Father's fault

Characters: Me, my wife, my son Jie, and my daughter Min.

My daughter Min is thirteen years old, already a young woman, but her mother always makes her take off her pants and spank her whenever she beats her.

This time, Min failed her Chinese exam. Her mother was furious: "You shameless thing! You always fail some exams! I'll beat you to death today! Take off your pants!"

Min was dressed all in black today—a black shirt and black pants. My daughter is growing up; her breasts are gradually developing, becoming increasingly luscious. Sometimes even I, as her father, feel an urge to take a bite, but I only think about it. She's still my daughter, and moral principles have been deeply ingrained in me for a long time.

"Mom, please don't hit me!" Min cried.

"You deserve a beating! I raised you all these years, and now you've failed your exams! How am I supposed to face you?! Take your pants off, I'm going to beat you to death today!" her mother said angrily.

Min didn't dare resist. Reluctantly, she unbuckled her belt, took off her outer pants, revealing her two white thighs and her underwear. I couldn't help but fantasize about the crotch of those underwear…

Actually, I'm a lecherous person, and I often have fantasies. As my daughter grows up, these desires also accompany her, but I never dare to show them.

At times like this, I always wisely went to my own room. Her mother always disciplined the child; in our married life, her mother always played the "good cop," and I played the "bad cop."

Soon, I heard Min crying and being scolded coming from the room. Every time the child did something wrong, her mother would hit her with a hard slipper, and this hadn't changed as the child grew older.

I smoked a cigarette in my room, checked the time—almost 9 pm. Her mother was working the night shift; I couldn't be late. I went to check on Jie in his room; he was doing his homework. I put out my cigarette and went into my daughter Min's room.

Min was lying face down on the bed, her buttocks raised. Her mother, apparently tired from beating her, was sitting on the edge of the bed resting. I quickly went over to her: "Honey, it's almost 9 o'clock. Aren't you going to work today?"

"Oh dear, I'm running late! I have to go. Wait till I get back and deal with you!" Her mother grabbed her bag and left like the wind.

I returned to Min's room and closed the door. Min was still lying on the bed, sobbing. I sat on the edge of the bed, and Min's buttocks came into view. Her once snow-white buttocks were now red and swollen, and beneath the buttocks, there seemed to be dark pubic hair, blurry and indistinct. I lovingly picked Min up, and she buried her face in my chest, crying even more heartbrokenly.

"Daddy, ouch, it hurts!"

"Daddy will rub it for you." I gently stroked her bottom, my heart filled with boundless love and tenderness.

I gently rubbed her, "Does it still hurt?"

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I stood up, took a box of ointment from the cabinet, sat on the edge of the bed, and laid Min on her back on the bed, her bottom facing up. I took some ointment and evenly applied it to Min's bottom.

"Does it feel good?" I asked.

"Daddy, a little to the left, it feels better." Min was still a little sad.

To be honest, I was already feeling lustful. My daughter was completely naked from the waist down, her fair legs beginning to become firm. Over the years, as she had grown up, our relationship had become increasingly close, like a son sharing everything with his mother.

Looking at Min lying on the bed, her long, black hair cascaded down the pillow like a waterfall. Her dark shirt had tears in the sleeves, the buttons at the bottom were undone, and the shirt was pushed up above her waist, leaving her lower body completely naked.

"Dad, I hate Mom, I hate her so much!" Min cried out.

I remained silent, continuing to massage Min's buttocks, my eyes glancing towards her cleft. Finally, I couldn't resist any longer and gently parted Min's thighs.

Min didn't seem to react. I lowered my head, my hands lightly caressing the cleft of her buttocks, my middle finger gradually moving downwards, wanting to penetrate her forbidden zone.

Min reached out and grabbed my hand, stopping my attempt to go further: "Daddy, you're bad!"

Min rolled over and sat up, leaning against me. I wrapped my arms around her slender waist. Min breathed softly into my ear: "Daddy, can you take me out for a walk to clear my head?"

"Where do you think you're going?" I reached out and gently stroked Min's hair.

"Whatever, I just want to go out for a walk. Don't I want to stay home?" Looking at my daughter's pouting pink face, I seemed to see my wife's radiant beauty again.

"Want to go dancing?" I asked.

"Okay, Dad, let's go, I'll go change." Min skipped to her feet to change.

A little while later, Min came out, still wearing a black shirt, a black skirt, and high heels, looking as sexy as her mother.

Once outside, Min asked me, "Dad, which dance hall are we going to?"

"Just come with me, Min. Do you know how to dance?" I asked.

"I can dance! I learned it from TV!" Min replied innocently.

We arrived quickly. Actually, that dance hall was a place her mother and I used to frequent; it was a place we often met. It was a place suitable for lovers' dates, and most of the dancing there was intimate.

Entering the dance hall, I booked a private room. I asked Min, "Shall we go dancing first?"

"Okay," she said, and we went down to the dance floor. It was already quite crowded. The music started, and I put my arm around Min's waist and we started dancing. Min danced very well, without feeling awkward at all.

The music gradually reached its climax, and the lights dimmed. I held Min's hand, and our embrace slowly deepened into a full hug. Min's face pressed against mine, and I gently nibbled on her earlobe. My hands roamed over her back, and I felt her breath quicken.

"Min, Daddy loves you!" I whispered in her ear. Min didn't speak, but moved with the dance steps. I felt her face was hot. I lightly, almost casually, kissed her cheek. Min murmured an apology and hugged my neck tightly. I kissed her cheek again. Min seemed to want to slide into my arms, as if she had no bones, so soft and yielding.

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Min's face turned red, and she hummed, "Dad, I love you too!"

I tried to kiss Min's lips lightly. Min was a little embarrassed and turned her face to the side. I stubbornly turned her face back to me. Min panicked a little: "Dad, I, don't..."

My heart was pounding, and I continued to challenge Min's lips. This time Min did not run away and let me kiss her lips. Min's lips were very red and moist. I gently licked Min's lips. Min closed her eyes tightly, seemingly intoxicated by the warmth of the kiss. I hugged her tighter. Min's chest pressed tightly against me. I could feel her heartbeat was twice as fast as usual.

I stuck out my tongue and licked the center of her lips, trying to break through her defenses and enter Min's mouth. Min's tightly closed lips began to loosen, and the tip of my tongue was already inside her mouth, slowly going deeper. Min frantically hugged my head and neck, her hair falling to both sides, her eyes tightly closed, welcoming my entry. My

tongue swirled in Min's mouth, searching the inside, slipping under the base of Min's uvula, flipping up and down, swirling around. Min made soft moaning sounds.

The lights in the dance hall gradually came back on, the music had ended. I reluctantly separated Min's hands and withdrew my tongue from her mouth.

Min's face flushed crimson, and she looked at me with tender eyes. I said, "Min, shall we go back to the private room?"

"Okay!"

I reached out and embraced Min's slender waist, quickly entering the private room. Back inside, I closed the door.

I turned and hugged Min again. This time, Min pressed herself against me, kissing me. I lowered my head, heading straight for Min's lips. I frantically thrust into her mouth, swirling my tongue around inside, our tongues locked in a passionate kiss. We kissed for about three minutes, Min's eyes remaining tightly closed. I gently stroked her hair, our saliva constantly mingling. Min grew increasingly excited, her face flushed crimson.

As time passed, Min's tongue began to enter my mouth, her little tongue exploring and gently brushing against mine. I held her mouth tightly, drawing her tongue deep inside, and Min seemed slightly pained. I released her lips, turned them 45 degrees, and once again, pressed my lips against hers, holding them even more firmly. Min seemed never to have been so excited, embracing me passionately.

We kept changing our kissing positions: French, English, Italian…

As time went by, I became increasingly excited, disregarding all ethics and morality. My hands holding Min began to wander, my right hand roaming her back, my left hand circling around her front, stroking her head and neck.

My daughter has grown up. Her slender neck and head resemble her mother's so much. I slowly slid inside Min's clothes, down her collar. Min seemed to become increasingly restless, suddenly collapsing into my arms, her body seemingly boneless, her breath sweet and fragrant, even her neck flushed red. Her long, black hair cascaded down her sides, enhancing her beauty.

My hand was already touching Min's bra. Through the bra, I gently caressed Min's chest. Min's chest heaved violently. I felt uncomfortable, because inserting my hand from above was both inconvenient and made my arm ache.

So I reached out and continued to knead Min's breasts through her shirt. Min had completely lost her composure, helplessly leaning her head against my chest, letting me continue, as if urging me to cherish her more, muttering incoherently to herself...

Father's fault (04)

I reached down to Min's knees and carried her to the sofa.

Min lay diagonally on the sofa, her upper body against my chest. I felt dizzy and disoriented, abandoning my last shred of conscience.

I cupped Min's breasts from behind, kneading and rubbing them, up, down, left, and right. Min seemed to be asleep, drowsy, as if she were already intoxicated. Indeed, the girl was just coming of age and was still inexperienced. My heart was in a frenzy.

This is incest! A young girl's first time! Shouldn't she give it to her father?

My hands began to unbutton Min's shirt, one button, two buttons. Slowly, the shirt was pulled down, revealing Min's bra and her fair skin. I pushed the shirt aside, caressing Min's smooth skin. Touching Min's hot skin, she seemed to convulse as if electrocuted: "Daddy, I'm so sad, sob sob!" Min's voice was slightly choked with tears.

"Where does it hurt? Daddy will rub it for you." Ignoring Min's incoherent ramblings, I continued to stroke her chest. Then, I put my hands behind her back, unhooked her bra, and pulled it down, revealing her breasts to me. The girl's breasts were already quite fully developed, standing high, with two small, grape-like nipples that seemed to be calling out to their father.

I lowered my head and kissed my daughter's breasts. The nipples twitched gently, as soft as a rabbit's, the skin smooth as glass. My hands roamed over her breasts, which I now held in my hands. Their heat stirred me, and I took one nipple into my mouth, my tongue lightly licking it, my teeth gently biting Min's nipple. Min let out soft moans, seemingly quite satisfied.

Looking at my daughter's naked upper body, my lustful heart soared. Min hooked her head around my neck and whispered in my ear, "Dad, I feel so good, yet so bad, sob sob..." Min's words seemed to indicate she had reached her climax, and my inexperienced daughter felt as sticky as honey in my arms.

I started paying attention to Min's lower body. Under her short skirt, my hand slid between her legs. Min was wearing long socks, and my hand gently caressed her thighs through the socks. Min's thighs were full and firm, the kind of thighs a mature woman should have, I thought to myself. I rubbed Min's thighs, wanting to squeeze them hard. Min's inner thighs were already soaked, and sticky liquid seeped through her shorts, which I could feel even through my hand.

I lifted Min's short skirt and pushed it towards her waist. Min was wearing a pair of black panties, and my hand squeezed the center of her panties, where there was a wet patch. Those were my daughter's, but soon they would belong to her father. Thinking this, I lifted Min's buttocks and pulled down her panties. I brought them to my nose and sniffed; a pungent, pungent smell assaulted my nostrils.

I tossed the panties aside on the sofa, lowered my head, and Min's genitals came into view—thick pubic hair, two dark strands, right at the center of her thighs; Min's private parts were completely exposed.

I placed Min on the sofa, spread her legs, and knelt before my daughter, burying my head in her private parts. Min's vaginal fluids seeped out continuously, flowing down her thighs onto the sofa. I stuck out my tongue, searching in the center of my daughter's vulva. Min's private parts were like an untapped oil field, waiting for her father to develop them for her!

Father's fault (05)

At this critical moment, "knock, knock," someone knocked on the door. I was startled awake from my panic, pulled down Min's skirt to cover her lower body, buttoned up Min's clothes, and then turned around to open the door. It was a waiter who came to pour water. After

seeing the waiter off and closing the door, Min sat on the sofa without saying a word. Her hair was slightly disheveled, and her clothes were not buttoned properly and were upside down.

My mind cleared up a bit, and I secretly blamed myself. I almost... Did I just rush through things in this dance hall private room? Was I going to treat my daughter's first time so roughly? Was I going to take my daughter's virginity in such a noisy place? I felt a little regretful.

