Dad, stop joking.

Summer vacation arrived before I knew it, and my inappropriate relationship with my dad had been going on for almost two months. During this time, we made love wildly whenever we had the chance. Because my dad liked to ejaculate inside me without a condom, I was worried about accidents, so I bought birth control pills and had to take them regularly.
Actually, I was already very satisfied with being close to my dad so often. But I still had a small regret: I couldn't have sex with him without restraint. I always had to be extra careful, afraid of being discovered by my mom.
Then the opportunity came. That evening at dinner, my mom suddenly said that some friends had invited her to go on a trip for about a week, and she was undecided, wanting to ask my dad and me for our opinions. This was fantastic news for me; I was overjoyed. I imagine my dad felt about the same way. My dad and I started strongly urging my mom to go on the trip. My mom hesitated for a long time before finally making up her mind. She then asked if I wanted to go. Of course, I didn't want to go, so I lied and said I wanted to stay home and study. Mom didn't force me; instead, she praised me for being sensible and knowing how to study. In the end, Mom was still a little worried that Dad wouldn't be able to take good care of me. Dad smiled and patted my head, saying with a double meaning, "Lizhen, you can go and have fun without worry. I'll take good care of our daughter."
Dad drove Mom to the train station to meet her friends, while I stayed home, excitedly and anxiously waiting for Dad to return. For a whole week, Dad and I could spend time together without any restrictions. What could be happier than this? This was something I had dreamed of for so many days. Oh my god! Am I dreaming? Why hasn't Dad come back yet? I was lost in thought, restless, pacing anxiously in my room. Around noon, I finally heard familiar footsteps outside the door. Dad was back. I quickly welcomed him in and eagerly flew into his arms. I had just opened my mouth, before I could even speak, when Dad's passionate kiss silenced me. We kissed for a long time before finally separating. I asked in a sweet voice, "Daddy, why were you gone for so long? I was so worried!" "I wanted to come back quickly so I could pamper my naughty daughter. But I got stuck in traffic, so I'm late and made Bingbing wait." "Mommy said you should take good care of me, Daddy, you promised yourself, so you can't go back on your word!" I pleaded with my dad. "Of course Daddy won't go back on his word. I've already told the company that I have the week off and can spend every day with my Bingbing. Are you satisfied now?" I kissed my dad and said happily, "Is that true, Daddy? You're so good." "Alright, now Daddy will keep his promise and start 'taking good care' of you."
Daddy picked me up and carried me to his and Mommy's bedroom. I nestled obediently in my daddy's arms, feeling incredibly excited. This was because I had never made love on my parents' big bed before, and today I could finally play on such a spacious bed.
Dad gently placed me on the bed and began to undress. I, for some reason, had been eagerly anticipating this moment, but now that it was here, I felt a little lost, just blushing and staring blankly at Dad. Dad quickly undressed himself, and seeing I didn't move, he smiled and asked, "Bingbing, what's wrong? Are you embarrassed? I'm all undressed, it's your turn." I then realized Dad wanted me to undress myself, so I blushed and slowly began to undress. Since Dad always undressed me, it was quite embarrassing to do it myself today. Dad sat on the edge of the bed, watching with great interest, occasionally picking up my underwear and smelling it.
Soon I was naked too, and seeing Dad staring intently at my body, I shyly hid in his arms. Dad pressed my breasts, gently kneading them, and asked, "What's wrong with you today? It's not like it's the first time between Bingbing and Dad, why are you so shy? Remember, this week, we must put all our anxieties and worries aside and fully immerse ourselves in the experience so we can have fun and enjoy ourselves. Understand?" I blushed, blinked my big eyes, and nodded to Dad. Dad took my fingers and gently pressed my pink nipples, saying, "Your breasts are so alluring, any man would drool over them. My dear daughter, your breasts seem to have gotten bigger than before, feel them yourself." I touched them and felt that my breasts were indeed much fuller than before, and even softer and smoother. I think this is inseparable from the frequent kneading and caressing by Dad and me! I suddenly remembered a question and asked, "Dad, do you like my breasts more, or Mom's more?" This question seemed to put Dad in a difficult position. He scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then said, "Actually, I like both your breasts and Mom's very much. You're still developing, so your breasts aren't as big as Mom's, and your nipples are smaller, but they're firmer. Besides that, I can't really tell which one I like more."
Dad played with my breasts for a while, then lowered his head and sucked on my nipple, gently licking it with his tongue from time to time. He also stroked my thighs with his hands, finally pressing and teasing my vulva. I leaned weakly against Dad's chest, moaning softly. But Dad kept attacking my left breast, neglecting my right. I complained, a little annoyed, "Dad, you're so biased!" Dad didn't understand at first, and asked in confusion, "How am I biased?" "Of course you're biased! Otherwise, why would Dad always kiss the left one? Isn't my right breast fun enough?" I protested, rubbing my right breast aroused, pouting. Dad suddenly realized, and said with a smile, "Bingbing, I love how you look right now. Okay! Dad admits his mistake and will correct it right away." After saying that, Dad started playing with my right breast again, while vigorously rubbing my left breast. I felt very comfortable and excited. I twisted my body and reached out to press Dad's head down, hoping he would use more force. Seeing that I was aroused, Dad inserted his fingers into my tender hole, squeezing and rotating them inside. Under this intense stimulation, my juices flowed uncontrollably. Suddenly, Dad remembered something, got up, and took something from the bedside table. When I saw it, my face turned red. It was an electric dildo. I'd seen Dad play with it for Mom before, and she always seemed to enjoy it immensely. I'd never tried it myself and always wanted to. Seeing Dad take it out today made me very excited. Dad went back to bed, spread my legs, and gently pressed the dildo against my vulva. With a slight push, he inserted it all the way in, leaving only the wire sticking out. Then he pressed the switch, and I immediately felt the dildo vibrate violently inside my vagina. A powerful electric current surged through my body, and my body writhed in agony. It was so wonderful; I was almost going crazy. I gripped my breasts tightly, moaning loudly, "Ah, so beautiful, Daddy! My pussy is melting! It's so beautiful!" Daddy was also very excited, increasing the intensity of the dildo's vibrations level by level. He stroked my trembling body, asking me excitedly, "How is it, you little slut? Isn't it comfortable? Your mother also
loves this pleasure stick. Come on, good daughter, rub Daddy's cock." I obediently grasped Daddy's hard, iron-like penis and vigorously stroked it. Daddy also kept pinching my nipples. We were both enveloped in extreme pleasure, letting out satisfied moans in unison.
After a while, Daddy couldn't hold back any longer, so he took out the dildo and immediately inserted his large penis into my pussy, then began to thrust vigorously. I felt that Daddy's penis was particularly hard and hot today. After only a few dozen thrusts, I had already ejaculated once. I gazed at my father with alluring eyes, thinking how mighty and valiant he was. My heart was filled with desire, and I couldn't help but moan, "Ah, good daddy, big cock, daddy, you're killing me! I feel so good, you're hitting my G-spot again! Harder, my little pussy is so beautiful!" After thrusting for a while, my father got a little tired and lay back on the bed, gesturing for me to sit on him. I had never tried this position before, and I awkwardly knelt on my father's body, grasped his penis, and aimed it at my pussy. But because I had no experience, I failed several times. Finally, with my father's help, I managed to sit on his big penis inside my pussy. Following my father's instructions, I first slowly twisted my hips, letting his big penis rub and rotate back and forth inside my pussy. The hard glans scraped against the tender flesh, making it numb and itchy, and I felt so good. Then my father asked me to move up and down, so I started to sway my round hips and move up and down. Every time I sat down, my father's penis pressed heavily against my cervix, causing my body to tremble violently. The intense stimulation made me feel extremely excited, and I couldn't help but moan loudly, constantly increasing the speed of my movements. My breasts also shook violently, truly a sight to behold.
