Family affection, home, filial daughter

Xiaoling held a photograph in her hands, two streams of tears slowly rolling down her cheeks. The photo showed a middle-aged couple embracing affectionately, their faces beaming with happiness. Behind them, a pretty middle school girl playfully leaned on their shoulders.
The couple in the photo were Xiaoling and her parents; it was taken two years ago. At that time, Xiaoling had just been admitted to the city's top high school, and her father had just been promoted to director of the city's land administration bureau. On this double occasion, the family of three went to a fancy restaurant to celebrate.
In this elegant setting, the father affectionately said to Xiaoling, "My good daughter, among all of us promoted cadres, you are the best. Other people's children are either naughty or don't study hard. My dear daughter, make your father proud and strive to get into Tsinghua or Peking University."
Xiaoling smiled gently and said, "Yes, ma'am. But Dad, you have to grant me one request."
The father laughed and said, "Alright, now tell me your request. What is it?"
Xiaoling said, "If I get into a top high school, Dad will become a bureau chief. If I get into a top university, Dad should be promoted again."
Upon hearing this, the mother exclaimed, "You silly girl, if Dad gets promoted again, won't he become mayor? This means..." "Well,"
Dad laughed, patting Xiaoling's head. "Okay, Dad's only forty. With a little effort, it's still possible."
Mom was also happy. She poured Xiaoling a drink and said, "Xiaoling, as long as you're successful in the future, that's all that matters. Dad and Mom hope you can be even more capable."
Xiaoling said, "Mom, Dad and I both have goals. What are your plans, Mom?"
Mom said, "Me? I'll just take care of your logistical support. Is that alright?"
Xiaoling said, "Okay! Isn't it said that behind every successful man is a woman's support? How can Dad thank Mom?"
Dad called over a waiter and whispered a few words in his ear. The waiter nodded and left. Xiaoling didn't understand what was going on. She kept asking, but Dad just smiled and shook his head, not saying a word.
After a while, the waiter returned. He approached his mother with a bunch of red roses in his hand, respectfully handing them to her and saying, "Madam, this is a dozen red roses from your husband. He wishes you to always be as beautiful and charming as you are tonight."
His mother accepted the roses, her face flushed with excitement. She didn't know what to say, and after a long while, she whispered, "Thank you."
Xiaoling stood by, mouth agape, staring blankly at everything. Only when her father gently took her mother's hand did she come to her senses. Xiaoling clapped her hands vigorously, saying, "How romantic! Long live Dad!"
Just then, the restaurant manager walked over and said, "Director Wang, let's take a picture to remember this moment."
Her father quickly agreed, pulling his wife to her feet. They stood side by side, their arms around each other's waists. Xiaoling leaned on her parents' shoulders.
After the hotel manager took photos of them, he said obsequiously to Xiaoling's father, "Director Wang, you are handsome and dashing, your wife is beautiful and generous, and with such a lively and lovely daughter, you truly have the happiest family in the world."
The father waved his hand and said, "Oh, no, no, you're too kind."
Actually, Xiaoling's father was known as a handsome man at his workplace, and her mother was the campus beauty in college. Although she was nearly forty, she took excellent care of herself. Her skin was still fair and delicate, and because she regularly did aerobics, her figure was still slender and curvaceous, comparable to a woman in her twenties.
It was quite late after dinner. As soon as they got home, her father said to Xiaoling, "Xiaoling, it's too late, go to bed quickly."
Xiaoling responded, went to the kitchen to wash up, and then went back to her room and lay down on the bed. Because she was very excited, Xiaoling couldn't sleep at all. She tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. She didn't know how much time had passed, but just as Xiaoling was about to drift off to sleep, she heard a strange noise coming from her parents' room.
Xiaoling was instantly wide awake. She lay motionless on the bed, listening intently to the sounds coming from her parents' room. It was the sound of her parents whispering, mixed with her mother's moans.
Xiaoling became excited again. Although she was only fifteen, she was already experiencing the stirrings of first love. She had learned quite a bit about relationships between men and women from books and newspapers. She thought that her parents were probably making love, and a desire to eavesdrop surged within her.
Xiaoling slowly got out of bed, afraid to put on her shoes for fear of making noise. Barefoot, she walked to the door, opened it a crack, and squatted down, pressing her ear against the crack.
Xiaoling's family lived in two rooms, her bedroom and her parents' bedroom facing each other, very close together. As soon as the door was opened a crack, the sounds coming from her parents' room immediately became much louder. Xiaoling held her breath, listening intently. Although it was difficult to hear, she could still clearly hear the sounds from her parents' room. She considered sneaking to her parents' door several times, but she didn't have the courage yet, after all, it was eavesdropping on her parents' privacy.
Then came her mother's voice: "No? Xiaoling might not be asleep yet."
Her father said, "It's been so long, this girl must be dreaming by now. Look how big it is today!"
Her mother said, "Stop bragging, I won't bite it no matter what. It's big, much smaller than in the video."
Then came her father's soft pleading, but her mother didn't speak. After a while, Xiaoling heard her father murmur, "Ah...so comfortable, Sufeng, your mouth is getting better and better, it feels so good when you bite me."
A moment later, she heard her father say, "I'll lick you too." Then came her mother's heavy breathing, her mother's low moans reaching Xiaoling's ears, making her feel hot all over.
Then she heard her mother say, "Okay, let it in quickly, I can't take it anymore."
Her mother continued to moan, and the sounds grew louder and louder. The parents' bed also made slight noises, and there were "slap, slap" sounds of flesh hitting flesh.
Xiaoling unconsciously stuck her whole head out of the room, her eyes fixed on her parents' door, her neck stretched forward as far as it could. But she didn't dare sneak to her parents' room to eavesdrop.
After a long while, the sounds from her mother's room gradually subsided. But lingering giggles could still be heard from her mother. Xiaoling stretched her stiff body and slowly went back to bed.
She didn't sleep well that night; her mind was filled with images of her parents in bed. She finally drifted off to sleep just before dawn.
Not long after her father became a bureau chief, they moved into a new house. It was a large three-bedroom apartment, which made her mother incredibly happy. But this happiness didn't last long. Her father's work and social engagements increased. He came home very late every day, and later sometimes didn't come home at all.
Her mother's mood worsened. Although she always forced a smile in front of Xiaoling, she was filled with pain inside. But Xiaoling didn't notice any of this. Every day on her way to and from school, she would sweetly say to her mother, "Goodbye, Mom."
Seeing her beautiful and obedient daughter, her mother felt a little comforted. Xiaoling was not only a good student but also lively and active; she was also the class's sports and arts representative. The class organized an aerobics training class, and Xiaoling naturally became a member.
As soon as she got home from school, she excitedly shouted, "Mom, Mom! I have good news for you! I joined the class's aerobics class, and we'll even have a competition later!"
Her mother smiled when she saw her daughter. She pulled Xiaoling aside and said, "Good girl, you have to practice hard. Aerobics is very tough."
Xiaoling nodded and said, "Mom, you practice every day, right? Teach me, okay? I'll practice with you every day, okay?"
Her mother said, "Okay, go do your homework first, I'll go make you dinner. I'll teach you after dinner."
