That experience of seducing my father (family incest adult novel)

Sixteen is an age of rebellion, but also an age of seeking pleasure and excitement.

Sometimes I can't even explain the changes that have happened to me. I like to dress up, but in my heart I am thinking of a man who is closest to me and also the farthest away. I am not Electra, but sometimes when I see him being intimate with another woman, I can't help but feel jealous. I began to learn how to voyeur, recording the frequency, pace, and posture of his sex with her. I wanted to become her, but I didn't want to be like her.

"You love him, even though he's your dad."

"Yes, I do love him."

Therefore, the greatest sorrow in a relationship is to hear a man say words that were originally meant for you, but he is saying them to another woman, and that woman is your mother.

Thinking back to the time when her happiness was only in an indescribable relationship, the girl felt a little discouraged. Every time she woke up in the middle of the night, she always expected the man to come in like before, kiss her cheek, and then secretly lift her quilt and insert his thick penis into her vagina...

I can't remember which night it was, but that day, I was in a good mood and watched an adult film borrowed from a friend. I looked directly at the black man's thick penis quickly thrusting in and out of the woman's vagina. I slowly spread my legs, exposing my vulva, and let my left hand rub my hard nipples hard. My right hand was fingering my pussy, moving it in and out as if I wanted to dig out something. I twisted my butt unconsciously to match the rhythm of the fingers' thrusting, and began to moan.

After her fingertips brought her satisfying pleasure, she gained a brief satisfaction after three months through the climax of masturbation. After resting on the chair for a while, I lay back on the bed naked, feeling tired, and suddenly an idea came to my mind.

Calculating the time, it’s probably almost time for Dad to come for his routine ward rounds. A sudden thought occurred to me: I wonder how Dad would react if he saw me sleeping naked? With a feeling of anticipation and excitement, I waited for my father to come for rounds. Just then, the door's knob began to turn.

Thinking that this was a good opportunity, I pretended to turn over, spreading my legs apart so that I was sleeping in an "expanded" position. In the light of the night light, he should be able to clearly see my entire vagina. I have no recollection of ever having seen me naked, and I have never let my father see my breasts or vagina since I was old enough to understand. He moved closer to my bed, and I could see that the front of his pants was bulging like a tent.

"God! It's so beautiful!" His voice was so soft that only I could hear it because I was very close to him. He just stood there by the bed, staring at me for several minutes. My hair is shoulder-length, brown with a hint of gold. My developing breasts are not full but round and plump. There are a few sparse light brown hairs on my mons pubis, but the rest of my vulva is still smooth. At this moment, I don't know why, my nipples had automatically become hard and stood up, and some vaginal fluid had seeped out.

I hope Daddy doesn't notice how wet my pussy is.

He slowly backed away, turned around and walked out of the room, then closed the door gently. My tense mood relaxed, but I also felt a bit lost. Part of me hoped he would do something, not just stand there and stare. As soon as the door was closed, my hand immediately returned to the slit of the pussy and fiddled with it quickly. Thinking of how my father’s penis would immediately become erect when he saw my naked body, I felt very excited and in an instant I reached a climax I had never experienced before! I almost screamed, but managed to hold it back.

All that was left were the gasping sounds of “Hmm… Hmm… Ah…”

“I know I can’t do this… What’s wrong with me? The more I think about it… Well… The more my hands become uncontrollable… Ah… I can’t take it anymore… I need to stop… No… Ah… I’m going to orgasm… Ah… Here it comes… I’m orgasming…”

The climax slowly passed, and I lay on the bed wondering what my father’s penis looked like? Judging from the way his crotch is bulged up so high, his penis must be very thick. Is it as big as the black man’s? I couldn't help but insert my right middle finger into her vagina. My hymen was damaged and ruptured when I used a menstrual tampon last year. I had a little bleeding and a little pain at the time, but it healed soon after. I thrust my fingers in and out a few times, imagining that it was Daddy's penis, but my fingers were too short and thin and a bit boring, so I stopped. What I want is something bigger, or a real man's penis. But I don’t want another man’s penis. What I want in my heart is my father’s.

When I woke up in the morning, my father made me a sumptuous breakfast as usual. I felt a little shy when I first saw him, but after a while I felt better and returned to normal. After breakfast, as usual, my father left for the office first, and then I went out to take the school bus to school.

