The college girls' dormitory tonight had its lights turned off very early. No one spoke anymore, each lying on their own bed. Because today there was a special guest in the dormitory—Wang Xiaolian's father.
Ever since that candid game last time, the girls in the dormitory all knew that Xiao Lian's father, every time he came to visit his daughter, would have relations with his now adult daughter. Once, He Jing even received him on Xiao Lian's behalf and afterward brought back a jar of fragrant cured meat. Since then, everyone has held a subtle curiosity and fondness for this father.
Someone suggested, 'Next time Xiao Lian's dad comes, he can just come straight to the dorm, no need to get a room outside anymore.' Who knew that this time it suddenly started pouring rain outside, and the father couldn't go back. With no one speaking up to see him out, he spent the night in this dorm full of adult female university students.
Around midnight, the man lying beside his daughter had been hard for a long time. Hearing no sound around them, he softly called into his daughter's ear: 'Xiaolian.'
Wang Xiaolian responded groggily, "Dad..."
He quietly took off his daughter’s panties and climbed onto her body. His hard penis pressed against the daughter’s already moist entrance, and with a slight sink of his waist, he slid in smoothly.
“Mm…” the daughter responded. She wrapped her arms around her father’s back, her legs naturally resting at his waist, her slender waist gently twisting, matching his rhythm.
Moonlight seeped through the gaps in the curtains. In this university girls' dormitory, a middle-aged father was pressing down on his adult daughter, moving in and out slowly and powerfully.
He lowered his head and took one side of his daughter's breast into his mouth, gently sucking and nibbling, his lower body rising and falling rhythmically. His sex went in and out of his daughter's tight, hot interior, bringing out sticky wet sounds.
Unnoticed, he increased the force. The wooden bed frame gave a faint creak. Pleasure quickly accumulated between the two of them.
His daughter’s breathing became more and more rapid beneath him, her plump hips raised to meet him. She was already completely immersed in the sensation brought by her father.
After more than a hundred thrusts, Xiao Lian came first. The warm liquid overflowed from where they were joined and dripped onto the bedsheet, spreading into a patch of wetness.
Father knew his daughter had already climaxed, but he was still hard. Seeing his daughter's exhausted appearance, he gently withdrew, not continuing to trouble her.
Suddenly, a drop of something cool fell on his back. He reached to touch it—sticky with a faint fishy smell, very similar to his daughter's fluids.
He got out of bed quietly and peered up toward the upper bunk.
Sleeping on the bunk above Xiao Lian was Qian Lan. At this moment, she was using her own hand to move between her legs. The commotion from the lower bunk made it impossible for her to sleep, so she could only relieve herself.
She was rubbing her own breasts with one hand and reaching into her panties with the other, her face wearing an intoxicated expression. Suddenly she felt someone watching her, opened her eyes, and happened to meet his gaze.
In an instant, she was so embarrassed she did not know what to do, her hand inside her underwear caught between going in and out, and she could only close her eyes tightly and pretend she had seen nothing.
He climbed up to the upper bunk and gently pulled down Qian Lan’s underwear. Her hand was still instinctively covering herself, fingertips glistening with wetness. He moved her hand away and saw the jet-black hair soaked and gleaming, pressed against the slightly parted slit.
He did not do much foreplay, directly parting her legs and pressing the already hard again sex organ against her, sliding in at once along the slick liquid.
“Mmm……” Qian Lan let out a stifled moan. Showing such a look in front of a classmate’s father made her both shy and excited. She grabbed the blanket and covered her face.
But her body was honest. Her warm, wet inner walls tightly wrapped around him, and her hips began to gently sway.
He knelt between her legs, both hands kneading breasts even fuller than his daughter's, while his lower body thrust back and forth in large movements. Each time he tried his best to push all the way in.
Qian Lan twisted her waist, her legs weakly parted on either side, her snow-white buttocks meeting his thrusts. Her breasts were a size larger than Xiao Lian's, impossible to fully grasp with one hand.