Just as I was immersed in the unparalleled pleasure, I kept feeling someone watching me from above. I looked up sharply and saw my parents' wedding photo above the bed. It was my mother, wearing a white wedding dress, smiling at me. My face flushed instantly. But I quickly forgot about that. Instead, I found it exciting to make love with my father under my mother's gaze, which excited me even more. I kept rubbing my breasts with both hands, looking into my mother's eyes, and loudly moaning, "Oh, I can't take it anymore, Daddy, you're so good, I'm coming again, ahhh!" This position was very enjoyable, but the downside was that it was very physically demanding. I lasted for more than ten minutes before I was drenched in sweat. Seeing that I couldn't hold on any longer, my father sat up, pushed me down on the bed, pressed down on my thighs, and began to thrust wildly. This storm-like onslaught filled my brain with waves of pleasure, and I only wanted his big penis to penetrate my vagina deeper and harder. My father thrust hundreds more times before finally ejaculating. After this thrilling battle, we were both exhausted, just smiling at each other. After a long while, I finally felt a bit more energetic, so I lay on top of Dad, kissing him repeatedly, and said softly, "Daddy, you were so powerful today! It felt so good, so comfortable. Let's start again, I want it again." Dad stroked my buttocks and laughed, "Good daughter, you weren't bad today either. In bed, you're becoming more and more like your mother, like a little slut. But Daddy isn't ready yet, I have to wait a little longer." "Why not now? I can't wait!" "Look at Daddy's dick, you've bullied it so much it can't even lift its head, how can I play with you?" I looked and saw that Daddy's once majestic penis had become limp and lifeless, so I quickly grabbed his penis and kneaded it hard. His penis hardened a little, but it was still far from its best state. I was getting a little anxious. I pouted and looked at my dad, asking, "Dad, is there any way to make my penis grow bigger faster?" "Of course there is! As long as you're willing to give Dad oral sex, Dad's penis will grow bigger very quickly." "Oral sex?" I asked doubtfully. "Oral sex means you suck Dad's penis with your mouth. You must have seen Mom suck my penis, it's like that." Hearing this, I blushed deeply and squeezed his penis hard, saying coquettishly, "Dad, you're so naughty! You're trying to bully me again! I won't do it, it's so dirty!" "Good daughter, just let Dad have some fun. Dad often licks your pussy!" I shook my head, blushing. Dad continued to persuade me, "Come on, my good daughter. You know Mom loves licking penises the most. Come on, try it, you'll definitely like it." Seeing the longing in my father's eyes, my heart softened, so I leaned over and grasped his penis, rubbing it a few times. As soon as I opened my mouth, I smelled a foul stench and frowned. After hesitating for a long time, I finally mustered my courage, closed my eyes, and took my father's penis into my mouth.
Although his penis wasn't erect yet, it still filled my mouth completely, and the strange smell made it difficult to breathe. Not knowing what to do next, I opened my eyes and looked at my father, and found that... Her eyes were tightly closed, her mouth open, and she was moaning softly, her face filled with ecstasy. I recalled how my mother performed oral sex on my father, and I tried to imitate her, using my mouth to stroke his penis.
Sure enough, his penis quickly grew thicker and harder in my mouth, almost bursting my lips. The huge glans pressed against my throat, making me nearly suffocate. As his penis moved in and out of my mouth, I suddenly felt a strange urge and began to stroke it even harder. I naturally licked it with my tender tongue. The more I sucked, the more excited I became. I gradually got used to the strange, unpleasant smell of his penis, and now I even found it somewhat pleasant. Dad kept groaning heavily, calling out incoherently, "Ah, Bingbing, you learn so fast! It feels so good! Faster! Yes, like that! Lick the glans hard with your tongue!" By this time, Dad's penis had become very thick and hard. I tried my best, but my small mouth could only barely fit the glans and a small part of the penis. Slowly, I figured out some of the tricks of oral sex, and my movements became much more skilled.
I kept licking the glans like I was eating a lollipop, even mischievously biting it lightly with my teeth, which unexpectedly made Dad even more excited. Dad breathed heavily with excitement and pressed my head down so that his penis could penetrate deeper into my mouth. "So oral sex is this exciting and fun! The penis keeps getting bigger and harder in my mouth, that feeling is so wonderful. No wonder Mom likes to lick Dad's penis so much." "I thought to myself as I sucked on my dad's penis. I have to admit, this one oral sex session alone had me completely captivated. I sucked harder and harder, licking his entire penis until it glistened and looked quite beautiful.
Suddenly, my dad patted my head, indicating that it was enough. Although I wasn't quite done yet, my vagina was starting to itch unbearably, so I kissed the glans again before sitting up. I wiped my mouth, still feeling unsatisfied, and gave my dad an embarrassed smile. My dad laughed and pulled me into his arms, kneading my breasts, and said, 'Bingbing, Daddy's cock tastes good, doesn't it? I told you you'd like it. The way you were sucking my cock just now made you look like a little slut.' 'Who said I liked it?' I blushed and argued, 'If Daddy hadn't forced me, I wouldn't have bothered sucking your dirty, smelly cock. I even hurt my teeth just now.' 'Okay, since you hate Daddy's cock so much, then Daddy won't put it in your vagina.'" "I got angry as soon as I heard that, and punched my dad, saying angrily, 'Dad, you're so mean! You didn't keep your word! Wait till Mom comes back, I'll tell her you didn't take good care of me and even bullied me!' 'Alright, Bingbing, stop it. Dad was just joking with you! Look how seriously you took it. Lie down properly and let Dad penetrate your little cunt.'" "I really needed it then, so I immediately lay down on my side as my dad asked. Dad lifted one of my thighs, first rubbing my vulva with his hand, then thrusting his big penis hard into my vagina, pumping rapidly.
This time, Dad was even more vigorous, fucking me for almost an hour, changing positions several times, before finally filling my vagina with his semen. After this long period of pleasure, both Dad and I were exhausted, and soon we both fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up, I found that night had fallen. I don't know when Dad got up, but I lay lazily on the bed, reminiscing about our passionate battle that afternoon, and couldn't help but get excited again. Just
then, I saw Dad come in with a towel around his waist. I asked him where he had been, and Dad smiled and patted my butt, saying, 'You've been playing all afternoon, and you're all dirty. I've already prepared the water, let's take a bath first and then eat, how about it?'" "
I was excited but also a little embarrassed when Dad said he wanted to take a bath with me, since I hadn't bathed with anyone in years. I nodded shyly and said, 'Okay.' Dad picked me up and smiled, saying, 'Bingbing, still blushing? It's not the first time. You know, when you were little, Dad used to bathe you all the time!' We went to the bathroom, and Dad put me in the large tub and sat down himself. The bathroom was steamy and the water was hot, making my face even redder. Dad came closer and said he wanted to wash me. I was still a little uncomfortable and blushed, trying to avoid him, saying 'No,' but Dad still pulled me into his arms. I struggled shyly, but Dad tickled my armpits, making me giggle. I had no choice but to beg Dad for mercy. 'Good daughter, that's how you behave.'" "Dad gently stroked my nose, smiling broadly. I nestled obediently in his arms, letting his large hands wash away the sweat and traces of our lovemaking. Dad was very gentle and careful, scrubbing my soft skin, then applying shower gel evenly and meticulously to my neck, breasts, lower abdomen, and back, massaging it back and forth. I felt incredibly comfortable, and my nipples unconsciously hardened again. Dad noticed I was aroused and began to play with my breasts. My breasts, covered in lotion, became even more..." My breasts were smooth and slippery, wriggling like eels in my father's large hands, which only fueled his lust. He eventually pressed his face against my breasts, rubbing them back and forth. When he looked up, his face was covered in lotion, making me chuckle. Then, he had me sit on the edge of the tub, spread my legs, and began washing my vulva. He parted my labia, carefully wiping the tender flesh, occasionally licking it with his tongue. His teasing aroused me, and my desire surged, my juices flowing freely.
