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Why
Many color friends, turn around another few months gone, I wonder if anyone still remember me WHY?
(What kind of person are you? Why do people have to remember you?)
Ahem, let’s not count on that one. Now, to the thing about this post. In fact, this story was posted a few months back, but the original poster declared that it was translated by a translator and unaltered, so the grammar was a bit messed up and made it hard to read. So WHY came up with the idea of simply translating it back into understandable vernacular, and thus, this post, with a lot of my own stuff in the middle of it, of course. (I don’t know if this counts as a translation?)
Okay, enough of the nonsense, please read the text.
By the way, as usual notice: this article contains a large number of incest plot, the moral sense of serious people or those who do not like please do not enter.
This weekend, I’m going on vacation with my ten year old little girl, Heather, for a father-daughter-only holiday.
This was a wish I had planned for a long time and had not been able to realize, but unexpectedly due to my wife’s business trip this great opportunity was delivered to my eyes.
For a long time now, I’ve been salivating over my daughter’s body. At one point, my daughter and I were playing massage games in the pool. I had her massage my crotch cock while I massaged her tiny body for her. Obviously, she had no idea what she was doing, and she had even less idea of how much excitement and how much pleasure she was giving me as she hung on to that innocent expression and massaged my crotch for me. I almost impulsively pressed her little head down and plunged my thick cock into her little mouth, shooting my full stored essence there.
Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to do so, and the biggest obstacle was my wife. I don’t know if I was too suspicious, but I always felt that she, my wife, knew about my wild desires. But that will all pass.
This weekend, I’m going to take her, Heather, my daughter, in my arms and caress her to my heart’s content. For this, I bought “e”, the famous aphrodisiac. I’m sure we’re going to have a great time.
I rented one of the best rooms in the best hotel in our city. And what impressed me the most was the huge bubble bath in the bathroom and the mirrors in a circle around it. When I was booking the room, just looking at the furnishings and imagining the extreme pleasure to come was enough to get my dick hard for half a day.
We arrived at four in the afternoon. Soon after dinner, I took Heather into the bathroom, my planned place of pleasure. Heather, unaware that she was about to become a delicacy in her father’s mouth, was happily bouncing around in the tub, splashing around and squealing, “Daddy, Daddy, look at this, it’s so much fun!” I laughed and replied, “Yes, dear, you have no idea what fun awaits us.”
I could feel my cock hardening as I watched her petite body wrapped up in a child’s bikini swimsuit. In an effort to hide my rapidly growing erection, I jumped out of the bath and let the bubbles that had been placed in the tub earlier in the day cover my bottom – even though I had originally put them in so that Heather wouldn’t realize that my body under the water was actually naked.
After swimming for a while, I decided that the moment of pleasure had arrived. I wrapped my arms around Heather, looked at her face, which was flushed with excitement, and at the snow-white skin peeking out from her bathing suit, and tried to suppress the urge to kiss her, asking, “Thirsty?”
“Uh-huh!” Heather nodded vigorously, and that pouty look made my blood run cold.
“Which…” I said, pointing to a glass on the table, “There’s your favorite orange juice, go ahead and drink it.” As a matter of fact, in addition to the orange juice, I also put some ‘e’ in it, so that she could experience the joy of becoming a woman without any inhibitions.
As I watched Heather, who had leapt and climbed out of the bath to get a drink, I stroked my cock, which had long been too hard for me to handle under the water’s surface, and knew that I would finally be able to give myself some kind of reward.
“Hi! Heather, come here.” I called softly to my daughter. “Hey!” Heather answered me with an unnecessarily loud voice, and what happened afterward made me glad I bought the ‘e’.
“Daddy,” Heather called to me daintily, “I’m feeling so hot,” she kept tugging at her collar, exposing more and more white skin on her chest, and I almost got a nosebleed.
“Come here,” I said with a smile as I tried my best to look like I didn’t have anything to say, “come into the water and sit on Daddy’s lap so you don’t feel the heat.”
“Okay! Daddy~~” my daughter pouted and sat in my arms.