He leaned down and pulled the blanket away from her face. There she was, drenched in sweat, a strand of hair stuck to her forehead, her eyes half-lidded, her white teeth biting her lower lip as she tried to stifle her moans, yet they still leaked out through her nose.
He lowered his head and kissed her—more accurately, he licked her face and sucked on her lips, getting his saliva all over her face.
Qian Lan only felt a strong masculine scent rush over her. The intense pleasure from her lower body gradually made her dazed; she opened her mouth to respond to his kiss, greedily sucking his tongue.
She no longer cared about shame, gripping his back tightly with both hands, her legs clamping around his waist, the toes of her feet scraping乱 on the bedsheet, her waist constantly twisting, welcoming the increasingly fierce thrusts.
He sped up. Suddenly, he felt the girl beneath him convulse, her inner walls sucking on him like a little mouth. A surge of intense pleasure came from their union; he let out a low growl, and the scorching liquid was deeply injected into her body.
He withdrew from Qian Lan’s wet body, got out of bed, walked to the door, and turned on the light.
In an instant, the bodies of seven young women appeared under the lights.
Qian Lan and Xiao Lian had slowly drifted into dreamland, while the other five were still awake. They closed their eyes but were clearly not asleep, their bodies slightly feverish, as if waiting for something.
He walked to Sun Lili's bedside, sat down, and carefully looked at her body full of youthful vitality.
A snow-white bra encased full breasts; similarly snow-white panties traced a seductive curve between her legs, already soaked through in the middle. Her legs were smooth and slender, gleaming with a fine luster under the light.
Because she had just relieved herself, her face was still flushed, and the small cherry-red lips beneath her dainty nose trembled uneasily.
Sun Lili felt the mattress sink slightly, followed immediately by a body carrying a strong masculine scent approaching her.
Her heart raced as she held her breath and waited. A pair of rough hands undid her bra and covered her breasts. The calluses on his hands brushed against her delicate skin, sending waves of tingling pleasure. Those hands kneaded her breasts, pinched her nipples, making her unable to suppress soft moans.
His hand slid from her breasts to her lower abdomen, then to her full buttocks, gently pulling down her panties.
Sun Lili lay completely naked before him. He paused, as if captivated by the sight before him.
A hand covered her private parts, gently stroking, the fingers sliding up and down through the slit.
“Mm……” Sun Lili said softly.
He lowered his head and looked carefully. Her mons was full, like a slightly bulging meat bun; after being soaked, the black hair clung obediently to her skin, wrapping the gap tightly and completely.
He parted the fur and found that already moist, open entrance. Supporting his own re-hardened shaft, he thrust in all at once, aided by the slick liquid.
“Mmm……” The hot, thick thing filled her.
He began thrusting slowly, one hand braced on the bed, the other still kneading her breasts, his lips licking messily across her face.
She moaned softly, her inner walls tightly wrapping around him. Her breasts were kneaded out of shape by him, her nipples hard like small stones.
He raised his upper body and spread her legs as far apart as possible, clearly watching his own sex move in and out of her body. Each time he pulled out, sticky fluid came with it, flowing down along the crease of her thigh.
Sun Lili's cheeks were flushed crimson, fragrant sweat beaded her skin, her small mouth slightly open—she was completely immersed in the pleasure.
He sped up. She twisted her waist frantically to meet him, her vagina contracting violently. In the end she trembled all over as she reached climax.
He thrust dozens more times before withdrawing from her body. White liquid slowly flowed out from where she had been used.
He stood up, his sex still rigid. He stepped over her bed and came to the bunk just beside it — Zhang Xiaoyi’s bed.
Zhang Xiaoyi is widely recognized as the most elegant girl in the school. Her skin is so fair it's almost transparent, and her features are as exquisite as if meticulously carved.
Under the light, she lay quietly, her bra encasing her beautifully shaped breasts, cotton panties hugging her rounded buttocks, and her fair, tender thighs parted gently.
He gently stroked her leg, afraid his rough hand would hurt her. Xiao Yi’s body trembled slightly, her clear black-and-white eyes looking at him wetly.
He moved his hand to that thin layer of fabric. The high, swollen bulge was very elastic, and the heat and moisture passed through the fabric into his hand.
