daughter and father

One evening after school, I was wearing a red sash and a white skirt, carrying a stack of books, when I walked out of the classroom, ready to go home. It was summer, and this was the time when our school gave students the most freedom on campus. In the dim moonlight, I saw groups of classmates strolling and chatting in the garden, and I couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy. So I also walked towards the garden, intending to walk out of the school gate through the path in the garden.
As I walked to a clump of bushes where few people frequented, a masked man wearing a mask covering the upper half of his face suddenly leaped out. He covered my mouth, which I had opened in fright, with his right hand, and pinned my hands to my chest with his left. He then dragged me towards the gazebo in the corner of the garden. I struggled incessantly, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't break free from his iron grip. Once in the gazebo, he released his left hand, pulled a dagger from his back pocket, and pressed it against my face. Terrified, I immediately stopped struggling, my hands went limp, and the book fell to the ground. Only then did the masked man remove his right hand from my mouth. Out of fear, I didn't dare scream; my mind went blank, and I was trembling all over, not knowing what to do.
The masked man tied my hands behind my back and made me sit on his lap, so we looked like a couple. Although people occasionally walked by, they wouldn't notice us. The man's left arm was around my waist, and his right hand slipped inside my vest, caressing my breasts. My nipples stood up, puffing up and getting bigger and harder. He gently rubbed them with his thumb and middle finger, tapped them with his index finger, and his ring and little fingers continued to linger on my breasts. I couldn't help but let out a faint moan from my tightly closed lips.
Then the man released my waist, his left hand taking over from his right to tease my nipple, while his right hand moved to my right breast, opening a second battleground. My moans involuntarily intensified. He played with me like this for a while, then brought his head close to my ear, gently blowing air into my ear canal, lightly nibbling my earlobe, before moving to my fair neck, kissing it lightly. I finally opened my mouth and let out a blissful "ah," and he immediately responded with his own mouth, kissing my lips wantonly. At this moment, my fear had been replaced by lust, and a familiar feeling welled up inside me. Slightly concentrating my thoughts, I sniffed the man's scent, and I immediately understood: it was my father, my beloved father! Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel excited again. I deliberately didn't say anything and started to enjoy the different kind of excitement that my dad's games brought me.
When Dad put his tongue into my mouth, I immediately offered my little tongue in return. After kissing for a while, Dad placed my right breast in his left hand, and with his right hand lifted my short skirt and went straight to my crotch. There, through the fabric of my underwear, Dad caressed the place where my two fair and slender thighs met, rubbing back and forth between my mons pubis with his middle finger. The already slightly damp diaper was immediately soaked. My body began to twist and turn, trying to let out a joyful moan, but my mouth was occupied by Dad, so I could only whimper softly.
Slowly, my labia majora opened. Dad twisted my already soaking wet panties into a rope and placed them between my labia majora and thighs. He began to directly tease my clitoris with his right hand, and then inserted his middle and index fingers together into my vagina, slowly moving them in and out, going deeper and deeper. As Dad went deeper, my moans became more and more rapid. When Dad's two fingers were fully inserted, he even flicked my protruding clitoris with his thumb. I immediately trembled as if I had been electrocuted, and my vulva was already overflowing with nectar.
My father kept stirring his fingers, teasing my clitoris. I pressed my legs together and rubbed them together, trying to escape my father's kiss. I bit my lip, trying my best not to let out any lewd moans, actually because I was afraid that I would call out "Dad" and let him know that I had recognized him. By this time, my father's penis was already swollen beyond recognition. He could no longer hold back and quickly pulled down my skirt and sash. He turned me around to face him. In the moonlight, my two white and tender breasts, topped with two red cherries, were incredibly cute. My vulva was dripping with lustful fluid, facing my father. My two red and tender labia minora were swollen and hard. Except for the small rooster-comb-shaped skin at the end, which still had some wrinkles, the inner and outer skin was smooth and flat. The swollen and round head of my clitoris was covered with blood vessels, and a string of lustful fluid dripping from my vulva was hanging from the tip, glistening and reflecting light, ready to drip. My vaginal opening opened and closed like a fish's mouth, implying that it was ready to be taught at any time.
