Father's request

Xiaomin

returned home, put down her backpack, took off her jeans, and went straight from the living room to the kitchen to find something to eat. She had been so focused on making love with her boyfriend that she hadn't even eaten dinner.

As she looked through the refrigerator for something to eat, she heard her father's footsteps. Without turning around, she simply said, "I'm home."

Her father didn't say anything. After finding what she wanted to eat, she turned around and saw him sitting at the dining table, staring at the floor. She asked, "You're still awake?"

Her father then replied, "I can't sleep."

Xiaomin went to the sink, leaned against it, took a bite of her sandwich, and asked, "Really?"

Her father answered, "Yes."

The conversation was similar to their usual exchanges. She never knew how to communicate with him. To her, they were just a father and daughter living together. After all, she had only learned she had a father a year ago. "Then you should go back and rest, otherwise you'll be very tired at work." She wasn't concerned about him, but worried about what she would do if he didn't earn money. Besides, she didn't want to continue talking to him.

"I..." her father began.

Xiaomin found it strange that her father would actually say something. "What is it?"

"I..."

She looked at him curiously, wondering what he would say. She always felt that it wasn't just her who didn't want to talk to him; she felt he felt the same way. He never talked much to her; he was just someone who needed to take responsibility for her.

Her father looked up at her for a moment before looking down again and saying, "Can I... have sex with you?!"

Xiaomin's first reaction was to cover her genitals with her hands. She had naively assumed she could wear only underwear at home, like she did when she lived with her mother. She never imagined he would make such an outrageous request. It meant he had been looking at her with lustful eyes for over a year. She found him disgusting. She cried out, "Of course not!"

"But I...I really need it..."

"What does that have to do with me!?" she snapped angrily. "I'm the person in the world whose sexual needs are the least relevant to yours!"

"Then why don't you wear pants at home?"

"Can't I be comfortable at home!?" She thought he was the naive one. She continued, "How was I supposed to know you'd be this perverted!?"

He stood up and took a step towards her. "I..."

She was genuinely afraid he would rape her, so she grabbed the kitchen knife from beside the sink and yelled, "If you come any closer, I'll get rough with you!"

He raised his hands and said, "Put the knife down, okay? I really don't mean you any harm, I just really need to have sex..." "

It's none of my business!" She waved the knife in her hand. "Wanting to have sex with your own daughter doesn't mean you have bad intentions towards me?!"

"I know, I know. I just thought it might happen... you might agree... so I thought I should at least ask..."

Xiaomin couldn't understand why he thought she might agree. She didn't want to continue this situation, but she still asked, "How could you possibly think I would agree to something like this?!"

"I just thought..."

"You thought? What's there to think about?!"

"Didn't your mother tell you?"

"Said what?"

"Said that she and I are siblings..."

"What?! You're lying!" She couldn't believe her parents were siblings. But then she suddenly remembered that her mother had never told her who her father was. Every time she asked who her father was, she would only answer that he was the man she loved most.

"I'm not lying to you. I'm your father and your uncle..."

"You're lying!"

"It's because you're the child of incest that your mother had to move so far away to a place where no one knows her."

"You're lying! You're lying!" She remembered that her mother had always been alone. No other family members or friends. She had always thought her mother was an introverted person, but now she knew that she had her reasons.

"If it weren't for the fact that your mother's will specified that I should take care of you, I wouldn't know where to find you. And her will also implied that if you were like her, you might be interested in having sex with me..."

Xiaomin knew that her mother liked to wear only underwear at home, so she naturally followed suit. "What?! So you think that me wearing underwear at home means I'm like my mother?!"

He nodded. "That's how she seduced your grandfather, and she seduced me too..."

She couldn't believe that her mother had not only had an incestuous relationship with her brother, but also with her own father. But she felt this reason was too illogical. "You guys are lecherous, that's the real reason, isn't it?!"

"It's true! She only realized how unacceptable the world is of incest after you were born."

"If you knew she regretted her incestuous relationship with you, why would you ask me if I wanted to have sex with you?!" "

I don't know if she regretted it. I only know that when she had sex with me and our father, those were her happiest times. Although she felt the need to protect you after giving birth to you, to prevent you from becoming like her, her hints in her will indicated that she not only didn't regret it, but also hoped you would be like her..."

"No, impossible. I can't be like her!" How could her mother think she would have the same desires as her?

Her father simply said, "Then forget it. I shouldn't have asked you for something so unreasonable. Luckily, our relationship isn't very good, otherwise it would have been ruined by this request. I won't ask anything of you anymore, but I also hope you wear pants at home so I won't feel so much desire for you."

Xiaomin didn't know how to face what her father had revealed to her. She still suspected he was lying to her. But saying she was an incestuous woman wasn't a way to convince her to have sex with him. But she knew very well that he wanted to have sex with her. Although she didn't know her father very well, she could see that he was disappointed with how things were going. She remembered her mother's habit of looking out the east window alone; her lonely and disappointed expression looked exactly like his now. To her own surprise, she asked, "Do you really need to have sex?"