He slowly removed that final covering.
Xiaoyi had much less pubic hair than Sun Lili, with only a small amount covering the top, neatly distributed. The two thick labia had almost no hair, and the bright red slit in the middle was filled with glistening fluid.
He couldn’t help lowering his head, opening his mouth to take in the whole private part, his tongue licking up and down along the slit, sucking the sweet, sticky juices.
“Ah……” Xiao Yi let out a long sigh. The tongue, like a nimble little fish, explored and teased; every brush against her sensitive spot made her whole body go weak.
Her fair, tender thighs clamped around his head, her buttocks gently twisting in response.
His two hands simultaneously pushed up her bra, gripping those full breasts and kneading them hard. Snow-white breast flesh spilled through his fingers, the pink nipples hard and hot.
He lifted his head, wiped away the fluid at the corner of his mouth, guided his sex to the entrance, lowered his waist, and slid in all the way.
“Oh...” The feeling of fullness made Xiaoyi let out a satisfied sound.
He pressed his whole body on top of her, kissing her mouth, thrusting forcefully below. Her inner walls were tight and hot, wrapping around him tightly.
Xiaoyi stuck out her tongue in response to his kiss, wrapped her arms around his neck, clamped her legs around his waist, and actively lifted her hips to meet him.
He changed positions several times. First he made her kneel and brace herself, entering from behind; then he had her lie on her back, spreading her legs as wide as possible so he could clearly see himself going in and out.
Pleasure kept accumulating. Finally, he thrust heavily, releasing everything inside her.
Xiaoyi lay limp on the bed, her eyes vacant, her body still trembling slightly.
After he withdrew, he looked at the other girls in the dormitory who were still awake. They said nothing, only looked at him, their bodies slightly warm.
The night is still long.
He went to the next one in turn. None of them refused. Some parted their legs on their own, some took off their last covering themselves, and some hugged his back tightly when he entered them.
The entire dorm room was filled with suppressed yet unrestrained panting, the sounds of bodies colliding, and sticky, wet noises.
By the second half of the night, he had been with almost everyone once. Some people went once, some went twice. The sheets were covered with wet marks everywhere, and the air was thick with a heavy atmosphere of lust.
In the end, he returned to his daughter Xiaolian. Xiaolian had woken up at some point and was quietly looking at him.
He said nothing, simply entering her body again. This time she was especially proactive, her legs tightly wrapped around him, softly calling him 'Dad' in his ear.
When he released again, the sky was already faintly brightening.
He lay beside his daughter, listening to the even breathing gradually return in the dormitory. Everyone was utterly exhausted and had fallen into a deep sleep.
The next morning, when sunlight shone into the dormitory, the girls woke up one after another. No one mentioned last night's events, but no one showed disgust or regret either. Instead, when making eye contact, there was a hint of knowing smiles in their eyes.
When father packed up to leave, Xiao Lian saw him to the door and gave him a light kiss on the cheek.
"Next time... you can come again," she said softly.
He nodded and said nothing more.
Since then, whenever he came to see his daughter, the girls in the dorm would tacitly turn off the lights early. Sometimes it was his daughter, sometimes it was Qian Lan, sometimes Sun Lili or Zhang Xiaoyi, sometimes several people together.
Once a taboo is broken, it can never be fully closed again.
And they, in their best years, have turned this immoral downfall into a tacit secret between them.
From that night on, things did not end as outsiders had imagined.
When Wang Xiaolian's father appeared at the dormitory door again, it was a Friday night half a month later. It wasn't raining outside; he could have stayed at a hotel, but he still walked in carrying simple luggage.
All six girls in the dorm room were present. The lights were still on.
Seeing her father, a flicker of complex emotion passed through Xiaolian's eyes. She then turned to her roommates and said, "Tonight... you all figure it out yourselves."
No one raised an objection.
Qian Lan was the first to stand up, walking to the door, locking it from the inside, and drawing the curtains tightly. Sun Lili walked over and dimmed the lights a bit, leaving only the few warm yellow bedside lamps. Zhang Xiaoyi leaned against her own bed, lowering her head to tidy her already somewhat messy hair, but her ears quietly turned red.
