My daughter is so good, I spoil her rotten.

My Daughter Is So Good (Spoiled Daughter)

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I woke up early in the morning and found my head was a little dizzy. I looked outside and the rain was still falling.

"Am I sick?" I struggled a little, but found that I had no strength at all. "Dad, what time is it?" My movements woke my daughter, and she asked me groggily.

"Let me see, 7:10. Honey, it's time to get up and go to work!" I pushed my wife on my left and lay down again.

In a short while, the two of them were dressed. Seeing that I was still lying in bed even though she had called me to get up, my wife pointed her finger at my forehead and scolded me for being lazy.

"Ah Ning, I don't feel well, I might have caught a cold, let me sleep a little longer." At this moment, my brain felt like it had turned into a hard lump of paste, and I couldn't open my eyelids. I replied to my wife and lay down on my side again.

"Oh! Dad, your forehead is a little hot, do you have a fever?" My daughter, Xiaoye, placed her hand on my forehead, and my wife went to get a thermometer.

I took my temperature and found I had a fever of 38 degrees Celsius. Sigh, I'll have to stay home and rest again.

"Xiaoye, stay home and take care of your dad." My wife and I are similar in personality, both competitive and diligent at work. After exchanging a few intimate words, she left for work.

After taking my medicine, I lay back in bed and covered myself tightly with the blanket. This illness is probably from catching a chill in the rain yesterday; I think it will get better after sweating it out.

Although I'm over forty, I've always felt quite healthy, but I've been quite tired lately due to a lot of work at the company. Yesterday, the weather was fine, but it suddenly started raining in the afternoon. I was busy at the office when I suddenly remembered Xiaoye's classmate reunion. It had suddenly started raining, and she was only wearing a thin dress and hadn't brought an umbrella. Worried she'd catch a cold, I drove to where they were having their reunion.

I really don't know how they found the restaurant; after I parked, I realized it was still a hundred meters away. When I arrived at the restaurant with my umbrella, my daughter and her friends were already gathered at the entrance.

"This child!" I sighed, seeing Xiaoye and her classmates huddled together, their hands tightly pressed against their chests. "Couldn't they have stayed inside?"

"Xiaoye!" I quickly went to her side, took off my coat, and draped it over her shoulders.

"Dad! Why did you come?" My daughter looked surprised and delighted to see me, and immediately snuggled into my arms.

"Get in the car first, it's cold outside!" I smiled politely to her classmates and then quickly led her back to the car.

"Dad, I want to sit in the front!" "Stop it! Go inside first, I still need to pick up your mom." I opened the back door for her and urged her.

"Hmph, Dad's always so biased. I'm your little wife too, why is it always Mom who sits in the front?" "Sigh, this girl!" I looked back at her, shook my head and smiled.

"Dad, what are you grinning about?" My dazed brain had just savored yesterday's sweetness when Xiao Ye pulled me back to the reality of my fever.

"Oh, nothing." I opened my eyes, and Xiao Ye was lying beside me, smiling.

I reached out my hand, and Xiao Ye readily placed her hand in mine. When you're sick, having a loved one's hand in yours makes you feel warm and secure. "Dad, do you remember May Day three or four months ago? I was sick then, and you took care of me. Now you're sick, and I'm taking care of you." "Hmm. I remember." I replied. How could I forget such an important day! It was from that May Day that my incestuous relationship with my daughter began.

When I picked Xiaoye up from school, I noticed she seemed listless. That evening, she developed a fever…

My daughter said she felt lonely lying in bed alone, so she asked me to stay with her. That night, I held her until dawn.

The next day, her fever subsided. Always very clean, she couldn't stand the smell of sweat, so she wanted to get up and take a bath. I strongly objected, afraid she'd fall ill again. After both of us insisted, she suggested I wipe her down with a warm, damp cloth. I didn't think much of it and agreed.

When I wiped her chest, I suddenly realized my daughter had grown up; her breasts were now comparable to my wife's.

When I wiped her genitals, I discovered they were completely wet! "Xiaoye, you're just as sensitive as your mother!" For some reason, the words slipped out of my mouth. "No, not at all!"

Having already said it, I didn't hold back anymore. Actually, Xiaoye and I were always very close, even when it came to matters of the heart. I never hid from Xiaoye when I was intimate with my wife.

"You got this wet just from Daddy wiping you down!" I said, looking at her with a hint of teasing.

"I only react like this when a man I deeply love touches me," Xiaoye said, her eyes wide as she stared at me. "I don't react like this when I touch myself, my mother, or anyone else." I felt a little embarrassed because I sensed the underlying meaning in her words. To escape the awkwardness, I changed the subject, "Have you been touched by other boys?" Later, Xiaoye told me that my question had a sour undertone. I didn't realize women's intuition was so sharp, but now, thinking back, I did feel a little uncomfortable.

