Cui Cui and her father

Cuicui was the eldest child in her family. Her mother had been ill for a long time, and her father supported the family of four through his hard work. The burden of the family and the hardship of daily life made her already taciturn father even more withdrawn. The precocious Cuicui saw this and had to drop out of school to help her father with housework and farm work. One day, the father and daughter were working on a hillside far from home when a sudden downpour caught them off guard. They had to take shelter under a bridge. The sky was dark, and the wind whipped the rain into the shallow space, making Cuicui feel cold.
Her usually rough father noticed, but both of them were soaked and had no warm clothes. Her loving father pulled her inside, shielding her with his own body. Looking at her somewhat aged father, a tenderness in Cuicui's eyes appeared. She softly called out, "Dad," and as he turned around, she gently embraced him in return. Their body heat temporarily warded off the cold, but outside the cave, the wind and rain continued to rage. The honest, unassuming father, probably experiencing this for the first time, felt uneasy being held so tightly by a woman, even though she was his own daughter. He tried to pull away, but the biting cold prevented him from seeing his daughter suffer. So they huddled together for warmth, their bodies barely touching. Finally, Cui Cui sensed her father's unusual behavior and his heavy breathing. Her father, in the prime of his life, was still full of vigor, and his clothes, soaked through, were practically naked. Just as she felt the loving yet ambiguous look in his eyes, and his Adam's apple bobbing, Cui Cui didn't know what was wrong with him, only that she felt herself growing increasingly hot. Suddenly, her father turned and embraced her completely. Before Cui Cui could even realize what was happening, his stiff beard brushed against her face.
And so, in the stormy wilderness, in the cold underpass, her father took her virginity.
Cui Cui didn't blame her father; in fact, she felt closer to him because of it. But for some reason, her father deliberately distanced himself from her, sometimes even avoiding her.
Cui Cui remained unchanged, or perhaps she felt even more sorry for her father. At home, she did housework like a wife, but her father wouldn't let her help in the fields, which made her somewhat uneasy.
That autumn, the crops grew very well, especially the corn, which was large and ripe. The villagers praised her father's competence. Cui Cui often waited at the village entrance for her father to come home early, but that night, her father, who was harvesting corn in the mountains, was nowhere to be seen. She made arrangements for her younger siblings and hurriedly went to the mountains several miles away alone.
Just as she was walking hurriedly along the mountain path flanked by corn stalks as tall as a person, a person suddenly jumped out of the cornfield. Before she could realize the danger, she was dragged and pulled into the cornfield.
Cui Cui was terrified. Only when the man pressed heavily on her, tearing at her clothes, did she scream and struggle. The man on top of her pressed down relentlessly, ripping off her pants. She felt utterly exhausted, but continued to scream hoarsely until her underwear, the last thing covering her, was torn to shreds. Suddenly, she heard a familiar cry.
The man, about to succeed, froze, then rolled off, not even bothering to put his pants back on, and hastily disappeared into the endless cornfield.
As the father pushed the last cart of corn, he felt utterly exhausted and hungry. His steps faltered along the mountain path. Suddenly, through the mountain wind, he seemed to hear, as if in a hallucination, Cui Cui's cries for help. Like a wolf, he strained his ears, trying to pinpoint the source of the sound. When Cui Cui's hoarse cries reached him clearly, he realized the danger she was in. Without hesitation, he abandoned the corn cart and rushed towards her, shouting. Seeing his daughter lying naked on the ground, he picked her up, and the sturdy man broke down in tears.
"Cui, Cui—" he cried, hating himself for not protecting his daughter, slapping himself hard. Cui Cui tenderly grasped his hand, and the father and daughter, who depended on each other for survival, embraced tightly.
When the father looked up again, his questioning gaze falling on her, Cui Cui understood his question. "Dad—" she murmured, "He didn't—" Just that one sentence made the father overjoyed, pulling her into his arms. His daughter's naked body made him lose all restraint. His greedy gaze invaded her private parts, as if trying to ascertain whether she had been defiled.
Cui Cui understood her father's meaning; she consciously spread her legs, attempting to dispel his suspicions. Sure enough, her father stared there for a long time. When he confirmed his daughter's innocence again, his angry face overflowed with childlike joy, as if everything about his daughter had been protected for him.
Cui Cui lay in her father's arms, not bothering to cover herself. Her top had been lifted by the man, revealing her two snow-white breasts. Seeing her father's relaxed sigh, Cui Cui, for some reason, grabbed his hand and placed it on her chest.
