Father and son and daughter

I lay on my father's left, gazing at my sister's snow-white, tender body. A strange desire burned within me, yet I also felt a tremor deep within, a tremor I couldn't quite place—whether from excitement or fear.

I never expected my sister to keep me here. I didn't even realize it until she pulled me onto the bed. This was typical of her. That

's just how she is; once she sets her mind to something, she does it to the fullest. It was like that at school, it was like that at her wedding, and it's like that now. My father also looked helpless. He's always been unrestrained with me, and perhaps he's the same with my sister, but now that she's pulled me to the bedside, he didn't know what to do.

I sat stiffly on the edge of the bed. Even though I could freely utter lewd words with my father, I was incredibly nervous now. I couldn't bear to look my sister in the eye. She was wearing a thin cotton shirt and loose shorts; her nipples were clearly visible through the shirt. She took off her slippers, turned, and got into bed, nestled in my father's arms. Looking at him, she smiled and said, "You called me here for nothing?" My father's right hand instinctively reached for my sister's shoulder. He glanced at me, then looked at her and said, "Nothing. You're leaving tomorrow, so I wanted to tell you to take care of yourself when you get back and not overthink things.

" My sister chuckled, reaching out to stroke my father's face. "Now you're actually thinking of me," she said, her hand moving down to his genitals. "You're so hard now; I wonder what you're thinking."

I watched my sister flirt with my father, feeling both excited and embarrassed. But my father seemed to have become much more natural after my sister's actions. He lowered his head and kissed my sister's forehead, then reached out and began to unbutton her shirt. I had seen my sister's breasts many times before, and every time I saw them, I thought they were very well-developed, but I didn't feel any envy. Firstly, my breasts weren't small either, and secondly, having large breasts really wasn't a good thing. Only people like us could understand the inconveniences they brought to life. My sister's breasts were snow-white and firm, seemingly containing an endless supply of milk. Her nipples were still very pink. My father couldn't resist lowering his head and sucking on them continuously. The gurgling sounds of him swallowing sent another flutter through me.

My sister's face flushed, her right hand caressing my father's cheek as if caressing a flying eagle, her eyes fixed on me. I blushed too, watching my father drink my sister's milk so closely. I wanted to leave immediately, but my legs wouldn't allow me to stand. I was already wet; the scene I'd fantasized about countless times was now before me, and my desire burned intensely.

My sister began to undress my father, and he cooperated, his lips never leaving her breast. He drank with such gusto, and my sister's face was as red as the sunset. My father was now completely naked, his hard penis thrusting straight and diagonally, veins bulging, seemingly about to ejaculate. As my sister removed her shirt, she looked at me and pointed at my father's penis. I understood what she meant.

Involuntarily, I reached out and grasped my father's penis. It was so hard that I dared not grip it tightly, afraid he would ejaculate at any moment. I was burning with desire, my only thought was to participate. I lowered my head and took my father's penis into my mouth, gently sucking and swallowing. My father was still suckling my sister's milk, but his breathing had become noticeably rapid. His left hand touched the top of my head. I looked up at my sister; she was smiling, and that smile eased my mind somewhat, but the desire in my heart did not lessen at all.

Suddenly, my father raised his head, met my gaze, and then looked up again. My sister lowered her head and kissed my father passionately, their tongues intertwining. My father withdrew his hand from my head and began to knead my sister's breasts. My father's hand could not cover my sister's breasts at all, and with each kneading, some milk would flow out, some even spraying far away. My sister seemed to enjoy being kneaded, moaning softly through her nose.

I felt hot all over, and I even seemed to be sweating. I got up and took off my nightgown; I was only wearing underwear underneath, which was probably soaked through by now. I leaned forward, continuing to suck and swallow my father's penis, while watching my sister's interaction with him. My sister seemed aroused by the kiss; my father's upper body was wet with her milk. After she left his lips, he lowered his head and began sucking on her other nipple. My sister breathed heavily and began to unbutton her shorts.

