This is my fifth year in Beijing, and my mom and dad have never been to this northern city, so on the phone they were adamant: whether the other family comes to Beijing or not, they want to come here to see and play, and to check out my future husband in the meantime.
It was September 30th, I received a call from my dad, saying that my mom was not coming because she was not feeling well, and I was afraid that I would not have a good time, so this time my dad would take full charge of the expedition, and I would go back after a few days of play.
This is not a surprise to me, because my mother’s health has not been good, the younger brothers in the family may not be very clear, people say: a daughter is a mother’s intimate little coat, and I am the same, my mother’s premature ovarian failure, which is very serious for women.
The first is the deterioration of physical quality, and also premature aging. In the past, there were many children in the family, and the mother could not get nourishment after giving birth to a child, and even went down to the field to work within a few days, and that is how she exhausted her body.
I and Ajian in Baofu Temple to take the airport bus to pick up the plane, Ajian’s family is the north, the train plane is not much difference, my family in the south, I can not bear to have them sit nearly 20 hours to get here in the rush to go back, more than a thousand dollars in airfare, I and Ajian or afford it, the road, the four rings of the traffic jam is very big trucks on the five ring road and a lot of the road, all the way to the final on time or apprehensive.
After waiting for a while on a chair in the lobby of Terminal 2, I saw the information about the arrival of the plane, Ken and I immediately walked towards the exit of Gate 13, about another 20 minutes, I saw my dad, and at that moment there were mixed feelings ……
Dad excitedly talked about what he’d seen along the way and we laughed as we walked, then took a taxi to the hotel we’d already booked.
By the time we arrived at Tsinghua Park, it was almost 8:00 p.m. We settled Dad’s luggage and went to have dinner together.
At the table ordered dad love to eat braised pork, liquor is naturally indispensable, dad and Ken asked for white wine, I ordered beer and drinks, the beginning of the dad and I have some of the constraints of the Ken, liquor down the drain also let go of a lot of talking and laughing, the atmosphere is very cordial.
Dad didn’t forget to joke: he asked me not to bully Ken.
Ken is a somewhat introverted and shy man, with a bookish air through his glasses, and he’s very smart.
But he also has a shortcoming, that is, he loves to play, as if he is a child who never grows up, and we fight from time to time, but we will make up after a while.
My family doesn’t know that we’ve been living together, and the reason why I arranged for my dad to stay at Tsinghua Park is for that reason, and also because I have a close classmate who lives over here, and I can stay at her place when it’s too late.
We had a great dinner, and when we looked at the clock, it was almost 9:00 p.m. Although Ken was not a good drinker, Dad got drunk first, and his face was very white, just the opposite of Ken’s, which was as red as a monkey’s butt.
I’ve heard that white-faced drunks can be scary when they get drunk, so I also checked out early.
Together, Ken and I helped Dad back to the hotel, where he collapsed on the bed and lay down.
I saw that Ken wasn’t walking very steadily anymore, so I said to him, “You go back first, I’ll stay at Chen Xiao’s house for the night, and you can still catch the last train.
After dropping off Ken I went back to Dad’s room and he mumbled to me that he had too much to drink and had a headache.
Can you order some painkillers for him. I said you should not take too many painkillers at your age, it’s not good for your liver. Dad said it doesn’t matter, he doesn’t take them every day. I said I’ve been learning massage lately. Let me help you press your head.
It’s the truth. Ken has been complaining of shoulder pain at work lately. As his wife-to-be, let him be able to relax after work.
I went over to the bed and said, Dad why don’t you sit up and I’ll press your head, you lie down or my hands won’t be long enough.
He said no headache, lying down a little more comfortable, or I put my head to the bed you press it. I said that won’t work, it’s easy to hurt your neck. I said that you lie down, and then began to untie his black narrow skirt. Dad looked at me for a moment startled and said, what are you doing? I said my own daughter has nothing to be ashamed of. Then I walked and sat on the edge of the bed while holding Dad’s head onto my thighs and said, “Relax. The narrow skirt will strangle your butt if you sit on the soft bed.
