   M/g/F Pedo. Same sex female.
   
   Disclaimer: The children described here are perfect, ideal, and completely imaginary. Reality can never be 
this good. In prison, child molesters are used as human toilets.
   
  Wei Ming
   by Pedro Feelya
   
   One night I had this really weird dream. I dreamed that I was out in our rose garden planting roses and 
dealing with a bunch of weird plant problems, when for no reason, I put my dick in a rose blossom. The 
sensations were incredible. It was warm and wet and the end of my dick was licked hard. My shaft was 
massaged skillfully, rubbed and squeezed, with gentle nibbles up and down the shaft. I only had to stand there 
with my dick stuck out and this plant was going to make me cum. Thoughts of how special this plant was 
quickly devolved into one simple thought. "I'm cumming." As I was about to blow, I groggily became aware 
that I wasn't completely dreaming. I was still being stimulated and was going to cum. I knew instinctively that 
it was not my wife, and I realized that it wasn't my hand. The thought that it might be our nine year old 
daughter just blew me over the edge and then I couldn't think anymore as I came harder than I thought possible 
from a blowjob.........
   My wife, Tara, and I were finally ready. We have been married for eight long years. We were both in our 
early thirties when we got married. We both sort of wanted kids, but it never seemed to be a good time. Now we 
had stable careers, plenty of money, and a big empty house. After eight years together we knew we didn't want 
a divorce but we were bored with each other. So we decided to have a kid. 
   It turns out that for eight years we had been wasting our time with birth control. At some point my soldiers 
had decided to give up. We looked into our options. I didn't care if we had a sperm donation. Hell, if my wife 
liked any guy, he would probably do it for free. I didn't mind sharing, I hadn't enjoyed the sex with my wife for 
several years. Tara didn't like the artificial or the free option. 
   So anyway, we decided to adopt. Some friends of ours had gone over seas and adopted a very cute Chinese 
baby who became a wonderful child. I really didn't think it mattered from which country, but Tara loved the 
idea of helping an impoverished child. I figured it would take us about two weeks to make the child spoiled 
anyway.
   I had always loved kids and really enjoyed playing games with them, but I had never been fond of babies. 
They are not very interactive, and my wife didn't want to be tied down with diaper bags and strollers. We 
thought that and older child would do just fine. 
   We looked at different Asian cultures and found some wonderful adoption agencies on the internet. We then 
got our visas and took a wonderful vacation in south Asia and visited a number of these adoption agencies 
which took us to orphanages. 
   We had brought two, fifty pound suitcases filled with small American toys. Wherever we went we bought 
pounds of candies and treats. Every orphanage we went to, we would hand out a dozen pounds of candy and 
toys. It made it easier on our consciences that we gave these poor children a little joy. It broke our hearts that so 
many children had diseases or conditions that INS would never allow them into the U.S. 
   All the children we met were wonderful. Most of the younger children did not understand their situation and 
seemed unattracted to a Caucasian couple. Most of the older children seemed a little too desperate to please us, 
and that was a little spooky. 
   At one orphanage in southern China we arrived with our interpreter and soon were handing out candy. The 
older children would crowd in first and later we would get to the younger ones. One older girl stood near my 
wife. I noticed her because she was beautiful. She didn't reach for anything even though she stood right next to 
Tara. Tara turned and handed this girl a small makeup kit. The girl turned and handed it to another girl. My wife 
didn't notice. Tara passed out more stuff, then handed this girl a small cheap video game. The girl took it to 
another and gave it away. Then came back and stood real close to my wife. 
   This time Tara watched her, and tried to hand her another toy. The girl just shook her head and smiled. Tara 
pointed to me and gently pushed the girl. The girl came over to me and looked up smiling. I pointed to myself 
and said, "Dave"
   "Way" 
   "Way?" I asked.
   "Ming Way" In Chinese the first name comes last.
   We had met dozens of great possibilities, but Wei, (pronounced "Way") stood out. She always smiled and 
wanted just to stand near us. She didn't look very Chinese. Her skin was darker, her nose a little wider, and her 
lips fuller. She seemed more Philippino with maybe a little Caucasian in her background, but with big almond 
eyes. She didn't act Chinese. Maybe that was why she smiled with those super bright teeth so much. Her hair 
was thick and long and black, but had a slight wave to it. Her personal hygiene was impeccable. At nine years, 
old she was much older than my wife and I had hoped for, but with her small body and darker perfect skin, she 
looked much younger. 