I originally wanted to sleep naked at night and wait for my father to come, but unfortunately my period came in the afternoon. When I went to bed, I used a sanitary napkin, put on underwear and pajamas, and covered myself with a sheet. Just as I was about to fall asleep, my father opened the door and came in quietly. Unlike before, he was only wearing a pair of tight underwear tonight, with his upper body naked, and there was an obvious bulge in his crotch. He stared at me, hesitated for a long time, then closed the door and left. His departure made me feel a little lost. Several days passed like this, and my period finally came to an end.

That night I didn't wear any pajamas or underwear. I lay naked on my back with my legs spread wide and my ankles sticking out of my single bed. I wanted my dad to be able to see my vagina without obstruction.

Dad is here! He turned the door, looked inside, then walked in, closed the door and locked it. Daddy's upper body was naked, wearing only his shorts. He walked to the edge of the bed and looked me up and down at my naked body. The crotch of his underwear swelled up quickly, forming a tentacles again! I still pretended to be asleep and didn't move. I just felt a slight heat in my lower abdomen and some vaginal fluid had already secreted. After examining him by the bed for a few minutes, Dad pulled off his underwear.

"Wow! What a big cock!" I exclaimed in my heart.

It looked like an eight or nine-inch long flashlight, with a shiny purple-red helmet on the tip. Below was a solid spherical sac, and you could clearly see two small fleshy balls in the sac, bulging and protruding to the left and right. I was very excited, but also a little scared.

Dad stretched out his right hand and gently placed it on my pussy, and then inserted his middle finger into the slit of my pussy to caress it. I felt very sexy and couldn't help but immediately secrete some vaginal fluid. I knew his fingers were all wet, but my vaginal fluid was still flowing out. He put his left hand on my right breast and kneaded it gently. I didn't know if I should pretend to wake up at this point, but I didn't want him to stop caressing me, so I continued pretending to be asleep.

I squinted my eyes and took a peek. Some thick translucent liquid emerged from the head of Dad's cock, slowly dripping down, and the hanging thin threads were continuous. Dad's right hand was still stroking my wet little pussy, and his left hand was rubbing my breasts in turn. My little pussy really wants his dick to penetrate it, but I'm a little scared. I know it’s wrong for a daughter to let her father touch me like this, but I just want my father to touch me! Daddy's thick middle finger inserted into my vagina and gently rotated in and out.

ah! So comfortable!

After a few minutes, he pulled his finger out. He climbed onto the bed carefully, placed himself between my legs which were spread wide open, and then leaned over and pressed against me. He supported his weight on his elbows and knees, sticking to me instead of pressing me down. In this way, the two of us formed the overlapping "I" and "Y" shapes. He is an "I", on top; I am an upside-down "Y", on the bottom.

I felt something hard touching my vagina, and I knew it was Daddy's glans. I was both excited and scared. I didn't take any contraceptive measures and my father didn't wear a condom, but I didn't want to stop my father. Daddy rubbed his glans up and down in my wet slit, sometimes specifically teasing my clitoris.

After doing this for two minutes, he pressed his glans against the entrance of my pussy. I closed my eyes, thinking that dad would not really insert it and would not really fuck his own daughter! I remained still, wondering what on earth he would do. He paused for a while, and I felt him exerting a little force, and the head of his penis had already entered my vagina! I didn't make a sound, and he pushed in again. I felt so swollen, and he continued to thrust, and it seemed that the dick had gone in a lot more, and I felt some pain. I knew I should tell him to stop this incestuous behavior in time, but somehow I just couldn't do it.

I could hear his breathing becoming heavy. After pausing for a moment, he pushed into my pussy again, his dick pushing deeper and deeper. I felt very swollen, but not too painful. He continued to thrust and move for two or three minutes with heavy breathing, and then he pressed against me tightly, unable to move forward any further, as he was already completely inside. His scrotum was pressed against my buttock groove, and my vagina was swollen to fullness. I had never felt such a feeling before.

Dad stopped for a while and then started moving. He gently pulled out his cock two or three inches and then slowly inserted it again.

I was in some pain, but it wasn't too bad and I could bear it.

He repeated the action of pulling out and inserting, and after one or two hundred times, the amplitude of the thrusting gradually increased, and finally it might be five or six inches. Every time he thrusted in, he would thrust all the way in, causing his scrotum to hit my buttocks. He kept thrusting, humming with pleasure in his throat. I didn't know how long my father would continue to thrust, and I couldn't help but recall that I once saw a male dog and a female dog having sex. The male dog crawled on the female dog's back and thrust about ten times before withdrawing. However, his penis was locked tightly and could not come out. The two dogs' buttocks were chained together facing each other, and it took nearly fifteen minutes for them to get away. We who were watching saw that the male dog's penis was still hard, wet, and shiny red.