Today, since I was meeting my parents. I dressed more formally, the upper half of my body was a purple dress jacket with a white shirt inside. The bottom half is a black narrow skirt. As I was afraid of strangling the outline of my panties. So just put on a baby blue thong. Finally, I added a pair of hip-hugging flesh-colored stockings. This outfit I think is very appropriate. Ken was also looking at the wine table with his mouth watering.
The air conditioning in the hotel was a little chilly and I covered my lower half with the quilt, after all, it was a little uncomfortable to be wearing only panties and stockings in front of Daddy. Daddy’s neck was resting on my thighs, and his trimmed hair was like a brush through the stockings, scraping the skin on my thighs one by one as I moved. It brought a hint of a different sensation.
Ken’s favorite thing to do during sex was to caress my thighs, saying that they were of even size. The skin was smooth, like touching a sheet of cool silk. My fingers kept wandering over the points on Dad’s head, my ten fingers changing their intensity. Gradually, Dad’s breathing went from rapid to balanced. Slowly snoring. After all, he had been drinking and someone else was massaging his head.
Under this double relaxation. One can easily fall asleep.
I saw my dad sleeping and pulled the pillow over and put it under his head. Let him get a good night’s sleep.
I wonder if Ken has gone back yet at this time. Just when this thought floated up. The cell phone rang the beep, is Ah Jian sent over. He wrote: “Your real father has accompanied you. I’m not sure if you want to see me as your “second father” or not.
I replied, “I’m not serious, I’m taking advantage of my mom. He said, “Okay, good girl, don’t be angry, let daddy suck the milk.
To clarify, this is a texting sex game that Ken and I play from time to time. When one of us is traveling. Just play a little bit. Sending teasing messages to each other. It used to be text messages, but now with WeChat you can also add some pictures and voice in between. We all have a better understanding. One side sets the role the other side just match the send.
Since I was in the same room as my dad, I asked Ken not to send a voice. Chatting away, my libido was aroused. Better go to the restroom to settle it. As soon as I sat down on the toilet. I took off my stockings and thong, I was already getting wet down there, I used my index finger to rub up gently on my clitoris, and slid my middle finger into the opening of my vagina. Started to masturbate. The other hand was still chatting with Ken. I don’t know why, but the part of my skin where Dad had just laid felt particularly hot.
Finally, after Chat sent a picture of a hand full of cum, I too climaxed and sat helplessly on the toilet, not wanting to get up.
After a break, I dried my bottom with the stockings I had taken off and threw them in the bathroom trash can, which wasn’t covered, and my stockings looked like a used condom as I put on my panties. Going out to check on Dad.
Maybe because I had just had a virtual fling. I looked away for a moment to look at the lower half of my dad’s body.
I could just see a tent sticking up over his light gray pants, so I guess he was having some kind of a wet dream.
He slept very well, pale but oily, he opened his eyes, see me a little surprised look, I know he wants to drink water, so took out the mineral water to him, a bottle of water are drinking dry, he said a very sleepy, then he slept again. That tent also slowly faded down Qinghua Park hotel before ten o’clock is the supply of hot water, you can take a bath, drinking water can only be to drink the waiter to send the water bottle of water, lodging travelers will have a set of pajamas per person, I pushed my father to wake up, shouting that he went to take a bath, he promised, but the body is not moving, I helped him to unbutton his shirt.
Dad has gained some weight than before, but still very thin, the shirt inside is a cross-bar undershirt, touch it has been some wet reel, it is not difficult to explain the oil on dad’s face, due to often do manual labor, no middle-aged and old people like the blossoming of the body, the abdomen is still vaguely visible abdominal muscles from the chest all the way to the navel and then did not into the pants is a line composed of body hair, I do not know if this is the so-called “mermaid line”. I don’t know if this is the so-called “mermaid line”, it is said that such a man’s sexual ability is very strong, dad’s lower body is the suit pants, I hesitated to help him remove, put on the pajamas, so once again pushed him to him, said: I’ll help you to take out the pajamas, you get up to change into, and then hurry to go to the bath, and take a good night’s rest! Dad nodded his head, but his eyes opened and closed.