Finally, I stuck out my round bottom again, letting Dad lather my thighs, buttocks, and even my anus with shower gel. Dad then picked up the showerhead and rinsed my body clean. Finally, I was done. Dad sat in the water, carefully examining me after my bath. I felt a little embarrassed and quickly hid in the water. "Bingbing, you're done washing. Now it's your turn to serve Dad." "Dad, you're so naughty, always teasing me like this!" Although I protested verbally, I secretly found it quite amusing.
I went to Dad's side, picked up a bath towel, and began to wash his body. My breasts swayed with my movements, occasionally brushing against Dad's body. Each skin-to-skin contact sent shivers down my spine, like an electric shock. Finally, it was time to wash Dad's penis. I don't know when, but it had become thick and strong again. I poured shower gel into my palm and then grasped his penis and began to rub it. Soon, Dad's penis grew higher and harder, almost too big for my small hands to grasp. Dad seemed to enjoy it, his large hands cupping and caressing my breasts from below, occasionally letting out satisfied moans. I carefully washed Dad's penis, not even missing the dirt in the coronal sulcus. Next, I turned my attention to his scrotum, gently holding it, feeling the two testicles rotating in my palms. This direct stimulation excited Dad even more, and he unconsciously increased the pressure of kneading my breasts, causing me to moan incessantly.
Dad suddenly stood up, panting heavily, and made me turn around. I knew Dad wanted it again, so I obediently lay down on the edge of the bathtub, raising my round, pink buttocks, waiting for Dad to penetrate me. In fact, after the teasing just now, my desire had also become burning hot. Dad held my buttocks with one hand and grasped his penis with the other, aiming at my wet little hole, and with a "plop," he thrust it in all the way. Because his penis was coated with shower gel, it was incredibly slippery, sliding in and out of my vagina without any obstruction. My father's thrusts increased, my petite body swaying violently, my breasts bobbing like IV drips beneath me. I moaned incessantly, unable to resist grabbing my breasts with one hand, desperately thrusting my hips back to allow his large penis to penetrate even deeper. Our movements grew faster and faster, our bodies twisting like springs. In the bathroom, my wanton moans and my father's deep breathing mingled, swirling in the misty steam—a scene of utter debauchery.
My father relentlessly violated me, seemingly trying to release all his passion into my vagina. My back ached from standing, but my father showed no sign of stopping; I could only struggle to hold on. Finally, Dad's pent-up passion erupted. He pressed himself tightly against me, his hands gripping my breasts tightly, and ejaculated his burning, white desire into my body.
I collapsed weakly into Dad's arms, his penis still inside me. Dad kissed the sweat from my hair with boundless tenderness, gently massaging my still aroused body. After a while, I felt Dad's penis harden again, but after the series of fierce battles, I was exhausted and hungry, unable to continue. I asked somewhat fearfully, "Dad, you were too amazing today, do you want more? But I..." Dad understood my unease and smiled, "Dad was really happy today, but I'm a little hungry now. Let's eat first, and play again afterwards!" I blushed and nodded, and we washed ourselves clean again. Leaving the bathroom, I glanced at the clock and was shocked. Dad and I had been in the bathroom for almost two hours! We hadn't eaten anything for half a day, but Mom wasn't home, so we had to fend for ourselves. After a flurry of frantic activity, we finally managed to cook a few dishes. But upon tasting them, both Dad and I frowned. Apparently, one dish was under-salted, and another was burnt. However, we were starving, and ate like wolves. After dinner, we felt much more energetic. Dad and I sat naked in the living room, chatting and laughing. Dad gently stroked my slightly swollen vulva, telling some dirty jokes. This made my cheeks flush, and I giggled softly. My vulva started to feel hot again, and I began to leak vaginal fluid. Dad asked me, "Do you want to watch porn?" I asked疑惑地问, "What's porn?" Dad smiled and said, "It's very good." He went into the bedroom, quickly brought out a videotape, inserted it into the VCR, and put it on. After watching for a few minutes, I was already blushing. So porn was pornographic videotape; I had only heard of it before. I was a little curious, but also a little embarrassed. However, under Dad's persuasion, I had no choice but to continue watching, my face burning.
This film mainly depicts a midnight sex fiend who lurks in a building, waiting to rape single women. The steamy sex scenes in the film were eye-opening and made me very excited, so nervous that I could hardly breathe. My father was explaining things to me, while stroking my breasts and even taking my hand to play with his already erect penis. Before I knew it, the film was over, but I was still immersed in those erotic and stimulating scenes. My father turned off the VCR, stood in front of me, and his erect penis was dangling in front of my eyes. I glanced at my father, and then without hesitation, I grabbed his penis and put it in my mouth. My father's penis kept swelling in my mouth, and I felt extremely stimulated, licking it hard. But my father's penis was too big for my small mouth; even with all my strength, I could only take in about a third of it. So I took his penis out of my mouth and licked it little by little from the outside, even carefully licking the base.
Dad seemed very satisfied with my progress. While enjoying my oral sex, he would occasionally brush the hair that fell in front of my eyes, so he could clearly see my expression during the act. I imagine I must have looked incredibly lewd. Thinking about this gave me a strange excitement, and I became increasingly bold and unrestrained in teasing Dad's penis, occasionally glancing shyly at his reaction, even taking the time to stroke his buttocks. Dad, not to be outdone, reached out and kneaded my full breasts, rubbing my already erect nipples. Dad's teasing aroused me greatly. While licking Dad's penis, I spread my legs, revealing my already overflowing vulva. I no longer cared about being embarrassed, using my fingers to separate my labia and forcefully thrusting inside my vagina. Dad was also extremely aroused; his penis was fully erect. My father held my head down and began thrusting his penis rapidly in and out of my mouth, treating my mouth like a vagina. Each thrust almost reached my throat, and I could only passively let the thick penis slide quickly through my mouth, finding it difficult to breathe.
The scene before me quickly reminded me of the pornographic film I had just watched; hadn't the pervert in the film raped a girl in the same way? And my father's current state wasn't much different from that pervert's. Gradually, I felt as if I had become that violated girl in the film, being wantonly raped by the pervert. It was so stimulating! I vigorously rubbed my breasts, moaning softly, experiencing the pleasure of being raped.