She could only use one hand to take them off, which was inconvenient. I unconsciously reached out and helped her. As I took off her underwear, she lifted her buttocks to cooperate. This was the first time I had ever taken off another woman's underwear. My sister's thick, dark pubic hair was now displayed before me. Her pubic hair was extremely thick, much more than mine. For some reason, when my sister's dark genitals appeared before me, my whole body tensed up, and my lips, which were sucking on his penis, unconsciously increased their pressure. My father also unconsciously let out a couple of moans.

My sister deftly took a condom from the bedside table and handed it to me. I spat out my father's penis, got up, took it, and skillfully put it on him. My sister got up and straddled my father, one hand on his chest, the other on his penis, and slowly sat down.

I patted my father's left side, reaching out to stroke his chest, watching my sister's snow-white body rise and fall on top of him. Her large, white, and firm breasts trembled slowly, like a pair of startled little rabbits. I had seen my father's penis enter and exit my vagina before, but this was the first time I had watched others make love so closely, especially my own father and sister.

My father's penis was so hard, and my sister's lower body was dark, but the wet sounds were exceptionally clear. I could even see small droplets of water gushing out from where their private parts were joined. My father's breathing was even and deep. He reached out and rubbed my breasts, but my sister's moans grew louder and louder: "Ah! Hmm! Hmm... Ah!! Dad! Be gentle... Ah!" My father gently kneaded my breasts, and I would occasionally lower my head to kiss him. In just over ten minutes, my sister's voice became extremely loud, and her body moved faster and faster. Her large breasts bounced up and down with her body. The scene was shocking, even to me, let alone a man... My sister let out a long groan, and her whole body trembled as she stopped. She held onto my father's chest with both hands, and her lower abdomen and lower body twitched incessantly. Her eyes were closed, her face was flushed, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead. Her snow-white chest also turned red, and the white and red color made my mouth dry.

No wonder Father said my sister was very sensitive; she climaxed so quickly. Father's penis was still erect. My sister let out a long sigh, got up, and moved away from Father's penis. She lay down and nestled in Father's arms, her satisfied expression still savoring the afterglow. She reached out and patted my arm. I knew what she meant, so I got up and straddled Father. His penis, still in a condom, was still inside my sister's vagina. Thinking about this, I couldn't wait any longer. I immediately and slowly let Father's penis enter my already wet vagina.

My father was passionately kissing my sister, but I felt incredibly satisfied. My mind was completely blank; I was solely focused on the sensation of my vagina being filled by his penis as it moved up and down. I caressed and kneaded my breasts, my knees on the bed pushing against his hardness, slowly guiding his penis in and out. I was so wet that his entry was incredibly smooth. A burning desire surged within me, but I didn't know how to release it; I was only focused on his hard penis.

My care over the past three years had been effective; my father's health was much better than before, and this was proof of it. I closed my eyes, lost in ecstasy, and the slightest sound from my sister excited me. To be honest, this scene crossed a line for me. My sister, father, and I were all in bed together, enjoying his caresses and thrusts. I couldn't help but moan, but suddenly I felt a hand on my cheek. I opened my eyes and saw my sister sitting opposite me.

My sister had somehow straddled my father's face. I looked down and saw his lips licking her genitals. She was kneeling, her legs trembling, as if she would lose all strength to support her shaking body. One hand was on my right cheek, the other on my father's chest. I was quite aroused by her expression and let out a soft "ah." My hands fell down, about to touch my father as well, when suddenly my sister reached out and pulled me into her embrace... My lips touched something soft. The reaction to nipples is innate, and I instinctively opened my mouth. My sister's pink nipple was in my mouth, and she let out a soft "hmm." I was so aroused by her that words failed me. I pressed my lips together, my tongue against her nipple, and sucked hard!