“Where do you feel hot?” I hugged Heather and laid her on my lap so my cock could rub against her thigh.
“Here, and here…” Heather pointed to her chest, patted her belly, and then cried out, “Gosh, I’m hot all over anyway! Daddy, rub it for me…” She took my hand and put it on the small bulge in her chest.
They weren’t breasts yet, they were just tiny developing globes of flesh, yet in my hands they had a sensation that mature breasts could never match. I followed Heather’s tiny hand and gently squeezed and rubbed on the girl’s underdeveloped breasts, and the beautiful touch made my cock uncontrollably harder and harder, so much so that Heather, who was still immersed in the double assault of the drug and my touch, felt it too.
“Daddy,” she called me softly, “what’s underneath you? It’s pushing me so hard.”
I laughed and said, “That’s a vibrator Daddy got especially for you, for your massage.”
“Really?” Heather tilted her little head and looked at me a little puzzled, that cute look made my cock couldn’t help but jump a little. Heather felt it and screamed in surprise: “Daddy, it’s jumping!”
I couldn’t resist picking Heather up, spreading my legs, and placing her between my legs, sitting on my hard, straight cock, mouthing the words, “Here, let Daddy show you how it’s supposed to work.” While holding her tiny body and sliding it on my cock, I prayed in my heart that the damn ‘e’ would be as good as it was advertised to be, and that people would wake up and forget everything that had happened before.
“Ohhhhhh,” I couldn’t help but moan out. Heather’s tiny body slid back and forth, her soft pussy hot against my hard cock, and I could even feel the soft folds of the fleshy lips through the thin bathing suit. Unconsciously, my grip on Heather began to quicken and my hips began to thrust upward, hoping to bring myself greater pleasure.
I don’t know how long this went on; time was meaningless to me at this point. Finally, it was Heather’s petulant voice that snapped me back to my senses.
“Well, it’s time for you to go to bed.” I said deliberately as I let go of my hand.
“No, don’t,” Heather said, clinging to my arm, on the verge of tears, “I still want you to massage me.”
“Daddy,” Heather was now completely under the influence of the drug, and her large eyes were so full of obvious desire that Heather now even looked like a mature young woman, “Oh…” she moaned, with a sobbing tone in her voice. “I feel so hot, Daddy, help me…”
She started to cry.
With a hoarse voice, I said, “Baby, you don’t have to go to bed, as long as you kiss me and do whatever I say.”
She stopped crying.
I removed her bikini bathing suit faster than I could believe, then put my hands on her beautiful little ass, “Hold still,” I said hungrily, sitting her on the edge of the tub, spreading her legs, and kneeling down to look at her bare pussy in a worshipful way.
Ah! What a perfect pussy it was, not a single obtrusive black hair on the pink skin, the bulging gash was so just right, the tiny slit was tightly closed and, oh my God, from that tightly closed slit was oozing outward some mucus that I could swear on my ancestors was Heather’s sluttiness. Ah, Lord, I thank you for such a beautiful scene.
I slowly brought my nose up to the sweet smell and couldn’t help but kiss it gently. Lifting my head, I kissed my baby. I rolled my tongue around in her mouth, feeding back into her mouth the lewdness I’d just sucked from her pussy, and told her to do as she was told. I turned my head and watched the lewd image in the mirror.
Now, finally, it’s time for the final step.
I gently massaged Heather’s tight pussy and she began to moan, “Daddy, I feel so good.”
I stood up and put some of the oil on my cock, “My baby,” I picked her up and laid her on her back on the mirror: “Daddy’s going to make you even better.”
I put my cock between her legs and pressed it against the soft slit and started sliding it. Heather held onto the mirror and watched my movements in it, she didn’t see to understand everything I was doing, but she was enjoying every minute of it. I closed my eyes and felt her pussy, I had never felt anything so soft and still tight around my cock. Opening my eyes, I saw that Heather was flushed, struggling to breathe, and, was instinctively shaking her lovely ass.
I looked into Heather’s misty eyes in the mirror and whispered, “My baby, I’m about to make you feel better, do you want to? Do you want to feel something better?”