Her father's disappointed expression turned to surprise. "I...I really need to..."

"Just once," she couldn't believe she had agreed to have sex with her father. But after she said it, it felt natural, as if it were something she should agree to. "Just once. Don't ever ask me for this again!"

Her father said nothing, just stared at her in surprise.

Her heart was beating faster now than when she was angry at his request. She didn't know if it was because she was afraid or excited. At this moment, she could truly believe that her mother genuinely enjoyed incest. And it seemed that her daughter also enjoyed incest.

Her father finally said, "Then..."

"Then let's do it right away! You can only come in from behind because I don't want to see your face...and—and...don't touch my breasts...don't go on for too long, I've already done it once tonight...and we can never mention this again!"

"Can I ejaculate inside you?"

Xiaomin thought for a moment before answering, "I'm on birth control pills...so you can ejaculate inside me..."

She turned around and bent over, crouching in the counter space next to the sink. She listened to her father's footsteps approaching her from behind, until she could feel the heat of his body. Her heart continued to pound, making her imagine this was the worst thing she could do.

When he touched her buttocks, she flinched. Although her boyfriend often touched her buttocks, she felt as if it were the first time. And she remembered that her boyfriend had contacted her before, making her feel unfaithful. She hoped she hadn't seen the disappointment on her father's face. Otherwise, she would never have agreed.

But she didn't move at all, letting her father manipulate her buttocks. As he began to pull down her panties, she had the urge to ask him to stop, but every second, her panties were pulled down a little further, and she did nothing. He continued to pull them down until her genitals were fully exposed, lying between her thighs. Then she heard the sound of him pulling down his pants, and a few seconds later, she felt his penis enter her vagina.

She couldn't help but moan and heard her father's clearly satisfied "ahhh" sounds. She had made love more than a dozen times, so the feeling of being penetrated wasn't unfamiliar. But she hadn't expected her father's penis to be so thick and long. He almost reached her deepest point with one thrust. When she had sex with her boyfriend, she had wondered what it would feel like if his penis were longer. Now, she had experienced it with her own father. She enjoyed the feeling of deep penetration. His penis was also quite large, creating an unexpected and intense pressure. She also enjoyed this feeling. But the most incredible thing was that she accepted her decision. All her previous views on incest disappeared, and she felt she had made the right choice.

Her father started by slowly thrusting into her vagina. Because of his size, she couldn't control her moans. She couldn't imagine how she would react if he sped up. She didn't know if she could handle it. She knew he would definitely increase his speed. Her boyfriend always started slowly and finished quickly. She could feel his desire to fuck her pussy fast and intensely, so even though she was afraid she couldn't handle the rapid thrusting, she said, "You can go faster!"

Hearing this, her father began to fuck her quickly. This was the first time she had ever experienced such intense sex, and she didn't know if she was feeling pleasure or pain; she only knew that her father had misunderstood. He must think she wanted him to ejaculate quickly. So she touched his thigh to indicate that she wanted him to stop. After he listened, she gasped, "I...huff...huff...no...huff...I want...huff...you to...huff...ejaculate...I just...just wanted...huff...to say you...don't have to be...too slow!"

Realizing his mistake, her father said, "I-I'm sorry. I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Xiaomin shook her head to indicate that she was fine, and he resumed thrusting into her.

He entered and exited her at a very steady pace, giving her a pleasure she had never experienced before. It wasn't that she didn't feel pleasure, but her father was giving her several times the pleasure. So, before long, she felt like she couldn't breathe, her whole body tense and throbbing. Her father realized she was about to climax, and he thrust into her a few more times. She was like a balloon expanding to its limit, then exploding completely, sending the pleasure absorbed by her vagina amplified to every corner of her body.

She had experienced the pleasure of orgasm before, but the combined sensations of those four times were not as intense as this one. This one was better. She thought again that this was the right choice.

What made her even happier was that he hadn't ejaculated yet. After a few seconds of rest, he began thrusting into her again. She wasn't sure if it was her imagination, but she felt the pleasure she had after her orgasm was even more intense than before, making her uncontrollably moan and cry out, "Daddy! Don't stop! Fuck me! Fuck me all the way in! Fuck me! Don't stop!"

Her father, of course, listened to her and continued to thrust deeply into her, giving her another powerful orgasm. But this orgasm also caused him to ejaculate quickly.

Xiaomin only remembered that it was her own father's sperm when she felt his hot semen. Although she was reluctant to let his still-erect penis go, she decided to shake her hips, indicating that she wanted him to pull his penis out. She could sense her father's reluctance to pull out, but after a few seconds, he withdrew his penis, letting some semen flow out with it. She knew some dripped directly onto the floor, while some ran down her thighs.