I loosened the belt for him, but my heartbeat is very strong, when I was small, my family was poor, a family of several people are sleeping in a bed, after elementary school is still the same, ignorant age curiosity is also very strong, then very like to guess the adult’s secret, and occasionally wake up at night, will find that mom and dad are close to each other, the bed rhythmic writhing, it was very naive, don’t know what they’re doing, and don’t think about what they’re doing, just very simply jealous of mom.
On summer evenings, Dad would take a shower in the small yard, shirtless, with a not-so-small pair of boxers underneath, and his bottom would be vaguely visible as the cool water soaked his body ……
Then once when I went to bed, I woke up in the middle of the night, the others are still asleep, dad is still snoring, I secretly lifted the dad’s underwear, touched the soft drooping thing, that there is a hairy meatball underneath …… the night is very dark, can’t see clearly …… Today again unzipped dad’s pants, his daughter in front of him is also no longer that ignorant capricious mischievous daughter, feelings, memories, heartbeat.
Dad snored, a sign of his slumber, I removed his suit pants and put them away, he was still wearing the old type of not too big and not too small boxer shorts, maybe the country people thought they were comfortable, I’d been buying my boyfriend’s shorts since we lived together, I preferred the tight kind.
I woke him up again by yelling and draping him in his pajamas, he looked lousy about the only shorts he had left, and I folded my dad’s change of clothes, also a little embarrassed, and said, Hurry up and get in the shower, there won’t be any hot water for a while.
Dad had no choice but to meekly walk to the bathroom.
I was in the house organizing the things my dad had brought from the old country, many of which I loved to eat, and I felt so happy and blessed at that time ……
Dad came back quickly, he said: the water is too hot, he’s not used to it! Also muttered: the water in the city has a smell, or the water in the old home is good! I smiled …… and looked at the table, 10:15, Dad said: Why don’t you also go to a simple wash it I said: I didn’t bring pajamas! Dad said: you wear my, I also brought a change of clothes in the luggage, this city clothes I’m not used to wearing.
That to was a good idea, I nodded my head. Entering the bathroom, I smelled a strange odor in the steamy bathroom. Mixed in with the smell of the bathroom’s shampoo and disinfectant water. My nose was quite sensitive. I took another whiff. It was the odor of corn flowers, no, I should say. It’s the odor of fresh semen. I hadn’t noticed it in the bathroom just now. Needless to say, it must be Dad’s. I followed the odor, which was coming from the stockings I had thrown away. The stockings were soaked and had obviously been rinsed with water. The thought of dad masturbating with my stockings over his lower body. My face flushed red. However, it’s better to take a shower first After taking a shower and coming to dad’s room again, his face is no longer pale, maybe it’s because of the shower, or maybe it’s because he just finished masturbating like me, his face is still a little red, at this moment, he is watching TV, when he saw me come in, he sat up in a hurry, and he looked like he woke up quite a bit.
While chatting and brushing my hair, my dad couldn’t help but say, “My daughter has grown up! I smiled. Dad said: Ken is a good boy, you will have a lot of trouble in the future, you do not always be so capricious ah, to be tolerant! I said: I know! At this time Dad’s phone rang, see is the home phone, Dad laughed, said to me: is your mother called, she asked me to get off the plane to give her peace, I forgot, haha Dad half leaning on the bed to the phone side of the mother said laughing and explaining.
I went over to eavesdrop, and then when it came to me, Dad put it on speakerphone.
Mom is very worried about my body, because I developed very early, there has been a hyperplasia of hard lumps, did not come to Beijing before, mom has been urging me to review once a year, once again talked about here, I truthfully reported mom: just last month in the military general hospital check, the doctor said just hyperplasia, very normal! Mom said: everything is fine I’m relieved, so we said good night and hung up the phone.
Dad sighed and said, When your mom gets better, we must take a good look around Beijing city, I nodded my head.