This slight movement caused the father, who had been deliberately avoiding her, to erupt again. Seeing his daughter's breasts reddened by the man's touch, he broke free from her hand and wantonly rubbed them. This time, Cui Cui felt the rise of desire. She cooperated with her father, climbing her legs onto him, allowing the rude man to vent his desires.
He lowered his head and took his daughter's nipple into his mouth, his rough hands reaching between her legs, seizing her private space. Cui Cui's moans and groans gave the long-absent father a sense of freedom. From her breasts to her lower abdomen, all the way to her intimate parts, when his coarse beard touched her vulva, she almost fainted. His rough movements were like a saw cutting through her body, forcing her to arch her back to meet his assault.
If it weren't for this unexpected event, perhaps the father would have avoided her, burying his desire deep within. As a father, he deeply resented his first time, not wanting to leave a shadow on his daughter's heart. But when he saw his daughter's body being violated, his deepest desires as a father were awakened. That intense possessiveness and dominance made him lose all restraint. He wouldn't allow any man to invade his territory, much less allow anyone else to possess his woman.
The tall cornfield served as a screen, shielding the father and daughter. After trampling down a large patch of corn, the father laid Cui Cui down on the lush corn leaves, then buried his head between her legs. Cui Cui felt her father's large mouth forcefully open her tightly closed vulva. Ever since that tumultuous and unforgettable day, she had secretly longed for this moment to return. She hugged her father's head tightly, hoping he would fill her, fill this place that she didn't know why she always felt empty.
Finally, her father, panting heavily, climbed onto her stomach and clumsily pressed down on her. At that moment, she closed her eyes in bliss, feeling none of the pain of the first time, but rather a heart-stirring happiness. She screamed, urging her father to enter her again and again. The two rolled around in the cornfield until her father howled and ejaculated wildly inside her.
From then on, their passion became uncontrollable. The father always sought opportunities to be with her, and she, after finishing her chores, always hoped to go to the mountains with him. In the open wilderness, she could meet and make love with him without restraint, exploring the most beautiful sexual pleasures in the world. But such days were soon replaced by something ominous. Six months later, the father discovered that his daughter was pregnant, but he still couldn't resist his desires. Whenever they were together, he would uncontrollably reach the peak with her.
The inevitable happened. As Cui Cui's pregnancy became increasingly obvious, people pointed and gossiped, and the rumors made her afraid to appear in front of others. She could only hide at home, still helping with the housework. The father was also afraid of being exposed. Looking at his daughter's swollen belly, he sighed all day long. Cuicui felt even more sorry for him and always tried to comfort him after her younger siblings went to school. But every time, her father would use the excuse of busy farming to avoid her. With her big belly, Cuicui would look at her father's back and feel a sense of loneliness.
The following spring, her widowed aunt, living far away in Yunnan, rushed over upon hearing the news. She and her father hid in the house, whispering for a long time. Cui Cui didn't know what they were saying, only watching from afar, timidly wanting to know everything. That night, her aunt slept in the same bed with her. Looking at Cui Cui's swollen belly, her aunt sighed. Cui Cui had a premonition that her aunt would ask questions, and sure enough, the two lay in bed. Her aunt lovingly stroked her head, pressing her for details. Young Cui Cui thought her aunt already knew everything from her father, so she didn't hide anything anymore. When she said she knew the child in her belly was her father's, her aunt jumped up, her eyes wide, looking terrified. Cui Cui
fearfully hid under the covers, not daring to make a sound. After a long while, she heard her aunt say, "What a tragedy! That beast! He even said you were messing around outside!" She clung to her aunt's leg, sobbing. "Aunt, it's not his fault. It was my own choice. Dad raised us with so much difficulty. Everyone else has a wife and children, but Dad is all alone." She remembered those turbulent days, how she and her father were adrift, adrift. She felt like her father's boat, his oars gently rocking her as they sailed through a vast, rainy sea.
Cui Cui nodded. Her aunt stroked her bitterly. "Tomorrow, I'll take you to the hospital."
The day they returned from the hospital, her aunt sent her younger siblings to school and then called her father to Cui Cui's bedside. Her father stood there pitifully, like a child who had done something wrong, and Cui Cui's heart ached. "
Take care of her for a few days; it's your responsibility."
Her father didn't say anything, only looked at his aunt apologetically.
"Cui Cui is young; I'm afraid you'll bully her, but—" her aunt choked back tears, saying she liked him and felt sorry for him. "
Aunt, please don't say anymore." For the first time, her father shed tears in front of others. "I'm so sorry." He knelt down as he spoke.
