned, not understanding what was happening, and went over. When he saw Shaoxia dressed like that, his eyes almost popped out of his head. However, being a more composed man, he repeatedly said, "Shaoxia looks so beautiful, buy this one," and then left.
But he had already stared at her for a good 5-6 seconds. Shaoxia was so embarrassed she didn't dare lift her head, quickly changed her clothes, and let her father pay. Later, her father even said to her, "Shaoxia, you're getting sexier and sexier, it's driving me crazy," and then Shaoxia playfully pinched his hand in frustration. The father and daughter were truly inseparable.
Another time, it happened when Shaoxia was taking a nap at home. It was summer, and Shaoxia was only covered with a blanket. She was a restless sleeper, tossing and turning, and the blanket fell to the floor. Her father came in, saw the blanket was on, and picked it up for her, covering her lower abdomen with it. It was summer, and Shaoxia wasn't wearing much; she was wearing a white nightgown, the kind that reached her knees, with a row of buttons down the front. Two buttons near her neck were undone, and the bottom button was also loose, revealing glimpses of her white skin. Shaoxia wasn't wearing a bra to bed! While covering her with the blanket, her father's other hand intentionally or unintentionally slid slowly across her chest. He then completely unbuttoned the loose button and gently parted Shaoxia's collar, exposing the upper part of her breasts. Shaoxia knew her father had entered, but she didn't move, still pretending to be asleep with her eyes closed. Seeing that Shaoxia didn't react, her father assumed she was still asleep and became bolder, even gently slipping his hand inside her clothes and lightly touching her breasts. Shaoxia became even more afraid to move, only able to pretend to be fast asleep, but the electric sensation in her breasts continued. Later, her father even pinched one of her nipples, as if trying to suckle. Shaoxia was extremely distressed and quickly turned over. Only then did her father withdraw his hand, cover Shaoxia with a blanket, and leave.
If the above passages still excited and thrilled me, then the last entry in the diary recording Shaoxia and her father's affair left me speechless: 18-year-old Shaoxia had a slender figure and long, flowing hair, looking exactly like her mother in her youth.
It was a weekend afternoon. Shaoxia's mother went to visit a relative, leaving Shaoxia and her father home alone. Somehow, they started discussing taking artistic photos. Her father offered to take the photos at home, and Shaoxia agreed. She went into her room to change, while her father prepared the camera and other equipment.
Initially, Shaoxia wore a denim jacket. Her slender figure looked stunning in the denim, her full breasts prominently displayed. After a few shots, her father suggested she change into different outfits.
Shaoxia changed several times and took many photos. Her father then suggested taking some artistic photos, saying it would preserve her youthful appearance and look back on them in her old age, which would be very appealing. Shaoxia was very excited.
Then her father began instructing her on how to dress, such as wearing a miniskirt, spreading her legs to subtly reveal her underwear, and unbuttoning a few buttons on her clothes for the photos.
Shaoxia posed in many different ways, giving her father a good look. He suggested taking some more stimulating photos, which Shaoxia, enjoying herself, asked him what he meant by "more stimulating."
Her father rummaged through her mother's drawer, pulled out several outfits, and told Shaoxia to change into them, instructing her not to wear underwear underneath.
It turned out her father had brought back adult clothes from abroad for her mother—the kind that were quite revealing.
Shaoxia, being a child, thought it would be fun and actually tried them on. The first outfit was alright; it was an incredibly thin silk robe. Wearing it, her areolas were barely visible, and the lower part was a dark, indistinct area. Her father quickly grabbed his camera and started snapping pictures. The second outfit was a black bodysuit, somewhat like a swimsuit, but with two small holes at the chest. Shaoxia's nipples were nestled in these holes. The bodysuit had a slit at the bottom, and when Shaoxia sat on the edge of the bed, her legs were spread, revealing her thick pubic hair.
The last outfit could hardly be called clothing; it was more like a dress, but the bottom was so short it barely covered her buttocks, and standing up, you could almost see her pubic hair. The top was like a regular dress, but the neckline was too low, only covering the lower half of her breasts, making half of Shaoxia's nipples visible.
Shaoxia immediately saw her father's genitals erect. Shaoxia sat on the edge of the bed, her dress riding up, and no amount of pulling on the hem helped. Her father took a few photos of her, then came over to pose for her, his arm around her slender waist. Her breasts swayed back and forth. He gently pulled down her dress, exposing her entire breast. Shaoxia
felt excited, leaning against her father, her breath sweet and fragrant. Her long, beautiful hair cascaded over her shoulders, her high breasts rising and falling with her breath. One breast was in her father's hand, which he molded into various shapes. Sometimes his fingers squeezed it into a ball, sometimes he twisted the nipple and pulled it forcefully. The areola slowly enlarged, and the nipple became increasingly erect.