   Our interpreter could find out very little about her. She had only been in the orphanage for about a year, and 
nobody really wanted to be her friend because she was so different. The police that brought her had told 
nothing, which was not unusual. 
   Both my wife and I were hooked. She seemed genuinely happy just to be with us. She was very comfortable 
with adults and seemed to have a certain patience and maturity. We cancelled part of our plans so we could be 
with her more. She wouldn't talk very much about herself, but wanted to know everything about us as she tried 
to learn English words. 
   It took six months, but our immigration lawyer had no problems. The adoption agency sent us cute drawings 
and painstakingly good attempts at English writing that she had done. We already thought of her as our 
daughter. The day finally arrived when we met Wei at the airport. She was holding her only luggage, a single 
small paper bag. 
   We took immediately home to our large house in the suburbs. Wei talked in Chinese and laughed and 
smiled the whole way. The language barrier was too much but we mimed with our hands a lot. At home, we 
presented her with all of the stuff we had bought in anticipation. She had a closet full of clothes, her own TV, 
and a computer. She didn't seem to care about any of that stuff. When we showed Wei that she had a bedroom 
all to herself, I can only describe her reaction as a little confused. 
   Wei explored the house a little but wanted to be with us more. By evening she could not stop yawning so 
my wife took her up to bed. We had expected the time change to hit her and she slept over halfway through the 
next day. We spent more time showing her stuff and teaching her English. Late in the evening, Tara and I 
started to get sleepy, and we prepared to go to bed. Wei pointed to our room and started to speak in Chinese. I 
thought she might be afraid to sleep alone. I think Tara misunderstood her and showed her how everything in 
her room worked again. 
   That night was when I had my erotic dream. I had stuck my dick in a rose and it licked my dick and sucked 
it in. The rose had a tongue that twirled around my penis's head. Somehow it pulled back just to suck on the 
end, but managed to rub the shaft up and down vigorously. The rose had thorns, but they didn't hurt. The thorns 
prickled and nibbled on all the most sensitive areas on my dick. This rose was incredible. I needed to grow 
hundreds of them, and then I wouldn't need my un-horny wife ever again. The rose wanted my sperm, and it 
wanted it bad. That must be how it fed. I didn't need to hold out or make it cum first. I could just 
cummmmmmmmmm. 
   As I came, somewhere in a small part of my mind, I realized this wasn't a dream of a rose. As the 
endorphins drained away from my senses, I felt a small form crawl from under the covers on my side of the bed, 
and sneak noiselessly out of the room. 
   I lay there like an idiot, wide awake, not knowing what to think. I didn't think we had made a sound, and 
Tara seemed to be perfectly asleep on her side of the bed. What should I have done? Wake Tara up? Scream at 
Wei? 
   Maybe it was a dream. I had a slight sweat, but nothing else was unusual. My dick might be wet, but I didn't 
want to touch it to check. I didn't sleep very well the rest of the night.
   The next morning I got up and kind of nervously prepared breakfast. Tara woke Wei up and soon Wei came 
downstairs. I thought she would look at me different. Wei just smiled lovingly at me like she always had. 
Nothing was different. 
   The day passed with no indication of what happened and I wasn't about to open my mouth. My wife had 
taken the full six weeks off allowed by law. My job was more flexible and I could stay home all I wanted. We 
had a great time showing Wei around the city and doing all the things kids love to do. 
   The next morning, at about the same time, I was half awake when I felt small hands touch my penis. It 
quickly grew hard with anticipation of what I imagined would happen. What was I going to do? Yell at her? 
Stop her and make a scene? She obviously knew what she was doing. This was not an innocent child just 
exploring. My daughter wrapped her hands around my penis and turned it toward her. I felt a tight warmth grip 
the head of my penis and move down the length until I hit the back of her throat. Her hands did a dance around 
my balls that had shrunk up so tight against my body that they ached. I was already halfway to orgasm just from 
the thoughts and feelings running through my head. Her head made ever so slight bobbing motions as she 
swallowed and sucked, without any scraping of those dazzling white teeth. 