I vaguely feel the loss of dad, this is a girl’s unique sixth sense, it is said that the daughter is the father’s lover in the last life, the lover gave to someone else, perhaps this is also the reason why he did not drink much but drunk! I leaned back on my father’s shoulders, that sense of security is different from that given by Ken, I snuggled in my father’s arms, he gently stroked my hair, I closed my eyes and greedily enjoyed my father’s love alone, very happy very happy! Dad asked: Where do you sleep at night? It’s getting late, do you want Ken to pick you up or should I send you off later?
At this point, my mind was made up and I told him that I was going to sleep with my dad tonight.
Dad looked at me: you ah! Still haven’t grown up, always so capricious, come on, dad send you back! I said in all seriousness: you have not loved me since I was a child, buy new clothes you always buy for your brother first, sleep at night you next to your mother, I want you to play with me, you always push …… Dad looked at me, stayed flabbergasted.
I gamely got out of bed in my pajamas, straightened out the blankets, and turned off the light in my room, at which point my dad in bed turned on the bedside table lamp, and whether he was happy about it or not, what I decided I was going to do! I got into bed, still snuggled tightly in his arms, and he wrapped one arm around me, and I just enjoyed enjoying myself.
After a moment of silence, perhaps to lighten the mood, my father asked me, “What did your mom say about your health? It’s not serious, is it? I said: it does not matter, I have always had breast enlargement, not obvious when I was a child, and now there has been a hard lump, the doctor said that after having a baby will be good! Dad was obviously a little embarrassed, so he coped: oh oh ……
I laughed and said: Daughter is the meat that fell from mom’s body, and also the same is the meat from dad’s body, what is there to be embarrassed about ah! Dad laughed and said: you ah! You’ve been naughty since you were a child! I said it’s okay, you touch it, and then in the quilt grabbed one of Dad’s hands on my chest, through a thin layer of cotton pajamas, guiding his fingers to gently press the hardness of my upper left breast, Dad said on the mouth: pay attention to the regular checkups, but from the palm of his hand heartbeat obviously accelerated, perhaps just a moment of excitement, but I remembered in my heart… …
Mom has been in poor health, I do not know how Dad these years, this family has today, Mom and Dad have suffered a lot, I will pay good tribute to them both! I will honor them well, and I won’t regret whatever I do for them! I excuse to go to the toilet out of bed, to the bathroom, removed the bra and shorts, outside only draped a dad’s somewhat wide pajamas, the pajama buttons are unbuttoned, leaving only the top one and the bottom one, fasten the belt, and simply wrapped a few times, so that the clothes appear to fit some, the light of the lamp is very soft, this night the daughter will be with her father in the same bed… …
Taking off my shoes and getting into bed, I turned off the bedside lamp, Dad had been prepared to turn it off when I was in bed and everything was in order, but now it was pitch black, so now I had to dutifully put my arm back under the covers, my body no longer leaning against the head of the bed, and slowly slid under the covers.
I still hid in his wide arms, not on a pillow, but on his arm.
Dad said; Get some rest after a busy afternoon! I said; Good! Good night! I grabbed Dad’s right hand under the covers and placed it on my left breast, still where the hard lump was, and then slowly slid it down a little against it, and I let go, so Dad’s hand stayed there alone.
Dad didn’t say a word, and neither did I. Without the barrier of my bra, I felt the shape of my dad’s palm and the warmth coming from it even more intensely, and at the same time, I felt the acceleration of his heartbeat as well. My nipples began to harden under the warmth of his palm. I also felt Daddy’s fingers move.
I sank down to my right side on purpose, and Dad’s arm flexed a bit, and I felt his hand against my breast, his big hand, my not-so-small breast, and there was no gap at that moment.
In a few moments, Daddy moved his hand away and I grabbed his hand and reached in through the open pajama top and placed it where the hardness had been, and there was nothing left between my breast and Daddy’s palm, just a tight fit. My skin began to burn and my nipples slowly grew like sprouting seeds from between Daddy’s fingers. I also heard Daddy’s breathing become rapid. I’m sure Daddy could feel my heartbeat through the palm of his hand at this point. Imperceptibly, but slowly, I felt the strength of Daddy’s fingers clamped around my nipple begin to increase. Probably too nervous, his hand trembled slightly. Holding the nipple like a smoker holds a cigarette between his fingers felt like being pinched and rubbed. A tingly, soft sensation spread from the nipple. The vagina began to itch as well.
