I quite like to read articles or movies about incest, perhaps in this hypocritical and everywhere ethical and moral reality, that seems to be an invisible liberation. Of course, I let it happen in my life.
The man, my father, was lying naked and asleep on my lap. I rubbed my slightly bulging stomach with one hand and ruffled his slightly gray hair with the other, knowing that this incestuous mistake deserved closure. At least for my mother, who had wanted to leave the house a few times over the matter.
It started when I moved back home after divorcing my husband… I didn’t know what was so bad about me that I wasn’t as good as Kien Minh, my ex-husband’s woman. No matter what I tried, he wouldn’t even touch me.
After returning to my parents’ home, I drank almost every night, and the temporary anesthesia of alcohol had become the best way to escape from myself. Although I was divorced from Jianming, I knew that I would never be able to forget the time I spent with him.
I really drank a lot that night, and the alcohol level was so high that I couldn’t focus my thoughts, but that’s what I wanted.
”Mandy, look at how drunk you are!” Dad said somewhat angrily as I struggled up the stairs and into the house.
Looking at the wall clock, it was past two.
‘Dad! You didn’t go to sleep at auntie’s house?!’ I looked at my father and giggled.
In the month or so since I had moved back home, it was the first time I had seen my father stay at home at night. The fact that my father, who works in construction, has a concubine outside the home is something I’ve known about since I was fourteen years old. My mother always said that it was all my father’s fault that I was the way I was.
‘Mom’s asleep?!’
‘She says she’s going to the temple in the mountains for a few days!’ Dad said offhandedly, looking at the newspaper.
Looking at the PLAY light on the VCR above the TV, while the TV was showing an HBO movie, I knew that my dad had rented some adult tapes to watch, and that Jianming was very much like my dad. Two months after our wedding, I woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom because I had to pee, and I found Jianming masturbating in the living room while watching a video.
(Men are somewhat perverted.) The thought in my mind was the conclusion I came to long after I surprised Kemin by asking him.
Thinking about it, her pussy was actually a bit unusually wet without realizing it.
‘I’m going to bed.’ I guess I should be like Dad, needing an undisturbed space to work out my physical necessities.
After only a few steps, the thick liquid of stomach acid rushed strongly down my throat, and I hurriedly looked for something to dump it in. Seeing this, my dad hurriedly grabbed the trash can beside me and came towards me.
‘Look at you…’ Dad’s high-pitched voice woke up my tearful eyes.
I wiped the residue from my lips and looked at my father, who I’d thrown up all over, and breathlessly said I was sorry.
‘That’s just enough!’ Dad left an indignant voice as he helped me into my room and walked out.
I don’t know how long I had been lying there, but the alcohol was once again fermenting, strongly stimulating the chaotic brain, and that strong desire to vomit made me rush from my room into the bathroom. Of course, I couldn’t care less about my father who was taking a shower in the bathroom.
I hugged the toilet and kept on vomiting, sitting helplessly on the floor next to the bathtub, looking at my father who stayed by the side, tears like a faucet with the switch turned off, kept on flooding out.
‘Dad! Dad! … I’m really sorry.’ I mumbled.
‘Jianming is ignoring me and not even touching me. Am I really that bad?!’
As I said that, I pulled off the half-wet blouse, and pulled the bra down from shoulder to elbow with all my might, and my whole tit popped out, and I looked at my father while holding it up. Although it wasn’t that big, it hadn’t changed its shape over time, or at least that’s what I thought.
‘Dad! Am I really that badly developed?’ I crawled over to my father, who was sitting frozen in the tub, and without waiting for an answer, grabbed his hand and fondled my tits.
‘Am I small? Dad! Tell me, why does Jianming go out and find other women? Is it not stiff enough?’
‘Mandy! You… forget it, forget it, feelings are hard to talk about.’ Dad seemed a little embarrassed and confused and swallowed. Drawing back his hand, he spoke.
‘Even you hate me!’ I cried out somewhat hysterically as I leaned against the wall.
‘I lose that bit to other women!’ I said as I tugged off my skirt and slid it downward.
‘Mandy! What are you doing?!’ Dad raised his voice, warning me about my continued movements.
”Dad! I’m your daughter, even you don’t want to formalize my body?!” I capriciously ignored my father’s reaction and continued to take off my bottoms.
‘Dad! Tell me. With all the women you have, how am I different from the others! You see I pee with it just as much, don’t you?’
I parted the petals of my pussy lips with both hands as vigorously as I could, letting my meaty hole squirt golden piss wide open.
”Min’er, you’re hurting your body like this, go to your room, change your clothes and go to sleep!” Dad walked out from the bathtub, squatted beside me and hugged me, deeply afraid that I would do something like that again.