   I felt Wei's nose and chin nestle up to my pubic hair and I wildly realized that she had actually deep 
throated me. The feeling was not really that great, but the idea that I was in as far as I could go drove me wild. I 
had never been deep throated before. Wei swallowed a couple times and I felt my daughter's throat milk my 
dick. I could have cum that way, but Wei had to pull off so she could breathe. The whole situation was too 
much and I released what must have been a huge load. There was no gagging sound, just steady swallowing 
motion until I was done. 
   Without a sound, she left. It was that simple. What was I supposed to do? My wife, on the other side of our 
king sized bed, had no idea how naughty we were.
   I know I smiled too much that day. We took Wei to the beach but all she wanted to do was play with me in 
the sand. My wife wanted to lie down and get a tan. While we played I thought about where Wei came from. 
Someday she might be able to tell us, but she hadn't wanted to. Maybe she was trained by her father for his 
pleasure. She could have been stolen by a pervert who had raised her and used her. She could have been a 
victim of a child sex slave trade. Any of these things would have made police take her and drop her off at an 
orphanage. 
   Wei didn't seem to be afraid of men. In fact, she seemed to love men, and women. Now, a lot of things Wei 
did made sense. She was too mature for her age. She liked to be physically close, and didn't like to be alone. 
She didn't care about toys and stuff. 
   That afternoon, Tara and I went to our favorite restaurant, and then went to a movie we wanted to see. It 
was hard to figure out what Wei liked because she didn't care about anything except being with both of us.   
   The third morning I was wide awake and waiting. Ten minutes later my wife spoke from the darkness, 
"She's late." 
   Oh My God!! I almost jumped out of bed. My wife knew. And she didn't stop us. Of course I had been 
stupid; I always had sleepily known whenever Tara got up. This would have been no different. 
   I was still trying to figure out what to do when I heard the bedroom door give a little whisper. I lay frozen 
not knowing what to do. My hardon was totally flaccid now. Would Tara stop her? Why didn't she before? 
   Again the warm little hand and hot little mouth surrounded my genitals. My wife, being awake and 
knowing, was distracting but at the same time incredibly kinky. As my dick started to respond I decided, what 
the hell, I might as well make the most of it. I reached down behind Wei's head and held it lovingly. I then 
caressed her ear and down to her neck. She responded with a wider range of motion and sucking. She would 
have done this for hours if I wanted it. As it was, it took a little while longer, but then one of her hands slipped 
down to caress the soft spot below my scrotum and that was the trigger that fired the gun. I tried to hold in the 
power of my orgasm, as though it was nothing, but my daughter kept working my dick which made it all the 
more intense. After my last spasm she licked me clean and snuck away. 
   We both lay in the darkness, my wife and I. 
   I couldn't be more shocked and surprised than if the Easter Bunny popped up and hit me with a brick. After 
a minute of silent breathing and terrified sweating, I whispered. "Why?"
   It took Tara too long to answer. Finally she said, "I don't know." Long pause, "You didn't ask her to, but 
you didn't stop her. But" she hesitated "I never made you cum like that."
   I kept my mouth shut. I wasn't going to respond to that. 
   My wife continued, "I love you, and you are a wonderful lover."
   I felt a surge of pride. Pride had always made me try to be a marathon orgasm giver.
   "But now you masturbate three times a day to those girls on the computer."
   She had often caught me and always gave me a dirty look but never said anything.
   "I couldn't keep up with you. I know I stopped trying. Then you stopped trying."
   I had always given her screaming orgasms, but she never asked for sex. I never had to beg for it, but there 
were always lots of little excuses to not have sex. 
   Tara continued, "Somehow, I stopped wanting it. That first night, I think I knew before you did what Wei 
was doing. But then, listening to you, I was having feelings that I haven't had in a long, long time. I had those 
feelings again last night, but I didn't say anything. Tonight, I had the feelings before you made any noise. And 
when you came, I wanted you very badly."
   I felt her turn toward me. "I'm not jealous, but I hope you have enough left for me."
   I don't know if I had ever felt more desire for my wife. I rolled over onto Tara and threw the covers 
violently to one side. My jaws dove for her neck like a wolf's. I clawed lightly at her body. Tara had never been 
into foreplay, and when my crotch brushed against the wetness of hers, I knew she didn't need foreplay. I didn't 
need to guide my cock into her, it was a homing missile. I shoved in deep and hard and unfortunately hit 
bottom. It had been too long since I had stretched her out inside. 