After dinner, the mother and daughter rested for a while. The mother explained the key points of aerobics to Xiaoling. Then she changed her clothes, turned on the TV, and started demonstrating for Xiaoling.
Seeing her mother's fit body moving flexibly, Xiaoling couldn't help but exclaim, "Mom, I didn't expect you to be so agile at your age!"
Her mother stopped and said, "Stop flattering me, hurry up and change your clothes."
Xiaoling said, "What clothes? I don't have any."
Her mother said, "Then take off your outer clothes, there's no one else at home anyway. Wearing too many clothes is cumbersome."
While taking off her clothes, Xiaoling muttered, "What will happen when Dad comes back?" Her mother's face darkened
and she said, "Stop muttering, he's not coming back."
Xiaoling stood beside her mother in her underwear. Her mother looked at Xiaoling; she hadn't paid attention to her daughter in a long time. Xiaoling had grown to be as tall as her mother, and although she was only a teenager, she was already quite well-developed. Her breasts were now high and full, and her small bra could no longer contain them. Her skin had become increasingly fair and delicate, and her small buttocks were becoming more rounded.
Her mother stared at her daughter, remembering how beautiful and alluring she had been in her youth. Her daughter in her early years was practically a carbon copy of herself from over twenty years ago. She sighed, wondering how her husband could have been running around like that if she were still the same as before.
Xiaoling saw her mother standing still, unaware of her mother's thoughts. She whispered, "Mom, let's start."
Her mother snapped out of her reverie and said, "Okay."
Xiaoling started practicing with her mother. The aerobics looked simple, but once you started jumping, you realized how physically demanding it was. Before long, Xiaoling was panting heavily, sweat pouring down her body like a waterfall.
She stopped, panting, and said, "Okay, Mom. I'm exhausted."
The sweat soaked through her bra and panties, sticking uncomfortably to her skin. Xiaoling didn't care about anything else. She casually took off her bra and panties and sat down on the ground naked.
Her mother stopped and said, "Xiaoling, get up quickly, you'll catch a cold like this." She reached out and pulled her daughter up, saying, "You're so young, and you're already so tired from such a simple activity. How can you do this?"
Xiaoling reluctantly stood up and said, "Mom, I'm really tired."
Her mother said, "Alright, go find some clothes to put on. What kind of behavior is this?"
Xiaoling said, "Anyway, there's no one else at home. If I put on clothes, I'll have to wash another one."
Her mother couldn't do anything about it, and the two jumped around for a while longer. Because she wasn't wearing anything, Xiaoling's already well-developed breasts bounced violently up and down as she jumped, making her very uncomfortable.
Her mother saw this and said, "Alright, that's enough for today. Go take a shower. Mom will buy you some clothes tomorrow."
Xiaoling felt like she'd been granted a pardon. She happily hugged her mother, kissed her on the cheek, and said, "Thank you, Mom." Then she ran into the bathroom.
After showering for a while, Xiaoling called to her mother, "Mom, help me scrub my back."
Her mother went into the bathroom and scrubbed her daughter's back.
Xiaoling said, "Mom, aren't you going to shower? I'll scrub your back too, just to be filial."
Her mother took off her clothes and showered with her daughter.
While scrubbing her mother's back, Xiaoling exclaimed, "Mom, I really envy you. Your figure is still so good, and your skin is like a young girl's."
Her mother laughed happily, "Don't try to trick me. What are you trying to do? Why are you being so filial today?"
Xiaoling said, "I really don't want to do anything. Mom is so beautiful, it makes me look good too. Dad has good taste, hehe."
Mentioning her husband made her mother's heart sink. She was silent for a moment and then said, "What am I? Daughter, you're the one who's enviable. You're a grown woman now."
Xiaoling noticed her mother's expression was a little off, and thinking she had said something wrong, she didn't dare say anything more, just silently scrubbing her mother's back.
Her mother's mood worsened, and her father's absences from home became more and more frequent. Every time Xiaoling asked her mother why her father hadn't come home yet, her mother would always say, "Dad's very busy. Don't worry about him. Focus on your studies and don't let it affect your schoolwork."
But the melancholy on her mother's face could no longer be hidden, and Xiaoling sensed that something was wrong between her parents. She still didn't quite understand why her mother was so worried, or why her father was so busy that he didn't even come home.
Her mother stopped talking and turned to hug her daughter tightly. Water sprayed onto their heads, running down their beautiful bodies. Xiaoling buried her head in her mother's chest, hiding her face between her breasts like a child. The two remained silent for a while before her mother finally released Xiaoling.
Xiaoling asked her mother in surprise, "Mom, is something bothering you? Is it because Dad is too busy to come home every day?"
Her mother slowly shook her head and said, "Xiaoling, don't overthink it. As long as you do well in your studies, I'm happy."
Hearing her mother's insincere words, Xiaoling said, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have made that bet with Dad to get him promoted. Now he's so busy with work and can't take care of Mom."
Her mother smiled bitterly and said, "Alright, stop talking. Go wash up and go to bed. You have school tomorrow."
Xiaoling lay in bed, unable to fall asleep. She felt that the laughter in the house was fading, and it seemed like her parents were having some kind of conflict. Xiaoling was a very determined girl, and she resolved to help her parents resolve their conflict.
Xiaoling began to pay attention to her parents' every move. But her parents hid it very well from her. Although Xiaoling always felt that something was off between her parents, she couldn't figure out what the problem was.
Finally, one Sunday, Xiaoling told her parents that she was going to school for aerobics training. But when she arrived at school, the teacher didn't come for half the day. Everyone waited a long time before receiving the notification: the teacher had gone to the hospital; a family member was hospitalized.
Xiaoling left school, thinking her parents were home and she wanted to hurry back to go to the park with them.
When Xiaoling arrived home, she could faintly hear arguing coming from inside before even opening the door. Xiaoling pressed her ear to the door; although she couldn't hear clearly, she knew her parents were arguing. Such things were almost unheard of in Xiaoling's memory.
She took out her key, gently turned the doorknob, and slowly went inside. From the inner room came her mother's sobbing: "What's wrong with me? I've worried myself sick over this family. And what about you? You're out there seeing other women!"
Xiaoling's head buzzed. In her eyes, her father was an upright and responsible man. He had always loved her mother and cared for her deeply. She never imagined he would do something so unfaithful to her mother. If she hadn't heard it from her mother, Xiaoling wouldn't have believed it at all. Now Xiaoling understood why the joy in their home had gradually faded.
The father whispered, "Nothing of the sort. Who told you that? How could I do such a thing?"
The mother stopped crying, and said in a choked voice, "You've always been courageous and responsible. Why are you so hesitant today?"
A silence fell over the room, broken only by her mother's soft sobs. Xiaoling stood frozen in the doorway. Her parents were arguing so fiercely that the slight noise of her entering hadn't even caught their attention.
Xiaoling understood why her mother had lost her usual smile, and why her father was always busy until late at night—it was because he was having an affair. Although her father wouldn't admit it, she'd heard her classmates gossip about powerful officials like him having mistresses or concubines.
Xiaoling wiped away her tears, then quietly retreated outside the door, deliberately banging loudly. Pretending not to notice anything, she entered and said, "Our teacher has something to do; there's no training today. I have to hurry to a classmate's house."
