Translation: Big Bee
My name is (Katie), from my name you must know that I am a female. I am now 15 and a half years old, and I am in the ninth grade of high school (note: this is equivalent to the third year of junior high school). I have been masturbating since I was twelve years old, mostly in the bathroom in the shower, stroking my pussy, which I find very pleasurable. Sometimes I did it once or twice a week, but sometimes I didn’t do it for a week or two. Since I turned fifteen half a year ago, I have gradually begun to think about men a bit. I don’t want to find a man, but when I masturbate, while stroking my pussy buds, I imagine what it would be like to have a man embrace and caress me.
In my physiological hygiene elective course, I already know the basics of male-female sexual intercourse, and I have seen illustrations and real photographs of male genitalia in several reference books, as well as a few comparative photographs of the male genitalia when they are normally drooping and engorged. I have also heard many detailed and explicit descriptions of male-female sexual intercourse from several female classmates. I was fascinated, but also scared: several girls in the school were pregnant, some of them took a break from school to go home and have babies, and never showed up again; some had abortions, and I heard that the pregnancies were the result of incest or rape.
I know what the consequences of intercourse can be.
There are boys among my friends, but they are just friends, and I don’t have a “boyfriend” yet.
My father, now thirty-seven years old, is very handsome and strong. As far as I can remember, my dad has never been angry with me; he has always been so gentle and loving to me, and we have always been very close. Recently, when I masturbate, I somehow always fantasize about my dad; but that’s just a fantasy, I don’t really think about having sex with my dad.
Before he went to bed, my dad would often come to the door of my bedroom and check to see if I was sleeping peacefully and if I had my blankets on. I had a nightlight in my room so he could see me clearly. Sometimes I wasn’t asleep, so when he opened the door and looked in, I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.
One night while I was lying naked on my bed masturbating, an idea suddenly came to me. It was almost time for my dad’s routine checkup, and I wondered how he would react if he saw me sleeping naked. Just then the ball handle on the door to my room started to turn, Dad was coming! I immediately retracted my hand that was fingering my pussy and put it to my side, closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I heard the door open, and my eyes opened slightly to peek at the commotion.
Dad didn’t leave immediately, as he usually did; he stood in the doorway, gazing up at me. In a few moments he came in and stood in the center of the room. I lay still, not daring to move; my legs were spread so that in the light of the night-light he should have a clear view of my entire pussy. As far as I could remember I couldn’t recall him ever seeing me naked, I had never let Dad see my breasts or pussy since I was a child.
He moved closer to my side of the bed, at which point I could see the front of his pants had risen like a tent.
“Ah! God! You’re beautiful!” His voice was extremely soft, only audible to me from a very close distance.
He just stood by the bed and stared at me for a few minutes.
My hair was shoulder-length, brown with golden glints; my breasts were still developing, though not too big; there were a few thin strands of light brown sex hair on my pubic mound, and the rest of my pussy was still naked. Somehow, my nipples had hardened and stood up on their own, and my pussy was oozing with lust.
I hoped Daddy wouldn’t notice that my meaty pussy was already this moist.
He slowly backed away and turned to walk out of the room before closing the door softly behind him. My nerves relaxed, but there was a sense of imitation loss. Inside I hoped he would make a move, not just stand and stare.
As soon as the door was closed, my hand immediately returned to the crack and I quickly fiddled with it. When I thought of my father seeing me naked, his prick would immediately get erect, I was so excited that I instantly reached an orgasm that I had never experienced before! I almost screamed out, but finally tried my best to hold back.
As my orgasm slowly passed, I lay back on the bed and meditated, wondering what my dad’s prick looked like. From the way his crotch was held up so high, his prick must have been very powerful, and I couldn’t help but insert the middle finger of my right hand into my vagina. My hymen had been damaged and ruptured when I used my menstrual tampon (tampons) last year, there had been a little bleeding and a bit of pain, but then it was fine. I pumped my fingers in and out a couple of times, fantasizing that it was my dad’s prick, but my fingers were thin and short and a little boring, so I stopped. What I wanted was something a little thicker, or a real man’s prick. But I didn’t want another man’s prick, it was Daddy’s prick that I had in mind.
When I woke up in the morning, my dad made me a nice breakfast like he usually does. I felt a little shy when I first saw him, but after a while I got over it and returned to normal. After breakfast, as usual, my dad left for the office, and then I went out to take the school bus to school.
At night I wanted to sleep naked and wait for my dad to come, but unfortunately my period came first in the afternoon, so when I went to bed I used a tampon, put on my panties and pajamas, and covered myself with a sheet. I was about to fall asleep when my dad softly opened the door and came in. Unlike before, he was wearing only a pair of tight-fitting underpants tonight, his upper body was naked, and there was a big bulge in his crotch. He gazed at me, hesitated for a while, and then closed the door again and exited. His departure left me feeling a little lost. After a few days of this, my monthly newsletter finally passed.
This night I was not wearing pajama bottoms, lying naked on my back with my legs spread wide and my ankles sticking out of the outer sides of my single bed, I wanted Daddy to have an unobstructed view of my pussy.
Dad was coming! He wrenched the door open, looked in, and then stepped in, closing the door behind him and pressing the lock. Dad was topless, wearing only his briefs, and he walked over to the edge of the bed and looked up and down my naked body, the crotch of his briefs rapidly expanding and raising the tent again! I still pretended to be asleep and didn’t move. All I could feel was a slight heat under my belly, and some lustful secretions were already coming out of my vagina. After a few minutes of scrutinizing the side of the bed, Dad took off his underwear.