My sister let out a soft "ah," and I sucked on a stream of slightly fishy-smelling milk. At that moment, my mind went completely blank. The taste was intoxicating; I was truly mesmerized. Looking back now, that feeling reminded me of my mother, the one who loved me most and understood me best… I suckled like a madman, streams of milk gushing into my mouth. I swallowed greedily, as if only in this way could I experience that feeling of being cared for, a feeling that had long since become unfamiliar. My sister's moans were meaningless to me. I forgot to move my lower body, my hands gripping my sister's waist as I suckled vigorously. I closed my eyes, my entire body focused on my sister's nipples and the smell of her milk. Before I knew it, my sister's breasts were so full that my mouth couldn't hold any more. I felt suffocated and exhaled, taking a deep breath. Only then did I become aware of my surroundings.

My father's buttocks seemed impatient, thrusting upwards rhythmically, as if dissatisfied with my sudden stop; my sister's face was flushed and alluring, seemingly aroused by my sucking, or perhaps because my father's licking felt so good to her. She wrapped her arms around the back of my head, watching me look up at her, her smile so irresistible… I straightened up and began to thrust vigorously, my lower body constantly releasing fluid. My sister moved away from my father's face, and my father's hands gripped my waist tightly, his buttocks responding to my movements, each thrust reaching deep inside me. My sister, kneeling beside me, reached out her left hand to touch my right breast, her right hand stroking my back, and then she lowered her head and took my left nipple into her mouth. I couldn't care less about anything else, my body heaving violently, wishing I could release all the desire burning within me in the next moment... My father ejaculated, I could feel the strength of his hands, the flesh on my waist aching from his grip, he thrust upwards hard, and I finally came too, my whole body trembling, in the midst of the climax my thoughts could still feel my sister constantly teasing my breasts with her tongue, the thought of this made my lower body seem even more unbearable, like a flood released from a dam, I gasped for breath, my body weakly leaning my head against my sister's shoulder, my sister slowly lowered me, at this moment my sister was on the right, my father on the left, my sister's left hand stroking my head, her right hand wandering over my lower abdomen, her lips constantly sucking on my right nipple, teasing it with her tongue.

My father seemed to have recovered. He threw the condom into the trash can and leaned closer to my left. I could feel his engorged penis, still wet with semen, pressed against my hips, making me wet there. His left hand caressed my thighs and genitals, while he took my left nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue as if competing with my sister.

I was still in the afterglow of my orgasm, but with my sister and father licking my chest at the same time, a feeling even more stimulating than the orgasm welled up inside me. My mouth was wide open, but I couldn't make a sound. My whole body trembled, but I was powerless to react. With the last bit of strength I had left, I stroked my sister and father's backs... After a while, I came to my senses and saw my father and sister looking at me from either side. My father's hands were stroking my chest, while my sister was tidying my messy hair. I felt languid, but still a little shy. I struggled to get up and said, "I'm going to the toilet."

My legs were weak as I opened the door and came out, my heart still pounding. I didn't really need to go to the bathroom; my face was burning, and I couldn't bear to look my sister and father in the eye. I went to my sister's room and saw Pengfei sleeping peacefully. I gently rocked the cradle, feeling utterly foolish.

I had drunk my sister's milk; the taste had driven me crazy. The aroma of that milk still lingered in my mouth, and I wanted to fall asleep with it in my mouth… The pleasure my father and sister were enjoying had also intoxicated me. Now that I had recovered, I even felt a little feverish again.

All my strength and energy seemed to return at once. I stood up, saw Pengfei sleeping soundly, and quietly left the room, immediately closing the door behind me, because my sister's moans were coming from my father's room.

I went into the room. My sister was lying on her back on the bed, her hands tightly gripping the sheets, her long legs draped over my father's shoulders, and he was thrusting into her. Father seemed to have more energy than usual. He knelt before my sister, his hands gripping her thighs, thrusting his hips forward rhythmically, the pace unlike his usual slowness. Each thrust was accompanied by the sound of his hips hitting hers.

