Chapter 122 – I, in My 40s, Attacked My 60-Year-Old Dad, Made Him My Husband, and Got Pregnant.
“Dad, I want to have a child with you”
“But will you be okay? You’re old now too…”
“It’s okay.. I want to live with my dad for the rest of my life anyway”
Kim Ha-yeon, 41 years old, H cup
I am an old virgin Although he is old, he still has no marriage partner.
He was very popular when he was young. Tall, skinny body. But big breasts. And the looks didn’t appeal to anyone.
Because I took care of my body morbidly, I have a better body than when I was in my 20s.
She is 41 years old, has a waist of 20 to 22 inches, and her silence followed is large, so when she wears pants, her silence followed protrudes greatly, so there are no pants that fit well, and her breasts are H-cup and do not sag, so she prides herself on having the best body.
But maybe I pushed away men when I was too young, and now even though I have a good body, everyone avoids me after hearing my age.
Even when I walk around the streets, they first approach me after seeing my body and face.
To a man in his twenties, most people saw me as just an older aunt or, at most, a mother.
Also, men in their 30s and 40s did not try to meet me, as if they were burdened by looking at me, and some men even said that I would waste money.
But now I desperately needed a man. Unlike when I was younger, I don’t look at my appearance too much.
It was just a man with a stable job and few female friends.
In my late 30s, I found the man I wanted.
He was a manager at a small and medium-sized company, and had few female friends.
Not looking at his looks, he was literally a fat guy in his mid 170’s and weighing over 100kg, but I didn’t care.
I just had to be faithful to my family, and in fact, I was truly in love with the man.
But one day, the guy said that I was too burdensome and he pointed his finger around me too.
He said goodbye to me, saying that because he has a lot of money, he seduces a woman like that with money, and that one day that woman will just skip money and throw it away.
I was in a big shock and didn’t meet men after that, I just lived with men for one night.
Everyone feels repulsed when they hear my age, but I told them to just enjoy the night regardless of my age, and with that, men really only had sex with me and nothing less.
Thanks to that, there are only 4 guys who are sex with me right now.
Three in their 20s and one in their 30s.
They contacted me every day and told me they wanted to have sex, and I was spending every day having sex with a sexpa because I missed a man even though I knew that I was a man who only coveted my body.
However, after having sex, I hugged the man with a pounding heart, but the men just went out coldly, saying they had business to do.
I really felt like a fool and a prostitute who just gave me a body.
Men who just have sex with me and leave. I even have sex without wearing a condom because everyone hates wearing a condom.
I was afraid of getting pregnant, so I took birth control pills every day, and men who knew it would ejaculate in my pussy every day.
I wasn’t worried about getting pregnant because I was taking birth control pills constantly, but I was resentful of men who thought of me as just a tool for sex.
But my heart didn’t. Even though I know, even though I know you only think of me as a tool for sex, my heart longs for a man, so I treat my body like a tool and receive semen every day.
I was just a sex doll for men, nothing more and nothing less.
So I endured and endured, and in the end, I cut off contact with all the sexes, and went to work and lived alone.
On days when I was really hungry for sex, I would dress slutty, go out on the street, grab a guy who was flirting with me, and have sex with him.
After such a meaningless daily life, I found someone who would truly love me.
That’s dad
Dad was living with me after the death of his mom, and my dad, who was 60 years old, is now old enough to hear his grandfather.
But my dad always thought of me as a child and was worried that men wouldn’t let him go if I wore revealing clothes or clothes that showed off my body, but I said I’d rather do that.
Holding my dad, I cried and talked.
“Why isn’t everyone dating me..? Age is just age.. I don’t look at looks or wealth.. Why does everyone hate me..?”
Then, my dad hugged me and comforted me, saying that a good man would come when the time was right, and that these days, many people get married even over 40 years old, and shed tears together.
And I need someone like my dad. Someone who truly cares for me and loves me.
That evening, I had a drink for the first time in a long time with friends who were already married and had children in kindergarten and elementary school.
My friends knew my circumstances, so they didn’t say, “Meet a man, why do you live alone?” They sympathized with me and comforted me only when I brought up the topic.
I drank too much and almost passed out, and my friends escorted me home.
Dad always said he was sorry and thanked my friends, and my friends said they were okay and asked me to contact them if anything happened, took care of me until the end, and then went back.
I am just grateful for such friends.
Dad supported me, took me to my room, put me on the bed, and covered me with a blanket. No matter how much he is a father, it seems that it was difficult for me to take off my old clothes.
I covered him with a blanket and grabbed my dad as he was about to leave.
“Dad.. Should I just live with him? Dad is lonely too..”
“Yeonah Ha.. But you should get married and have a good family. Don’t worry about Dad.”
“If I love my father as a man…?”
“You’ve been drinking too much, go to bed.”
Dad left my room like that.
I was distressed. That made me love my dad
The next day it was the weekend, so I slept in, and when I woke up, lunch was over.