He Jing sat on her own lower bunk, watching all this, and suddenly gave a soft laugh: “Since we've already come this far, why not... make the rules a little clearer.”
Father put down the luggage, his voice somewhat hoarse: 'What rules?'
He Jing lifted her eyes and looked straight at him: “From now on, whenever you come, we won't refuse. But every time, you must ask Xiao Lian first. If she nods, then we continue. If she shakes her head, then tonight will belong only to her.”
Xiaolian was taken aback for a moment, then gave a slight nod.
Father looked at his now adult daughter, his throat moving slightly: 'Okay.'
That night, Xiaolian pulled her father onto her own bed.
She wasn't as passive as the first time. She took off her own clothes, straddled her father, pressed her hands against his firm chest, and slowly swallowed that thing which was already completely hard. The feeling of fullness from her inner walls being stretched made her bite her lower lip, emitting a faint nasal sound.
“Dad… so full…”
Father's hands held her waist but didn't move immediately, just letting her rise and fall on her own. Xiao Lian's movements were a bit clumsy at first but soon found a rhythm. She swayed her hips back and forth, letting the most sensitive spot repeatedly rub against father's tip, her breathing growing increasingly ragged.
Qian Lan sat on the opposite bed, watching quietly. Her hand had unknowingly slipped into her own pajama pants, fingertips slowly sliding between the already moist slit. Sun Lili leaned against the headboard, her two white legs crossed, yet her eyes unblinkingly fixed on Xiao Lian's undulating back.
Zhang Xiaoyi buried her face in her knees, only revealing a pair of reddened ears.
When Xiaolian reached climax on her father, her whole body went limp as she slumped down, burying her face in the crook of his neck, breathing in shallow pants. Her father, however, was still hard. He gently lifted his daughter's hips, having her kneel on the bed on all fours, and entered her from behind once more.
This time, he no longer held back. Each thrust was deep and heavy, his scrotum slapping against Xiaolian's snow-white buttocks, making crisp sounds. Xiaolian buried her face in the pillow, but suppressed moans still escaped.
“Dad… slower… it’s going to break…”
Father leaned down, close to her ear: 'Last time you said we could do it again next time. Regretting it now?'
Xiaolian shook her head, her voice intermittent: "No... I like it... I like it when Dad is like this..."
This sentence seemed to flip a switch. Father intensified his force until he too released everything inside his daughter.
When he pulled out, a milky white liquid trickled down the inside of Xiao Lian's thigh. She didn't clean up immediately, just lay on her side, looking at her father.
Qian Lan then crawled over from the opposite bed. She didn't speak, just crawled to Xiao Lian's side, lowered her head, and took Father's still semi-hard member into her mouth, licking away the remaining fluids bit by bit. Her movements were meticulous and serious, as if completing a necessary task.
Father's fingers slipped into Qian Lan's hair, not forcefully, just pressing gently.
Sun Lili also got out of bed. She walked behind her father, wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, pressing her breasts against his back. Her hands reached around to the front, grasping the thing Qian Lan was currently sucking and thrusting on, helping to stroke it up and down.
Zhang Xiaoyi finally got down from her own bed. She knelt by the bedside, looking up at her father, her eyes showing hesitation but even more a kind of desire that could no longer be suppressed.
Father reached out, pulled her closer, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
This kiss was longer than the last one. Zhang Xiaoyi was initially a bit stiff, but soon opened her mouth, allowing her father's tongue to probe inside. Her hands clutched her father's arm uncertainly, but her body honestly leaned forward.
That night, father hardly truly slept.
Xiaolian slept beside him for a while. When she woke, she found her father on top of Qian Lan. Qian Lan's legs were lifted high, her ankles held in her father's hands. Each deep thrust drew fragmented whimpers from her. Xiaolian made no sound, merely turned on her side, and reached a hand between her own legs, slowly pleasuring herself in rhythm with them.