Only then did she feel incredibly embarrassed and panicked; she had truly done something terribly wrong, and she wanted to leave the kitchen, but she didn't have the strength to stand up from the position she had maintained for over twenty minutes. Her father tried to help her up, but she shook off his hands and said, "Don't touch me, we've finished making love. You should be satisfied! It won't happen again!" After having sex with her father,

Xiaomin

knew she needed to prevent the same thing from happening again. So for the next week, she wore pants at home. But her view of her father had changed. After all, she had not only had incestuous sex with him, but also knew that she herself was a result of incest. She felt she knew him a little now.

She had always thought that her mother had raised her alone because he had abandoned her. So, aside from seeing him as a father who was responsible for her, she didn't care about him at all. Now that she understood her parents' past hardships, she felt she should try to be more understanding of him. She began to feel comfortable talking to him about things she hadn't wanted to talk about before: her studies, his work, her dreams, his career, and so on. But

there were some topics she couldn't bring herself to talk about. Their past sexual encounters, her boyfriend, his past with her mother—these were topics she knew she shouldn't discuss. But these were the topics she most wanted to talk about.

Although she knew she had told her father not to mention their incestuous relationship anymore, she desperately wanted to share her experience with someone. But who could she talk to about incest? She wanted to tell someone that having sex with her father was more enjoyable than having sex with her boyfriend, but who could she tell about her apologies to her boyfriend? She wanted to talk to someone about her mother and their shared views on incest, but who knew her mother? She could only think of her father. But talking to him about this might reignite the incestuous relationship.

One night, while they were watching TV together, she finally couldn't help but ask, "How did you and Mom... you know...?" She didn't know why she couldn't bring herself to say "having sex." She had already slept with him.

Her father turned to look at her, waited a few seconds before answering, "Actually, I caught your mother and your grandfather having sex... and then she invited me to join in..."

Xiaomin had hoped for something romantic. But incest is incest, and like her own incestuous story, it happened at the least romantic time. "So you had a threesome with your grandfather and mother?"

"No... that time, your grandfather gave the two of us a chance to be intimate alone..."

"I see." She thought it was alright if it wasn't a threesome. But she still didn't understand how a woman could switch from one man to another so quickly. She only knew that the short time between switching from her boyfriend to her father made her feel pain the next day.

Thinking of this, she remembered that since she had slept with her father, she had slept with her boyfriend twice. Although his sex life could bring her to orgasm, he just couldn't give her the explosive pleasure her father gave her. But she knew she couldn't have any more sex with her father, no matter how good he felt.
Her father suddenly said, "I have a request..."

Although Xiaomin leaned back upon hearing this, she felt her heart pounding with excitement. "I told you we won't have sex anymore!"

her father said. "I'm not asking you to have sex, I just want you to come with me to a place."

"Where?"

"The place where your mother and I grew up."

She had never heard her mother talk about her childhood, so she couldn't possibly know where she came from or what kind of environment she grew up in. But she also knew it was the place where her mother, brother, and father had incestuous relationships. "What's your motive for taking me there?"

"I don't have any motive," her father said. "I just want to take you to see where your parents grew up. Although your background isn't something you can talk about, you should at least know about your origins."

Xiaomin still asked with some skepticism, "When do you want to go?"

"Tomorrow is Saturday, how about tomorrow? It's only a half-hour drive, but we can stay there for the night."

"Stay for the night?" she said, thinking of her promise to her boyfriend to go to his house. She knew he just wanted to have sex with her. A week ago, she was excited to have sex with him, but now she was starting to get tired of him. "Okay,"

she thought. She couldn't sleep all night, wondering what interesting details she would find in the place where her parents grew up. She also thought about the possibility of having sex with her father a few times. But every time she thought of that scenario, she immediately thought of her boyfriend or other things she liked. She fell asleep at three in the morning.

After getting up, Xiaomin groggily went into the bathroom without pants on. She saw her father brushing his teeth, said good morning to him, and then took off his underwear and put it on her lap before sitting on the toilet to urinate. Her father hurriedly rinsed his mouth and immediately left the bathroom. Only then did she realize what she had done. But she didn't feel embarrassed. After all, he had already seen and slept with every part of her body that was exposed. But she also knew that the problem wasn't that he had seen her or slept with her, but rather how he would react to seeing her like this. She had told him she wouldn't have sex with him again, but he also asked her not to expose her naked body in front of him, because he would be unable to resist wanting to have sex with him again.

After using the bathroom, washing her face, and brushing her teeth, she went back to her room, got dressed, and then went to find her father in the living room. When she saw him, she said, "I'm sorry, I was so confused earlier that I forgot I should put on my pants in front of you, and I definitely shouldn't have taken off my underwear in front of you."

"It's okay... are you ready?" her father said, blushing.