   Tara cried out in pain. I didn't like to hurt her, but I knew she would forgive me when the orgasms started. 
My bottoming out was her favorite thing later on. 
   I had tried everything and studied my wife to know what she wanted most. I began to pound as fast as I 
could, careful not to hit the back, but using my entire length and even coming out of the hole briefly. This was 
just the burning tires to launch us. As I slowed down into the steady chug-chug, the fireworks would begin for 
my wife.
   Tara was tighter than she had been in a long time, so when she started with the loud "Uugh, uugh, uugh" I 
had to bite my lip hard to keep from cumming. She wailed into her first orgasm. It had been nice and quick.
   When she came down, I pulled out and flipped her over. After each orgasm I liked to change positions. 
Doggy style, I grabbed the back of her neck with one hand and reached under to rub her clitoris with the other. 
Again I started the chug-chug. She fought to make her orgasm last, but eventually lost with a brief scream. 
   Now I shoved her forward into the pillows and lay on her from behind. I loved this position because I could 
force her legs together between mine, and make her now tight pussy even tighter. Each position, I chugged 
slower and was gentler. It took more time, but the orgasms were sweeter. She was wantonly loud and had never 
really stopped orgasming. Now her hips began to buck because it was becoming too much for her. I was losing 
control, so I let it go. I shoved in deep and bottomed out, then pumped my hot sperm in. We both came hard 
together. 
   We relaxed a little, sweat puddles trapped between our bodies. My dick was still hard. Tara had never talked 
to me like that and I wasn't about to give her only three orgasms. I gritted my teeth and slowly began to pump 
through my dick's super-sensitivity. Slowly and gently, I got her started again, then without really pulling out, I 
sat up and back, and lifted one of her legs over my head. I began to pump into her with one of her knees over 
my shoulder.
   It took longer to get her to orgasm now, but she wasn't aware of time anyway. I wondered what Wei 
thought of all the screaming. As Tara began to orgasm, I lightly rubbed her clitoris so that she really never 
stopped orgasming. After several minutes, she began to slap my hands as a signal to stop. 
   I wasn't done though. I lay down behind her and rolled her up on top of me, laying her body on mine, but 
facing upward. I loved this position because I could squeeze her legs together on my penis and it left my hands 
free to roam up and down her body. As I squeezed her tits and rubbed her thighs, Tara felt small on top of me. I 
wondered how it would feel to have Wei's really small body skewered down onto my dick, and cradled by my 
body. This image was too much for me and my hips bucked upward, deep into my wife, and my second climax 
was enough to take off the top of my head.  
   The next day I couldn't stop smiling the entire day. I didn't dare push my luck with my wife by exploring 
what the limits were with our new daughter. I was grateful for what I had received, but could only hope for 
more.
   We went shopping. Anything Wei pointed to or showed interest in, we bought. It still wasn't much. A 
hairbrush, some perfume and makeup, a stuffed animal, and other miscellaneous things. The cost didn't come 
near to what I wanted to buy to repay the gifts my daughter had given me. At the bookstore we really loaded up 
on more Chinese-English dictionaries, young children's school books, and the few Chinese books they had. The 
day got interesting when we passed an older teens fashion store. For the first time Wei got excited about 
something we could buy. I couldn't believe what it was. She wanted a tight vinyl mini-skirt and matching 
jacket. When she tried it on, I whistled low under my breath. My daughter looked sexy hot. Not quite hooker, 
but more naughty than model. Her Asian face, darker skin, and long black hair were stunning. Tara looked at 
me sharply, but then nodded her head to Wei. Wei showed a passing interest in other sexy outfits, but held 
tightly to her mini-skirt suit. We passed a video rental store so that night we watched a Chinese movie with 
English subtitles. Wei watched intently, trying to recognize English words she knew.
   At ten, we got ready for bed and in our bathroom I walked up behind Tara and pressed my body against 
hers. She turned and hugged me, lovingly but not passionately, then said, "Why don't you go check on Wei."
   I stiffened a little. I couldn't really believe what my wife had just said. I knew what she meant. I hadn't 
"checked on Wei" in her bedroom, since she got here. I hugged Tara tightly then tried not to hurry out of the 
room.
