[Urban] Dad's Sex with a Woman (Complete) - 4-6

The Father's Fault

(01)

Character Introduction: Me, my wife, my son Jie, and my daughter Min.

My daughter Min is thirteen years old and already a young girl, but every time her mother beats her, she makes her take off her pants and spank her.

This time, Min failed her Chinese exam, and her mother was furious when she found out: "You shameless thing, you always fail an exam. I'll beat you to death today. Take off your pants."

Min was wearing all black today, a black shirt and black pants. My daughter has grown up, and her breasts are gradually becoming more and more luscious. Sometimes even I, as her father, feel like I want to bite them, but I only think about it. After all, she is my daughter, and the ethical and moral principles have been deeply rooted in me for a long time.

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

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

Min dared not resist, and reluctantly unbuckled her belt, took off her outer trousers, revealing her two white thighs and her underwear. I couldn't help but fantasize about the crotch of those underwear... Actually, I'm a lustful person, and I often have fantasies. As my daughter grows up, these desires accompany her, but I never dare to express them.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Daddy, oh, it hurts!"

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

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

Father's fault (02)

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

"Does it feel good?" I asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Want to go dancing?" I asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

(03)

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

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

My heart was pounding, and I continued to challenge Min's lips. This time, Min did not run away and let me kiss her lips.

Min's lips were red and moist. I gently licked them. Min's eyes were tightly closed, seemingly lost in the warmth of the kiss. I held her tighter, her chest pressed against mine, and I could feel her heartbeat was twice as fast as usual.

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

My tongue swirled in Min's mouth, searching inside, slipping under her uvula, turning it up and down, swirling around. Min made soft moaning sounds.

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

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

"Okay!"

I put my arm around Min's slender waist and quickly walked into the private room. We went back into the private room and closed the door.

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

As time passed, Min's tongue began to enter my mouth, her little tongue exploring and gently brushing against mine. I held her mouth tightly, drawing her tongue deep into my mouth, which seemed to be in slight pain. I released her lips, turned them 45 degrees, and once again, sealed her lips with mine, sucking them even more firmly.

Min seemed never to have been so excited, embracing me passionately.

We kept changing our kissing positions—French, English, Italian… As time passed, I grew more and more excited, disregarding all ethics and morality. I held Min's hands and began to wander restlessly, my right hand roaming her back, my left hand reaching around to her front, stroking her head and neck.

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

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

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

Father's fault (04)

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

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

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

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

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

"Where are you sad? Daddy will rub it for you." Ignoring Min's incoherent words, I continued to stroke her chest, then reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Afterward, I pulled the bra down, revealing Min's breasts to me. The girl's breasts were already quite well-developed, her breasts standing high, the two small grape-like nipples erect and round, seemingly beckoning to her father.

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

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

I began to caress Min's lower body. Under her short skirt, my hand slid between her legs. Min was wearing stockings, and my hand gently caressed her thighs through the stockings. Min's thighs were full and firm, the kind of thighs a mature woman should have, I thought to myself. I rubbed Min's thighs, wanting to squeeze them hard.

Min's inner thighs were already soaked; sticky liquid seeped through her shorts, and I could feel it even through my hand.

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

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

I put Min on the sofa, spread her legs, and knelt in front of my daughter, burying my head in her private parts.

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

Father's fault (05)

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

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

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

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

"I'm so shy, Dad!" Min became even more shy, burying her head in my chest.

"Let's go home, take a good shower! Dad will pamper you!!!"

"Dad, you're so bad, so bad!" Min punched me with her little fists, and I wrapped my arms around her armpits and hugged her tightly. Min wouldn't let go.

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

Entering the house, I first checked on my son; he was already asleep, and my wife hadn't returned from her night shift.

I pulled Min into the bathroom, closed the door, and Min walked alone to the mirror. I approached from behind and embraced her breasts. That full, springy feeling emanated from my daughter's body, a fragrance wafting from her hair. I held Min's hands, kneading them incessantly, my hands roaming between her breasts—something many fathers had dared to dream of but never dared to do!

I couldn't wait any longer. My hands began unbuttoning Min's clothes. After her shirt was undone and her bra pulled off, Min was completely naked before her father.

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

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

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

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

(06)

I thought for a moment, then went back to my room, took off all my clothes, and put on only a long nightgown

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Father's fault (07)

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

"Min, are you menstruating?" I asked.

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

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

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

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

Lying in bed, I couldn't fall asleep. I was supposed to take my daughter's virginity tonight, but I didn't expect this to happen. My daughter has started her period. This means she has grown up, and I will have to take better care of her from now on... The sunlight was already on my face. It was time to get up. I got up and went out of the room. My son was washing his face in the bathroom, and my wife hadn't returned from her night shift yet. I went to the kitchen, where Min had already baked bread. Today, Min was wearing a pink dress. "Dad, it's time for breakfast!" Min was still busy spreading butter on bread. Looking at her from the side, my daughter, with her long hair flowing over her shoulders, her full breasts standing high, her curves exquisite, was truly breathtaking!

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

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

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

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

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

Min looked exceptionally elegant in her high heels, and the pink dress made my blood boil. I closed the door, and Min pounced on me and hugged my neck. My mouth pressed against Min's mouth, and our four lips closed in an instant. I kissed Min deeply, my tongue penetrating the inside of her mouth. Min's little tongue also roamed in my mouth, and our tongues intertwined tightly. The father's saliva and the daughter's saliva were inseparable.

(08)

Min's saliva was constantly being sucked into my mouth. I sucked hard into Min's mouth, and Min's tongue rolled between my tongues. I kissed Min wildly on her pink face, which turned bright red. I kissed Min's nose, her eyes, and her earlobes lightly, licking her earlobes and then biting them, my tongue entering her ear.

Min whispered, "Daddy, it feels like rain in my ears! Ah..."

My hands encircled Min's waist, moving along her outer garment until they reached her breasts. I cupped her breasts from below, my hands forming an arc around her peaks. I pressed down on her protruding breasts; they were so elastic. A daughter's body is always so alluring to her father. I rotated my hands, her breasts bouncing back up as I pressed them down. I kneaded them like I was holding two little rabbits, letting them bounce and play with them at will.

Min, seemingly oblivious, leaned against me, letting me hold her close. I sat on the bed, her head resting on my body, her body half-cushioned in my embrace. My hands began to unbutton her clothes. Min's red dress was incredibly elegant and captivating.

Slowly, one button, two buttons… the bra straps between Min's breasts were revealed. Further down, Min's white bra was exposed before me. The buttons on Min's clothes were completely undone, pushed to the sides of her body. Through her bra, I caressed Min's breasts, kneading them along with the bra. Min's high, firm breasts stood out, representing the coming of age of a new girl.

I lowered my head and kissed Min's fair neck. Her long, white neck, with her beautiful hair cascading down her sides, added to her delicate features. My hands moved to Min's armpits, where hair was beginning to grow. I lifted Min's hand and placed my mouth under her armpit, licking the newly grown hair. Min was also shy and wanted to let go, but I deliberately teased her, licking her armpits and gently biting them. She shook her arms repeatedly, saying, "Dad, it tickles! No, please..."

I seized the opportunity and said, "Then you have to listen to me later. Do whatever Dad tells you to do, and serve Dad well."

Min was infinitely shy and lowered her head slightly, saying, "Okay... okay... I'll listen to Dad, hurry... hurry... let me go!"

My lust was aroused. I left Min's armpits and slowly searched around her back, finally finding my way to her bra strap. As my fingers turned, Min's bra began to loosen and slowly fell down. I reached out and completely untied the bra strap. Min's bra was now off her body.

Her breasts, no longer protected by the bra, trembled slightly in front of me, showing Min's inner panic. I lowered my head and gently kissed Min's breasts. Her breasts stood high and firm, like a forest of trees. The areolas on her white breasts were like a touch of red among a hundred flowers, captivating my father's heart. I took one of Min's breasts entirely into my mouth, filling it completely, and sucked hard.

Imagine what it would be like to have a young girl's delicate breasts completely inside my mouth. Min's breasts were incredibly smooth. I released her breast, then took it in again, then released it again, playing with it wantonly. The nipples began to harden, wobbling as if they were about to fall off. I reached forward, grasped Min's breasts, and pinched them, making them indent, and swayed them from side to side.

Min was completely out of control. The person leaning against me had become burning hot; Min had entered a state of excitement.

(09)

I picked up Min and laid her flat on the bed. I took off her dress and panties and threw them on the ground. Min's stockings were flesh-colored, and her black high heels made her look incredibly sexy and alluring. In a father's eyes, his naked daughter was his lifelong happiness.

Min's full and firm thighs were partially hidden by the stockings, which stretched all the way to the base of her thighs, exposing her vulva to me. I spread Min's tightly closed thighs apart, and her pubic hair grew around her vulva, looking like weeds. I gently stroked Min's pubic hair. In the center of Min's lower body, there was a pink, moist slit, which was Min's labia. I bent Min's thighs and spread them apart, exposing Min's vulva to me.

How many fathers in the world have seen their daughters' naked lower bodies?

I gently and slowly inserted my fingers into Min's vulva, gently rotating them, inserting and pulling them out.

"Is it comfortable?" I asked.

"Ah...so good...Dad...Dad, go for it...ah..." Min murmured softly.

My fingers rubbed my daughter's vaginal opening, labia, and clitoris, then gradually increased the speed. Min was extremely excited, and her breath came in short, deep gasps.

I sat down next to Min, took her hand, and guided it to the depths of her father's thigh. I placed Min's hand on my glans through her pajamas. I wasn't wearing underwear today, only a set of pajamas. Min's hand pressed lightly, then stopped moving. I knew my daughter was inexperienced and didn't know how to please her father, so I guided Min's hand to wander between my legs, stroking my penis. Min gently grasped my hot glans, unsure of what to do. I taught her, guided her, and let her hand rub up and down on my glans.

I sat up straight and helped Min up. "Min, can you lick Daddy's lower part?"

Min nodded, knelt between my thighs, held my glans in her hands, looked at it, kissed it once, and then nothing happened. I had no choice but to teach her how to arouse a man. I guided Min's head towards my lower body, made her open her mouth, and pressed her head against my glans.

Min opened her mouth wide, taking a little in, and then I pressed her head down, my glans entering Min's mouth, gradually going deeper, all the way down, until Min made a painful sound in her throat. I then reduced the pressure, letting Min lift her head slightly, then pressed it down again, grabbing Min's hair and twisting it wildly.

"Min, bite a little, it feels good... Yes! Up, down..." I kept instructing Min. Min was very smart and learned quickly. In no time, she was already able to masturbate my glans herself, taking it in and spitting it out, saliva dripping down my huge penis, and liquid constantly seeping from the tip of my glans.

I was so excited. Just imagine, my father was leaning against the bed, his legs spread wide, a penis standing tall between his legs, and my naked daughter was kneeling between his legs, sucking his glans, her hair disheveled and hanging down on both sides of her head and neck, her breasts standing tall and waving in the wind.

Her naked lower body was only wearing a pair of stockings and high heels with pointed toes. After

playing with it for a while, Min pounced on me: "Dad, I'm so sad, I... ah... so sad..."

********************************************************************** I originally wanted to have sex with my daughter this time, but I didn't expect to write so much and not get to the point. I'm really sorry.

Father's fault (10)

I was so excited. I hugged Min, turned her body over, and laid her flat on the bed. I spread Min's thighs as wide as possible to expose my daughter's vagina more widely. Min's vulva was completely exposed to her father. I rolled over and entered between her legs, my erect penis gradually approaching her virgin territory, wanting to irrigate that untouched place.

My penis head was already pressed against Min's vulva. I reached out and grasped the head, gently tapping it against her vulva, rubbing it up and down against her labia. Her labia were already wet, lubricating fluid constantly flowing out, as if welcoming me. The head of my penis searched the entrance of Min's vulva, finally finding its way to the indentation. I lifted the head of my penis, pushing it slightly inward, breaking through the surface of Min's vagina. The head of my penis began to sink into Min's vagina. In an instant, I felt as if I were sinking into a swamp, a feeling of pressure as soft as a sponge yet as tight as a spring. Min's vagina was tightly gripping my penis. I continued forward, but the head of my penis was blocked. I knew it was Min's hymen. At this moment, I was incredibly excited, thrusting in wildly and forcefully. "Plop," the entire penis was submerged inside Min's body.

"Ah!..." Min couldn't bear the pain in that instant. Her facial muscles contorted, her face contorted in agony, and tears streamed down her cheeks. Min's hands gripped the sheets, her whole body convulsing as if in a spasm. That was the path a young girl inevitably takes when her virginity is broken. I could feel Min's vagina contracting for a moment, clamping down on my glans. I could feel Min's pain, that feeling of her vagina wanting to close tightly, yet being filled entirely by her father's glans. Her vaginal walls, unable to contract, could only clamp down on my penis. That unprecedented throbbing pain was now violating my beloved daughter.

"Daddy, it hurts, please, take it out, please... Waaah..." Min cried out.

"Good girl, Min, Daddy will stop and rest for a bit." I pressed down on Min, my muscles and Min's skin pressed tightly together. Min's breasts were pressed beneath me, soft and supple. Min's breathing was heavy, her panting heavily. Min wanted to close her thighs, but with me in the middle, she could only slightly bend her legs to lessen the pain.

I pressed down on Min, kissing her face repeatedly, occasionally her lips. My daughter, recovering from the pain, began to respond to me, her lips meeting mine, her four lips pressed together. I

began to pull my glans out of Min's vagina. Her vagina was somewhat dry; perhaps the intense pain had prevented her from producing enough lubrication. I applied pressure to the glans, making her move inside me. Min's vagina began to moisten. I pulled out, and with each movement of my glans, Min's vagina, being so small, was gripped tightly by the force of the previous penetration, causing her to pinch me desperately.

I no longer cared about my daughter's pain, pulling out the entire glans and sitting up.

Min was instantly relieved; her vagina closed, but she was no longer a virgin. I knelt between my daughter's legs, embracing her two full, firm thighs. I couldn't resist pinching her flesh-colored stockings. I hoisted her legs high onto my shoulders, her black high heels dangling from them.

I raised my glans, aiming it at the cleft of Min's flesh, where her juices flowed freely, and slowly inserted it. This time, Min responded, her buttocks rising to meet my penetration, and my glans was once again submerged inside her vagina. Looking up, Min and I were completely joined together; I couldn't see my glans anymore, it was fully inside her. Only our two pubic hairs were pressed tightly together—two pubic hairs related by blood!

************************************************************************** I've been considering whether to add a mother-son incestuous plot after the father-daughter relationship has ended.

Actually, the author doesn't particularly like mother-son incest, but a family lacking a mother-son relationship always seems to be missing something, not quite perfect.

In reality, mother-son incest is extremely rare. By the time the son is old enough to understand, the mother is already old. Moreover, in reality, mothers are usually more reserved, maintaining their love for their sons within the bounds of a normal relationship. Fathers are different. Most fathers have fantasized about their daughters' bodies, but they generally don't dare to go beyond the bounds of propriety. If there were no restrictions of propriety, incest between fathers and daughters would have become a social trend long ago.

I've said too much nonsense. In short, I hope that all netizens will give their opinions and share their views. I will continue my writing according to the ideas of most netizens.

In short, if I write about incest between mother and son, I will mainly focus on the greatness and profundity of maternal love, and describe the marginal behavior between mother and son as much as possible, and portray the mother's need for her son.

Father's mistake (11)

Min began to consciously lift her buttocks to facilitate my penetration. I inserted shallowly into Min's hole, moved two or three times, and then suddenly submerged my entire penis.

"Ah!" Min cried out.

My glans moved back and forth between my daughter's vagina. Min's vagina was full of sticky fluid that tightly wrapped my penis. What a wonderful feeling!

Min's vulva became increasingly lubricated, overflowing with vaginal fluid that trickled down her thighs, some sticking to our pubic hair. Our pubic hair was now intertwined, indistinguishable as to which belonged to the father and which to the daughter.

I continued thrusting my glans in and out of Min's paradise, from the entrance to the depths, my body churning with desire. Overwhelmed with excitement, I felt myself about to ejaculate, and to delay, I was forced to stop thrusting, my glans remaining motionless deep within her. I lowered Min's legs, pulling her stockings down to her calves, revealing her fair, jade-like thighs. I reached out and caressed them; they were my thighs, and I kneaded them.