“Yikes! What a big cock!” I exclaimed in my mind.
It was like an eight or nine inch long flashlight with a shiny purple and red helmet at the tip, and a round, solid pouch underneath, in which you could clearly see two little balls of flesh, bulging and protruding from side to side. I was very excited, but a little scared.
Dad stretched out his right hand and gently placed it on my upper, and his middle hand reached into the crevice and stroked it. I felt so sexy that I couldn’t help but ooze out some more, and I knew that his fingers were all wet, and my lust was still gurgling out. He put his left hand over my right breast and gently kneaded it. I didn’t know if I should pretend to wake up at this point, but I didn’t want him to stop stroking, so I continued to pretend to be asleep.
I squinted and peeked, and some translucent, thickly stained liquid emerged from the head of Dad’s cock, slowly dripping down in thin, drooping strands. Dad’s right hand was still stroking my soaking wet pussy, and his left hand was taking turns rubbing the globes of my breasts. My pussy wanted his cock in it, but I was a little afraid of it. I knew it was wrong for a daughter to let her daddy touch her like that, but I just wanted him to touch me! Daddy’s thick middle finger plunged into my pussy, gently turning in and out.
Ahh! So cozy!
After a few minutes, he withdrew his fingers. He carefully climbed onto the bed, positioned himself between my wide-open legs, and then leaned over and pressed himself against me. He supported his weight on his elbows and knees, “pressing” against me, not “crushing” me. We were then overlapping in an “I” and a “Y”. He was the “I”, on top, and I was the upside down “Y”, on the bottom.
I felt something hard touching my fleshy pussy and I knew it was the head of Daddy’s cock. I was excited and scared at the same time. I wasn’t using any birth control and Daddy wasn’t wearing a condom, but I didn’t want to stop him. Daddy rubbed his glans up and down my wet slit, sometimes specifically teasing my clit.
After two minutes of this, he pushed his glans against my little entrance. I closed my eyes, thinking that Daddy wouldn’t really stick it in, not with his own daughter! I stayed still, wondering what the hell he was going to do. He stayed for a moment and I felt him push slightly, the head of his cock was already in my pussy! I didn’t make a sound, he pushed in again, I felt so bloated, he continued to shove, his cock seemed to come in a lot more, I felt a little pain, I knew I should have told him to stop this incestuous behavior in time, but somehow I just couldn’t do it.
I could hear his breathing becoming very heavy. He paused for a while and then pushed into me again, his cock going deeper and deeper, and I felt very bloated, but it did not hurt too much. I felt very swollen, but it didn’t hurt too much. He breathed heavily and continued to shrug and push for another two to three minutes, then he pushed against me, no longer able to move forward, he was all the way in. His kidney sacs were pressed against my ass cheeks and my pussy was swollen to saturation, I had never felt anything like it.
Dad paused for a moment and then began to shrug, gently pulling his cock out two or three inches and easing it back in again.
I’m in a little bit of pain, but it’s not too bad, I can live with it.
He repeated the motion of thrusting out and in, and after a hundred or two hundred thrusts, the range of thrusts gradually increased, and eventually it was maybe five or six inches. Every time he thrust, he would thrust to the very end, causing his kidney sacs to bump against my ass cheeks. He kept thrusting and humming with pleasure in his throat.
I don’t know how long dad will have to thrust, I can’t help but think of, once saw a male dog and female dog intercourse, the male dog climbed behind the female dog shrugged only ten or so, will retreat, but the prick is locked, can’t get out, the two dogs fart relative to be chained together, after nearly fifteen minutes to detach from, onlookers we all see, the male dog’s prick is still stiletto hard, stained with wet, strife red and oily.
Dad’s cock was rhythmically moving in and out of my pussy, and the feeling of pain had disappeared, replaced by an indescribable pleasure. When I peeked out, my dad’s handsome face was hanging in front of me, only four or five inches away, his eyes were closed, his chest slightly pressed against my breasts, his waist and hips regularly shrugged up and down, and the expression on his face showed that he was indulging in extreme pleasure.
After a few minutes, his cock sped up, faster and faster, with a low, beastly growl coming from his throat, and his kidney sacs kept ramming against my buttock cleavage at breakneck speed. I was sore and itchy… but suddenly he stopped thrusting, his cock plunged deep into me, his lower body pressed tightly against my pussy, his whole body tensed up, and I could feel him trembling.
“Ah! God!” Dad grunted out loud.
I felt a strange sensation inside me, and his glans grew so big that he ejaculated inside me… one, two, three times..! I didn’t realize that he’d ejaculated in his daughter’s body without any consequences, spilling his seed! He was still spitting out his semen and I didn’t know how long it would take for him to stop.
Dad’s glans finally stopped throbbing, but his cock didn’t shrink. After another two minutes, he pulled his still hard cock out of me and got up to get out of bed.
He put on his panties, kissed me lightly on my cherry lips, and left my bedroom, closing the door softly behind him. I couldn’t move for a moment and was in a state of shock. I was deeply convinced that it was all my own fault, I could have told him to stop, to abort this incestuous coitus, but I didn’t, and I let my father steal the scent of lust.