“Yes daddy.” She said, “I love you. Tell me, what should I do? I don’t want to go to bed, I want to feel better.” My ten year old girl was beginning to enjoy her daddy’s rape.
I took out the baby oil and applied it to her tight pussy and my hard cock and began to slowly slide it over her slit. She moaned each time my cock slid from her pussy to her asshole and back again.
I leaned over to her ear and whispered, “Feel that? My baby, you’re getting warm.”
Exhaling lightly, I continued, “You make Daddy feel so good, let’s just play like this all night!”
She didn’t say anything, but her legs began to clench involuntarily and her ass began to wiggle from side to side.
I carried Heather to bed and told her to close her eyes, and she obeyed, closing those big, mesmerizing eyes. I poured the entire bottle of baby oil on her pussy, massaging her soft folded lips, and the tiny clit inside. She began to cry softly, and I didn’t waste my spirit on comforting her, because I knew she was crying because of the extreme pleasure.
“Baby,” I called to her, “watch, I’m going to enter you, and this will bring you even more pleasure.” I stood up, placed her on the edge of the bed, put both her legs over my shoulders and slowly let my cock touch her young pussy. Heather’s breathing tensed again as I watched my huge glans enveloped by her fleshy lips and gradually disappear into her pussy.
I didn’t want to pierce her hymen, but I did want to rape her. So I slowly pushed in until I felt a film blocking my way and I knew that was her hymen. I pulled out my erect cock and plunged it back in again and began to rape my little girl.
As I thrust and pulled out, Heather’s legs didn’t have the strength to rest on my shoulders any longer, trembling with each of my thrusts. “Ohhhhhhh, daddy! I… I feel… Oh… so good.”
She groaned.
I picked her up and placed her in front of the mirror, once again penetrating her with my cock from behind, letting her watch this lewd picture with her own eyes. Her cheeks turned red and her face was full of lust. I held her ass, thrusting and pulling out, thrusting and pulling out… She was bent over, lying helplessly on the floor, with only her ass, which was being fucked by me, up in the air, like a little bitch, moaning and breathing, just like I wanted her to do.
I whispered in Heather’s ear, “Heather, I love you, and I want you to enjoy all of this.” She swayed her hips, her tiny pussy wrapped around my cock, and moaned, “Oh! Daddy… it’s… so hard… Oh… it’s… so… so good…”
Listening to her words, I felt about to explode as I clutched her ass and raped her as desperately as I had never raped a girl before. Without realizing it, I passed through the thin membrane of flesh and pressed against the deepest part of my vagina, the sound of clashing flesh echoing through the room.
“Oh, my little girl,” I exclaimed, “I’m coming! I’m coming!” With a final rhythm, I began to spit my essence into my daughter’s body as I pushed deep into her pussy, my thick cock sealing off all the hot cum inside her. I cum, never in my life have I tasted such a blazing orgasm.
After squeezing out the last drop of cum, I lay helplessly on the floor, lifted Heather onto my body, looked lovingly at her delicate post-orgasmic face, and smiled as I said, “Baby, I told you that tonight was going to be something fun.”
She also looked at me, her eyes full of post-orgasmic fulfillment and love: “Daddy, I love you, and I want to be with you forever.” After that, she quickly fell into a deep sleep, having exhausted her energy.
Looking at my daughter, who was slumbering on top of me, I began to plan when I would get another chance to enjoy myself.
Jeez, finally knocked it out. In fact, by the time we got to the second half of the process, WHY was about to fall asleep, and at this point there wasn’t much energy left to embellish any more, so I had to just write wherever it came to me.
To borrow the words of an old man, “I’ve changed the way I write and the way I make a woman.” I can’t remember the original, but I think it was something like this. ^_^ Koo not to mention the women, the article into the hands of why is also going to change a different look.
In the original text, Heather was supposed to be seven, but WHY felt it was just too young to be enjoyable, so she took the liberty of adding a few years to make it ten. There are many, many others, so I won’t go into them all.
OK, exhausted, why can’t break anything, stop here, I’m going to bed ～～～～～～～～
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