Min's breasts now sagged precariously on either side, and I squeezed them, her breasts being ravaged by my hands, trying to escape my grasp.

I finally withdrew my glans and rested briefly. I manipulated Min's legs, gradually changing them from a V-shape to a straight line. I spread her thighs wide, exposing her naked vulva to me. Glistening, sticky fluid glistened on her pubic hair, which was still developing.

I kissed Min's thighs, my tongue licking her smooth skin, moving down her thighs and down her calves, still clad in stockings. Further down were Min's high heels, the heels high and stilettos. I couldn't resist grabbing her small feet and kissing her bare insteps.

"Min, come to Daddy, okay?" I asked.

Min didn't answer, her breathing was heavy, so I took her arms and pulled her up. I lay down, face up, legs together. Min sat beside me, reaching out to stroke my glans. My glans was erect, my lubricated penis covered in Min's fluids. I grasped my glans, my fingers playing with the tip. Unable to contain my lust, I grabbed Min's waist and pulled her onto me. Min spread her legs and sat on my lap.

"Sit on top, put it in!" I commanded.

Min reached down and grasped my glans, aiming it at her clitoris. She lowered herself, her buttocks facing down, and slowly sat down. My glans gradually disappeared into her vagina, little by little, until her buttocks were completely on top of me, my glans fully inside her. Min twisted her hips, lifting her buttocks as she sat down. I, in turn, thrust my hips forward, pushing my glans as deep as possible into her clitoris.

Seeing my daughter's wanton state, her flushed face, her fragrant sweat, her black hair cascading down her neck, clinging to her sweaty neck, only enhanced her beauty, making her even more captivating and breathtakingly beautiful. The sight stirred my heart, my lust intensified, and a surge of pleasure began to form in my lower body. Min's buttocks continued to stimulate my lower body, and the pleasure surged forth. I could no longer hold back; my glans tightened, and a stream of semen spurted out, all of it shooting into Min's body.

Oh my god! My daughter and I got together. My long-cherished dream finally came true. I finally got my daughter's first time. Min's virginity is now mine. Min gave it to her father.

I pulled out my limp penis. Min seemed exhausted and turned over to sleep on the bed.

********************************************************************** Author's opinion: The father-daughter relationship has developed to such a wild point that it will be difficult to make any further breakthroughs. Therefore, I tried to introduce the mother-son relationship as a starting point. Then, I appropriately inserted the father-daughter relationship as a seasoning to enhance the readability of the article. I wonder what you netizens think?

Father's fault (12)

Min lay next to me. My naked daughter was covered in sweat. I loved her dearly and put my arm around her shoulder so that she could lean on me. "Do you hate Daddy?"

"Daddy, am I no longer a virgin?" Min asked anxiously.

"You are already Daddy's woman. Do you regret it?"

Min did not answer and was shy. She seemed very tired and wanted to sleep.

I got up, pulled the blanket over my daughter's innocent body, and said, "Get a good night's sleep!" I went back to my room and fell asleep immediately.

For the next few days, my wife worked day shifts, and I was heartbroken at not being able to have sex with my daughter. That afternoon, I left work early to pick up my daughter. When I arrived at Min's classroom, she hadn't finished class yet. Peeking through the classroom window, I saw Min sitting in the back row. She was already quite tall for her classmates, likely due to early development. My daughter, not yet fourteen, already looked like an adult, with high breasts and full thighs.

Today, Min was wearing a white shirt and a snow-white long skirt, radiant and beautiful.

I wandered around the building. Min's teaching building had five floors; the bottom four were for classes, and the fifth floor mainly consisted of the library and various laboratories, which seemed to be rarely visited. I finally made it to the end of class. Standing at the classroom door, Min spotted me and skipped out, "Dad, what brings you here?"

"Dad came to pick you up after class!"

"Dad, it's so early! You still have one more class!"

"Dad's waiting for you." I gently patted my daughter's shoulder. "It's recess now, come with Dad."

I led Min straight to the top floor. The building was empty; school was almost over, and the teachers weren't there.

Min walked ahead of me, and I grabbed her breasts from behind. Min panicked a little. "Dad, someone might come."

"No, someone would make noise." I massaged Min's chest freely, rubbing her breasts through her clothes. My penis was already hard.

I pulled Min's hand close to my genitals. Min gently touched her genitals outside her pants, which excited me even more. I reached down and unzipped my pants, pulling out my already hard penis. I pressed down on Min's shoulders, and she obediently squatted down, opening her cherry-like mouth to swallow my glans. My penis moved in and out of my daughter's wet mouth at will, her little mouth yielding to my movements. Saliva dripped down from the glans to the base. And so, the father's warm penis continued to thrust in and out of his daughter's mouth.

I pulled Min up, lifted her skirt, and ran my hand down her thighs, pulling her panties down to her knees and then her calves. Min lifted her legs, and I took off her panties and put them in my pocket. Min's lower body was now bare. I turned Min's body around, making her press her hands against the wall, her upper and lower body at a 45-degree angle, her thighs spread wide. I spread Min's thighs as wide as possible, lifted her skirt, and Min's full buttocks were displayed in front of me. I held my penis head with one hand and held Min's waist with the other, pressing my penis head against Min's lower body, swaying it against her buttocks, and then pressing it against Min's vulva, inserting it into Min's vagina from behind. Min's vagina was incredibly lubricated, and my penis head was completely inserted in one go.

"Ah..." Min moaned softly.

I seized the time to thrust, occasionally pulling down the skirt covering her buttocks. I held Min's waist with both hands, my penis head moving continuously, Min's vaginal fluids overflowing.

"Ring ring..." The school bell rang, and Min suddenly woke up and stood up straight: "Dad, I have to go to class. Pull it out, Dad."

I reluctantly pulled out my penis, and Min quickly straightened her clothes. "My underwear, my underwear."

Min said.

"Never mind, don't wear it. People won't be able to tell if you're wearing a skirt." Min didn't argue and went downstairs after straightening her clothes.

"Dad will wait for you after class!" I called out.

The father's fault (13)

I waited for Min to finish class. My lust was rising because I hadn't satisfied my desire earlier.

I called home and told my wife that I was taking Min to her teacher's house for tutoring tonight and that I would be home late. My wife gave me a few instructions and then hung up. My wife was very at ease with her daughter. How could she have expected that the father and daughter would commit incest!

"Ring ring..." Finally, class ended. With Min, we left the school.

"Dad, where are we going?" Min asked.

"Let's go to the dance hall!"

We arrived at that dance hall again. Min was excited, clinging to me. I wrapped my arms around her waist and we stepped onto the dance floor.

The music started, and Min and I began to dance. Min was pressed close to me, my face close to hers. I tightened my grip on her, her chest pressing against mine.

The lights on the dance floor began to dim, slowly going out completely. In the darkness, I heard Min's heavy breathing. My lower body began to harden. I grabbed Min's shoulders and pressed down. Min obediently knelt down, stroking my glans through my pants.

I became even more excited, my hard glans feeling like it would burst through my pants. Min's hands moved like snakes across my lower body, slowly unzipping my zipper. Min skillfully pulled out my penis, the burning glans held in her cold little hand. Min rubbed and teased it.

I grabbed Min's hair, pulling her close to my lower body. Min's small mouth was already touching my glans. She grasped my glans and put it in her mouth. My glans was submerged, all the way down to Min's throat. I thrust in and out wantonly, making piston-like movements, my glans sliding in and out of my daughter's mouth. Everyone around us was dancing; who knew someone was performing oral sex next to us?

My genitals were sticky, Min's saliva constantly dripping down my glans, and semen dripping from the tip. I stroked Min's face, letting my daughter play with her father's penis.

When the music ended, I snapped out of my reverie and quickly pulled my daughter up. I had just put my things back in my pants when the lights started coming on.

I was a little clumsy and needed to cover my lower body. Min helped me back to our private room. I closed the door and eagerly pounced on my daughter, pushing her down onto the sofa, lifting her skirt. Min's lower body was naked; her shorts were still in my pocket.

I pulled out my glans, spreading Min's legs wide, her tender vulva completely exposed before me. I knelt before my daughter, burying my head between her legs, greedily sucking her own juices. Min's lower body was wet, her pink vulva slightly parted, juices flowing freely. I wantonly licked that untouched river, the river belonging to my own father.

My glans was already throbbing, so I half-sat up, aimed my glans at her vulva, and gently pushed in, my glans slipping into Min's labia, a sensation of being tightly enveloped by a sponge washing over me.

I gradually increased the force, my glans penetrating deeper into Min's vulva, my father's glans penetrating my daughter's vulva, completely submerged between her legs.

I thrust in and out, "splash, splash..." juices overflowing, my glans rubbing against her vagina, Min's face flushed, her eyes tightly closed, welcoming her father into her body.

The sensation of my glans thrusting inside my daughter's vulva was incredibly exciting for a father, so I quickly reached my climax, a stream of hot semen gushing into my daughter's body.

Father's Fault (14)

On the way home, I held Min tightly around the waist, intimately close.

On the following day off, I suggested that we all go swimming at the beach. My wife didn't want to go; she preferred to stay home and watch TV. My son wanted to go out and play soccer. Only Min enthusiastically agreed, so my wife asked me and my daughter to go with her.

The sky was clear, and the sea was as blue as the sky. Min changed into the swimsuit I bought for her. It was a bright red, low-cut swimsuit with a very low neckline. The bottom of the swimsuit was split, with one piece in the back and one in the front, and there were buttons at the crotch area to fasten it.

Min can't swim, so I'm here today to teach her. There weren't many people at the beach, just couples and friends in small groups. Min and I went into the water in a less crowded spot. Min clung tightly to me, and I wrapped my arms around her waist. Our footprints were left on the beach. The seawater gradually rose over our feet, splashing against our legs. Min and I gradually walked into deeper water.

The water gradually reached my chest, almost up to Min's neck. Min was a little scared and clung tightly to me.

"Min, Daddy will teach you to swim. Come on, float..."

Min's legs left the water and floated up. I supported her body in the water: "Spread your legs, kick them back..."

I instructed Min, but she seemed to be a natural swimmer. After swallowing a few mouthfuls of water, she became even more frightened.

My hands cupped Min's breasts, caressing them wantonly in the water. Min's full breasts, her wet hair clinging to her face, her innocent face—as her father, I was mesmerized. Min lowered her head shyly, and I lifted her chin. Gazing at my daughter, I felt the reward of years of raising her. Her body was my everything. My heart pounded. My hand slipped down Min's collar and into her breasts, caressing her wet but fully developed breasts. Touching my daughter's body, I felt a strange mix of emotions, a lustful desire to possess her deeply surging within me. Stroking her soft breasts, I became even more excited.

Min was very shy, leaning against me and holding me tightly. The seawater was already up to my neck. Min was completely submerged; she couldn't touch the bottom, so she could only cling to me. I felt the impact of her chest against me, that surging sensation coming from my own daughter.

My lower body was fully erect, and my hands roamed over my daughter's full body, constantly feeling the sensations emanating from her entire being. Min had smooth buttocks, a delicate waist, firm thighs, and soft breasts. Underwater, I didn't have to worry about anyone seeing my hands.

In my arms, Min's face, covered in water droplets, was flushed and she became even more shy. Fortunately, there were few people in this section of the sea. My hands caressed my daughter's private parts, unbuttoning the buttons at the top of her thighs, so Min's lower body was no longer covered.

I brazenly felt Min's genitals, which were soaked in water. Her pubic hair seemed to float in the water. Min's lower body was wet, and my hands rubbed at the entrance of Min's vagina. Because of the water, I could easily penetrate Min's vagina. My middle finger went in and out of Min's vagina. Protected by the water, Min's vagina became very loose, as if her vagina was wider than usual.

************************************************************************** These days, the author has been away on a business trip, so the article has not been updated for several days. Today, I saw online that so many netizens are looking forward to my article, which moved me very much, so I will definitely publish it as soon as possible. Thank you all for your concern!

Father's Fault (15)

My lower body was already hard, so I made Min hug my neck tightly and spread her legs to hook me. I held Min's waist with one hand and held my penis with the other, aiming it at my daughter's vagina. The glans was already inside. I held Min's hand and pressed it down slightly. Min's body gradually pressed down, and the glans rubbed against the vaginal wall of my daughter, slowly entering and gradually disappearing completely.

At this time, the water was almost submerging Min's pink neck. Min opened her mouth and desperately breathed, unable to tell whether it was chest tightness or excitement. I held my daughter's waist with both hands, sometimes lifting her up and sometimes pressing her down. So Min's body tightly wrapped around my penis, tightly joined together. It was the union of father and daughter, a betrayal of human ethics.

I was incredibly excited and kissed Min's lips passionately. Min didn't back down; our lips met tightly, her little tongue swirling in my mouth as she murmured, "Ah... Daddy... I want you... Ah... Ah... I want to be your woman... Ah... For you... Dear Daddy... Daddy... Ah... Harder... I belong to Daddy... I want to give myself to Daddy... Ah... Dear Daddy... Ah... Ah ah... I want to unite with Daddy... Ah... Dear Father..."

“My dear daughter… Daddy wants you… wants you… incest… incest… ah… so good… my dear daughter… I want your grandma… my dear daughter… my good daughter… for your dear daddy… ah ah… do it… Daddy wants you every day… misses you… wants you… my dear daughter… give me your union…”

The feeling of incest with my own daughter deeply stimulated me. The feeling of having sex with my own daughter made me feel incomparably excited. My daughter’s naked body, her pure white body, was what I thought about every day. My daughter’s breasts, from the day she was born, I had caressed them, watching them gradually rise before my eyes. I watched my daughter’s thighs gradually become fuller before my eyes, watching the pubic hair gradually grow on her thighs. The more

I thought about it, the more excited I became. Now, as the fantasy gradually became reality, my lower body and her sensitive lower body were intertwined. My excitement had reached its peak. It was a sensory stimulation that had surpassed the direct feeling I had in my daughter’s flesh. So I ejaculated. The warm semen, carrying my genes, rushed towards my daughter’s vagina.

At that moment, I felt it was time to get my daughter pregnant, to let her carry my child.

On the way home, I told Min my thoughts. Min was silent for a long time, only saying, "Dad, I'll listen to you."

I felt that my relationship with my daughter shouldn't end like this; I wanted to have a child with her, to let our love be crystallized. October 16th, The Father's Fault Sequel

01.

In the camping tent by the sea, our family was setting up our beds. Tonight, our whole family would be camping on the beach. The tent was small, only enough for two beds. My wife and I discussed how to sleep. I suggested that the two of us sleep in one bed, and the two children in another.

My wife disagreed, saying she wouldn't feel comfortable with the children sleeping alone. So I jokingly said, "Then do you want to sleep with our son?" Unexpectedly, my wife said without hesitation, "Why not!" And so it was settled.

My wife and son went out to gather some branches for a barbecue, while Min and I stayed in the tent to set up the beds. Min busied herself with making the beds, while I sat to the side smoking and watching her.

Min was dressed exceptionally beautifully today, in a black dress and black sandals. Her long, black hair cascaded over her shoulders, the only exception being her snow-white neck, which possessed a dazzling radiance.

As Min bent over tidying up, I stubbed out my cigarette and walked behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist and pressing my lower body against her buttocks. Min turned her head, and I kissed her cherry lips, my tongue gently sliding into her mouth. My

black hair fluttered beside her face, enhancing her beauty. I kneaded Min's breasts through her clothes, and she seemed aroused, her body writhing like a snake.

Leaving Min's lips, I rested my head on my daughter's back and gently lifted Min's skirt.

"Dad, Mom and they'll be back."

"Not so soon, it'll take them at least half an hour to gather firewood!"

I took off Min's underwear, lifted her skirt to her waist, revealing her white buttocks. Slightly parting her legs, I pulled out my already hard penis and slowly inserted it into Min from behind. Min's vulva was wet, and my penis moved without resistance, penetrating my daughter's warm, moist vagina until it was completely hidden at the entrance, slowly pumping in and out.

The intense pleasure of incest with my daughter overwhelmed me, my penis inserted into her delicate, soft body. The intense experience of incest with my own daughter made me increase my strength, thrusting wildly. The constant friction between my daughter's vaginal fluid and my penis made "splish...plop..." sounds.