I reached down and touched my pussy, which was still a little sore, and my slit, thighs and ass crack were all sticky and wet. I wanted to get up and go to the bathroom to clean up, but I was tired, my thighs were weak, and I was worried about running into Dad on the way to the bathroom, which would be embarrassing. I managed to find my panties under the pillow and stuffed them over my eyes, tucking my legs together to keep them in place so that they wouldn’t drip and stain the bedsheets.
I remembered that the Wesleyan book had said that conception mostly occurs in the middle two weeks between the end of the period and the beginning of it again, and since I was just now getting my period, I probably wouldn’t be able to conceive that way! Of course, I realize that this is not an absolute guarantee. Looking at the clock on the radio, it was 11:55PM.
I lay on the bed for a long time, thinking about the wonderful pleasure of Daddy’s big cock going in and out of me. I sat up, put on my nightgown, pulled my panties over my mouth with my hands, stepped lightly into the bathroom, closed the door, and sat on the toilet, letting Daddy’s cum flow out of me. I couldn’t help but look down and see that it was a very thick, creamy white goo.
I went back to the bedroom, changed into another pair of clean panties, and covered myself with a sheet to sleep. I had not yet had an orgasm tonight, but at the moment I didn’t care. There was just some inexplicable panic in my mind, and it took a long time before I finally fell asleep without realizing it.
The next morning, Dad was his usual self, as if nothing had happened during the night. I pretended that nothing had happened, but all I could think about was his cock and the fact that he had ejaculated in me.
For the next two nights, I was not sexy for some reason. Each night I slept in my panties with a sheet over me, and Dad didn’t come to my bedroom.
It was the third night after being raped by my father. I felt a strong sense of sexual desire in my heart again. I didn’t wear any pajamas, took off my panties, and lay down completely naked. I covered half of my body below the waist with a sheet, and reached out my hand to slowly caress the crevice, and a gust of pleasure came to me. Suddenly I heard the sound of the door knob turning, so I hurriedly took my hand away and closed my eyes to pretend to be asleep.
Dad gently pushed the door inside, then gently closed and unlocked it, and walked over to the bed. I squinted and peeked, Dad was wearing only a pair of panties, his crotch seemed to bulge in a small mound. He gazed at me for a moment, and I knew he was looking at my breasts, and his crotch immediately rose again. He then removed the sheet covering my lower body. As soon as he saw my nakedness, his breathing immediately accelerated and became heavy.
“Ah! It’s so beautiful! It’s beautiful!” He murmured softly.
He quickly removed his underwear, and his eight-inch long thick cock immediately “popped” out, and it looked like a small steel cannon with a 60-degree angle upwards. Thinking of the night before, it had ravaged in me and picked my virgin center of flower, I couldn’t help but feel a fluttering of the heart, and water came out of my small center involuntarily.
My legs were apart, but not too far apart. Dad reached between my legs with his right hand and stroked my flesh. My slit became even wetter and he rubbed his fingers in it for a while. He withdrew his hand and gently spread my legs wide apart, then carefully climbed onto the bed, placing his lower body between my splayed thighs and pressing himself lightly against me. The two of us were again in the form of an “I” and an inverted “Y”.
Dad forced my legs apart and then raised my knees up so that my pussy protruded outward even more.
My conscience told me that I should stop him right away and not continue with this unethical act of lust, but somehow I just lay down and pretended to sleep, letting my father do whatever he wanted.
Dad stuffed the glans into my vagina, then gently push up his hips and inserted his big hard and thick cock into me inch by inch, every time he pushed it inward Dad would let out a low moan of pleasure in his throat, as if he was feeling a great deal of joy. Although I did not feel the same pain as the night before when I was penetrated for the first time, but the walls of my vagina were stretched open by the head of his cock minute by minute, and it was so tight and uncomfortable. Luckily, my vagina was already filled with lustful water, which greatly reduced the pain of my tightness.
I felt Daddy thrusting deeper and deeper, the eight inches of hardened male genitalia had fully entered my belly, and the firm bulging kidney sacs pressed against my groin. My pussy was filled with Daddy’s powerful genitals, which made me very excited, but still a little scared. Once the cock was all the way in, Daddy was still for a moment before he began his pumping motion.
Dad withdrew his big cock almost completely, leaving only the glans inside, and immediately plunged it in again, letting out a pleasant moan, shrugging his hips rhythmically, and repeating this in-and-out motion over and over again, gently pounding on my dripping, not-yet-fully-developed little .
I felt very relaxed after he did this for a long time, and I tried my best not to moan, but my body was not in control, and I could not help but raise my hips slightly to meet dad’s thrusts.
He increased the speed of his strokes, and as he moved his cock in and out of my pussy, I felt an indescribably sensual relief, which grew stronger and stronger. I could tell from my dad’s grunts that he too was enjoying himself immensely. Suddenly, with his genitals deep inside me and not moving, Daddy stopped. He was breathing evenly, as if he was trying his best to contain his excitement. He stopped for almost a minute before he resumed pumping.
This time he only pulled his cock out about halfway, and then inserted it again, thrusting much faster than earlier, and increasing the force of his thrusts, no longer a gentle slow pumping, but a tight and furious pounding of my pussy.
My insides were sore and swollen from his violent raping, and it was too good to be true! I was tense, more tense, ah! It was as if a balloon had exploded, my mind went blank, a hot stream gushed out of my abdomen, and in a haze, my vagina automatically spasmed with intense spasms… I had an indescribable orgasm that I had never experienced before.
