First Kiss
I followed A-yeong into her room.
She stopped me in my tracks.
She pulled a camera from her bag and started assembling it.
"Dad, just a moment. I have to film with the special camera the school gave me."
While A-yeong set up the camera, a thought suddenly struck me.
Wait a second. If the first assignment is a deep kiss… what kind of assignments are they going to give later?
The tasks would surely escalate step by step.
If anything, they’ll only get more intense. They won’t get milder.
When my thoughts reached that point, the words slipped out naturally.
"Hold on, A-yeong."
"Hmm? What is it, Dad?"
I spoke to her as she turned her head to look at me.
"You said I’d help with this assignment, right? In return, promise me one thing."
"What?"
I told the puzzled A-yeong, keeping my tone firm but not too harsh.
"You’re not planning to keep asking Dad for help with future assignments, are you? Meet your ideal type as soon as possible and start dating."
"B-but… does that just happen so easily?"
She looked flustered at the mention of getting a boyfriend, but this was unavoidable.
"Or are you saying you’ll keep doing these assignments with me, knowing what might come next? You’re an adult now. You should have a boyfriend."
"…."
After I gave her a reasonable explanation, A-yeong fell silent like a mute who had eaten honey.
The mood was turning too heavy to leave it there, so I mixed in a joke to lighten things.
"You’re not planning to never show Dad any grandchildren, are you?"
I smiled as I spoke, and after a brief hesitation, A-yeong answered.
"A son… right? I’ll try my best…"
Then, as if asking why she was the only one being scolded, she turned it back on me.
"B-but what about you, Dad? You’re not married either."
Hearing that, I thought back over the years since I had fallen into this world.
Now that I think about it, she’s right…
When I first arrived I was too fat to date, and for the next ten years raising A-yeong meant I never even got the chance to think about romance, let alone marriage.
Now that A-yeong had grown up…
I can’t die without ever having dated at all.
Especially since I never managed it in my previous life either.
I looked down at my body and thought.
I’m getting on in years, but I’m still in my thirties… and my body is in good shape.
With a decent job, maybe I could try dating after all.
"Hmm… should I? Since A-yeong is all grown up now. Dad should try this thing called dating too."
The words came after some genuine thought.
But perhaps the sudden possibility of a new mom had startled her.
A-yeong shouted at me in shock.
"What? Why?!"
"Hmm? I was thinking it’s about time. Now that A-yeong has grown up."
When I explained why I had put off dating all this time, she stared at me with a stunned expression.
I’d be surprised too if I were in her shoes.
Suddenly becoming an adult and then getting a new mom on top of it.
"Dad needs to live a little and date too. When A-yeong becomes independent, I’ll have to live alone."
"In-independent?"
"Yeah. After you graduate college you have to become independent. I can’t stay by your side forever, A-yeong."
"…."
Seeing her frozen and unable to speak, I teased her playfully.
"Don’t tell me you’re planning to leech off Dad forever?"
"Ah… haha… of course not, Dad."
After all the joking, the camera assembly was finally complete.
Click.
She positioned the camera to face the bed, then sat on the edge and spoke to me.
"D-Dad. We’re going to start the assignment now. Can you sit next to me?"
After taking a deep breath, A-yeong tapped the spot beside her, asking me in a cute voice.
I sat down as she indicated.
"Okay. And then?"
"U-um… we have to state our relationship to the camera…"
"R-relationship?"
So we had to declare to the camera that we were father and daughter, say who we were, and then fully record the daughter making her dad get an erection?
When I looked at A-yeong with a dumbfounded face, she shook her head, cheeks flushed.
"Yes…"
This isn’t going to be easy…
Still, we had to do it.
"Th-then I’ll speak. A-yeong."
But A-yeong gestured to stop me.
"N-no, Dad. I have to say it first…"
She lifted her head and looked at the camera.
Then she began speaking clearly, word by word.
"This is Shin A-yeong from the common required course Technique Beginner, class 105. Assignment: induce erection with a deep kiss. Starting the recording now."
Embarrassed, A-yeong covered her face with both hands.
Is it okay to cut off like that in the middle?
"A-yeong, is it all right to stop the recording in the middle like that?"
"Ah, it’s fine, Dad. I’ll edit it later."
"I-I see."
After another deep breath, she continued.
"The partner doing this assignment with me this time is my adoptive father."