"It was Xiaojie!" she said with a grin.

Xiaojie was my good friend Qian Han's son, a year younger than Xiaoye, and he often came to my house to play.

"A while ago, Xiao Jie suddenly hugged me and started groping me. I was so angry I slapped him! I haven't spoken to him for two weeks!" "Hehe, no wonder your Uncle Qian said Xiao Jie was listless the other day, it turns out it was you!" My daughter didn't continue, just smiled at me and closed her eyes. The situation was quite embarrassing, so I shut up and silently covered her with the blanket. In the afternoon, Xiao Ye was already full of energy.

As for me, I spent the whole morning by her bedside, telling her stories to keep her entertained. After all, I'm forty years old, and after noon I started to feel sleepy, so I went back to my room to rest.

I don't know how long I slept, but I vaguely felt a pressure on my chest. I opened my eyes and saw a smiling face jump into my vision.

"You brat, trying to crush your dad!" I reached out and hugged her, turned her over, and continued my sweet dream.

... "Daddy, wake up, you've been sleeping for two hours!" My daughter wouldn't let it go and climbed on top of me again.

"Really?" I replied lazily. No wonder I couldn't open my eyes; I must have slept too much again.

I forced myself to wake up and washed my face. "Xiaoye, come down, I'm going to wash my face." "No!" "Don't be silly, Daddy's head's spinning. Let me get up and wash my face to clear my head."

"No, I'll help you. Lie down and don't move!" She then went to get a damp towel and wiped my face.

"Hehe, when did Xiaoye become so sensible?"

"Xiaoye has always been sensible!" She said, playfully pinching my cheek. (I've always disliked that kind of parental behavior, so I didn't mind the cheek pinch; instead, I thought it showed the close bond between father and daughter.)

I knew she was repaying me for wiping her face this morning. Thinking about what happened this morning, my lower body started to stir. I reached out and pinched my thigh hard, hoping to quickly suppress it, while glancing at her guiltily.

"Thank goodness! My daughter didn't feel anything," I thought to myself with a sense of relief.

But soon, I realized I was wrong. It wasn't surprising, really; she was on top of me, my genitals pressed tightly against hers.

Suddenly, I felt her small hand brush against my genitals, and my penis swelled even more. It wasn't usually this strong! Did my penis change in front of my daughter?

Oh no! I looked at Xiaoye and saw a flash of surprise on her face, followed by a blush. I wanted to say something, but I felt too embarrassed to utter a word. Time seemed to become an enemy; the awkward atmosphere was silent, broken only by my suppressed heavy breathing and my daughter's disordered panting.

After a moment of silence, my daughter suddenly leaned down, her flushed cheeks pressed tightly against my ear, and I instinctively reached out and hugged her. This action was like closing my eyes to a foreign object, done without thinking, but my daughter misunderstood it (of course, she only realized it was a misunderstanding later). My daughter's right hand, which had been exploring what was happening below, now tightly gripped my erect penis.

Incest began at that moment, and there was no stopping it. Slightly dazed, I found my daughter's lips and gently kissed them. Soft, moist, the beauty sent a shiver down my spine. My daughter's reaction was even more passionate; her fragrant tongue pried open my sluggish teeth, entwining in my mouth.

My wife loves kisses and hugs, and now it seemed my daughter did too! Her small hand, which had been holding my penis, unconsciously loosened, and instead, she held me tightly.

The gradual softening of my penis brought a sliver of my consciousness back to my senses. I knew that as a father, I should immediately stop this abnormal behavior, but I didn't. I couldn't bring myself to say those morally correct things; having already gone this far, making excuses would be tantamount to slapping myself in the face. Besides, it was clear that my daughter had feelings for me; saying the wrong thing would only hurt her.

After thinking for a while, I felt suffocated, so I quickly used this as an excuse to pull away from her mouth, panting heavily, and muttering, "Xiao Ye, are you trying to crush me to death?" Xiao Ye smiled awkwardly at me and exhaled a large breath in my face, as if to indicate that she was also suffocating. The

awkward atmosphere eased slightly, but my daughter was still clinging to me, and my uncooperative hands were tightly wrapped around her. These actions forced me to confront her and discuss the situation with her.

"Xiao Ye!" I looked at her and suddenly saw her expectant face and those all-knowing eyes. I sighed inwardly and uncooperatively said, "I love you!" I wonder if women are all particularly easily moved; my daughter's eyes lit up. Seeing this, I felt my own eyes welling up with tears, so I simply hugged her to hide it.

"Daddy, I love you too," Xiao Ye whispered in my ear.