I turned and sat down on the sofa, gently putting my arm around Min's shoulder, letting her head rest against my chest: "Min, did you feel comfortable just now?"

"I'm so shy, Dad!" Min became even more shy, burying her head deeper into my chest.

"Let's go home, take a good shower! Dad will pamper you!!!"

"Dad, you're so bad, so bad, so incredibly bad!" Min punched me with her little fists, and I wrapped my arms around her armpits and hugged her tightly, but she wouldn't let go.

On the way home, I held Min's waist, being intimate like lovers, not caring if others saw us, even though it was very late.

Entering the house, I first checked on my son in his room; he was already asleep, and my wife hadn't returned from her night shift.

I pulled Min into the bathroom, closed the door, and Min walked to the mirror alone. I approached from behind and hugged her breasts from behind. That full, springy feeling emanated from my daughter, and a fragrance wafted from her hair. I held Min's hands and rubbed them incessantly, my hands wandering between her breasts—something many fathers had dared to dream of but never dared to do!

I couldn't wait any longer. My hands began to unbutton Min's clothes. After her shirt was unbuttoned and her bra was pulled off, Min was completely naked in front of her father.

The belt of her short skirt had been loosened, and as the skirt fell to the ground, Min's panties were exposed. Without wasting any time, I picked Min up, placed her by the bathtub, and removed her last layer of covering. Min's lower body was now fully exposed before me. My daughter's naked body, my daughter's naked body! Smooth skin, snow-white thighs, dark pubic hair gathered in the center of her vulva, the tips of her full and firm breasts, the budding nipples, were now filling my mouth, tightly packed in my oral cavity, suffocating my breath. My heart pounded.

I couldn't help but be excited. I bent down between Min's legs, which were tightly closed. I tried to spread them apart, gradually forming a V-shape. Min's legs were smooth as jade. I kissed her legs passionately and kneaded them frantically. Min let out soft moans of "woo, woo..."

Looking at Min's thighs, the glossy pubic hair lay smoothly in the middle. I stuck out my tongue and gently licked Min's vulva, at the soft crevice in the center of her lower body. Sticky fluid gushed from my daughter's insides, overflowing from Min's vagina, making her lower body look somewhat wet, with a pungent smell emanating from it. I couldn't help but turn my head away from Min's lower body; I didn't like the smell, a smell similar to body odor.

"Min, take a shower first, Daddy will go get you some pajamas." I told Min to adjust the water temperature, and I turned and left the bathroom. In the room, I rummaged through my wife's pajamas, picked out a sexy one, and when I returned to the bathroom, Min was already getting ready to take a shower. "Min, when you come out, this is fine. Dad will wait for you in your room!" I gave the pajamas to Min, closed the bathroom door, and went to Min's bedroom first.

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I thought for a moment, then went back to my room, took off all my clothes, and wore only a long nightgown. I went back to Min's room, lay on Min's bed, and waited for her. A few minutes later, Min came in after taking a shower.

That was the nightgown I bought for her mother, and now my daughter could wear it too. The snow-white knitted nightgown only reached a little below her buttocks. The sheer fabric couldn't conceal my daughter's alluring skin at all. The sexiest part of this nightgown was its low neckline, creating a deep indentation in her chest. A large portion of Min's breasts were exposed before me. Imagine, what father could resist such a sexy daughter standing before him?

Something in the center of my thigh was slowly starting to swell with blood, thankfully the loose nightgown provided some cover. I said, "Close the door!" Min obediently closed the door and locked it from the inside. "Come on, come to bed, come to Daddy," I said.

Min, slightly shy, bit her lower lip, a little embarrassed. She slowly walked to the mirror, picked up a comb, and began to comb her hair.

I got up and moved closer to Min's back. The scent emanating from her hair was slightly damp, the unique smell of someone who had just showered. It filled my nostrils. The scent emanating from Min was the fragrance of a young girl, the scent a father dreams of, the scent that can drive a father mad, the scent that makes every father want to kneel between his daughter's legs.

I couldn't resist any longer. I wrapped my arms around Min's waist from behind, bringing my breath close to my daughter's dark, glossy hair, and inhaled deeply. Min's oversized nightgown couldn't cover her half-naked chest at all. My hand slowly moved up from Min's waist, entering her breasts. I pulled her breasts outside her clothes; her breasts were incredibly soft, the nipples trembling slightly. My hands pinched, kneaded, and rubbed Min's nipples, sometimes gently stroking, sometimes pinching harder. In a short while, Min's nipples hardened, her areolas turned red and swollen, and her high breasts became even more alluring.

At this moment, Min leaned against me, letting me caress her. Her lips were slightly parted, wanting to make a sound but sounding choked up. Min became weak and boneless. I knew that Min had lost control of herself and was deeply immersed in my love. Min was incredibly excited by my gentle touch.

Thinking of this, I reached down to Min's knees, picked her up, and placed her on the bed. Min, lying on the bed, seemed a little lost, her eyes tightly closed, lips slightly parted, breathing heavily, her legs pressed tightly together. I climbed onto the bed and sat beside Min. My hand reached towards Min's lower body, pushing her nightgown up to her waist, revealing her bare pubic hair. The sparse pubic hair was slightly damp, probably because she had just showered, and it was all sticky. I gently stroked Min's pubic hair. Because Min's thighs were tightly closed, I could only insert my fingers shallowly between her legs, gently rubbing.

Min seemed to feel comfortable; her thighs parted slightly, and I took the opportunity to penetrate to the base of Min's thighs, my fingers stroking and rubbing up and down her labia. Min's expression became extremely excited, and she let out soft moans, "Ah...ya..." but her voice was very low.

Min's lower body became increasingly wet, with a sticky fluid constantly seeping from her vagina. My fingers gradually became wet and sticky. I rubbed Min's lower body faster, giving her even greater pleasure, letting my inexperienced daughter taste the feeling of being a woman for the first time, even in front of her father.

Father's Fault (07)

My hands roamed more merrily over my daughter's lower body. I felt the sticky liquid seeping from Min's body, covering my hands. More and more of it was coming out, and a strong smell of blood wafted over. I felt a little strange and pulled my hands away from Min's lower body. Good heavens, my hands were covered in blood, so much blood. It was Min's menstrual blood.

"Min, are you menstruating?" I asked.

"I...I don't know. I bled a lot last month too, and my pants got dirty. I asked my mom, and she gave me two packs of toilet paper to put under my bottom."

I comforted her, "Min, this is your period. It will come every month around this time. You must put sanitary napkins in your underwear beforehand, okay?"

Min nodded, looking like she understood but not quite. I taught her some things to be careful about during her period, helped her clean up, and changed her into clean clothes. I kissed Min's forehead, "Go to sleep early tonight!"

I covered Min with the blanket, turned off the light, and went back to my room.

Lying in bed, I couldn't fall asleep. I had hoped to take my daughter's virginity tonight, but unexpectedly, this happened—she's started menstruating. This signifies she's grown up, and I'll have to care for her even more from now on…

The sunlight was already on my face; it was time to get up. I got up and left the room. My son was washing his face in the bathroom, and my wife hadn't returned from her night shift yet. I went to the kitchen, where Min had already baked bread. Min was wearing a pink dress today. "Dad, breakfast is ready!" Min was still busy spreading butter on the bread. Looking at her from the side, my daughter, with her long hair flowing down her shoulders, her full breasts standing high, their curves exquisite—truly breathtakingly beautiful!

I moved closer to Min and hugged her waist from behind. Min's waist was so soft and boneless. She turned around and smiled at me. I couldn't hold back anymore and pressed my lips to hers. "No, Dad, don't let my brother see," Min whispered to me. Min dodged my kiss, but I didn't care anymore and followed up, giving her a heavy kiss on the cheek. My hands were also restless, roaming over her chest, between her high, firm breasts. Min gently pushed my hands away: "Be careful not to let your brother see!"

I had no choice but to let go of Min: "Are you feeling better? Do you have enough sanitary napkins?"

Min blushed, "Yes, I know, Dad, let's eat breakfast."

...

In the following days, I took every opportunity to be intimate with Min. In the kitchen, I caressed Min's breasts; while Min was brushing her teeth, I hugged her from behind; in Min's room, while Min was doing her homework, I suddenly hugged her breasts from behind. Min loved it when I did this. Every time, she would make out with me, letting me lose myself in the bliss of her lips.

A week later, my wife was working the night shift again. Min's period had ended, and after our son went to sleep, I slipped into Min's room. Min was already waiting for me. My daughter looked exceptionally sexy in her pink dress. Today, Min wore nude stockings and black high heels, which I had specially bought for her and told her to wear tonight.

Min looked particularly elegant in her high heels, and the pink dress made my blood boil. I closed the door, and Min pounced on me, hugging my neck. My mouth pressed against Min's, and our lips met in an instant. I kissed Min deeply, my tongue penetrating deep into the inside of her mouth. Min's little tongue also roamed in my mouth, and our tongues were tightly intertwined. The father's saliva and the daughter's saliva were inseparable.

(08)

Min's saliva was constantly being sucked into my mouth. I sucked hard into Min's mouth, and Min's tongue rolled between mine. I kissed Min wildly on her pink face, which turned bright red. I gently kissed Min's nose, her eyes, and her earlobes. I lightly licked her earlobes and then bit them, my tongue entering her ear.

Min whispered, "Daddy, it feels like rain in my ears! Ah..."

My hands encircled Min's waist, moving along her outer garment until they reached her breasts. I cupped her breasts from below, my arms forming an arc around their peaks. I pressed down on her protruding breasts; they were so elastic. A daughter's body is always so alluring to her father. I rotated my hands, her breasts bouncing back up as I pressed them down. I kneaded them like two little rabbits, letting them bounce and play with them at will.

Min, seemingly oblivious, leaned against me. I let her rest close in my arms. I sat on the bed, Min's head resting on my body, her body half-leaning against me. My hands began to unbutton her clothes. Min's red dress was incredibly elegant and captivating.

Slowly, one button, two buttons… Min's bra straps were revealed, and further down, her pure white bra was exposed before me. I had completely unbuttoned her clothes, pushing them to her sides. Through the bra, I caressed Min's breasts, kneading them along with the bra. Min's high, firm breasts stood out, representing the coming of age of a new girl.

I lowered my head and kissed Min's pink neck. Her snow-white neck was long, with beautiful hair cascading down her sides, adding to her delicate features. My hand went around to Min's armpits; hair was beginning to grow there. I lifted Min's hand and placed my mouth under her armpit, licking the newly grown hair. Min was also shy and wanted to let go, but I deliberately teased her, licking her armpits and gently biting them. She shook her arms repeatedly,

saying, "Dad, it itches, no, please..." I took the opportunity to say, "Then you have to listen to me later. Do whatever Daddy tells you to do, and serve Daddy well."

Min was extremely shy and lowered her head slightly, saying, "Okay...okay...I'll listen to Daddy, hurry...hurry...let me go!"

I was aroused and moved away from Min's armpits. My hand went around to Min's back and slowly searched, finally finding its way to Min's bra strap. As my fingers turned, Min's bra began to loosen and slowly fell down. I reached out and completely untied the bra strap. Min's bra was now off her body.

Her breasts, now free from the protection of her bra, trembled slightly before me, revealing Min's inner turmoil. I lowered my head and gently kissed Min's breasts; her breasts stood high and firm, the areolas on her white skin like a single red flower amidst a garden, touching the heart of her father. I took one of Min's breasts entirely into my mouth, filling it completely, and sucked hard.

Imagine what it would be like to have a young girl's delicate breasts completely inside her father's mouth. Min's breasts were incredibly smooth; I released her breast, then took it in again, then released it again, playing with it wantonly. The nipples began to harden, wobbling as if they were about to fall off. I reached forward, grasped Min's breasts, pinched them, making them indent, and swayed them from side to side.

Min was completely flustered. The person leaning against me was burning hot, and Min was already in a state of excitement.

Father's Fault (09)

I picked Min up and laid her flat on the bed. I took off her dress and underwear and threw them on the ground. Min's stockings were flesh-colored, and she wore a pair of black high heels, making her look incredibly sexy and alluring. In her father's eyes, his naked daughter was his lifelong happiness.