Dad began a round of faster, harder, furious thrusts.
“Ah! God! Yes! That’s it! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!” Dad whimpered, his whole body hardening.
I felt him cumming, violently! Even though it was only a few short seconds of cumming, I felt my dad’s cum flooding and filling my pussy.
I could hardly believe that I was letting my dad rape me again, cum inside me, and reach an intense orgasm!
Dad was also weak, his arms and legs were slack and he could no longer support his weight. He pressed on top of me, and I felt that he was so heavy, I still closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep, I could hear his heavy breathing. It was a while before he pulled out his hard rubber tube-like prick and climbed up. He put his panties back on, kissed me lightly on the lips, and kissed one of my breasts.
“Good night! My beautiful princess!” He murmured softly, and went out to leave.
I lay on my bed, my mind starting to wander again. Why did I let Daddy rape me again? Now my pussy was filled with Daddy’s cum, and the depths of my cunt were full of his seed. Why is this happening?
I flattened my knees down, felt for my underpants under the pillow, and tucked them between my leg forks, straightening my legs and clenching them to keep my semen from leaking out so I wouldn’t stain the mattress. I wanted to go to the bathroom to clean up, but I thought I’d better wait a little longer before I ran into Dad or Mom, but I fell asleep without realizing it.
When I opened my eyes again, it was seven in the morning. I put on my robe and went to the bathroom, there was still some residual creamy, thickly stained semen in me, I sat on the toilet and let it run out, and expelled a rather inflated amount of urine. I showered and washed my entire body and went back to my room to dress before going downstairs for breakfast.
It’s Saturday and I’m already up later than usual. My dad had prepared breakfast for me with orange juice, scrambled eggs, bacon, toasted English muffin and other favorite foods, probably knowing when I would come downstairs. He had already eaten breakfast and was reading the morning paper and drinking coffee.
“Did you sleep okay?” Dad asked.
I didn’t know how I was going to answer, I was quite disturbed in my mind and I just nodded my head and went back down to my meal. Dad’s calm and steady demeanor confused me a little and made me feel a little uncomfortable. He had already ejaculated in me twice, I could have gotten pregnant, but he acted as if nothing had happened! He continued to look at the newspaper.
After breakfast, I went out to visit my close friend, Lisa, for a casual conversation. We talked about everything, but of course I didn’t tell her about the sex I had with Dad. Being with her took my mind off the things my dad was doing to me at night. We also talked about the boys in school and then we did some homework together.
I didn’t get home until it was almost time for dinner. After dinner I went upstairs to my bedroom. I took off my clothes and put on my pajamas. I turned on my computer and put on my headphones to listen to a CD while I found some information about the French Revolution on the Internet to use in a report I was preparing for a history class. I then went into the Internet’s Chat Rooms to chat with a few people. At eight o’clock I got off the Internet, sat on my bed, leaned over, turned on the TV, and browsed through the different channels at random.
At about nine o’clock, there was a tap on the door of the room.
“Who is it?” I asked.
“It’s me, can I come in?” It was Dad’s voice.
I didn’t know what he wanted at this time. I looked at myself and saw that the parts of my body that were not properly exposed had been covered, so I said, “Yes, please come in.”
Dad came in and closed the door behind him. He had just gotten out of the shower and was wearing a bathrobe as he walked over to the bed and sat down. I was sitting on the bed with my back on a pillow, my pajamas were not very long and most of my legs were exposed. Last night’s scene came back to my mind, and my insides immediately became hot.
“Do you feel okay?” He asked, watching me.
“It’s okay, I guess.” I replied.
“Last night was a very special night.” He said calmly.
I didn’t know how I was going to answer and bowed my head in silence.
“Is it still mad at me?” He asked.
“I just feel confused in my mind. You shouldn’t have ejaculated inside me, I could have gotten pregnant from that.”
I couldn’t help but miss the words.
He reaches out with both hands and takes me over to him, embracing me lightly in his arms. “There’s no way I’m getting you pregnant.” He said.
“What?” I was a little confused.
“I couldn’t get you pregnant. After your brother was born, Mommy didn’t want to have any more children, and I already had a vasectomy that year.” He replied.
He started massaging my back. I always wondered what kind of birth control Mom and Dad used. Turns out they use this method. I felt so good under his massage, and with us cuddling like this, it reminded me of last night again, and my pussy started to get moist.
He first kissed me lightly on my cheeks, and then kissed my cherry lips. He was on my cherry lips for a while, kissing me softly and gently. My body started to react and I wanted to have sex with him so badly.
“I know you are into sex, and last night you had felt relief.” He kissed my forehead, rambling softly. His lips returned to my cherry lips, but this time he kissed me passionately, honeyed and lover-like.
I felt my nightgown lift and one of his hands cover my right breast, stroking it tenderly. His tongue parted my cherry lips and entered my mouth, and from time to time he would take my tongue and suck on it. Being hugged, stroked and honey-kissed by Daddy was so intoxicating that my pussy and the crotch of my panties were soaked. After Daddy had kissed me for a long time, he removed my hooded nightgown and all that was left of me was my little bikini panties.
“You’re beautiful!” He whispered, his voice becoming ragged. He stood up and untied his robe. Rene wasn’t wearing any underwear, and he was already completely naked, his big cock standing tall, the veins on the rod showing, the glans purple and oily.