The lust from her earlier flirtation with Ken began to awaken.
Having come this far, there’s no turning back. We were all silent.
I intentionally or unintentionally pressed my left hand gently against my dad’s lower back; he was wearing shorts, which were the kind that wrapped rather tightly and stretched taut at the tip facing me. Even though it was cotton, I felt hard there, with a big curve at the tip. I could imagine how spectacular the glans must be inside. I just put the back of my hand against it, and I didn’t move my hand away from it, it was natural to gently press it against …… Neither of us said anything, the room was quiet, just a thin layer of paper I wanted to break the silence because maybe I wouldn’t have the chance to do that in the future.
I drew back, turned on the bedside lamp, lifted my nightgown from side to side, holding my breasts up and moving them toward Daddy so that my breasts were right near the position of Daddy’s head, and Daddy was surprised: aren’t you comfortable, good girl? “Daddy, can you see if my tits are normal?” Dad was obviously embarrassed: go to sleep, don’t be like this, I’m your dad ah. I said, it’s dad only I don’t mind. Just take a look for me. Kin has checked it for me anyway.
That being said. Dad should understand that Ken and I have reached that point. He sighed and muttered, “You young people should pay attention. Then he held my left breast with both hands and swayed it from side to side like a water-filled balloon. Then with his right hand, he lightly squeezed around the breast while touching it. Since my father had just pinched my left nipple. Now the nipple was standing straight up. The right breast had not been stroked yet. I said, Dad check the right side.
As if hypnotized, Daddy dropped his left breast and rubbed it on my right chest. I couldn’t stand this caressing. I said, Daddy I think I have a hard lump under my nipple, feel it. By this time Daddy’s had gotten used to facing me topless. He pinched my nipple with five fingers. I could feel the different lines and thickness of the five fingers. The tingling sensation was getting stronger. This was no longer an inspection. Dad’s movements became heavier and heavier. Finally holding both my breasts and rubbing my nipples with his palms.
I let out a suppressed whimper through my nostrils. My hands brought the covers up toward Daddy’s lower body. He was engrossed in fondling my breasts. Not noticing my hand swimming away like a snake. Finally. I took Dad’s lower body in my hand all at once. The first sensation was huge, the glans was as big as a small number one egg and I understood why mom and didn’t like sex. The second felt hot. Even through my shorts I could feel the heat coming from my lower body. Dad was obviously taken aback. His lower body jumped a little. We all can’t go down without saying something at this time. I said dad just think of it as me giving you a massage. It only took dad a second to read my eyes. Said then you’ll give it a good massage. After that we both continued to stop talking and stroked each other in silence.
My vagina began to flood. I couldn’t take it and silently removed my nightgown so that I was completely naked, the pubic hair on my bottom becoming a shadow on my belly for a time in the light. I pulled my hand out from under the covers and held my dad’s head, shoving my tit into his mouth, “Suck it, dad” I felt his bottom getting hard, pushing against my thigh.
Dad hesitated, but finally sucked on my nipple, his tongue replaced his fingers and circled my areola, my nipple, and then started sucking hard. I took off my dad’s shorts, which turned out to be pantyless as well, and once again I saw this big guy, which was very long, I think it was 25cm. like a cobra that was angry and about to attack. The reddish glans was oozing clear mucus. I reached out and held my dad’s dick in my hand, and I could feel how hot and hard it was. After all, it’s been a long time since I’ve had good sex.
