34 . Elia’s intentions (2)
“Rihanna, would you like to go out with the kids for a minute?”
Rihanna, watching the whole situation, quietly nodded her head without raising any questions.
Rihanna spoke in a faintly trembling voice to the children around her.
“Guys, let’s go.”
The children nodded in unison and followed Rihanna obediently outside.
There was the sound of a door closing, and silence fell over the house.
It’s a house that I’ve never thought of as being too small, but right now, at this moment, I feel guilty that Elia is so cramped that her hidden room is everything.
I took a deep breath and knocked on the door Elia had locked.
“Elia, are you okay?”
There was no reply.
I put my hand on the door, lowered my head, and opened my mouth again.
“I’m sorry Dad. Because Elia said that, my father was not in a good mood….”
Only then could I clearly hear Elia’s sobbing from beyond the door. It felt like her heart was being torn to pieces. Elia, who had never shed tears in front of me except when she was in the form of a newborn baby, maybe because of that, I felt more upset than usual.
It was clear that the father’s wine glass, which every father holds in his heart, and which is filled with the tears of his children, cannot be compared with any other strong drink.
I hadn’t thought about what to say yet, but right now I just wanted to talk to Elia face to face.
I took a deep breath and knocked on the door again.
“Can I come in?”
Then, instead of answering, I heard the sound of the door opening.
I didn’t enter until I counted exactly 10 seconds inwardly, despite the sound of the door opening to give Elia time to prepare her mind.
I couldn’t see Elia, but there was a duvet with a raised center on her bed.
I sat down on the bed without lifting the blanket.
She felt the soft bed under her ass, but apart from that, her heart felt like it was sitting on a cushion of thorns.
I couldn’t think of what to say. I wanted to stroke her hair as usual, but now I was thinking that one of her little actions would hurt her.
Elia spoke to me first from under the blanket.
“Dad… Daddy doesn’t love me?”
Ellia’s voice cracked from crying so much.
“It can’t be, can it? Dad loves our daughters more than anyone else.”
“Then why can’t I have a relationship with my dad… I can’t be without my father.”
The problem I had been turning my eyes to, when Elia uttered those words, I had no choice but to face it.
I took a moment to catch my breath, and then came up with a stereotypical answer.
“Elia, you shouldn’t do that with your family.”
To be honest, to borrow an honest feeling, even now I was barely holding on to the strings of reason.
There were times when I felt s*xual desire from the bodies of the girls clinging to me with their adult bodies. Otherwise it would be false Because their bodies, which have grown to maturity in four years, are heterogeneous and bring a sense of distance. However, it didn’t show at all. I didn’t want to hurt them by revealing my desire.
Do you openly seduce me to have a relationship while you endure it like that? It was an irresistible temptation unless I ripped off all the thigh meat.
After hearing my answer, Elia shook her shoulders for a moment. Elia’s sadness could be felt even through her blanket.
I understand.
The only men in the vicinity were Hans, a middle-aged man with gray hair who was running a butcher shop, and several other stooped grandfathers.
Naturally, as the only young man in the village, it was inevitable that attention would be drawn to me.
I didn’t want to say this, but in the first place, wasn’t I also the biological father of the girls?
The silence continued for a long time, and Elia finally appeared out of the blanket.
Ellia’s eyelids were stained red.
The cheek I hit also left a very slight mark.
I asked, caressing her cheek carefully.
“I’m sorry, did it hurt a lot?”
Elia seemed to have calmed down quite a bit after crying, and unlike my expectations, Elia was very calm.
“Yeah, it’s okay. I was wrong.”
Although he seems to have regained his senses, he never knows when he will have another seizure. I was careful and careful not to touch Ellia’s heart as much as possible.
I sat down next to Elia and asked her question again.
“Are you feeling alright?”
Elia shook her head slowly, not showing her affirmation.
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For some reason, a corner of my heart stung.
“If Dad can do anything, tell me. I will listen to anything.”
Elia’s eyes sparkled.
“Really?”
I was confident that I would do whatever she asked.
Expensive clothes, tons of books, and high-end food materials that I couldn’t even look at normally, everything.
It would have to cost a little bit, but it was more than enough to make Elia feel better.
But Elia, contrary to my expectations, blushed, twisted her body, and opened her mouth.
“Then… Kiss me.”
It was an easier request than I thought. Isn’t kissing often?
I kissed Elia’s soft cheek and watched her reaction.
Even though she had agreed to Elia’s request, she still had a pouty expression on her face.