   At my daughter's bedroom door I knocked softly and slowly opened the door without waiting. Wei sat at 
her mirrored dresser brushing her long thick hair. She had turned to face me and that beautiful smile lit up. I 
quickly entered, sat on the bed behind her, and took the brush. I loved brushing her hair.
   When I finished I reluctantly handed the brush back. Wei came and sat in my lap. I was wearing my 
bathrobe and Wei was wearing a nightshirt that fell below her hips. I looked down into my daughter's upturned 
face and kissed her on the lips. Then I kissed deeper. I don't think she was familiar with passionate kissing, but 
she learned really fast. She slid her hands into my robe and began to spread it open. Then she began to slide off 
my lap and down my body to suck on my dick.
   I caught my daughter by the arms and pulled her back up and she lost her smile. I then lifted her and lay her 
down on her bed. I then turned on the bedside light and got up to turn the room light off. 
   Standing over Wei, she looked up patiently at me. I reached down and pulled her nightshirt up, and she 
lifted her hips then her back to allow me to remove it. The bright smile returned, only it was brighter. I gazed 
down for the first time at my new lover naked. Her skin was flawless, without any spots or scars. I had seen the 
swell of the beginning of breasts under her clothes, but now, stretched out, they were just smooth rises standing 
up from the shadows of faint rib outlines. Her nipples were two tiny dark spots, not erotic to look at, but part of 
her beautiful symmetry. Her firm tight belly led my eyes down to the raised mound of flesh with a deep fold 
below it. How could a girl with such dark, thick, beautiful hair on her head, not have a single hair on her pussy? 
I planned to feast tonight.
   My daughter lay waiting for me. I bent down and kissed her lips. She kissed back but didn't move her body. 
She was waiting for me. I didn't know exactly what to do. I wanted to cuddle her, so I reached one arm under 
her shoulders and the other under her back. I lifted her to me and held her against my chest. Then I knelt onto 
the bed and lay on my side and her on her back, with her small body cupped and surrounded by mine. 
   My daughter looked into my face and I began to kiss her with real passion. She responded on her own and 
began running her hands over my chest and down to my throbbing dick. She milked it while kissing me. Then, 
she began to slide down the bed to try and reach my cock with her mouth. 
   "Oh, no, no, no." I chuckled. I sat up and grabbed Wei's hips and lifted most of her body into the air and 
turned it around on top of me. As I set her down her knees spread to land on either side of my head. I gazed up 
into a closed clam of flesh. 
   I didn't know how my daughter would react, but she spread her legs further and hunched back into the 69 
position. Apparently this was not new to her. I nuzzled my face up into one side of the pelvis. Wei didn't squeal 
or giggle. She began by grind her hips down onto my face, and tried wriggling over to get my mouth on her 
pussy. I didn't want that to happen yet. I owed her a lot of pleasure from the last three nights, and I wanted her 
to cum really hard. 
   I wrapped one of my hands around her waist and the other cupped her tiny ass, my fingers going deep into 
her butt crack. I then held her still as I continued to nibble, kiss, and tongue all around her pussy lips. Wei 
started bucking pretty hard and grunting. The mound of paradise had opened and there was the prettiest pink 
valley inside. I planted a kiss square on those lips and I could swear they kissed me back. My tongue began to 
slowly wiggle down into that valley. At this point Wei's arms collapsed and she flopped down with her head 
resting on my belly. All she could do was grunt and whimper now. Both of my hands had found her ass and 
were squeezing and massaging those glorious cheeks too. I widened my tongue and it covered her entire pussy. 
I then started to rub it back and forth gently. Her heavy breathing became gasps and then stopped entirely as her 
little body shook with an orgasm. I laid her gently onto my chest as she was temporarily exhausted. 
   Wei lay there, recovering for a minute, and then started to crawl toward my hard dick. I wasn't done yet. I 
pulled her back by her thighs back into the same position. I gently started to lick how I had done before, but 
then I reached under her chest and lifted. She didn't fight as I lifted her into a sitting position. Her pussy was 
now shoved forward so that I couldn't lick it. But, I wasn't intending to. I spread her ass cheeks wide on my 
face, and then I licked a wide path from the bottom up. I explored all the sensitive regions with my tongue. 