Daddy! The word slipped out of her mouth, yet it stung me, mixed with a strong sense of excitement stemming from incest.

Oh well, let it be!

After a while, I had a deep talk with her. I could ignore the outside world, but what would my wife say? When this question was raised, my daughter said she would handle it. Later, my wife returned home, and the next day she spoke with me. Her first words were, "I approve of your relationship with Xiaoye."

I was surprised, thinking she was joking, since when I raised the issue with Xiaoye, I still harbored some hope that my wife would end this inappropriate relationship. I looked at my wife's face; although she was smiling, I could still sense the seriousness in her words.

I asked my wife why she answered Xiaoye that way, and she kissed me, saying, "You don't understand women's minds." When I asked Xiaoye how she had persuaded my wife, her reply was simply, "It's a secret." Sigh, although I am their husband or father, their thoughts now confuse me.

"Dad! What are you thinking about?"

"Thinking about the early days of our relationship," I replied. Coming back to my senses, I noticed her beautiful breasts, half-hidden beneath her skin.

I pulled my hand away from hers and reached for her pajamas. My clumsy left hand struggled for a few moments but couldn't unbutton them. My daughter moved my hand away, saying understandingly, "Dad, let me do it. You're sick and still not behaving yourself!" I smiled at her, placed my hand on her back, and with a little pressure, Xiao Ye shifted closer to me, bringing her beautiful breasts right in front of me.

"So good!" I murmured, placing my hand on her upper breast while pressing my face against her lower one. A faint fragrance filled my nostrils, and I closed my eyes contentedly.

"Hehe, Daddy's acting like a good boy now," my daughter's silvery laughter reached my ears, and I felt her pull my head closer to her chest.

The feeling of skin against skin was intoxicating. It seemed our roles were reversed; I was like a child being held by my mother. Thinking of this, I couldn't resist licking her nipple. My daughter giggled, probably realizing our amusing situation, and deliberately put her nipple in my mouth, saying, "Good daddy, nurse!" She laughed again.

Although both my hand and mouth were enjoying this wonderful encounter, being sick and feverish left me weak. In this infinitely pleasurable embrace, I unknowingly drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up again, the view outside was overcast. My daughter was still lying there, just as I had fallen asleep. I glanced at the clock on the bedside table: 12:40. It looked like it was going to rain again.

Having been lying down all morning and sweating profusely, I felt revitalized; the fever and dizziness had disappeared. My left hand was still on her soft, white breast, and this sight made my previously limp penis hard.

I couldn't resist gently kneading Xiaoye's breasts. The moment I touched them, she stirred. "Dad, you're awake?" "Yeah. You're awake too?" I answered casually, my mind completely focused on her beautiful, full, soft, and firm breasts. The two bright red nipples on those white hemispheres were already covered in my saliva.

"Dad, how are you feeling?" My daughter moved my head away and looked directly into my eyes.

"I feel great. Look at me now, so energetic." I smiled at her, reached out and peeled off her pajamas first. I glanced at her white panties embroidered with little animals, hesitated for a moment, and then went for them too.

My blatant actions naturally received my daughter's tacit approval. She bent her legs to help me remove that beautiful obstacle. After I was done, I winked at her, pulled back my blanket, and the girl slipped into my arms like a slippery eel.

Just as Xiaoye's cherry lips were about to press against mine, I quickly dodged; kissing isn't advisable when you have a cold. Xiaoye looked at me questioningly, and I quickly explained my reasoning. She nodded as if suddenly understanding, then paused to think for a moment and said, "Daddy, then we can't make love either." Although I knew that having sex now might have unpleasant consequences, I was too consumed by lust to care. If my condition worsened, I'd have to get an IV!

Having figured this out, I replied, "It's okay, my lovely little darling will take the initiative when we make love later." My daughter smiled generously, then shrank back under the covers and began licking my chest as she had done before. However, this time, after just a quick lick, she looked up and stuck out her tongue, complaining, "Daddy, you're so sweaty, it's salty, it's hard to lick." Actually, I hadn't asked my daughter to do this. Thinking about how sticky I was, I couldn't help but feel sorry for her. I said, "Sweetie, then don't lick anymore." My daughter leaned over and gently kissed my forehead, then burrowed back into the covers and hugged me tightly. I took her hand and guided it to my penis.

"You're so big now!" My daughter stuck out her tongue at me, her soft fingers beginning to stroke me. Her breasts were still changing shape in my hands, and with each grasp of my fingers, I could feel the tender flesh overflowing from between my fingers. Frequent waves of pleasure surged through my lower body, and naturally, the pressure in my hands increased. - j "

Oh! Daddy, be gentle!" My daughter rolled her eyes at me.

