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In the midst of the cicadas' fierce chorus nesting within the grounds of Sazanami-so, a man and woman are tangled together, drenched, in a cramped six-tatami room.
"Ah... Daddy... that's amazing—"
Still half-dressed in her sky-blue and white summer sleeveless top and beige hot pants, the girl accepts my rigid, throbbing hardness.
At thirty-five years old, I'm a man who looks like he's in his early twenties, and the girl pinned beneath me appears to be nothing more than a child.
Her long, alluring black hair clings to her sweat-dampened cheeks, and her flawless, pale skin is tinged a faint pink from the intense movement.
She's the type of cool beauty who would suit words like "noble" or "aloof," but right now, her face is painted with pleasure. She's trying to maintain composure, but with how deeply I'm thrusting into her, it's clear she has none left.
The round swell spilling from her chest maintains its youthful firmness and softness, defying gravity with its supple shape.
The flesh spilling from her half-removed shorts carries the same allure as her chest, rich and voluptuously rounded.
A breathtakingly lewd sight. Breasts and buttocks, both perfectly plump. Snow-white, smooth skin. A slender waist. The occasional sweet, indecent moan slipping from her lips.
Every part of her evokes the image of a fully matured woman—yet she is only thirteen years old. A middle school girl.
"Aika... it feels so good..."
"Me too... I'm gonna cum again...!"
The walls of the girl's pussy tighten around my shaft.
No matter how many times I experience it, I can't resist this sensation. When she begs for my cum deep in her womb, a man is utterly powerless.
"I'm coming... Aika!!"
"Give it to me!! Fill my pussy with your cum!!"
Pounding into her relentlessly in missionary, I gaze at the girl's face, twisted in pleasure.
Though we're both lost in ecstasy, there's an expression of relief and comfort on her face.
Kutsuki Aika.
Thirteen years old. A second-year middle schooler.
She is, without a doubt, my—Kasahara Koichiro's—biological daughter.
And we have sex almost every day.
"I'm cumming... I'm cumming, Aika!!"
"Give it to me!! Fill my womb with your cum!! Ahh!! I'm cumming too!!!"
Aika and I scream in climax simultaneously.
Instantly, the unleashed sensation of release and pleasure overwhelms me.
Thick, white spurts flood the girl's womb.
The sense of unity is so intense, I can't tell whether I'm ejaculating or she's milking me dry.
People sometimes describe sex as "becoming one," and indeed, we were truly connected.
The firm union of penis and pussy.
The unrestrained exchange of semen and arousal.
Uninhibited moans.
Sexual impulses unburdened by contraception or ethics.
Creampie inside a thirteen-year-old middle schooler.
Since the camping trip on Sazanami-so's grounds ended—since the summer vacation of Aika Middle School began—Aika and I have been having sex nearly every day.
More than before.
More intensely.
And more frequently.
I've been creampieing my own daughter.
On my days off, we indulge our urges even in broad daylight.
We don't hold back our voices.
I make her scream and moan as much as possible.
Ever since that day I creampied Mizuki's Anna-chan, I've felt like the bond between Aika and me has deepened.
We're not a swinging couple, but by experiencing sex with other middle schoolers, I've come to love Aika even more deeply.
Physically, I might have better compatibility with Anna-chan. Her breasts are bigger, and though both are at an incredibly high level, the white girl surpasses Aika in several aspects. The taboo thrill of defiling a saintly girl is unmatched.
In terms of technique, Mizuki—who's likely self-taught and well-practiced—probably has the edge.
Especially when it comes to blowjobs and rimming, no one surpasses her. And in terms of teasing erogenous zones like nipples to heighten arousal, she could rival even professionals.
But I love Aika the most.
The sense of security during sex, the comfort of holding her—none of the other girls compare.
That day, after I was exhausted from sex with Anna-chan, Aika welcomed me back with a smile.
Like a true wife.
Crossing the line from daughter to lover, she greeted me with a tender, "Welcome home."
For a single man, the place to return to might usually be his parents' home.
But from that moment on, my place to return to became Aika's lap, her embrace.
Hoping that I can be the same for her, I continue to hold Aika close.
"Even so, doing this in broad daylight with such loud voices feels a little..."