Dad wanted to tease me a little more, so he rubbed his swollen, shiny glans against my mouth. This was starting to take my breath away, so I brought my mouth close to his ear and whispered, "Oh...it hurts...it's so itchy...ah...Daddy...don't rub anymore...it's so sore and numb...um...it's sore...just do it if you want...don't torture your daughter anymore...umm..."
Hearing this, Dad was taken aback, then laughed, removed his mask, and gently asked: "My dear daughter, isn't it exciting? Isn't it more interesting?" Before I could answer, he lowered his body, straightened his pelvis, and in the blink of an eye, inserted his erect penis all the way into my vagina, which it often entered and exited. I immediately squeezed my legs together and let out a cry of "Ah..." filled with incomparable satisfaction, opening my mouth to shout out with overwhelming gratitude.
Seeing my expression of pure enjoyment, Dad's lust surged, his lower body thrusting repeatedly. My pink buttocks rose and fell in rhythm with his thrusts, my two firm breasts bobbing up and down like a pair of white doves as my snow-white body swayed. Dad couldn't resist taking turns sucking on my nipples, which made me feel even more intensely pleasured. I arched my back, my long hair disheveled and covering my face. In an instant, I was panting heavily, drenched in sweat. Dad's big penis was tight, slippery, and incredibly pleasurable inside my vagina. My clitoris had countless tiny labia that seemed to have turned into countless tiny suction cups, gripping and squeezing Dad's big penis. The glans felt like it was being brushed by a tiny brush, making Dad tremble with pleasure. I was also experiencing inexplicable pleasure from the penetration, and I kept shouting and moaning: Oh...oh...your penis is so...so...long...ah...so comfortable...ah...it's reached my G-spot...fuck me to death...so swollen...so good...oh, oh, ah...you really know how to fuck...fuck your daughter to death!
Amidst my ecstatic moans, Dad thrust harder and harder, each time penetrating deeply, making my cervix tightly grip his large glans. Streams of vaginal fluid flowed with each withdrawal of his penis, running down my buttocks and onto Dad's thighs. At this moment, I was on the verge of orgasm, my two long, white, and tender legs stretched high behind Dad's waist, straight and hard. With each thrust, my legs trembled, and I moaned, my buttocks moving rhythmically up and down in sync with Dad's movements. Dad's thrusts were teasing me, and finally I reached my climax. I tilted my head back and moaned intermittently: Oh...it's so beautiful...Dad's cock is so long...Oh...it's hitting my G-spot...so tingly...so comfortable...don't ejaculate yet...I want more pleasure...Oh oh oh...I'm going to faint...I swayed my body violently and shuddered a few more times. After the climax, I hugged Dad's head, my whole body weak, and gasped for breath.
Dad gently said to me, "Honey, did you enjoy that? Wasn't the surprise Dad gave you great?" "Yes, Dad, it was so much fun!" "But you're so naughty, you almost scared your daughter to death!" As I said this, I lightly hit Dad's chest twice.
Do you like it? My sweet daughter, just imagine, in your school, surrounded by your classmates and teachers, and you're being ambushed and penetrated—how exciting is that! Yes, it really is very exciting! To commit incest with my dear father in a place like this, how exhilarating! Plus, the feeling of being raped, it's truly unique! I glanced at the classmates and teachers passing by, gave a lewd smile, licked my lips, thrust my lower abdomen, rubbed against my 'little father' that was about to slip out of my vagina, and deliberately pinched his lips. However, I couldn't moan loudly, afraid that my father wouldn't be satisfied!
"Then keep your voice down, you little rascal. When we get home, you can yell louder!" Dad said with a wicked grin as he began to suckle my breast.