Daddy's cock went in and out of my vagina rhythmically. The feeling of pain disappeared, replaced by an indescribable pleasure. When I glanced at him, my father's handsome face was hanging in front of me, only four or five inches away from me. His eyes were closed, his chest slightly pressed against my breasts, his waist and hips moved up and down rhythmically, and the expression on his face showed that he was immersed in extreme pleasure.

After a few minutes, his cock began to thrust faster and faster, and a beast-like growl came from his throat, and his scrotum kept hitting my buttock groove at a very fast speed. He made me feel sore and a little itchy... but suddenly he stopped thrusting, and his dick was deeply inserted into my pussy. His lower body pressed tightly against my vulva. His whole body was tense and I could feel him trembling.

"Oh! God!" Dad groaned loudly.

I felt a strange sensation in my pussy. His glans became so big, thrusting once, twice, three times... He was ejaculating in my pussy! Unexpectedly, he would ejaculate in his daughter's vagina without any regard for the consequences and spill his seed! And he was still spitting out semen continuously, and I didn't know how long it would take him to stop. Dad's glans finally stopped throbbing, but his dick didn't shrink. Two minutes later, he pulled his still hard cock out of my pussy and got up from the bed.

He put on his underwear, kissed my cherry lips, then left my bedroom and closed the door gently. I was unable to move for a moment and was extremely frightened. I deeply felt that this was all my own fault. I could have asked him to stop and end this incestuous relationship, but I didn't and let my father satisfy his lust.

I reached out to touch my vagina, and it still felt a little sore inside. The slit of my pussy, the back of my thighs, and the crack of my buttocks were all sticky and wet. I wanted to get up and go to the bathroom to wash, but I was exhausted and my thighs felt weak. At the same time, I was worried that I would run into my dad on the way to the bathroom, which would be embarrassing. I struggled to find the underwear under the pillow, stuffed it into my vagina, and closed my legs tightly to prevent the semen from dripping and staining the sheets.

I remembered that a Methodist book said that conception usually occurs in the two weeks between the end of menstruation and the beginning of the next period. My period has just ended, so maybe I won’t get pregnant now! Of course I also know that this is not an absolute guarantee. Looking at the clock on the radio, it was already 11:55 PM.

I lay in bed and rested for a long time, thinking about the wonderful pleasure of my father's big cock going in and out of my pussy. I sat up, put on my nightgown, covered my pussy tightly with my panties, walked into the bathroom, closed the door, sat on the toilet, and let the semen my father had shot into my pussy flow out. I couldn't help but lower my head and take a closer look. It was a thick milky white liquid. I went back to the bedroom, put on another pair of clean underwear, covered myself with the sheets and went to sleep. I haven't had an orgasm yet tonight, but I don't care at this moment. But I felt a little inexplicably flustered in my heart, and after a long time, I finally fell asleep without realizing it.

The next morning, Dad was as usual, as if nothing had happened the night before. I pretended nothing happened, but my mind was always thinking about his cock and the fact that he had ejaculated in my pussy. For the next two nights, I didn't know why I felt sexy. Every night I sleep in my underwear and covered with a sheet, and my father never comes to my bedroom.

This is the third night since my father raped me. I felt a strong sense of sexual desire in my heart again. She was not wearing pajamas and had taken off her underwear. She lay down completely naked, covered her body below the waist with a sheet, and reached her hand into the slit of her pussy and slowly stroked it, feeling waves of pleasure. Suddenly I heard the doorknob turning, I quickly took my hand away, closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Dad pushed the door open gently, closed it gently and locked it, then walked to the bed. I squinted my eyes and took a peek. My father was only wearing a pair of underwear, and his crotch was bulging like a small hill. He stared at me for a moment, and I knew he was looking at my breasts, and his crotch immediately bulged up again. Then he removed the sheet covering my lower body. As soon as he saw my naked pussy, his breathing immediately quickened and became heavy.

"Ah! So beautiful! So beautiful!" he murmured softly.

He quickly took off his underwear, and his eight-inch long and thick cock immediately popped out, standing like a small cannon, pointing upward sixty degrees. Thinking of how it had ravaged my pussy the night before and taken my virgin flower, I couldn't help but feel my heart fluttering, and water involuntarily oozes out of my pussy.

