It all started with Dad (family incest adult novel)

Beauty is a disaster, this should be a truth.

When I was a child, my grandmother always looked at me with a very disgusted expression and said this.

Everyone who knows me says that I look very much like my mother, and that I am even prettier than her.

My mother did not use her beauty to gain more happiness, but instead ruined her life.

At that time, the pregnant mother was raped by her boss at the company. My father's usual attitude of swallowing his anger did not bring any comfort to my mother, so she took her boss to court.

But rumors are everywhere, and most people think that beautiful women like my mother are usually seducing others, and the fault is hers.

It is like flowers attracting bees and flies with their fragrance, but the mistake is that the flowers are too fragrant.

My mother committed suicide after giving birth to me.

If not compared with my mother, my father must be a handsome man with both talent and beauty.

After losing my mother, my father did not remarry despite the rumors, but he was always depressed.

Yes, I am top-notch and I am gorgeous. Unfortunately, apart from my looks and studies, I have nothing.

At that time, at least I still had good friends. A girl named Chong Chong who looks ordinary but is absolutely kind and beautiful at heart.

When the boy that Chong Chong had a crush on for four years confessed his love to me, I lost my only friendship.

At that time, I began to understand that beautiful women are the root of trouble, which is a truth.

My nickname at school is Ice Beauty. I never say a word to boys, and I throw all my love letters and gifts into the trash can. They say behind my back that although I look so arrogant on the surface, I must be a slut in private, and you can tell from my appearance.

After graduating from high school, my father took me to the north to visit distant relatives for business.

It was summer vacation and it was very hot. My father and I took a train for three days and two nights to reach our destination.

After finding the hotel, he asked me to rest first while he contacted my relatives.

At that time, my knowledge about sex was superficial, and I didn't realize what it meant for me, who was almost 17 years old, to sleep in the same room with an adult man. Even though that man is my father.

When my father came back, I had just finished taking a shower and came out wrapped in a bath towel with nothing on underneath.

I asked him how he was doing with my wet hair. Noticed the abnormality in his expression.

I thought he was overheated, so I asked him to take a shower.

And handed him underwear while he was in the shower. When I came to open the door, my father yelled at me angrily. He said, I am a girl now, how can I open a man’s door casually.

I think, by that time, Dad had already made up his mind.

After taking a shower, Dad was still wearing his sweats, while I was still wrapped in a bath towel.

The hotel's bath towel was white and not very wide. It could barely cover part of my chest and just cover my butt. The way it is wrapped makes my cleavage clearly visible, and as soon as I bend over, my private parts under my buttocks will be completely exposed. But, I didn't care at the time.

I walked over and complained to my father that he was still wearing dirty clothes, and started to take off his clothes.

He was very angry at the time. I just wanted him to take off his coat so that I could wash it.

During the pushing and pulling, we fell on the bed. When my father fell, he still held my waist with one hand in a protective posture.

We fell on the bed, with me lying on top of him. He held my waist with one hand, and I put my hands on his chest, but my bath towel slipped off.

Out of girlish shyness, I wanted to get up and cover my naked body with a bath towel.

But Dad's hand seemed reluctant to let go. There was a hardness in his lower abdomen, and I thought it was the cell phone in his pocket.

I propped myself up with my hands and tried to stand up, and in this way, two 36C snow-white breasts just popped up in front of him.

At that time, the towel slipped down to where his hand was around me.

My face turned red and I felt so embarrassed.

Neither of us spoke, and while I was trying hard to remember, Dad took one of my nipples into his mouth.

A tingling sensation came from my nipples, and my brain suddenly stopped and went blank.

I was half-naked lying on my biological father, and he was shouting at my nipples.

No… I resisted reflexively and continued to push him.

This just allowed his other hand, which was being pressed down, to relax and grab my other breast.

Dad... I was scared. I didn’t know what was going to happen, but I knew this was not allowed. The word incest popped up in my mind, making me eager to break free.

Daddy held my lips in his mouth and pushed his tongue deep inside. I wanted to spit out Daddy's tongue, but I couldn't. His tongue flexibly teased my mouth and went deep into my throat, making me unable to breathe. His breath was heavy and his body was heavy.

He rubbed one of my breasts with one hand and unbuckled the belt around his waist with the other.

don't want! I was terrified. Before this, I had never been closer than 5 centimeters to a boy, but now, Dad...what he was going to do to me...I couldn't even think about it...