Xiaomin knew she shouldn't have done that, but she asked, "What did you see just now?"

"You..."

She found her father's awkwardness amusing and said, "Never mind, I was just asking."

Her father finally returned to normal and said, "Let's go."

They drove for half an hour to the countryside, just as he had said. When she got out of the car, she saw farmland everywhere; she only saw farmhouses and one house. She asked the question she already knew the answer to: "You and Mom grew up on a farm?"

"Yes, your grandfather was a farmer, and the land here has been passed down for seven generations. Only when it came to me did we stop being farmers."

"But this land is still being cultivated," she asked.

"After your grandfather passed away, I sold all the land. I only kept these few buildings."

She could see why he hadn't sold the house along with the other buildings. These were the only things that reminded him of her mother. She saw the same sorrowful expression on his face as her mother's again. She knew what had happened last time he had that expression, so she ran to the front door and asked, "Then quickly take me inside!"

She went inside and saw that the house was quite old and nothing special. But she found it very clean. Only then did she remember that her father would disappear for several hours twice a week without saying a word. She thought he must be here cleaning. As she walked from the living room into the kitchen, she saw the countertop and couldn't help but recall asking him during their lovemaking, "Do you and Mommy often do it here?"

Her father didn't answer immediately, only saying after a while, "Not very often... I prefer being with her..."

His answer filled her with inexplicable jealousy. She didn't know why she had asked, "You mean you didn't enjoy it enough the time we made love?"

Her father immediately said, "I didn't mean that! I meant with your mother..."

Seeing his flustered answer, she realized she had asked a question she shouldn't have. She also knew she shouldn't have dragged their lovemaking into such a messy situation again. She said, "Don't say anything. Pretend I didn't ask..."

She continued wandering around. Every time they arrived at a place that looked like a place for sex, she wanted to ask him if he had ever had sex there. But she never did. She went upstairs and entered a room decorated in a woman's style, and guessed that it must be her mother's room.

She turned her head and saw her father with that disappointed expression again, and asked, "You and Mom are here...?"

Without looking at Xiaomin, he replied, "This is where your mother and I first made love..."

She remembered him telling her last night that his first time with her mother was actually when he accidentally caught her making love with her grandfather. Without asking him, she continued, "That day, I was searching everywhere in the fields for something your mother asked me to find. But I couldn't find it, so I went home. I didn't expect to hear your mother moaning as soon as I walked in..."

Xiaomin could tell that her mother had lured him away to prevent her father from finding out about her incestuous relationship with her grandfather. Although she had asked first about their lovemaking here, she suddenly didn't want to hear about her mother's sex life, especially since it also involved her father and grandfather. She said, "I only want to ask if you and Mom made love here..."

Her father understood her meaning and didn't continue.

She then continued to wander around and look at things. She could imagine that because the place was so remote, it wasn't surprising that her grandfather and mother had an incestuous relationship. Thinking about it, she suddenly realized that she hadn't seen a single picture of her mother in any of the rooms she'd looked through since entering the house. Not one. She saw pictures of her father and grandfather, and pictures of other people she didn't recognize, but no pictures of her mother. She remembered that she was the only one in the house who had pictures of her mother; her father had never displayed any. So she went into the kitchen and looked at her father, who was preparing lunch, and asked, "Why aren't there any pictures of Mom in the whole house?"

Her father frowned and replied, "After your mother ran away from home, your grandfather was very sad and angry. In a moment of impulse, he burned your mother's pictures and some other things. I couldn't stop him then, otherwise, why would I keep looking at the pictures you brought?"

"It's such a pity," Xiaomin said. She could tell he was deeply saddened by this.

"That's why I've insisted on not selling this house. It's the only way I can preserve your mother's memory."

"And me! I'm also a part of Mom's memory..." She realized she shouldn't have said that. She had slept with him, just like her mother, incestuous sex.

Her father also realized the inappropriateness of the topic, so he said, "Lunch is almost ready, go wash your hands."

After lunch, Xiaomin continued to walk around with her father, looking at the environment where her mother and father grew up.

Only after dinner and a shower did she realize she hadn't brought any pants from home. She thought about wearing the jeans she wore every day, but she didn't want to be uncomfortable while watching TV with her father in the living room. She thought she could cover herself with the blanket so he wouldn't be tempted.

She wrapped the blanket around her lower body and went into the living room. Before her father could even ask her anything, she said, "I forgot to bring my family pants..."

Her father didn't say anything, only staring at the television screen. Xiaomin sat on the sofa a few inches to his left. This was the third time she'd watched TV with him like this since they'd made love. Although she never found watching TV with him particularly interesting, it reminded her of the feeling she had with her mother—a warm feeling.

But for some reason, she suddenly remembered the stories he'd told her about her parents' first time, which brought back memories of the pleasure she felt during her first time with him. She asked, "Dad, when you started telling me about your and Mom's first time..." "I want to hear more..."