Then it was Sun Lili's turn. Her father held her facing him and lifted her up to sit, her whole body almost completely penetrated. Her arms were wrapped around her father's neck, her forehead pressed against his shoulder, and every time he thrust deep into her she would tremble slightly.
Zhang Xiaoyi was the last. When her father entered her from behind, her entire face was buried in Xiao Lian's pillow. Xiao Lian reached out and grasped her hand. The two girls' fingers tightly intertwined, and as orgasm approached, Zhang Xiaoyi buried her face even deeper but did not let go of Xiao Lian's hand.
When dawn came, the dormitory was filled with traces of what had happened after desire. The sheets were crumpled into a mess, and the air was thick with a strong smell. Some of the girls had already fallen asleep, while others still had their eyes open, but their gazes all carried a lazy, satiated look.
Father sat on the edge of the bed smoking. Xiao Lian crawled over, leaned against his shoulder, her voice still a bit hoarse: 'Dad, next month is my birthday.'
“Mm.”
“When the time comes... come stay for a few more days.”
Father turned to look at her. Xiao Lian's eyes showed no shyness, only a calmness that came after complete surrender.
“Good.”
After that, Father came more and more often.
Sometimes it's on weekends, sometimes on weekday evenings. He sends a message in advance to Xiao Lian, who replies with a simple 'come' or 'only me tonight.'
When the reply is 'coming,' the girls in the dorm prepare in advance. Some wash their bodies an extra time in the shower, some change into clothes that are easier to remove, some place contraception within easy reach.
The rules are strictly followed.
Every time Father enters the room, the first thing he always does is look into Xiao Lian's eyes. Xiao Lian nods, and only then do the others move. If Xiao Lian only wants Father alone that day, the others will consciously go to the upper bunk or put on headphones, leaving the space for the father and daughter.
But more and more often, Xiaolian would nod.
She began to enjoy watching her father entangled with others. Especially when her father entered Zhang Xiaoyi, Xiaolian would become especially excited. Zhang Xiaoyi always bit her lip, trying not to make a sound, but her body was more honest than anyone else’s. Every time he pushed into her deepest part, her toes would straighten and her fingers would grip the bedsheet beneath her tightly.
Once, Xiao Lian actively pressed Zhang Xiaoyi's hand onto her own breast, making her knead herself while being entered by her father. Zhang Xiaoyi blushed crimson with shame, but her hand didn't pull back.
Qian Lan grew bolder. She would go down on Father before he was fully hard, carefully serving with her mouth until that thing fully swelled in her mouth. She particularly enjoyed deep-throating, each time trying to swallow as deep as possible, not stopping even when tears of physiological reaction seeped from the corners of her eyes.
Sun Lili, on the other hand, liked being entered from behind. She would place a pillow under her lower abdomen herself, raising her buttocks high, looking back at her father with a soft voice: "Uncle... come in."
He Jing participated the least, but whenever she did, she was especially投入. She would主动 request to have her wrists tied up, use Xiao Lian's silk scarf to secure both hands to the headboard, and then completely open up her body, letting her father use her as he pleased.
A strange tacit understanding gradually formed in the dorm room.
During the day, they are still ordinary college girls. Attending class, doing homework, dating boyfriends (if they have any), discussing exams. At night, if their father comes, once the lights go out, they transform into a different appearance.
No one talked about feelings, and no one talked about the future.
Everyone understood without saying it.
This is just the body's surrender, a complete release of the most taboo desires once in the prime of youth.
But once the body's habits are formed, they are very hard to break.
A month later, on Xiao Lian’s birthday, her father arrived two days early.
He brought a big cake, along with several bottles of wine. There were six of us in the dormitory, plus him, seven people sitting together, and the atmosphere was rarely relaxed.
The cake was cut, the wine was opened. Several girls drank until their cheeks flushed red, and their speech became much bolder.
Qian Lan leaned on Father's shoulder, her fingers unconsciously drawing circles on his thigh. Sun Lili leaned against Xiao Lian, the two whispering something, occasionally chuckling softly. Zhang Xiaoyi sat the farthest away, but from time to time looked up at Father, her gaze carrying unconcealed anticipation.
