Seducing Dad

The man—my father—was lying naked on my lap, fast asleep. I stroked my slightly protruding belly with one hand and ran my fingers through his graying hair with the other. I knew this illicit affair had to end. At least for my mother, who had considered becoming a nun several times because of it. It all

started after I moved back home after divorcing my husband… I didn't know what I lacked compared to Jianming—my ex-husband's mistress. No matter what I tried, he wouldn't even touch me. After

returning to my parents' house, I drank heavily almost every night; the temporary numbness of alcohol became the best way to escape myself. Although I was divorced from Jianming, I knew I could never forget the days we spent together.

That night, I drank a lot; the alcohol concentration was so high that I couldn't concentrate, but that was what I wanted.

"Xiaomin, look at the state you've become!" My father said angrily as I struggled up the stairs and into the house.

I glanced at the clock on the wall; it was past two.

"Dad! You didn't go to Auntie's to sleep?!" I looked at my father, smiling foolishly.

This was the first time I'd seen him stay home at night since I moved in over a month ago. I'd known since I was fourteen that my father, a construction worker, had a mistress. Mom always said that my current state was all my father's fault.

"Mom's asleep?!" "She said she's going to stay at a temple in the mountains for a few days!" Dad said casually, looking at the newspaper.

Seeing the play light on the VCR above the TV, and the TV playing HBO videos, I knew Dad had rented some adult tapes to watch again—Jianming was very much like him in that respect. I remembered two months after our wedding, I got up in the middle of the night to pee and found Jianming in the living room, watching a video and masturbating.

(Men can be a bit perverted.) That was the conclusion I'd reached after my surprised question to Jianming.

Thinking about it, my genitals became unusually wet. "I'm going to sleep," I thought. I guess I needed a quiet space, like my dad, to relieve my physical needs.

I'd only taken a few steps when a surge of stomach acid rushed up my throat, and I frantically searched for something to vomit.

Seeing this, my dad quickly grabbed the trash can and came towards me.

"Look at you…" His loud voice startled me from my tear-filled eyes.

I wiped the bits of vomit from my lips, looked at my father covered in my vomit, and weakly apologized.

"That's enough!" My dad said angrily as he helped me into the room and left.

I don't know how long I lay there, but the alcohol kicked in again, intensely stimulating my groggy brain. The overwhelming urge to vomit made me rush from the room into the bathroom. Of course, I didn't care about my father showering in the bathroom.

I vomited uncontrollably into the toilet, collapsing weakly onto the floor beside the bathtub, staring at my father who stood there blankly. Tears streamed down my face like a runaway faucet.

"Dad! Dad… I'm so sad," I murmured. This text is from "Jianming ignores me and doesn't touch me. Am I really that bad?!" As I finished speaking, I tore open my half-wet top and forcefully pulled my bra down from my shoulders to my elbows, my breasts popping out. I held my breasts and looked at my father as I spoke. Although they weren't huge, they hadn't changed their firm shape over time, at least that's what I always thought.

"Dad! Am I really that underdeveloped?" I crawled to my father, who was sitting blankly in the bathtub, and before he could answer, I grabbed his hand and stroked my breasts.

"Am I small? Dad! Tell me, why does Jianming go out and find other women? Aren't they firm enough?" "Xiaomin! You... never mind, don't think about it anymore, feelings are hard to explain." My father seemed a little embarrassed and swallowed. I pulled his hand away and said.

"Even you hate me!" I leaned against the wall and cried hysterically.

"How am I inferior to other women!" I said as I tore down my skirt and pulled it down. This text is from "Xiaomin! What are you doing?!" Dad raised his voice, warning me to continue.

"Dad! I'm your daughter, don't you even want to look at my body?!" I stubbornly ignored my father's reaction and continued to take off my underwear.

"Dad! Tell me. You have so many women, how am I any different from other women! Look, I use it to pee just like everyone else, don't I?" I used both hands to forcefully separate my labia, letting my vulva open wide and spraying golden urine.

"Min'er, this is bad for your health, go back to your room and change your clothes, go to sleep!" Dad got out of the bathtub, squatted down beside me and hugged me, as if afraid I would do something else.