‘I don’t want it!’
My entire body lay helplessly in my dad’s lap, my arms wrapped around his waist, and the pain in my head from the alcohol fueled headache forced me to rock my face to grind against his thighs to reduce some of the drunkenness.
Maybe it was because of my actions one after another, dad was a little bit excited by me. Suddenly, I realized that my dad’s penis was springing upward, and I don’t know whether it was because of the alcohol or because I wanted to prove something, but I gently licked my dad’s penis with the tip of my tongue.
Dad’s entire body shuddered as if electrified, then quickly pushed my head away.
‘Minnie! You… go to your room and sleep, quickly.’
‘Dad! I want to. I haven’t for ages.’ I pivoted away from my dad’s hand and pressed my entire body against the floor in one smooth motion.
‘Mandy… this is not right.’ My father was busy propping up the floor with his hands while looking at me with some confusion.
I didn’t care what my father’s scruples were, and I forgot about whether or not those worldly morals would allow me to do so, as I moved my hands from my thighs to my father’s crotch, and worked my penis back and forth. To be honest, I still can’t figure out why I was so bold at that time.
Lustful atmosphere, warmed the whole heart of the fire of desire, oral masturbation alternation, so that Dad gave up the idea of persuading me, and slowly moved to sit on the edge of the bathtub extension, holding my head, legs wide open to enjoy my services.
Seeing my dad’s tanned penis unusually firm made me quite surprised that he was still so energetic. I used the tip of my tongue to continuously lick around the nerve granules at the tip of the glans, extending the veins on the penis from top to bottom.
Dad’s penis wasn’t as thick as my husband Jianming’s, but what I found interesting was that there was a half-sized mole on his penis, and on the mole there were a few short, thick hairs growing. I was curious and touched it with my hand, but it was a bit prickly.
‘Auntie must be very happy.’ I grinned wickedly. At the same time taking hold of Daddy’s cock and guiding it into my long wet and eager honey hole.
The moment the glans pierced in, I was so moved that I wanted to cry. The feeling of a long-lost physical encounter was so mesmerizing.
I sank my waist down hard, extremely curious to feel the goat’s-eye-like penis with my vagina. I realized that it wasn’t only men who were perverted when the pleasure that came from my honey hole, which hadn’t been fucked in a long time, felt like a tearing sensation.
‘Oh! Dad… it feels so good!’ I couldn’t help but cry out in satisfaction as my labia flopped.
‘Go back to your room and do it!’ Dad said as he picked me up with one hand around my ass and one hand on my back.
I was so horny that I didn’t care if Daddy held me or not. As he walked, I wiggled my hips, enjoying the pleasure from the vibrations of walking.
Seeing my prodigal ways, Daddy slapped his hands on my hips while jerking his hips to match my writhing.
‘Dad, hit me! I’m a bad daughter!’ I cried out obliviously with the gusts of slapping against the heat.
‘You prodigal hoof!’ Daddy put me on the bed and pumped his cock hard.
The scraping of her cunt by her father’s rapid in and out brought out an instant orgasm that she hadn’t had in a long time. Slightly hot and more than a little lewd, my father smiled weakly in satisfaction.
‘How does it feel?’ Dad asked softly in my ear as he slowed down his pumping.
‘So cozy.’ I winked.
‘Dad, that mole of yours… makes me feel so good…’
‘It gets even better.’ Dad said with a lewd grin when he saw my prodigal face.
Then I stiffened my body and gradually accelerated the rocking of my waist and hips, and the way my penis pumped changed from a large in-and-out motion to a deep, intensive friction. The pleasure of the continuous impact on my uterus and the itchiness of my vaginal flesh made me quickly feel the prelude to another wave of orgasm.
I couldn’t help but raise my ass to meet my dad.
‘Harder… Dad… faster!’ I cried out.
The pleasure, like smoking marijuana, quickly traveled from the unspinal end of the spine to the brain.
‘Oh…!’ I clung to my father’s waist and shouted out my post-orgasmic pleasure.
Dad’s glans continued to swell slightly as he was assaulted by my cunt cum, and I knew I was close to getting my white wash.
‘Mandy,… I… am… coming’
Dad quickly pulled out his cock and moved his whole body forward hectically into my mouth.
I quickly took his cock, only to feel my dad’s dick naughtily twitching in my mouth spewing out spurt after spurt of thick cum.
‘Mandy… fantastic.’ Dad shouted as he rubbed his penis.
I looked at my father and ran my tongue over the cum that remained on the side of my face, a few flutters in my heart, but it had all happened, so let it settle with abandon! Do you think so?