It's late at night.
As the alcohol took effect, He Jing was the first to stand up, walk in front of her father, and slowly take off her clothes.
Her body appeared especially soft under the warm yellow light. Without a word, she climbed onto her father's lap, straddling him, aligning herself, and slowly sat down.
The rest of them were not surprised; they just watched quietly.
Xiaolian walked over and hugged He Jing from behind, her hands reaching around to knead her breasts, her lips close to her ear: "It's my birthday today. You need to serve my dad well."
He Jing nodded and began moving up and down.
Soon, Qian Lan also joined in. She knelt beside them, lowered her head, and took the exposed part where the father and He Jing were joined into her mouth, her tongue nimbly licking. Sun Lili and Zhang Xiaoyi helped each other take off their clothes, then leaned together, fingers exploring each other's bodies, pleasuring themselves in rhythm with He Jing.
Xiaolian finally crawled over to her father. She cupped his face and kissed him deeply.
This kiss was long.
When she parted, her eyes glistened with moisture: 'Dad, today I want to watch you make them all cry.'
Father chuckled softly, patting He Jing's buttocks with his palm: 'Did you hear that?'
He Jing was thrust so hard that her voice trembled: “I... I heard it...”
That night was longer than any before.
Father made almost every girl cry. Some cried because the pleasure was too intense, others because they couldn't endure being played with continuously. Xiao Lian always watched from the side, occasionally reaching out to wipe away someone's tears, and sometimes couldn't resist joining in herself, letting father enter both her and another person at the same time.
Later on, several girls were sprawled weakly on the bed, their bodies covered with red marks and traces of fluid everywhere. Father held Xiaolian on his body, letting her sit facing him, moving slowly and deeply.
Xiaolian wrapped her arms around his neck, her forehead pressed against his, her voice so faint it was almost inaudible: "Dad... I think... I'm getting a little addicted."
Father didn't answer, just held her hips and thrust deeper with each movement.
The sky outside the window gradually brightened.
This time, no one was in a hurry to clean up. Everyone just leaned against each other, chatting idly or simply staying silent.
Qian Lan suddenly spoke: 'Next semester... I might have to move out.'
Everyone looked at her.
Qian Lan lowered her head, her voice soft: 'My boyfriend wants to move in together. I... might not be able to participate as often anymore.'
The air was quiet for a few seconds.
Xiaolian reached out and held her hand: "It's okay. You can come back anytime you want to."
Qian Lan nodded, her eyes slightly red.
Sun Lili leaned on Zhang Xiaoyi's shoulder and suddenly smiled: "Anyway, we're still here. If Uncle misses us, he can message us anytime."
Zhang Xiaoyi didn't speak, just buried her face a little deeper into Sun Lili's shoulder.
Father looked at these young bodies that had completely sunk into depravity and suddenly felt a strange sense of calm.
He knew that this kind of relationship could not last forever. The girls would eventually graduate, fall in love, get married, and have lives of their own. And he would ultimately be nothing more than a sinful yet scorching interlude in their lives.
But at this moment, in this dorm room that still smelled of semen and sweat, no one was thinking about the future.
Xiaolian adjusted her position in his embrace, allowing the object still buried inside her to go even deeper. She let out a soft sigh, her voice tinged with a lazy satisfaction:
“Dad, in two months it’ll be winter break. Then… stay a few extra days.”
Father responded with a sound of acknowledgment.
His palm slowly moved across his daughter’s smooth back, while his gaze swept over the other girls who had already come close again.
Qian Lan, Sun Lili, Zhang Xiaoyi, He Jing... Their eyes sparkled in the morning light, carrying lingering desire not yet fully faded, and a certain clarity already prepared to continue sinking.
Once a taboo is completely torn open, it can never be closed again.
And they are still in their best years.
Once awakened, desire will not slumber peacefully again.
Father lowered his head and kissed his daughter's lips again. At the same time, his other hand had already reached toward the nearest body beside him.
The morning light gradually brightened.
The sound of panting in the dorm room rang out once again.