I grabbed his hands that were unbuckling his belt and kept saying, "Daddy, I let you touch me and kiss me, but you don't... don't do that to me..."

He remained silent, and with one hand he grabbed my hands and pressed them on top of my head, and with the other hand he finally unbuckled his belt. He lowered the zipper and took out his hard and numb penis from his underwear. At that time, the desire and excitement of raping his suicidal daughter had made him lose his mind. In front of him, an alluring virgin naked like a Japanese AV actress left him without a trace of humanity. Actually, I don’t blame him. Really, if I didn’t have such an attractive body at that time, why would my father want to violate me?

I was still begging him, but he ignored me. I resisted more and more vigorously. I was scared by his penis. I didn't know what he was going to do, but we were already naked at that time. I would lose my virginity, although I didn't know the specific details of how I would lose it.

Dad tied my hands behind my back with a belt, and then he spoke. His voice was extremely dry. He said: Be good, relax, or it will hurt. Dad doesn't want you to feel pain, so he will try to be gentle...

don't want! ! I screamed and bit my father's tongue which was deep in my mouth. He had no choice but to stuff my mouth with a corner of the bath towel, turn me over on the bed, hold up my butt, and use his fingers to dip some saliva and smear it on my pink labia, and gently insert his fingers into my body.

I was already very uncomfortable with my fingers, but the lubrication of my father's saliva temporarily removed the hindrance. He gently rubbed my clitoris and the skin around my vagina to help me relax. Now I think that if I had done it for the first time with such an experienced and caring man, it would have been extremely happy, a thousand times better than those young men who hurt themselves.

Although I was very nervous, Daddy still aroused the primitive desires of my body. His fingers entered my body more and more smoothly, and the comfort from my vagina gradually calmed me down. Daddy endured his painfully swollen penis and continued to caress my vagina, rubbing my breasts from time to time. My pink nipples gradually became hard under his teasing.

The love juice finally made my entire vagina bright and watery. Dad pulled out his fingers, held the glans with his hand and rubbed it on my vaginal opening. I whimpered with my last remaining consciousness, but everything could not be reversed.

Daddy's glans stretched my small vaginal opening. Although I was prepared beforehand, it still hurt so much that I had cramps. The tearing feeling made me twist my body constantly. Dad held my waist and said while panting: Good baby, relax, bear with it, it will be fine in a while.

Is this what a father would say to his daughter? He inserted his glans into the vagina of my virgin daughter and asked her to bear it. At that time, I had no choice but to cry. In the end, I stopped resisting, listened to my father, and relaxed my body. Since I couldn't resist anymore, I could at least reduce the pain.

Daddy's huge penis slowly thrust in and out for a long time before it went in one-third, and this process made me begin to feel a tingling pleasure. Suddenly, my body felt a huge emptiness. I wanted Daddy's penis to be inserted all over and fill me up. I began to gasp. Dad pulled the bath towel out of my mouth. The bath towel stained with my saliva was connected with my saliva. I was so erotic and attractive that Dad almost exploded.

He took a deep breath, closed his sperm gate, encouraged me and said: Be good, just like that, daddy is coming.

His glans had touched my hymen, and I could only respond with a "hmm".

Untie me, will you? Dad, I begged him.

Dad untied my hands, turned me over, and entered again in normal position. This time there was more love juice, and he immediately touched my hymen.

He said: Good baby, it will hurt now, just bear it. If you can’t bear it, just bite daddy’s shoulder. It will be fine in a moment.

I nodded obediently and held his neck. He leaned over and kissed me with his tongue. I swallowed my father's saliva. His chest rubbed against my breasts. My vagina felt hot and I said, "Dad, come on, I'm not afraid."

As soon as I finished speaking, my father thrust his hips forward and broke through my membrane, with most of his penis coming in.

The pain accompanied by a feeling of pleasure made me feel a little dizzy, and my moans of “ah, um” burst out from my throat.

Dad couldn't bear it anymore and started to thrust carefully, bringing out the virgin's blood and love fluids with every thrust. It also made my body turn redder and redder. I clamped my legs around my father in the pleasure of sexual intercourse, enduring his every thrust and the pleasure it brought.

Daddy, you make me feel so, so uncomfortable... I said this unconsciously, raised my head to kiss his mouth, and put my tongue into his mouth.