Min's full and firm thighs were covered by stockings, which were partially hidden. The stockings stretched all the way to the base of Min's thighs, exposing Min's vulva to me. I parted Min's tightly closed thighs, revealing pubic hair growing around her vulva like a thicket of weeds. I gently stroked her pubic hair. In the very center of Min's lower body was a pink, moist slit—her labia. I bent Min's thighs and spread them apart, exposing her vulva vividly before me.

How many fathers in the world have ever seen their daughters' naked lower bodies?

My fingers gently and slowly inserted into Min's vulva, gently rotating, inserting, and withdrawing.

"Does it feel good?" I asked.

"Ah...so good...Dad...Dad, harder...ah..." Min whispered, moaning softly.

My fingers rubbed against my daughter's vaginal opening, labia, and clitoris, then gradually increased the speed. Min was extremely excited, occasionally letting out low, panting breaths.

I sat down next to Min, took her hand, and guided it to the depths of her father's thigh. I placed Min's hand on my glans through my pajamas. I wasn't wearing underwear today, only a set of pajamas. Min's hand pressed lightly, then remained still. I knew my daughter was inexperienced and didn't know how to serve her father, so I guided Min's hand to wander between my legs, gently stroking my penis. Min gently grasped my burning glans, unsure what to do. I instructed and guided her, letting her hand rub up and down on my glans.

I sat up straight and helped Min up. "Min, would you like to lick Daddy's lower part?"

Min nodded, knelt between my thighs, cupped my glans in her hands, looked at it, kissed it briefly, and then nothing more. I had no choice but to teach her how to arouse a man. I guided Min's head towards my lower body, making her open her mouth slightly, and pressed her head against my glans.

Min opened her mouth wide, taking a small portion in, and then I pressed her head down, my glans entering Min's mouth, gradually going deeper, all the way down, until Min made a sound of discomfort in her throat. I eased the pressure, letting Min lift her head slightly, then pressed her down again, grabbing Min's hair and rummaging through it.

"Min, bite a little, it feels good... Yes! Up, down..." I kept instructing Min. Min was very smart and learned quickly. In no time, she was already able to manipulate my glans herself, taking it in and spitting it out, saliva dripping down my huge penis, and liquid constantly seeping out from the tip of my glans.

I was so excited. Imagine this: the father leans against the bed, his legs spread wide, a penis standing tall between his legs, and his naked daughter kneeling between them, sucking on his glans, her disheveled hair cascading down her neck, her erect breasts standing tall, swaying in the wind. Her lower body was naked except for a pair of stockings, and the toes of her high heels were pointed.

Min fiddled with herself for a while, then pounced on me: "Dad, I'm so sad, I... ah... so sad..."

********************************************************************** I had intended to have sex with my daughter this time, but I didn't expect to write so much without getting to the point. I'm really sorry.

Father's fault (10)

I was so excited. I hugged Min, turned her over, and laid her flat on the bed. I spread Min's thighs as wide as possible to expose my daughter's vulva more fully. Min's vulva was completely exposed to her father. I rolled over and entered between her legs, my erect penis gradually approaching her virgin territory, wanting to irrigate that untouched place.

My penis was already pressed against Min's vulva. I reached out and grasped the head of my penis, gently tapping it against her vulva. The head of my penis rubbed up and down against Min's labia. Min's labia had already become wet, and lubricating fluid kept flowing out, as if welcoming me. My glans searched for the opening of Min's vagina, finally finding its way into the indentation. I lifted my glans, pushing it slightly inward, breaking through Min's surface. My glans began to sink into Min's vagina. In that instant, I felt as if I were sinking into a swamp. It was a feeling of pressure, soft like a sponge yet tight like a spring. Min's vagina was gripping my penis tightly. I continued to advance, but my glans was blocked. I knew it was Min's hymen. At this moment, I was incredibly excited. I thrust in hard and forcefully, "plop," completely submerged inside Min's body.

"Ah!..." Min couldn't bear the pain in that instant. Her facial muscles contorted, her face contorted in agony, and tears streamed down her cheeks. Min's hands gripped the sheets, her whole body convulsing. That was the path a young girl must take to lose her virginity. I could feel Min's vagina contracting for a moment, clamping down on my glans. I could feel Min's pain, that feeling of her vagina wanting to close tightly, but being filled with her father's glans. Her vaginal walls couldn't contract, they could only clamp down on my penis like that. That unprecedented swelling and pain was now violating my beloved daughter.

"Daddy, it hurts, please, take it out, please... Waaah..." Min cried out.

"Sweetie, Daddy Min, stop moving and rest for a bit." I pressed myself against Min, our muscles and skin pressed tightly together, her breasts soft and supple beneath me. Min's breathing was heavy, her breath coming in short gasps. She tried to close her legs, but with me in the middle, she could only slightly bend them to lessen the pain.

I continued to kiss Min's face, occasionally her lips. My daughter, recovering from the pain, began to respond to me, her lips meeting mine, our four lips meeting.

The glans, deeply inserted into Min's vagina, began to pull out. Her vagina was somewhat dry; perhaps the intense pain had prevented it from producing enough lubrication. I applied pressure to the glans, making her move inside Min's body. Min's vagina began to moisten. I pulled out, and with each movement of the glans, Min's vagina, being so small, was now gripped tightly by the force of the earlier insertion, causing her to pinch me desperately.

I no longer cared about my daughter's pain, and pulled the entire glans out, turning over and sitting up.

Min was suddenly free; her vulva closed, but she was no longer a virgin. I knelt between my daughter's legs, embracing her two full, firm thighs. I couldn't resist pinching her flesh-colored stockings a couple of times. I hoisted her legs high over my shoulders, her black high heels dangling from them.

I raised my glans, aiming it at the center of her vulva, where her juices were flowing, and slowly inserted it. This time, Min responded, her buttocks rising to meet my penetration, and my glans was once again submerged inside her. From above, Min and I were completely joined together; I couldn't see my glans anymore, it was fully inside her. Only our two pubic hairs were pressed tightly together—two pubic hairs connected by blood!

********************************************************************** I've been considering whether to add a mother-son incestuous relationship after the father-daughter relationship has ended.

Actually, the author himself doesn't particularly like mother-son incest, but a family lacking a mother-son relationship always seems to be missing something, not quite perfect.

In reality, mother-son incest is extremely rare. By the time the son is old enough to understand, the mother is already quite old. Moreover, in reality, mothers are usually more reserved, maintaining their love for their sons within the bounds of a normal relationship. Fathers are different; most fathers have fantasies about their daughters' bodies, but generally don't dare to cross the line of propriety. If there were no such restrictions, father-daughter incest would have long been fashionable in society.

I've said too much nonsense. In short, I hope all netizens will give their opinions and share their thoughts. I will continue my writing based on the ideas of most netizens.

In short, if I write about incest between mother and son, I will mainly focus on the greatness and profundity of maternal love, describing the marginal behavior between mother and son as much as possible, and portraying the mother's need for her son.

The Father's Fault (11)

Min began to consciously lift her buttocks to facilitate my penetration. I inserted myself shallowly into Min's hole, thrusting two or three times, and then suddenly submerged myself completely.

"Ah!" Min cried out.

My glans moved back and forth between my daughter's vulva. Her vagina was filled with a sticky fluid that tightly enveloped my penis—what a wonderful feeling!

Min's vulva became increasingly slippery, the overflowing fluid flowing down her thighs, some sticking to our pubic hair. Our pubic hair was now intertwined, indistinguishable as to which was father's and which was daughter's.

I continued thrusting my glans, from the entrance of Min's paradise to its deepest depths, I was experiencing a tumultuous orgasm. Because I was so excited, I felt I was about to ejaculate. To delay it, I was forced to stop thrusting, my glans remaining motionless deep inside her. I lowered Min's fleshy legs, pulling her stockings down below her calves. Min's fair, jade-like thighs were exposed before me. I reached out and caressed them; they were my thighs, and I kneaded them.

Min's breasts now sagged diagonally to either side. I squeezed them, her breasts being ravaged by my hands, trying to escape my grasp.

I simply withdrew my penis and rested for a moment. I manipulated Min's legs, gradually changing them from a V-shape to a straight line. Min's thighs were spread apart, exposing her naked vulva before me. Glistening, sticky fluid glistened on Min's pubic hair, the still-developing pubic hair, shimmering.

I kissed Min's thigh, my tongue licking her smooth skin, moving down her thigh and along her calves, still clad in stockings. Further down were her high heels, the heels stilettos high. I couldn't resist grabbing her small foot and kissing her bare instep.

"Min, come to Daddy, okay?" I asked.

Min didn't answer, her breathing was heavy, so I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her up. I lay down on my back, face up, legs together. Min sat beside me, her hand playing with my glans, which was now erect and covered in her vaginal fluid. I grasped my glans, my fingers fiddling with the tip. Unable to contain my lust, I wrapped my arms around Min's waist and pulled her onto me. Min spread her legs and sat on my lap.

"Sit on top, put it in!" I commanded.

Min reached down and grasped my glans, aiming it at her clitoris. She lowered herself, her buttocks facing down, and slowly sat down. My glans gradually disappeared into Min's vagina, little by little, until her buttocks were completely on top of me, my glans fully inside her. Min twisted her hips, lifted her buttocks, and sat down. I, in turn, thrust my hips forward, pushing my glans as deep as possible into Min's clitoris.

Seeing my daughter's wanton state, her face flushed, her body glistening with sweat, her jet-black hair cascading down her neck, clinging to the dampness, only enhancing her beauty, making her irresistibly charming and breathtakingly beautiful. My heart was filled with arousal, my desire surged, and a wave of pleasure began to rise in my lower body. Min's buttocks constantly stimulated my genitals, and the pleasure surged forth. I could no longer hold back; my glans tightened, and a stream of semen spurted out, all of it shooting into Min's body.

Good heavens! My daughter and I were united! My long-cherished dream had finally come true! I had finally taken my daughter's virginity; Min's virginity was mine, but she had given it to her father.

I pulled out my limp penis, and Min seemed exhausted as well, turning over and lying down on the bed.

********************************************************************** Author's humble opinion: The father-daughter relationship has developed to such a wild point that it is difficult to make any further breakthroughs. Therefore, I tried to introduce the mother-son relationship as a starting point, and then appropriately insert the father-daughter relationship as a seasoning to enhance the readability of the article. I wonder what you netizens think?

The Father's Fault (12)

Min lay beside me, her naked daughter now covered in fragrant sweat, her whole body soaked. I loved her dearly, and put my arm around Min's shoulder so that she could lean on me: "Do you hate Daddy?"

"Daddy, am I no longer a virgin?" Min asked anxiously.

"You're already Daddy's woman, do you regret it?"

Min didn't answer, her shyness boundless. She seemed very tired and wanted to sleep.

I got up, pulled the blanket over my daughter's innocent body, and said, "Get some sleep!" I went back to my room and fell asleep immediately.

For the next few days, my wife worked day shifts, and I was heartbroken that I couldn't have any intimacy with my daughter. That afternoon, I left work early to pick up my daughter. When I arrived at Min's classroom, she hadn't finished class yet. Peeking through the classroom window, I saw Min sitting in the back row. She was already quite tall for her class, probably because she had developed early. My daughter, not yet fourteen, was already like an adult, with high breasts and full thighs.

Today, Min was wearing a white shirt and a snow-white long skirt, radiant and beautiful.

I wandered around the building. Min's teaching building had five floors; the bottom four were for classes, and the fifth floor mainly consisted of the library and various laboratories, which seemed to be rarely used. Finally, class ended, and I stood at the classroom door. Min spotted me and skipped out, "Dad, what brings you here?"

"Dad came to pick you up after class!"

"Dad, it's so early, there's still one more class!"

"Dad was waiting for you." I gently patted my daughter's shoulder: "It's break time now, come with Dad."

I led Min straight to the top floor, but it was empty. School was almost over, and none of the teachers were there.

Min walked ahead of me, and I grabbed her breasts from behind. Min panicked slightly, "Daddy, someone might come."

"No, someone will make noise if they come." I massaged Min's chest freely, rubbing her breasts through her clothes. My penis was already hard.