Dad cooked hangover soup for me after drinking and set a table for me to eat.
I looked at my dad and hugged him.
“I’m sorry, Dad.. Come on, a daughter like this..”
“It’s okay, it could be. Get rid of it quickly.”
Dad comforted me and told me to eat, and I ate the hangover soup with tears in my eyes.
And that evening, I went into my father’s room where he was sleeping, and made a decision.
To be my father’s woman.
What does age matter? It’s because I already knew that the only person who loved me was my dad.
I took off all my clothes, went under the blanket of my father who was sleeping, and hugged him tightly from behind.
Dad woke up in surprise and was embarrassed to see me undressed and embraced.
He hurriedly turned his gaze and told me to get dressed quickly, but I didn’t listen and turned around and hugged my dad.
“Dad, I don’t need anything anymore.. I want to live with you.. I want to be your woman.. I mean it..”
I cried and told my dad, and he looked at me and talked.
“Ha Yeon-ah, I’m just doing this for a while because you’re having a hard time right now. You’ll definitely regret it later.. So…”
“No!! I want you to be my man.. It’s true.. I love you so much.. You’re lonely too.. It’s been 20 years without you.. Now I’m going to take your place instead of you.. “
My dad finally opened his heart when he saw me crying and speaking from the bottom of my heart.
Then he hugged me and I kissed him.
Dad’s lips were rough but warm and excited.
I touched my father’s cock, and he squeezed my breasts and kissed me.
Then I went downstairs and undressed my dad and started sucking his cock while he was stroking my hair and sucking his cock.
Dad’s cock was much bigger and thicker than any man I’d ever had sex with.
Just sucking his cock turned me on, and Daddy’s cock was so thick it couldn’t fit in my mouth.
I licked my dad’s glans with my tongue, grabbed the pole with my hand and shook it, and looked at my dad and sucked his dick with a dirty expression.
Then, I put my father’s cock in my mouth as much as I could, and sucked on it quickly.
Dad couldn’t stand it, got up, put me on the bed, and began to massage and suck on my breasts.
Her breast-sucking skills were proficient, and as if she knew my erogenous zones well, she only picked out her weaknesses and licked and sucked them.
My dad really liked my big breasts, and he fondled his nipples with his tongue as he squeezed his tits.
Then Dad put his cock in my cunt, and the fucking started just as fast.
“Whoa! Whoa! Whoa… Whoop… Haaaaa!
I moaned with excitement as Daddy’s thick cock entered my cunt, and Daddy fucked faster as he heard me moaning.
Daddy’s cock was hard enough to believe he was in his 60s, and the fucking speed was amazing.
My cunt was so full of Daddy’s cunt that I didn’t even have to squeeze it, and it hurt like it was going to tear.
My excitement was at its peak, and I squirted my pussy juice and fucked my cock.
Dad stood up on his knees, grabbed me by the waist, lifted me up, and fucked my cock.
I had my back lifted and the cock was fucked, and my dad, who couldn’t figure out where he got that strength, lifted me up with great force and put his cock into it.
Daddy’s big cock made my stomach ache and twisted my pelvic bones, but a greater pleasure came.
I rolled my eyes at the pleasure, lost my mind, and began to salivate.
By the time I was completely out of my mind, Dad stopped fucking me, pulled out his cock, put me on his stomach, and fucked him from behind.
My hips were lifted high, my upper body was stuck on the bed, and I was doing cat pose and getting my cock fucked, and I was happy to feel my dad’s big cock.
Even if you have sex, the sex of a person who truly loves you and a person who sees you as a tool is completely different.
If men who only see it as a tool focus on fucking and cumming, it was sex that made me feel like my dad cared for and loved me.
It felt rough but soft, strong but slow.
“Dad, I want to have a child with you”
“But will you be okay? You’re old now too…”
“It’s okay.. I want to live with my dad for the rest of my life anyway”
Dad nodded his head as if he understood what I was saying, and he held my waist tightly as he ejaculated inside my pussy.
Daddy’s semen flowed incessantly, and continued to flow even after filling my womb.
I had an extreme orgasm while receiving my dad’s semen, and I ended up peeing while dripping my pussy.
Dad lay on top of me with his cock fucked and talked into my ear.
“Honey, thank you for being my wife”
I was in tears when I heard that, and I was crying endlessly.
That’s how the sex with my dad ended, and from that day on, I became his wife and I tried to conceive my dad’s child.
I knew it would be difficult because I was old and old, but I did not give up and eventually succeeded in conceiving my father’s child in 3 months.
Dad hugged me and was happy, and I also hugged and kissed him in the joy of being pregnant with his child.
After some time, I gave birth to a child, and fortunately I was able to give birth to a healthy son.
Dad and I named the child Ha-seok after each of our names in Korean, and decided to live a second life for him.
“Honey, thank you for accepting me. Please stay by my side for the rest of my life until I die.”
I now have a husband, not a father, and the much-desired honeymoon life has begun.
