Chapter 126

　Hearing my daughter’s lewd moans, I became more and more excited. I kept thrusting in and out, faster and harder. “You slutty daughter…you’re so lewd…I saw so many…so many incest novels in your…your room. You especially like reading this kind of material…don’t you…don’t you?”

　　 My daughter seemed desperately thirsty, arching her back repeatedly. “Big dick brother, I…I’m a big slut…I’m your slutty…slutty daughter. I started reading incest novels after your divorce…after your divorce. I like you, I like being fucked by Daddy…Daddy’s big dick…Daddy, fuck me deeper, fuck me to…to my flower core.” She became more and more excited, seemingly forgetting everything, only wanting me to fuck her hard. I didn’t want to end my invasion of her so quickly, so I said to her, “Let’s…let’s change positions…how about that, okay…daughter?” Panting heavily, I turned her over. She seemed quite familiar with this, perhaps from reading too many pornographic books, naturally sticking out her pert buttocks. She turned back to look at me seductively, as if saying, “Come on, come fuck me!” I couldn’t resist the temptation and thrust my penis in hard, completely disregarding that she was still a virgin. My daughter felt no pain at all. We were both completely lost in the magic of sex, unable to wake up.

　　 My daughter let out a soft “Ah,” followed by a sharp moan. I began by stroking her smooth buttocks, thrusting in and out repeatedly. My daughter seemed completely lost in the moment, moaning incessantly, “Daddy, my…my dear daddy…daughter feels so good, daughter…daughter feels so good, being…being fucked by my own…my dear daddy…it feels so good…I want…I want to be fucked by you every day, I, I want to eat your cock every day…I want you to fuck my pussy every day…every day, daughter…daughter’s pussy…I’ll give it to you every day…no matter…no matter what you want, daughter…daughter will give it to you…faster…faster, fuck me harder…fuck me, daughter…daughter…I’m coming…I’m coming, ah!”

　　 Listening to my daughter’s lewd moans and groans, I felt extremely excited; listening to her sexual declarations, I felt a great sense of accomplishment.

　　 Knowing my daughter was about to climax, I increased the frequency of my thrusts, penetrating deeper and harder each time, as if I were about to unleash all the madness in my body. I kept teasing my daughter, saying, “What do you think we look like now? Isn’t it… isn’t it especially… especially like… like a pair of dogs having sex with each other?” As I spoke, I thrust as deep as I could into my daughter’s body.

　　 As if in response to me, my daughter thrust her hips back forcefully, crying and moaning, “Yes, yes, we…we are…we are a pair of shameless lewd men and women, yes, yes…a pair of fucking…fucking bitches. A pair of incestuous…incestuous…bitches.” As she spoke, my daughter reached her climax, a true sexual climax. Her whole body went limp on the bed, not wanting to move an inch.

　　 I haven’t ejaculated yet. Maybe it’s because of the last time I ejaculated, but this time it’s very difficult to ejaculate, and I don’t feel anything at all. I’m really bursting with pent-up desire. Seeing my daughter lying there exhausted and not moving at all, I feel an indescribable discomfort. I just endured it until dawn, without stopping.

　　 Seeing my daughter’s vaginal opening red and swollen from my earlier penetration, and knowing she had already orgasmed twice, I just couldn’t bring myself to continue thrusting into her. But looking at her, a thought suddenly popped into my head: why not open her back door today too? After all, she’d be mine sooner or later. Once that thought arose, it surged uncontrollably. Yes, my daughter is mine, everything she has is mine, and I will never allow anyone to covet what’s mine. I want to have everything my daughter has first.

　　 I gently leaned down and whispered in my daughter’s ear: “You slut, does it feel good? Does Daddy fuck you feel good? Ah, you’re already satisfied, but look at Daddy’s cock, it’s still hard and swollen. What do you say we do?”

　　 My daughter looked at me weakly, feeling both wronged and helpless. “I… I’ll help you with my hand again, okay? I can’t take it anymore, it hurts so much when I move. Please let go of my little hole, okay? After I get better, you can do whatever you want with me, okay?”

　　 “But Daddy’s penis is swollen and it hurts a lot?”

　　 “How about… how about your daughter helps you get it out?” the daughter said hesitantly.

　　 Seeing my daughter’s expression, I knew I had succeeded. “How can that be? You’re already so tired, how can Daddy bear to let you work even harder? How about this, let Daddy play with your back door, okay? You just need to lie on the bed and don’t move at all.”

　　 “How… how can I go there? It’s so dirty there. Will it hurt in a bit? I don’t want to…” The daughter looked hesitant, wanting to try but not daring to, which was very endearing.