(To be continued)
After that night, the relationship became more stable and also more daring.
Father started coming regularly. Sometimes once a week, sometimes once every two weeks. Each time he came, the dormitory would be prepared in advance: clean sheets, ample lubrication, necessary protective measures, and a few contraceptive pills prepared ahead of time.
Xiaolian gradually became a kind of 'organizer' in a certain sense.
She would arrange the order according to each person’s condition, pushing more people over to her father when he was energetic, and when her father was about to reach his limit, she would climb on herself, using the tightest inner walls to squeeze out the last release.
Sometimes she even asks her father to satisfy her with his fingers while he is entering someone else.
“I want to watch you fuck them while your hands bring me to orgasm.” When she said this, there wasn’t the slightest trace of shyness on her face.
Father complied.
Qian Lan's last time before moving out almost turned into a farewell party.
All six of them took part. Their father was surrounded by them, taken in turn by different mouths, swallowed by different bodies. Qian Lan cried, but she cried very quietly. When she was penetrated to the deepest point, she held her father tightly and said in his ear: “Thank you... for letting me know that I could be this slutty.”
Father didn't answer, just held her tighter and thrust more fiercely until they both reached climax simultaneously.
After Qian Lan left, there was one less person in the dorm, but it didn't become quieter.
The remaining people instead became even closer.
Sun Lili and Zhang Xiaoyi began to be used together frequently. Father would have them embrace face-to-face, then take turns entering them from behind. The two girls' breasts pressed against each other, their breaths mingled, and their fingers would involuntarily explore each other's bodies.
Once, father had Zhang Xiaoyi lie underneath, Sun Lili on top of her, while he entered them alternately. With each switch, the two girls made different sounds—Zhang Xiaoyi with suppressed sobs, Sun Lili with unrestrained moans.
Xiaolian used her own hand to take care of herself beside them, but her eyes were frighteningly bright.
He Jing, on the other hand, became more and more addicted to being restrained.
She would prepare a silk scarf or tie herself, and before her father came in, she would have her wrists tied and kneel on the bed waiting. When taken, she was always especially tight, and at climax she would cry hard, yet afterward she would cling to her father and demand another round.
Time passed day by day like this.
Spring turned into summer, and summer moved towards the end of the semester.
The girls started getting busy with exams, internships, and job hunting. Father's visits decreased a little, but every time he came, it was even more intense than the last.
It was as if everyone had a vague sense that these days would not last much longer.
The last large-scale indulgence happened on the weekend before graduation.
All six girls (Qian Lan specially rushed back) were present. They put two beds together, creating enough space.
That night had no rules, no order, only complete indulgence.
Father was served by them in turn, and in turn, he made each of them cry out. Semen was shot inside, on the lower abdomen, on the face, into the mouth. The girls helped each other clean up, then used their lips and fingers to bring each other to climax again.
In the midst of the most chaotic moment, Xiaolian straddled her father's face, letting him use his tongue to satisfy her, while simultaneously reaching out for the bodies of others nearby.
When the morning sunlight shone in again, everyone was exhausted.
Qian Lan leaned against the headboard, her voice still a bit hoarse: 'In the future... it will probably be hard to do this again.'
No one objected.
Sun Lili buried her face in Zhang Xiaoyi's chest, saying muffledly, "Then remember this time."
Xiaolian leaned against her father's side, her finger slowly tracing circles on his chest. She didn't speak, just pressed her body a little closer.
Father raised his hand and gently touched each girl's hair in turn.
He knew this was probably really the last time.
But he didn’t say it.
Some secrets, once begun, are destined to be carefully hidden away for the rest of one's life.
And they, in their best years, have turned this immoral downfall into the most secretive and scorching memory of each other's lives.
Many years later, when each of them had their own family, work, and children, and would occasionally wake in the middle of the night, their bodies would still faintly recall those nights of being filled, penetrated, and completely opened.
Then they will smile, lock that memory back into their hearts, and continue living their seemingly normal lives.
And the door of taboo had been completely pushed open back in that university dormitory.
Will never close again.
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