He approached me, laid me flat on my back, hooked the fingers of both hands around the waist of my panties and slipped them off, tossing them aside. He bent down and moved his head closer to my pussy. I didn’t know what he wanted until I felt his tongue licking my damp slit. I felt a sudden and overwhelming sexual arousal and he stopped licking.
“Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee! Do you want anyone to hear?” He whispered sharply. I was completely unaware that I had screamed out.
His tongue returned to my lips, licking them up and down. Wave after wave of pleasure came in bursts, and I tried my best to be careful not to scream out, but I couldn’t stand it and couldn’t help but let out a low moan like a complaint. My mind was filled with sexual pleasure and my body was getting more and more tense. Daddy thrust his fingers into my pussy and I felt I was approaching orgasm. It was his cock I needed, not a finger!
“Stick your cock in it!” I grunted muffled.
“Are you sure?” Dad asked.
“Yes yes yes yes yes yes ！！！！！” I replied.
Daddy quickly climbed on top of me and quickly pushed his prick deep into my pussy. At this point I didn’t care if the sky was falling, all I wanted was the wonderful feeling of Daddy’s long, thick, hard cock in me! His cock began to move and pleasure flooded my mind.
A violent orgasm flooded in, my lust gushed out wildly, and my vagina contracted and spasmed intensely.
As the violent orgasm dwindled, Daddy began to thrust rapidly, pressing down on my pussy, grinding and swirling it to the top. My pussy was “giggling and gurgling” under Daddy’s thrusts.
“Ah! So sore! So swollen! So… so good!”
A few minutes later, I was driven to orgasm again by Daddy’s tight assault! Daddy’s breathing became very ragged as his hips rapidly shrugged and his cock flew in and out of my pussy like a piston in an engine. Suddenly, I felt his cock swell even larger as he pushed as deeply as he could into my pussy and began to cum hard. Ten seconds later, he was done, but he didn’t pull out, leaving it inside.
He hugged me so tightly that my rounded nipple globes were crushed into pancakes by his strong chest. He kissed me closely and I spit out my lilac tongue for him to suck on.
“That was great!” He said, pulling his still hard cock out of my overflowing pussy of lust and cum and standing up.
“Dad, are you sure I won’t get pregnant?” I asked.
“Of course, absolutely not!” Dad replied with certainty.
Dad never lied to me, I trusted him, though I was still a little scared inside. “You should go, it’ll raise suspicion for a long time.” I said.
“Ketty, my beautiful princess, I love you so much!” He said, redressing in his robe.
“Daddy, I love you too!” I replied from the bottom of my heart.
Dad took me into his arms once again, “No more worrying and rambling, right?” There was care in his tone.
“No.” I replied, the truth was I was still a little worried and scared.
Dad walked out. I found my panties and put them on, then my pajamas again. I lay on the bed, my mind again in turmoil as I tried to make sense of it all. I had already let Dad do it three times, and I really thought it was a wonderful treat. The truth was that I just wanted his big cock in me, and I just wanted him to cum in me, and that was the only way I could feel truly happy and satisfied!
Dad’s semen slowly spilled out of me and I got up and went to the bathroom to let it drip into the toilet. Seeing the white, cloudy semen, I wondered if there was any swimming sperm in there at all. It wasn’t that I didn’t believe my dad, but the books said that ligations were sometimes not 100% guaranteed to work.
Back in bed I was still a little restless and ruminating. What am I going to do? I wasn’t supposed to have sex with my own dad, but I had already done it three times with him! If mom found out, she would probably kill me and dad would be sent to jail. I really need to talk to my dad, I definitely don’t want to see him in jail along with his nice big cute cock.
The next day was Sunday and I went back to Lisa’s house after lunch. While the two of us were alone in her private room, I asked her, “Have you ever thought about having sex with a man?”
“It’s been on my mind all day lately! What about you?” She asked.
“Me too. It’s a little unnatural to say the least, sometimes I actually fantasize about my dad.” I said.
“You’re so lucky! Your dad is so handsome! My dad, on the other hand, is an ugly fat guy! I often fantasize about your dad too!” She replied.
Lisa’s dad was fat and pot-bellied, but not ugly. In fact, he had always been kind and approachable to people.
“Have you really thought about my dad?” I asked.
“Yeah! Every time I get close to your dad, I get horny and mine gets hot.” She said.
“I know my dad had a vasectomy a long time ago and sex with him should be safe. If you really want to, why don’t you come over to my house that day and stay the night? Maybe we can try and get you close to him, and maybe he’ll take good care of your little fever!” I said, half-heartedly and jokingly.
“I can’t be sure. Do you think he’ll like me and fuck me?” Lisa asked.
“Ah! I think he is very fond of you! And he has often asked me about you! I feel that he has a great, hot interest in you.”
I was actually lying, but I had the certainty that Dad would be willing to have sex with Lisa, especially if it was up to me to ask for such a proposal. Lisa was quite beautiful, and I guess it was an unexpected and erotic encounter for Dad, just the way it was meant to be.
“Eh, if he really likes me, I think I’m willing to try with him… but I’m scared.” She said.
“If you really want to, I’ll make some arrangements for you, so you don’t have to worry. How about this: you come over to my house next Saturday, and you’re scheduled to stay in my room for the night (sleep over). We’ll make it possible for my dad to have sex with you, ah! I think that would be wonderful!” I said.
“Really? That’s great!” She replied seemingly quite mesmerized.