“Daddy, come up here if you want” I lay back and spread my legs Daddy was still hesitant, sitting on the bed in the same position as earlier. I dimmed the lights in the room, so that my snow-white body, pink nipples, and thick pubic hair, were all exposed to my dad’s eyes, and his bronzed body was presented to me, with his thick lower body, hard as a rock, “Come in, Daddy”
Dad’s face was red and flushed, still refusing to push in, so I sat up too then crawled down, gently holding Dad’s lower back and pressing my tongue against his belly button. Licking all the way down from the mermaid line. From the bare belly. All the way to the pubic hair, and then along the stem, with the tip of the tongue upward, and finally reached the glans, first with the nose touch a few times, and then the mouth up, dad “ah”, big sip of thick air, I sucked dad’s lower body, swallowed and spit it out, with the tongue and palate wrapped around his glans, let him slide in and out of my mouth.
His left hand lassoed his stem. His right hand held his balls and rubbed them gently. I was reaching the limit of my desire. So I arched my back and hooked my dad with my calves, pulling him down on his side. That way his face was directly in front of my lower back, and I couldn’t care less, spreading my legs and sending his head toward my pussy. Both parties became in a 69 position. Dad stopped for a moment at first, just at the right time I had licked up on his horse’s eye, and Dad couldn’t help licking and fingering my clit, and sticking his fingers in my pussy too.
I felt Daddy finally surrender and my bottom watered San Francisco I lay back down again, holding Daddy’s bottom in my hand as I continued to lasso it, kissing him gently on the neck, then kissing him in the ear and saying, I know what you just did oh. Dad completely let go when he heard that. Kissing me on the lips at the same time. Running his hands up my thighs. I didn’t stay idle either letting dad’s lower body against my vaginal opening, grinding up on my labia, dad’s glans letting me use the tender flesh of my labia and the pubic hair of my vaginal opening to grind for a while. Dad couldn’t stand it, and with one push, his thick lower body rushed through the large labia and slid in …… As soon as Dad came in, both he and I let out muffled grunts of contentment. The emptiness inside me was immediately filled.
Daddy didn’t move right after he thrust in, and by the look on his face he seemed to be reminiscing about the feeling of being wrapped tightly around me. I reached up and hooked my hand around Daddy’s neck, pulling him towards me to kiss him on the lips. At the same time spreading my thighs as wide as I could so Daddy could go a little deeper. As soon as I stuck my tongue in Daddy’s mouth, he started sucking on my tongue. Daddy pinned me down on the bed, my breasts squashed against him. He wrapped one arm around my back and hugged me, while his other hand greedily roamed around my waist, and hips.
Maybe he was afraid he would cum too soon. After waiting for a while, he started to pump slowly. After all, he was married for many years. He didn’t thrust and pull out with big ups and downs all at once. After getting used to the tightness and warmth of my body. He slowly pulled out. Through the dresser mirror opposite the bed. I could see the slime from Daddy’s reddened bottom glistening in the light. Daddy didn’t pull out completely. Soaking the glans inside my flooded pussy. Then slowly thrust it back in.
I could feel the edge of the glans scraping the folds of my vagina. It was like a shirt that had been ironed flat by a hot iron for a bit. I think I got about thirty thrusts from Daddy. I wanted more, so I circled Daddy’s waist with my long straight pink legs and put my arms around him. Since everyone was tonguing. Couldn’t make a sound. Only gasping for air, Dad had been drinking and the breath was spraying in my face and I was starting to feel a bit drunk even after inhaling it. Feeling more and more slutty.
After three hundred or so strokes, Dad gasped and said he couldn’t do it anymore, he couldn’t take it at his age. Hardly stood up the lower body of my body back out. I also understand, if not drinking wine not also just masturbated in the bathroom once, to dad’s age may do more than a hundred will ejaculate. After all, the years are not forgiving. I said dad you’re so hard. Let daughter serve you well.
When I finished, I told Dad to roll over and sit up. Facing him across his body, then holding his thick lower body and slowly sitting down, watching his lower body disappear a little into my pubic hair was another feeling compared to lying down and being penetrated.
Being in control of myself allowed Daddy’s lower body to work better with my pussy. Since I was sitting on Daddy’s body, my breasts were right in his face. I shoved my nipples into his mouth and he nonchalantly started sucking on them. I started twisting my slim waist. Letting Daddy’s lower body stir up inside me. The water coming out of me was already wetting everyone’s pubic hair. After grinding for a while, Daddy regained a little of his strength. He started lifting me up and down again with his hands on my hips. I matched his movements. In this way his lower body was moving in and out of my pussy.