A-yeong gave me a quick glance.
I immediately looked at the camera and spoke.
"I’m A-yeong’s dad, helping with the assignment this time. Please take care of me."
So… so embarrassing…
Having to introduce myself right before deep-kissing my own daughter.
My face started burning.
Noticing my expression, my daughter glanced away for a moment before speaking to me.
"D-Dad. I’m going to start now."
Looking tense, A-yeong let out a shaky breath and began to cutely purse her lips.
She’s cute…
The thought flashed through my mind for a second. But reason immediately slapped it down.
Have I lost my mind? What the hell am I thinking about my own daughter!
Calling her cute. The child I had raised with so much love, and I was thinking she was cute!
Well, she is cute, but…
Anyway!
Her lips slowly drew closer.
It was hard to stare directly at those glossy, beautifully colored lips, so I tried to close my eyes—
But seeing A-yeong’s own eyes trembling yet wide open, staring straight at me, I changed my mind.
A-yeong is enduring the embarrassment and doing this…
As her dad, I couldn’t dismiss her effort so lightly.
So instead of closing my eyes, I opened them again and moved toward her first.
Blink.
A-yeong’s eyes widened in surprise, then closed and opened round again.
Because we had both moved forward, the long distance that seemed like it would take forever suddenly closed.
Softly.
It didn’t take long for the soft sensation to meet my rough lips.
Th-they touched.
In the end, our lips had met.
I had pressed my lips against my daughter’s.
But before I could even register the feeling, those soft lips parted slightly, and soon a moist, warm something slipped into my mouth.
Along with sticky saliva came a wriggling sensation.
That bumpy, soft thing gently brushing my teeth was A-yeong’s tongue.
Squishy.
A-yeong traced my teeth, then pressed firmly.
Suddenly she pulled her lips away and spoke to me with an embarrassed face.
"D-Dad… please open your mouth a little…"
Ah. That’s right—this is a deep kiss.
Which meant… we had to tangle our tongues.
I stammered.
"Uh… yeah… o-okay…"
Chuu…
At that moment, as we separated our lips to speak, sticky saliva stretched between us like a thin thread.
The saliva connecting our lips caught the light and glistened.
"…."
"…."
Seeing that, as a virgin I found it unbearably lewd.
And my cock instantly hardened.
Bulge.
Oh crap…
If A-yeong lowered her gaze even slightly, she would see it immediately.
To keep it hidden, I gently held the back of A-yeong’s head and pressed my lips to hers first.
Slurp…
"Mmm…"
And then I pushed my tongue straight into my daughter’s mouth.
"Huuup?!"
The sudden intrusion of my tongue.
And not from her side, but from me.
Because I had thrust my tongue in, her eyes widened and her pupils dilated.
Staring directly into those sparkling, beautiful eyes, I began to move my tongue.
I don’t know exactly how, but… let’s trust this body.
If this was the Breeding Uncle’s body, it should at least be good at deep kissing.
At first her body had stiffened in surprise, but as I kept moving my tongue the deep kiss quickly became natural.
While we kissed without either of us able to think straight…
Hu… huh?
I had been so focused on the kiss that I hadn’t noticed—somehow A-yeong’s eyes had rolled upward.
What the—!
Startled, I pulled my mouth away.
A-yeong gasped violently for air.
"Puhah… huek… heuk…"
I called out to her in alarm.
"D-Daughter!"
But A-yeong still had her eyes rolled back, unable to answer. She breathed heavily with a dazed, dreamy expression.
After some time, A-yeong, who had been limp in my arms, finally came to her senses.
With a tearful face.
"D-Dad…"
"Daughter… are you okay?"
When I looked down at her with worry, A-yeong gazed back with moist eyes.
In a choked, trembling voice she said.
"If it’s like this… we have to film it again…"
"Huh? Why?"
"This is my assignment… I’m the one who’s supposed to do it, but if Dad takes over…"
Ah.
Now that I thought about it, the assignment had clearly been to induce an erection with a deep kiss.
Damn… I got so caught up in the kiss that I…
"S-sorry, daughter…"
"…It’s okay, Dad. But…"
A-yeong stared quietly at my lower body.
At the end of her gaze, my pants stood pitched like a tent.
I hurriedly covered it with my hand, but she had already seen it long ago.
"Uh… so A-yeong, this is…"
How am I supposed to explain this…
But A-yeong took it completely in stride, as if it were natural.