It was 3:00 p.m. when I got home, and my dad was the only one home, and he was in the TV room watching American soccer, which he had always been a fan of. I wasn’t a big soccer fan, but I walked in and sat diagonally across from my dad, intending to take advantage of being alone with him to talk about what was on my mind, but I didn’t know how to start.
“Daddy, do you like my body?” I asked a little coyly.
Dad looked at me and turned off his love of soccer now TV.
“Ketty, your body is so beautiful, it really mesmerizes me, and I have to tell you that me fucking you is the greatest enjoyment I’ve ever had in my life, I’m so happy! I am so happy! However, I do realize that if you have too much hesitation or worry in your mind to continue having sex with me, I will comply with your wishes. I would never want to see you feel conflicted in your head and upset or hate me.” Dad said with affectionate silence and sincerity.
“No! I didn’t mean that. Dad, I’m fine, really fine, don’t you worry. I don’t want you to stop, I want you to keep loving me like that. The only thing I’m worried about is that I’m afraid that someone will find out, I don’t want you to be put in jail.” I said.
“You really think so?” He asked.
“Yes.” I replied.
“Ketty, I’m so glad you feel this way, and I had hoped you would. I was afraid you would think about it and feel conflicted. Now I am relieved! Yes, I agree that we have to be very careful to keep the secret, and I wouldn’t like to be put in jail. Come! Give Daddy a hug!” He said.
I stood up and walked over to sit on his lap. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me lightly with all four lips pressed together, then in a lover’s kiss, Dad seemed to be trying to suck my lips and tongue in. We were both very emotional, and I felt my dad’s prick, sitting under my ass, harden.
“It’s better to go to your room.” Dad suggested.
I got up and went first, followed by Dad. As soon as I entered the bedroom I quickly stripped off my clothes and in an instant I was lying on my back completely naked. Dad was just as quick, and a second later he was on his side beside me. He began to fondle my tits, which were soothing, and as I was already wet, he reached out with his big hairy hands and pressed them against my pussy.
“Do you like mine?” I asked.
“Ah! God! I love your beauty!” Dad said.
His body entered between my legs. I bent my legs from the knees and raised them up, spreading them from side to side. He was about to insert his cock into me, shrugging it inward and pushing it deeper and deeper, and it finally penetrated all the way in, with the kidney capsule reporting to me in my buttock cleavage. Today should be the most fertile period for my eggs. I wonder if Dad’s surgery really worked. I wonder if Dad’s surgery really worked. Maybe it did, as evidenced by the fact that Mom didn’t get pregnant again for many years.
Daddy’s cock started pumping in and out. Ahh! It was so comfortable! He kept shrugging his hips up and down, over and over again I, hard glans drilling and grinding every corner of my heart, my flesh is sore and swollen, there are indescribable hard and pleasure, a few minutes later, the feeling is getting closer and closer. On top of me, my dad kept letting out low grunts, and I knew from his facial expression that he was also enjoying a great deal of pleasure.
“Faster!” I demanded with a gasp.
Dad immediately accelerated, thrusting hard, like a bucking bronco. He was breathing heavily, gasping for breath, and ravaging my pussy. My orgasm was getting closer and closer… After a few minutes, I was suddenly overwhelmed by a very strong feeling of pleasure, and my pussy spasmed involuntarily, squeezing my father’s thick cock from one side to the other.
With a heavy low growl, my father’s lower body stiffened, his cock grew even thicker, and after a few dozen more furious strokes, he ejaculated deeply and tightly into my pussy. I could feel his glans spurting, and I couldn’t help but have another orgasm, and a stream of lewd water came out of my pussy, and then I lost consciousness.
When I came back to my senses, I realized that my dad, still pressed tightly against me in his lower body and supporting his upper body weight on his elbows, was leaning over and sucking on the tips of my nipples. He smiled at me as he saw me waking up, then pulled out his still swollen and hard cock and rolled over onto his back.
He kissed me tenderly: “How do you feel? Kitty, I’d love to do it again! But your mom’s coming home soon, so we have to get dressed before she gets back.”
“Daddy, you make me feel so good! …Daddy, Lisa likes you a lot too, would you like to have sex with her if she wants to?” I asked.
“What?” Dad was obviously not expecting this at all: “Your friend, the beautiful and lovely Lisa?!”
“Yeah! That’s her! What do you think?” I asked.
“I can’t believe… won’t you care?” He asked.
“I wouldn’t care. I’d love to see you her. I’ve already made a date with her to come and play and stay the night with me next Saturday.” I told Dad.
“Well, I will do as you will. Will she be a virgin?” Dad asked.
“She must be a virgin.” I replied.
I could tell that answer pleased Dad, and tucked his big, not yet softened, still quite swollen cock back into his underwear, dressed, embraced me once more, and said, “I should get out of your bedroom in a hurry.”
I got up, wiped my pussy with a handkerchief, added an absorbent pad for menstruation to the crotch of my underpants, dressed and walked out of the bedroom. I passed the door to the TV room where Dad was watching soccer on TV and he smiled at me and I smiled back.
I was a little thirsty, so I went to the kitchen fridge and grabbed a soda.
Right on time! Mom just happened to be home.
Mom agreed to have Lisa come over to my house this weekend to hang out with me and stay the night.
Dad still checked the door to my bedroom every night before bed as usual, but didn’t come in for two nights in a row.