Finally I pressed my tongue against the tight ring of muscle. I tasted the tart and bitter flavor there and didn't 
mind. This was my daughter after all. 
   I thought she might be shy or reserved, but instead she grunted heavily and wiggled her butt over my face, 
her tart anus was trying to swallow my tongue. The way she moaned convinced me that she would like me to do 
this forever. But, I had my own plan. I reached over her legs and ran my fingers lightly up her pussy. She 
lurched forward and almost lost her balance. I held her tight but I now had the room to tongue fuck her butt. 
With my one hand holding her up, my other hand began to rub in the area of her clitoris. 
   Wei wouldn't scream, or screamed through clenched teeth. She wiggled and squirmed, not to get away, but 
to get more. This little hell nymph was taking more than I could give. I didn't know what else to do. My face 
slammed my daughter's butt as my tongue jammed in and out of her anus. One hand strummed her pussy and 
clitoris like a guitar. My other hand was holding up her chest and roughly rubbing her nipples. 
   Just when I thought I had met my match in a little girl, my daughter began to spasm with her whole body 
like a seizure. I couldn't hang on and I was more than a little scared. I let her go and she fell sideways onto the 
bed. I turned toward her and put my hand on her side. She reached back, grabbed my hand and yanked it to her 
chest, pulling me up tight behind her. I spooned her from behind as her body jerked and spasmed. She clutched 
my hand to her chest as she sobbed and wheezed for breath. It wasn't a seizure, or at least I didn't think so. It 
was one of the most spectacular climaxes I had ever seen.
   We lay like that for half an hour until I was sure she was completely asleep. Then I slid out of bed and 
turned off the light. I wasn't worried about getting my rocks off, this was far better. 
   I snuck back to our bedroom and slid in behind my wife.
   Sleepily she asked, "Are you happy?"
   I had learned as I got older that women often ask questions they don't want answered. I answered her by 
spooning up to her and squeezing her tight. 
    The next morning, during breakfast, I noticed Wei wouldn't look Tara in the eyes. Tara had given her 
blessing to me, but Wei didn't know that. She still thought Tara didn't know anything. I looked meaningfully at 
Tara and she quickly understood. Tara then shocked the hell out of me. She stood behind Wei and opened Wei's 
robe all the way, exposing her small lithe naked body. "Come and touch her." Tara told me.
   I quickly joined them and knelt before Wei and ran my hands firmly over her body. Wei was terrified and 
looked up into Tara's eyes. Tara then bent her head down and kissed Wei full on the lips. I thought it was just 
for reassurance, but after several seconds, I realized it was more. My wife and my daughter kissed as 
passionately as I had ever kissed either of them. You could have knocked me over with a feather.
   Tara separated, looked at me with surprise, and blushed crimson red. I guess she hadn't intended that. I 
didn't want to loose this moment. I stood and kissed Tara, and opened her robe and let it drop to the floor 
behind her. Wei began to run her hands over her mother and strip off her underwear. Tara was melting and I 
think both Wei and I wanted to make the most of it. Not giving up the kiss or my wandering hands, I 
maneuvered Tara to the living room and lay her down on the thick plush rug we have on the hardwood floor. 
Wei had grabbed the couch pillows. As soon as her mother's butt hit the rug, Wei's face was between her legs 
and doing things men didn't know. I grabbed my wife's wrists and pinned them above her head in case she tried 
to resist. I tried to kiss her but Tara had lost the ability to kiss back. I began to kiss her ears, neck, and breasts. 
   Whatever Wei was doing was working, but with extreme fine control. She was slowly causing Tara to loose 
control of her body. Tara was like Jello now; quivering, but not able to move.
   After a minute, Wei looked up at me and motioned for me to come. She then pushed me to guide my hard 
dick into Tara's pussy. I started to pump slowly lots of sensation. Wei crawled around and stuck her head 
between me and my wife and started sucking on Tara's clit. 
   Tara suddenly came to life and grabbed Wei's legs, lifted Wei over, and stuck her head into Wei's pussy. I 
didn't think I would ever see my wife eat a pussy. Now my wife and my daughter were in 69, and I was fucking 
my wife. Life was good.
   I had to go real slow so that my stomach didn't smack my daughter in the face. We had become a single 
writhing body of flesh. It was completely unreal. 