My hands grasped Min's chest, wanting to hold her breasts in my own hands; the feeling of possessing every part of my daughter's body swept over me intensely. The feeling of holding my young, beautiful daughter's still-developing breasts was incredibly pleasurable. I wanted to possess my daughter forever; that was my true thought at that moment.

Min occasionally let out soft moans, the room filled with an atmosphere of lust. Stroking my daughter's dark hair, gently kissing her flawless neck, and embracing her soft waist, I was immersed in lewdness when I heard the voices of my wife and children outside—they had returned.

For a moment, Min seemed to feel immense fear; her vagina contracted sharply, my penis tightly enveloped by her. Min's face turned pale instantly, and I could feel the cold sweat on my hands holding her head and neck.

Min whispered, "Daddy, Mommy's back! Quick, take it out!"

Min's pitiful and helpless expression only excited me more. I thrust even harder, intense pleasure coursing through me, a stream of warm semen spraying into my daughter's vagina.

I pulled out my still-erect penis, shoved it back into my pants, pulled down Min's skirt, and sat down on the edge of the bed with her. My wife and children came in, completely oblivious to what was happening, but I noticed that Min's clothes were almost soaked with sweat!

Father's Misdeeds Sequel 02

After dinner, we played on the beach. Min and I, my wife and Jie, split into two groups to play games.

Looking at the petite and delicate Min, all I wanted was to possess her, to abuse her, to ride on my daughter, to insert my father's penis into her vagina, to plunge into the waves of incest.

We found a quiet spot on the beach. A rock rose up, like a natural barrier, blocking the view of tourists, but not the father's lewd gaze. His hands reached for his daughter's increasingly full breasts. Having been baptized in incest since childhood, the daughter didn't back down. Her little hands went straight for her father's penis. Through my pants, Min rubbed it for me. What a sweet daughter!

Their lips met in mid-air, he sucked on his daughter's cherry lips, their lips mingling, a true lovers' kiss, a genuine father-daughter kiss. Their bodies intertwined, saliva seeping into his daughter's mouth, his tongue swirling inside, entwining with hers like two intertwined snakes, unwilling to separate, wanting only her. His

hand, holding Min, moved, sliding from her neck under her low-cut swimsuit, caressing her soft breasts. I felt a surge of lust, and without caring if anyone saw, I unbuttoned Min's swimsuit. Min obediently followed suit, and soon, they were both naked.

Min's alluring breasts were displayed before me, her pink areolas swelling. I lowered my head and took my daughter's entire breast into my mouth, sucking on her nipple, listening to her alluring moans: "Ah...so good...Daddy...ah!"

Suddenly, I pushed Min down onto the sand. I wanted to be the strong one, to conquer my daughter's body. I parted Min's full and elastic legs; between them, pubic hair was beginning to grow, and her delicate labia were slightly parted, revealing her pink vulva. I buried my head between her thighs, my tongue lightly licking her clitoris, and my daughter let out satisfied, rapid moans.

Kneeling between Min's legs, I held my already thick penis and aimed it at my daughter's private parts. The castle that had only ever been opened to her father—I slowly thrust in, the glans reaching the entrance of her labia, then slowly penetrating. Lubricated by her vaginal fluids, the glans was swallowed by her soft vagina. In the warm, comfortable vagina, my penis continued to thrust in, until finally, it was completely submerged within my daughter's vagina. My daughter cried out repeatedly: "Daddy...intowards, it feels so good...move...ah...so good...dear Daddy...ah...dear Daddy...I want it!"

I lingered deep inside my daughter for a moment, then slowly pulled my penis out. It was sticky, covered in her fluids. I pulled it out, then inserted it again, moving my body around the entrance, trying to rotate my penis inside her so it could reach every part of her body. Her hips moved in rhythm with my movements, and she seemed extremely satisfied, her face showing excitement. Her two little breasts swayed on her body; I felt both love and tenderness, holding them tightly in my hands.

I rolled my daughter over, making her lie face down on the sand, her buttocks raised. I knelt behind her, my glans penetrating even deeper, completely hidden inside her. I frantically rotated my penis, inserting and withdrawing… the feeling of excitement filled the sand until all my semen was ejaculated into her body.

Exhausted, we lay down on the sand. Suddenly, a thought struck me: "Min, how about Daddy takes some nude photos of you?"

My daughter immediately agreed, posing in the sand, and I took some sexy nude photos of her.

After our camping trip, we started our journey home… Caring

for My Daughter

Author: Dingdangmao

Since my daughter turned fourteen, her breasts have gradually developed, and her buttocks have slowly become more prominent, showing signs of female characteristics. She has become very emotional, with fluctuating moods and a strange personality. She suffers from insomnia at night, has difficulty concentrating in class during the day, and her grades have dropped from first place to over twentieth, with a continuing downward trend. I'm at my wits' end, unable to find a solution. One day, while browsing online, I came across an article titled "Let Your Daughter Enjoy Sex," suggesting that my daughter experience sexual intercourse and achieve sexual satisfaction. It seemed like a brilliant idea; why not give it a try? Thus, I devised a plan to develop my daughter's virginity.

My wife works the night shift every Wednesday and Friday. I decided to carry out this plan on Friday night. I prepared birth control pills and a white handkerchief. This was my daughter's first time, and I wanted her to experience the true meaning of life. On Friday night, I told my daughter that if she took the two pills, she would definitely sleep well. My daughter believed me and took the pills, but by 11 o'clock she was still tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. I went to my daughter's room and asked her, "Why aren't you asleep yet?" "Daddy, those pills are fake. I can't sleep even after taking them." "Can't sleep? What are you thinking about?" My daughter didn't answer. "Can I sleep with you?" My daughter nodded, and I crawled into her bed, telling her how much I loved her. I stroked her hair and leaned close to her ear, sucking on her earlobe, moving from her earlobe to her neck, and then to her chin. Then, I gently moved her chin, put my mouth to her little mouth, and used my tongue to pry open her lips and stick my tongue inside. This was my daughter's first kiss. At the same time, I slipped my hands inside my daughter's bra, pinching her right nipple with my thumb and forefinger. It was the first time my daughter had been kissed and touched by a man, and she became incredibly excited. Her breasts were like under-risen buns, small and elastic, with her nipples erect—a place many fathers longed for but never had. I kneaded her breasts with both hands. My daughter's heart raced, and her breathing became rapid. I gradually moved my hands down her breasts, until they reached the mons pubis where pubic hair had just begun to grow, and gently scratched it. The intense sexual desire made her part her legs, and her little buttocks arched upwards. The hand that had been scratching her pubic hair slowly moved down, finding the slightly parted vulva. Two fingers slid down the groove, first touching the clitoris. She gently pinched the clitoral hood between her fingers and slowly pushed up and down. Soon, she felt her clitoris swell even more, the nerves inside throbbing. She touched her erect clitoris with the tip of her middle finger, moving it down the shape of her vulva until the last joint of her middle finger pressed against the clitoris. She then gently rubbed her vulva with her entire hand. Then she pulled her fingers upwards, straightened her middle finger, and slid it down from the tip of her fingertip to the entrance of her vagina. Her daughter let out a loud moan of pleasure, her outstretched hands suddenly clenched, and her whole body trembled. Lying on the bed, her body finally shook violently. She frowned, clenched her teeth, and kicked her legs, her lower body twisting and turning. Her small vulva trembled, like lips quivering in cold weather.

The time was right. I turned on the light, undressed my daughter, and placed a white silk cloth under her buttocks. She was so white, her nipples, no bigger than cherries, so small and adorable, resting on her budding, firm breasts. A fourteen-year-old girl, not yet fully developed, her slender waist and long, thin legs exuded youthful charm, and at the heart of this charm was her vulva. Beneath her flat stomach, where her legs met, her mons pubis rose high, just beginning to sprout fine hairs.

I pressed my face against her mons pubis, inhaling the unique scent of a virgin. Then, I kissed her labia, and she shuddered. To my surprise, her erect clitoris peeked out from her tightly closed vulva.

I looked at the pink cleft between her snow-white thighs, spread wide, the clearly defined petals revealing a pale pink opening. I pinched her erect clitoris again with my fingers. Although my daughter's body was still small, her clitoris was already like an adult's. I felt my erect penis burning like a hot iron.

The flush on my daughter's face began to spread down her neck, and soon her snow-white, swollen breasts turned pink. I bent down and took her erect nipple into my mouth, sucking on it. At that moment, I heard my daughter moan softly, "Daddy...Daddy..."

I was very excited and said to her, "My good daughter, Daddy is going to deflower you, to make you a real woman. From now on, you won't have insomnia anymore. Remember, you can't tell anyone."Tears welled up in my daughter's eyes. "Dad, how am I supposed to get married?" "My silly daughter, even if you sew it up, you'll still be a virgin." My daughter just nodded. So, I climbed on top of her, gently pressing down on her, using my legs to spread her legs as wide as possible, creating an opening in her vulva. I parted her labia majora with one hand, and with the other hand, I guided my penis towards her vaginal opening—a place I had longed for but dared not reach. Then, I gently lowered my hips, feeling my thick, hard penis finally stretch open her vagina. I slowly moved my hips, using force to gradually insert the head of my penis into her body. Her vagina was very small; only halfway in did I feel a great pressure. Suddenly, I felt the pressure lessen, indicating that the head of my penis had fully entered her vagina. When I pushed harder, I felt significant resistance, indicating that my penis had reached her hymen.

To prevent the excruciating pain of breaking her hymen, I held my daughter tightly, and with all my might, I thrust forward, my entire thick penis breaking through her hymen and penetrating her still-developing vagina.

"Ah... Daddy... it hurts..." The intense pain caused my daughter to cry out, her tender little body tensing like a bow, then trembling uncontrollably, breaking out in a cold sweat. Her small vagina contracted spasmodically, but I had no other choice but to hold my daughter's trembling body tightly and insert my penis even deeper.

The intense pain caused my daughter's small body to spasm uncontrollably. Excitement, unparalleled excitement, made it impossible to thrust; I could only hold my daughter's body, panting heavily, resisting the waves of orgasmic pleasure. My daughter's vagina, gripping her own father's penis, spasmed as if reaching orgasm, finally making me lose control. A jet of semen, like a powerful spurt, shot deep into my daughter's young and delicate body. It took me a long time to climb off my daughter, carefully keeping the white silk stained with her blood and vaginal fluid.

That night, I fell asleep holding my naked daughter.

The next morning, my daughter was even more alluring, saying sweetly, "Daddy, I love you! You gave me not only life but also joy."

From then on, whenever my daughter had sexual needs, I always gave her enough. Stimulated by semen, birth control hormones, and my caresses, my daughter developed even more captivatingly, her grades improved dramatically, and she achieved the highest score in the city at the end of the semester. My wife asked, puzzled, "Why has our daughter changed so much?" I replied that it was probably because she often drank the soy milk I made, making her smarter.

Fathers who love their daughters, if your daughter is also troubled by sexual desire, why not give it a try? Why should the daughter we raised with our own hands be enjoyed by others? The "first choice" should belong to the father. As for

my stepfather

, the reason I live there is because my mother married my current stepfather. I don't know what brought them together. I only know that he is two years younger than my mother. And at first, I found him somewhat effeminate, so I didn't particularly like him. Why my mother remarried with her child, and then had to endure a sissy man, is puzzling. However, the truth is that my stepfather couldn't resist my mother's beauty and married her.

He was attracted to my widowed mother's looks and had several matchmakers propose marriage. Of course, there were other suitors as well. However, because my deceased father was poor, my mother insisted that her remarriage must be to a man with a house and no children. Therefore, my mother married my stepfather, who possessed these qualities, which didn't bring me any joy.

Both my mother and stepfather wanted me, a high school graduate, to stay home and learn housework.

My mother told me that my stepfather worked as a design manager at a company specializing in women's underwear. His monthly salary was more than enough to support my mother and me. Moreover, we lived in our own house, so there was no rent to pay, making our lives even more comfortable.

My mother, who had worked continuously since my father's death, finally found a comfortable second spring through remarriage, and from then on, she no longer had to struggle for a living. Although her life was settled, my mother didn't give up her current job. Her company even hoped she would continue working there after marriage, just as she had before.

Sometimes, my mother would go on business trips to distant places and be away from home for several days. During these times, I had to prepare meals for my stepfather and me, and do the housework my mother was supposed to do. Even when my mother wasn't home, my stepfather treated me the same as always, even better.

Then one day… my mother was away on a business trip that night. Surprisingly, a storm was raging outside, one that seemed out of place for the season. I was too scared to sleep on the second floor, so I ran downstairs to my stepfather's bedroom.

He was undoubtedly my stepfather, and I thought he wouldn't have any impure thoughts about me, whom he treated like his own daughter. Besides, I had been living there for a while and hadn't seen him do anything wrong. Moreover, compared to my doubts, I found the storm far more terrifying.

I put my bedding on my stepfather's bed, and he was getting ready to sleep.

"Dad, I'm sorry! I really shouldn't have bothered you like that..."

"Why do you say that! It's only natural for your daughter to sleep in the same room as her father!"

I couldn't detect any displeasure on my stepfather's small-eyed face.

"Well then... Dad, please rest!"

I said to my stepfather after making my bedding, and then quickly crawled into bed.

Perhaps this was the first time my stepfather had slept with me, so he seemed to have difficulty falling asleep, tossing and turning several times. I was also scared by the loud sound of the storm and burrowed under the covers, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Then, a strong gust of wind blew by, followed by a thud, as if something had fallen.

"It seems something was damaged by the wind, I'll go check."

My stepfather said as he quickly left the room, climbed up to the second floor to check, and came down about four or five minutes later.

"It's nothing, it was just the door, Kyoko... I... my hands are dirty..."

It was probably because the wind had blown away a lot of dust.

"Kyoko, you've been cooking for me a lot lately, it must be hard work. Your hands must have gotten quite rough! Let me see..."

He said, taking my hand and holding it tightly.

"No... it's not as rough as you think, I'm just cooking for you, Dad..."

I said, trying to pull my hand away, but he held it firmly.

My stepfather first played with my little finger, then looked closely at my palm, and suddenly he pinched my fingertips together with a "whoosh" sound.

For a moment, I was startled.

"Dad, it's late, go to sleep!"

I said, trying to pull my hand away, but this time I couldn't.

"Kyoko, you have such beautiful hands! So different from your mother's."

"No... Mom's..."

Before I could finish, my stepfather suddenly moved closer, placing his hand on my shoulder. He whispered in my ear, "Kyoko... let me hold you tonight!"

What tempting words! I didn't answer, just stared at his face without moving.

He continued, "Kyoko, okay...?"

I tried not to overthink it. Maybe he just saw me as an ordinary woman. Or maybe he just wanted to express his affection by hugging me. But I kept thinking like that.

I was terrified, like a frog seeing a snake, my heart pounding.

Then my stepfather hugged me tighter and pressed his lips to mine, beginning to kiss me. But I clenched my teeth, keeping my lips tightly shut.

"Come on...come on! Open your lips and stick your tongue out..."

Hearing him say that, I carefully and slowly stuck out my tongue, little by little. I don't know why I was willing to do this, but my body was still trembling!

"Wow! That's great, stick it out...stick it out a little more!" As soon

as I stuck out my tongue as he said, my stepfather couldn't wait to suck on it, and he also stuck out his tongue for me to suck on.

He wrapped his right arm around my shoulder and continued kissing me, while his left hand slipped under my pajamas from the front, slowly sliding down to my lower abdomen and between my thighs, playing with my pubic hair.

After a while, my stepfather stretched out his hand, his fingers circling my voluptuous area. After circling my labia majora and minora a few times, he finally slid his fingers onto my labia, stroking my clitoris and vulva, and then slowly inserted them into my genitals.

Although my boyfriend had touched me like this before, I couldn't resist my stepfather's strong hand, and finally he forcefully inserted it.

My stepfather inserted a finger into my warm and moist genitals, wriggling it in circles. This made my breathing quicken, and I felt a pleasure both psychologically and physically. As I became more excited, I could feel my stepfather's arms tightening around me, which aroused me even more.

Suddenly, my stepfather laid me on my back on the bed, spread my legs, and straddled me. He pulled out his hard, thick penis and smeared it with saliva.

When I saw that rock-hard, enormous penis, I was overcome with lust. Although I had heard of such a huge penis before, the thought of it penetrating a woman's body was unimaginable.