Wednesday night at 10:00 p.m., Dad finally came again. He locked the door, took off his underwear and came to my bed and hugged me, who was completely naked. Without a word, he began to rub and fondle my breasts and pussy. I had been waiting for a long time and was slightly tickled by a trickle of lust. I couldn’t stop thinking about Daddy’s big lovely cock, hoping that it would hurry up and penetrate my pussy and push me hard.
Just as I had hoped, Daddy climbed on top of me, pressed himself against me and thrust his thick hard genitals in and started pumping. From time to time, his fingers touched my clit in my slit and his right hand kneaded the tips and globes of my breasts.
Slowly, he aggravated the force of penetration, a moment of long drive, tightly pressed my pussy grinding and swirling; a moment of only half of the cock flying shallow pumping seven or eight times, and then once again heavy deep penetration. I was so excited by him, sore and itchy, I gasped and moaned, lifting my thighs high, my calves tightly hooked to my dad’s waist, constantly shrugging up my pussy to meet his penetration. I was dripping with lust and gurgling under Daddy’s powerful thrusts.
“Ketty! It’s so beautiful! I’m going to kill you!” Daddy gasped. He kissed me and sucked on my sweet little tongue.
“Daddy, I want to be connected to you like this forever and ever! I love your big cock so much!” I gasped back.
Fifteen minutes later, Daddy brought me to orgasm. He paused for a moment to allow me to catch my breath, and then went back on the offensive, ravaging my aching pussy. Every three or four minutes I felt another orgasm, I was so comfortable and overwhelmed. Suddenly I thought of Lisa, if only she were here right now to defend me from the onslaught of Daddy’s big, hard, lovely, hateful cock.
I was dying of orgasm, and my body was so weak and limp that I was being raped by my father. I knew that Daddy had ejaculated in me, but it seemed that he hadn’t stopped at all.
In a haze I heard him say, “Oh, it’s twelve o’clock! It’s twelve o’clock, I have to go!” He kissed me, fondled my breasts again, pulled out his thick, lovely prick, put on his panties, and whispered in my ear: “Good night, Kitty, my beautiful princess, I love you!” And he hurried out of the room, closing the door behind him.
The next day I told Lisa about my plan. She was a little hesitant at first, but I explained to her that there was no risk and no chance of conception, and she agreed completely. She began to look forward to Saturday and the prospect of my father exploring her virginity. Of course, she didn’t realize that my father had already taken my virginity.
My plan was for Lisa to bring a sleeping bag and place it in the center of my room and sleep on it naked. When Dad came to check on us, we pretended to be asleep. Seeing a naked girl, Dad might (in fact, I know it’s not “might”, it’s “will”) try to pick Lisa’s heart out. But I told Lisa that I couldn’t guarantee that this “lure her into the pot” plan would come to fruition, it all depended on whether or not Dad would come in and steal her scent (of course I knew the answer was yes).
Lisa asked me what she would think if it was my mom who came to see her sleeping naked. I said it didn’t matter, she would just think it was “weird” at best. We both burst out laughing.
On Saturday Lisa came to my house for dinner, as she had promised. I noticed Lisa glancing at my dad from time to time with a look of approval and joy in her eyes. It was obvious that Lisa had long had a crush on my dad, but somehow I had never noticed or even thought about it. The main course for dinner was my dad’s steak Londonbroil, grilled to perfection, juicy and delicious.
By 9:00 p.m., we were in my bedroom. Lisa looked excited. We played a CD and talked some more about what we had seen in school. Her sleeping bag was positioned next to my bed so that my bed would be a good lookout later.
At ten-thirty, we bathed and cleansed ourselves one after another and went to bed.
Lisa was lying outside her sleeping bag, topless with small panties on underneath. She was beautiful, her skin was milky white and almost transparent, her dark brown hair shone, and her breasts were angularly tapered and appeared to be slightly larger than mine.
“Take off your panties.” I said.
She was a little bit hesitant or scared; I knew this state of mind very well, and I had been on the same journey a few weeks ago that she was on now. So I said, “If you don’t want to take it off, don’t force it.”
Lisa smiled at me, “I do want to take them off, but I’m a little scared.” She began to remove her panties.
I saw her dark brown oily sexual hair. She took off her panties and hid them under her pillow. Unlike my bare, hairless pussy, her plump pussy was covered in sex hair. I hoped Daddy would like her hairy pussy.
“Now lie on your back and spread your thighs apart.” I said.
Lisa did as she was told, and I turned off the headlights, leaving a small nightlight in the room so that everything was still visible. I lifted up the hem of my robe, slipped my hand into my panties and began to tweak my pussy. I thought I was in for a good show tonight.
I waited anxiously, fearing that Lisa would change her mind and quit. I waited and waited (in fact, it was only a few minutes!). Finally, the door to the room opened, and Dad, dressed only in his underwear, entered the room and locked the door behind him.
He approached Lisa and looked down at her sprawling jade body and his panties immediately bulged. Lisa closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, while I lay on the edge of the bed and watched with my eyes wide open. Dad took off his underwear, and his eight-inch long thick cock rose upwards, and I could see that the body of Dad’s cock was not straight, but the front half of it was curved upwards in a slightly curved shape.
He knelt beside Lisa, reached down and fondled her right breast, played with it for a while, then fondled her left breast, going back and forth several times before reaching under Lisa’s belly and fondling her pussy. Dad looked up at me and I smiled back at him, and he smiled back at me.