Her father turned to look at her and said, "Then... I'll continue... just say when you don't want to hear anymore..."

Xiaomin nodded, and he said, "You know what? Although your mother and I are siblings, she was the only woman I ever loved in my life. I knew what was going on when I heard the moans. I knew she had incestuous sex with your grandfather. I was so sad that she had a sexual relationship with her own father. I always thought she was my purest..." "Jie's sister, and only my sister. But with every step I took up the stairs, I felt even more excited."

Xiaomin said, "You're excited because you think you can also have sex with Mom, right?"

Her father smiled bitterly, "Yes. Before this happened, I always felt that my desire for your mother was a desire only beasts could have. But when I knew that my own father and sister were doing what I had always been afraid to do, I suddenly felt that having sex with her was something that should happen..."

"And then?"

"When I got upstairs, I rushed into her bedroom and saw your grandfather on top of your mother. They were both surprised to see me. But your grandfather immediately acted as if nothing had happened and continued to thrust in and out of your mother... while your mother kept looking at me, moaning out the pleasure her body was giving her. I don't know how long I watched them make love, but your mother must have had at least five orgasms. When your grandfather finally ejaculated inside her, I could see how much she enjoyed her father ejaculating inside her..."

Xiaomin felt she knew how her mother felt at that moment. She also enjoyed being fucked by her father very much. She suddenly felt the desire she had been able to resist all week and looked at her father with longing eyes, and half-lifted the blanket covering her lower body.

But he didn't notice his daughter's gaze and continued, "After your grandfather ejaculated, I asked them how long they had been having an incestuous relationship. Your grandfather told me it had been a few weeks. Then he left the room saying he wanted to have a good talk with me and your mother. Your mother wasn't covering herself at all, and when she sat up, she deliberately squeezed your grandfather's semen out of her vagina for me to see..." He sighed before continuing, "When I saw that, I couldn't be angry with her, and instead, my penis got erect..." "

And then?" Although Xiaomin knew what should happen next, she still asked him, moving closer to him and pulling back the rest of the blanket, revealing her lower body covered only by a white pair of underwear.

He still didn't realize what she had done and continued, "I was shy, so I sat next to her and didn't dare look at her..." He glanced at her then. His gaze immediately returned to what was ahead. He could control his eyes, but now, his penis was also beginning to erect.

"Really?" She had, of course, noticed his penis moving in and out of his pants. So she moved closer to him again. There was only a small gap between them. She knew she had told him she could never have any more sexual relations with him, but she had reached the point where she couldn't control herself.

"Yes."

"Then what did Mom do next?" She knew it must have been her mother who did the next thing. She reached out and placed her hand on his thigh.

"She...she..."

Xiaomin touched the undulations in his pants and asked, "Did she do that?"

Although he didn't stand up, he responded, "I didn't bring you here to have sex with you!"

"Really?" She touched him more firmly. "Bringing me to a whole room that reminds you of your memories of making love with your mother, there's no other meaning behind it?" At this moment, she didn't care what his purpose was in bringing her here. She only knew that she wanted to have sex with him.

"I really didn't mean that!"

She pulled his pants down a little, then grabbed his penis and said, "Did Mom do that?"

"She...she did..."

She bent down and kissed his glans, then looked up and asked, "Did she do that?"

"Yes..."

She kissed his glans again, then took the whole glans into her mouth and released it, asking, "And then?"

"She...did that too..."

She didn't ask him any more questions but swallowed a third of his penis, returned to the glans, and then swallowed another third. After doing this several times, the hand holding his penis began to move up and down, touching it. She didn't know what her father's expression was; she only knew that he was definitely enjoying her service.

Two minutes later, he said, "When your mother... gave me oral sex the first time... it was just foreplay..."

Hearing this, Xiaomin immediately jumped up and said, "I didn't say I wanted it to be exactly the same as the first time Mom did with you!" She then stood up.

Her father exclaimed, "I...I..."

She suddenly pounced on him and straddled him. "Did Mom do it like this?"

"Yes..."

she whispered in his ear, "The only difference is that Mom was completely naked then, and I was still dressed. What should I do?"

He immediately helped her remove her top and bra, revealing her full breasts.

He saw them shamelessly pounce forward with their hands and mouths, like hungry dogs, desperately fondling her nipples and breasts.
Although Xiaomin enjoyed the feeling of her breasts being played with, she craved the sensation of a penis inside her vagina even more. "You haven't finished taking off my clothes!" she complained.

Her father immediately began pulling down her panties, but because she was straddling him, he only pulled the bottom of her panties to one side before inserting his penis into her vagina before she could protest.