It went on like that for a full 30 minutes, and at the end I felt a tidal wave of pleasure coming from my vagina like a tidal wave.
Then the muscles of my vagina began to spasm. Ah Daddy, I couldn’t help but scream out. At this point I just wanted to hold on to something. So I took Daddy’s head in my arms and wrapped my legs around his waist. Pressing my hips down dead center. It was like trying to sink Daddy into me. That’s when I felt Dad’s bottom inside me get bigger and hotter. Dad had a horrified look on his face as he told me he couldn’t do it anymore and to come out.
I immediately wrapped my arms around his head and said I would be on my period in a couple of days. At the same time circled my dad even harder with my legs to keep his lower body in my pussy. The twitching tenderness in my vagina was like a million little mouths sipping at his lower body. Dad still gave up resisting. Wrapping his hands around my waist, he gave a few hard thrusts. After that he stopped moving, his face showed a pained expression, his eyes closed tightly, his hands tightly wrapped around my waist, and his lower body began to throb as if he had received an electric shock, once, twice, three times …… for a full fifteen times. Accompanied by the throbbing of the lower body, hot, with dad’s body temperature semen spurt out, surging into my vagina, dad finally shot inside me ……
I bit my lip to keep from screaming, and my closed eyes saw that it was the sight of fireworks in full bloom.
Dad’s breath drained away with his ejaculation, after experiencing it again tonight. It was a big load for his body. Dad lay back with a ragged breath, his chest heaving together, but his lower body still hard and erect inside me.
I know it will soften up quickly. It wouldn’t clean up well when it shrunk into a section. I used what little strength I had left to get off Dad. Tore open a packet of wet wipes at the end of the bed and wiped my lower back a little. Then stuff some more dry wipes down there, otherwise it would be embarrassing to have cum and love juice left all over the place later. Tear open another packet of wipes and help Dad clean up his buns, perineum and pubic hair. Finally, wipe down his lower body. The sight of Dad’s huge ejaculated bottom cast long shadows on his belly in the light. Suddenly remembering a little prank, I bent my head down and took Dad’s glans in one mouthful, rubbing his crown gently with my teeth. At the same time, I began to lasso his lower body.
After ejaculation, a man’s lower body is very sensitive, at this time Dad was about to fall asleep, stimulated by me like this, struggling to sit up. But since he was too tired to sit up, he had to wriggle to get out of my mouth, which in turn made his glans poke around in my mouth. I felt like I was holding a bouncing egg. Dad struggled for about ten seconds. Suddenly his hands were holding my head still.
Having just had sex I certainly understood what that meant. I immediately pressed my tongue against his horse’s eye. Sipped it with my mouth. Then the glans throbbed a few more times. The mouth immediately filled with a few drops of cum. These few drops sucked the last of Dad’s strength out of him. Dad’s lower body began to soften at this time. The reason why I let him cum a little more was because I was afraid that he would get hard again when I cleaned him up later. I let dad’s lower body slowly soften in my mouth, but in the end I licked dad’s lower body clean, even licked his balls and groin all over again. Then I turned off the light and lay naked in dad’s bad.
“Dad, how does it feel?” Dad seems to regret it: you’re my daughter, dad is sorry. “No dad, mom is not well, let me finish what mom can’t. There’s nothing wrong with that, I came off of dad, there’s nothing in serving dad” Dad was speechless and I felt him hugging me tightly again.
We were just naked in each other’s arms for the rest of the night.
The next morning I woke up from my dream. After last night’s sex made me sleep soundly, and I had just dreamed of being entwined with Ken. Then the phone rang. It was Ken calling. He said he would come and pick me and dad up in an hour. And drop off Dad’s plane on the way. The thought that I was still naked and sleeping with my thighs between Dad’s thighs. I immediately sobered up. Since the air conditioner was rather hot, I just climbed out of the covers. Putting on only my slippers, I walked to the bathroom, turned on the rosette head, and let the hot water slowly flow down over my head. The hot water slowly raised my body temperature. It felt like my pores were opening up. I squeezed some shower gel and carefully cleaned the traces left on my body from last night. The water falls to the floor finding a dripping sound.