Suddenly, I remembered the pervert in the movie who ejaculated into the girl's mouth and forced her to swallow. Would my father do the same? I had once secretly watched my father ejaculate in my mother's mouth, and she happily swallowed it. I've always found it hard to accept this kind of sex, but the current situation made me somewhat eager. Just as I was filled with inner conflict, I heard my father let out a low growl, and his penis trembled violently in my mouth, spurting out thick, hot semen like bullets. Before I could react, much of the semen had already been swallowed, and I felt a burning sensation in my stomach. My father didn't withdraw his penis until the last drop was ejaculated, but it didn't soften; it remained erect. I tasted the semen remaining in my mouth; it was sticky and had a strange taste, but it wasn't too bad, so I swallowed it all. Dad hugged me tightly, smiling, and said, "Bingbing, does Daddy's semen taste good?" I rolled my eyes at him, feigning anger, and said, "Tasty? It's awful! Daddy, you're so mean! You didn't even tell me beforehand; my tongue is burning!" "Alright, Daddy knows he was wrong. But you don't know that a man's semen is a wonderful tonic for beauty and health. If you girls eat it often, your skin will become white and tender." "You're lying! I don't believe you!" "If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. But the truth is, you can ask Mom." "You know perfectly well that I wouldn't dare ask Mom, so of course you wouldn't know if you're lying to me." "Fine, Bingbing, you're too good with words, Dad can't argue with you, let's keep playing!" I grabbed Dad's penis and playfully asked, "Dad, how do you want to play with me?" Dad scratched his head and said, "I haven't thought about it yet, good daughter, you put Dad's penis in your hole first, and then we'll think about it together." I thought that was a good idea, so I got up and faced Dad, holding his penis with one hand, aiming at my vagina, and slowly sat down. Dad's penis slid smoothly into my wet vagina. I wrapped my arms around my father's neck, gently swaying my round hips, letting his penis rub against the sensitive walls of
my vagina, causing the lustful fluids to seep out incessantly from the crevice. I felt a surge of heat within me, like spring waves rippling, and my cheeks flushed red. My beautiful eyes, watery and bright, were filled with joy. My father, supporting my slender waist, silently gazed at me, his dark eyes radiating boundless love and contentment. Suddenly, I noticed my father sighing and shaking his head, which puzzled me. I quickly asked, "Dad, what's wrong? Why are you sighing?" My father stroked my cheek, and after a long while, he said, "Nothing, Bingbing. I just suddenly realized that although we can still play together now, one day you will leave me and go into the arms of another man. Thinking about this makes me a little sad. Bingbing, do you think I'm being a little selfish?" I didn't understand my father's words, but hearing that my father and I were going to be separated filled me with worry. I squeezed my father's penis tightly, holding him close as if afraid he would disappear from my side. Innocently, I said, "Dad, don't worry, I'll only love you. I'll stay with you my whole life, letting you play alone, and I won't go anywhere else." My father was deeply moved. He smiled and pinched my nose, saying, "Silly child, that's impossible. We're father and daughter after all. When you grow up, you'll still get married. At that time, as long as you haven't forgotten your father and come back to visit when you have time, I'll be content. I don't know what good deeds my future son-in-law accumulated in his past life; he's truly blessed to marry such a beautiful daughter like me." Only then did I understand... "Dad, what are you saying? I don't want to get married. If I do, I want to marry Dad." Dad smiled and shook his head, saying, "Wouldn't that be bigamy? Okay, let's not talk about that. But it's okay, at least until you get married, you still belong to Dad. I'll take good care of you. Sit up, let Dad fuck your little cunt again." I sat up as Dad instructed, and he held my buttocks, letting me slowly lie down on the bed. During this time, Dad's penis remained inside my cunt. Dad lowered himself and began to slowly thrust in and out. I opened my pretty eyes slightly, watching Dad rise and fall on top of me, coordinating my cunt with the in and out of his penis, sometimes tightening and sometimes loosening, to make the wonderful feeling deeper and more intense.
This time, Dad's attack was not like the stormy storm of the past, but as gentle as a breeze and drizzle. The large penis slid slowly inside my vagina, thrusting in and out, the hard glans gently kissing the tender walls of my vagina. My father's hands weren't idle either, constantly playing with my breasts. I was burning with desire, swaying my body slightly, letting out soft moans. Suddenly, my father stopped, making me sit up and let him stroke his penis. I obeyed his every word, holding onto his shoulders, gently swaying my round hips, allowing his thick penis to move freely in and out of me. My father cupped my face, kissing me carefully. From my forehead to my eyelids, then along the bridge of my nose, he kissed my alluring lips. I extended my tongue, which he immediately took into his mouth, sucking it forcefully.
After a long while, Dad finally released my tongue, gently pinching my nipple and smiling as he said, "Bingbing, Dad really loves you more and more now. Do you remember the first time we made love? You were so embarrassed and shy. Look at you now, like a little slut." "Dad, stop talking. You don't even spare your own daughter, what kind of father are you? You're making fun of me like this. If you say it again, I won't play with you anymore!" Although I protested shyly, my lower body continued to move. Dad also pressed my buttocks with both hands, kneading my plump buttocks forcefully. At the same time, he teased me, "Good daughter, isn't this more fun? Last time when you were penetrating my hole, you were worried that Daddy's big cock would damage your tender little hole. Are you still worried now? After playing with Daddy's hole so many times, your icy tender hole is still so tight, it feels so good to grip my cock, Daddy doesn't want to pull it out." So I squeezed my hole tighter and said lewdly, "Since Daddy likes my hole so much, don't pull your big cock out. Let's stay like this forever, like conjoined twins, okay?" Daddy happily thrust his penis into my hole a few times and said humorously, "That would be good, but what about going to the toilet? We won't be able to go out." "Then we can..." I couldn't think of a good solution for a moment, so I said coquettishly, "Okay, Daddy, you've confused me, let's not talk about this anymore." As I spoke, I kept moving my buttocks, letting Daddy's penis go in and out of my peach blossom cave. But after all, I was young and weak, and soon I was covered in sweat. At the same time, I felt this wasn't enough, so I whispered and begged, "Daddy, I'm out of energy, you should fuck me instead!" "Bingbing, you can't beg Daddy like that. Be louder, be more lewd, act like a little slut, that way Daddy will get more excited when he fucks me, and you'll enjoy it more." Daddy said with a lewd grin.
I was already burning with lust, all I wanted was for Daddy to fuck my pussy hard with his big cock. My girlish shyness had long since vanished. Almost without thinking, I said lewdly, "Daddy, Bingbing's pussy is so itchy, so horny, please use your big cock to fuck Bingbing's horny pussy hard, fuck your horny daughter to death. Good Daddy, is that okay?" Daddy was a little surprised to hear my words, but then he smiled and said, "Good Bingbing, Daddy hasn't spoiled you for nothing. Come on, let Daddy fuck your pussy properly." After saying that, Daddy got up, pressed me down, and started thrusting hard. By this time, my vulva was overflowing with fluid, and my father's penis could move in and out of my hole smoothly without any obstruction. My father also pulled my hand and pressed it against my clitoris, kneading it incessantly. With my father doing this, I could no longer bear it. My body trembled violently, and I used my other hand to vigorously rub my breasts, moaning lewdly: "Mmm, good father, oh, big cock father, I feel so good, fuck me to death, fuck me harder, fuck my little cunt to pieces, oh, faster, Xiaofang, I want father to rape me like in the TV show." My father was also stimulated by my lewdness, and his lust was rising higher and higher. His body was like a wound-up spring, swinging rapidly. Every thrust was with all his might. His big penis, like a red-hot iron rod, recklessly rammed into my little hole, making "squeak, squeak" sounds. Finally, Dad got carried away and simply picked me up and stood up, walking around the living room while he fucked my pussy. I clung tightly to Dad's neck, while he supported my buttocks and kept tossing me up and down. With the weight of my body, each time my uterus slammed heavily against his hard glans, making my uterus numb, but it felt so good.
The immense pleasure was driving me crazy; I had already climaxed several times in no time. At that moment, I felt like a small boat tossed about in a turbulent sea, repeatedly lifted by giant waves and then slammed down. It was so exciting; my whole body was in a state of extreme excitement. I pressed tightly against my father's body, letting out seductive moans with each rise and fall. My full breasts pressed tightly against his chest, sliding and rubbing against him. Every time my firm nipples touched his, I felt an electric current flow through his body, sending a whirlwind of intoxicating excitement through my own. This way of making love was incredibly stimulating, but also extremely exhausting. My father struggled for over ten minutes before finally ejaculating inside me. I leaned limply against his sweat-drenched chest, kissing his shoulder. His penis was still inside me, trembling slightly. Only when his penis stopped moving completely did Dad slowly put me down.