Xiaomin groaned loudly, feeling an even greater pleasure than the first time she made love with him. This time was different; she knew his performance was excellent and was no longer afraid of committing adultery for the first time. Seeing her father's expression of enjoyment made her feel even better. She felt she was the kind of person who enjoyed her partners' pleasure. Although she knew her boyfriend's performance wasn't as good as her father's, she had still given her all in their last two encounters. He could feel the pleasure she was giving him, and that made her happy. She thought her mother felt the same way.

Her father started moving from below, but she said, "Let me... Mom probably didn't let you move either, right?"

He shook his head and said, "My whole first time was completely with your mother..."

"Our first time was also completely with you... Let me serve you this time?" Without waiting for his answer, she began to slowly move forward and backward, then gradually increased the speed. She enjoyed the pleasure of each movement and the feeling of him playing with her breasts and buttocks.

But she felt that they should kiss face to face, so she started kissing the top of his head, which was lowered and kissing her breasts, to show him that she wanted his attention. After he raised his head, she kissed his lips directly. At first, their kiss was a little messy, and their faces were covered in saliva. But gradually, their lips and tongues found a smooth way to enjoy each other.

Because of the kiss, she slowed down, but she didn't care about the less intense pleasure; instead, she felt a warm, indescribable pleasure. A surge of love for her father, which she hadn't felt for over a year, welled up inside her, making her pleasure even more intense. It allowed her to instantly climax against her father.

After catching her breath on him for a while, she started moving again. This time, she began to rise and fall, using the fastest speed she could muster to thrust into her father's penis, making them both roar loudly until she climaxed again.

This time, however, she didn't have the strength to move anymore, so her father asked, "Want to... roar... hum... go to your mother's bed... huff... continue?"

Although Xiaomin wanted to completely imitate her mother's first time serving her father, at this moment, she was willing to do anything. She nodded, and he picked her up, his penis still inside her, and went upstairs to her mother's room. When they reached the bed, he laid her on it and continued to penetrate her.

He gave her three more orgasms before ejaculating inside her. Her father collapsed on top of her, panting, but after a while, when she could speak, she asked, "This time... huff... was this better than... last time?"

When he didn't respond, she realized he had fallen asleep. She was both angry and amused. She wondered if he had fallen asleep after his first time with her mother. She pushed him away and made him lie down beside her. She turned to look at him, wondering what to do next.

3

Xiaomin and her father continued their incestuous relationship for several months. Except when she had her period, she had sex with him at least once a day. Sometimes she felt that her father was more like her boyfriend than her boyfriend. He gave her more pleasure and unexpected orgasms, and made her feel very happy. She finally developed feelings for her father.

However, she never talked to her boyfriend about breaking up. Although she was happy now, she knew that in the end, she and her father could only be father and daughter, and there would be no future for them. Although she didn't love her boyfriend and didn't think his sexual performance could compare to her father's, she still needed a part of her life free from incest.

Because of this, she was very careful to take birth control pills and prevented her father from ejaculating inside her during fertile periods. She didn't want to live a life without family and friends like her mother, having a child born out of incest. Besides, if she had a child with her father, she didn't know how she would view it. Is she a child or a sister-in-law? Should her father treat the child as a child, a grandson, or a nephew or niece? She herself often calls him "uncle" during sex and flirting, but she doesn't want the result of incestuous love in the next generation.

One afternoon after school, she thought she would go to her boyfriend's house to make love, but he asked her, "How about we go to your house? We've been dating for a while, but I've never been to your house before."

Xiaomin wanted to refuse him, but she couldn't think of an excuse. "My house? Isn't that a bit messy? My house is a mess..."

"My house is messy too!"

"My dad probably wouldn't like other people coming into the house..."

"Didn't you say he usually gets home around six o'clock? By then I should have left long ago! And it would be really exciting to do it in a situation where your father might find out we're having sex!"

Xiaomin thought he was right. After all, his performance wasn't as good as her father's. He couldn't last long. And she herself had always wanted to have more exciting sex with him. He wanted to have sex in a dangerous situation, while she wanted her father to see her having sex with someone else. Thinking about this, although she felt she was becoming more and more like her mother, she also felt very excited. "Okay, let's go to my place and make love!"

While her boyfriend was driving, Xiaomin sent a few text messages to her father, demanding he come home immediately. She also told him to be quiet so her boyfriend wouldn't know she was home. She didn't tell him she wanted him to see; she wanted him to decide for himself what he would do if he saw her making love with her boyfriend.

When they arrived at Xiaomin's house, her boyfriend saw a pair of panties on the sofa that she had taken off the night before while making love with her father. He pointed at them and mocked her, asking, "Do you often leave your panties lying around?"

Although Xiaomin felt excited about the possibility of her incestuous relationship with her father being discovered, she still blushed and her heart raced. Her boyfriend had seen her panties in the living room. She immediately took the panties from the sofa and crumpled them into a ball in her palm. "Yes, I take my clothes off anywhere in the house..."