A little while later I heard my dad getting up and walking around, maybe the sound of water dripping woke him up. I just heard him walk into the bathroom door and say, ‘Is that okay? I need to pee.’ I said, ‘Ken will be here in an hour, come on in.’
In the bathroom the shower is separated by a hair glass. Sort of a bit of a barrier. Dad came in and opened the toilet, then I heard water dripping, and through the burr glass I could see that Dad was also naked. His crotch was pointing straight ahead due to his morning erection, and I could see that Dad was holding it with his hand in order to keep himself from peeing outside. The thought of this thing rampaging through my body last night. I couldn’t help but feel a little frisky. Dad finished peeing and shook two or three times and was about to leave.
I clenched my teeth and said, “Dad, why don’t we take a shower together. Otherwise there won’t be any hot water later. By the way, help me scrub my back.” After saying that I opened the glass door of the shower room.
Dad hesitated. Still walked in. I hung up the rosette. The hot water spilled over, raising a mist between Dad and me. Men still bathe quickly, and Dad started to rinse off after rubbing the body wash on himself. Then rubbed up on my back with a good body wash. The familiar sensations flared up inside my body again. I felt my vagina start to secrete. However dad did not move further. Soon he dried himself and went out to brush his teeth. And told me to wash quickly not to catch a cold. Looks like he’s calmed down I guess. Considering that Ken is coming over later. I didn’t dare to make too many moves.
I could just see that Daddy was already in his underwear and washing his face. I also put on my bra and panties in the shower and reached the sink to brush my teeth in the front row with dad, today I changed into a black thong. Two conditions of thin straps on either side wrapped around the neck to the back waist, and from the back four straps were attached between the waistband and the hips. The labia were encased in a version of thin lace. I had more thongs because I had to wear a narrow skirt. Suddenly the disposable toothpaste in my hand fell to the floor due to my hand slipping and landed in the corner, due to the fact that the toothpaste was about the same color as the floor.
I bent down to try to see to get it back. I said, “Dad help me find the toothpaste. By this time Dad had just finished washing his face. He was wiping the water off his face. I heard him say “Oh”. I was wondering why he didn’t come over. Suddenly a hand pressed on my hip, I did not think too much and did not refuse dad, immediately there are fingers to pull open the lace of the thong, gently caress my pussy, wet love juice seems to have filled the entire vagina. Another hand also unbuttoned my bra from behind. Immediately my breasts were covered by a palm.
I looked at the wall clock outside. There was still half an hour to go before Ken arrived. I just said, “Ken will be there soon–” Before I could say the word “there”, my father’s thick penis came in with a loud giggle. “My voice immediately turned into a suppressed moan, and the fullness of my vagina made me reach an orgasm almost immediately, as if starbursts were bursting in front of my eyes, and the hot tide in my body surged down to my lower body, making my vagina twitch uncontrollably.
“No, just let me finish this one” I held my hands against the wall and felt my body react, my hips bucking back and Dad’s lower body making a loud “popping” sound, I could hear the slight “grunt” I was making. “I could clearly hear the slight grunt I was making as Daddy reached down and rubbed his hands over my breasts. I turned my head back and kissed Dad, and finally, ten minutes before Ken arrived, I felt the rod grow slightly larger as it entered my body, and as the speed of the impact increased, a stream of heat poured from the tip of the thing into the depths of my vagina.
When Ken came in, we were already dressed and waiting for him. After checking out at the hotel, we took a taxi to the airport together. When we parted, I hugged my dad tightly and said in a voice only he could hear, “Dad, I’ll be back to see you.
I don’t regret what I did in the past two days, some people may scold me, but I really never regret it, I can make my dad comfortable for once, what’s there to regret, my dad raised me, I can do anything for him.