Dad was a little tired, so he sat down on the bed to rest. I saw that Dad was covered in sweat and felt sorry for him. So I poured him a glass of water and brought it to him. Dad was very happy. He drank the water while looking at me, and suddenly laughed. I was a little confused, but when I looked down, my face couldn't help but turn red. It turned out that my hair was disheveled and hanging over my chest, my breasts were still very swollen, and there was a lot of Dad's saliva on them. My vulva and inner thighs were covered with vaginal fluid, and a stream of milky white semen was slowly flowing from my swollen vagina. I felt that I looked so lewd. No wonder Dad laughed.
I quickly sat down next to my father, coquettishly saying, "Dad, you're still laughing! It's all your fault I'm like this. Do you think you look good? Look at your little brother, so proud just now, now it's limp, like a turtle hiding its head." "Bingbing, it's all my fault for spoiling you. Can't even a smile from Dad? Watch Dad teach you a lesson later." I defiantly thrust out my full breasts, saying provocatively, "Okay! Dad, I really want to see what other tricks you have up your sleeve to teach me."
"Dad is the best at teaching you girls, and I still have many tricks up my sleeve. But you'll have to wait until later to see how powerful Dad is, unless, my good daughter is willing..." Dad pointed maliciously at his limp penis. Of course, I understood his intention and was eager to see what new tricks he had up his sleeve, so I immediately said, "Dad, that's not a problem." After saying that, I lifted Dad's limp penis, a few drops of semen still remaining on the glans. I played with it for a bit, then swallowed his penis and started sucking on it. Dad combed my long hair, occasionally stroking my smooth back. Soon, Dad's penis became hard again. I took it out of my mouth and said with a smile, "Dad, is this okay?" "Bingbing, you learn so quickly. You licked Dad so well, I almost came in your mouth again. Now watch Dad pick me up and carry me into the bedroom, gently placing me on the bed." I spread my legs wantonly, kneading my swollen breasts, my face flushed, my red lips slightly parted, my beautiful eyes teasing Dad with affection.
Dad wasn't in a hurry to have sex with me. He stood by the bed, building up his passion, constantly kneading his erect penis, admiring my wanton and seductive behavior. I was completely in character now. Looking at Dad's lustful eyes, I felt very proud, and said in a coquettish voice, "Dad, stop teasing me, hurry up and teach me with your big cock!" Bingbing couldn't wait any longer. "Finally, Dad couldn't resist any longer. He came forward, hoisted my legs onto his shoulders, his face flushed, and thrust his huge penis hard into my ravaged vagina. In this long, sweltering summer night, another passionate orgy between father and daughter began. Dad and I continued our tireless debauchery, the incestuous pleasure acting as a catalyst, igniting our rising lust. We seemed to have inexhaustible energy. I can't remember how many orgasms I experienced, only that Dad repeatedly ejaculated his milky-white love juice into my vagina, onto my breasts, and into my mouth. That night was truly wild.
When I woke up, it was already broad daylight. Perhaps because last night was too crazy, Dad hadn't woken up yet. I also felt weak and sore all over, my breasts and vagina still a little sore. But when I recalled yesterday's orgy, I couldn't help but blush with shame. It was truly unbearable." I couldn't believe I'd become so lewd and wanton. Was I really such a wanton girl?
Just then, my hand touched my father's penis and found it was erect again. I was very curious. I looked up at my father and saw that he was still sleeping soundly, a faint smile on his tired face. I thought to myself, "Dad must still be dreaming about making love with me, otherwise why is his penis hard?"
I sat up and played with my father's penis. Gazing at this magical penis that brought me endless satisfaction and pleasure, I couldn't help but get excited again. I couldn't resist lowering my head and taking the thick glans into my mouth, kissing and licking it. Soon, his penis became even harder and larger, completely filling my mouth. At this moment, my father was woken up. Seeing my actions, he laughed and said, "Bingbing, you're too naughty. You woke me from my sweet dream. Dad is going to punish you now." I remained kneeling before my father's legs, gently swaying my round, upturned buttocks, rubbing my pink face against his penis, and with my beautiful big eyes wide open, I said somewhat aggrievedly, "I'm sorry, Daddy, I didn't mean to." "Alright, Bingbing, you're such a good girl, how could Daddy punish you! But you're leaving Daddy in this awkward position, you'd better suck me out first, then let Daddy feed my precious daughter breakfast with his big cock, how about that?" I chuckled and shook my head, thinking to myself that Dad certainly had a lot of clever ideas. But I was now quite adept at oral sex and very happy to do it. I gripped his penis tightly, extending my tender tongue to skillfully lick the purplish-red glans, focusing on the urethral opening, sucking the clear, lustful fluid seeping from that beautiful slit. Then I used my tongue to clean the sludge from the groove, followed by the veiny shaft and scrotum. Finally, I proudly looked up to see Dad's reaction. He was thoroughly enjoying my oral sex, occasionally glancing at me with approving eyes. Encouraged by Dad, I opened my full, cherry-like lips and enveloped his penis. I sucked on it with a slurping sound. Not long after, Dad ejaculated inside my mouth. I savored the piping hot "breakfast," swallowing every last drop. Then I licked his penis clean before snuggling into his arms. My shy father cupped my face and kissed my lips, still wet with his semen. Suddenly, I felt the urge to urinate. I gently pushed Dad away, too embarrassed to say anything. Dad asked me curiously what was wrong, and I blushed and said I needed to pee. Dad laughed and said there was nothing to be embarrassed about; he needed to relieve himself too, and offered to take me with him. I blushed again
and said, "No!" "Although I'm often intimate with my dad now—whether it's making love, bathing, or eating—I'm quite comfortable with it, even though I'm still a little shy sometimes. But going to the toilet with him, urinating in front of him, still makes me feel very embarrassed. But my dad is adamant, so I had no choice but to blush and be carried to the bathroom by him. He carried me straight to the toilet. I whispered, begging him to put me down, but he, overjoyed, smiled and said, 'Bingbing, let Dad carry you to pee, just like when you were little, okay?'" "My face was burning red, but Dad was very happy. He spread my legs, positioned my vulva against the toilet, and gently rocked my buttocks while whistling. This made my urge to urinate even stronger. I was so ashamed to be urinated on by Dad like a baby! I tried my best to hold it in, but my body still trembled with shame. I couldn't control myself anymore, and a stream of urine spurted from my vulva, drawing a beautiful arc as it landed in the toilet, splashing up in small, clear sprays. I closed my eyes tightly in shame, eagerly hoping this embarrassing scene would pass quickly. But the more anxious I became, the slower I urinated, probably because I hadn't urinated all night. Dad, however, remained unhurried, even taking the opportunity to laugh and say, 'Bingbing, I never thought you could be so cute even when you pee.' Finally, I finished urinating. My forehead was already sweating from the urge." Dad chuckled and put me down, carefully wiping my genitals clean with toilet paper. I angrily hit Dad, but he wasn't angry. He went to the toilet, held his penis, and started urinating.