She swallowed once, then spoke.
"Then right now… we can’t continue. Because of the assignment conditions…"
Her calm attitude toward my erection helped me remember the exact conditions.
Ah. That’s right.
Thinking back, it was supposed to be me getting erect from her deep kiss.
So… there was no reason for me to do that.
Feeling like I had done something terrible, I grew too embarrassed to speak. Filming was paused until my erection finally went down.
One hour later.
A-yeong and I sat on the bed with our backs to each other.
Phew… it’s finally completely gone.
The sound of my daughter’s rough breathing kept reaching me from behind, making it harder to calm down than I expected.
I carefully turned to look at her back.
Her damp back, the black bra clearly visible through her clothes.
Ugh.
The stimulation was too strong, so I quickly looked away and spoke.
"…Daughter. It’s done."
Then, with a rustling sound, I felt her hot breath against my face.
When I turned forward again, A-yeong was quietly watching me.
After swallowing once, she spoke in a slightly trembling voice.
"Mmm… D-Dad. This time you have to stay still. Okay?"
"…Yeah. Daughter. I’ll stay still."
The night had grown deep before we knew it.
Facing my daughter directly beneath the moonlight, I accepted her deep kiss once more.
Slurp…
Her tongue moved with a mix of skill and clumsiness.
Unlike my own sticky, worm-like movements, she would try to swirl her tongue once then stop halfway.
"Eut."
Or she would move too forcefully and cause her tongue to spasm.
Those fresh, inexperienced motions continued.
Perhaps anxious about her own clumsiness, A-yeong tried even harder to move her tongue…
"Eut."
But the harder she tried, the more tangled it became.
She’s rushing too much.
I should give her some advice.
I stroked A-yeong’s head once, paused the kiss, and said.
"A-yeong. You don’t have to rush so much."
"B-but… because of the three-minute condition…"
"It’s okay…"
Hmm… is it all right to say it like this?
No. I wasn’t saying it with any lustful intent.
Since I didn’t mean anything bad by it, she would understand.
I gave her a gentle look and spoke carefully.
"The essence of a deep kiss is arousing the other person. It’s not only about focusing on the kiss itself, but on how to satisfy your partner."
"B-but the assignment said to do it only with a deep kiss, Dad."
"You don’t necessarily have to use your body. Eye contact, breathing—those things can help plenty. The more anxious you become, the more burdened the other person feels, and it can make them even tenser."
"R-really? Then…"
Having heard my advice, A-yeong pressed her lips to mine again.
This time she rolled her tongue very slowly.
The dynamic movements lessened, but she moved so stickily that the sensation of taste buds meeting taste buds was clearly felt.
On top of that…
"Suuup… huu…"
Where her breathing had been intense before, she now breathed softly.
The breath that had felt like a strong wind now touched my face like a gentle, tickling breeze.
Gradually, my cock began to swell.
What the… just one piece of advice and she’s this good?
Her skill had improved to a bewildering degree.
And the peak of that transformation was her gaze.
The eyes that had only seemed shy before now carried a sticky allure, reflecting the moonlight from the window in a bewitching way.
My cock was already fully erect.
It’s like going from a fresh young virgin to… a nine-tailed fox that’s devoured several men…
Anyway, since the erection was complete, we should stop now, right?
When I tried to pull my lips away, A-yeong followed my movement and wrapped her hand around the back of my head.
Wh-what? I didn’t teach her that.
As I grew flustered, A-yeong gave a slight, sly smile.
Finally she tilted her head a little and rubbed her cheek against mine.
The rustling feel of skin.
The moment I felt it, my cock reacted.
Throb.
Precum rose up.
Wait. This is dangerous.
If I wasn’t careful I might show something unsightly.
I hurriedly moved to separate from A-yeong. With a regretful expression she asked.
"D-Dad. It’s over already?"
"Yeah. A-yeong. The erection is done. So this is the end. Dad is leaving."
In a rush, I bolted out of the room.
Ah. The goodnight greeting.
I cracked the door open again, looked at A-yeong, and said.
"Sleep well, A-yeong."
"Yeah. You too, Dad."
***
After Dad left the room, while editing the video I realized something incredible.
"W-wow… this…"
The recording file I had opened to edit.
That file contained something astounding.
"Th-this… the clothes were see-through…"