"Aren't you afraid your father will see?"

"Of course, I only take them off when he's not home or not indoors." She wanted to tell him the truth, but she lied.

"He doesn't care if he sees your underwear on the sofa or anywhere else?"

"He often criticizes me... but he can't control me... why do you care so much?"

"I just think a father and daughter living alone should be more careful."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't mean anything, I just find it strange that you take your panties off in such an obvious place."

"This is my home, it's my right to take off my panties there!" She knew that any fantasy of telling her boyfriend about her incestuous relationship with her father was impossible. Xiaomin knew that because he wanted to have sex, the right was in her hands. Her boyfriend knew he had angered her, so he didn't say anything more.

After they entered her bedroom, she deliberately left the door ajar so her father could watch her and her boyfriend make love later. As soon as they reached the bed, he immediately pushed her down onto it, forcing a kiss on her lips, grabbing her breast through her shirt with one hand and touching her genitals with the other.

Xiaomin didn't resist, letting him do as he pleased. She just hoped he wouldn't be too hasty and ejaculate before her father returned. So she pushed her boyfriend away, climbed on top of him, unzipped his pants, took out his already erect penis, and finally put a third of it into her mouth. She hoped she could stall for time until her father returned.

Her boyfriend wasn't very used to her giving him oral sex, so he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Xiaomin spat out his penis and replied, "I want to experience every kind of sex with you in my own home!" Then she immediately took half of his penis back into her mouth.

Her boyfriend had nothing to say after that. She continued to serve him with her lips, tongue, and mouth, making him groan. But even as he enjoyed her service, he didn't forget to take off her clothes one by one, touching her naked body all over. She just hoped her father would arrive quickly so she could have sex in front of him.

As she wished, after giving her boyfriend oral sex one more time, she saw a shadow pass through the crack in the door out of the corner of her eye. She knew her father was coming home. She continued giving her boyfriend oral sex because she wanted her father to watch closely as she performed oral sex on another man. Being seen by her father made his penis seem especially delicious and excited her.

Because her father was watching, her desire had reached its limit. So, when she felt her father should be satisfied, she spat out his penis, then lay back and spread her legs. Her boyfriend, of course, immediately pounced on her and entered her without wasting any time. She cried out loudly, not only because she wanted her father to hear her reaction to being penetrated by her boyfriend, but also because she felt a pleasure she had never experienced with her boyfriend before. She knew, of course, that she was experiencing this pleasure because her father was watching her being fucked by another man. She thought that if she had known it would feel this good, she would have already arranged to do it with her boyfriend at home.

Xiaomin's boyfriend, of course, noticed her unusual reaction. After thrusting into her a few more times and receiving the same intense response, he asked, "You really like doing it at home?!"

Xiaomin wanted to honestly tell him the reason, but she only replied, "Mmm...yes...ah."

Hearing her reaction, he said, "We should come to your house more often!" Then he began to thrust into her vigorously.

Xiaomin groaned loudly as her boyfriend thrust so intensely. She hadn't expected to feel so good while making love with her boyfriend. She glanced through the crack in the door and saw her father's shadow, which amplified her pleasure, causing her to cry out in another orgasm.

Her boyfriend was surprised by her orgasm, but it also fueled his desire, so he immediately began to thrust into her forcefully and quickly. Xiaomin, of course, welcomed his vigorous movements and soon orgasmed again.

The fact that she orgasmed twice was unbelievable to her boyfriend, so he continued to thrust into her relentlessly. However, he too was betrayed by his rising desire. Because his desire was too high, he ejaculated prematurely than before, shooting his semen into her unsatisfied vagina.

Although he ejaculated prematurely, they were both breathless. When her breathing calmed down, she peeked through the crack in the door and found that her father had already left. She whispered in her boyfriend's ear, "From now on, we can only make love at my house." Becoming a moderator on Ellie's forum will grant you higher and unlimited privileges. Develop and enrich the sections you're interested in step by step; that sense of satisfaction awaits you.

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That night, Xiaomin didn't say a word while having dinner with her father. In fact, they hadn't spoken a word since her boyfriend left. Xiaomin didn't understand why her father was reacting this way, but she didn't know how to face him. They both knew she had a boyfriend and was having sex. But knowing and seeing it happen were vastly different.

After showering and brushing her teeth, she went into her father's room. She saw him lying on one side, seemingly asleep. She assumed they wouldn't have sex that night, so she went straight to bed, pulled the covers over herself, and tried to sleep. But her father turned over and began fondling her breasts from below with one hand, while his other hand slipped inside her panties from above, directly touching her genitals. He also started kissing her ears and the back of her neck.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiaomin asked in surprise. "You didn't say a word to me before, but now you want to just fuck me?"

Her father continued to touch her body for a while before saying, "I just didn't know how to bring it up..."