She quickly glanced around her room and left, afraid to face her parents, lest they see the tears on her face.
Xiaoling's mind was blank; she wandered aimlessly through the streets for most of the day, finally returning home as dusk approached. As soon as she got home, she saw her mother sitting alone on the sofa in the living room; her father was nowhere to be seen.
Her mother stood up when she saw Xiaoling and said, "Where have you been? Are you hungry? Mom has made you dinner."
Xiaoling felt like crying as soon as she saw her mother, but she controlled herself. Although she had no appetite, she pretended to eat a little something.
Xiaoling went back to her room and took out the photo from their last meal at the restaurant. The happy smiles of the family in the photo were nowhere to be seen, and they hadn't gone out to eat together as a family since that last time.
Recalling the warmth and happiness of their past, Xiaoling couldn't hold back her tears, which fell onto the photo. In just two short years, such a huge change had occurred in her family. Thinking that her family might break apart, Xiaoling resolved to help her mother win her father back from another woman.
From then on, Xiaoling began to pay attention to her father's activities, but he was always in his car; how could a middle school student like her possibly track him down? Xiaoling had no choice but to ask her mother, "Mom, why is Dad so busy? He's always so late coming home, sometimes not at all. Where does he go?"
Her mother replied helplessly, "Who knows? He's like this all the time, he doesn't even care about the family. I don't know what he's doing. Is there something you need from Dad?"
Xiaoling quickly shook her head and said, "Nothing, I just wanted to ask."
It seemed her mother didn't know where her father went either, so Xiaoling had to give up on following him. She knew her mother was suffering, and she needed to focus on her studies; if her grades were bad, her mother would be even more heartbroken.
Xiaoling had always been one of the top students in her class, but knowing about her parents' conflict had greatly affected her studies. Although she tried her best to control herself, how could she concentrate on her homework in this state of mind?
Finally, the final exams arrived, and Xiaoling had time to track her father's whereabouts. Every day, she hid across from her father's workplace to see where he went after work. Every day, her father would leave the office building, get into his car, and drive away, leaving Xiaoling anxious and helpless.
One day, Xiaoling had an idea. After watching her father leave, she called his office. A woman answered and asked who she was looking for. Xiaoling said, "I'm looking for my father." The woman on the
phone said impatiently, "Who is your father?"
Xiaoling said, "He's your bureau chief."
The woman immediately changed her tone: "Ah, you're Xiaoling. Your father went to the Hongxiang Hotel."
Xiaoling said, "Thank you," and hung up. She took a taxi straight to the Hongxiang Hotel.
As soon as Xiaoling entered the hotel, she searched everywhere in the lobby, but to no avail. Where could she possibly look in such a big hotel? She wondered where her father was hiding.
Xiaoling cursed herself for being stupid; her father was the bureau chief, couldn't he at least find a private room or something? She went to look in the private rooms, and just then, she heard singing coming from one of them. Although it wasn't loud, Xiaoling recognized it as her father singing.
Xiaoling held her father in the highest esteem. She thought he was not only handsome and dashing, but also outstanding in every way. Whether it was music, chess, calligraphy, painting, sports, or the arts, he was quite skilled. Xiaoling followed the sound of singing and peeked through the crack in the door. She saw four men sitting on the sofa, each with their arms around a woman. Among them was her father, who was singing into a microphone, one arm around a girl.
Xiaoling didn't dare to make a sound and hid outside the door. Her father sang very professionally, the result of his hard work in school. As soon as her father finished singing, the couples clapped haphazardly.
One of them flattered her, saying, "That's wonderful! Mr. Wang's singing is truly excellent, far better than any of those pop stars."
Her father modestly replied, and the man said, "Mr. Wang sings so well, who would dare to presume to teach him? How about this, Xiaomin, you sing a song?"
A moment later, a woman's singing voice came from inside the room, and Xiaoling immediately recognized it as far inferior to her father's. After the girl finished singing, the group chatted and laughed for a while.
One of them said to the father, "Mr. Wang, didn't you think Xiaomin sang quite well? She's only eighteen. Let her keep you company when you get tired."
The father vaguely agreed. The man then said, "The room is ready for you, room 1516."
Upon hearing this, Xiaoling quietly slipped to the front desk and said, "Please open room 1516."
The receptionist gave her a strange look, then checked the records. Sure enough, someone had already booked the room, so she led Xiaoling inside.
Xiaoling looked around the room and then found a place to hide. After a long while, she heard the door open. Xiaoling peeked in and saw her father staggering in.
As soon as he entered, he took off his shirt and pants, revealing his strong muscles. Xiaoling sighed, marveling at how different her father was from others. Even though he was over forty and had risen to the position of bureau chief, he was nothing like the other leaders, all bloated and pot-bellied.
Her father, wearing only shorts, went into the bathroom, the sound of running water filling the air. Xiaoling didn't see Xiaomin; perhaps her father didn't want her.
A moment later, her father emerged from the bathroom, drying his hair with a towel while looking around the room. Terrified, Xiaoling hid behind the curtains, barely daring to breathe.
Just then, there was a knock at the door. Her father dropped the towel and went to open it. Xiaoling peeked inside and saw her father walking in with a sexy-looking girl, laughing and kissing each other.
The girl wore only a small tank top, her short skirt barely covering her buttocks. She reached out and pulled down the only shorts on Director Wang's body, grabbing his erect penis and taking it into her mouth.
The sight made Xiaoling blush furiously. She was a young girl, and seeing such a sensual performance, how could she resist? Xiaoling quickly closed her eyes in fright, but her father's heavy breathing still pierced her ears, making her breathing a little rapid.
Out of curiosity, Xiaoling peeked open one eye and saw her father's huge penis going in and out of the girl's mouth. It was the first time Xiaoling had ever seen a real penis, and she was stunned by how large it was. After watching for a while, Xiaoling couldn't help but widen her eyes, staring intently at the two people writhing on the bed.
Her father seemed very happy; he stroked the girl's hair with one hand and said, "Good, good, your little mouth is really nice. Lick it well for me, so my thing will be even stronger."
The girl licked even more vigorously, then straightened up and took off her clothes. She wasn't wearing a bra.
After removing her tank top and skirt, she was completely naked. She twisted her body, gently rubbing her breasts with both hands, and said, "How is it? Mr. Wang, my figure is pretty good, isn't it?"
The father chuckled and said, "Yes, a truly devilish figure. Come here, let me touch it, where's the smoothest part of your body?"
The girl fell into the father's arms, and his hands roamed over her body. The girl giggled and asked him, "How do I compare to your wife?"
The father said, "You're young and beautiful, much better than that middle-aged woman."
Hearing them talk about her mother, Xiaoling couldn't hold back any longer. She suddenly jumped out from behind the curtains and stood in front of them. The father and the girl were startled, and the girl screamed. The father quickly covered himself with the sheet, and upon closer inspection, he saw it was indeed his daughter, Xiaoling.
"Xiaoling, is that you?" Dad exclaimed.
Xiaoling shouted angrily, "Yes, it's me!"
The girl, seeing she was a female student, assumed she was also Mr. Wang's mistress. She immediately calmed down and pretended to greet him, "Hello, little girl, were you also sent by Mr. Wang? He's quite wicked, trying to kill two birds with one stone."