Her father lowered his head and took her remaining breast into his mouth. The girl's budding breasts were violated. Shaoxia felt her nipple being gently bitten by her father's teeth. At that moment, Shaoxia felt weak all over; her young body couldn't withstand such teasing.
Shaoxia was gently pushed down onto the bed by her father. His pants were already off, and Shaoxia's long legs were spread wide, her skirt pulled down to her lower abdomen, revealing only a small slit of her vulva through her thick pubic hair.
Shaoxia was still saying, "Dad, don't go too far, Dad, I'm your daughter."
"Shaoxia, Dad will just touch you a few times in your mouth, nothing will happen, don't worry," her father said, completely unable to control his emotions, burying his head between Shaoxia's legs.
Shaoxia was immersed in the pleasure of being touched all over for the first time, and didn't know how to resist her father's advances. Perhaps she did resist, but the electric sensation between her legs made her more obedient, spreading her legs and placing them on her father's shoulders. Her father's tongue was already inside, and the feeling was no different from his tongue going into her lips.
Her lower body was already overflowing, with sticky fluid constantly flowing out, also covered with her father's fingers moving in and out. Her father even smeared the fluid on Shaoxia
's curly pubic hair. Her father knelt between Shaoxia's legs, which were spread wide and hung high on his shoulders. He supported his weight with one hand and held his penis with the other, slowly rubbing it against Shaoxia's entrance. The glans was probably covered with Shaoxia's fluid, which exuded the unique scent of a young girl's lower body.
His penis rubbed against her, and Shaoxia could even feel the glans pushing open her labia, tightly enveloped by her vulva. Her vagina was overflowing with lustful fluids; the glans almost broke through her labia before plunging in completely, disappearing into her groin. Her father's pubic hair was now pressed against hers.
A sharp pain in her lower body made Shaoxia suddenly remember something. She struggled to push her father away, but it was too late. Her hands were firmly pinned to her neck, and his body pressed down on hers. Their bodies didn't separate; instead, they became even tighter.
Shaoxia writhed weakly beneath her father, her head turning frantically from side to side. She was sweating, the sweat clinging to her long hair on her neck, making her look even more alluring.
The helpless resistance gradually weakened; Shaoxia was no match for her father. She began to gasp for breath. Her father, not idle, started slowly thrusting his penis in and out. Because of the ample vaginal fluid, the thrusting wasn't difficult. His penis would come out and go back in, repeatedly, sometimes plunging in completely, causing Shaoxia to cry out, "Ah, ah!"
The girl's long legs had fallen, dangling limply at her father's sides. He straightened up, grabbed her calves, and pressed them towards her face, his knees almost touching her cheeks. Shaoxia's buttocks arched even higher, her vulva bulging upwards. The girl's entire genitals were completely exposed to her father's view. His penis slid in and out of his daughter's body; the feeling of being tightly enveloped by his daughter must have been incredibly pleasurable, so much so that her father was making soft moaning sounds.
As the pain subsided, the helpless Shaoxia slowly began to feel the pleasure coming from her lower body. Her closed lips were forcibly pried open and forced in, and Shaoxia let her father do as he pleased.
Shaoxia began to make sounds with her father's thrusts. The girl's weak body writhed beneath him. The act ended quickly because her father was so engrossed in ravaging his own daughter. His penis trembled several times, and a large amount of semen shot deep into Shaoxia's vagina...
This semi-rape ended just like that. Afterwards, Shaoxia cried, and her father felt guilty and comforted her for a long time. But what could he do? A father is still a father, and a daughter is still a daughter. Although it was incest, Shaoxia still called him "Dad." Shaoxia loved her father very much and didn't blame him too much. The direct result was that Shaoxia's father frequently had relations with her. Shaoxia always took medication, so nothing unexpected ever happened. If I hadn't secretly read her diary this time, how would I have known that Shaoxia had been deflowered so early, and by her own father?
After reading all this, I'm not really angry; I'm more surprised and excited. It turns out that my girlfriend being humiliated by her own father can give me so much pleasure. I'll close the diary, put it back where it was, and think I'll act like nothing happened and still love my Shaoxia the same way.
[The End]

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