After Dad finished urinating, he turned around and smiled at me. I quickly blushed and turned my head away, pretending not to see. Dad came up behind me and grabbed my breasts from behind, playing with them. His large penis was between my buttocks, throbbing. He said, "Bingbing, you can look if you want, why are you so shy? Are you hungry? How about we take a shower first, and then eat, okay?" I nodded and went to the bathroom with Dad. While showering, we inevitably became intimate again. By the time we came out of the bathroom, it was almost noon. We ate something quickly, and Dad suggested going for a walk. I thought it was a good idea; I hadn't seen the sun for two days. Dad immediately took out several clothes from the closet and asked me to try them on. It seemed Dad had planned this all along. When I saw the clothes Dad had bought for me, my face immediately turned red. They were too sexy and revealing. How could a little girl like me go out wearing them? Seeing my hesitation, Dad said, "Bingbing, these are all clothes Dad bought especially for you. Put them on and let Dad see them." "But, Dad, these clothes are too revealing. What if the teacher or classmates see them?" "It's okay, it's unlikely to happen that way. Put them on first, and Dad will do your makeup and put on sunglasses. Even if they see you, they won't recognize you." I was still hesitant, but I couldn't persuade Dad otherwise, so I put them on. Dad then pushed me to sit down at the dressing table, and he skillfully did my makeup, drawing my eyebrows, applying powder, and putting on lipstick. It seems Dad has done Mom's makeup a lot; he knows everything. After
my makeup was done, I went to the large mirror. I almost didn't recognize myself. In the mirror, I was wearing a pink, tight-fitting, low-cut top, revealing most of my breasts and a deep cleavage; a black, super-short leather skirt that clung tightly to my rounded hips, making me look incredibly sexy. My curves were perfectly accentuated, with every part of my body in the right place. My long, black hair cascaded down my back, and with my father's meticulously styled face, I looked much more mature, like a charming and approachable young woman. I was somewhat stunned. Just then, my father, also dressed up, walked over to me, admiring me in the mirror, and exclaimed, "Wow! My Bingbing looks so beautiful!" Looking at my father's approving eyes, I felt both shy and incredibly happy. I copied my mother, taking my father's arm as we left the house.
We drove to the bustling city center, walking hand in hand slowly through the flowing crowds. To outsiders, my father and I looked like a loving older man and younger woman. I felt many burning eyes staring at me, and some men even touched me intentionally or unintentionally. My heart pounded, so I gripped my dad's hand even tighter, which made me feel much safer.
Finally, we returned home laden with bags and packages, but before we could even sit down, my dad was urging me to put on that lingerie set so he could see it. Seeing my dad's eagerness, I found it a little funny, so I changed into the sexy lingerie set. My dad's eyes widened, and he circled around me, praising me as he looked at me.
Seeing that Dad was only watching and not touching, I got a little anxious and muttered, "Dad, look at you, are you really that good-looking? Are you even better looking than me without clothes on?" Seeing my protest, Dad quickly pulled me into his arms, caressing my vulva and chuckling lewdly, "You naughty daughter, even more impatient than your dad! Let me feel if your little pussy is already wet!" "You're so annoying! It's all your fault!" "My Bingbing is getting more and more wanton. Don't worry, Dad will use his big cock to relieve your itch right away." With that, Dad started unbuckling his belt, and I eagerly helped him unbutton his shirt. Soon, we were both naked, and our two warm bodies were eagerly intertwined again. Dad pressed heavily on my body, his thick, hard penis thrusting deep into my wet, hot vagina.
My father thrust into me violently, and the itching and frustration in my vagina were instantly swept away. I couldn't help but hook my legs tightly around my father's waist, pressing my whole body even closer to him, rubbing my full breasts against his chest, and even putting my tongue into his mouth, stimulating his already uncontrollable desire. Just as my dad and I were deeply in love, the phone suddenly rang urgently. We were both startled. My dad sat up, holding me close, hesitated for a moment, then slowly picked up the receiver and put it to his ear, asking, "Who is it?" Immediately, a smile appeared on his face, and he excitedly said, "Is that Lizhen? How was your time? Are you tired?" While listening to my mom, my dad looked at me; clearly, she had mentioned me. He chuckled, "We've eaten. Bingbing and I are fine, don't worry." "Bingbing is very good; she's reading in her room right now. What? Okay, wait a moment." After saying that, my dad covered the receiver with his hand and whispered to me, "Mom wants to talk to you. Be careful, don't give anything away." I nodded, my hand trembling slightly as I took the receiver. This was the first time I'd ever called my mom under these circumstances. At that moment, my dad's penis was still hard against my vagina, and I was still immersed in the pleasure of making love with him. I waited a moment, trying to calm myself down, before whispering, "Mom." My mother's familiar voice immediately came from the other end of the phone, "Bingbing? Studying? Missing Mom? How's your eating these past few days? Do you like Dad's cooking?" "Of course I miss Mom! Dad's cooking isn't as good as yours, but it's alright." "Bingbing, why do you sound so weak? Are you feeling unwell?" "Maybe it's because I've been studying for too long; I'm a little dizzy." "Bingbing, don't study too hard. Let Dad take you out to play more often." "
My father, however, was adding to the chaos, reaching out to fondle my breasts and slowly thrusting his penis in and out of my vagina. Afraid of giving myself away, I dared not speak out, so I could only slap his hand, glaring angrily at him, while softly lying to my mother.
This scene was incredibly stimulating. My mother would never have imagined that I was sitting naked in my father's lap, making love, while simultaneously pretending to be on the phone with her. Several times, I almost cried out because of my father, but my mother was so talkative, so I could only patiently..." Listening, I had to suppress the overwhelming pleasure that was burning me with desire. But Dad seemed to be testing my willpower, lowering his head to suckle my nipple with loud smacking sounds, occasionally licking it gently. I couldn't express my suffering, and finally couldn't help but cry out "Ah!" Luckily, I covered the receiver in time so Mom wouldn't hear. After
Mom finished telling me what she wanted to say, I was so anxious I was almost sweating. Mom talked to Dad for a few more minutes before hanging up. Dad said with a grin, "Bingbing, wasn't that fun? The way you talked to Mom was so funny." I hit Dad in embarrassment and said angrily, "You're so naughty! You almost let Mom hear you. Dad, you're still laughing! If I had known you were teasing me like this, I should have told Mom you were raping me and let her come back and deal with you." "Fine, then Dad is a pervert, and now he's going to rape my precious daughter." "After saying that, Daddy hugged my slender waist, his big, thick penis pressing heavily against my cervix. I couldn't help but moan softly, frowning as I said, 'Daddy, be gentle, I'm not ready yet! Your big cock is hitting my G-spot!' 'Good, Bingbing, that's what rape is all about!' 'Okay, Daddy, if you don't make me feel good today, I'll tell Mommy.' 'Don't worry, my good daughter, Daddy will make you feel so good today.'" "
After the initial scare, my dad and I regained our passion and plunged into another intense, suffocatingly indulgent revelry. This scene repeated itself for the next few days. Whenever we were at home, my dad and I were naked, allowing us to make love and play without restraint at any time. We became even more unrestrained, leaving traces of our lovemaking on the bed, on the floor, in the bathroom, and in every corner of the room.
As my mom's return date drew closer, we became increasingly frenzied; this opportunity was too precious for my dad and me.
Finally, my mom returned, and my dad and I's carnival came to an end, and the house returned to normal." The tranquility of the past... But those unforgettable six days and seven nights will forever remain in my heart. I've begun a new wait, hoping for the next carnival with my father.
Before I knew it, summer vacation had arrived, and my inappropriate relationship with my father had been going on for almost two months. During this time, whenever we had the chance, we would make love wildly. Because my father likes to ejaculate inside me without a condom, and I was afraid of accidents, he bought birth control pills for me to take regularly.
Actually, I'm already very satisfied with being able to be close to my father so often. But there's still a small regret in my heart, which is that I can't make love with my father without any worries. Every time, I have to be extra careful, afraid that my mother will find out.
The opportunity arrived. That evening at dinner, Mom suddenly mentioned that some friends had invited her on a trip out of town for about a week. She was undecided and wanted to ask Dad and me for our opinions. This was incredible news for me; I was overjoyed. Dad must have felt just as excited. Dad and I began enthusiastically urging Mom to go. After hesitating for a while, Mom finally made up her mind. She asked if I wanted to go, and naturally, I didn't. I lied and said I wanted to stay home and study. Mom didn't force me; instead, she praised me for being sensible and knowing how to study. Finally, Mom was still a little worried that Dad wouldn't be able to take good care of me. Dad smiled, patted my head, and said with a double meaning, "Lizhen, don't worry, go and have fun. I'll take good care of our daughter."