I pulled Min's hand closer to my groin. Min lightly touched the towel outside her pants, which excited me even more. I reached down and unzipped my pants, taking out my already hard penis. I pressed down on Min's shoulders, and she obediently squatted down, opening her cherry-like mouth to swallow my glans. My penis moved freely in and out of my daughter's wet mouth, Min's little mouth yielding to me, letting me go in and out. Saliva dripped down the glans to the base, and so the father's warm penis continued to thrust in and out of his daughter's mouth.

I pulled Min up, lifted her skirt, and reached down to her thighs, pulling her panties down to her knees and then her calves. Min lifted her leg, and I took off her panties and put them in my pocket. Min's lower body was now completely bare. I turned Min around, making her press her hands against the wall, her upper and lower body at a 45-degree angle, her thighs spread wide. I tried to spread Min's thighs as wide as possible, and lifted Min's skirt, revealing her full buttocks in front of me. I held my glans with one hand and hugged Min's waist with the other, pressing the glans against Min's lower body, swaying it against her buttocks, and then pressing it against Min's vulva, inserting it into Min's vagina from behind. Min's vagina was incredibly lubricated, and the glans was completely inside her in one go.

"Ah..." Min moaned softly.

I seized the time to thrust in and out, occasionally pulling down the skirt covering her buttocks. I held Min's waist with both hands, my glans never stopping, and Min's vaginal fluids overflowed.

"Ding-a-ling..." The school bell rang, and Min suddenly woke up, standing up straight: "Dad, I have to go to class. Pull it out, Dad."

I reluctantly pulled out my glans, and Min quickly straightened her clothes, "Underwear, my underwear." Min said.

"Never mind, don't wear it, people won't notice if you're wearing a skirt." Min didn't argue, and went downstairs after fixing her clothes.

"Dad will wait for you after class!" I called out.

The Father's Fault (13)

I waited for Min to finish class, my lust rising because I hadn't satisfied my desires earlier.

I called home to tell my wife that I was taking Min to her teacher's house for tutoring that evening and would be home late. My wife gave me a few more instructions and then hung up. She was at ease with her daughter; how could she have imagined that father and daughter would commit incest?

"Ring ring..." Finally, class ended. With Min in tow, we left the school.

"Daddy, where are we going?" Min asked.

"Let's go to the dance hall!"

We arrived at the dance hall again. Min was excited, clinging tightly to me. I put my arms around her waist and stepped onto the dance floor.

The music started, and Min and I began to dance. Min pressed close to me, my face close to hers, and I held her arms even tighter. Min's chest pressed against my body.

The lights on the dance floor began to dim, and slowly they all went out. In the darkness, I heard Min's heavy breathing, and my lower body began to harden. I grabbed Min's shoulders and pressed down, and Min obediently knelt down, stroking my glans through my pants.

I grew increasingly excited, my hard glans feeling like it would burst through my pants. Min's hands moved like snakes across my lower body, slowly unzipping my pants. She skillfully pulled out my penis, her small, cold hands grasping my burning glans, rubbing and teasing it.

I grabbed Min's hair, pulling her close to my lower body. Her small mouth was already touching my glans; she grasped it and put it in her mouth. My glans was submerged, until the tip reached her throat. And so, I thrust in and out wantonly, making piston-like movements, my glans sliding in and out of my daughter's mouth. The people around us danced, oblivious to the fact that someone was performing oral sex right next to us.

My genitals were sticky, and Min's saliva kept dripping down my glans, with semen constantly oozing from the tip. I stroked Min's face, letting my daughter play with her father's penis.

The music ended, and I snapped out of my reverie. I quickly pulled my daughter up, and just as I put my things back in my pants, the lights came on.

I was a little unsteady on my feet and needed to cover my lower body. Min helped me back to our private room. I closed the door and eagerly pounced on my daughter, pushing her down onto the sofa and pulling her skirt up. Min's lower body was naked; her shorts were still in my pocket.

I pulled out my glans and spread Min's legs apart, her tender vulva fully exposed before me. I couldn't help but kneel before my daughter, burying my head between her labia, greedily sucking her own juices. Min's lower body was wet, a slightly parted slit between her pink vulva, from which flowed a steady stream of fluid. I wantonly licked that undeveloped river, the river belonging to my own father.

My glans was already throbbing, so I half-sat up, aimed my glans at her vulva, and gently pushed it in, the glans slipping into Min's labia, a feeling of being tightly enveloped by a sponge washing over me.

I gradually increased the force, my glans slowly penetrating deeper into Min's vagina. It was my father's glans gradually penetrating my daughter's vagina, the entire shaft submerged between Min's legs.

I thrust in and out, "plop, plop..." Her juices flowed freely, my glans rubbing against her vagina. Min's face was flushed, her eyes tightly closed, welcoming her father into her body.

The sensation of my glans thrusting inside my daughter's vagina was incredibly exciting for me, so I quickly reached my climax, a stream of hot semen flowing into my daughter's body.

Father's Fault (14)

On the way home, I held Min tightly around the waist, our intimacy boundless.

On the next day off, I suggested we all go swimming at the beach. My wife didn't want to go; she preferred to stay home and watch TV. My son wanted to go out and play soccer. Only Min enthusiastically agreed, so my wife let me and my daughter go with her. The sky

was

clear, and the sea was as blue as the sky. Min changed into the swimsuit I had bought for her; it was a bright red, low-cut swimsuit with a very low neckline. The swimsuit was split at the bottom, one piece in the back and one in the front, with buttons at the crotch area to fasten it.

Min can't swim, so I'm here to teach her. There weren't many people at the beach, just couples and friends in small groups. Min and I went into the water in a less crowded spot. Min clung tightly to me, and I wrapped my arms around her waist. Our footprints were left on the beach. The seawater gradually rose over our feet and splashed against our legs. Min and I gradually walked into the deeper water.

The seawater gradually rose to my chest, almost reaching Min's neck. Min was a little scared and clung tightly to my side.

"Min, Daddy will teach you to swim. Come on, float..."

Min's legs left the water and she floated up. I supported her body in the water: "Spread your legs apart and kick them back..."

I taught Min, but she seemed to be born a bad swimmer. After swallowing a couple of mouthfuls of water, she became even more frightened. My hands cupped Min's breasts, caressing them wantonly in the water. Min's full chest, her wet hair clinging to her face, her innocent face—I, as her father, was stunned. Min lowered her head shyly, and I lifted her chin. Gazing at my daughter, years of raising her had finally paid off. Her body was my everything. My heart pounded. My hand slipped down Min's collar and into her chest, caressing her wet but fully developed breasts. Touching my daughter's body, my feelings were peculiar; a possessive, lustful desire for her deeply overwhelmed my senses. Stroking her soft breasts, I became even more excited.

Min was very shy, nestled in my arms, and hugged me tightly. The seawater was already at my neck. Min was completely submerged in the seawater; she couldn't touch the bottom and could only cling tightly to me. I felt the impact of Min's chest against me, that surging, turbulent feeling coming from my own daughter.

My lower body was fully erect, my hands roaming over my daughter's full body, constantly feeling the sensations emanating from her entire being. Min had smooth buttocks, a slender waist, firm thighs, and soft breasts. I didn't need to worry about anyone seeing my hands underwater.

In my arms, Min's little face, covered in water droplets, was flushed and she became even more shy. Fortunately, there were few people in this area of the sea. My hands caressed my daughter's private parts, unbuttoning the buttons at the top of her thighs, so Min's lower body was no longer covered.

I recklessly felt Min's vulva, soaked in water. Her pubic hair seemed to float in the water. Min's lower body was wet and glistening. My hand rubbed Min's entrance. Because of the water, I could easily penetrate Min's vagina. My middle finger went in and out of Min's vulva. Protected by the water, Min's vagina became very loose, as if her vulva was wider than usual.

********************************************************************** These past few days, the author has been away on a business trip, so there hasn't been any work for several days. Today, seeing so many netizens waiting for my article online, I am very touched, so I will definitely publish it as soon as possible. Thank you all for your concern!

Father's Fault (15)

My lower body was already rock hard. I had Min hug my head and neck tightly, and spread her legs to hook around me. I held Min's waist with one hand and grasped my penis with the other, aiming it at my daughter's vulva. The head of my penis was already inside. I held Min's hand and pressed down slightly. Min's body gradually pressed down, and the head of my penis rubbed against the vaginal wall of my daughter, slowly entering and gradually disappearing completely.

At this time, the water was almost submerging Min's pink neck. Min opened her mouth and breathed desperately, unable to tell whether it was chest tightness or excitement. I held my daughter's waist with both hands, sometimes lifting her up, sometimes pressing her down, and her body tightly enveloped my penis, a tight union, a union of father and daughter, a betrayal of human ethics.

I was incredibly excited and kissed Min's lips passionately. Min didn't back down, our lips pressed tightly together, her little tongue swirling in my mouth, her words muffled: "Ah... Daddy... I want you... Ah... Ah... I want to be your woman... Ah... Give it to you... Dear Daddy... Daddy... Ah... Harder... I'm Daddy's... I want to give it to Daddy... Ah... Dear Daddy... Ah... Ah ah... I want to unite with Daddy... Ah... Dear Father..."

"Good daughter... Daddy wants you... wants you... Incest... Incest... Ah... So good... Dear daughter... I want your grandma... Dear daughter... Good daughter... Give it to your dear Daddy... Ah ah... Do it... Daddy wants you every day... Thinks of you... Wants you... Dear daughter... Unite with me..."

The feeling of incest with my own daughter deeply stimulated me. The sensation of having sex with my own daughter gave me unparalleled excitement. My daughter's naked body, her pure white body, was what I thought about every day. From the day she was born, I had been caressing my daughter's breasts, watching them gradually rise before my eyes. I watched my daughter's thighs gradually become fuller before my eyes, and watched the pubic hair gradually grow on her thighs.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. Now, as the fantasy gradually became reality, my lower body and Min's lower body were intertwined. My excitement had reached its peak; the sensory stimulation had surpassed the direct feeling I had in my daughter's vagina. So I ejaculated, the warm semen carrying my genes rushing towards my daughter's vulva.

At that moment, I felt that I should make my daughter pregnant, that she should carry my child.

...

On the way home, I told Min my thoughts. Min was silent for a long time, only saying, "Dad, I'll do whatever you say."

I felt that my relationship with my daughter shouldn't end like this. I wanted to have a child with her, to let our love bear fruit.

[The End]

********************************************************************** Author's Note: Girls who haven't yet committed incest with their fathers, hurry up and enjoy this familial bliss, receive sex from your own fathers!

Incest Steps (Daughter's Version):

a. Wear sexy lingerie in front of your father and see if he looks at you more or your mother!

b. When taking a shower, deliberately leave the door open, then let your father accidentally walk in and see your naked body, and see his attitude!

c. Wearing a nightgown (the kind that only reaches your thighs), trim your toenails in front of your father, deliberately raising your leg to see if he's peeking (ideally when he's sitting opposite you reading the newspaper). Occasionally, snuggle into his arms, being affectionate and persistent, and casually let your breast cover touch his hand; see if he immediately removes it or pretends not to notice and continues to cover your breast.

d. Go out to dinner alone with your father in the evening, drink a little alcohol, and pretend to be drunk and unable to walk on your own, asking your father for help. You can pretend to stagger and lean on him, seeing if he takes the opportunity to caress your breasts or buttocks.

e. On a summer afternoon, when only you and your father are taking a nap (in the same room but in separate beds), wear a sexy nightgown (just reaching your thighs) without underwear. Lift your robe up to your stomach, exposing your lower body. Kick the blanket to the floor and wait for your father to wake up and pick it up for you. You can slightly spread your legs; your father will definitely be stunned.

f. Have your father accompany you shopping for clothes. You can deliberately choose some sexy clothes. When you pass the lingerie section, ask your father to go with you to buy a bra (choose a sexy one, the sexier the better).

If your father approves of options a through f above, then just let him put the bra on for you!

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This is the temporary end of "The Father's Fault". The author will soon release the second work, "The Son Is Not Taught". Friends who like "The Father's Fault" please don't worry, in the third work, "The House Is in Chaos", the story of this father and daughter will continue.