Xiaoling glared at her and said, "Shut up!" Then she pulled the girl from her father's arms.
Xiaoling had been very active in various extracurricular activities at school, and she was much stronger than the average girl. With a strong pull, the girl immediately rolled off the bed.
Xiaoling pointed at the girl and said, "Is she beautiful? Has a great figure? Is she young?"
The more she spoke, the angrier Xiaoling became. Suddenly, she stripped naked. Xiaoling was remarkably well-developed; her breasts, inherited from her mother, were round and high. Her skin was smooth and delicate, and her two flawless legs were straight and long, with a dazzling patch of dark hair between them.
Xiaoling took a step forward and said, "Is she more beautiful than me? Has a better figure than me? Is she younger than me? You have no shame; you want everyone. I'm a young girl too, why don't you want me?"
Her father stared in shock at his naked daughter. Suddenly, enraged, he jumped up and slapped her across the face. Xiaoling was stunned. Her father had never hit her before; he had always been incredibly protective of her.
Tears welled up in Xiaoling's eyes. She quickly put her coat back on, stuffed her bra and panties into her pocket, and ran out.
Xiaoling, crying, hailed a taxi. The driver found the girl strange. Her thin outer garment couldn't conceal her full figure, and her nipples were clearly visible. But in front of this hotel, the driver had seen too many such incidents, some even more outrageous. He was unfazed and drove Xiaoling home.
As soon as Xiaoling entered her home, she burst into tears. She ran to her room and buried her face in her bed, sobbing uncontrollably. Her mother, seeing Xiaoling return like this, quickly came to comfort her. Xiaoling cried even harder, clinging to her mother.
The observant mother noticed that her daughter wasn't wearing a bra and had a red handprint on her face. Panicked, she grabbed her daughter and asked urgently, "Xiaoling, what happened? Who bullied you?"
Xiaoling cried, "It was Dad. He was with another woman. I told him off, but he wouldn't listen and slapped me." Xiaoling then recounted the events at the hotel to her mother.
The mother had long heard rumors about her husband's infidelity, and seeing that her daughter hadn't been bullied, she felt a little relieved. She sighed and said, "Child, it's so hard for you to do this. Your father doesn't care about this family anymore. You should just leave him alone."
Xiaoling, hearing her mother's words, asked in surprise, "Mom, are you just going to watch Dad not come home and go see other women?"
Her mother said, "I've tried to persuade him so many times, but he always denies having other women. Today you saw it with your own eyes, and he even hit you. It seems he's determined not to leave us, mother and daughter."
Xiaoling lowered her head and remained silent. She didn't dare tell her father that he hit her because she had been naked in front of him. Her mother, noticing Xiaoling wasn't wearing a bra, was also a little confused, but she didn't press further.
Xiaoling was silent for a moment before saying, "Mom, what are you going to do?"
Tears streamed down her mother's face. She hugged her daughter and said, "Child, don't leave Mom. I'm going to divorce your father."
Xiaoling was shocked. She couldn't believe her ears, thinking her mother was just saying it in anger. Seeing her mother's resolute expression, Xiaoling knew she was telling the truth. She cried, "Mom, what am I going to do? I still want Dad! Can't you two not get divorced?"
Her mother sighed, "I don't want to either. With your father like this, how can I stay with him?"
Xiaoling said nothing more, sobbing on the bed. She was heartbroken; how could a teenage girl like her bear such a blow?
Seeing her daughter's pain, her mother's tears also flowed incessantly. The two remained silent, weeping silently.
It was already late when Xiaoling groggily woke up. She got out of bed to go to the bathroom and saw the light still on in her mother's room, from which she could hear her parents arguing.
Xiaoling went to the door and listened carefully. Her father was shouting, "Fine, fine, if you want a divorce, we'll get one, but Xiaoling has to stay with me."
Her mother sobbed, "No, you've been unfaithful to the family. I can't let you lead Xiaoling astray."
Xiaoling suddenly pushed the door open and rushed in. Her parents immediately fell silent when they saw her.
Xiaoling said, "Dad, Mom, did you get my consent to the divorce?"
Her mother remained silent. Her father said, "Xiaoling, it was your mother who brought up the divorce. This is an adult matter, so don't interfere."
Xiaoling burst into tears and said, "How is this your business? What will I do if you get divorced?"
Her mother hugged Xiaoling, and the two of them cried together.
Xiaoling pleaded, "Dad, Mom, please don't get a divorce!"
Her mother shook her head and said, "No, he's seeing other women outside and doesn't care about this family at all."
Xiaoling said, "Mom, Dad still loves you. Ask him if you don't believe me. Am I right, Dad?"
Her father nodded and said, "Yes, I've wronged you outside, but sometimes I have no choice. All officials are like this nowadays; I'm just going with the flow, it's just an act." Her mother
said, "What do you mean, 'going with the flow'? Do you embezzle? Take bribes?"
Her father said, "Don't talk nonsense, I wouldn't dare." "
Mom still pressed, "Then how could you dare to see another woman?"
Dad fell silent. Xiaoling took her father's hand and said, "Dad, why are you doing this?"
Dad gave a bitter smile, stroked Xiaoling's head, and said, "Child, I'm sorry. Sometimes I know I'm wrong, but sometimes I can't control myself. From now on, you have to be obedient with Mom. Dad will help you if anything happens." After saying that, he turned to his wife and said, "Okay, after the divorce, Xiaoling will stay with you. If anything happens, let her come to me."
After saying that, Dad took a pillow and lay down on the sofa in the living room. Mom leaned against the bed blankly, and Xiaoling returned to her room in a daze, lay down on the bed, and stared blankly at the ceiling.
For three days in a row, Dad came home early every day. Xiaoling, on summer vacation, stayed home all day and didn't go out. As soon as Dad came home, he chatted with her and cooked her delicious meals. Xiaoling knew Dad couldn't bear to leave her, so he was using this last chance to care for her.
That night, Mom slept in the bedroom, while Dad rested on the sofa in the living room.
Seeing her once happy family about to fall apart, Xiaoling was heartbroken. She went to her mother, who said, "It's all his fault! If he hadn't seen other women, this wouldn't have happened!" But seeing Xiaoling's pleading, her mother wavered. She said to Xiaoling, "Xiaoling, if your father doesn't see other women anymore, I won't divorce him."
A few days later, Dad started staying out all night again. Not only was Mom angry, but Xiaoling was furious. It seemed Dad was truly beyond redemption. Seeing her mother's pained face, Xiaoling resolved to make Dad change and stop seeing other women.
Xiaoling made all the preparations and waited for her opportunity. That day, before Mom got off work, Dad was brought home by his colleagues; he had drunk too much at a lunch banquet.
Looking at her father lying on the bed, Xiaoling was torn between two conflicting emotions. Finally, Xiaoling gritted her teeth; to keep both her parents at home, she resolved to sacrifice herself.
Xiaoling took out the family video camera, adjusted the focus on the bed, and then sprinkled the aphrodisiac powder she had prepared beforehand into a glass of water, which she then fed to her father.
After doing all this, Xiaoling silently lay down beside her father, tightly closing her eyes. A short while later, her drowsy father began to move, his hands groping on the bed. When he touched Xiaoling, blinded by lust, he recklessly pressed himself against her, his hands frantically tearing at her clothes.