I smiled apologetically and reached for her secret place, where it was already flowing with moisture. I casually wiped her slit, and my daughter groaned as my index finger slipped into her little hole. My

daughter stopped what she was doing and instead gripped me tightly, groaning repeatedly under my finger's onslaught.

"Hmm, okay!" I patted her smooth back with my other hand.

Xiao Ye nodded, her body shrinking down, grasping my penis, guiding it towards her vaginal opening, and I cooperated by pressing down on her buttocks, thrusting my hips forward, and smoothly entering her sacred place with the lubrication of her love juice.

My daughter slowly sat up, placed her hands on my chest, and began to stroke my penis. I savored the exciting stimulation my daughter brought me. As time passed, her breathing grew heavier, and her movements became weaker. Looking at her sweat-drenched, white body, and then at the white fluid flowing between our bodies, I felt a rush of heat to my head. I stared at her, reached out and gripped her slender waist, thrusting my hips forcefully.

"Boom!" A clap of thunder sounded outside, and at the same time, my ejaculation occurred, my throbbing penis ejaculating into her body…

Time passed quickly. My daughter had been in university for a month. Xiao Ye's university was still in N city, just far from home. When school started, this girl insisted on living in the dormitory, saying she wanted to experience university life. Sigh, I originally wanted to rent her a place near her school so she could be more comfortable. But what's so good about living in a dormitory? It's crowded, messy, and everyone interferes with each other. Although I knew all this in my heart and had tried to persuade her, my daughter was stubborn, and as a father, I could only agree.

My daughter would come home on weekends, and I would try to spend as much time with her as possible. To be honest, in the past eighteen years, she had never been away from me for more than two days. When Xiao Ye first started school, I didn't see her for five days in a row, and I, being a homebody

, really felt uncomfortable. Today is Friday, and I will see my daughter tonight; I'm really looking forward to it. Recently, due to the company's expansion, Qian Han and I rented another floor for office use. Qian Han plans to hire a few more new people. Now that business is booming, he thinks we should both have a secretary. Quite a few people have applied, but none of them are to my liking.

I was idly turning my chair when a knock came at the door. "Come in!" "Mr. Lu, another lady has come for an interview." "Please let her in." I shook my head. Qian Han had given me this job; it was practically torture for me.

Qian Han's standards were extremely high: both education and a good figure. It's tough!

"Manager Lu, hello!" The person who came in smiled at me.

"Xiao Ye?" I pointed to the door. "Lock the door first, this is ridiculous. Why are you here so early today? And you even came straight to the company?"

"The teacher for that class was absent today, so I came back first." My daughter said, looking around. "Dad, your office now looks like a manager's office." "Really?" I smiled and tidied up the documents on my desk. "Sit down." I pointed to the leather bag next to me.

"Hmm, so impressive!" My daughter put down her bag. "Dad, you look like a manager now sitting in that high chair. Before, you always looked like an office worker."

I chuckled. Impressiveness is something you buy with money. Such a big office, all these decorations, all these office supplies, they all cost money. "What do you think of my current office?" "It's great, spacious, four or five times the size of my dorm. This chair is nice too, even better than ours! Uncle Qian had it arranged for you, right?"

"Not bad." I couldn't be bothered with these things. When Qian Han said he wanted to move and do a major renovation, I just nodded and let him handle everything. When it comes to elegance, this guy is much better at it than I am. "By the way, why did you pretend to be a job applicant? That's ridiculous." "Hehe, it was just for fun. I came to see you, but as soon as I walked in, the employee asked if I was there for a job interview, so I pretended to be one. I thought he was going to ask me some questions, but he just brought me in. Are you hiring new people now?" "Hehe, yeah. The company is growing, and your Uncle Qian said we should get a secretary so we won't be so busy." My daughter's smile faded: "Dad, are you going to hire a pretty female secretary?"

Looking at my daughter's expression, it looked like she was about to explode. "Yes, your Uncle Qian said he wants to hire a beautiful and talented female secretary." I didn't want to lie to my daughter, so I told her the truth.

"Excuses..." My daughter pouted. "What? Uncle Qian said? It must be because you wanted it. Otherwise, why would that employee have brought me to your office?" "

Dad is telling the truth. Your Uncle Qian said he's in charge of the renovations and all that, so I'll be in charge of hiring, so I won't slack off." I sat down next to my daughter and stroked her hair. "I have your mom and you, that's enough. You're so jealous for no reason." My daughter leaned against my chest like a little bird and giggled twice. "Did you miss me?" "I missed you so much."

Xiao Ye reached for my waist and pulled out my belt. I quickly grabbed it. "Xiao Ye, don't be silly. We're in the office."