Dad drove Mom to the train station to meet her friends, while I stayed home, excitedly and anxiously waiting for Dad to return. For a whole week, Dad and I could spend time together without any restrictions. What could make me happier than this? This is what I've been dreaming about for days. Oh my god! Am I dreaming? Why hasn't Daddy come back yet? I was lost in thought, restless and anxious, pacing back and forth in my room. Around noon, I finally heard familiar footsteps outside the door. Daddy was back! I quickly welcomed him in and eagerly flew into his arms. I had barely opened my mouth to speak when I was silenced by a passionate kiss from Daddy. We kissed for a long time before finally separating. I asked sweetly, "Daddy, why were you gone for so long? I was so worried!" "I wanted to come back quickly too, to pamper my slutty daughter. But I got stuck in traffic, so I was late and made Bingbing wait." "Mommy said you should take good care of me, Daddy, you promised yourself, so you can't go back on your word!" I pleaded with Daddy. "Of course Dad won't go back on his word. I've already told the company. I have the week off, so I can spend every day with my Bingbing. Are you satisfied now?" I kissed Dad and said happily, "Is it true, Dad? You're so good!" "Okay, now Dad will keep his promise and start 'taking good care' of you."
Dad picked me up and carried me to his and Mom's bedroom. I nestled obediently in Dad's arms, feeling incredibly excited. This was because I had never made love on my parents' big bed before, and today I could finally play on such a spacious bed. Dad gently placed me on the bed and started taking off his clothes. I don't know why, but I had been looking forward to this moment. However, when it was finally in front of me, I was a little at a loss, just blushing and staring blankly at Dad. Dad quickly took off his clothes. Seeing that I didn't move, he smiled and asked, "Bingbing, what's wrong? Are you embarrassed? I'm all undressed, it's your turn." I then realized that Dad wanted me to undress myself, so I blushed and slowly began to take off my clothes. Because Dad always undressed me, I was a little shy about doing it myself today. Dad sat on the edge of the bed, watching with great interest, occasionally picking up my underwear and smelling it.
Soon I was naked too. Seeing Dad staring intently at my body, I shyly hid in his arms. Dad pressed my breasts, gently kneading them, and asked, "What's wrong with you today? It's not like it's the first time between Bingbing and Dad. Why are you so shy? Remember, this week, we must put all our anxieties and worries aside and fully immerse ourselves in the experience so we can have fun and enjoy ourselves. Do you understand?" I blushed, blinked my big eyes, and nodded to Dad. Dad took my fingers and gently pressed them against my pink nipples, saying, "Your breasts are so alluring, any man would drool over them. My dear daughter, your breasts seem to have gotten bigger than before, feel them yourself." I touched them and felt that my breasts were indeed much fuller than before, and even softer and smoother. I thought this was inseparable from the frequent rubbing and caressing by Dad and me! I suddenly remembered a question and asked, "Dad, do you like my breasts more, or do you like Mom's more?" This question seemed to put Dad in a difficult position. He scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then said, "Actually, I like both your breasts and Mom's very much. You are still developing, so your breasts are not as big as Mom's, and your nipples are smaller, but they are firmer than Mom's. Apart from that, I can't tell which one I like more."
Dad played with my breasts for a while, then lowered his head and sucked on my nipples, occasionally licking them gently with the tip of his tongue. He also rubbed my thighs with his hands, and finally pressed them against my vulva and started to tease it. I leaned weakly against my father's chest, humming softly. But he kept focusing on my left breast, neglecting my right. I complained, a little annoyed, "Daddy, you're so unfair!" He didn't seem to understand, asking in confusion, "How am I unfair?" "Of course you are! Otherwise, why would I always kiss the left one? Isn't my right breast fun enough?" I protested, rubbing my right breast with a pout. He suddenly realized, smiling, "Bingbing, I love how you are right now. Okay! I admit my mistake and will correct it immediately." Then he started playing with my right breast again, while vigorously rubbing my left. I felt very comfortable and excited. I twisted my body, reaching out to press my father's head down, hoping he would use more force. Seeing that I was aroused, Dad inserted his finger into my tender hole, squeezing and rotating it inside. Under this intense stimulation, my juices flowed uncontrollably. Suddenly, Dad remembered something, got up, and took something from the bedside table. When I saw it, my face turned red. It turned out that Dad had taken out an electric dildo. I had seen Dad play with it for Mom before, and Mom always seemed to enjoy it very much when it was inserted into her vagina. I had never tried it myself and had always wanted to. Seeing Dad take it out today made me very excited. Dad returned to the bed, spread my legs, and gently pressed the dildo against my vaginal opening. With a slight push, he inserted the entire dildo into my vagina, leaving only the wire sticking out. Then he pressed the switch, and I immediately felt the dildo vibrate violently inside my vagina. The pleasure was like a strong electric current that instantly swept through my entire body, and my body writhed incessantly. It was so wonderful; I was almost going crazy. I gripped my breasts tightly, moaning loudly, "Ah, so beautiful, Daddy! My pussy is melting! It's so beautiful!" Daddy was also very excited, increasing the intensity of the dildo's vibrations level by level. He stroked my trembling body, asking me excitedly, "How is it, you little slut? Isn't it comfortable? Your mother also
loves this pleasure stick. Come on, good daughter, rub Daddy's cock." I obediently grasped Daddy's hard, iron-like penis and vigorously stroked it. Daddy also kept pinching my nipples. We were both enveloped in extreme pleasure, letting out satisfied moans in unison.
After a while, Daddy couldn't hold back any longer, so he took out the dildo and immediately inserted his large penis into my pussy, then began to thrust vigorously. I felt that Daddy's penis was particularly hard and hot today. After only a few dozen thrusts, I had already ejaculated once. I gazed at my father with alluring eyes, thinking how mighty and valiant he was. My heart was filled with desire, and I couldn't help but moan, "Ah, good daddy, big cock, daddy, you're killing me! I feel so good, you're hitting my G-spot again! Harder, my little pussy is so beautiful!" After thrusting for a while, my father got a little tired and lay back on the bed, gesturing for me to sit on him. I had never tried this position before, and I awkwardly knelt on my father's body, grasped his penis, and aimed it at my pussy. But because I had no experience, I failed several times. Finally, with my father's help, I managed to sit on his big penis inside my pussy. Following my father's instructions, I first slowly twisted my hips, letting his big penis rub and rotate back and forth inside my pussy. The hard glans scraped against the tender flesh, making it numb and itchy, and I felt so good. Then my father asked me to move up and down, so I started to sway my round hips and move up and down. Every time I sat down, my father's penis pressed heavily against my cervix, causing my body to tremble violently. The intense stimulation made me feel extremely excited, and I couldn't help but moan loudly, constantly increasing the speed of my movements. My breasts also shook violently, truly a sight to behold.