Xiaoling painfully closed her eyes, two streams of tears flowing from the corners of her eyes. She clenched her teeth, letting her father do as he pleased.
In a few swift movements, Dad ripped off Xiaoling's already meager clothing, then pulled out his already rock-hard penis and thrust it into her vagina.
It was Xiaoling's first time being penetrated by a man, and she was so nervous that she felt no desire whatsoever; her vagina was still dry and devoid of any lubrication. When Dad's thick penis broke through her hymen, Xiaoling felt waves of intense pain. She couldn't help but cry out, tears streaming down her face.
Dad's penis didn't stop after it was fully inserted; instead, he began to thrust forcefully. The angular shape of his penis scraped against the dry walls of Xiaoling's vagina, bringing her immense suffering. Xiaoling gritted her teeth and endured it. Although tears blurred her vision, preventing her from seeing her father's expression, she could tell from his movements and breathing that he was very excited.
Xiaoling's white body was pressed beneath her father's strong frame; she tightly squeezed her legs together, trying to slow the thrusting and lessen her pain, but this only excited him more. The father's movements became more forceful, each thrust bringing his massive glans to the tip of his daughter's tender clitoris.
Under his intense stimulation, Xiaoling's lower body pain gradually subsided, replaced by a strange, inexplicable pleasure deep within her vagina—a sensation Xiaoling had never experienced before. Xiaoling involuntarily moaned twice, her legs spreading wide. Her vagina became even wetter, and each time her father's penis withdrew, it brought forth a lot of red fluid—virgin blood mixed with her vaginal lubrication. The fluid flowed down Xiaoling's snow-white buttocks onto the bed, soaking a large area. Just as Xiaoling began
to experience a sliver of sexual pleasure, before she could even savor this wondrous sensation, her father's penis thrust forward violently, spurting streams of hot semen into her uterus. Xiaoling tensed, her mind a jumble, and she knew nothing more.
She didn't know how much time had passed before she regained her senses. She pushed her father off her, who was still on top of her. When she sat up, she saw a pool of blood between her legs; her most precious possession was gone. She covered her face with her hands and cried again.
After crying for a while, Xiaoling got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash herself. Her father was really something else; he had penetrated Xiaoling's labia until they were slightly swollen, and she was walking unsteadily. Xiaoling washed the blood off her father's penis. Her heart pounded as she held his penis, and she couldn't help but rub it for a while before letting go. Xiaoling also washed the sheets and put the camera away. Once she was sure there were no obvious flaws, she went back to her room and lay down on the bed to sleep.
When her mother came home, she saw the sheets hanging outside to dry and thought, "Who's so diligent?" When she entered the bedroom, she saw her husband still asleep on the bed. He reeked of alcohol, and her mother knew he had drunk too much, but she assumed he had vomited on the sheets.
When her mother saw Xiaoling asleep in bed, she shook her head. "What's wrong with you today? You're sleeping so soundly. You're exhausted just from washing a sheet." She didn't wake anyone and went to the kitchen to make dinner.
Xiaoling was woken up by her mother to eat, but she was too tired to eat. However, to avoid arousing her mother's suspicion, Xiaoling forced herself to eat a few bites and went back to sleep.
The next morning, Xiaoling woke up to find her mother getting ready to go to work alone. Xiaoling asked, "Mom, where's Dad?"
Her mother looked at her daughter helplessly. "He was picked up by his workplace a long time ago. They said he's going on a long study tour. Who knows what he's studying? He's just using public funds to travel around."
Xiaoling said "Oh," and her mother said, "I have to go now. Study hard at home. You didn't do well on your exams this year. You're a sensible child, don't worry your mother." Then she hurried away.
Xiaoling washed up. She felt some discomfort in her lower body and her gait was slightly unsteady. Xiaoling took out the video she had taken yesterday and watched it. In the video, her father's strong body pressed down on her flawless white body, his thick, long penis thrusting in and out of her tender vagina. Watching herself in pain as her father raped her, tears streamed down
Xiaoling's face again. She watched the video over and over, and gradually her emotions changed. From pain to calm, she was eventually moved by her own moans, her face flushed, and her genitals felt itchy. A faint longing stirred within her for her father's penis to penetrate her again.
Xiaoling hid the videotape, waiting for her father to return so she could show it to him. She planned to use the tape to force him to submit and stop him from seeing other women.
Unexpectedly, her father was gone for almost two months, and Xiaoling started her senior year of high school. The worst part was that her period hadn't come, and she felt waves of fear. But she dared not tell her mother, as that would ruin her plan. And who knew what her mother would do if she knew her situation?
After finishing her aerobics practice after school, it was already quite late. Xiaoling hurried home and saw her parents sitting on the sofa with serious expressions as soon as she entered.
Seeing her father, she excitedly shouted, "Dad, you're back! I missed you so much!"
Her father, however, remained expressionless, only grunting and saying, "Put your things away. I have something to tell you, hurry up."
Xiaoling ran back to her room. Seeing her parents' expressions, she thought they were going to discuss divorce.
Xiaoling put her things away and reluctantly went to the living room. As soon as she sat down on the sofa, her father asked, "Xiaoling, who was that man?"
Xiaoling, confused, said, "Dad, what did you say? What man?"
Her mother, her face pale with anger, yelled at Xiaoling, "Stop pretending! I'm asking you, when did your period start?"
Xiaoling panicked even more. Her face flushed, and she stammered, "My period is...it's the 5th, not...I...I, Mom, why are you asking this?"
"You think I don't know? I'm your mother. You haven't had your period for the past two months, you're pregnant."
"Xiaoling," her father said, "you've disappointed me so much. You're so young, how could you do such a thing? Tell me who that man is! I'll settle the score with him!"
Seeing her parents' anxious and angry expressions, Xiaoling didn't dare tell them the truth. Heartbroken, she buried her face in her arms on the sofa and cried uncontrollably.
Her mother also cried, lamenting, "What sins have I committed? My husband is having an affair, and even my daughter is doing this! How am I supposed to live?"
Her father, furious, pressed Xiaoling for answers.
Seeing she couldn't hide it any longer, Xiaoling said to her parents, "Fine, I'll tell you, Mom and Dad, please don't be angry." She then went back to her room and retrieved the videotape.
When her father saw on television how he had ruthlessly abused his daughter, he was utterly stunned.
Upon seeing this, the mother immediately lunged at the father, pounding him with her fists while yelling, "You wicked man! You won't even spare your own daughter! I'll beat you to death, you beast! I'll beat you to death!"
Xiaoling cried and clung to her mother, trying to stop her from hitting her father. The father, head bowed, was also in tears.
After pushing her mother away, Xiaoling knelt down before her parents with a thud, saying, "Mom, it's not Dad's fault. I did it myself. Hit me if you want."
Her parents were stunned, staring at Xiaoling for a long time. The mother asked Xiaoling in a trembling voice, "Why...why did you do this?"
Xiaoling cried, "I couldn't bear to leave Dad and Mom. You're getting a divorce, what am I going to do? I did this so Dad wouldn't find other women. That way, Mom wouldn't divorce Dad."