"No! Didn't you just say you missed me? I want to do it with Dad here." My daughter looked up at me and pouted. "It'll be more exciting in your office. Besides, Mom has never done it with you in the office. I'm going to be the first this time." Women, once they go crazy, they'll do anything outrageous. Faced with this little vixen before me, I couldn't bring myself to refuse.

"Sigh, Xiao Ye, these 'fuss seats' are for guests, they're not hygienic. It's much better to make love at home." No, I'll just take a shower at home. My daughter had already unbuckled my belt and taken off her skirt, urging me, "Daddy, hurry up and take it off!" Seeing my daughter's lewd and intimidating appearance, I shook my head helplessly.

My daughter pushed her clothes aside, giggled, climbed onto the 'fuss seats, arched her body, smoothed her hair behind her ear, and took my penis into her mouth.

My left hand slowly slid down her back along the back of her head to her back muscles. At this moment, her abdomen was slightly concave, her white and tender buttocks were slightly raised, and her shoulders were also slightly raised due to the support of her arms, presenting a concave curve. This position greatly satisfied a man's inner desire for domination, and involuntarily, the term commonly used in erotic literature, "female dog," came to mind.

"Xiao Ye, you look like a cute little puppy in that position right now." I gently patted her bottom; its plump, soft texture was irresistible.

My daughter stopped what she was doing. "Dad, this position is hot, isn't it? Isn't it exciting?" Sigh, my daughter is becoming more and more open about sex, unlike A Ning, but the two different styles have certainly brought me a lot of sexual interest.

"Yes, it is hot. Where did you learn these words? I think my daughter is becoming more and more like a little slut."

I patted her pert bottom again and lifted her chin with my right hand.

"Hehe, I won't tell you. Dad, let me ask you, do you prefer making love with me or with Mom? Tell the truth, don't try to fool me! It seems women are born with a competitive nature." Xiao Ye, don't be silly, you know this is a difficult question for Dad to answer. I kissed her as an apology for avoiding the question.

"No, tell me. Or I'll ask you in front of Mom when we get home." "I can't do anything with you. I'll ask you, which do you like more, Dad or Mom? No matter what you answer, the one you're abandoning will definitely be very sad.

You and your mom are both the loves of my life, how can I distinguish between them? Even if there is an answer to this question, it's definitely that I like them both."

"You're so annoying." My daughter pouted again. "I like Dad more. Of course, there's one I like more."

"You silly child, how sad would your mom be if she heard that? When we make love, you're more open and passionate, while your mom, even though we've been together for twenty years, is still mostly shy in bed. You two have different styles, and you give me different feelings. I like both of you."

I picked up my daughter and let her sit on my lap. I said this with a serious face. After all, my wife and daughter are both my loves. I don't want to favor one over the other, and I don't want to hurt either of them.

"I've spent more time with you, since I was little. Dad has been by my side more often, so I like him more. I always felt you loved Mom more because you two have spent much more time together than I have." "Silly child, don't think like that. You and your mom are equally important to me. Even if I treat you differently sometimes, it's because your mom is my wife and you are my daughter."... My daughter grasped my penis and slowly inserted it into her vagina, then suddenly giggled: "Now I'm your wife too, daughter and wife, shouldn't you love me more, Dad?" * "Nonsense!" I hugged her slender waist, afraid she would lose her balance and fall backward. "Be careful, what if you fall?" "Hehe, if you fall, your wife and daughter will get hurt. I won't ask anymore, I knew you would say that, asking is pointless." My daughter hugged my neck, gave me a sweet kiss, and moved her little butt up and down.

Soon, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Xiaoye's fair skin. She panted and said, "Lazy Daddy, give me a hand."

I slid down a little, moving my hands to her buttocks. "Hold on tight, don't let her fall."

I used both hands to move up and down in sync with her movements. Pleasure spread from my glans to my whole body, a tingling sensation running down my spine, and my legs involuntarily tensed.

My daughter's vagina was truly a masterpiece, warm and tight, the constantly writhing vaginal muscles inside like a massage machine, constantly rubbing against my genitals. Strands of vaginal fluid overflowed from our point of contact, scraping up a layer of foam with each thrust. My daughter was truly made of water.

"Ugh... Dad... so good." My daughter leaned back excitedly, her pair of firm, white breasts suddenly appearing before my eyes. I held her soft buttocks with one hand, and pressed the palm of my other hand against her nipple, the protruding red cherry sliding back and forth in my hand, a ticklish sensation. I pressed my fingers together, but unexpectedly, under the veil of fine sweat, the slippery flesh slipped out of my grasp.

Sweat poured down, dripping from my daughter's temples. "Dad, I can't take it anymore, let's change positions." I picked her up, disregarding hygiene, and laid her flat on my genitals. I bent one leg, pulling her long, slender legs across my face. At this moment, my daughter's small, delicate feet were still clad in white cotton socks with cartoon patterns. The innocent girl now displayed a wanton appearance, truly intoxicating and bewildering me with desire.