Ignoring my thoughts, my stepfather was smearing saliva on my sister! Then he positioned his penis at the entrance of my vagina, placed his hands on my shoulders, and forcefully thrust it in with a "thud."

The moment his penis entered,

"Ah...it hurts...ah...it hurts..."

I couldn't help but cry out. I wasn't faking it; I genuinely felt the pain.

My stepfather quickly pulled out. But a moment later, he thrust his enormous penis into me again with even greater force.

The pain was still the same.

"Ugh... Ah... Stop... No... No, it hurts so much!"

I screamed, my face probably contorted with pain by now!

"Hmm... I understand... Ah... Then next time!"

my stepfather coaxed me, then went back to his bed.

"What happened tonight, Kyoko, is a secret between the two of us! Do you understand?"

he said in a mature tone, without a trace of effeminacy, it seemed I had accepted him.

The next morning, I didn't see my stepfather who had been so rude and provocative to me the night before, probably because he was embarrassed! He had even left for work without eating breakfast.

Because I had been violated last night, I got up early to take a shower, carefully examining my genitals where my stepfather had rubbed and penetrated them. It still hurt so much! What exactly had hurt me? I used my fingers to repeatedly part my labia to check, but I found nothing unusual, it was completely normal.

That put my mind at ease. I patted my chest and washed my perineum with peace of mind before returning to my room to sleep and make up for the lack of sleep the night before.

I don't know how long I slept before someone shook me awake. Still half-asleep, I barely opened my eyes and saw my stepfather, who had abused me the night before, standing in front of me.

"Kyoko, are you feeling unwell?"

he asked me worriedly.

"Oh...no, nothing's wrong!"

"That's good, it's good that you're alright. I was worried about what happened last night, so I rushed back to see you early..."

He spoke in a soft, womanly voice as he placed his hand on my shoulder and stared at my face, while his other hand slipped between my thighs.

Meeting my stepfather's malicious gaze, I shifted my body, wanting to resist, but my body remained frozen in place.

Soon his right hand was inside my underwear, his fingers rudely scratching the pubic hair on my private parts. He moved forward, his fingers stroking, and soon reached my vulva. Instantly, my vulva became wet, and he slipped his middle finger inside.

"Ah! Here we go again, my stepfather succeeded again," I thought, but said nothing. With his gentle caresses, my body trembled with each soft "plop."

I knew my face was burning, and even my ears were red. Then he quickened his pace, moving his finger in circular motions inside my vulva.

My face probably showed pleasure! That's why he used one hand to pull off his trousers and underwear, then slipped into my bed.

He hugged and kissed me, while playing with my clitoris, labia, and clitoral hood with his fingertips. Needless to say, I was breathing heavily with excitement.

After a while, he made me lie on my back again, and straddled me like he had the night before. Then he pulled out his huge, black penis and forcefully thrust it into my vagina.

The pain surged up again, and my stepfather said to my stiff body, "No, try to keep your body flexible. If you don't relax, you won't feel any pleasure."

Even so, I wished he would just insert his fingers.

By this time, my perineum was gushing out copious amounts of vaginal fluid like a fountain. Was this the source of love?

My stepfather kissed me gently.

"Then tonight, I'll slowly make you happy!"

he said, then pulled out his penis and only rubbed me with his fingers.

My mother was away on business and wouldn't be home tonight. It seemed my stepfather had already contacted my mother's company. Tonight... tonight I'm going to be fucked again. I didn't feel any sweet anticipation of an orgasm; instead, I felt a bit disgusted. Sigh! I was filled with mixed feelings.

Dinner was definitely going to be another hassle! Unexpectedly, my stepfather ordered a lavish dinner from a Chinese restaurant.

He opened a bottle of smuggled brandy, poured a glass, diluted it with water, and gave it to me.

"Brandy is a fine drink for gentlemen and ladies!"

he said, urging me to drink.

I happily enjoyed a long-awaited Chinese meal, and it was great that I didn't have to clean up the mess. My stepfather went back to his room and continued drinking his brandy.

Of course, I sat beside him, and whenever my glass was empty, he would immediately refill it. At this moment, I was in a very good mood, my face flushed, and I even hoped that my stepfather would hurry up and do it to me! I was really looking forward to it.

As I was thinking, my stepfather grabbed me and pushed me down onto the sofa where I was sitting, holding down my feet and quickly pulling down my pants.

The room was brightly lit, and the light shone directly on my genitals. I was a little embarrassed and squeezed my legs together, but this did not affect my stepfather. He was applying saliva to my genitals with his finger, then quickly inserted a finger into my vagina. When his finger reached the tip, my body trembled again.

I was now extremely excited and couldn't control myself; I think my stepfather felt the same way!

That thick, hard penis was now caressing my clitoris, and then my stepfather, holding it with both hands, used his waist strength to "plop" it into my vagina, feeding me. The feeling of the glans inside my vaginal walls was...

"Ah...it hurts...no...no...wait...Daddy...wait..."

I screamed in pain.

My stepfather was startled, got up and pulled out to check. There was bleeding from my vagina. He then carefully and gently wiped it with cotton balls he had prepared beforehand. Even seeing the blood-stained cotton balls, he remained unfazed and proceeded with the second insertion.

When it ended, I still only felt pain. It was like driving a nail into a flat place, but only during insertion.

The next morning, after my stepfather had been rubbing my breasts for a while, he inserted his huge penis again, with the same result.

This time, he seemed worried.

"Kyoko, if you can't become a real woman..."

he said.

"No... I don't think it should be like this. Dad, I must put this in once... otherwise you..."

Perhaps because I was at home, I wasn't prepared at all.

"Yes... yes, next time we'll find a good hotel and try!"

And that was the end of it.

That day, my mother, who had just returned from her business trip, looked at me and said, "Kyoko, are you feeling unwell?"

I hadn't expected her to ask me that, and my heart started racing.

"Um...nothing's wrong...I'm fine..."

I absolutely couldn't let my mother know about my relationship with my stepfather, so I had to be extra careful from now on.

About five days later, I told my mother that I was going with friends to prepare for a class reunion and would be back late.

Around four o'clock, I left home. Of course, I wasn't going on a date with friends; I was rushing to the S Hotel in Shinjuku for a meeting with my stepfather, who was waiting for me there.

This was completely different from before. Now, I was rushing to the meeting, looking like I couldn't wait to taste a man's penis.

Upon arriving at the S Hotel in Shinjuku, I was led into a romantically decorated room. The air was wonderful, and most importantly, it made me relax naturally.

"Come on... Kyoko... take off your shoes! Take off your coat too!"

My stepfather had already changed into a yukata from the hotel.

As I turned around and took off my clothes, removing my skirt, underwear, and other garments one by one, he pulled me up and made me lie on my back on the bed.

He expertly sucked on my pink nipples while gently touching my vulva with two fingers. I could feel his penis was already erect and writhing restlessly between his legs!

After licking my nipples, he continued to suck and lick around my navel while his hands teased my clitoris. Gradually, my pleasure intensified.

Soon, his lips reached my pubic hair, and he licked until he reached my clitoris, touching it with the tip of his tongue. At that moment, my whole body convulsed as if an electric current was coursing through me, and even more fluid flowed from my vulva.

My stepfather stopped stimulating my clitoris. He grasped my breasts with both hands and gently stimulated my nipples with his fingers. After this constant stroking, my body gradually relaxed.

His tongue slid down from my clitoris and slipped into the cleft between my pink labia. This time, his tongue probed deep into my vagina, focusing its attack on the depths.

The room was still brightly lit, and when the light shone on my naked body, I felt as if a wild beast was licking me, but I felt no disgust.

After a while, my stepfather spread my legs and looked at my genitals.

"Ugh!... Don't look there!"

I pleaded with him.

Then, just like before, he pulled out his huge penis, aimed the glans at the cleft of my vagina, hugged me tightly, and forcefully inserted the glans with a "glug," which still hurt.

I screamed again, worried that I might bleed again.

"I can't have sex anymore, am I incomplete?!"

I finally burst into tears.

"We have to succeed today no matter what, okay?"

my stepfather encouraged me. Then he tried a completely different position. This time he had me lie face down, then he lifted my buttocks to open my vulva as wide as possible, and then inserted his penis from behind. But it still hurt and I bled.

My stepfather, clearly quite confused, had me lie on my back again, and then used plenty of lubricant to lubricate my genitals. He then slowly inserted his penis into me again in the usual position.

Incredibly, this time it didn't hurt, and I was wholeheartedly accepting this penis. As the glans slowly moved in, I could feel it more and more, and so far it didn't hurt. It seemed to be going very well so far.

"Okay...okay...it's almost inside...how is it...ah...how do you feel?"

My face flushed red, and I started moving from side to side, as if in a dream. My eyes were half-closed, and my lips were slightly parted as I savored the rhythmic in-and-out movement of his penis.

I couldn't help but touch his penis to see if it was fully inside. Finally, I could consummate our marriage and enjoy the pleasures of lovemaking.

Then my stepfather stopped his slow, rhythmic movements and sped up.

"How is it! How do you feel?"

"Oh...it's great...and it doesn't hurt at all...oh...I have a very wonderful feeling..."

I said, bringing my mouth close to my stepfather's lips. He stuck out his tongue for me to suck on. I sucked on it obliviously, feeling as if I were floating in a dream.

At this moment, my stepfather continued thrusting his penis, his hips twitching and his pleasure intensifying with each thrust.

Suddenly, he hugged me tightly.

"Oh...that...Kyo...Kyoko...I...I'm going to...cum...Oh..."

he cried out as he pulled out his penis, his semen spurting out in three spurts. I stared intently at the ejaculated semen; these were the seeds of a baby. My stepfather had ejaculated outside because he was afraid I would get pregnant.

I was quite satisfied, and that night we stayed out very late before going home. Of course, my affair with my stepfather was something I could never let my mother know about.

After that, whenever we had the chance, we did it, and it was so enjoyable.

Thus, my relationship with my mother's husband, my stepfather, grew stronger day by day. We often deliberately created opportunities to have sex and reach orgasm. Sometimes, even knowing it was dangerous, my stepfather would still come up to my room on the second floor to woo me, and of course, I wouldn't refuse him.

We both shared the same thought: we would maintain this exhilarating sexual relationship no matter what.

The pain had passed, and I was becoming more and more feminine, thanks, of course, to my stepfather's constant encouragement. One day, my mother looked at me and said, "Kyoko, have you been with your lover...?"

I was startled, but despite this, I would never stop this exhilarating sexual game.

(Family confession)

Author: Mr. Comfort

After class, I returned home and unlocked the door. I heard the television playing in the living room; my sister and dad must be back.

I opened the aluminum door, and sure enough, my sister was nestled in my dad's arms, her arms wrapped around his neck, sitting on his lap. They were both engrossed in watching TV.

My sister hadn't even taken off her school uniform, but several buttons on her blouse were undone, vaguely revealing her snow-white breasts. Her school skirt was lifted up in a large section, and her pair of fair, delicate legs were undisguisedly propped up on the sofa.

I saw that my dad's hand was trapped between my sister's legs, and he couldn't quite pull it away. I pursed my lips, pretending not to see this.

"Xiao Li, you're back?" Dad asked a little embarrassedly.

They were still somewhat restrained in front of me. My sister stood up, tugged at her skirt, stuck her tongue out at me, then picked up her panties and bra that she had left on the coffee table and dashed into the bathroom.

°°This is the enchanting scene I often stumble upon at home.

My name is Tang Zhaoli, and since I was little, everyone has liked to call me by the nickname "Sugar-Roasted Chestnut." Teachers and elders all say I'm sweet and cute, just like a sugar-roasted chestnut.

However, Dad said he didn't intentionally give me that name. "What if a girl looked like a sugar-roasted chestnut? That would be terrible!" Dad laughed heartily after saying that.

My older sister is Tang Zhaomei, two years older than me. My well-behaved and gentle sister has always been pampered by adults. Dad once said that my sister is as gentle and considerate as water.

Dad is a high school physical education teacher, and Mom is an overseas Chinese student from Malaysia. They met in college on the school volleyball team. My tall and handsome dad was a national volleyball player and was admitted to the physical education department without taking the entrance exam; although Mom came to Taiwan in high school, she still had the beauty of a Southeast Asian girl. Needless to say, she was very fit to make it onto the school team.

Dad said that when they were dating in school, they were the talk of the town and became the envy of all their classmates.

When my older sister was born, my mother had only graduated for less than a year.

Perhaps it was due to different upbringing, but my parents divorced when I was in third grade.

Sometimes we would question Dad about why he divorced Mom, and he would just look at my sister and me with a bitter smile, without answering. My

sister's temperament was similar to Dad's; she was always a bit sullen when she came home, and it was hard to understand what she was thinking.

My personality, on the other hand, was more outgoing and lively. Dad said I was a lot like Mom, both having that vibrant, Southeast Asian beauty vibe.

Dad also had a bit of a headache with me because, starting from the beginning of junior high school, my school skirts would be altered to be shorter and shorter every now and then, and Dad couldn't do anything about it.

I knew that many boys at school secretly called me "Little Show-off," but I just loved seeing their smug expressions. Even some of the pretentious male teachers would crane their necks as I went up the stairs, trying to peek at my long, fair legs through the gaps in the stairs.

This summer vacation, when I tried on that newly altered skirt at home—so short that my panties would show if I squatted down—Dad finally sternly scolded me: "Xiao Li, you're only in your second year of junior high! Don't dress like a delinquent girl who attracts attention!"

I pouted. It's not like I'm ugly; why should I cover myself up like a dumpling? Besides, I'm quite proud of my beautiful legs.

"Can't I show off my good figure?!"

Dad seemed amused and exasperated: "You can show it off, but you're only thirteen or fourteen. What good figure do you have?" "

If you think long, pretty legs mean you have to show them off? You'll have plenty to show off later. The neighborhood isn't safe these days; I don't want to worry about you every day!"

"But Dad picks us up from school every day!" I retorted.

"Yeah, yeah, but if you wear this kind of skirt to school, I'm afraid your discipline master will be coming to find me soon!" Dad found another excuse to shut me up.

Reluctantly, I put the skirt away. It didn't matter anyway; I'd wear it again after school on Saturday and go out with my best friend, just to see what Dad could do to me.

That's how rebellious I was when I was young, always wanting to go against the grain.

But what happened between my dad and sister later completely changed my life—or rather, my worldview.

Back then, Hong Kong dramas were all the rage, and Dad bought a VCR. I was ecstatic! Every day after school, I'd rush to rent Chow Yun-fat's "Shanghai Bund." Even better, Dad never interfered with my watching too many videos, which was great, unlike some of my classmates' parents who constantly restricted their Hong Kong drama viewing time.

Less than a week later, Dad bought a V8 camcorder. I wasn't interested in it; my sister, on the other hand, was constantly studying it with Dad, as if they were preparing to become photojournalists.

Then Dad said he'd help my sister and me shoot a photo album. I was thrilled and begged Dad to take me shopping for clothes. I picked out a bright yellow sleeveless pullover sweater, paired with a tartan kilt, showing off my long, fair legs without any scars, and then put on two-inch high-heeled white ankle boots. Even the sales assistant praised me, saying I was a tall and charming beauty.

My sister, on the other hand, simply chose a white jumpsuit, which accentuated her pure and lovely temperament.

We went to Yangmingshan and posed in various ways for Dad to take pictures amidst the sea of colorful flowers.

But after less than ten minutes, Dad changed to a new tape.

I pouted and asked Dad, "Why did you change the tape?" Dad just smiled without answering, and my sister smiled without objecting. We had no choice but to let Dad change to a new tape and continue shooting, but it didn't matter, because I still finished shooting with that tape; I thought, I must become a movie star someday!

In those few days, I felt that Dad and my sister seemed a little strange, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

But things always have to be discovered eventually.

After that, the three of us took showers together. However, after fifth grade, I didn't really want to shower with Dad anymore. After all, my breasts were starting to develop, and having to be naked in front of my own father was bound to be a little embarrassing. But my sister seemed to enjoy it. Even though she was already a beautiful young woman with a great figure, she still insisted on dragging me to shower with Dad.

For the next few years, I had no choice but to grit my teeth and continue showering with my sister and Dad, though I would always leave the bathroom first.

Every shower was filled with their playful banter; Dad's hearty laughter, my sister's cheerful singing—the three of us showered together every day until I stumbled upon that incident.