Hearing Xiaoling's cries, the mother hugged her tightly, crying, "My silly child, how could you do such a foolish thing?"
The father was also filled with remorse, and the three of them embraced and wept. After a long period of heartbreak, everyone gradually calmed down.
The father hugged his daughter and said, "Xiaoling, from today onwards, Daddy will never see another woman."
Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Xiaoling's tear-streaked face. She hugged her father's neck and jumped up and down happily, "Good Daddy, good Daddy. You're such a good Daddy." She then turned to her mother and said, "Mom, Daddy has reformed, please don't divorce Daddy, okay?"
Her mother hesitated, conflicted. Just then, Xiaoling suddenly felt nauseous and rushed to the bathroom to vomit.
Her mother followed and comforted her. After washing up, Xiaoling took her mother's hand and said, "Mom, did you promise Xiaoling?"
Looking at her daughter's pleading expression and remembering the price she had paid for this, how could her mother possibly hurt her daughter again? The mother nodded helplessly. Xiaoling nestled in her mother's arms and cried tears of joy.
The family ate a simple dinner, and then the mother told Xiaoling to lie down and rest. She went to the living room, where her father was leaning back on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling.
She sat down next to her husband and said, "What should we do?"
Her father sighed and asked, "What should we do?"
Her mother said, "Xiaoling is pregnant; she needs an abortion quickly."
Her father hummed in agreement and said, "I'll take her tomorrow. You should ask the school for leave."
Her mother said, "Okay, but don't do it in this city; find a place a little further away."
Her father nodded. He took his wife's hand and said, "It's all my fault. I'm not only sorry to you, but I've also gotten Xiaoling into trouble. Can you forgive me?"
Her mother leaned into his arms and murmured, "As long as you can change, I've never held anything against you."
Hearing this, her father was moved and hugged his wife tightly, kissing her lips. It had been a very long time since they had kissed so sincerely. Her mother closed her eyes, enjoying this tender moment.
Her father kissed his wife, his hands reaching inside her clothes to caress her smooth skin.
Her mother's breathing became heavier and heavier. She turned her head and said, "Not here, carry me back inside."
Her father stood up, his erect penis already pressing against his crotch, creating a large bulge. He didn't embrace his wife, but knelt before her, pulling her legs aside so she could sit on the edge of the sofa. Then he lifted her short skirt, revealing her two white thighs and small panties.
Her panties were thin and small, barely covering her inner thighs, and her dark pubic hair was clearly visible through the thin fabric. He buried his head between her legs, his face pressed against her delicate thighs, and licked her vulva through her panties.
His wife moaned, leaning back and spreading her legs wider so her husband's mouth could get closer to her tender opening.
His tongue traced patterns on her inner thighs, and she giggled softly. Seeing her panties getting increasingly wet, he reached down and pulled them down.
His wife's vulva was completely exposed to him. Covered in dark pubic hair, her labia opened and closed with the slight trembling of her thighs, glistening with dew-like droplets. The red opening peeked out like a ripe peach, a thin stream of clear fluid slowly flowing from it.
Looking at his wife's beautiful vulva, the husband longed to devour it immediately. His lips pressed against her labia, his tongue deftly tracing its contours. The passion that surged between them was something they hadn't felt in years; they seemed to have returned to their honeymoon.
His wife's long, slender, white legs tightly gripped his head, as if afraid he would run away. Her hands slowly kneaded her full breasts, her nipples peeking out from between her fingers. She moaned lasciviously, praising her husband's skill: "Ah...ah...good...so good...like this...you haven't licked me in so long..."
To please his wife, the husband licked her tender vulva with all his might. The wife felt an intense heat, as if her lower body was on fire. After her husband's tongue explored her vagina for a while, he stood up, his hard, erect penis positioned directly in front of her face.
She grabbed his penis and swallowed it. Her oral sex skills were quite good; despite its thickness and length, she managed to swallow it all the way to the base. The large glans slid down her throat and into her esophagus.
They performed oral sex on each other for a long time, until the wife could no longer take it. She spat out the enormous penis and said, "I can't take it anymore, please put it in me. My lower body is so itchy."
The husband lifted his wife's legs, moving her white buttocks off the sofa, then rubbed the glans against her wet vulva a couple of times before thrusting in.
Perhaps because it had been a long time since she had been penetrated, her vagina was incredibly tight. The vaginal walls gripped his penis tightly, feeling incredibly hot and pleasurable.
The wife was overwhelmed with pleasure by her husband's vigorous thrusting. She cried out excitedly, praising him incessantly: "So good, so good... ah... so... amazing... oh... I... so beautiful... you're so... so amazing, you're going to... go and kill me... ah..."
Hearing his wife's praise, the husband became even more proud, showing off his skills. He muttered, "Of course, I'm much better than before. A while ago, I slept with three girls at once."
His words immediately provoked his wife. She let out a loud groan, twisted her body, and said, "No, get out! Don't touch me!" She covered her face with one hand, pushed her husband away with the other, and covered her wet vulva with her
other hand, crying. The husband realized he had let something slip. He immediately knelt before his wife, pleading and comforting her. The woman cried and twisted her body, refusing to let him touch her. Seeing that he had no choice but
to use force, he grabbed his wife's arms and thrust his penis into her vagina. His wife resisted half-heartedly, but her husband quickly penetrated her vagina. He soothed her while moving his penis inside her.
Gradually, the woman's crying subsided, and her two resisting arms limply rested on her husband's shoulders. When her cries turned into wanton moans, the husband knew he had passed this hurdle.
He made his wife turn around and kneel on the sofa, and he stood behind her, thrusting into her vagina. The sounds of flesh colliding, "slap slap," were particularly crisp.
The husband thrust hard into his wife's tender vagina while kneading her firm, elastic buttocks. As his fingers slid across her cleft, he noticed her round anus opening and closing.
Looking at her small anus, he couldn't resist poking it a couple of times with his fingers.
His wife cried out, "You're so naughty! Don't touch there. It's dirty!"
This only fueled his anger. He pulled his penis out of her vagina and thrust it into
her round anus. Although they had been married for nearly twenty years, this was a rare occurrence. Fortunately, his penis, still wet from her vagina, was incredibly slippery despite its size. While her anus was tight and hadn't been penetrated often, this wasn't the first time.
The husband rubbed his penis against her anus, then thrust forward sharply, the round glans immediately spreading the surrounding muscles and sliding in. His wife felt a slight pain, followed by a tingling, numb, and throbbing sensation as his penis penetrated deeper. She couldn't help but scream loudly, her cries growing louder with each thrust of the penis into her anus. The painful groans transformed into wanton moans of pleasure, completely forgetting her daughter, Xiaoling, who was just a door away.
Xiaoling had just lain down on the bed when she saw her parents had satisfied her desires and no longer mentioned divorce, filling her with excitement. Just as she was drifting off to sleep, she heard her mother's soft, lewd moans coming from the living room.
Xiaoling recognized her mother's moans and listened intently, her sleepiness vanishing. Her mother's moans grew louder, making Xiaoling feel hot all over, especially her tender vulva, which began to itch.