The Father's Fault (01)

Character introduction: Me, my wife, son Jie, daughter Min.

My daughter Min is thirteen years old and has become a girl. However, every time her mother beats her, she always makes her take off her pants and spank her.

Min failed her Chinese exam this time. When her mother found out, she was furious: "You shameless thing, you always fail some exams. I'll beat you to death today. Take your pants off!"

Min was dressed all in black today—a black shirt and black pants. My daughter is growing up; her breasts are gradually developing, becoming increasingly luscious. Sometimes, even I, as her father, feel an urge to take a bite, but I only think about it. She's still my daughter, and moral principles have been deeply ingrained in me for a long time.

"Mom, please don't hit me!" Min cried.

"You deserve a beating! I raised you all these years, and you failed your exam! Where do I put my face now?! Take off your pants! I'm going to beat you to death today!" her mother said angrily.

Min dared not resist, and reluctantly unbuckled her belt, took off her outer pants, revealing her two fair thighs and her panties. I couldn't help but fantasize about the crotch of those panties…

Actually, I'm a lustful person, and I often have fantasies. As my daughter grows up, these desires accompany her, but I never dare to express them.

Whenever this happens, I always wisely go to my room. Her mother is usually the one who disciplines the child. In our married life, her mother always plays the good cop, and I play the bad cop.

Soon, I heard Min crying and being scolded coming from the room. Every time the child did something wrong, her mother would hit her with a hard slipper, a practice that hadn't changed as the child grew older.

I lit a cigarette in my room, checked the time—almost 9 pm. Her mother was working the night shift; I didn't want to be late. I went to check on Jie in his room; he was doing his homework. I put out my cigarette and pushed open the door to my daughter Min's room.

Min was lying face down on the bed, her buttocks raised. Her mother, apparently tired from beating her, was sitting on the edge of the bed resting. I quickly went over to her: "Honey, it's almost 9 o'clock. Aren't you going to work today?"

"Oh dear, I'm running late! I have to go. Wait till I get back and deal with you!" Her mother grabbed her bag and left like the wind.

I returned to Min's room and closed the door. Min was still lying on the bed, sobbing. I sat on the edge of the bed, and Min's buttocks came into view. Her once snow-white buttocks were now red and swollen, and beneath the buttocks, there seemed to be dark pubic hair, blurry and indistinct. I lovingly picked Min up, and she buried her face in my chest, crying even more heartbrokenly.

"Daddy, ouch, it hurts!"

"Daddy will rub it for you." I gently stroked her bottom, my heart filled with boundless love and tenderness.

I gently rubbed her, "Does it still hurt?"

Father's fault (02)

I stood up, took a box of ointment from the cabinet, sat on the edge of the bed, and laid Min on her back on the bed, her bottom facing up. I took some ointment and evenly applied it to Min's bottom.

"Does it feel good?" I asked.

"Daddy, a little to the left, it feels better." Min was still a little sad.

To be honest, I was already feeling lustful. My daughter was completely naked from the waist down, her fair legs beginning to become firm. Over the years, as she had grown up, our relationship had become increasingly close, like a son sharing everything with his mother.

Looking at Min lying on the bed, her long, black hair cascaded down the pillow like a waterfall. Her dark shirt had tears in the sleeves, the buttons at the bottom were undone, and the shirt was pushed up above her waist, leaving her lower body completely naked.

"Dad, I hate Mom, I hate her so much!" Min cried out.

I remained silent, continuing to massage Min's buttocks, my eyes glancing towards her cleft. Finally, I couldn't resist any longer and gently parted Min's thighs.

Min didn't seem to react. I lowered my head, my hands lightly caressing the cleft of her buttocks, my middle finger gradually moving downwards, wanting to penetrate her forbidden zone.

Min reached out and grabbed my hand, stopping my attempt to go further: "Daddy, you're bad!"

Min rolled over and sat up, leaning against me. I wrapped my arms around her slender waist. Min breathed softly into my ear: "Daddy, can you take me out for a walk to clear my head?"

"Where do you think you're going?" I reached out and gently stroked Min's hair.

"Whatever, I just want to go out for a walk. Don't I want to stay home?" Looking at my daughter's pouting pink face, I seemed to see my wife's radiant beauty again.

"Want to go dancing?" I asked.

"Okay, Dad, let's go, I'll go change." Min skipped to her feet to change.

A little while later, Min came out, still wearing a black shirt, a black skirt, and high heels, looking as sexy as her mother.

Once outside, Min asked me, "Dad, which dance hall are we going to?"

"Just come with me, Min. Do you know how to dance?" I asked.

"I can dance! I learned it from TV!" Min replied innocently.

We arrived quickly. Actually, that dance hall was a place her mother and I used to frequent; it was a place we often met. It was a place suitable for lovers' dates, and most of the dancing there was intimate.

Entering the dance hall, I booked a private room. I asked Min, "Shall we go dancing first?"

"Okay," she said, and we went down to the dance floor. It was already quite crowded. The music started, and I put my arm around Min's waist and we started dancing. Min danced very well, without feeling awkward at all.

The music gradually reached its climax, and the lights dimmed. I held Min's hand, and our embrace slowly deepened into a full hug. Min's face pressed against mine, and I gently nibbled on her earlobe. My hands roamed over her back, and I felt her breath quicken.

"Min, Daddy loves you!" I whispered in her ear. Min didn't speak, but moved with the dance steps. I felt her face was hot. I lightly, almost casually, kissed her cheek. Min murmured an apology and hugged my neck tightly. I kissed her cheek again. Min seemed to want to slide into my arms, as if she had no bones, so soft and yielding.

Father's Fault (03)

Min's face turned red, and she hummed, "Dad, I love you too!"

I tried to kiss Min's lips lightly. Min was a little embarrassed and turned her face to the side. I stubbornly turned her face back to me. Min panicked a little: "Dad, I, don't..."

My heart was pounding, and I continued to challenge Min's lips. This time Min did not run away and let me kiss her lips. Min's lips were very red and moist. I gently licked Min's lips. Min closed her eyes tightly, seemingly intoxicated by the warmth of the kiss. I hugged her tighter. Min's chest pressed tightly against me. I could feel her heartbeat was twice as fast as usual.

I stuck out my tongue and licked the center of her lips, trying to break through her defenses and enter Min's mouth. Min's tightly closed lips began to loosen, and the tip of my tongue was already inside her mouth, slowly going deeper. Min frantically hugged my head and neck, her hair falling to both sides, her eyes tightly closed, welcoming my entry. My

tongue swirled in Min's mouth, searching the inside, slipping under the base of Min's uvula, flipping up and down, swirling around. Min made soft moaning sounds.

The lights in the dance hall gradually came back on, the music had ended. I reluctantly separated Min's hands and withdrew my tongue from her mouth.

Min's face flushed crimson, and she looked at me with tender affection. I said, "Min, shall we go back to the private room?"

"Okay!"

I put my arm around Min's slender waist and quickly walked into the private room. Once inside, I closed the door.

I turned around and hugged Min again. This time, Min took the initiative to press herself against me and kiss me. I lowered my head and went straight for Min's lips. I frantically thrust into Min's mouth, swirling my tongue inside hers, our tongues intertwining fiercely. We kissed for about three minutes. Min's eyes remained tightly closed. I gently stroked Min's hair, our saliva constantly mixing together. Min became increasingly excited, her face flushed.

As time passed, Min's tongue began to enter my mouth. Her little tongue explored inside, gently brushing against mine. I tightly sucked into Min's mouth, drawing her tongue deep inside. Min seemed slightly uncomfortable. I parted Min's lips, turned her around 45 degrees, and once again, pressed my lips to hers, sealing them even more firmly. Min seemed never to have been so excited, embracing me passionately.

We kept changing our kissing positions—French, English, Italian…

As time passed, I became more and more excited, disregarding all ethics and morality. My hands holding Min began to wander, my right hand roaming over her back, my left hand reaching around to the front, stroking her head and neck.

My daughter has grown up. Her slender neck and head resemble her mother's so much. I slowly slid inside Min's clothes, down her collar. Min seemed to become increasingly restless, suddenly collapsing into my arms, her body seemingly boneless, her breath sweet and fragrant, even her neck flushed red. Her long, black hair cascaded down her sides, enhancing her beauty.

My hand was already touching Min's bra. Through the bra, I gently caressed Min's chest. Min's chest heaved violently. I felt uncomfortable, because inserting my hand from above was both inconvenient and made my arm ache.

So I reached out and continued to knead Min's breasts through her shirt. Min had completely lost her composure, helplessly leaning her head against my chest, letting me continue, as if urging me to cherish her more, muttering incoherently to herself...

Father's fault (04)

I reached down to Min's knees and carried her to the sofa.

Min lay diagonally on the sofa, her upper body against my chest. I felt dizzy and disoriented, abandoning my last shred of conscience.

I cupped Min's breasts from behind, kneading and rubbing them, up, down, left, and right. Min seemed to be asleep, drowsy, as if she were already intoxicated. Indeed, the girl was just coming of age and was still inexperienced. My heart was in a frenzy.

This is incest! A young girl's first time! Shouldn't she give it to her father?

My hands began to unbutton Min's shirt, one button, two buttons. Slowly, the shirt was pulled down, revealing Min's bra and her fair skin. I pushed the shirt aside, caressing Min's smooth skin. Touching Min's hot skin, she seemed to convulse as if electrocuted: "Daddy, I'm so sad, sob sob!" Min's voice was slightly choked with tears.

"Where does it hurt? Daddy will rub it for you." Ignoring Min's incoherent ramblings, I continued to stroke her chest. Then, I put my hands behind her back, unhooked her bra, and pulled it down, revealing her breasts to me. The girl's breasts were already quite fully developed, standing high, with two small, grape-like nipples that seemed to be calling out to their father.

I lowered my head and kissed my daughter's breasts. The nipples twitched gently, as soft as a rabbit's, the skin smooth as glass. My hands roamed over her breasts, which I now held in my hands. Their heat stirred me, and I took one nipple into my mouth, my tongue lightly licking it, my teeth gently biting Min's nipple. Min let out soft moans, seemingly quite satisfied.

Looking at my daughter's naked upper body, my lustful heart soared. Min hooked her head around my neck and whispered in my ear, "Dad, I feel so good, yet so bad, sob sob..." Min's words seemed to indicate she had reached her climax, and my inexperienced daughter felt as sticky as honey in my arms.

I started paying attention to Min's lower body. Under her short skirt, my hand slid between her legs. Min was wearing long socks, and my hand gently caressed her thighs through the socks. Min's thighs were full and firm, the kind of thighs a mature woman should have, I thought to myself. I rubbed Min's thighs, wanting to squeeze them hard. Min's inner thighs were already soaked, and sticky liquid seeped through her shorts, which I could feel even through my hand.

I lifted Min's short skirt and pushed it towards her waist. Min was wearing a pair of black panties, and my hand squeezed the center of her panties, where there was a wet patch. Those were my daughter's, but soon they would belong to her father. Thinking this, I lifted Min's buttocks and pulled down her panties. I brought them to my nose and sniffed; a pungent, pungent smell assaulted my nostrils.

I tossed the panties aside on the sofa, lowered my head, and Min's genitals came into view—thick pubic hair, two dark strands, right at the center of her thighs; Min's private parts were completely exposed.

I placed Min on the sofa, spread her legs, and knelt before my daughter, burying my head in her private parts. Min's vaginal fluids seeped out continuously, flowing down her thighs onto the sofa. I stuck out my tongue, searching in the center of my daughter's vulva. Min's private parts were like an untapped oil field, waiting for her father to develop them for her!

Father's fault (05)

At this critical moment, "knock, knock," someone knocked on the door. I was startled awake from my panic, pulled down Min's skirt to cover her lower body, buttoned up Min's clothes, and then turned around to open the door. It was a waiter who came to pour water. After

seeing the waiter off and closing the door, Min sat on the sofa without saying a word. Her hair was slightly disheveled, and her clothes were not buttoned properly and were upside down.

My mind cleared up a bit, and I secretly blamed myself. I almost... Did I just rush through things in this dance hall private room? Was I going to treat my daughter's first time so roughly? Was I going to take my daughter's virginity in such a noisy place? I felt a little regretful.