That day, a week after we returned from flower viewing at Yangmingshan, I went out first after showering. Reaching the living room, I remembered my hairband was still in the bathroom. I went back and opened the door, about to speak.

But as I opened the door, the words "I forgot..." caught in my throat, and I couldn't utter them.

I was so shocked! What came into view was Dad standing in the middle of the bathroom, his genitals swishing gently across my sister's fair face like a slippery snake. My sister, squatting on the floor, had her eyes closed, tilting her head back and smiling as she kissed the "snake head" that occasionally slipped to her lips.

My appearance instantly froze the air in the bathroom… Dad froze, his pause causing the "snake head" to stop right on my sister's nose, and she immediately bit down on his penis.

Just as my sister was about to open her eyes to look at Dad, she saw me and turned her head to look at me in disbelief. Her expression was a mixture of anger and embarrassment; I truly shouldn't have been there.

Dad awkwardly and slowly withdrew his penis from my sister's mouth, a long, thin, transparent string trailing behind the "snake head."

The three of us stood there in silent confrontation.

I turned and left the bathroom, tears streaming down my face. How could this happen?

My mind went blank; the only thought I could muster was to disappear from this world immediately, never wanting to see Dad and my sister again!

I couldn't accept this reality. How could this be? My most trusted father and my innocent sister—the two of them had actually performed such a vile and disgusting scene right before my eyes.

Dad must have forced my sister to do it; otherwise, she was so obedient, she would never have done that kind of thing with Dad!

"You wicked father, I hate you!" I cursed inwardly.

Sitting at my desk, my mind was in turmoil. What should I do? Call the police immediately? Or leave with my sister? But where could we go? And who could help us? I really didn't know what to do… After a while, I heard noises outside the bathroom. Dad and my sister had come out. I heard them talk in hushed tones, and then Dad slammed his bedroom door shut. My sister came in, and as soon as I saw her, I couldn't help but sob: "Waaah... Sister, how could Dad do this to you! What should we do?"

My sister gently hugged me, letting me cry in her arms like a mother.

I blew my nose: "Sister... I'm so sad, I'm so scared... We... are so pitiful..."

My sister gently patted my back, seemingly hesitant to speak, but there wasn't a trace of fear on her face.

"Xiao Li, there's something Dad and I might have been hiding from you for a long time."

"I... when I was with Dad, he didn't do anything to betray me, um... he didn't... offend me."

"What I mean is... I don't think he violated me..." My sister explained with difficulty, and I looked up at her suspiciously.

"Xiao Li... what you just saw... was voluntary... and I liked it too..."

Her voice grew softer and softer, and her face became increasingly embarrassed.

I pushed my sister away and stared at her. What was going on? I had initially thought it was a demon baring its fangs, but now it seemed like angels and devils were dancing together.

"You mean, all of this was... your own... willingness?" I managed to squeeze out those words with even more effort than my sister.

She nodded, wanting to speak again, but I angrily stopped her.

"Sister, I hate you! I despise you! You two are shameless... I don't want to see you and Dad again! Get away, you two!"

I cried out, and my sister, frightened, retreated from the room, leaving me alone, sobbing.

I couldn't believe what my sister had just said. I couldn't accept it; what I had just witnessed was done with her consent!

I cried and cried, not knowing how long it lasted, until I finally drifted off to sleep, sobbing on my bed.

When I woke up the next morning, Dad had already driven to work, leaving my sister waiting to accompany me to the bus station. This was one of the few times in years that I had to take the bus to school by myself.

But the thought of my father's carefully cherished, cared for, and protected precious daughter, fearing she might be harmed by a thug, only to end up falling into the jaws of his own "wolf," made me feel a strange sense of satisfaction at taking the bus to school.

Walking towards the station, I couldn't help but ask, "Sister, don't you know what you're doing with Dad is wrong?"

"I know you can't accept this," my sister smiled.

"But I really love Dad, I really do!" I saw the unwavering determination in her eyes. "Besides, this is what I wanted to do myself. Sis, you won't tell anyone, will you?"

"I don't know! I don't know!!" I said fiercely.

My sister turned around, tears welling in her eyes. "Sis, please, I don't want to see Dad get hurt!"

I turned and walked towards the direction where I needed to catch the bus… Who got hurt? In this family, I'm probably the one who suffered the most!

Forget it, I'll ignore them. What does it have to do with me? I shook my head, trying to forget everything I'd seen yesterday.

For the next few weeks, I completely isolated myself from my family. Dad and my sister probably didn't want to bother me, so they always avoided spending time with me. Especially Dad; as soon as I got home, he would smugly go back to his bedroom to watch TV, while my sister would look helpless and try to talk to me, or leave her allowance on my desk.

I always gave them a cold look.

One night, lying in bed with my sister, I finally couldn't hold back anymore and asked her impatiently, "How long has this been going on?"

"About three years."

"Three years? I've been kept in the dark for three years?!" I became agitated.

"Xiaoli, what else can I do? I'll tell you right now, I've fallen in love with Dad, can you accept that?"

"Did Dad force you?"

I was unwilling to give up and wanted to shift the blame onto Dad. I really couldn't imagine that my usually obedient sister would do something like this with Dad.

"Do you think I was forced?" My sister turned over and looked at me.

It turns out that over two years ago, one night my sister had a nightmare and ran trembling into my dad's room seeking refuge. She was only in her first year of junior high then, and her father's broad, warm chest gave her immense security. For the next week, she would sneak into my dad's bed after I fell asleep, playfully snuggling against his strong arms.

"One night, I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, and Dad was... was kissing my chest..."

My sister blushed. "But strangely, I wasn't scared at all; instead, I was very happy. That's when I realized I had fallen in love with Dad."

"I hugged Dad, and he was startled, stammering and repeatedly apologizing, like a little kid."

"I kissed Dad, and he looked at me in disbelief." A mischievous glint shone in my sister's eyes.

"Then... Dad wanted to take off all my underwear and said I was so beautiful...!" A shy smile appeared on my sister's face.

"So you two had sex?!" I was still angry.

“Xiaoli, you don’t understand. Dad is even more tormented than we are. He actually fell in love with his own daughter. He feels so guilty about this abnormal relationship. Especially since Dad is a teacher, what do you think he should do?”

“That night, he only wanted to steal a kiss from me, but I just happened to wake up…”

“However, that night, he didn’t do anything.”

“He just… just kissed my whole body.” A blush rose to my sister’s cheeks.

“From the next day on, Dad started avoiding me. I know his heart, so I’m even more heartbroken than him.”

“Don’t blame Dad. Back then, he often hid in his room at night and cried because he really loved me, but he couldn’t love me.”

My sister’s eyes reddened, and tears dripped down her cheeks onto the bed. She looked at me sadly.

“And you, you silly girl, kept asking Mom to come back.”

“Dad had to comfort you while suppressing his own emotions, and I could only helplessly watch him suffer alone!” My sister said all this softly.

I didn’t know what to say. This kind of thing seemed like something out of a novel.

"Dad endured this pain alone for more than a year."

"Dad originally thought that time would heal all the problems, and that I would gradually transfer my feelings to boys my own age; but I never expected that Dad and I would love each other more and more."

"So later, Dad and I could only maintain a relationship like that of a close father-daughter couple, but we couldn't do anything together."

"For over a year, I could only occasionally sneak into his room late at night, snuggle in his arms, and let him kiss me tenderly."

"Until recently, when I told Dad that there was truly no room for any other boy in my heart, he finally accepted me."

"But what you're doing is really...wrong..." I said hesitantly.

"Xiao Li, I've thought about it. I'm willing to stay by Dad's side for life, to be his good daughter, and...good...wife! I really love him!" My sister finished speaking resolutely.

"Then what do you and Dad plan to do?" I could only ask.

"I can't live without Dad, and Dad can't abandon me; we're really happy and joyful together."

"It's just that I didn't want you to know, Dad was worried you'd misunderstand him. I hope you can keep this secret," my sister said softly.

For a moment, I couldn't think of anything else to say.

"If Dad did this to you, I'm afraid he'll do the same to me." Thinking of my often revealing outfits, I said, feeling wronged.

"Don't worry about that, Dad only has fatherly love for you!" my sister laughed.

I felt like I was being presumptuous, trying too hard to justify myself.

"Okay, okay, I have no problem with it. I just hope you and Dad are doing well."

After hearing my explanation, I didn't know what else to be angry about. My attitude softened, and my sister knew I had forgiven them.

"Xiao Li, thank you."

I turned over, buried myself in the covers, and pretended not to hear my sister's grateful voice; a sudden sadness welled up inside me. I didn't know why, but the tears tasted so salty and bitter… In the days that followed, Dad continued to care for my sister and me as before, and I continued to pretend I hadn't noticed anything amiss. However, some things changed slightly; for example, I no longer showered with them; for example, if I accidentally stumbled upon them kissing in some corner of the house, I had to pretend I didn't see it; for example, my sister's underwear became increasingly flashy and sexy; for example, if I caught Dad's hand under my sister's skirt while watching TV, I had to pretend I didn't see it... Moreover, my sister would often go directly into Dad's bedroom before going to bed at night. Through the wall, I could almost imagine hearing my sister and Dad's sweet and tender whispers.

Things seemed like they should have ended there, but as they say, "coincidences are inevitable," and unintentionally, I discovered another secret between my sister and Dad.

That weekend night, Dad and my sister were going to see a midnight movie, and of course, I wisely didn't want to be a third wheel. So I stayed home alone, chatting on the phone with classmates and watching TV.

Around eleven o'clock, I was really bored, but I had forgotten to rent a new videotape. Suddenly, I remembered the beautiful photoshoot and videotape I did on Yangmingshan a year ago. Since I had nothing better to do, I decided to admire my own beauty as a model!

I rummaged through drawers and cupboards for a while, but strangely, I couldn't find it.

Finally, I opened my dad's closet and found a videotape under a pile of his underwear. I checked the tape cover; there was nothing written on it. Could it be a pornographic videotape Dad bought?

Driven by curiosity, and since Dad and my sister weren't home, it wouldn't hurt to peek at a pornographic videotape Dad bought, I took the tape to the living room and put it in the VCR. I pressed play, and after a short while, the screen showed my sister and me on Yangmingshan.

I was a little disappointed; I had thought it was a pornographic videotape. I put down the remote and went into the kitchen to get some ice cream.

Back in the living room, the TV screen showed my sister standing outside. She was wearing a white dress, standing on the balcony, her short hair tied into two small braids at the back of her head, looking pretty and cute. Bathed in sunlight, my sister smiled innocently and twirled a few times, her long white dress swirling around the balcony corridor. It was clear she was in a very good mood.

Then she changed into a white Minnie Mouse tank top and shorts and sat on our bedroom bed.

Frankly, my sister's skin and figure are better than mine, but she's always been very reserved and never shows much skin. Now, on screen, she was boldly revealing herself, much more open.

She lay on the bed, sprawled out in a "X" shape, and Dad's camera lens began to pan over her body.

I started to feel strange because Dad's lens kept scanning her chest, thighs, and private parts. Even though she was still dressed, it felt very odd.

The camera shifted again, and my sister was sitting on the living room sofa in her school uniform and skirt. Dad began interviewing her on camera.

"Why does Xiaomei like Daddy?"

"Because Daddy is mature, steady, tall, handsome, and gentle and considerate to me!"

"Most importantly, Daddy is the person who loves me most in the world!" My sister practically used up all the flattery she could think of.

"Today is Daddy's birthday, what gift do you want to give your beloved daddy?"

My sister tilted her head and thought for a moment.

"I want to give myself to Daddy as a birthday present!" My sister said with a grin.

"How do you give yourself? Your feet or your hands? I don't want that, it's too scary." Daddy replied jokingly.

"What I want to give Daddy is your precious daughter's most precious thing!"

"What is that?" Daddy pressed on.

"Oh, how annoying... it's my first time giving myself!" My sister pouted and said coquettishly, her whole face turning red.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"Will you be scared if you have sex with Daddy for the first time?" I actually heard Daddy ask that.

"No~~ I'm not scared!" My sister shook her head playfully, her bright eyes looking straight at the camera.

"But, I'm a little nervous." My sister kept smiling.

"Xiao Mei has a great figure, why don't you take off your top and let Dad admire it?"

"No~~!" the older sister said in a coquettish voice, crossing her arms to cover her chest.

"Getting shy now?" Dad teased.

"No way!" the older sister protested, kicking off her shoes and squatting on the sofa, hugging her legs, resting her chin on her knees and smiling at Dad.

"Oh~~~ You've been caught!"

The camera adjusted its angle, revealing a glimpse of white skin between the girl's legs under her skirt.

"Shame on you, your panties are showing." Dad teased.

"Dad's the one who's embarrassed, making me take off my clothes and peeking at his own daughter's panties!" the older sister retorted defiantly.

"But Xiao Mei looks so cute like this!" Dad praised.

"Okay, for Dad's birthday, let Dad see as much as he wants!" the older sister's reply was practically a direct flirtation.

She half-squatted on the sofa, brazenly spreading her legs wide and exaggeratedly lifting her skirt even further. The close-up camera greedily scanned and preyed on the girl's short skirt, revealing everything beneath. Her fair, smooth thighs and the tiny thong between them were captured inch by inch by Dad's lens.

She was wearing almost transparent white panties; the two most intimate labia of her slightly protruding mound were clearly visible through the thin fabric, and they even looked a little damp.

I couldn't believe how bold and open they were.

"Xiao Mei, you're so sexy!" Dad exclaimed admiringly.

The camera panned forward, almost touching my sister's panties.

I saw Dad's fingers poking and pressing on her budding mound, then he began to restlessly tug at the edge of her panties.

"Ugh, Dad's so lewd!" My sister blushed and ran into the bedroom.

The camera followed her into the bedroom.

My sister giggled as she took off her skirt, revealing her cute little round bottom. Her sexy panties were actually those thin mesh panties held together by only a thin strap.

The camera moved slightly; Dad must have been fixing the camera. I saw Dad walk up to the camera and kiss my sister's forehead, then slowly remove her school uniform, unhooking her bra, and then cupping and caressing her breasts.

My sister watched Dad teasing her body, seemingly enjoying everything he did to her.

Then she suddenly hugged Dad tightly. Half-naked, my sister kept wriggling and rubbing against Dad, like a gentle kitten seeking its owner's affection.

"Dad, I want..." my sister said softly and sweetly, pressing her whole body against Dad's.

Dad didn't say anything, but with a flick of his finger, the panties slipped off my sister's body.

Her youthful but already curvaceous body was fully revealed on the screen. Her breasts were slightly rounded, smooth; her waist was slender; her legs were long and well-proportioned; her smooth, soft skin shone with a lustrous sheen.

I saw Dad's eyes practically spitting fire, and my sister even wore a seductive, lewd expression—she must have learned it from pornographic channels.

"Dad, let me help you take off your clothes," my sister said in a subservient tone. My tall father took off his shirt first, and my sister obediently unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them down.

Unexpectedly, Dad was wearing a pair of bright red, tight-fitting panties, with a high, protruding crotch. My sister knelt down and playfully buried her head between his legs, gently licking the bulge through the fabric. Dad laughed.

"Take them off!" Dad commanded my sister.

My sister giggled, her cheeks as radiant as pink roses.

"Perverted Daddy!" my sister said coquettishly, but her hands didn't hesitate to pull down Daddy's underwear.

A large, hard penis sprang out.

My sister squatted down and began to stroke Daddy's penis with her hand. Looking up at her father, her eyes were full of adoration.

Daddy adjusted his position, and my sister savored the penis in her mouth, seemingly finding it incredibly delicious.

Only then did I understand why I had seen a similar scene in the bathroom that day.

My sister sucked for quite a while before finally releasing her mouth, timidly leaning against Daddy's legs, and softly saying, "My mouth is so sore..."

Then it was Daddy's turn to tease my sister. He bit my sister's pink nipple, licking and sucking it incessantly with his tongue. My sister seemed to be losing control, letting out soft moans. My sister suddenly collapsed onto the bed, and Daddy continued to kiss and lick his daughter's powerless body.

His tongue slid from my sister's flat abdomen to her wet pubic hair. Actually, my sister's pubic hair was still only sparse and light, the smooth mound barely visible. Father parted my sister's legs and kissed her vulva. My sister looked ecstatic, her body trembling occasionally.

"Dad...it's so itchy...mmm..."