I grasped her little feet with one hand and pried her other thigh with the other, thrusting wildly. Her pink vulva flushed red from my impact, and her body was gradually pushed against the side of my genitals, pressed tightly against the edge. My daughter's weak little hands clung to my arm, her breasts heaving violently. Because she was lying flat, her breasts appeared larger, her full chest trembling with flesh.

"Oh... Dad... Dad, kiss me." My daughter's starry eyes were slightly closed, and she brought her hand to her mouth, sucking on her index finger. I slowed my movements, bent down and picked her up, our lips met, our tongues intertwined, locked in a passionate embrace. My daughter's legs straddled my waist, her arms wrapped around my neck, her body pressed tightly against me.

"Waaah... Dad... carry me, carry me to your desk." My daughter whimpered, sweat clinging to her hair, contrasting with her flushed face, making her incredibly alluring.

I swept the documents off the desk and gently set my daughter down. A layer of mist instantly appeared on the desk, and a puddle of love fluid from our joined bodies gathered there.

My daughter pushed me away, then lay down on the desk, her little hands groping for my now-retired penis. *Plop!* A gush of love juice spurted out, the warm, moist, tight, and stimulating sensation returning to my glans. "Dad, harder," my daughter said, squeezing her legs together.

A series of sharp, slapping sounds rang out, her white buttocks flushed crimson. I spread her buttocks apart with my hands, her brown anus budding. I reached out and rubbed it, and my daughter moaned contentedly, looking like a wanton slut.

Thinking of her first night, Ah Ning had specially decorated the room. She bought several pink lamps, turning her daughter's bedroom into a hazy, erotic atmosphere. That day, my daughter lay shyly in bed. When I entered the room and lifted the covers, she shyly kept her eyes closed. The girl's beautiful body lay upright on the bed, her youthful flesh appearing even more supple due to tension.

Looking around, my daughter's exquisite body was curvaceous, her white breasts high and firm, her deep valley tinged with snow, the peaks adorned with a pink ring, the alluring pink orbs slightly protruding into the air. Below, the land stretched out flat, with a grassy hill rising at the edge. Fine pubic hair curled slightly, and two grooves ran across her white flesh, meeting at that sacred valley.

A Y-shape formed by indentations stood out starkly against her jade-like skin. I gently parted my daughter's legs, and two incredibly tender pink lips parted a jade-like slit, from which a rich fragrance seemed to emanate, overwhelming my senses—this was my daughter's treasure.

My daughter wore a shy expression, her body still stiff, but obediently allowing me to do as I pleased. When my gaze moved from her private parts to her starry eyes, she shyly covered her face with her hand, but a small gap remained between her fingers, and her shimmering eyes still pierced my vision. I smiled inwardly; the first time was always embarrassing, but my daughter was so nervous, and I had a duty to help her relax and enjoy the pleasure of sex. I lay down beside her, pulled her into my arms, pried open her hands, and sought her fragrant lips, my tongue delving into her mouth.

Scratching her sweet saliva, I deliberately feigned eagerness, greedily swallowing her fluids while my hands caressed her back, trying to create a relaxed and sweet atmosphere. My

daughter responded passionately to my kisses, her small hands beginning to wander over my body. Wherever her hands touched, I felt a warmth spread through me.

"Dad, be gentle, I can't breathe..." she gasped, pulling away from my lips. Before I could respond, she caught her breath and pressed herself against me again, swallowing my saliva as if unwilling to give up. My

arms, which had been tightly around her, gradually loosened. I had been so intoxicated, the deep love welling up inside me wanting to bind us together, that I had forgotten the limits of what my daughter could endure.

My daughter was lost in a passionate kiss, but I, with my mind clear, was not satisfied. Already immersed in the pleasures of love, I had long since cast aside any taboos between father and daughter. I gently caressed her vibrant breasts, smooth yet resilient—truly the flesh of youth! My thumb lightly teased her nipples, feeling them harden. The body in my arms trembled slightly, and the woman in the midst of the passionate kiss moaned softly. Suddenly, Xiaoye pulled away from my lips, gasping for breath, and said, "Dad, I feel so strange, it's swollen down there, I can't help but want to moan." | "If you want to moan, just moan, don't hold back," I comforted her with a smile, my hand reaching between her legs. Suddenly invaded, my daughter reflexively closed her legs, trapping my hand, but after a moment, her legs opened. Xiaoye crossed one leg, rubbing the inside of her thigh against the back of my hand.