His aunt didn't stop him, but said, "Kneel down. If you kneel, maybe your parents will forgive you." Cui Cui watched all this with a hesitant expression, but then heard her aunt say, "With this kneeling, you've destroyed your father-daughter bond." She wiped away her tears and turned her face away. "Cui Cui sees you as a man. From now on, you should wholeheartedly treat Cui Cui as a woman."
Her aunt! A look of shame appeared in her father's eyes. Years later, Cui Cui finally understood the meaning behind it. "
Cui Cui has already carried your child; she is your woman." In the countryside, the saying still circulates: "A woman follows her husband wherever he goes, whether he's a chicken or a dog." "These days, Cui Cui isn't clean, so just bear with it and don't get intimate."
Cui Cui didn't understand what "get intimate" meant, but from her aunt's tone, she understood it referred to sexual intercourse.
During those days, her aunt bought groceries and cooked for her, and her father served her like a husband. Even in front of her aunt, if Cui Cui said she felt uncomfortable anywhere, her father would massage and rub it for her. At first, the father was embarrassed, but he couldn't withstand his aunt's scolding. She always looked at him coldly, saying, "You should bear the consequences of your actions."
In front of his aunt, the father washed her genitals, and when she needed to urinate, he held her like he did when she was a child. Just as Cuicui was experiencing the sweetness of their honeymoon, an unexpected event occurred.
On Qingming Festival, the father returned from adding soil to the ancestral graves, his face suddenly turning bright red. Cuicui thought it was just the spring wind and asked him to wash his face. The father didn't say anything, sat for a while, and then hurriedly went to the bathroom. When he returned, he still didn't speak. At dinner that evening, the aunt noticed the father's unhappiness and put more food on his plate. The father frowned and forced himself to eat a little before hurrying out again.
Cuicui heard her aunt muttering, "What's wrong?" Both mother and daughter stared at the father's retreating figure, bewildered. In the middle of the night, Cui Cui suddenly heard her father groaning, followed by his tossing and turning. His helpless eyes pleaded for help, and she frantically called for her aunt. "
What's wrong? What's wrong?" her aunt asked anxiously, bending down to help her father sit up. He was clutching his lower abdomen, his face pale and silent.
"Tell me!" the mother and daughter scolded almost simultaneously. Her father struggled to lift his head, his face flushed with embarrassment. "Down there...down there's a throbbing."
Her aunt, more experienced, knew what a man meant by "down there." She gently reached out, but as soon as she touched his stomach, he recoiled in shock, his face contorted in pain. "Auntie, I can't urinate." "
How long has it been?" her aunt asked anxiously. "
This afternoon, after returning from the cemetery." Her father didn't even have the strength to speak. "
Then...what should we do?" The village was remote, at least thirty miles from the township clinic, and the mountain roads were rugged. Having been cooped up for so long, could she withstand the bumpy ride? She paced around the room, a fine layer of sweat beading on her face. Cui Cui was at a loss, completely clueless about how to handle the situation. But experience counts. Her aunt turned to Cui Cui, a hint of joy appearing on her anxious face. "Cui Cui, you...you suck it out for your father."
Cui Cui looked at her in surprise, but heard her aunt say firmly, "Don't hesitate. At this point, you can only use your mouth."
Seeing her father's pained expression, Cui Cui didn't think twice. When her aunt unzipped her father's pants, Cui Cui reached inside and pulled it out, putting it in her mouth. She sucked hard, hoping to ease her father's pain, but no matter how hard she tried, her father remained curled up, his face contorted in agony. Anxiety combined with excessive force caused Cui Cui to feel a sharp pain in her incision. She had to stop, even breathing became difficult.
"Cui Cui, what's wrong?" Stopping at this crucial moment inevitably made Auntie anxious again.
"It hurts, it hurts so much down there."
Without a word, Auntie took the penis from Cuicui's hand, opened her mouth, and held it in. After a while, her face turned red, but she didn't stop, stubbornly keeping her mouth closed. Cuicui saw her father open his mouth wide and cried out twice, then heard gurgling sounds coming from Auntie's throat.
"Auntie!" Just as her face relaxed a little, her father guiltily tried to pull away, but Auntie held him firmly.
Another strong sucking motion, and Auntie suddenly pulled out, followed by a gush of urine. Then, a stream of urine flowed from her father's penis.
After the initial surprise came embarrassment; Auntie left shyly, leaving only the gratitude of the father and daughter.
In times of crisis, family ties are still the most important.
[The End]

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