　　 “Daddy will be very careful and will definitely not make you feel any pain. Trust Daddy, okay? And Daddy promises you will feel very comfortable.”

　　 “Mmm,” my daughter answered very softly. I immediately supported her buttocks, making her lie face down, her pert buttocks directly in front of my eyes. Seeing that her buttocks were slightly red and swollen from the vigorous exercise, I felt a pang of guilt, but it was quickly overshadowed by desire. What I was going to do next was deflower my daughter’s anus. Hehe, I was sure it would feel amazing.

　　 I gently massaged my daughter’s high, firm buttocks. She had a lot of pubic hair, even around her anus. I carefully parted them, afraid of hurting her if I accidentally inserted anything. I moved my hand to her anus, and perhaps sensing it, the folds around her anus suddenly contracted. I gently removed it, brought it to my nose, and smelled it. There seemed to be only a faint, very faint odor. Satisfied, I patted my daughter’s pert buttocks. My daughter couldn’t help but moan. I suddenly realized I had a slightly perverted tendency; I not only enjoyed having sex with my daughter, but also enjoyed playing with her anus. I grabbed my daughter’s buttocks tightly, spreading them apart. I saw her anus open again. I released her and gently inserted a finger. My daughter arched her body sharply, desperately trying to lift her head. Clearly, I had deeply aroused her. I gently pulled out again, then thrust in again, like a piston, repeatedly pulling in and out. My daughter frowned slightly, as if she was trying her best to endure something. I didn’t know if it was pain or pleasure. I hoped it was the latter, but it didn’t seem to be. At the same time, I felt that my daughter’s vagina was still very dry, without any lubrication. So I gently spat on my daughter’s anus, then gently pushed my finger into her anus, continuing to pull in and out. I felt that it was much wetter inside, and I saw that my daughter’s tightly furrowed brows relaxed. I knew I had done the right thing. I thrust in and out with one finger even faster, feeling the pleasure of my daughter’s anal wall enveloping my finger. It was incredibly pleasurable.

　　 I tried inserting another finger, and my daughter didn’t seem to feel any pain, so I confidently thrust in and out forcefully. It felt like my second penis was challenging her. After a while, my daughter finally felt the relief and softly moaned, “Ah… Daddy, it feels so good when you fuck my… anus. It feels like… there’s a penis… a cock inside, fucking me hard. I… I feel so good… Please, use… use your big… big cock to fuck… fuck me hard. I don’t want… I don’t want your fingers…”

　　 Hearing my daughter’s declaration of desire, I was no longer satisfied with the pleasure of finger stimulation. Like a car with its engine fully charged, I no longer wanted to lag behind a bicycle; I wanted to go full speed ahead. So I straightened up, holding my large penis, and slowly moved it towards my daughter’s anus, then squeezed it in little by little. Perhaps my daughter was naturally more wanton, a perfect little loli; in any case, her anus was not only very tight but also very easy to open. Just like now, there was no pain on my daughter’s face. On the contrary, she seemed to be enjoying it. I slowly pushed in, and finally, I inserted my large penis into my daughter’s anus. I asked my daughter how it felt.

　　 “It’s like…like a bottle filled with water and the cap is on…so full, so exciting, Daddy, how…how does it feel to fuck…fuck my anus?” the daughter moaned and shouted.

　　 “Little slut, finally… you’re horny, aren’t you? Haha, you’re Daddy’s daughter, but now Daddy’s fucking your ass. Not only is your ass being fucked, but your cunt and your mouth are being fucked too. Aren’t you enjoying it?” Seemingly deriving immense pleasure from incest, my tone became increasingly high-pitched and excited. Even my voice trembled.

　　 “Yes, I am Daddy… Daddy’s little slut, I’ve been since I was little. Last year, I… I witnessed you… you and Mommy making… making love for the first time, and I was captivated by your… your endless variety of tricks. Since then, I’ve started reading incest books, especially… especially those about… about fathers and daughters making love… and I… I also masturbate, imagining… imagining the characters in the books as myself, imagining you raping me. I’m really… really happy that you… that you can fuck me. Now… now is the time for your daughter to repay you. Your daughter has nothing to repay you with, so… so I offer my body to… to my greatest… greatest father, ah, big cock daddy, hurry… hurry up and fuck your… your big cock hard… fuck your daughter’s… daughter’s flower heart, it’s so itchy there, you are my… my dear brother… my dear husband, I… I want to dedicate my everything to you, ah… fuck me… hurry… hurry.”