"I don't want to!" I lay weakly on Dad's lap, my hands wrapped around his waist. The alcohol irritated my head, making me shake my face and rub it against Dad's thigh to reduce the effects of the alcohol.

Perhaps it was the series of actions that aroused Dad. Suddenly, I noticed my father's penis, which was sprawling between his legs, twitching upwards like a spring. Whether it was the alcohol or something I wanted to prove, I gently licked his penis with the tip of my tongue.

My father trembled as if electrocuted, then quickly pushed my head away.

"Xiaomin! You... go back to your room and sleep, hurry up." "Dad! I want it. I haven't done it in so long." I pushed my father's hands away and pressed him to the ground.

"Xiaomin... this is wrong." My father, busy supporting himself on the floor, looked at me with some confusion.

I completely ignored my father's concerns and forgot about whether societal norms allowed it. My hands moved from his thighs to his crotch, stroking his penis back and forth. To be honest, I still can't understand why I was so bold back then.

The lewd atmosphere warmed the fire of desire within me. The alternation of oral sex and masturbation made my father give up trying to persuade me, and he slowly moved to sit on the edge of the bathtub, holding my head, his legs wide open, enjoying my services.

Seeing my father's dark penis unusually erect surprised me; he still seemed to have so much energy. I used my tongue to lick the nerve endings at the tip of his glans, following the blood vessels along the penis from top to bottom.

My father's penis wasn't as thick as my husband Jianming's, but what intrigued me was a medium-sized mole on it, with a few short, coarse hairs growing from it. I curiously touched it; it felt a little prickly.

"Auntie must be so happy," I chuckled wickedly. At the same time, I grasped my father's penis and guided it into my already wet and eager vagina.

The moment the glans pierced me, I felt a surge of emotion that almost brought me to tears. The long-awaited sensation of physical intimacy was so captivating.

I forcefully lowered my hips, eagerly wanting to feel that penis, resembling a sheep's eye ring, through my vagina.

When my vagina, deprived of lovemaking for so long, felt a tearing pleasure, I realized that it wasn't just men who were perverted.

"Oh! Dad...it feels so good!" I cried out in satisfaction as my labia parted.

This text is from "Let's go back to the room!" Dad said, one arm around my buttocks and the other supporting my back as he picked me up.

I was so eager that I didn't care if Dad could hold me. As he walked, I wiggled my hips, enjoying the vibrations from his footsteps.

Seeing my wanton behavior, Dad slapped my buttocks while thrusting his hips in rhythm with my movements.

"Dad, hit me! I'm a bad daughter!" I cried out passionately with each slap.

"You slut!" Dad put me on the bed and began to thrust his penis into me forcefully.

My vagina, scraped by my father's rapid thrusts, instantly brought me to a long-awaited orgasm. Slightly warm and wet, my father smiled contentedly.

"How does it feel?" he asked softly in my ear, slowing his thrusts.

"So good," I blinked.

"Dad, that mole of yours...it feels so good..." "There's more to come," my father said with a lewd grin, seeing my wanton state. He

then stiffened his body, gradually increasing the speed of his hip and waist movements, changing his penile thrusts from large, sweeping strokes to deep, intense friction. The continuous impact on my cervix and the itching of my vaginal walls quickly brought me to the prelude to another orgasm.

I couldn't help but raise my hips to meet my father's thrusts.

"Harder...Dad...faster!" I cried out.

A marijuana-like pleasure surged from my spine to my brain.

"Oh..." I cried out, clinging tightly to my father's waist.

After being assaulted by my vaginal fluids, my father's glans swelled slightly; I knew I was about to receive my white baptism.

"Xiaomin...I...I'm...coming..." Dad quickly pulled out his penis, leaning forward and moving his whole body towards my mouth.

I quickly took his penis into my mouth, feeling his little brother playfully trembling and spurting out gushes of thick semen.

"Xiaomin...that's great," Dad shouted while rubbing his penis.

I looked at my father, licking the semen residue from my face, feeling a slight flutter in my heart, but everything had already happened, so let it be! Don't you think so?!

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