I turned and sat down on the sofa, gently putting my arm around Min's shoulder, letting her head rest against my chest: "Min, did you feel comfortable just now?"

"I'm so shy, Dad!" Min became even more shy, burying her head deeper into my chest.

"Let's go home, take a good shower! Dad will pamper you!!!"

"Dad, you're so bad, so bad, so incredibly bad!" Min punched me with her little fists, and I wrapped my arms around her armpits and hugged her tightly, but she wouldn't let go.

On the way home, I held Min's waist, being intimate like lovers, not caring if others saw us, even though it was very late.

Entering the house, I first checked on my son in his room; he was already asleep, and my wife hadn't returned from her night shift.

I pulled Min into the bathroom, closed the door, and Min walked to the mirror alone. I approached from behind and hugged her breasts from behind. That full, springy feeling emanated from my daughter, and a fragrance wafted from her hair. I held Min's hands and rubbed them incessantly, my hands wandering between her breasts—something many fathers had dared to dream of but never dared to do!

I couldn't wait any longer. My hands began to unbutton Min's clothes. After her shirt was unbuttoned and her bra was pulled off, Min was completely naked in front of her father.

The belt of her short skirt had been loosened, and as the skirt fell to the ground, Min's panties were exposed. Without wasting any time, I picked Min up, placed her by the bathtub, and removed her last layer of covering. Min's lower body was now fully exposed before me. My daughter's naked body, my daughter's naked body! Smooth skin, snow-white thighs, dark pubic hair gathered in the center of her vulva, the tips of her full and firm breasts, the budding nipples, were now filling my mouth, tightly packed in my oral cavity, suffocating my breath. My heart pounded.

I couldn't help but be excited. I bent down between Min's legs, which were tightly closed. I tried to spread them apart, gradually forming a V-shape. Min's legs were smooth as jade. I kissed her legs passionately and kneaded them frantically. Min let out soft moans of "woo, woo..."

Looking at Min's thighs, the glossy pubic hair lay smoothly in the middle. I stuck out my tongue and gently licked Min's vulva, at the soft crevice in the center of her lower body. Sticky fluid gushed from my daughter's insides, overflowing from Min's vagina, making her lower body look somewhat wet, with a pungent smell emanating from it. I couldn't help but turn my head away from Min's lower body; I didn't like the smell, a smell similar to body odor.

"Min, take a shower first, Daddy will go get you some pajamas." I told Min to adjust the water temperature, and I turned and left the bathroom. In the room, I rummaged through my wife's pajamas, picked out a sexy one, and when I returned to the bathroom, Min was already getting ready to take a shower. "Min, when you come out, this is fine. Dad will wait for you in your room!" I gave the pajamas to Min, closed the bathroom door, and went to Min's bedroom first.

Father's Fault (06)

I thought for a moment, then went back to my room, took off all my clothes, and wore only a long nightgown. I went back to Min's room, lay on Min's bed, and waited for her. A few minutes later, Min came in after taking a shower.

That was the nightgown I bought for her mother, and now my daughter could wear it too. The snow-white knitted nightgown only reached a little below her buttocks. The sheer fabric couldn't conceal my daughter's alluring skin at all. The sexiest part of this nightgown was its low neckline, creating a deep indentation in her chest. A large portion of Min's breasts were exposed before me. Imagine, what father could resist such a sexy daughter standing before him?

Something in the center of my thigh was slowly starting to swell with blood, thankfully the loose nightgown provided some cover. I said, "Close the door!" Min obediently closed the door and locked it from the inside. "Come on, come to bed, come to Daddy," I said.

Min, slightly shy, bit her lower lip, a little embarrassed. She slowly walked to the mirror, picked up a comb, and began to comb her hair.

I got up and moved closer to Min's back. The scent emanating from her hair was slightly damp, the unique smell of someone who had just showered. It filled my nostrils. The scent emanating from Min was the fragrance of a young girl, the scent a father dreams of, the scent that can drive a father mad, the scent that makes every father want to kneel between his daughter's legs.

I couldn't resist any longer. I wrapped my arms around Min's waist from behind, bringing my breath close to my daughter's dark, glossy hair, and inhaled deeply. Min's oversized nightgown couldn't cover her half-naked chest at all. My hand slowly moved up from Min's waist, entering her breasts. I pulled her breasts outside her clothes; her breasts were incredibly soft, the nipples trembling slightly. My hands pinched, kneaded, and rubbed Min's nipples, sometimes gently stroking, sometimes pinching harder. In a short while, Min's nipples hardened, her areolas turned red and swollen, and her high breasts became even more alluring.

At this moment, Min leaned against me, letting me caress her. Her lips were slightly parted, wanting to make a sound but sounding choked up. Min became weak and boneless. I knew that Min had lost control of herself and was deeply immersed in my love. Min was incredibly excited by my gentle touch.

Thinking of this, I reached down to Min's knees, picked her up, and placed her on the bed. Min, lying on the bed, seemed a little lost, her eyes tightly closed, lips slightly parted, breathing heavily, her legs pressed tightly together. I climbed onto the bed and sat beside Min. My hand reached towards Min's lower body, pushing her nightgown up to her waist, revealing her bare pubic hair. The sparse pubic hair was slightly damp, probably because she had just showered, and it was all sticky. I gently stroked Min's pubic hair. Because Min's thighs were tightly closed, I could only insert my fingers shallowly between her legs, gently rubbing.

Min seemed to feel comfortable; her thighs parted slightly, and I took the opportunity to penetrate to the base of Min's thighs, my fingers stroking and rubbing up and down her labia. Min's expression became extremely excited, and she let out soft moans, "Ah...ya..." but her voice was very low.

Min's lower body became increasingly wet, with a sticky fluid constantly seeping from her vagina. My fingers gradually became wet and sticky. I rubbed Min's lower body faster, giving her even greater pleasure, letting my inexperienced daughter taste the feeling of being a woman for the first time, even in front of her father.

Father's Fault (07)

My hands roamed more merrily over my daughter's lower body. I felt the sticky liquid seeping from Min's body, covering my hands. More and more of it was coming out, and a strong smell of blood wafted over. I felt a little strange and pulled my hands away from Min's lower body. Good heavens, my hands were covered in blood, so much blood. It was Min's menstrual blood.

"Min, are you menstruating?" I asked.

"I...I don't know. I bled a lot last month too, and my pants got dirty. I asked my mom, and she gave me two packs of toilet paper to put under my bottom."

I comforted her, "Min, this is your period. It will come every month around this time. You must put sanitary napkins in your underwear beforehand, okay?"

Min nodded, looking like she understood but not quite. I taught her some things to be careful about during her period, helped her clean up, and changed her into clean clothes. I kissed Min's forehead, "Go to sleep early tonight!"

I covered Min with the blanket, turned off the light, and went back to my room.

Lying in bed, I couldn't fall asleep. I had hoped to take my daughter's virginity tonight, but unexpectedly, this happened—she's started menstruating. This signifies she's grown up, and I'll have to care for her even more from now on…

The sunlight was already on my face; it was time to get up. I got up and left the room. My son was washing his face in the bathroom, and my wife hadn't returned from her night shift yet. I went to the kitchen, where Min had already baked bread. Min was wearing a pink dress today. "Dad, breakfast is ready!" Min was still busy spreading butter on the bread. Looking at her from the side, my daughter, with her long hair flowing down her shoulders, her full breasts standing high, their curves exquisite—truly breathtakingly beautiful!

I moved closer to Min and hugged her waist from behind. Min's waist was so soft and boneless. She turned around and smiled at me. I couldn't hold back anymore and pressed my lips to hers. "No, Dad, don't let my brother see," Min whispered to me. Min dodged my kiss, but I didn't care anymore and followed up, giving her a heavy kiss on the cheek. My hands were also restless, roaming over her chest, between her high, firm breasts. Min gently pushed my hands away: "Be careful not to let your brother see!"

I had no choice but to let go of Min: "Are you feeling better? Do you have enough sanitary napkins?"

Min blushed, "Yes, I know, Dad, let's eat breakfast."

...

In the following days, I took every opportunity to be intimate with Min. In the kitchen, I caressed Min's breasts; while Min was brushing her teeth, I hugged her from behind; in Min's room, while Min was doing her homework, I suddenly hugged her breasts from behind. Min loved it when I did this. Every time, she would make out with me, letting me lose myself in the bliss of her lips.

A week later, my wife was working the night shift again. Min's period had ended, and after our son went to sleep, I slipped into Min's room. Min was already waiting for me. My daughter looked exceptionally sexy in her pink dress. Today, Min wore nude stockings and black high heels, which I had specially bought for her and told her to wear tonight.

Min looked particularly elegant in her high heels, and the pink dress made my blood boil. I closed the door, and Min pounced on me, hugging my neck. My mouth pressed against Min's, and our lips met in an instant. I kissed Min deeply, my tongue penetrating deep into the inside of her mouth. Min's little tongue also roamed in my mouth, and our tongues were tightly intertwined. The father's saliva and the daughter's saliva were inseparable.

(08)

Min's saliva was constantly being sucked into my mouth. I sucked hard into Min's mouth, and Min's tongue rolled between mine. I kissed Min wildly on her pink face, which turned bright red. I gently kissed Min's nose, her eyes, and her earlobes. I lightly licked her earlobes and then bit them, my tongue entering her ear.

Min whispered, "Daddy, it feels like rain in my ears! Ah..."

My hands encircled Min's waist, moving along her outer garment until they reached her breasts. I cupped her breasts from below, my arms forming an arc around their peaks. I pressed down on her protruding breasts; they were so elastic. A daughter's body is always so alluring to her father. I rotated my hands, her breasts bouncing back up as I pressed them down. I kneaded them like two little rabbits, letting them bounce and play with them at will.

Min, seemingly oblivious, leaned against me. I let her rest close in my arms. I sat on the bed, Min's head resting on my body, her body half-leaning against me. My hands began to unbutton her clothes. Min's red dress was incredibly elegant and captivating.

Slowly, one button, two buttons… Min's bra straps were revealed, and further down, her pure white bra was exposed before me. I had completely unbuttoned her clothes, pushing them to her sides. Through the bra, I caressed Min's breasts, kneading them along with the bra. Min's high, firm breasts stood out, representing the coming of age of a new girl.

I lowered my head and kissed Min's pink neck. Her snow-white neck was long, with beautiful hair cascading down her sides, adding to her delicate features. My hand went around to Min's armpits; hair was beginning to grow there. I lifted Min's hand and placed my mouth under her armpit, licking the newly grown hair. Min was also shy and wanted to let go, but I deliberately teased her, licking her armpits and gently biting them. She shook her arms repeatedly,

saying, "Dad, it itches, no, please..." I took the opportunity to say, "Then you have to listen to me later. Do whatever Daddy tells you to do, and serve Daddy well."

Min was extremely shy and lowered her head slightly, saying, "Okay...okay...I'll listen to Daddy, hurry...hurry...let me go!"

I was aroused and moved away from Min's armpits. My hand went around to Min's back and slowly searched, finally finding its way to Min's bra strap. As my fingers turned, Min's bra began to loosen and slowly fell down. I reached out and completely untied the bra strap. Min's bra was now off her body.

Her breasts, now free from the protection of her bra, trembled slightly before me, revealing Min's inner turmoil. I lowered my head and gently kissed Min's breasts; her breasts stood high and firm, the areolas on her white skin like a single red flower amidst a garden, touching the heart of her father. I took one of Min's breasts entirely into my mouth, filling it completely, and sucked hard.

Imagine what it would be like to have a young girl's delicate breasts completely inside her father's mouth. Min's breasts were incredibly smooth; I released her breast, then took it in again, then released it again, playing with it wantonly. The nipples began to harden, wobbling as if they were about to fall off. I reached forward, grasped Min's breasts, pinched them, making them indent, and swayed them from side to side.

Min was completely flustered. The person leaning against me was burning hot, and Min was already in a state of excitement.

Father's Fault (09)

I picked Min up and laid her flat on the bed. I took off her dress and underwear and threw them on the ground. Min's stockings were flesh-colored, and she wore a pair of black high heels, making her look incredibly sexy and alluring. In her father's eyes, his naked daughter was his lifelong happiness.