Father pulled my sister down onto the bed, their naked bodies writhing on the bed.

"Xiao Mei, you're so beautiful, Dad loves you so much!" Father suddenly began kissing my sister passionately and thirstily.

"...Dad, Xiao...Mei...mmm...also...loves...you...so...so...!" My sister responded breathlessly, lost in passion.

Father gently cared for my sister, then gently pushed the girl's legs apart. My sister suddenly sat up and kissed Dad deeply. The expression on her innocent face could only be described as tender and loving… Dad pulled my sister down to lie face down, and I blushed as I watched, because Dad, holding his erect penis, slowly entered her body under my sister's guidance… My sister closed her eyes tightly and frowned, as if a wave of pain was washing over her.

“Does it hurt? Do you want to rest?” Dad asked the submissive girl beneath him affectionately, his thrusting motions continuing.

“Dad, you're so fake, asking if it hurts but still pushing it in… Ouch! It… hurts…!” My sister laughed and punched Dad, but then tears welled up in her eyes from the pain.

“Just bear with it, just bear with it…” Dad murmured, his thrusting becoming more and more vigorous.

“Dad, your… that… is… so… big, I… really… can’t… take it.” My sister began to moan.

“It hurts… um… gently… a little… um… oh… ouch… um…”

“Dad, you… are so bad… Xiao Mei… has given you everything… oh…!”

“Xiao Mei, my darling… Dad will… give you… happiness…”

Dad’s movements became increasingly rough, as if he wanted to completely devour the girl’s soft and delicate body.

The older sister obediently cooperated with Dad’s twisting and undulating movements, her mouth emitting the first struggling gasps of a young girl and the soft, charming moans of a girl’s heart pounding with desire; Dad, on the other hand, wildly indulged his lust, relentlessly pressing and thrusting into the older sister, forcefully injecting his hot, passionate pillar of life into the older sister’s shy and hesitant body… “…Dad… really… hurts!… oh… gently… a little…”

The older sister cried out softly, her face flushed, her petite body with her legs spread open seemed completely unable to withstand the invasion and domination of her tall and strong father.

Dad's movements quickened, completely ignoring my sister's cries and pleas for mercy.

"Xiao Mei...you're so...beautiful...so...tender...so...so good...!"

"I...I...am going to...cum...inside..." Dad panted as he thrust deep into my sister's body.

My sister's soft body writhed helplessly, with nowhere to retreat, she could only submit to Dad's complete control... After a final struggle and gasps, my sister, her face flushed, nestled into Dad's broad chest. Dad kissed my sister and whispered a few words in her ear. My sister nodded shyly, wrapped her arms around Dad's neck, and Dad gently lifted her up. Naked, they left the camera, leaving only the messy bed in front of me.

I turned off the video recorder and stared blankly at the empty blue screen.

As a young person, although I had some fantasies and expectations about matters between men and women, suddenly seeing Dad and my sister's direct, explicit, and passionate flirting and lovemaking truly left me speechless. I took a deep breath, unsure whether I should continue watching the videotape.

Suddenly, I felt incredibly perverted!

I glanced at my watch; I could just fast-forward and watch the "exciting" parts later. I pressed play. My sister, with her back to the camera, sat on my father's lap, wriggling her little bottom. In the video, I saw my father's long penis rhythmically thrusting into my sister's body.

Her cries revealed her boundless pleasure; her performance grew more passionate with each thrust, and her intimacy with my father became increasingly provocative. My usually conservative sister was surprisingly alluring in front of my father.

At one point, I saw her make my father ejaculate three times in her mouth. Finally, my father collapsed on the bed, while my sister, as if playing a prank, triumphantly waved her limp penis in front of the camera.

In another scene, Dad is lying on the living room carpet, and my sister, wearing her school uniform, lifts her skirt and straddles him, allowing his enormous penis to penetrate her vagina. Supported by Dad's strong arm muscles, he holds her in mid-air, making her look like Zhao Feiyan of ancient times performing a palm dance.

She moans incessantly, seemingly unable to resist the intense pleasure.

She moves up and down: "Dad...you're...so...deep...so...comfortable..."

"So itchy...so itchy...mmm...slower...it hurts..."

“Xiao Mei… your heart… is going to be… pierced… by you…!” the older sister said coquettishly.

“Hurry up, Xiao Li will be back soon!” Dad urged.

“It’s okay, let her… see… let… her… appreciate… Dad and… our happiness…!”

the older sister gasped.

“Dad… just shoot… in my mouth… so I don’t have to clean up later.” the older sister said coquettishly and lewdly.

“Little devil, if you want to eat, just say so, why give such a nice excuse!”

Dad suddenly slammed his hands together, making the older sister fall onto him, his penis completely inside her vagina.

The older sister cried out: “You’re so naughty… Dad… you… are killing me!”

Dad said with a smile: “You little slut, how could I kill you with that?”

In the end, with the older sister’s diligent sucking and licking, she swallowed all of Dad’s semen.

Another scene, after the intense “exercise”. Dad leaned against the bedside table, while my sister lay lazily on his lap, idly counting the hairs on his legs. Dad gently twirled his fingers, tracing the graceful curve of her back down to between her pert buttocks.

"You little rascal, we just finished, how come you're wet again?"

"I was so high just now!"

"Really? How high?" Dad turned my sister over and began to tease her clitoris.

"High to the point of spinning!" My sister pretended to roll to the foot of the bed, then back onto Dad's lower abdomen, "Spinning around...oh...!" My sister kissed Dad's thick pubic hair.

"Want to go again?" I saw Dad's penis gradually growing larger.

"Mmm." My sister answered concisely. "How come you got wet so quickly?"

My sister didn't answer; she was busy sucking on Dad's penis.

"I don't know why, but just thinking about Dad going to penetrate me makes me instantly excited and engorged, I don't even need any caresses..." my sister answered seductively.

"Little slut... okay, let's get in first gear!"

Dad slowly thrust into my sister's body, and she obediently closed her eyes, letting him move on her... After a night of continuous, frenzied fucking, my sister looked utterly ravaged.

"They're all swollen!" My sister frowned in front of the camera, parting her labia to let Dad see her slightly red and swollen vulva.

Dad hugged my sister tenderly: "Good girl, Dad will be gentler next time."

"No, I want Dad to be harder!" My sister playfully curled up in Dad's arms... The videotape ended, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I quickly rewound the tape and quietly stuffed it back into Dad's closet.

Hiding back in my bedroom, I felt a strange excitement, and even a slight dampness in my genitals... My sister's figure was getting better and better; her slender frame and beautiful face always attracted the attention of many boys at school. Yet, she maintained her well-behaved and innocent image. She wouldn't refuse group outings, but she always politely declined individual invitations.

Many people asked me what my sister's criteria for choosing friends were. I always smiled and didn't answer.

I know many boys who admired her called her "Sweet Strawberry" by her name, "Zhao Mei," each wanting to take a bite of this sweet and juicy strawberry. But only I knew that this strawberry of mine had already been picked and enjoyed by her own father when it was still green and unripe.

In my sister's heart, Dad was probably the only man she could trust and cherish.

For the past few years, the three of us have lived under the same roof, and our daily routines have remained almost unchanged. The ripples caused by Dad and Sister's relationship, which was both wife and daughter, gradually subsided.

Later, I realized my concerns were unnecessary. Things that were once taboo, once broken and taken for granted, become part of daily life. Moreover, I couldn't help but become a complete "voyeur" of the whole affair, watching their ever-increasing number of passionate videotapes, and I felt a different kind of emotion.

After graduating from university, my sister worked for an international real estate company, and naturally, she had countless suitors.

I don't know why, but two years later, after much discussion with Dad, she decided to marry the manager of their company's North American department.

Later, I learned that it was because the company's international department manager needed to travel abroad frequently for business.

And Dad and Sister probably needed just such a son-in-law and husband.

In the months leading up to her wedding, she and Dad made love almost constantly. The number of videotapes in the house also increased dramatically. I knew they were filled with footage of their frenzied sexual games and countless orgasms.

And I would always secretly watch these provocative and stimulating videotapes when no one was home.

Just two weeks before the wedding, Dad secretly accompanied my sister to a plastic surgery clinic for a minor procedure. It was the kind of surgery designed to satisfy my future brother-in-law, to make him believe my sister was still a pure and innocent girl… Every time my brother-in-law went abroad, my sister would eagerly move back home. At those times, I would discreetly go and stay with my boyfriend for a few days. I knew their mutual need and the dazzling sparks that would ignite when they met.

Because in the videotapes I secretly watched, every time my sister came home, their interactions could only be described as unrestrained lust; Dad and sister's repressed desires would erupt all at once.

Their thirsty expressions made me wonder if my brother-in-law was impotent.

The beautiful young women in the videos would wear all sorts of sexy and alluring clothes, even naked, seductive and wanton, doing everything they could to provoke her. Dad, on the other hand, was as fierce as an African lion, and my sister's mature and alluring body seemed to be waiting for him to devour it at any moment. Dad poured his boundless energy into every inch of my sister's delicate body.

I have to admit, even my boyfriend couldn't match Dad's prowess!

Then something happened: my sister got pregnant.

This made Dad very happy. From my perspective, I could guess who the father was.

Ten months later, a healthy and beautiful baby boy was born.

"He looks just like his grandfather!" When others praised the baby, my sister and Dad were overjoyed. Only I didn't know what to say.

Looking at my sister, whose skin was still as smooth and delicate as a young girl's, holding the baby, and seeing the loving look in her eyes as she gazed at the baby, I suddenly had a strange feeling. I began to envy my sister's happiness.

Not long after, my brother-in-law planned to move my sister and the child to California. Although she was very reluctant, my sister finally agreed to her husband's plan. Dad was also reluctant, but he had no reason to keep my sister by his side.

After my sister settled in the United States, I happily wrote to her in a letter: "...Sister, everything is fine at home, and I'm taking care of Dad, so don't worry..."

Of course, there's no need to worry, because I had previously discovered that at the bottom of Dad's wardrobe videotapes, there was a carefully stored old skirt... It was that sexy short skirt that I altered to be as short as possible when I was in second grade! 10-16
Dad and Daughter's Tofu Girl

Early morning is the time when many people wake up and prepare to go back to work, but for Zuguang, it's the time to finish work and go home to sleep, because he is a night taxi driver.

Zu Guang was already married, but his wife couldn't tolerate his irregular sleep schedule, and they divorced after a few years. From then on, he and his only daughter, Mei Hui, lived a simple life together. Due to his work schedule, Zu Guang rarely saw Mei Hui, but he was an extremely devoted father. Every day, he would prepare dinner for Mei Hui before going to work, and in the morning after work, he would buy breakfast for her.

Although Mei Hui was now an adult and capable of taking care of herself, Zu Guang maintained this habit without fail.

One day, after Mei Hui had eaten breakfast, she went to work as usual. Zu Guang, after driving all night, was exhausted but didn't want to sleep. He remembered he hadn't washed the sheets in a long time and planned to change them before going to bed. He went into his daughter's bedroom first and took out the sheets.

There, he discovered a photo album hidden under the mattress. Zu Guang casually opened it; the first photo inside was a nude picture of a girl around twenty years old. Although she covered her genitals with her hands, it was clear she had a lot of pubic hair, as the hair peeking out from between her fingers and around her palms was even more than what her hands covered.

Zu Guang hadn't touched another woman since his divorce, and now, just looking at the genitals in the nude photo made his penis throb with desire. Zu Guang's gaze moved upwards, and he saw the girl covering her chest with her other hand, her breasts mostly hidden by her slender arm, suggesting they were of limited size. The girl in the photo was holding a peeled banana in her hand, bringing it to her mouth with an extremely lewd expression, as if she were sucking a penis. At this moment, Zu Guang paid close attention to the person's face. After one glance, he was so shocked that his hands trembled, and even his already aroused penis immediately went limp. The girl in the photo was none other than his beloved daughter, Mei Hui! Any parent who discovers their daughter has taken nude photos would immediately think that their daughter has been deceived by a man. Zu Guang was no exception. To find out who this man was, he continued to flip through the photo album, hoping to find some clues. But the more he looked, the more heartbroken he became. Although the first few nude photos were all of full nudity, the three points (genitals, breasts, and genitals) were always partially covered. However, the later nude photos became increasingly daring, first showing breasts, then even the pubic area. There were also several close-ups of someone using their fingers to spread the labia during masturbation. After flipping through most of the album, Zu Guang saw a photo of two people together for the first time. When he saw the person next to his daughter, he didn't know whether to feel relieved or worried. It turned out that the other girl in the photo was Xiao Tong, Mei Hui's childhood friend. Zu Guang had known her for many years and knew she wasn't a bad girl. Perhaps the two girls took a set of nude photos together because they were having fun. In today's society, many girls want to take nude photos to commemorate their youth. Zu Guang wasn't one to be stubborn. Seeing how carefully his daughter had kept the nude photos hidden, he believed no one else had seen them. Besides, the photos were of them taking pictures of each other, suggesting Mei Hui hadn't been deceived by a man, which put Zu Guang at ease.

However, what worried him was that besides ordinary nude photos, there were also pictures of them kissing, touching each other's breasts, and even performing oral sex on each other. This indicated that the two girls were lesbians. Normally, if Mei Hui and Xiao Rong were to have sex, Zu Guang wouldn't have to worry about his daughter getting pregnant. But Mei Hui was his only precious daughter, and his wish was for her to find a boyfriend quickly, get married, have children, and live a peaceful and happy life. Now, discovering that his daughter was a lesbian, he couldn't help but worry about her future, and he was determined to break up this lesbian couple. While trying to figure out a solution, Zu Guang continued flipping through the photo album. The latter half mostly contained solo nude photos of Xiao Rong. Zu Guang had watched her grow up, but had never paid attention to her figure. Although she and Mei Hui were the same age, Xiao Rong's figure was far superior. Her firm breasts were so large that they couldn't be covered by a single hand, and her nipples were bright red. Zu Guang couldn't resist kissing one of her nude photos twice. As for her pubic hair, it was sparse; her labia majora were visible beneath the thin pubic hair, with a small patch of labia minora peeking out from between them. Zu Guang became intrigued by Xiao Rong. He secretly took one of her nude photos from the album, then put the album back in its place and covered the mattress with the old sheet so his daughter wouldn't discover he had looked at the album.

That evening, Mei-hui thought her father was going to work, so after work she invited Xiao-rong home, planning to have dinner first and then make tofu. However, before they even finished their meal, Zu-guang returned home, saying that the taxi meter was broken and he couldn't work. The two girls were very disappointed, and Xiao-rong had no choice but to say goodbye and go home. Zu-guang then offered to drive her home.

“Xiao Rong, I’ve always treated you like my own daughter. I have something to ask you, and you have to answer me honestly.” In a secluded parking lot, when she got into Zu Guang’s taxi, Zu Guang didn’t drive off immediately. He took out Xiao Rong’s nude photos and asked, “Did you do this with my daughter?”

“It’s none of my business!” When Xiao Rong saw Zu Guang holding her nude photos, she felt as if she were being stared at naked by him. Shyly, she knew she couldn’t hide it anymore, so she answered truthfully, “Initially, Mei Hui wanted me to do this with her! Actually, I’ve thought about meeting boys, but I was afraid Mei Hui would be unhappy, so I’ve always done this with her.”

“In other words, you’ve thought about enjoying real sex with a man, haven’t you!” Zu Guang said, suddenly stroking Xiao Rong’s thigh, “Why don’t I show you a real man?”

"We're here?" Xiao Rong was about to say something when Zu Guang interrupted her. He laughed and said, "It's against the natural order for you and Mei Hui to make tofu, so of course you have to do it secretly. But it's different between you and me. It's natural for men and women to make love, and we can do it anywhere!"

As he spoke, he slid his hand down Xiao Rong's thigh and into her dress. At first, she resisted a little, but gradually she became half-willing and half-willing, and finally she relaxed her whole body and let Zu Guang do whatever he wanted. So Zu Guang easily untied her belt, then pulled up the hem of her dress to her chest. Zu Guang then pulled down her panties and lifted her bra, exposing Xiao Rong's private parts naked in front of Zu Guang. Although Zu Guang had seen her nude photos, now that Xiao Rong was naked before him, he could not only look at her but also touch and play with her, and smell the faint fragrance of her youthful body. While touching her, he could also enjoy her intermittent moans. Under this stimulation, Zu Guang's penis became hot and hard. There was no one else in the parking lot, so he carried Xiao Rong to the back seat and eagerly attacked her vagina.