Driven by curiosity, Xiaoling got out of bed and deftly opened the door a crack. The living room was brightly lit, and her father was pinning her mother down on the sofa, fucking her violently. Xiaoling really wanted to go closer and see her parents making love; ever since her first time with her father, she had been very interested in this kind of thing. She also enjoyed watching videos about sex, even though it was her parents having sex. Now that she was pregnant with her father's child, she felt little shame.
Xiaoling peered into the living room and saw her parents reflected in a mirror. Her father's thick penis was moving in and out of her mother's red, tender vagina, which aroused Xiaoling greatly. She longed for her father's penis to penetrate her again. She regretted being too nervous when her father deflowered her last time and not experiencing the same pleasure her mother was now experiencing.
What shocked Xiaoling even more was that her father inserted his penis into her mother's anus. Her mother initially cried out in pain, but soon began to moan with pleasure. It seemed that anal penetration was similar to vaginal penetration—painful at first, but pleasurable later.
After her father ejaculated amidst her mother's screams and cries, their frenzied sexual intercourse ended. Her father picked her up and carried her to the bathroom, and Xiaoling collapsed at the doorway. She rubbed her vulva for a long time; the vaginal fluids from her vagina soaked her underwear.
The next day, Dad drove Xiaoling to a county hospital more than a hundred miles from the city for an abortion.
In the car, Xiaoling asked her father, "Why isn't Mom here?"
Dad replied, "Mom needs to ask for leave; she has urgent business at work and can't leave."
When they arrived at the county hospital, there were many people getting abortions, and they waited in line for a long time before it was their turn. The female doctor looked at Xiaoling expressionlessly and led her into an inner room. People are very open-minded these days; the female doctor had seen many girls her age coming for abortions and was used to it. But she never imagined that the father of the fetus she was aborting that day would be the father of the fetus's mother.
Dad waited anxiously outside, and soon Xiaoling's painful cries could be heard. Dad panicked and tried to rush in, but a female doctor stopped him: "Hey, hey, you can't go in; it'll be over soon."
After the procedure, Dad carried Xiaoling out.
Xiaoling hugged her father's neck and cried softly, "Daddy, it hurts so much."
Her father kissed her forehead and said, "My sweet baby, it'll be alright in a little while."
He carried Xiaoling to the car, laid her down in the back seat, and then carefully drove home.
He drove very slowly, afraid of hurting his daughter from the bumpy ride.
It was already dark when they arrived home, and her mother had prepared dinner for them. After dinner, Xiaoling went to bed. For a whole week, Xiaoling didn't go to school; her parents took turns staying home with her.
From then on, the family returned to its former joy. Her father came home early every day to be with his family and stopped going out to cause trouble. Xiaoling also wore a smile every day, constantly laughing and talking. Her mother's face showed a satisfied smile.
But the shadow of this incident still affected Xiaoling and her father. In the past, Xiaoling often sat on her father's lap, hugging his neck and acting spoiled, making her mother laugh at her for never growing up. Now, when Xiaoling is in her father's arms, her heart races and her face flushes. Her father, too, feels a strange unease whenever he holds her. Their affectionate gestures have noticeably decreased. They
can no longer act as they used to; their psychological burdens are growing heavier. Although the idea that father and daughter cannot sleep together is deeply ingrained, once that veil of mystery is lifted, its binding force weakens.
Xiaoling still cherishes a videotape of her and her father's time together. Although she erased one tape from her mother's view, she kept a copy she had made from the beginning. Whenever no one is home, she secretly watches it, and the more she watches, the stronger her desire grows—to do it again with her father.
Her father used to have a habit of seeing other women, and although he tries to stop, such things still frequently come his way. He tried his best to refuse every invitation, sometimes even using his daughter as a shield. Whenever he saw another woman, he would think, "What's so good about her? She's far inferior to my daughter." But
when he got home and saw his increasingly beautiful daughter, a terrible thought would cross his mind. Every time it flashed through his mind, he would berate himself, "This is my daughter, I can't have such beastly thoughts."
Therefore, whenever he had such thoughts, he would pull his wife into the house and have sex with her violently. Even he himself didn't understand whether the person he was pressing down on with his thick penis was his wife or the daughter he desired.
This became more and more frequent, and his wife thought that her husband wasn't seeing other women and was using her to release his sexual desires. Although she was satisfied with the pleasure her husband brought her, she didn't know why her husband's desires were so great that she simply couldn't cope.
The family lived like this for several months, each with their own secrets, until one day, the distorted feelings suppressed in their hearts finally erupted between father and daughter.
It was a very cold day, and it was snowing heavily outside. Xiaoling rushed home after school. As soon as she entered the door, she saw her father sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper and asked, "Dad, why are you home so early? Where's Mom?"
The father glanced at his daughter, noticing her muddy clothes, and asked, "What happened? You're all dirty. Mom's on duty, and I didn't have anything to do today. Plus, it's snowing, so I came home early."
Xiaoling took off her coat and said, "I had basketball class at the gym today, it was so hot, I'm covered in sweat. I'm going to take a shower." With that, she plunged into the shower.
The father hung up Xiaoling's coat and continued reading the newspaper. After a while, he heard his daughter calling from the bathroom, "Dad, I'm done showering. Get me a towel."
The father went to the cabinet, took out a towel, and as usual, opened the bathroom door without thinking and went in.
The daughter stood there shivering, wrapped in a towel. Xiaoling said, "Daddy, carry me out quickly, it's freezing as soon as the door opens."
Her father picked her up, saying as they walked, "Who told you to be so lazy? You didn't even find any clothes before going to wash! What if you get cold?"
Xiaoling clung to her father's neck, pleading, "How could I? Daddy's here."
Her head rested against her father's warm chest. Although it was only a few steps from the bathroom to her room, Xiaoling's heart underwent a dramatic change.
At first, neither father nor daughter thought much of it. In the bathroom, the daughter waited naked for her father to get a towel, while the father ignored her naked body. But those few steps outside the bathroom brought a different feeling.
Neither father nor daughter dared to look directly at each other, but they were both thinking the same thing: the videotape.
Their arms tightened around each other. When her father put Xiaoling on her bed, Xiaoling's arms remained tightly wrapped around her father's neck, refusing to let him go.
The father kissed his daughter on the cheek and said, "Good Xiaoling, stop being naughty, let go of Daddy."
He meant to coax her, but his kiss only made her more unable to resist.
Everything is difficult at first, but once it happens, anything can escalate. Xiaoling clung tightly to her father, her hot body pressed against him. The father's hands touched his daughter's smooth, pink body, and he too began to lose control.
Finally, his daughter released her, and the father caught his breath. He wanted to escape his daughter's room quickly; he couldn't resist such temptation.
But Xiaoling didn't give him a chance to escape. She spread her arms, and the entire blanket was unfurled. Her youthful, delicate body was completely exposed to her father.
Xiaoling's skin was as white and smooth as jade, and her round breasts, though not as full and large as her mother's, were even more exquisite and lovely. With her rapid breathing, her snow-white breasts rose and fell rapidly, and her areolas turned a vibrant pink. Her flat, undulating belly trembled slightly, her two shapely, long legs showcasing her graceful figure. Her tightly closed legs protected her most precious, fragrant garden of youth, with only a small patch of thick, dark grass covering the raised mound.