Min's full and firm thighs were covered by stockings, which were partially hidden. The stockings stretched all the way to the base of Min's thighs, exposing Min's vulva to me. I parted Min's tightly closed thighs, revealing pubic hair growing around her vulva like a thicket of weeds. I gently stroked her pubic hair. In the very center of Min's lower body was a pink, moist slit—her labia. I bent Min's thighs and spread them apart, exposing her vulva vividly before me.

How many fathers in the world have ever seen their daughters' naked lower bodies?

My fingers gently and slowly inserted into Min's vulva, gently rotating, inserting, and withdrawing.

"Does it feel good?" I asked.

"Ah...so good...Dad...Dad, harder...ah..." Min whispered, moaning softly.

My fingers rubbed against my daughter's vaginal opening, labia, and clitoris, then gradually increased the speed. Min was extremely excited, occasionally letting out low, panting breaths.

I sat down next to Min, took her hand, and guided it to the depths of her father's thigh. I placed Min's hand on my glans through my pajamas. I wasn't wearing underwear today, only a set of pajamas. Min's hand pressed lightly, then remained still. I knew my daughter was inexperienced and didn't know how to serve her father, so I guided Min's hand to wander between my legs, gently stroking my penis. Min gently grasped my burning glans, unsure what to do. I instructed and guided her, letting her hand rub up and down on my glans.

I sat up straight and helped Min up. "Min, would you like to lick Daddy's lower part?"

Min nodded, knelt between my thighs, cupped my glans in her hands, looked at it, kissed it briefly, and then nothing more. I had no choice but to teach her how to arouse a man. I guided Min's head towards my lower body, making her open her mouth slightly, and pressed her head against my glans.

Min opened her mouth wide, taking a small portion in, and then I pressed her head down, my glans entering Min's mouth, gradually going deeper, all the way down, until Min made a sound of discomfort in her throat. I eased the pressure, letting Min lift her head slightly, then pressed her down again, grabbing Min's hair and rummaging through it.

"Min, bite a little, it feels good... Yes! Up, down..." I kept instructing Min. Min was very smart and learned quickly. In no time, she was already able to manipulate my glans herself, taking it in and spitting it out, saliva dripping down my huge penis, and liquid constantly seeping out from the tip of my glans.

I was so excited. Imagine this: the father leans against the bed, his legs spread wide, a penis standing tall between his legs, and his naked daughter kneeling between them, sucking on his glans, her disheveled hair cascading down her neck, her erect breasts standing tall, swaying in the wind. Her lower body was naked except for a pair of stockings, and the toes of her high heels were pointed.

Min fiddled with herself for a while, then pounced on me: "Dad, I'm so sad, I... ah... so sad..."

********************************************************************** I had intended to have sex with my daughter this time, but I didn't expect to write so much without getting to the point. I'm really sorry.

Father's fault (10)

I was so excited. I hugged Min, turned her over, and laid her flat on the bed. I spread Min's thighs as wide as possible to expose my daughter's vulva more fully. Min's vulva was completely exposed to her father. I rolled over and entered between her legs, my erect penis gradually approaching her virgin territory, wanting to irrigate that untouched place.

My penis was already pressed against Min's vulva. I reached out and grasped the head of my penis, gently tapping it against her vulva. The head of my penis rubbed up and down against Min's labia. Min's labia had already become wet, and lubricating fluid kept flowing out, as if welcoming me. My glans searched for the opening of Min's vagina, finally finding its way into the indentation. I lifted my glans, pushing it slightly inward, breaking through Min's surface. My glans began to sink into Min's vagina. In that instant, I felt as if I were sinking into a swamp. It was a feeling of pressure, soft like a sponge yet tight like a spring. Min's vagina was gripping my penis tightly. I continued to advance, but my glans was blocked. I knew it was Min's hymen. At this moment, I was incredibly excited. I thrust in hard and forcefully, "plop," completely submerged inside Min's body.

"Ah!..." Min couldn't bear the pain in that instant. Her facial muscles contorted, her face contorted in agony, and tears streamed down her cheeks. Min's hands gripped the sheets, her whole body convulsing. That was the path a young girl must take to lose her virginity. I could feel Min's vagina contracting for a moment, clamping down on my glans. I could feel Min's pain, that feeling of her vagina wanting to close tightly, but being filled with her father's glans. Her vaginal walls couldn't contract, they could only clamp down on my penis like that. That unprecedented swelling and pain was now violating my beloved daughter.

"Daddy, it hurts, please, take it out, please... Waaah..." Min cried out.

"Sweetie, Daddy Min, stop moving and rest for a bit." I pressed myself against Min, our muscles and skin pressed tightly together, her breasts soft and supple beneath me. Min's breathing was heavy, her breath coming in short gasps. She tried to close her legs, but with me in the middle, she could only slightly bend them to lessen the pain.

I continued to kiss Min's face, occasionally her lips. My daughter, recovering from the pain, began to respond to me, her lips meeting mine, our four lips meeting.

The glans, deeply inserted into Min's vagina, began to pull out. Her vagina was somewhat dry; perhaps the intense pain had prevented it from producing enough lubrication. I applied pressure to the glans, making her move inside Min's body. Min's vagina began to moisten. I pulled out, and with each movement of the glans, Min's vagina, being so small, was now gripped tightly by the force of the earlier insertion, causing her to pinch me desperately.

I no longer cared about my daughter's pain, and pulled the entire glans out, turning over and sitting up.

Min was suddenly free; her vulva closed, but she was no longer a virgin. I knelt between my daughter's legs, embracing her two full, firm thighs. I couldn't resist pinching her flesh-colored stockings a couple of times. I hoisted her legs high over my shoulders, her black high heels dangling from them.

I raised my glans, aiming it at the center of her vulva, where her juices were flowing, and slowly inserted it. This time, Min responded, her buttocks rising to meet my penetration, and my glans was once again submerged inside her. From above, Min and I were completely joined together; I couldn't see my glans anymore, it was fully inside her. Only our two pubic hairs were pressed tightly together—two pubic hairs connected by blood!

********************************************************************** I've been considering whether to add a mother-son incestuous relationship after the father-daughter relationship has ended.

Actually, the author himself doesn't particularly like mother-son incest, but a family lacking a mother-son relationship always seems to be missing something, not quite perfect.

In reality, mother-son incest is extremely rare. By the time the son is old enough to understand, the mother is already quite old. Moreover, in reality, mothers are usually more reserved, maintaining their love for their sons within the bounds of a normal relationship. Fathers are different; most fathers have fantasies about their daughters' bodies, but generally don't dare to cross the line of propriety. If there were no such restrictions, father-daughter incest would have long been fashionable in society.

I've said too much nonsense. In short, I hope all netizens will give their opinions and share their thoughts. I will continue my writing based on the ideas of most netizens.

In short, if I write about incest between mother and son, I will mainly focus on the greatness and profundity of maternal love, describing the marginal behavior between mother and son as much as possible, and portraying the mother's need for her son.

The Father's Fault (11)

Min began to consciously lift her buttocks to facilitate my penetration. I inserted myself shallowly into Min's hole, thrusting two or three times, and then suddenly submerged myself completely.

"Ah!" Min cried out.

My glans moved back and forth between my daughter's vulva. Her vagina was filled with a sticky fluid that tightly enveloped my penis—what a wonderful feeling!

Min's vulva became increasingly slippery, the overflowing fluid flowing down her thighs, some sticking to our pubic hair. Our pubic hair was now intertwined, indistinguishable as to which was father's and which was daughter's.

I continued thrusting my glans, from the entrance of Min's paradise to its deepest depths, I was experiencing a tumultuous orgasm. Because I was so excited, I felt I was about to ejaculate. To delay it, I was forced to stop thrusting, my glans remaining motionless deep inside her. I lowered Min's fleshy legs, pulling her stockings down below her calves. Min's fair, jade-like thighs were exposed before me. I reached out and caressed them; they were my thighs, and I kneaded them.

Min's breasts now sagged diagonally to either side. I squeezed them, her breasts being ravaged by my hands, trying to escape my grasp.

I simply withdrew my penis and rested for a moment. I manipulated Min's legs, gradually changing them from a V-shape to a straight line. Min's thighs were spread apart, exposing her naked vulva before me. Glistening, sticky fluid glistened on Min's pubic hair, the still-developing pubic hair, shimmering.

I kissed Min's thigh, my tongue licking her smooth skin, moving down her thigh and along her calves, still clad in stockings. Further down were her high heels, the heels stilettos high. I couldn't resist grabbing her small foot and kissing her bare instep.

"Min, come to Daddy, okay?" I asked.

Min didn't answer, her breathing was heavy, so I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her up. I lay down on my back, face up, legs together. Min sat beside me, her hand playing with my glans, which was now erect and covered in her vaginal fluid. I grasped my glans, my fingers fiddling with the tip. Unable to contain my lust, I wrapped my arms around Min's waist and pulled her onto me. Min spread her legs and sat on my lap.

"Sit on top, put it in!" I commanded.

Min reached down and grasped my glans, aiming it at her clitoris. She lowered herself, her buttocks facing down, and slowly sat down. My glans gradually disappeared into Min's vagina, little by little, until her buttocks were completely on top of me, my glans fully inside her. Min twisted her hips, lifted her buttocks, and sat down. I, in turn, thrust my hips forward, pushing my glans as deep as possible into Min's clitoris.

Seeing my daughter's wanton state, her face flushed, her body glistening with sweat, her jet-black hair cascading down her neck, clinging to the dampness, only enhancing her beauty, making her irresistibly charming and breathtakingly beautiful. My heart was filled with arousal, my desire surged, and a wave of pleasure began to rise in my lower body. Min's buttocks constantly stimulated my genitals, and the pleasure surged forth. I could no longer hold back; my glans tightened, and a stream of semen spurted out, all of it shooting into Min's body.

Good heavens! My daughter and I were united! My long-cherished dream had finally come true! I had finally taken my daughter's virginity; Min's virginity was mine, but she had given it to her father.

I pulled out my limp penis, and Min seemed exhausted as well, turning over and lying down on the bed.

********************************************************************** Author's humble opinion: The father-daughter relationship has developed to such a wild point that it is difficult to make any further breakthroughs. Therefore, I tried to introduce the mother-son relationship as a starting point, and then appropriately insert the father-daughter relationship as a seasoning to enhance the readability of the article. I wonder what you netizens think?

The Father's Fault (12)

Min lay beside me, her naked daughter now covered in fragrant sweat, her whole body soaked. I loved her dearly, and put my arm around Min's shoulder so that she could lean on me: "Do you hate Daddy?"

"Daddy, am I no longer a virgin?" Min asked anxiously.

"You're already Daddy's woman, do you regret it?"

Min didn't answer, her shyness boundless. She seemed very tired and wanted to sleep.

I got up, pulled the blanket over my daughter's innocent body, and said, "Get some sleep!" I went back to my room and fell asleep immediately.

For the next few days, my wife worked day shifts, and I was heartbroken that I couldn't have any intimacy with my daughter. That afternoon, I left work early to pick up my daughter. When I arrived at Min's classroom, she hadn't finished class yet. Peeking through the classroom window, I saw Min sitting in the back row. She was already quite tall for her class, probably because she had developed early. My daughter, not yet fourteen, was already like an adult, with high breasts and full thighs.

Today, Min was wearing a white shirt and a snow-white long skirt, radiant and beautiful.

I wandered around the building. Min's teaching building had five floors; the bottom four were for classes, and the fifth floor mainly consisted of the library and various laboratories, which seemed to be rarely used. Finally, class ended, and I stood at the classroom door. Min spotted me and skipped out, "Dad, what brings you here?"

"Dad came to pick you up after class!"

"Dad, it's so early, there's still one more class!"

"Dad was waiting for you." I gently patted my daughter's shoulder: "It's break time now, come with Dad."

I led Min straight to the top floor, but it was empty. School was almost over, and none of the teachers were there.

Min walked ahead of me, and I grabbed her breasts from behind. Min panicked slightly, "Daddy, someone might come."