Although this was Xiao Rong's first time experiencing a man's penis, her hymen had been pierced years ago by Mei Hui's fingers while they were making tofu. Therefore, Zu Guang's penis could enter without any resistance. However, when Xiao Rong was making tofu, Mei Hui would only insert one or two fingers, while Zu Guang's penis was much thicker than two fingers, so Xiao Rong still felt as if her vagina had been torn open. But at the same time, she felt a pleasure even more stimulating than grinding tofu. She forgot all the pain and enjoyed every thrust until Zu Guang ejaculated into her uterus. Even then, she wrapped her legs around his buttocks, not allowing him to pull out his penis.

After their bodies separated, Xiao Rong wiped her vulva with a tissue and found patches of blood. Zu Guang felt guilty and said, "Xiao Rong, I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were still a virgin. When I saw those photos, I thought you had already lost your virginity when you were playing with my daughter."

Xiao Rong buried her head in Zu Guang's arms and said, "It's okay. Actually, I broke my hymen long ago when I was playing with Mei Hui. It's just that your thing is so thick and long, so it completely deflowered me!"

Zu Guang said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, did I hurt you just now?" Xiao Rong snuggled against Zu Guang and said, "Although it hurt a little, I also experienced a more exciting and pleasurable enjoyment than when I was playing with Mei Hui. It's a pity the place was too cramped, otherwise it would have been even more enjoyable.

" Zu Guang said, "Since Mei Hui's mother left me, I haven't been close to a woman, so when I saw your alluring body, I couldn't help but take liberties with you. I really lost my composure just now!" Xiao Rong said softly, "When you were doing it to me, I wasn't very willing at first." But once you've entered my body, I've accepted that I'm your woman. Now that we're no longer strangers, there's no need for formalities. I wasn't planning on going home tonight anyway, so how about we find somewhere to spend the night?"

Zu Guang said, “Of course! I’m quite familiar with the villas in Kowloon Tong when I drive couples having affairs, but I’ve never been to a brothel, so I don’t know anything about it. Why don’t we try it now?”

Xiao Rong asked, “Won’t it be expensive?” Zu

Guang smiled and said, “It’s a rare opportunity, even if it’s a bit pricey, we should go!”

After saying that, Zu Guang immediately drove Xiao Rong to a villa in Kowloon Tong.

Inside the villa, Xiao Rong appeared very shy. After Zu Guang helped her undress, she went into the bathroom. Zu Guang stripped himself naked and followed her into the bathroom. Under the soft light, the naked Xiao Rong looked even more alluring. Her white breasts were full and perky, and beneath the sparse pubic hair was her swollen vulva. Zu Guang went forward to wash Xiao Rong, but she bent over, feeling both shy and itchy.

Zu Guang carefully washed every part of Xiao Rong's body. He was already deeply in love with this delicate girl, and Xiao Rong had also secretly fallen for this man in the prime of his life. She nestled against him like a little bird, letting him touch and fondle her full, white breasts, and letting him insert his thick, hard penis into her vagina again.

Zu Guang asked, "Does it still hurt now?" Xiao Rong replied softly, "It doesn't hurt much anymore. It hurt a little at first when we were doing it in the car, but when you kept thrusting, my whole body went numb. I've never been this excited when I'm with Mei Hui."

Zu Guang caressed Xiao Rong's body and said affectionately, "Xiao Rong, you're so charming. It's a pity there's such a big age difference between us, otherwise I would definitely marry

you." Xiao Rong smiled and said, "You're still very strong! I've never had parents since I was little, and I've only lived with my aunt. I'd be happy to marry you because I feel very happy with you. I think you would love me very much too."

"Really?" Zu Guang trembled with excitement. He hugged Xiao Rong tightly and said excitedly, "If I treat you badly, may I be punished by heaven. Let's go to bed! I want to play with you again."

Xiao Rong separated her body from Zu Guang and gently dried the water off his body. The two walked hand in hand out of the bathroom. Zu Guang gently lifted Xiao Rong's delicate body and slowly placed her on the bed. He held her small, exquisite feet, kissing and licking them, even using his tongue to explore between her toes. This made Xiao Rong giggle. Then, he kissed his way down her calves, thighs, and finally to her vulva. He inserted his tongue into her vagina and stirred it around. Xiao Rong tightly clamped her snow-white, tender legs around Zu Guang's head.

Xiao Rong was very grateful for Zu Guang's deep love for her and, in return, offered to give him oral sex. So Zu Guang got on the bed, straddled Xiao Rong, and the two began playing the "69" position. Xiao Rong's oral skills weren't very proficient, but Zu Guang was already very satisfied, because it was the first time a woman had sucked and licked his penis. He almost couldn't control himself and wanted to ejaculate in Xiao Rong's mouth.

Since that night, Xiaorong has fallen in love with Zuguang's sausage, which gives her ecstasy. Although she is old enough to be Zuguang's daughter, they later married, and she became Meihui's stepmother.

The story of the female college student and her father

was posted by Langhua on October 17, 2002 at 20:14:37:

When I was seven years old, my parents divorced. I lived with my father. Since my mother left, my father poured all his love into me to make up for the lost maternal love. My father loved me very much and cared for me deeply. During the day, my father was busy with work, and after work, he took care of my daily needs. When I was little, my favorite thing was to snuggle in my father's arms at night and watch TV; it felt warm and comforting.

From the time I was old enough to understand, I loved my father very much and thought that my future husband would be like him. I also wanted to do something for my father, so as soon as I got home from school, I would

help with some housework. When I saw my father's back and legs aching from work, I would massage him, hoping to ease his burden.

However, time is merciless. It seems like only yesterday I was a naive, spoiled little girl, and I've grown into a mature college student, while my father has become haggard and looks exhausted. Every time I see a few more gray hairs on his head, I feel guilty. My only thought is that I must earn a lot of money in the future so my father can live a better life.

On another note, perhaps because my father lacks a sexual outlet, I've seen him masturbating alone in his room through the glass window several times. I was quite surprised at the time, and my face would burn and my heart would

race every time I saw it. Out of curiosity, I would hide outside the door each time I saw him masturbating, watching how his hands manipulated his thick, shiny penis. I was young then, just curious and watching. Although I didn't understand, I didn't dare ask my father, and my understanding of sex was still very vague.

Until I got into East China Normal University, the girls in my dorm were very open and frank about sex. Some even said they had sex in junior high school, which surprised me at the time and seemed a bit unbelievable. However, I gradually accepted it and gained a deeper understanding of sex. I became bolder and less taboo about sex, and even had sex with my boyfriend several times. I felt it was just a normal human instinct. Looking back, it seems a bit old-fashioned and ridiculous.

So I also understood my father's masturbation. I thought about how hard he had worked to raise me, and I would be happy to satisfy his sexual needs. So I was thinking about how to reward my father. The opportunity finally came. On

July 20th, school was out for break. That night, I called my father first, and after a 12-hour bus ride home, it was already past 7 pm. I remember the TV was on, and it seemed like they were broadcasting the CCTV news. My father was very happy to see me. He helped me carry my luggage into the room, and then prepared a meal for us to eat together.

During the meal, my father looked me over for a while, then smiled and said I'd gotten fairer and prettier in the few months I'd been gone. I felt a surge of pride, and while serving him food, I chatted with him casually. After the meal, I

eagerly cleared the table for him, letting him sit on the sofa and watch TV. Once I finished, I sat down next to him affectionately, one half of my soft breast pressed against his arm, the other hand resting affectionately on his other shoulder, half-hugging him, feeling a warm glow inside.

My father didn't seem to notice, continuing to watch TV. I tried to find topics to talk about with him while observing his changes. Soon, I noticed his face was slightly flushed, and his genitals were noticeably aroused, even through his pants. I intentionally or unintentionally touched his sensitive area. My father flinched slightly; his penis was already erect. His face was filled with shame. As he was about to get up and return to his room, I saw my chance and hugged him tightly. He asked what was wrong. I thought for a moment and then poured out my thoughts and love for him. He listened, his face showing surprise. After a moment of stunned silence, he said with deep feeling, "Daughter, you've grown up. As your father, I'm content. But let's not do this anymore." He then turned to leave. My father, being an experienced man, knew I was constrained by traditional feudal ideas. Hesitant to move forward, I embraced my father again. Though my heart was pounding with emotion, I tried to reason with him calmly, appealing to his emotions. I recounted the trials and tribulations we had endured together over the years, and my deep affection for him. He listened, deeply moved, his eyes reddening. After nearly an hour, he finally gave in. Then, with deep love for him, I slowly and carefully removed my pants and clothes, revealing my womanly body to him. Though he was my father, he was still a man, and seeing this, his masculine instincts kicked in. He held his breath, silently gazing at my graceful body, my firm breasts, my rosy nipples, then my smooth belly, my full thighs…

I saw that my father's zipper was already stretched high by his penis, but he just stood there, motionless. I reached out and grabbed his wrist, placing his hand on my breast and stroking it. At the same time, I felt my breathing quicken, filled with excitement. This was the first time my father had touched my breasts, and it felt different from my previous boyfriends—it felt so good. With my encouragement, my father finally opened up and rhythmically kneaded my breasts, appearing very calm and composed, unlike my boyfriends who were so eager from the start, causing me pain and showing no tenderness. Stimulated by his hands, until my breasts hardened and swelled, my father then knelt down and licked my vulva with his tongue, occasionally gently biting my clitoris with his teeth. I stood there, head tilted back against the ceiling, my vulva wide open, fully accepting my father's baptism of love. That pleasant, warm current flowed through my body, making me involuntarily close my eyes and moan dreamily. My body began to feel lighter, defying the earth's gravity, and I felt myself floating—a feeling I had never experienced before. I felt as if I were drowning in an ocean of happiness, all the troubles of the world vanishing...

It felt like something was entering my vagina, it was very swollen and hot, and waves of pleasure began to wash over me. It was my father...

"Oh...oh...so good...Dad...harder...ah..." My father's thick vagina was about to tear my flesh apart.

"Ah..." I felt my flesh swell and feel so full. I was half-conscious, as if I were in paradise...

I don't know how much time passed before my father woke me up. I woke up groggily and saw that my father was kindly telling me to take a shower. I saw my father's semen on my body. I wanted to ask my father how it felt, but then I saw a satisfied look on his face. I felt sweet inside, so I didn't need to ask and went to shower by myself...

From then on, I had sex with my father whenever I had the chance, satisfying both him and myself.Ignoring those worldly, feudal traditional ideas.

My dear father raped me.

"Mmm...mmm...ah...ah...mmm...good...so good...mmm...mmm..."

The moans of a man and woman making love came from the next room again. My dad and mom are really something, doing it in the bedroom in broad daylight. And they almost completely ignore the child's presence, and each time they play, they go on for one or two hours before stopping.

Perhaps it's because they are both still very young. They got married at twenty, and I am eighteen this year. They are both not even forty yet, so it's no wonder they love to play.

My name is Yujuan, and I am the only daughter in this family. Because I failed the university entrance exam and I don't want to go to university, I am temporarily unemployed at home. And my parents, who are typical stock market enthusiasts, will not leave their room before nine o'clock, and sometimes they won't even leave their room. Naturally, I can clearly hear the sounds of them making love.

Listening to the sounds coming from next door, I unconsciously began to feel restless. I took off my clothes, closed my eyes, and listened to the lewd words from next door, fantasizing that a man was playing with me just like my father was raping my mother. I gently stroked my own vulva with my fingers, exploring where my sensitive spots were, while my other hand played with my rather proud breasts! Gradually, I began to feel some pleasure...

"Mmm...mmm...ah...so good...husband...harder...mmm...good...so good...mmm...mmm...oh...husband...your cock is so big...ah...ah...so good...oh...oh...oh...I'm going to cum...I'm going to cum...oh...oh...oh...oh...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

At this moment, I heard my mother's lewd words after reaching orgasm. To be honest, if you had seen my mother, you wouldn't believe that such an elegant and beautiful woman could be as wanton as a prostitute in bed! But the lewd whispers I heard were real!

"Oh...oh...oh...so good...I'm lost...I'm lost...big cock...don't let me go...fuck me again...ah...ah...so...so good...fuck...fuck me to death...you're going to fuck me to death...oh...so good...ah~~~~"

After my mother let out a high-pitched scream, the next room fell silent. This was a perfectly normal outcome; they usually wouldn't stop until they reached this point.

At this moment, my finger was completely inside my vagina. Although I didn't dare to use too much force, I already felt incredibly good! After hearing that things had calmed down next door, I pulled my finger out and put my clothes back on. I was still lying in bed,

looking out at the blue sky through the window, completely lost in thought. Then I heard my mother seem to have finished dressing and was about to go out, telling my father to remember to take me out for lunch. Then I heard my mother rushing out to play cards with her friends.

Then it suddenly occurred to me that Dad hadn't ejaculated yet, so maybe I could... seduce him?! Thinking this, my whole body trembled with excitement. I left the room and pretended to be a little uncomfortable. Dad saw this and came over with concern, telling me to lie back down on the bed.

I obediently lay back down, deliberately moaning, and had him sit beside me. I grabbed his hand and said my chest felt a little tight, asking him to massage it. Dad awkwardly rubbed it gently. It definitely felt better to be rubbed by a man; although it hurt a little, the feeling was completely different from rubbing myself. My moans grew louder, not because of discomfort, but because it felt so good…

"Mmm… mmm… ah… ah… ah…"

Seeing my moans getting louder, Dad thought I was still uncomfortable, so he massaged me even more vigorously. Naturally, my whole body started to writhe. Then Dad seemed to realize I wasn't actually uncomfortable, so he stopped. I lay on the bed, feeling somewhat exhausted. He looked at me with a wicked smile and asked if I felt uncomfortable anywhere. Then, his large, rough hands began to pull off my clothes, gently rubbing my lower abdomen. Since I was only wearing a loose t-shirt over my underwear, my lower body was practically covered only by my underwear after he removed my clothes.

When he saw what I was wearing, I noticed a bulge in his crotch. I knew he was aroused by my body, which was exactly what I wanted, so naturally, I didn't resist at all! His hands moved directly to my private area, gently caressing me through my underwear. My legs were slightly parted so he could touch me freely. At this moment, his fingers parted my panties and then inserted his middle finger into my vagina. Only then did I realize how skilled my father was with his fingers…

“Mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…ah…Daddy…you’re so…amazing…it feels so good…mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…”

“Good daughter…you’re just like your mother…a little slut in bed! But I like it! Hahahaha”

“Daddy, let…let me…suck…your big cock…okay…”

When my father heard me say this, he immediately got up and stripped all his clothes off, leaving me naked as well. Then we started performing oral sex on each other in a 69 position!

Although I was the one who asked for oral sex first, I was so inexperienced that I could barely perform oral sex on my father. Instead, he licked my vagina and anus, making me moan repeatedly...

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..."

Because my father's thick penis was inside my mouth, I could only make "mmm" sounds. But my father seemed to really enjoy this, constantly licking my vagina and anus, and using his fingers to play with them as well. His huge body pressed down on me, making it almost impossible for me to struggle, but I loved this feeling, it felt like being...raped!

After I reached an orgasm from my father's licking, he finally let me go. At this point, my limbs were weak and I couldn't move at all, so I could only lie on the bed. My father saw me like this and lay down beside me with affection, looking at me. I looked at him weakly and said: Fuck me!

Dad looked at me with some surprise. I told him again, "Fuck me!" He happily turned me over and made me lie face down on the bed. His huge penis was pressed against my vagina. I wanted him to play with me roughly, to fuck me, and to let me know how pleasurable his big cock could make me feel! And as I requested, Dad thrust his thick penis all the way into my vagina, then began to pump roughly, his hands gripping my plump buttocks to make it easier for him to thrust...

"Oh... good daughter... your virgin vagina is so fucking tight... it feels so good... oh... I'm going to fuck you hard... fuck you hard... make you a real woman... good..." "

Oh... oh... it hurts... Dad... you're hurting me so much... oh... oh... don't stop... I want you... to fuck me hard... oh... oh... ooh... ooh... oh... oh... ooh... ooh..."