The little girl learns very quickly, and her daddy said while humming while holding my tongue in his mouth.

Come on, Daddy... I... I screamed, I was about to orgasm. Every time Daddy thrusted he penetrated my uterus. My virgin uterus was easily captured by him.

I can’t take it anymore, my dear daughter. I’m going to cum first and I’ll give it to you later… After saying that, Dad started thrusting frantically, almost penetrating my uterus each time. My scalp was numb from the thrusts.

Finally, my father pushed into my vagina with his greatest force, and the head of his penis slightly opened the opening of my uterus, and all the hot semen shot in. With Dad's low growl, he ejaculated for almost half a minute before he collapsed on my chest.

When Daddy got off my body, the bed sheets were covered with milky white liquid and traces of blood. My vagina was a little red and swollen, and pink liquid was flowing out of the slit.

Dad used a bath towel to wipe his half-soft penis, and then wiped my vagina. I closed my legs embarrassedly, and he looked a little embarrassed.

He said: Dad will wash it for you.

No, I'll wash it myself. I tried to stand up, but the pain in my vagina prevented me from moving properly.

My father picked me up horizontally, put me in the bathtub, turned on the water, and gently rinsed my engorged vagina with the shower head. He used his slender fingers to pry open my labia and let the warm water flush the liquid inside. We were both silent while this was happening. I just don't dare to think about it, I'm afraid I'll go crazy.

I had sex with my dad, that's incest.

Daddy's fingers were cleaning the crack of my flesh, which made me, a virgin, feel it again. Maybe I am a born whore.

I couldn't help but moan softly. Daddy's fingers pulled out the lubricating love juice from my flesh. He said: Do you want it again?

He put my hand on his penis, and the enlarged penis beat gently in my hand, and the blood vessels on it popped out. After experiencing so many men, I can say that Dad's penis is not small.

I didn't say anything, but just carefully touched my father's cock. He also moved his fingers in my pussy until I felt my clitoris swell like a small bean, and my pussy juice covered his hand.

He picked me up and made me lie prone in front of the bathroom mirror. We were both facing the mirror, naked. My dad was behind me, holding up my butt, and holding his dick with one hand and aiming it at my vagina.

It was so lewd. I looked at myself in the mirror, my hands supporting the sink, two huge balls of flesh hanging on my chest, my butt raised, waiting for Daddy's cock. Dad's body was a little loose but still muscular. My body blocked his cock, but I could feel his hot cock slowly entering my vagina.

I looked at my face, which was full of lust, and I was moaning, and my vagina was leaking sexual fluid again.

In the days that followed, I knew that my father was used to the doggy style, which allowed him to hold my breasts with both hands.

If my father raped me in the bedroom, then in the bathroom we can only say that I committed adultery with my father. He used his big cock to bring me to orgasm again and again and ejaculated inside me. He said, since I had already ejaculated once, we should do it a few more times today and take the medicine tomorrow.

I can't get pregnant, let alone have my father's child.

I lost my virginity to my father during the summer vacation of my sophomore year in high school. It was at that time that my father opened the door to my sexual desire, and in the years that followed, I experienced all kinds of love between men and women.

Dad is my first man. After his mother died, he had several lovers and prostitutes, but he never had sex again.

He had been abstinent for 4 years before he saw my body.

Sometimes, when he was lying on top of me and inserting into me, he would say as he did so: You are much more powerful than your mother.

In this way, my father and I began our own sexual life.

During the week in the north, my dad always got me covered in semen, and by the end my pussy was so swollen and red that I couldn't walk. I stayed in the hotel without even wearing any clothes. As soon as my father came back, he asked me to take a shower with him and then have sex.

He likes to ask me during sex: Who is fucking you?

I said: Dad

Him: Your biological father?

Me: Yes

He: Do you enjoy being fucked by your biological father?

Me: So cool

He: Why do you like being fucked by your biological father?

I like

Asking this question every time we have sex will help us reach orgasm faster. This perverted sexual love was taught to me by my father, and perhaps it is also genetic.

After returning from the north, I rested for a whole week and took emergency contraceptive pills, which made my period come early. My father hasn't touched me since he came back.

Because grandma.

My grandma always looks at me as if I were a vicious woman. And now every time she looks at me, I feel guilty and dare not look her in the eye. She said I was a nuisance and had a lewd look on my face.

Grandma was right, I had an affair with her son, my biological father.