Just as I was immersed in the unparalleled pleasure, I kept feeling someone watching me from above. I looked up sharply and saw my parents' wedding photo above the bed. It was my mother, wearing a white wedding dress, smiling at me. My face flushed instantly. But I quickly forgot about that. Instead, I found it exciting to make love with my father under my mother's gaze, which excited me even more. I kept rubbing my breasts with both hands, looking into my mother's eyes, and loudly moaning, "Oh, I can't take it anymore, Daddy, you're so good, I'm coming again, ahhh!" This position was very enjoyable, but the downside was that it was very physically demanding. I lasted for more than ten minutes before I was drenched in sweat. Seeing that I couldn't hold on any longer, my father sat up, pushed me down on the bed, pressed down on my thighs, and began to thrust wildly. This storm-like onslaught filled my brain with waves of pleasure, and I only wanted his big penis to penetrate my vagina deeper and harder. My father thrust hundreds more times before finally ejaculating. After this thrilling battle, we were both exhausted, just smiling at each other. After a long while, I finally felt a bit more energetic, so I lay on top of Dad, kissing him repeatedly, and said softly, "Daddy, you were so powerful today! It felt so good, so comfortable. Let's start again, I want it again." Dad stroked my buttocks and laughed, "Good daughter, you weren't bad today either. In bed, you're becoming more and more like your mother, like a little slut. But Daddy isn't ready yet, I have to wait a little longer." "Why not now? I can't wait!" "Look at Daddy's dick, you've bullied it so much it can't even lift its head, how can I play with you?" I looked and saw that Daddy's once majestic penis had become limp and lifeless, so I quickly grabbed his penis and kneaded it hard. His penis hardened a little, but it was still far from its best state. I was getting a little anxious. I pouted and looked at my dad, asking, "Dad, is there any way to make my penis grow bigger faster?" "Of course there is! As long as you're willing to give Dad oral sex, Dad's penis will grow bigger very quickly." "Oral sex?" I asked doubtfully. "Oral sex means you suck Dad's penis with your mouth. You must have seen Mom suck my penis, it's like that." Hearing this, I blushed deeply and squeezed his penis hard, saying coquettishly, "Dad, you're so naughty! You're trying to bully me again! I won't do it, it's so dirty!" "Good daughter, just let Dad have some fun. Dad often licks your pussy!" I shook my head, blushing. Dad continued to persuade me, "Come on, my good daughter. You know Mom loves licking penises the most. Come on, try it, you'll definitely like it." Seeing the longing in my father's eyes, my heart softened, so I leaned over and grasped his penis, rubbing it a few times. As soon as I opened my mouth, I smelled a foul stench and frowned. After hesitating for a long time, I finally mustered my courage, closed my eyes, and took my father's penis into my mouth.
Although his penis wasn't erect yet, it still filled my mouth completely, and the strange smell made it difficult to breathe. Not knowing what to do next, I opened my eyes and looked at my father, and found that... Her eyes were tightly closed, her mouth open, and she was moaning softly, her face filled with ecstasy. I recalled how my mother performed oral sex on my father, and I tried to imitate her, using my mouth to stroke his penis.
Sure enough, his penis quickly grew thicker and harder in my mouth, almost bursting my lips. The huge glans pressed against my throat, making me nearly suffocate. As his penis moved in and out of my mouth, I suddenly felt a strange urge and began to stroke it even harder. I naturally licked it with my tender tongue. The more I sucked, the more excited I became. I gradually got used to the strange, unpleasant smell of his penis, and now I even found it somewhat pleasant. Dad kept groaning heavily, calling out incoherently, "Ah, Bingbing, you learn so fast! It feels so good! Faster! Yes, like that! Lick the glans hard with your tongue!" By this time, Dad's penis had become very thick and hard. I tried my best, but my small mouth could only barely fit the glans and a small part of the penis. Slowly, I figured out some of the tricks of oral sex, and my movements became much more skilled.
I kept licking the glans like I was eating a lollipop, even mischievously biting it lightly with my teeth, which unexpectedly made Dad even more excited. Dad breathed heavily with excitement and pressed my head down so that his penis could penetrate deeper into my mouth. "So oral sex is this exciting and fun! The penis keeps getting bigger and harder in my mouth, that feeling is so wonderful. No wonder Mom likes to lick Dad's penis so much." "I thought to myself as I sucked on my dad's penis. I have to admit, this one time of oral sex had me completely captivated. I sucked harder and harder, licking his entire penis until it glistened and looked quite beautiful.
Suddenly, my dad patted my head, indicating that it was enough. Although I wasn't quite done yet, my vagina was starting to itch unbearably, so I kissed the glans again before sitting up. I wiped my mouth, still feeling unsatisfied, and gave my dad an embarrassed smile. My dad laughed and pulled me into his arms, kneading my breasts, and said, 'Bingbing, Daddy's cock tastes good, doesn't it? I told you you'd like it. The way you were sucking my cock just now made you look like a little slut.' 'Who said I liked it?' I blushed and argued, 'If Daddy hadn't forced me, I wouldn't have bothered sucking your dirty, smelly cock. I even hurt my teeth just now.' 'Okay, since you hate Daddy's cock so much, then Daddy won't put it in your vagina.'" "I got angry as soon as I heard that, and punched my dad, saying angrily, 'Dad, you're so mean! You didn't keep your word! Wait till Mom comes back, I'll tell her you didn't take good care of me and even bullied me!' 'Alright, Bingbing, stop it. Dad was just joking with you! Look how seriously you took it. Lie down properly and let Dad penetrate your little cunt.'" "I really needed it then, so I immediately lay down on my side as my dad asked. Dad lifted one of my thighs, first rubbing my vulva with his hand, then thrusting his big penis hard into my vagina, pumping rapidly.
This time, Dad was even more vigorous, fucking me for almost an hour, changing positions several times, before finally filling my vagina with his semen. After this long period of pleasure, both Dad and I were exhausted, and soon we both fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up, I found that night had fallen. I don't know when Dad got up, but I lay lazily on the bed, reminiscing about our passionate battle that afternoon, and couldn't help but get excited again. Just
then, I saw Dad come in with a towel around his waist. I asked him where he had been, and Dad smiled and patted my butt, saying, 'You've been playing all afternoon, and you're all dirty. I've already prepared the water, let's take a bath first and then eat, how about it?'" "I was excited but also a little embarrassed when Dad said he wanted to take a bath with me, since I hadn't bathed with anyone in years. I nodded shyly and said, 'Okay.' Dad picked me up and smiled, saying, 'Bingbing, still blushing? It's not the first time. You know, when you were little, Dad used to bathe you all the time!' We went to the bathroom, and Dad put me in the large tub and sat down himself. The bathroom was steamy and the water was hot, making my face even redder. Dad came closer and said he wanted to wash me. I was still a little uncomfortable and blushed, trying to avoid him, saying 'No,' but Dad still pulled me into his arms. I struggled shyly, but Dad tickled my armpits, making me giggle. I had no choice but to beg Dad for mercy. 'Good daughter, that's how you behave.'" "Dad gently stroked my nose, smiling broadly. I nestled obediently in his arms, letting his large hands wash away the sweat and traces of our lovemaking. Dad was very gentle and careful, scrubbing my soft skin, then applying shower gel evenly and meticulously to my neck, breasts, lower abdomen, and back, massaging it back and forth. I felt incredibly comfortable, and my nipples unconsciously hardened again. Dad noticed I was aroused and began to play with my breasts. My breasts, covered in lotion, were even smoother, wriggling like eels in his large hands, which further aroused him. Finally, he pressed his face against my breasts, rubbing them back and forth. When Dad looked up, his face was covered in sticky..." My vulva was covered in lotion, which made me chuckle. Then Dad had me sit on the edge of the tub, spread my legs, and cleaned my vulva. Dad opened my labia and carefully wiped the tender flesh, occasionally licking it with his tongue. His teasing aroused me, and my juices flowed freely.
Finally, I stuck out my round bottom so Dad could lather my thighs, buttocks, and even my anus. Dad then picked up the showerhead and rinsed me clean. Finally, he sat in the water, carefully examining me after my bath. I felt a little embarrassed and quickly hid in the water. "Bingbing, you're done washing. Now it's your turn to serve Dad." "Dad, you're so naughty! You're always teasing me!" Although I protested verbally, I secretly found it quite amusing.
I went to my father's side and picked up...

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