I was truly being torn apart by that feeling, but the sensation of his thick penis thrusting in and out of my vagina was irresistible. Although I couldn't yet feel any pleasure, I still asked Dad to continue playing with me, and Dad, as I requested, thrust violently into my vagina.

Finally, Dad ejaculated inside me. I felt a rush of hot liquid enter my body, and then I passed out!

When I woke up, I saw Dad beside me. I was still lying face down on the bed, my limbs weak and I barely had the strength to move, so I asked Dad to let me lie down. He gently helped me lie down comfortably and then prepared to leave. I asked him where he was going, and he said he was going to run a bath so we could both wash ourselves. I shook my head and asked him how I felt. He said a little shyly that he hadn't felt this way in a long time, and that making love with me today gave him the excitement and urge of a young man again! And his body was still in a state of heightened arousal; he could even do it again! I told him I

wanted to continue, and he immediately looked at me with loving eyes, stroked my hair, and told me to rest and not to do this. But I grabbed his hand and told him, "Dad, I want to have anal sex with you!" He was startled, almost jumping up, but I begged him to fuck my anus. He looked at me with disbelief, and I finally told him that I had a crush on him for a long time and always hoped he would develop my body, and only then would I be willing to let other men touch me!

Dad knew my personality very well, so he had no choice but to lift my legs, then first thrust his penis into my vagina a few times, and then inserted it into my anus! Oh! God! The feeling was completely different from being fucked in the vagina, but both made me feel like I was dying of pleasure...

"Ah...ah...ah...mmm...ah...ah...ah...ah....You're so good...oh.....oh.....mmm....ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...faster...faster...harder...ah.....ah...ah.......oh..oh.....mmm....ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

When Dad ejaculated violently inside my rectum, I reached orgasm again! At this moment, I asked my father to let me suck his penis. I licked the penis that had just given me such pleasure inside my rectum. I almost fainted, but I continued to suck until he ejaculated again. (The following

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I am forty years old. My wife passed away from illness before the New Year, leaving me with four daughters: my eldest daughter, Xiaoli, is twenty; my second daughter, Xiaojuan, is eighteen; my third daughter, Xiaoyin, is sixteen; and my fourth daughter, Xiaohua, is fourteen. Today, Xiaoli, Xiaoyin, and Xiaohua are all out, leaving only my second daughter, Xiaojuan, and me at home.

Perhaps it's because of the heat, even with the air conditioning on, Xiaojuan is only wearing a thin t-shirt and shorts, sitting in the living room watching TV. She is eighteen years old, very beautiful, with a charming and voluptuous figure. Seeing her makes me a little lustful. Sometimes I really want to have sex with her, but she is my own daughter.

So I rushed back to my room to watch a movie and drink beer. Of course, it was a pornographic film. I thought I'd masturbate to release my pent-up desire, but I couldn't. Instead, I drank until I felt nauseous, so I immediately went to the bathroom to vomit. As

I vomited, Xiao Juan, thinking something was wrong, kept asking, "Dad, how are you?"

She came back to check on me, but just then I turned around and bumped into her at the door. I felt something soft and fluffy; I think it was her breasts. Xiao Juan fell to the ground, looking like she was in a lot of pain.

I immediately went to help her up, but as I bent down, I inadvertently saw her full cleavage under her shirt. Wow, that deep cleavage was so alluring, almost beckoning to me. Under the influence of alcohol, I couldn't control myself anymore.

While she was still on the ground, I immediately sat on her large feet, immobilizing them. Then, I grabbed her clothes and ripped them open with a tearing sound, revealing a small bra. The tiny bra couldn't contain her large breasts at all; I bet they were a 35D. It

was practically bursting out of her clothes. Xiao Juan was terrified and cried out,

"Daddy, no! Daddy, no!" I was consumed by lust and ignored her cries, roughly grabbing her breasts with both hands.

"Ouch..." Xiao Juan cried out in pain, but I couldn't help but admire it in my heart.

"Oh...really," even through the bra, I could feel how firm and bouncy they were. But how could this satisfy my animalistic desires? At this moment, Xiao Juan, to protect her chastity, knew to resist, her hands hitting me repeatedly. I quickly grabbed her hands, then pulled out one hand and grabbed her bra and ripped it open with a tearing sound. I then used it to bind her hands.

She could only cry out incessantly, "Waaah... Daddy, no! I'm your own daughter! No... Waaah..."

I just wanted to vent my anger, and I couldn't hear her words. I pulled down her shorts, leaving her only in her underwear. I ripped the remaining underwear off her and stuffed it into her mouth. Now she couldn't resist. With her mouth stuffed with her own underwear, she could only make "mmm..." sounds.

I sat on her large legs and carefully admired every inch of Xiao Juan's skin. Her round, high breasts looked very firm, and the pink nipples on her nipples were very tender. Her vulva, covered with pubic hair, still revealed her cute, tender vulva.

Although she was my daughter, I had decided to rape her severely. Xiao Juan had cried herself dry, her expression blank, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, seemingly resigned to my fate. The thought of incest and rape actually excited me.

Suddenly, she felt a cold hand slowly caressing her snow-white skin. Thinking of her tender body, never before touched by anyone else, now being touched by her own father's hand, and seen completely, she blushed deeply with embarrassment, involuntarily closing her eyes and only making "ooh...ooh..." sounds, her body trembling slightly.

I then moved my hand down Xiaojuan's face, and when it touched her full and firm breasts, I gently squeezed them. "Ah..." Xiaojuan involuntarily let out a sound, then her whole body trembled.

"Oh..." I couldn't help but let out a lewd thought. Then I held her breasts in both hands, gently kneading one in each hand, then lightly licking her nipples with my tongue, licking each one for a while. Xiaojuan slowly succumbed to my teasing, letting out "ah...ah..." sounds, her nipples slowly hardening.

This eighteen-year-old virgin was having her breasts suckled for the first time. Soon, both nipples were covered with my saliva and her tender milk. I wasn't about to let this opportunity pass. I first grabbed her left breast hard with my right hand, squeezing it forcefully. "Ah...ah..." Xiao Juan screamed incessantly, but with her mouth stuffed with her underwear, she could only make weak sounds.

I then opened my mouth and tasted her right nipple. Her milk was incredibly sweet. I sucked on her milk forcefully, hoping not to miss a single drop. But I never expected that my eighteen-year-old daughter would have so much milk, like a woman. I was satisfied this time. But my left hand wasn't idle either. It touched a place she had never been touched before, gently pressing it against her vulva and rubbing it up and down.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm..."

Xiao Juan cried out incessantly, seemingly enjoying it yet also begging for mercy. Stimulated by her cries, I worked even harder. Soon, a little love juice flowed from her vagina. I thought to myself, "The love juice from a virgin, I really have to savor it properly later."

After sucking on her right breast for a while, I took my mouth away from her right breast and released my hand from her vagina. I quickly and roughly grabbed her right breast with lightning speed. Now I had one breast in each hand, feeling its elasticity. Then I squeezed hard. "Ouch...it hurts...it hurts!" Xiao Juan let out a weak scream. I almost tore her breast apart.

I continued to squeeze and rub her breasts hard. Soon, her once firm and elastic breasts began to sag and loosen under my relentless rubbing. I released my hands, and both her breasts were covered in fingerprints. Although she was my daughter, I wasn't showing her any pity. Instead, I wanted to savor the milk from her other breast to see if it was as sweet as her right. I immediately took her left nipple into my mouth, while my right hand moved to her vulva and gently rubbed it.

The milk from her left breast was also incredibly sweet, making me suckle with slurping sounds. Her vaginal lubrication also increased. It was time to taste her lubrication. I left her body. Xiao Juan thought that I, as her father, had a change of heart and let her go, but she immediately realized her mistake. I knelt on the ground and spread her legs apart, placing them on my shoulders.

I cradled her buttocks with my thighs, carefully admiring her vulva. Then, I parted her pubic hair with my hand to see what this little virgin's vulva looked like. "Ah!" Finally, I saw that tender vulva, slightly swollen and pink, but the entrance to this untouched virgin's territory was tightly closed, leaving me no opening.

So, I pressed my hand against her vulva and gently rubbed it. My palm was covered in her love juice. I put my hand in my mouth to taste this lovely daughter's virgin love juice, and then used my fingers to part her labia for careful admiration. The flesh walls were very tight, only opening slightly, and felt very fresh and tender. I couldn't resist sticking my tongue into her flesh walls and licking.

"Mmm...mmm..." Although Xiao Juan's mouth was stuffed with her panties, she still couldn't stand the stimulation of my tongue and screamed.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah..." Xiao Juan finally couldn't resist the pleasure coming from her lower body and cried out. This virgin's vagina, which had never been licked before, was now continuously flowing with love juice. I thought to myself, "Virgin love juice must be very nourishing."

I quickly sucked on it with my mouth, not letting go of a single drop, and my tongue kept licking down the vaginal walls. With my incessant licking and sucking, the vaginal fluid flowed even more, some of it dripping down her buttocks onto the ground. I was extremely excited, so I sucked hard, and with a "slurp," almost all the vaginal fluid was sucked into my mouth.

At that moment, Xiao Juan felt a surge of heat rushing into her vagina, and waves of pleasure emanated from her vagina. "Ugh... ah... ah..." Xiao Juan screamed for a long time, her vagina contracting incessantly. I then looked and saw that my little daughter's eyes were rolled back, her head slightly tilted back, and she was breathing "ah... ah..." through her mouth stuffed with underwear. Her bound hands were stretched straight back with her fists clenched, and her rapid breathing caused her breasts to sway continuously.

I said to her, "Xiao Juan, how was your orgasm? Was it fun?"

I then asked lewdly, "Why didn't you answer Daddy? Were you not excited enough? Maybe your pants were stuffed in your mouth and you couldn't say anything?"

At this point, I was getting excited and thought, "It's really not fun if she can't make a sound. Wouldn't it be better if she screamed?"

So I removed the panties from her mouth and said, "Xiao Juan, how about it? Answer Daddy!"

Xiao Juan turned her face away as if avoiding my gaze and remained silent. Perhaps she thought that screaming in the suburbs would be useless, and she was even more afraid that resisting would arouse my bestiality. I saw that there were still some tears in the corners of her round, big eyes, and her little mouth was tightly closed. She looked very pitiful.

Facing this eighteen-year-old daughter, I was inexplicably excited, so I launched a new attack. I placed my hands on her stomach and gently rubbed it. Xiao Juan's body trembled slightly. She seemed to be wronged and suffering, but she also seemed to be accepting what she was doing. I thought: I will not be a human being if I don't defile my lovely daughter properly. So my hands slowly moved upwards and then grasped her breasts.

"Waaah..." Xiao Juan cried secretly, her body trembling even more violently. I grabbed her hard without hesitation, and Xiao Juan screamed, "Ah...it hurts...ah...Daddy, no!" She slowly turned to face me and said, "Daddy, it hurts so much, please don't! I'm your own daughter."

My response was to squeeze her full breasts hard, kneading them like dough, and then I said, "Does it hurt? My precious daughter, why are you only telling Daddy now? Did Daddy hurt you? It will hurt even more when I deflower you. Just bear with it, and it will be fine. In a moment, it will be as exciting as your orgasm." Then I put her

down and stood up, pulling down my pants in front of her. My eight-inch-long penis was already erect, pointing at Xiao Juan. This was the first time she had ever seen a man's thing, and it was so huge that it seemed to have the power to devour her. When she heard me say that I would deflower her, she was so frightened that her face turned pale and her legs went weak. She couldn't even run away.

She was only thinking about how she had carefully preserved her virginity for eighteen years, and now her father was forcibly breaking it. The thought of the pain of losing her virginity terrified her so much that she almost fainted. All she could do was stand there blankly, waiting for the moment of deflowering to arrive.

(Part 2)

I stood in front of her, slowly kneeling on the ground, spreading her legs apart and placing them on my shoulders. I held my penis in my hands, and the head of my penis swept against the outside of her vagina. Only when her vaginal fluids increased did I make the final thrust to deflower her.

I said to Xiaojuan, "Xiaojuan, don't be afraid, it won't hurt. You'll enjoy it later!"

Xiaojuan excitedly shook her head left and right, "Ugh...no! No! Ugh..."

Amid her cries, I pushed my penis forward, but with a "pop," it wouldn't go in. This untouched virgin territory dared to try and put up a final resistance for its owner. So, I used my fingers to separate her labia and guided my penis in slowly. When the glans began to touch the outside of her labia, I impatiently forced open this virgin gate, slowly pushing the entire glans inside.

"Oh..." I involuntarily let out a lewd cry. Xiaojuan's virginity, being forcibly entered for the first time, reacted violently to me, the visitor. First, it contracted and trembled continuously, then tightly clamped my glans between the vaginal walls, making it difficult for me to move in or out.

Its owner was now experiencing unprecedented pain, her large eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, her fists clenched so tightly she almost shoved her fingers inside, her mouth agape, her throat emitting incessant "Ah...ah..." sounds, seemingly trying to alleviate the pain from her lower body.

Now, her vagina was slowly adapting to the intrusion of my glans, and with the continuous flow of vaginal fluid, I thought it was time. I bent down, pressing my face against hers, a few inches apart, and said, "Good girl, after I count to three, I'll fuck you in and out. Then you'll be a big girl."

Xiao Juan could only stare blankly at me, tears unexpectedly streaming down her face. She knew begging me was useless; her only hope was that her sister's appearance would save her. At that moment, I lewdly said to her,

"One...two..."

As soon as Xiao Juan heard me count down, she immediately let out a weak plea: "No, Daddy, please let me go!"

Haha! This was exactly what I wanted. The more she pleaded, the more excited I became, because it further fueled my possessiveness. Besides, she was a virgin. I didn't care if she was my daughter or not; I just wanted to rape her to my heart's content. I deliberately counted slowly, reaching out to grab her breasts tightly with both hands, and said, "...Three!"

"Ouch...it hurts...it hurts..." Xiao Juan cried out in pain. My entire penis slammed through her hymen and went straight into her uterus. Except for her breasts, which I was holding, her body was thrown backward. Now she was ravaged, tears streaming down her face, her head shaking uncontrollably, a trickle of virgin blood flowing from her vulva to the ground, her body trembling constantly.

"Ugh..." Xiao Juan could only sob weakly. At this point, I was no longer in a hurry to attack, slowly enjoying the pleasure brought by a virgin. A virgin is indeed a virgin; the vaginal walls tightly gripped my penis, enveloping it completely. My penis felt warm, an indescribable pleasure.

Her vagina began to accept this intruder, and secretions began to flow. So I slowly pulled my penis out, leaving only the glans, and used her breasts for leverage. Then, with all my strength, I thrust forward, and with a "smack," it went all the way in. Xiao Juan immediately screamed:

"It hurts...it hurts..."

My little girl, experiencing sex for the first time, still couldn't resist my advances. I said to her, "Xiao Juan, you're a big girl now. You'll feel pleasure soon, and it'll be strange if you don't want to have sex with Daddy later." After saying that, I pulled out my penis and thrust again.

"It hurts...it hurts..." Xiao Juan's incessant screams seemed to cheer me on, making me fuck her even harder, thrusting endlessly. The two different genitals collided, making a series of slapping sounds—how beautiful! After

I fucked Xiao Juan hard for more than twenty minutes, she began to feel the pleasure brought by my penis and kept moaning. Her eyes were tightly closed, and she was making "Ah...ah..." sounds. I continued to pound into her vagina, and her breasts were squeezed until they were slightly deformed.

"Ah..." Suddenly, she let out a long cry, and her mouth opened wide. She had reached orgasm.

This was the second time, and when I heard her cry, I fucked her even harder and more forcefully, my glans hitting her cervix again and again, determined to smash it apart. Xiao Juan was tormented by my lust for more than an hour.

A surge of pleasure coursed through my penis, and I gripped her breasts tighter, my penis pressing against her cervix. I let out a foul moan, "Oh...ah..." In that moment, I committed an act against heaven and earth, ejaculating my semen into her uterus, some of it spilling out of her vagina.

Afterward, I collapsed limply onto her, hearing Xiao Juan's soft sobs in my ear. Catching my breath, I realized her hands were still bound, so I untied them. Xiao Juan, never imagining her virginity would be taken by her own father, her genitals still bearing his semen, pushed me away and rushed into the bathroom to wash away the filth.

I ignored her actions; I was still thinking about how to torment and play with her, and besides, I had three daughters to rape!

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