   Tara started to climax first. Wei lost the ability to suck so she leaned to one side and I then plowed into 
Tara. I was cumming while jammed up against Tara's womb. Tara was taking her excess sexual exclamations 
out on Wei's pussy, and Wei was just hanging on for the ride. 
   We all came and I finally collapsed and we just lay there hugging and running an occasional hand over 
different body parts. Wei was the first to move. She bent across Tara and took my dick in her mouth. She licked 
and sucked all of mine and Tara's juices off until I was squeaky clean. Then she moved between Tara's legs. I 
kept Tara pinned as Wei lovingly sucked and licked her mother clean also. 
   We worked around the house that day. Nobody spoke about what happened. That evening, Tara announced 
that she was going to bed early. Wei must have understood what Tara had said, because as soon as Tara had left 
the room, Wei stood and walked toward me. She was undressing as she walked toward me. The first to go was 
her shirt that she had to unbutton. Her movements were slow and deliberate, and very sexy. She wiggled her 
shoulders and let the shirt fall to the floor and my dick became hard as steel. She turned her head and her long 
hair splayed out behind her. Then she started to unbutton her pants as she stood in front of where I sat in my 
oversized recliner. Her pants were tight and she had to wiggle her butt as she pushed them down. She was also 
putting on a show for me. Her white cotton underwear started to come off but stayed just above her pussy. She 
bent over at the waist to pull her pants off her feet. Her face was invitingly close to my lap. She then stood and 
pushed her underwear down and they dropped to the floor where she kicked them free. Her lean form was 
breathtaking in the full light of the room. I knew what was hidden in the fold between her legs, and I swallowed 
hard. 
   Wei knelt between my knees. She expertly undid my belt and zipper, and pulled my red raging hardon free. 
I slouched down to give her more access to my lap, but kept my hands on the arms of the recliner. I wanted to 
be fully serviced. My daughter bent and took the head of my dick into her mouth. She twisted her head, 
squeezed her lips, and twirled her tongue as she worked her way down my dick. Her head bobbed at the speed I 
masturbated and comfortable shivers ran through my body. I could lay there and enjoy this sensation for the rest 
of my life. 
   Then she stopped. I looked up in disappointment. Wei stood and placed one foot up on the seat beside me. I 
was presented with a fantastic view as her pussy opened like a flower before me. Then she climbed up with both 
feet by my sides. Wei then squatted directly over my dick. She stopped before she sat on me and grabbed my 
dick with one hand. Then she began to rub the head my dick back and forth on her pussy. I think my daughter 
intended to impale herself on me. 
   I wasn't ready for this. Emotionally, I hadn't considered the idea of what it would mean to fuck my 
daughter. She had been my daughter for only a week, but still, this would be true incest. Intellectually, I had 
briefly fantasized about it, but the idea of my big dick doing anything but hurting her was just not possible. I 
knew she wasn't a virgin, somebody have been inside her before, but she was so very small. I grabbed her 
before she could get positioned, pulled her down, and held her tightly to my chest. 
   Wei looked into my eyes with a completely confused, frustrated, and disappointed look. Quietly she began 
to speak in Chinese. She was explaining something to me, and then begging. She stopped and said slowly in 
English, "I want. Please?"
   I never could say no to beautiful women. I put my finger to my lips to shush her, and then kissed her full 
and passionately on the lips. Lifting her up and to one side I gave her a look to make her stay, and went to the 
pantry. We kept a box of extra toiletries there; like soap and tooth paste. There was an extra full tube of 
lubricant. I grabbed a towel and came back to Wei. She lit up and glowed when she saw that I was going to let 
her fuck me. I quickly undressed in front of her while my dick was waving a symphony in the air. 
   I lay down on the towel and kicked the recliner all the way back. Wei scrambled on top of me. She knew 
what to do with the lube and smothered my dick and her pussy. She then squatted low and positioned my dick. 
She lowered her weight until my hard dick pressed against her pussy. My daughter grimaced in serious pain, 
and dropped her weight. I popped in with a lot of pain myself. She sighed in relief and held herself there for a 
few minutes. I looked at her face and saw her concentrate intently as she began to work a tiny bit up and down, 
my dick just barely inside her. Her vagina was so tight I thought it would cut off my dick. As she lowered 
herself the skin stretched so tightly on the head of my dick it hurt. When she pulled up, the suction on my dick, 
and to see her pussy lips stretch down holding my dick, was the most incredibly intense sexual feeling any man 
could have. 