The untouched virgin territory quickly became wet under my touch, indicating that my daughter was a woman with abundant vaginal lubrication. My fingers were coated in slippery nectar, and my index finger, which had been wandering on the periphery, easily found her entrance thanks to the lubrication. With a slight probe, half a knuckle was inserted.

"Oh…Dad…" my daughter moaned, her hot, delicate body writhing. I was afraid she would hurt her slender waist. At the tip of my finger, a thin membrane blocked my intrusion. I gently scraped it a couple of times, eliciting another tremor from my daughter. I withdrew my finger and put it in my mouth. My daughter noticed this and became even more shy.

"Xiao Ye, Daddy can't take it anymore, I have to go in." I sat up, stroking her jade-like cheek. I raised my penis, aimed it at her tender little opening, and rubbed it up and down along the slit a couple of times. My daughter's body trembled uncontrollably. "Dad, I heard it hurts a lot the first time. Can you be gentle?" "Yes, that's how it is for girls the first time. Dad will be gentle." I took a clean white towel from the bedside and placed it under my daughter's plump buttocks. This was my wife's idea; the first time is always a memorable experience, and she specially went to the store to pick out a high-quality towel.

Spreading my daughter's jade legs as wide as possible, I pressed down on her hip bones, aimed at her entrance, and thrust straight in. My daughter screamed as my penis tore through her virginity, reaching her very core.

Xiao Ye gripped the sheets tightly with both hands, her rosy face gradually turning pale, and her temples were covered in sweat. I stopped, gently lay on top of her, and softly licked away her tears. "Xiao Ye, don't cry, just bear with it, it'll be over in a little while." "Liar, it hurts so much! Dad, you're bad, you're bad! You promised to be gentle!" My daughter pounded my chest, her face streaked with tears.

"A short pain is better than a long one." I kissed my daughter's fragrant lips. My wife had done the same the first time. Seeing my daughter's face, I felt like I was back in that first time.

I grabbed my daughter's breasts, trying to distract her. Since I wasn't moving down there anymore, my daughter gradually cooperated and kissed me passionately, moaning as I kneaded her breasts.

"Feeling better? How does it feel down there?" I gently caressed her soft vulva, licked away her tear stains, and asked as softly as possible.

"Hmm, a strange feeling, a swelling."

I moved slightly, and my daughter let out a soft moan. Seeing that I had stopped, she smiled and said, "Dad, you can move. It doesn't hurt too much." I nodded and continued to work. The tightness of her virginity was almost unbearable for me. It was a completely different feeling from my wife. The thought that the woman beneath me, writhing and yielding, was my own daughter made the stimulation in my lower body even stronger. It felt like

there was a suction force in my daughter's vagina. The warm vaginal flesh enveloped my penis, constantly writhing, and a numbing pleasure spread from the glans to my entire body.

I paused, took a deep breath, and looked at the point where we were joined together. Every time I made love to my wife, I always liked to look there, feeling the union of our bodies and souls, feeling that intimacy. Looking at the love fluid tinged with blood, a warm feeling of love rose from the depths of my heart. At this moment, my fervor gradually subsided, and I tenderly stroked my daughter's jade-like legs and slender waist, hoping my love could reach her. A woman's first time is always so delicate, so pitiful; a broken flower cannot withstand a storm. I moved gently, but even so, the tight, warm vagina of my daughter and the stimulation of incest quickly made me ejaculate.

Gushing fluids flowed onto the handkerchief as I withdrew, milky white with streaks of blood, painting a pattern of love.

"Dad? What's wrong? Why aren't you moving?" My daughter's voice was impatient, and her white buttocks began to thrust back.

"Ah, I remember the first time we came here, Xiao Ye wasn't like this at all. Back then, you were shyly closing your eyes and letting me do whatever I wanted, but now you're so passionate and proactive." As I spoke, I moved a few times more forcefully, and my daughter's humming music rose and fell again.

Xiao Ye didn't reply, immersed in the happiness of our intertwined bodies. Egg-white-like love fluid kept seeping from her warm vaginal cavity, covering our joined parts with each thrust of my lower body. My daughter's slightly curly pubic hair was wet and twisted together, and I reached out and grabbed it, forming a mound of pubic hair in my hand.

"Oh, Dad... I'm almost there... almost... oh..." Xiao Ye sighed, her body convulsed a few times, and she lay on the table panting, her two little hands unconsciously groping around on the table.

I gently patted my daughter's buttocks, withdrew my glistening penis, wiped it on her buttocks, and gently picked her up.

After a while, my daughter stood up from my arms, stretched, and said, "Dad, where are the tissues? I need to wipe myself."