　　 Hearing my daughter’s words, which sounded like a confession yet were also lewd, my penis grew harder and harder. I thrust rapidly, like a raging bull, each time penetrating deep into the depths of my daughter’s vagina. Half an hour passed, and my urge to ejaculate grew stronger and stronger. The tight anal walls rubbed against my glans, and the pleasure came more and more intensely. I pulled out my big penis and then put it back into my daughter’s vagina. At this point, I didn’t care about my daughter’s pain anymore; I just wanted to pour all my semen into my daughter’s vagina. As I thrust, I gasped, “Ah…ah…faster, almost there…I…I’m going to cum.”

　　 Hearing my final rousing cry, my daughter knew I had reached the crucial moment. She clenched her vagina, trying to suckle my glans, while screaming, “Shoot… Daddy… Shoot, shoot into your daughter’s vagina, your daughter will… give you a son… a daughter, and when… when our daughter grows up, then… then you’ll… you’ll fuck our… our daughter again. Ah… I… I feel so good… it feels so good inside… I… I’m almost there too, ah, it’s coming… it’s coming!” I ejaculated, reaching orgasm simultaneously with my daughter. I lay on top of her, looking up to find her already dizzy with excitement. I, too, succumbed to exhaustion and slowly drifted off to sleep.

　　 The next day, as soon as I got up, my lower back ached terribly, probably from the previous night’s excessive indulgence. Seeing my daughter’s rosy cheeks and the scratches covering her firm, full breasts, I could imagine how intense our encounter had been. Looking further down, the contrast between her dark pubic area and her firm, white buttocks was striking—it was truly exhilarating. The sheets were stained with semen and vaginal fluid, exuding a lewd aura. My penis stiffened; it had slipped out of her vagina the night before, and my premature throbbing was back, erect and standing tall in the air like a flagpole. I quietly got out of bed and put on my clothes.

　　 Then I went downstairs to buy breakfast. Knowing my daughter wouldn’t be able to go to school today, I called the teacher early to ask for leave, and also asked for leave myself. I wanted to stay home and spend quality time with my daughter. When I returned to the bedroom, I saw that my daughter was already awake, but she immediately pretended to be asleep again when she saw me. I couldn’t help but smile, and gently walked over, stroking my daughter’s soft hair: “Tingting, do you regret it? You gave your first time to your father, and he even played with you in all sorts of positions.”

　　 My daughter didn’t respond for a while, and my heart sank. Sigh, my daughter still cares. Although she gave herself to me yesterday, it seems she must regret it very much now. As I thought about this, I felt sorry for myself. Suddenly, my daughter spoke up: “I never regretted giving my first time to my father. I only regret not giving it to him sooner. And yesterday, it was all my shamelessness that led me to seduce you. If anyone should be blamed, it’s me.” Hearing my daughter’s words, a weight was finally lifted from my heart. I hugged my daughter tightly, not wanting to let go for a moment.

　　 My daughter suddenly hesitated for a moment, then said, “Go out, I need to change my clothes.” I nodded, though I really wanted to stay. Halfway there, I suddenly remembered this was my bedroom, so I turned back, picked her up, and she looked surprised. I smiled slightly, “This is my bedroom; I’ll take you there now.” As soon as I picked her up, she cried out in pain; it seemed I had really worn her out yesterday. I held her even more carefully.

　　 Halfway there, my daughter shifted her body. I asked, “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” She stammered, “No…no, I…I just…want to pee. You…you put me down.”

　　 “I’ll take you to the bathroom,” I said, ignoring her protests. I carried her to the bathroom, then spread her legs, revealing her swollen vulva. She seemed embarrassed and struggled, saying, “Put me down, I…I can manage by myself, I…I beg you.” Sensing my insistence, her struggles lessened, and her face flushed red. She possessed an indescribable allure, and I was stunned. She frowned again and whispered, “It hurts down there, I can’t pee.” I was taken aback. I then let her sit on my lap, spread her legs, and gently parted her labia with one hand while gently massaging her stomach with the other. A stream of urine sprayed onto the floor, making an suggestive sound. My daughter closed her eyes in embarrassment, unsure where to put herself. I laughed. After she finished peeing, I carried her to the bedroom and placed her on the bed. I gently said to her, “Rest well, we’ll eat together later.”

　　 I spoiled my daughter rotten, finally bringing her to a complete state of mind and body. From then on, she became my ideal daughter, always fulfilling my every request. I finally experienced all sorts of pleasure from her, it was incredibly pleasurable. Her anus became my favorite spot; almost every time I made love with her, I would penetrate her anus, finding it as pleasurable as her vagina. My daughter had completely become my sex slave, letting me do whatever I wanted.

　　 Six months later, my daughter and I left the city, far away from my ex-wife, family, and relatives, and lived a carefree life as a couple. Later, we got married, but unfortunately, my daughter did not give birth to a son or a daughter for me. Perhaps this was God’s punishment for us. Who knows?