   Wei's breathing changed as we began to enjoy it. I lay frozen, not wanting to hurt her. My daughter 
continued to slowly increase the range and speed of her impalement. I could see my dick inside her pushing her 
belly out a tiny bit. I had to bite my lip hard. I didn't want to cum early and spoil her moment. 
   When I was three quarters in I felt the familiar pressure of the back of her vagina. Wei pulled back up and 
looked at me waiting. She wanted to know how I felt about not being all the way in. I smiled warmly. Three 
quarters of heaven was three quarters more than I deserved. 
   Now that she knew her range, Wei started bouncing faster and faster. She was gasping for breath and 
grunting. I shook my head from side to side, trying everything to keep from cumming. Wei gave out a 
yell/screech as she lost control of her legs and collapsed forward onto my chest. 
   It was my turn now. I began to pump steadily into her as I tightly held her to my chest. I knew the range and 
was careful not to go too deep of come out all the way. Wei cried out softly as she built up to an intense climax. 
I was holding mine on a razors edge, waiting for my daughter to peak. 
   She suddenly stopped breathing and began her seizure like orgasms. Her pussy clamped down on my dick 
so hard that when I started to pump out my sperm it almost hurt. Almost hurt and pleasure so intense that I 
thought I would go insane. 
   Wei's vagina continued to squeeze and throb long after my dick had finished. I still rode a wave of 
endorphins. Ever so slowly Wei's seizure calmed and her breathing deepened and slowed. My dick was still 
hard, but having been squished, it was almost too sensitive to keep inside of her. We lay resting for ten or 
fifteen minutes. 
   I finally rolled my daughter off of me. She squeaked with displeasure when I got up. I went and got a warm 
washcloth, and cleaned us up. I got her up and wearily we carried our clothes up the stairs. Wei turned to go to 
her room and I reached down and grabbed her hand. I pulled Wei toward our bedroom. She looked up at me 
worried. I knew I would be pushing it with Tara, but after tonight, I felt Wei was an integral part of me. I gently 
pushed my daughter into our bed and up against my wife. I climbed in after her. I knew that Tara knew exactly 
what was happening, but she didn't make a sound. I reached over my daughter to hold my wife and squeeze us 
all together. I slept soundly.
   I awoke in daylight to a familiar but surprising sound. Tara was grunting and whimpering. I looked down 
and between Tara's upraised knees I saw Wei's dark head wiggling. This was fantastic. I didn't need to worry 
about Wei sleeping with us. 
   I was rock hard and feeling left out. Then I saw Wei's butt sticking up in the air. It was too much. I grabbed 
the lube from the nightstand and got out of bed to stand behind Wei. She was on her knees licking her mother's 
pussy vigorously. As soon as I touched Wei's butt, she spread her knees and it put her pussy at just the right 
height. 
   I lubed us both up and pressed my hard dick against my daughter's tiny pussy. Wei wiggled her hips a tiny 
bit until I felt my dick slip into a softer spot. I slowly slid carefully into my daughter's pussy. There was no pain 
this time but I had to go very slowly because it was so tight. Wei paused to sigh and Tara looked up. Her eyes 
widened and her jaw dropped. Wei dove her head back into her mother's pussy and Tara's eyes glazed over and 
she lay back again.
   When I was halfway in I began to pump gently. On my forward thrust Wei would lick up the length of 
Tara's pussy. As I pulled back, Wei would lick down. The rhythm I set up soon had Tara gasping for breath and 
groaning loudly. I felt like I was fucking my wife but it was being translated to something much more powerful 
for us through our daughter.
    I had to pace myself carefully. If I went too fast then Wei couldn't concentrate on her mother. Tara was 
quickly beginning to cum anyway. She screamed out wildly and arched her back sharply. I had been 
concentrating on just pumping in and out without losing control. When Tara came, I lost control and my hips 
convulsed to thrust in and out and pumped quickly for a few seconds as I came and pulsed. Wei then gasped, 
sucked in her breath, and started to shake uncontrollably with me. 
   I think we are the happiest family I can imagine.
   
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