Although my legs were apart, they were not spread very far. Daddy put his right hand between my legs and touched my pussy, which made my pussy slit even wetter. He rubbed it for a while, and his fingers were already wet. He withdrew his hand, gently spread my legs wide apart, then climbed onto the bed very carefully, placed his lower body between my spread thighs, and pressed lightly on me.

After Dad forced my legs apart, he lifted my knees up so that my vagina protruded more outward.

My conscience told me that I should stop him immediately and not continue this immoral behavior, but somehow, I just lay there pretending to sleep and let my father do whatever he wanted. Dad inserted the glans into my vagina, and then gently raised his buttocks, inserting the iron-hard and thick big cock into my pussy inch by inch. Every time it was pushed in, a low, pleasant moan came from Dad's throat, as if he felt great pleasure. Although I didn't feel as much pain as when I was first penetrated the night before, the walls of my vagina were stretched open bit by bit by the head of his penis, making it so tight and uncomfortable. Fortunately, my vagina was full of vaginal fluid, which greatly reduced my pain of tightness and swelling.

I felt that my father was thrusting deeper and deeper. His eight-inch long and hard male penis had completely entered my lower abdomen, and his firm and swollen testicles were pressed against my buttocks. I was very excited about having my vagina filled by my dad's powerful penis, but still a little scared. After the penis was completely inside, Daddy stilled for a moment and then began to thrust.

Dad pulled out his big cock almost completely, leaving only the glans inside, and immediately inserted it all the way in again. He moaned with pleasure, and moved his hips rhythmically, repeating this in and out motion, over and over again, gently fucking my little pussy, which was full of cum and had not yet fully developed.

He fucked me like this for a long time, and I felt very comfortable. I tried my best to hold back from moaning, but my body was out of control, and my pussy was leaking juice. Sometimes I couldn't help but lift my hips slightly to meet my father's insertion.

He increased the speed of thrusting, and his cock went in and out of my vagina frequently. I felt indescribable sexiness and comfort, and this wonderful feeling became stronger and stronger. From my father's humming, I knew that he was also enjoying great pleasure. Suddenly, the penis was deeply inserted into my vagina and did not move. Dad stopped. He was regulating his breathing, as if trying his best to suppress his excitement. After stopping for nearly a minute, he began to thrust again.

This time he only pulled out about half of his dick and then inserted it again, thrusting much faster than before and with more force, no longer gentle and slow thrusting, but rather a fierce and intense pounding of my vagina.

After his fierce and violent rape, my pussy felt so sore and swollen, it was so comfortable! I was nervous all over, even more nervous, ah! It was like a balloon exploded, my mind went blank, a hot current gushed out from my lower abdomen, and in the haze, my vagina automatically opened and closed with violent spasms... I reached an indescribable, intoxicating orgasm that I had never experienced before.

Dad started a round of faster and harder thrusts.

"Oh! God! Yes! That's it! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!" Daddy growled, his whole body stiff.

I felt him ejaculating, ejaculating violently! Although it only lasted a few seconds, I felt my father's semen had filled my vagina. I could hardly believe that I let my dad rape me again, ejaculate inside me, and give me an intense orgasm! Dad also felt weak all over, his hands and feet were loose, and he could no longer support his weight. He pressed on me and I felt he was so heavy. I still closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep, but I could hear his heavy breathing. After a while, he pulled out the penis that was like a hard rubber tube and climbed up. He put his underwear back on, kissed me on the lips, and then kissed my breasts.

"Good night! My beautiful princess!" he murmured softly, and then walked out.

I lay in bed, my mind starting to become confused again. Why did I let my dad rape me again? Now my pussy is filled with Daddy's cum, and my deep vagina is filled with his seed. Why is this happening? I laid my knees flat, took out the underwear under the pillow, stuffed it between my legs, stretched my legs straight and clamped them together to prevent the semen in my vagina from leaking out and staining the mattress. I wanted to go to the bathroom to wash up, but I thought I'd better wait a little longer to avoid running into Mom or Dad, but before I knew it, I fell asleep.

I slept soundly that night.

The next day was a holiday. I just got up and smelled the delicious toast and coffee being roasted in the kitchen. My mother went out. I quickly tiptoed behind my father, hugged his waist, and said good morning in a coquettish manner. What I couldn’t imagine was that Dad turned around, hugged me, kissed me and said, Dad loves you very much.

Even though I was thinking, "I hope you love me again tonight," I still said, "I know."