Father-daughter love

Main Character Introduction: Kasahara Yoko, 20-year-old university student

I tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, alone, enduring the gnaws of intense sexual desire. The unforgettable pleasure stimulated my lower body, causing both pain and craving. The more I suppressed it, the more frantic I felt, my lower body burning with heat.

Tonight, driven by lust, my legs led me to my father's room. I slipped into his bed. Ah??? Yoko, no! My father rejected me as if facing a life-threatening situation. Actually, he didn't want to reject me; he always thought of us as father and daughter. Even so, our relationship was like an addiction I couldn't break. I didn't care about what my father had just said. I still took off my underwear and began gently massaging his body with my fingertips. I removed his pajamas, straddled him from behind, and cupped his erect penis, gently feeding my thirsty honeypot with it.

Slowly, his penis advanced into my wet vagina. I gasped for breath, excitedly twisting my hips. Every time my father's penis entered me, I was overwhelmed with lust, each time my mind raced, my excitement uncontrollable.

The thick glans was pushing in hard, and I excitedly arched my back again, thrusting violently for even more intense pleasure. I kept rubbing my vagina against my father's penis. Yoko, this is amazing, so good! My father groaned as he reached out and grabbed my waist, shaking me up and down forcefully, pulling out and thrusting in again. Ah...so good...so good! I cried out loudly as if in a dream. The pleasure flowed through my body like an electric current, and my father's constant caresses made my whole body go limp.

My pleasure never stopped during the caresses, and my father's penis inside me never died down. To reciprocate my passion, my father used all his skills, occasionally using his fingers to stroke my pubic hair to increase the sexual pleasure. I couldn't help but suck on my father's lips. We passionately sucked on each other's tongues, embracing and kissing each other, engaging in intense intercourse, like madmen drowning in our lust. My father thrust his hips, his movements rhythmic, his groans mingling with the rhythm of his penis. We both gave it our all, whether thrusting or colliding, breathing heavily and moaning, reaching orgasm as our pubic hair rubbed together. The reason

my father and I had this illicit relationship had a reason. My mother passed away from illness when I was in my second year of high school. My father was deeply grieving, and as his daughter, I couldn't bear to see him suffer. Afterward, he threw himself into work to try and forget his grief. He graduated from high school and went on to university. At only 53 years old and still full of energy, my father became very quiet after my mother's death. I told him I didn't object to him remarrying, as long as he was happy. "How can you say such a thing? I don't want to think about this right now. Don't worry about it."

But recently, Dad's mood suddenly brightened. He told me he met a nice woman who owns a small bar. I wouldn't object if he liked her, but I have some prejudice against her profession, fearing he might be deceived. Later, Dad went to her place every night, and on Sundays, he went on dates excitedly. I couldn't decide whether to be happy for him or not; I felt that woman had stolen my father away. Sure enough,

things weren't so simple. It turned out that Dad's friend had introduced her to him to break up with that woman. Being deceived by his friend was unbearable. That night, after showering, he waited in the entryway, wearing only a see-through shirt, for his drunken father. When the door opened, he was vomiting and cursing, then sat in the entryway, lost in thought. I didn't know what had happened between them; I only knew that this was the first time I'd ever seen Dad so distraught. "Don't be like this, cheer up!" I shouted. "Yoko, I've been betrayed by my friend! That woman is his lover!" Dad painfully recounted. I helped him upstairs. I think I understand the feeling of being deceived by someone you love.

"At my age, how could I be so foolish about a woman? Yoko, you must be shocked to see Dad like this, right?" Dad's face was filled with sorrow. As he spoke, he suddenly pulled me into his arms. I just wanted to comfort him like a child, so I took off my clothes and climbed onto Dad's bed. I don't know what Dad was thinking, but I think he would hold me tightly in his arms again. He called out that woman's name and suddenly pulled me onto his lap. I didn't even have time to resist. In an instant, my only remaining shirt was lifted up, and then my breasts, which had never been touched by anyone before, were soon filled with the smell of alcohol.

I think Dad is too sad to have lost his mind. Could he really lay a hand on his own daughter? My heart was pounding. I truly wanted to soothe my father's wounded heart. With this thought in mind, I no longer resisted, letting him suckle my breasts again and again. Then, he pulled down my underwear and licked my thick pubic hair with his tongue. My vaginal fluids flowed freely, thoroughly wetting my vulva. His tongue subtly moved between my labia, teasing my clitoris. The unprecedented sensation numbed my lower body. My father then carefully licked my already wet, budding labia, like caressing a jewel. A

wave of pleasure washed over me. I instinctively grabbed my father's head, uttering, "Ah, what's happening?... Daddy???" These words actually came from my mouth. "No... Stop... No more..." I didn't know what I was saying; I was actually experiencing unbearable pleasure. This feeling was completely different from masturbation. So I pressed my entire vulva against my father's face... No! Judging from this situation, my father mistook me for Miss Harumi, the woman who betrayed him.

My father's strong tongue was licking the center of my breast, then sucking on the fleshy walls beside the petals. My mind went blank; the only thing I remembered was to clamp my legs around my father's head. He kept sucking, and the intense stimulation made me lie sprawled on the bed, closing my eyes and thinking about the thrilling sensation I had just experienced. When I opened my eyes and saw my naked father and that shameful thing between his legs, I was shocked—it was even bigger than I had imagined. At that moment, my father excitedly gripped my large breasts with both hands, teasing and sucking them with his tongue. After sucking my breasts, he sucked on my genitals. Suddenly, my father grabbed his penis and swung it back and forth across my face. Later, I realized that my father wanted me to give him oral sex. While stroking my breasts with his penis, my father slowly moved his legs between my open legs, and then used his hands to spread my legs wider and lift them up, telling me to relax and not be nervous. At that moment, my father seemed to know that the person he was having sex with was his daughter, not that madam.

Then Dad inserted two fingers, and instantly, pleasure filled my entire body. My genitals were soft and ready to welcome the man's penis. Soon, Dad slowly slid his long-awaited glans into the fully moist opening, pushing forward one centimeter, two centimeters. Suddenly, I felt a slight pain, and my body trembled. I couldn't help but arch my back and push towards Dad, hoping his penis could penetrate deeper. It was amazing! I couldn't help but moan. With the rhythm of intercourse, our pubic hair rubbed tightly together, and wave after wave of pleasure flowed through my body.

Although this was my first time, I was able to fully enjoy the pleasure of sex. With my lewd moans, Dad worked harder on me, and of course, I worked hard to cooperate with him. My hymen was probably already broken, but even so, I didn't feel anything. Dad kept thrusting, making my juices gush out like a spring. It felt so good! I was panting heavily and kept asking for more caresses. "Yoko...that...I'm about to cum!" Dad panted and ejaculated. After he finished, he lay down next to me satisfied. Unfortunately, I didn't reach a real orgasm. Although my first time having sex didn't satisfy me, that night, during our second time, Dad and I reached orgasm at the same time.

Although my father regretted his affair with his daughter afterward and verbally rejected me, he still couldn't resist the temptation of my young body. He would always push me down without saying a word, and then from inserting his fingers to sucking my breasts and genitals until I reached orgasm. After being deflowered by my father, I simply couldn't resist sex and often asked him to have sex with me again and again. Although I don't know if my father was happy doing this, I was already addicted!

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