He stroked Lisa’s pussy lips and slit for several minutes, Lisa’s breasts and tits visibly heaving up and down. Dad knelt in between her thighs, leaned up, propped himself up on his hands, his cock approaching her pussy, his legs straight down, supported by his knees, his ass slightly raised, and his glans entered Lisa’s slit. He held the rod with one hand, letting the glans grind up and down between the slits. It was obvious that Lisa’s slit was already dripping with lust, and the glans slid easily in and out of the slit.
After a minute or two, he moved his glans to the entrance of his vagina below the slit, his hips pushed forward, his glans plunged into his eyes, and he paused, presumably to allow Lisa’s vagina time to adjust to the head of his big cock.
After a while, Dad’s ass began a small back and forth slight shrug, and his cock disappeared minute by minute into Lisa’s pussy. At this point I heard Lisa seem to be taking deep breaths, her little mouth was slightly open, her eyes were closed, and her face was a little tense. I knew she was about to lose her virginity.
Dad gave one more big push, and then continued to push steadily forward. The front of his 8-inch cock had already entered Lisa’s belly, and there were still 4 inches out… 3 inches out… 2 inches out… 1 inch out… half an inch out… Finally, the whole of his big cock was inside Lisa’s hairy, virginal pussy.
He stopped shrugging, his left thumb tweaked the nub of Lisa’s slit, and his right hand took turns rubbing both of her white, pointy stiletto breasts, pinching the pale red nipples. Lisa’s eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily, as if she couldn’t catch her breath.
My fingers tweaked my clit faster, and I felt the sensuality grow stronger.
Dad started pumping in and out. His cock was pulling out of Lisa’s pussy and disappearing into her pussy, and it was so sexy to see his cock meet her pussy! My closest confidant was having her virginal tenderness taken by my dad ! So sexy! My fingers flicked my clit in my slit.
Dad’s thrusts increased in amplitude and speed, he was moaning lowly and I knew he was enjoying the beauty of Lisa’s tenderness. He kept going, rhythmically, over and over again.
Twenty minutes passed… I heard the sound of male and female genitals rubbing together… Every time Dad thrust, Lisa’s body was forced upwards, and her tits were made to jiggle up and down.
Dad was thrusting even faster, a low, animalistic growl escaping from his mouth as he thrust hard and fast. Lisa’s eyes were still closed tightly, but I could hear the very low moan that sounded like a gulp or a sob that she was trying so hard to hold back that she couldn’t stop it.
Dad slowed down his thrusts, stroking Lisa’s breasts, her thighs, her clitoris… After a few minutes, he sped up Lisa’s tenderness… He repeated this several times… Suddenly, Dad’s body straightened up, and he groaned loudly. He was ejaculating inside Lisa! I felt an intense sensation in my head, and a flood of warm water gushed out, and I had an orgasm, which was so pleasurable.
I heard Lisa taking a big breath. I wondered if I had been like that the first time Daddy had cum in my pussy, so nervous that I couldn’t breathe and needed to take a big breath.
After a long interval, Daddy leaned over and kissed the tips of Lisa’s tits gently, then withdrew the still stiff and wet cock from Lisa’s pussy. He looked at his watch, stood up sharply, put his underwear back on, tucked his big, still-soft cock into his pants, and gently walked out, closing the door behind him. I looked at the clock on the radio and it was twelve o’clock midnight.
“Lisa, how do you feel? Comfortable?” I asked.
“At first it hurt a little, but it wasn’t too bad, then… it was very sore, but it was also comfortable… I could feel him ejaculating inside me… are you sure I won’t get pregnant?” As she said this, she closed her legs, which had been spread apart for more than an hour, and fished out her panties from under the pillow and put them on. I knew her panties would be a mess in the morning.
“I’m pretty sure you’ll never get pregnant.” I told her.
“Do you think he likes me?” Lisa asked.
“There’s no doubt about that. I saw him look so happy and enjoying himself when he was at you, he must have really liked you . Would you like to play with him again? Would you want him to play with you again?” I asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe.” She replied.
“Good! That’s it! Now let’s sleep!” I said.
The next morning Lisa told me that she was still quite sore and her panties were a damp mess. She changed into the clean panties she had brought with her and washed the soiled ones and hung them in my room to dry.
At the breakfast table, Lisa’s cheeks flushed when she saw my dad. My dad, as usual, smiled warmly and attentively as he fixed a rich and delicious breakfast for Lisa and me.
I think Dad should be very happy about last night’s windfall.
I was sure that this was the beginning of an intimate friendship between the three of us. In due course I would tell Lisa about my special relationship with Daddy and I didn’t care if Lisa shared my handsome, strong and gentle Daddy. With the three of us together, Lisa and I could take turns taking the pounding of Daddy’s big cock, which might save us from being alone and being left to die by Daddy over and over again, while his cock still wouldn’t go soft and wasn’t satisfied.
I thought that Lisa and I should be able to satisfy Dad sexually and we could both fully enjoy the taste of Dad’s lovely big cock.
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The fifth chapter of the Western stealing incense finally all keyed, although proofread a few times, inevitably there are still typos, please readers forgive me. Western steal incense too much information, “Western steal incense collection” for the time being, this is the end, a short period of time will not continue to translate.
I am grateful for the encouragement and praise from senior writers and readers of Yuan Yuan, the software sent by Ancient Snake and Lin Tong, the layout organized by Elderly Man, and the assistance of HKBoy in correcting errors in the posting of the version, so thank you.