Whether it's midday or midnight, those who live in apartment complexes usually suppress their noises during sex.
But since summer vacation started, we've been letting our voices echo through the room without restraint. Because—
"Who cares? There's no one else here but us right now."
Aika grins mischievously.
That's right—right now, Sazanami-so is empty except for Aika and me.
Since summer vacation began, Mizuki has been throwing herself into track and field club activities, barely ever home between morning, afternoon, and evening practices.
Mizuki's father, whom I only met once during the camping trip, has been away for work, and Anna-chan's family returned to their hometown in France five days into summer vacation.
What about the other residents?
You might wonder, but the truth is, aside from me and Aika, the Sarashina household (Mizuki's family), and the Vallière household (Anna-chan's family), Sazanami-so has no other tenants.
I only found out recently, but the place is so run-down that hardly anyone moves in.
You might question how it even functions as a rental property, but the elderly landlady I met once during the move doesn't seem to care much about rental income.
In short, three of Sazanami-so's six rooms are vacant.
And two of the occupied ones are empty right now.
Meaning, we have no reason to hold back during sex.
"Or are you feeling unsatisfied because you can't have sex with the others?"
"N-No way!"
Aika smiles as if she sees right through me.
It feels like a dangerous conversation, but Aika has accepted my sexual relationships with the other girls.
On one condition: they also call me "Daddy."
I have no idea why, but before the camping trip, the three of them apparently agreed on it. Awkwardly, both Mizuki and Anna-chan now call me "Daddy" in front of Aika.
Of course, in front of their real parents, it's still "Kasahara-san" or "Mister," but when alone with me or in front of Aika, they call me "Daddy" without hesitation.
Alone with me—as perceptive readers might guess, we've continued our sexual relationship since that camping trip.
With Mizuki, it's just the occasional hallway titfuck, but with Anna-chan, it's full-on sex.
I had an inkling that Anna-chan had a strong sex drive from that night and earlier incidents, but she's been timing it—when her mother is out or when Aika isn't home—to seduce me in just shorts and a T-shirt, braless.
Of course, Aika knows.
She knows, and since the initial condition is met, she doesn't complain. But she probably doesn't know that during sex, Anna-chan calls me "Koichiro-san."
That French girl is trouble.
And she's insanely hot and cute, which makes it worse.
Honestly, when sex with her reaches its peak, I push Aika to the back of my mind.
That's just how sex is, but the sheer pleasure of her pussy has made me wary.
Anna-chan's body is in a league of its own.
That's why I have to remind myself not to let my heart stray from Aika.
Of course, when I'm having sex with Aika, those worries vanish. But as a male, the instinct to spread my seed to multiple females is natural, so I must keep my rationality intact.
Not that it matters—all three are on the pill, so creampies are "unlimited."
"You say that, but isn't sex with Anna or Mizuki actually better than with your own daughter?"
"I told you, it's not."
Aika wears a teasing smile, but inwardly, I'm rattled.
It's not that the other two feel better than Aika, but they're just as good—and that's the truth.
Honestly, having near-daily sex with three middle schoolers—all beautiful girls with D-cups or larger—while being a single salaryman in his thirties is nothing short of heaven.
If I dared ask for more, divine punishment would surely strike.
I gaze again at Aika's ample curves.
At thirteen, she's already an E-cup.
With perfect shape, color, and nipples—proof of her superior genetics.
"Don't stare like that... it's embarrassing."
Just moments ago, she was flaunting her lewdness unabashedly, but now she's acting like a shy middle school girl again.
Her arms cover her chest, only making her breasts look even fuller.
From this angle, they don't seem much smaller than Anna-chan's F-cups. Aika is slightly shorter, so proportionally, the difference might be negligible...
"...You can tell, can't you?"
Blushing, Aika looks up at me hesitantly.
At first, I'm not sure what she means, but it seems something's up with her bust.
Honestly, I'm not entirely sure, so I play along, and she confesses easily.
"My chest... I think it got bigger. Lately, my bras feel tight..."
Cradling her unbelievably mature swell, she reveals a secret no middle schooler would normally confess to her father.
"Will you come with me to buy new underwear?"
Needless to say, her words leave me stiff as a corpse.
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