"Didn't know how to bring it up? Can't you express your feelings about me having sex with him?"

He pulled down her shorts and panties together, then lifted one of her thighs and inserted his penis into her from behind. "Ahhh, I've wanted to be inside you ever since I saw you having sex!"

Being penetrated by her father like this, and at the same time thinking about how her father had watched her have sex before, she felt a more intense pleasure than usual. "Mmm... So why did you wait until now to enter me!?"

he said as he began to penetrate her; "I've been not sure how to tell you..."

"Mmm... What should I say?" She herself wished she could feel her father's penis and sexual skills, which far surpassed her boyfriend's, sooner.

"When I saw you two having sex before, I really wanted to rush in and fuck you with him!" he said as he thrust into her more vigorously.

Although Xiaomin had never imagined being fucked by two men at the same time, his words excited her even more. But she didn't know why he had waited so long to tell her his feelings. "I don't dare say it... ah... um... and I don't have to... I don't have to... oh... oh... oh... all night without talking to me... um... or have sex with me sooner... sooner, okay?!"

"Because... oh... because I... I want... I really want to have sex with you with him..." He finished speaking and thrust into her as fast as he could.

As she groaned loudly, she understood her father's meaning. She understood that he wanted her to tell her boyfriend about their incestuous relationship and to arrange a threesome. It was only natural that he had waited so long to tell her. This was more serious than their incest. They could keep their secret forever, but if her boyfriend found out, things could get really bad. And he didn't know how she felt about a threesome. But her father was having sex with her so intensely, it felt so good, that she hadn't been able to answer. Only after her intense climax did she ask, "You... huff... huff... huff... do you want... want... huff... me... like Mommy...?"

Before her father could continue, he said, "Hoo... hoo... is that okay?"

"I can... huff... huff... but I want... to see what he... huff... thinks... about incest..."

Xiaomin

, of course, didn't know how to ask her boyfriend for his thoughts on incest. But it was her father's request, and the possibility of a threesome only intensified her desire, so she knew she had to find a way.

This was something she couldn't bring up with anyone, let alone her boyfriend. But she remembered he had asked her about her panties in the living room, so she deliberately left several worn panties scattered around, hoping he would see them when he came in, and then she would have a chance to bring up the threesome.

A few days later, when her boyfriend came into her house, he saw a bra and two panties in the living room, a bra and panties in the kitchen, and a thong in the bathroom. He said, "You have a very special relationship with your father!"

She was taking off her clothes and replied, "Really? Why do you say that?"

He sat on her bed, looking puzzled, and said, "You often take off your clothes at home, aren't you afraid he'll see you naked?"

Xiaomin knew she needed to answer him carefully. She then took off her bra and tossed it into a corner of the bedroom. "Do I need to be afraid of him seeing me?"

"Most girls are afraid of their fathers seeing them naked..."

"Really?" She then tossed her panties aside as well.

"Yeah."

She unzipped his pants and said, "What do you think my father would do if he saw me naked?"

Her boyfriend paused for a moment before saying, "I think he'd definitely pounce on you! And then fuck you good!"

Xiaomin felt that she might actually have a chance to have a threesome with him and her father. She felt that his words weren't because he was disgusted by incest; on the contrary, they seemed to amplify his desire. She unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down to his knees along with his underwear, revealing his erect penis. "Really?" she said, climbing on top of him.

"Ahhh, yeah!" he said as Xiaomin inserted his entire penis into her vagina.

She slowly moved up and down, then said, "So, do you think I should let him do it?!"

He didn't answer. She knew that most girls would find the topic disgusting and wouldn't continue having sex with a boyfriend who brought it up. Although he had already gone this far, it was indeed difficult for him to continue. She didn't ask him that question again for a moment, and continued her slow, up-and-down movements. Unexpectedly, he asked, "Would you let your father have sex with you?"

Although Xiaomin was afraid of the consequences of telling the truth, ever since she started having sex with her father, she had a urge to have anyone who wasn't family tell her she was an incestuous girl. And she believed her boyfriend must be interested in incest. So, disregarding everything, she said, "I've already let him have sex with me!"

Hearing her say that, her boyfriend was naturally very surprised, but as she expected, he wasn't offended by her words; instead, they excited him even more. He flipped her over and, using sexual skills Xiaomin had never imagined he possessed, vigorously fucked her. She felt almost the same pleasure as when her father fucked her, and even cried out several times, "Oh, Daddy!" She orgasmed instantly. But what surprised her even more was that he maintained his performance, continuing to fuck her until she orgasmed three more times before ejaculating into her vagina.

As she licked his penis clean, he asked, "Hoo...hoo...hoo...do you know you're having an incestuous relationship with your father?"

She nodded, still holding his penis in her mouth.

"Too...too...intense..." he said.

She spat out his penis and asked, "So... wow... do you want to... do something more intense!?"

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