"No, someone will make noise if they come." I massaged Min's chest freely, rubbing her breasts through her clothes. My penis was already hard.

I pulled Min's hand closer to my groin. Min lightly touched the towel outside her pants, which excited me even more. I reached down and unzipped my pants, taking out my already hard penis. I pressed down on Min's shoulders, and she obediently squatted down, opening her cherry-like mouth to swallow my glans. My penis moved freely in and out of my daughter's wet mouth, Min's little mouth yielding to me, letting me go in and out. Saliva dripped down the glans to the base, and so the father's warm penis continued to thrust in and out of his daughter's mouth.

I pulled Min up, lifted her skirt, and reached down to her thighs, pulling her panties down to her knees and then her calves. Min lifted her leg, and I took off her panties and put them in my pocket. Min's lower body was now completely bare. I turned Min around, making her press her hands against the wall, her upper and lower body at a 45-degree angle, her thighs spread wide. I tried to spread Min's thighs as wide as possible, and lifted Min's skirt, revealing her full buttocks in front of me. I held my glans with one hand and hugged Min's waist with the other, pressing the glans against Min's lower body, swaying it against her buttocks, and then pressing it against Min's vulva, inserting it into Min's vagina from behind. Min's vagina was incredibly lubricated, and the glans was completely inside her in one go.

"Ah..." Min moaned softly.

I seized the time to thrust in and out, occasionally pulling down the skirt covering her buttocks. I held Min's waist with both hands, my glans never stopping, and Min's vaginal fluids overflowed.

"Ding-a-ling..." The school bell rang, and Min suddenly woke up, standing up straight: "Dad, I have to go to class. Pull it out, Dad."

I reluctantly pulled out my glans, and Min quickly straightened her clothes, "Underwear, my underwear." Min said.

"Never mind, don't wear it, people won't notice if you're wearing a skirt." Min didn't argue, and went downstairs after fixing her clothes.

"Dad will wait for you after class!" I called out.

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I waited for Min to finish class, my lust rising because I hadn't satisfied my desires earlier.

I called home to tell my wife that I was taking Min to her teacher's house for tutoring that evening and would be home late. My wife gave me a few more instructions and then hung up. She was at ease with her daughter; how could she have imagined that father and daughter would commit incest?

"Ring ring..." Finally, class ended. With Min in tow, we left the school.

"Daddy, where are we going?" Min asked.

"Let's go to the dance hall!"

We arrived at the dance hall again. Min was excited, clinging tightly to me. I put my arms around her waist and stepped onto the dance floor.

The music started, and Min and I began to dance. Min pressed close to me, my face close to hers, and I held her arms even tighter. Min's chest pressed against my body.

The lights on the dance floor began to dim, and slowly they all went out. In the darkness, I heard Min's heavy breathing, and my lower body began to harden. I grabbed Min's shoulders and pressed down, and Min obediently knelt down, stroking my glans through my pants.

I grew increasingly excited, my hard glans feeling like it would burst through my pants. Min's hands moved like snakes across my lower body, slowly unzipping my pants. She skillfully pulled out my penis, her small, cold hands grasping my burning glans, rubbing and teasing it.

I grabbed Min's hair, pulling her close to my lower body. Her small mouth was already touching my glans; she grasped it and put it in her mouth. My glans was submerged, until the tip reached her throat. And so, I thrust in and out wantonly, making piston-like movements, my glans sliding in and out of my daughter's mouth. The people around us danced, oblivious to the fact that someone was performing oral sex right next to us.

My genitals were sticky, and Min's saliva kept dripping down my glans, with semen constantly oozing from the tip. I stroked Min's face, letting my daughter play with her father's penis.

The music ended, and I snapped out of my reverie. I quickly pulled my daughter up, and just as I put my things back in my pants, the lights came on.

I was a little unsteady on my feet and needed to cover my lower body. Min helped me back to our private room. I closed the door and eagerly pounced on my daughter, pushing her down onto the sofa and pulling her skirt up. Min's lower body was naked; her shorts were still in my pocket.

I pulled out my glans and spread Min's legs apart, her tender vulva fully exposed before me. I couldn't help but kneel before my daughter, burying my head between her labia, greedily sucking her own juices. Min's lower body was wet, a slightly parted slit between her pink vulva, from which flowed a steady stream of fluid. I wantonly licked that undeveloped river, the river belonging to my own father.

My glans was already throbbing, so I half-sat up, aimed my glans at her vulva, and gently pushed it in, the glans slipping into Min's labia, a feeling of being tightly enveloped by a sponge washing over me.

I gradually increased the force, my glans slowly penetrating deeper into Min's vagina. It was my father's glans gradually penetrating my daughter's vagina, the entire shaft submerged between Min's legs.

I thrust in and out, "plop, plop..." Her juices flowed freely, my glans rubbing against her vagina. Min's face was flushed, her eyes tightly closed, welcoming her father into her body.

The sensation of my glans thrusting inside my daughter's vagina was incredibly exciting for me, so I quickly reached my climax, a stream of hot semen flowing into my daughter's body.

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On the way home, I held Min tightly around the waist, our intimacy boundless.

On the next day off, I suggested we all go swimming at the beach. My wife didn't want to go; she preferred to stay home and watch TV. My son wanted to go out and play soccer. Only Min enthusiastically agreed, so my wife let me and my daughter go with her. The sky

was

clear, and the sea was as blue as the sky. Min changed into the swimsuit I had bought for her; it was a bright red, low-cut swimsuit with a very low neckline. The swimsuit was split at the bottom, one piece in the back and one in the front, with buttons at the crotch area to fasten it.

Min can't swim, so I'm here to teach her. There weren't many people at the beach, just couples and friends in small groups. Min and I went into the water in a less crowded spot. Min clung tightly to me, and I wrapped my arms around her waist. Our footprints were left on the beach. The seawater gradually rose over our feet and splashed against our legs. Min and I gradually walked into the deeper water.

The seawater gradually rose to my chest, almost reaching Min's neck. Min was a little scared and clung tightly to my side.

"Min, Daddy will teach you to swim. Come on, float..."

Min's legs left the water and she floated up. I supported her body in the water: "Spread your legs apart and kick them back..."

I taught Min, but she seemed to be born a bad swimmer. After swallowing a couple of mouthfuls of water, she became even more frightened. My hands cupped Min's breasts, caressing them wantonly in the water. Min's full chest, her wet hair clinging to her face, her innocent face—I, as her father, was stunned. Min lowered her head shyly, and I lifted her chin. Gazing at my daughter, years of raising her had finally paid off. Her body was my everything. My heart pounded. My hand slipped down Min's collar and into her chest, caressing her wet but fully developed breasts. Touching my daughter's body, my feelings were peculiar; a possessive, lustful desire for her deeply overwhelmed my senses. Stroking her soft breasts, I became even more excited.

Min was very shy, nestled in my arms, and hugged me tightly. The seawater was already at my neck. Min was completely submerged in the seawater; she couldn't touch the bottom and could only cling tightly to me. I felt the impact of Min's chest against me, that surging, turbulent feeling coming from my own daughter.

My lower body was fully erect, my hands roaming over my daughter's full body, constantly feeling the sensations emanating from her entire being. Min had smooth buttocks, a slender waist, firm thighs, and soft breasts. I didn't need to worry about anyone seeing my hands underwater.

In my arms, Min's little face, covered in water droplets, was flushed and she became even more shy. Fortunately, there were few people in this area of the sea. My hands caressed my daughter's private parts, unbuttoning the buttons at the top of her thighs, so Min's lower body was no longer covered.

I recklessly felt Min's vulva, soaked in water. Her pubic hair seemed to float in the water. Min's lower body was wet and glistening. My hand rubbed Min's entrance. Because of the water, I could easily penetrate Min's vagina. My middle finger went in and out of Min's vulva. Protected by the water, Min's vagina became very loose, as if her vulva was wider than usual.

********************************************************************** These past few days, the author has been away on a business trip, so there hasn't been any work for several days. Today, seeing so many netizens waiting for my article online, I am very touched, so I will definitely publish it as soon as possible. Thank you all for your concern!

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My lower body was already rock hard. I had Min hug my head and neck tightly, and spread her legs to hook around me. I held Min's waist with one hand and grasped my penis with the other, aiming it at my daughter's vulva. The head of my penis was already inside. I held Min's hand and pressed down slightly. Min's body gradually pressed down, and the head of my penis rubbed against the vaginal wall of my daughter, slowly entering and gradually disappearing completely.

At this time, the water was almost submerging Min's pink neck. Min opened her mouth and breathed desperately, unable to tell whether it was chest tightness or excitement. I held my daughter's waist with both hands, sometimes lifting her up, sometimes pressing her down, and her body tightly enveloped my penis, a tight union, a union of father and daughter, a betrayal of human ethics.

I was incredibly excited and kissed Min's lips passionately. Min didn't back down, our lips pressed tightly together, her little tongue swirling in my mouth, her words muffled: "Ah... Daddy... I want you... Ah... Ah... I want to be your woman... Ah... Give it to you... Dear Daddy... Daddy... Ah... Harder... I'm Daddy's... I want to give it to Daddy... Ah... Dear Daddy... Ah... Ah ah... I want to unite with Daddy... Ah... Dear Father..."

"Good daughter... Daddy wants you... wants you... Incest... Incest... Ah... So good... Dear daughter... I want your grandma... Dear daughter... Good daughter... Give it to your dear Daddy... Ah ah... Do it... Daddy wants you every day... Thinks of you... Wants you... Dear daughter... Unite with me..."

The feeling of incest with my own daughter deeply stimulated me. The sensation of having sex with my own daughter gave me unparalleled excitement. My daughter's naked body, her pure white body, was what I thought about every day. From the day she was born, I had been caressing my daughter's breasts, watching them gradually rise before my eyes. I watched my daughter's thighs gradually become fuller before my eyes, and watched the pubic hair gradually grow on her thighs.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. Now, as the fantasy gradually became reality, my lower body and Min's lower body were intertwined. My excitement had reached its peak; the sensory stimulation had surpassed the direct feeling I had in my daughter's vagina. So I ejaculated, the warm semen carrying my genes rushing towards my daughter's vulva.

At that moment, I felt that I should make my daughter pregnant, that she should carry my child.

...

On the way home, I told Min my thoughts. Min was silent for a long time, only saying, "Dad, I'll do whatever you say."

I felt that my relationship with my daughter shouldn't end like this. I wanted to have a child with her, to let our love bear fruit.

[The End]

********************************************************************** Author's Note: Girls who haven't yet committed incest with their fathers, hurry up and enjoy this familial bliss, receive sex from your own fathers!

Incest Steps (Daughter's Version):

a. Wear sexy lingerie in front of your father and see if he looks at you more or your mother!

b. When taking a shower, deliberately leave the door open, then let your father accidentally walk in and see your naked body, and see his attitude!

c. Wearing a nightgown (the kind that only reaches your thighs), trim your toenails in front of your father, deliberately raising your leg to see if he's peeking (ideally when he's sitting opposite you reading the newspaper). Occasionally, snuggle into his arms, being affectionate and persistent, and casually let your breast cover touch his hand; see if he immediately removes it or pretends not to notice and continues to cover your breast.

d. Go out to dinner alone with your father in the evening, drink a little alcohol, and pretend to be drunk and unable to walk on your own, asking your father for help. You can pretend to stagger and lean on him, seeing if he takes the opportunity to caress your breasts or buttocks.

e. On a summer afternoon, when only you and your father are taking a nap (in the same room but in separate beds), wear a sexy nightgown (just reaching your thighs) without underwear. Lift your robe up to your stomach, exposing your lower body. Kick the blanket to the floor and wait for your father to wake up and pick it up for you. You can slightly spread your legs; your father will definitely be stunned.

f. Have your father accompany you shopping for clothes. You can deliberately choose some sexy clothes. When you pass the lingerie section, ask your father to go with you to buy a bra (choose a sexy one, the sexier the better).

If your father approves of options a through f above, then just let him put the bra on for you! This concludes the first installment

of

"The Father's Fault." The author will soon release the second book, "The Uneducated Son." Fans of "The Father's Fault" need not worry, as the story of this father and daughter will continue in the third book, "The House is in Chaos."

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