And so, my father and I teased each other intimately, constantly uttering lewd words. After resting for a while, my father turned me over, making me place my hands on the stone bench of the pavilion, bend over, protruding my buttocks, and spread my legs apart. My father stood behind me, holding my buttocks with both hands, and slid his penis back into my tender hole. With a "plop!" sound, my father forcefully thrust in.
As soon as Dad started thrusting, my waist swayed back and forth in rhythm. Dad quickly reached under my armpits and tightly grasped my increasingly full breasts.
"Ah...oh..." I was being attacked from both above and below, the pleasure coursing through my entire body. My father's fingers would suddenly tighten and then loosen, sending me soaring to heaven, my moans growing louder. His penis was already submerged in my juices, making a gurgling sound deep inside me. My father's scrotum slapped against my white buttocks with each thrust, making a "slap, slap" sound of flesh hitting flesh.
Each time, Dad would thrust his thick, hard penis completely into my already soaked little hole, grind it a few times, then pull it all the way out, leaving only the head inside, before thrusting it in again with all his might. Each thrust hit my G-spot, impacting my cervix. I felt my tender little hole swollen, sore, itchy, numb, and pleasurable all at once: Ah… I can’t take it… Oh… Faster… Oh… Ah, um, oh… Daddy’s big penis is so good… so good… It’s fucking your little daughter to death… Ah… Oh… Deeper—oh, it’s touching again… Oh… Ah… My G-spot, ah, another time, oh, oh… So swollen… So full, ah, oh… Daddy is so bad… Grinding my flower… Flower, oh flower… Heart… You… Oh… You… have… penetrated… it’s pierced through! Ah... penetrate Tingting... my lewd moans drove my father even crazier. He held my buttocks with both hands and suddenly increased the speed of his thrusting. I let out cries of pleasure that sounded like crying.
As my father's enormous penis thrust in and out, the pleasure in my lower body rapidly swelled. My sweat-drenched breasts, swaying back and forth with the impact of his penis against my tender vagina, added even more pleasure: "Little sister… ah, my little sister… it feels so good being fucked by your… oh, your big cock, I'm going to fly… oh… I'm going to fly… faster… faster… oh oh… ah ah… ah – fuck your daughter to death… fuck Tingting to death… fuck Tingting through… ah oh oh… so good… ya… oh… um ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah… ya –! Ah?"
Suddenly, my whole body stiffened and I arched back, allowing my father's penis to clearly feel the continuous spasms of my vagina as I reached orgasm, as if a small hand was tightly squeezing my father's glans. This tight, warm, and tingling sensation spread from the glans to the entire penis, reaching my father's cerebral cortex.
My father gripped my slender waist with both hands, instinctively pulling his penis quickly to the entrance of my vagina. Immediately, he thrust his hips forward with all his might, his large penis plunging in rapidly. At the same time, he forcefully pulled my pink buttocks towards the base of his penis. The glans pierced through my cervix and plunged into my uterus. Instantly, all the nerves in my body convulsed violently, and a surge of heat rushed out from my trembling body, violently impacting my uterus with unimaginable speed and force. As soon as one spurt finished, another followed immediately, seven or eight spurts in succession. The glans was stuck inside my uterus by my cervix, and in one breath, he injected every last drop of his semen into my uterus.
The scalding semen poured onto the uterine wall, and the pain and pleasure of the glans stretching open the cervix brought me, who was still in the throes of orgasm, to another peak. Once again, the intense trembling of my whole body shook even my father's body. My vaginal fluids flowed like an unstoppable faucet, running down my penis onto my father's legs and then onto the floor. After a long while, Dad pulled his limp penis out of my vagina. I had already fainted, lying limply on the stone bench, a sweet smile still on my face. My mouth was still open from the screams of orgasm, and a trickle of saliva dripped from the corner of my mouth, down my cheeks and onto my pink breasts. Milky white semen flowed out from my slightly parted labia, mixing with the vaginal fluid and vaginal secretions, slowly flowing down my fair thighs.
After a short rest, Dad straightened our clothes, tucked me, who was completely exhausted, and we left the garden…

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