I pointed to the counter next to me, and she made a face at me before walking over there naked. Luckily, the curtains in my office were drawn tightly, otherwise…

After tidying up, I opened the curtains and the window. The room reeked of a lewd atmosphere; if my subordinates or Qian Han came in, things would get messy. "Dad, treat me to lunch today." My daughter hugged me from behind, her arms around my neck.

"Okay, what do you want to eat?"

"Hmm… let's go to that restaurant, Champagne."

I checked my watch; it was already past 11 a.m. I nodded, waited for the smell to dissipate, closed the window, gave my subordinates a few instructions, and left the company.

The new company wasn't far from home, only a ten-minute walk, and the Champagne restaurant that Xiao Ye wanted to go to was between the company and home. Xiao Ye and I were regulars there, and soon, my daughter's favorite dishes were served.

"Hehe~ Daddy's so nice, he ordered all my favorites." Xiao Ye giggled, her chopsticks flying across the table.

"Slow down, look at you, you're not ladylike at all, you eat like a little pig." I chuckled as I watched her; my daughter was so adorable, in my eyes she was a child who would never grow up.

"Hehe, who told you to order so many of my favorite dishes? The food in the school cafeteria is bad, I don't like it, so now that there's good food, I naturally want to eat more." "Don't rush, eat slowly." Although I had done some strenuous exercise this morning, I wasn't very hungry. Slowly sipping my red wine and watching my daughter eat was a pleasure. "Dad...

I...

am I eating terribly?" My daughter stopped eating, looking at me with bright eyes.

"Hehe, it looks pretty good." "Nonsense, otherwise why are you staring at me with that weird smile, just sitting there sipping red wine and not eating anything!" Xiao Ye stuck out her tongue.

"I'm not hungry. I was just staring at you because you look so cute while you eat." I moved my chopsticks and picked up a piece of food.

"I can't eat anymore if you keep staring at me." "Okay, I won't stare anymore. Who told you to be so pretty and charming!" Even though I'm older, I still like to flirt with her occasionally. That warm feeling warms my heart and makes me feel intoxicated.

I'm familiar with everything in the restaurant, so there's nothing interesting. My gaze wandered around and finally settled on a waitress in front of the lobby.

The waitress was probably not much older than Xiao Ye, and she was quite pretty. I couldn't help but compare her to Xiao Ye in my heart. I watched her from afar. The waitress obviously didn't know I was admiring her beautiful face, but... soon a sharp shout came: "Dad!" When I looked away from my daughter, she muttered in a low voice, "Dad is such a lecher." Nonsense! "I said softly, "Eat, eat." "No, I'm full." The little girl put down her chopsticks and wiped her mouth.

"What? You were so busy looking at that waitress that you didn't realize how much time had passed." Xiao Ye pouted. "Come on, or you'll be completely absorbed in her." "..." I was silent for a moment. Ever since my relationship with my daughter began, she'd acted like my little wife, controlling me even more than A Ning. However, she spoke in a daughter's tone one moment and a wife's the next; I really didn't know how she managed to play both roles so well.

Not long after leaving the hotel, my daughter took my hand and we walked happily along the sidewalk. In October, N City still had some lingering heat from the summer. A breeze blew, and Xiao Ye's hair and dress fluttered slightly in the air. Her delicate face was flushed, and the beads of sweat on her forehead glistened. A smile as she turned her head suddenly made me stare, me mesmerized. I silently rubbed my daughter's little hands, quietly walking alongside her...

When we got home, I was surprised to find my wife sitting on the xx watching TV. As soon as Xiao Ye entered, she cheered and ran to my wife, snuggling into her arms. My wife smiled, patted Xiao Ye's back, and hugged her close.

"So early today? Why are you back with your dad?" "Hehe, I didn't have class today, so I came home early. Mom, you didn't go to work today?" "Hmm..." my wife replied. After a while, she smiled at me and calmly said, "Old Lu, I quit my job." "What?" The little girl jumped up from the xx.

A Ning smiled, pressed Xiao Ye down, and repeated herself.

I sat down on the other side of my wife and took her hand. "What happened? Did something upset you?" "

Well, I had a conflict with the new manager. I wrote my resignation letter yesterday, handed it in this morning, and came back.

Now I can relax. Are you satisfied?" My wife didn't look disappointed at all. She smiled at me, looking like a playful young girl. We're well-off. Actually, I didn't really want Aning to work so hard. She's too responsible and often overwhelmed with work. I've tried to persuade her many times, but she just wouldn't listen, so I eventually let her be.

"Hey, satisfied. What happened?" I knew my wife valued her job. Now that she'd given it up, it must have been a big problem. I looked into her eyes, trying to make sure her smile was genuine. "

Don't look at me. I'm fine," my wife reassured me as if she knew what I meant. "Actually, it's nothing serious. That manager..." My wife glanced at our daughter, hesitating to finish her sentence.

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