Looking at his daughter's beautiful body, the father was almost unable to control himself. He mustered all his reason to fight against his impure thoughts, gritting his teeth as he said to Xiaoling, "Child, we can't do this, we can't make the same mistake again."
Xiaoling simply said in a sweet, seductive voice, "Daddy."
The father looked at his daughter's face; a blush had settled on her cheeks, her large, watery eyes fixed on him with a longing expression, and a single, glistening tear clung to the corner of each eye.
The father reached out to wipe away her tears, and Xiaoling immediately grabbed his hands and pressed them to her chest. At the same time, her two snow-white, perfect legs parted, revealing her pink, tightly closed, crimson valley.
Father's penis was already as hard as an iron pillar, though it wasn't visible because he was wearing a few layers of clothing. His hands were pressed against his daughter's delicate breasts, and he felt a surge of excitement. The last vestiges of reason in his mind were swept away by his daughter's alluring body.
No moral constraints remained in his mind; all he saw was his daughter's naked, glistening body.
He greedily caressed his daughter's tender skin, her soft, beautiful form igniting a burning desire within him.
Father cupped Xiaoling's delicate, white feet in his hands, gently kneading them and lightly nibbling at them with his teeth. Xiaoling's feet were so fair and delicate they were almost translucent, inspiring an irresistible urge to kiss them. The exquisitely smooth arches of her feet formed a beautiful curve, complemented by her small, neat toenails and beautiful, smooth ankles, making them irresistibly alluring.
The father's hand slid forward along his daughter's long, white legs, his tongue continuing to lick and suckle her soft, white thighs. His daughter's delicate, beautiful legs were so smooth and soft, almost translucent.
His head reached the base of her legs, and she slowly parted her alluring thighs, letting out soft moans. In the triangle where her white legs met her lower abdomen, beneath the dense, soft pubic hair, a pink, mysterious garden had opened its locked doors to her father.
With his soft tongue, he opened the gates of this paradise; the tender, sensitive clitoris, the smooth, plump vulva, and the pink, tender entrance awaited his exploration. His tongue lingered on his daughter's rosy, tender land, occasionally parting her delicate labia and squeezing into the narrow passage to tease and provoke her.
Her father's hand had already reached the highest point of Xiaoling's body. Her glistening, white breasts were not only smooth and supple, but also exuded a sweet, intoxicating fragrance unique to young girls, making him linger and caress them.
Under her father's tender care, Xiaoling's "peach garden" was already overflowing with desire. Her two jade peaks stood tall and firm, their pink nipples erect, and her long, snow-white thighs trembled slightly. The fire of desire within her was already burning fiercely.
Her father's limbs, like vines, entwined around his daughter's dazzling body, clinging to her like glue, constantly savoring her delicate, fair skin. His saliva clung to her white shoulders, armpits, breasts, lower abdomen, mons pubis, thighs, calves, and ankles.
Consumed by desire, Xiaoling began to plead, her anxious moans reminding her father that she now needed true love, the kind of true love that could only be satisfied by a man's strong, virile member. The father, heartbroken for his daughter, quickly stripped off his clothes, his thick, powerful penis already hard and ready.
He leaned down and pressed himself against Xiaoling, whose legs parted to welcome his penis. He skillfully aimed the head of his large penis at his target: the entrance to his daughter's tender, alluring vagina, a place both familiar and unfamiliar to him. Although it was his second visit, the last time he had explored it unknowingly; this time, it was a true visit from his penis.
The head of his penis plunged into his daughter's vagina, and he felt a wave of warmth and smoothness. He lifted his daughter's soft, white thighs onto his shoulders, stabilizing her smooth, round buttocks with his hands, and then slowly pushed his penis to the very end of her vagina.
As his penis entered, Xiaoling felt her vagina fill up completely. His thick penis felt like a pillar of fire burning her lower body, giving her a powerful sense of arousal. Deep within her vagina, a clear spring flowed, attempting to extinguish the burning flames.
The father moved slowly and rhythmically, his penis repeatedly exploring the rich, fresh soil, his hands grasping and kneading his daughter's firm, glistening breasts.
As his daughter's body changed, the speed of his penis's movements increased. With each powerful thrust of the glans, striking the smooth cervix, Xiaoling involuntarily cried out, her cries growing louder and more wanton with each forceful penetration.
The father and daughter released their passion in this illicit act. The father repeatedly filled his daughter's vagina with his semen, pushing her to the peak of pleasure time and again. They were intoxicated by the pleasures of sex in their little world, possessing each other's bodies without restraint, casting aside all moral considerations.
Satisfied with their desires, the father and daughter fell asleep in each other's arms on the bed. Xiaoling lay on her back, one of her small hands still clutching her father's shrunken penis. The father lay on his side beside his daughter, his hand resting on her breasts, which he had kneaded until they were red. One of his thighs was pressed against Xiaoling's two long, slender, white legs.
They didn't know how much time had passed when they were awakened by a scream. They opened their eyes simultaneously and saw their mother staring at them in shock and disbelief, screaming loudly. Xiaoling was stunned, while the father, filled with shame, frantically dressed.
The mother turned angrily and walked out, startling Xiaoling awake. Without even putting on her clothes, she chased after her. The moment her mother opened the door, before she even stepped out, Xiaoling collapsed to the ground, clinging to her mother's legs and crying, "Mommy, Mommy, it's all my fault! It's not Daddy's fault! Please listen to me!"
The door was open, and the cold wind, carrying snowflakes, blew in. Ignoring the chill, Xiaoling clung tightly to her mother's legs, afraid she would leave. Her mother stood expressionless in the doorway, tears welling in her eyes, her body trembling.
The father brought a blanket and covered his daughter with it, pulling his wife's hand and saying, "It's all my fault. You should go inside; don't let the child get cold."
Although the mother was furious, her maternal instincts prevented her from seeing her daughter suffer like this. She knelt down, helped her daughter up, and then pulled her into her room.
Xiaoling clung to her mother's arm, refusing to let go. The mother and daughter closed the door as soon as they entered the house. The father waited outside, unaware of their conversation.
He felt an eternity passing by. He knocked several times, but received no answer, fueling his anxiety.
When the door finally opened, the mother and daughter appeared. The wife's face remained clouded with worry, while the daughter, though tear-streaked, wore a faint smile. Out of love for her daughter, the mother had forgiven their affair. This calmed the father's anxious heart somewhat.
After a period of awkward silence, the house returned to normal. The father, feeling guilty towards his wife, became even more respectful. The daughter, having agreed to her mother's request, studied even harder.
After the college entrance exam, Xiaoling excitedly ran home. She told her parents, "I finished the exam, and I feel great!"
As expected, Xiaoling had been admitted to a top national university with excellent results. When she presented her acceptance letter to her mother, tears of joy streamed down her face.
Just then, the phone rang. The mother picked it up and heard it was someone from her husband's workplace congratulating him. The man immediately said, "Sister-in-law, you're now the mayor's wife!"
That evening, the whole family gathered together. Xiaoling showed her father her acceptance letter and said, "My mission is complete." Her father, in turn, showed her a transfer order and said, "Good girl, my mission is complete too."
The mother looked at the father and daughter with a happy smile. She knew that the family's success today was all thanks to her precious daughter. Her only worry was whether the father and daughter would continue their illicit affair.
(The End)

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