I went to the bedside and lay down on my sister's right side, my left hand caressing her right breast, which was swaying up and down from Father's thrusts. With each squeeze, a little milk would be squeezed out. My sister's breasts were so big, and her milk was so plentiful. I couldn't help but suck on her left nipple, taking a couple of deep breaths. My sister moaned with her eyes closed. I looked down and saw Father's monstrous penis thrusting in and out of my sister's... without a condom... This time, it seemed Father was aroused by the scene before him. He thrust in and out with all his might. My sister's moans were seductive and rapid, making my ears itch. Her body was fair with a rosy glow, appearing very tender. After only ten minutes, Father, panting heavily, roared and thrust a few more times before collapsing onto my sister, slowly panting.

My sister clearly hadn't climaxed yet, her breath coming in rapid gasps. My father seemed somewhat dazed, slowly moving away from her and lying down beside her, his forehead covered in sweat, seemingly unable to withstand two rounds in such a short time.

I lifted myself up and looked at my sister's genitals. Her labia opened and closed uncontrollably, turning inside out. Her labia were already dark, but the inside was still pink, with thick, dark white semen flowing out. My sister's mouth was still wide open, seemingly disappointed that my father had withdrawn so early, and her constantly closing vaginal opening seemed to crave more thrusting… Somehow, I reached out with my left hand and inserted my middle and ring fingers into my sister's vagina.

My sister let out a soft "hmm," her neck arching high, her whole body tensing. This was the first time in my life I had ever masturbated to someone else, to a woman, to my own sister. My movements were extremely gentle. My fingers had no nails, for the sake of convenience. At this moment, I tried my best to recall the details of how my father brought me to orgasm with his fingers. I moved in and out of my sister's vagina from time to time. My sister's vagina was looser than mine, probably because she had given birth, or perhaps because my father's semen was still inside. My two slender fingers went in and out without any hindrance. Seeing that my sister was not licking her lips, I also inserted my index finger. This time, my sister seemed to feel pleasure. I kept touching my sister's G-spot. No one understands women better than women. Sure enough, my sister moaned loudly when I touched her G-spot.

Half excited and half nervous, I fingered my sister, my fingers moving in and out rapidly, occasionally teasing her vaginal walls. Her moans were so loud that my father quickly got up and kissed her, but the moans from her nose continued. Finally, with all my efforts, my sister raised her buttocks high, and streams of vaginal fluid gushed out. My fingers didn't withdraw; I just felt the squeezing and contracting of her vaginal walls. I was very familiar with that feeling; it was the reaction in my vagina every time my father brought me to orgasm with his fingers… I don't understand men, but every woman has a same-sex desire, whether strong or weak!

That night was a milestone in my thirty-eight years of sexual life. My understanding of sex began to change at that time. That night, the three of us spoke very little. We didn't talk to anyone during sex, but we were all immersed in it. I vaguely remember my fingers mixed with my father's semen and my sister's vaginal fluid. I put my fingers in my mouth and sucked on them in front of my sister. Her eyes burned at me like flames, while my father was already completely mesmerized.

That night, the three of us slept together. My sister lay in the middle, and my father and I were on either side. I was startled awake at three o'clock. Pengfei had woken up. My sister sat up abruptly, and my father and I were also startled awake. Realizing it was Pengfei, we smiled at each other. My sister got up to check on us. All three of us were naked. I followed her. Although it was July, it was still a bit chilly in the middle of the night. My sister shivered as soon as she entered. I noticed goosebumps on her skin. I hugged her from behind, my chest pressed against her back. However, my sister's attention was entirely on Pengfei. It turned out he had soiled himself. I helped her change, and Pengfei fell into a deep sleep again.

My sister lay down on her own bed. I didn't want to go over, so I crawled into bed with her. My sister pinched me and said, "I'm exhausted. Go over there and let me sleep for a while." I said from under the covers, "I'm not going over. Let's just lose this once. Or can we go over together?" Seeing that I didn't want to move, and that he seemed sleepy too, my sister stopped paying attention to me, and the two of us snuggled together and fell into a deep sleep...
[The End]

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