As I looked at it with a puzzled face, Elia brought her body closer to me and opened her mouth with a bewitching voice.
“No, not here.”
Elia flicked her finger across her pink lips.
“This way, Dad.”
It feels like my breath has stopped.
I couldn’t cross the line. Isn’t she the irreplaceable daughter whom I cherished and raised?
It’s not that there aren’t fathers who kiss their daughters on the lips, but I can tell intuition that what she wants isn’t such a simple thing.
If I crossed the line, it was obvious that I would never be able to return to the current father-daughter relationship.
She didn’t see me as her dad. A person of the opposite s*x, a man who wants to be embraced. She could tell she was aware of it. I wasn’t even that blind.
It didn’t make sense to say you were connected with your daughter, but….
I hated losing Ellia even more. Rejecting her now made her feel like she would never come out again, locked inside her hard shell that she couldn’t open.
Some might say it was a cowardly excuse, but I made up my mind in my heart.
I gently wrapped the back of Ellia’s head and carefully pulled her towards me.
My heart starts beating like crazy.
Is it really, really okay? Is it okay to go beyond the taboos set by society?
As if to blow away my thoughts, Elia came close to her, and the sweet scent of fruit wafted from her lips.
Her tight-fitting top made her breasts stand out more than usual.
I heard the sound of reason breaking in my head.
As I kissed her on the lips of Elia, Elia put her arms around her body right after her.
It is not the light kiss that a father usually gives to his child, but a deep and deep kiss like that of a lover.
Elia opened her eyes and smiled ecstatically.
Her warm, slippery tongue stretched out and licked her gums inside her, her usual unthinkable movements brought her wildly inside her.
It must be the first kiss in her life, but she was much more skilled than I thought.
Elia opened her mouth and smiled bashfully as she answered my question.
“I knew this day would come, so I practiced hard by myself.”
As soon as she finished her words, I hugged Elia’s soft body and continued her previous action.
We did not exchange a single word with each other. He was only intent on zealously mixing his tongue. Elia dyed my dry lips wet and sticky from nervousness.
Thick saliva flowed between each other’s lips and soaked the bed sheets.
Elia sucked in my saliva and pressed her body further.
Elia, kissing me in a hugged position, bit her lips lightly enough to not hurt, and put her tongue inside her gaping mouth. Her tongue, which moved like a snake, relentlessly searched for my tongue and began to suck it.
An obscene sound echoes from her mouth as she always reads books in a bright voice.
After the long kiss, they managed to separate their saliva-stained lips.
The thin thread that ran between me and Elia was glistening in the sunlight.
They were gasping for breath and staring at each other with red flushed faces.
‘What did I do….’
Kissing while being absorbed in tongue-in-cheek work with your daughter…. Thousands of people are going to be angry.
But Elia didn’t mind. I gently stroked her thigh and opened her mouth.
“Dad, I know you can’t be satisfied with this much. Because my dad and I look alike….”
A sweet voice that melts your eardrums. I swallowed, and cast my gaze at Elia’s lips glistening with my own saliva.
Overcoming guilt was a greater pleasure than that.
“A little more… do you want to do it?”
Elia grabbed my collar and pulled me to the bed. Her body, attracted to her helplessly, collapsed on top of Ellia’s body, and Ellia didn’t miss the chance.
Elia grabbed her arm, which hadn’t come to her senses yet, and moved it to her chest.
Before she knew it, her white skin was completely exposed through the disheveled clothes.
Breasts with red fruits that are attractive even at a glance.
Elia quietly gave me strength so that I couldn’t let go of her hand, and spoke to her again.
“Can we not run away this time? Properly Ellia’s body… Should I watch it to the end?”
The soft touch felt by the fingertips paralyzes reason.
There is no turning back now.
At this moment, the relationship between me and Elia has become the same as spilled water on the floor.
I press her voluptuous breasts with her hand, gently lick her lips again, and suck. Elia is also used to it now, and she moves her tongue naturally to match my movements.
Elia’s tongue, tenaciously intertwined as her sticky saliva dripped down her chin, looked like an obscene creature.
Elia placed my body between her crotch, where she had been rubbing against herself, and covered her delicate body with my body heat.
The last thing I heard in my ears after losing reason was Elia’s weeping voice.
“Yes… Finally with my dad… Can lead….”
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Four years of time, the fruit of immorality, which was grown with a sense of guilt as food, was sweet enough to be incomparable to anything else, but on the other hand, it gave off a bitter aftertaste.