Village girl Amala (50th episode)

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-37-

Ashok lapped at her young clit, and she knew she would cum soon. He slurped her hole, then licked her clit more. Kamala moaned loudly, arching her back as she came. The second orgasm was slower and longer, the muscles in her belly flexed. She wrapped her hands in his long dark hair and came against his lips. He felt the jet spray of thick liquid inside his mouth which went straight down his throat. She let him lick her clean as she sat with her head bowed down and drained of all energy. Grateful for the delightful taste of her own sweet juices on his lips when he leaned up and kissed her. Soon they lay completely entangled on the couch. When he finished lapping her juices, Ashok sat back on his haunches again. She tugged at his shirt, wrenching it off him. She had not realized how buff he was.

She ran her fingers over his washboard abs. On impulse, she touched the front of Ashok's shorts, moving her hand along the length of his throbbing hard on. Ashok gave a surprising moan. Ashok sat back on his haunches, fumbling with his zipper. His erection made his brief bulge, and Kamala's eyes widened. She opened the zipper, and his turgid cock sprang free. Ashok's eyes widened when she got his penis out. She looked at the big dick pointing straight up from his groin, it was almost 3 times bigger than her husband's. She pulled down his shorts, and then she wrapped her fingers around his firm shaft. She felt his blood coursing through the warm velvety column which throbbed it in the palm of her hand. The sensation of the velvety head sliding through her fingers sent an exciting shiver down her back.

She rubbed the pre-cum over the cock head with her thumb. He groaned as his hard cock twitched in her hand. He positioned his gigantic throbbing 9th inch cock between her sensitive folds, and her breath caught due to the sight of a big giant. Ashok ran his cock along the inside of her thigh, and rubbed the head over her wet pussy. He held the tip of his swollen red head between her cunt lips, then he aimed right at her pink opening of the cunt, he pressed the bulbous head between her folds which gilded deep inside her wet cunt hole.

The sensation of the cushion head sliding between her slick inner lips sent sparks of pleasure through her. She felt his body weigh between her legs. His wigging hips parted her thighs even further. He was stroking the entire length of his cock along her slit. She felt him pushing the slippery knob of his cock faster and faster into her moist cleft. She was breathing heavily. She gasped in shock. Her breath caught in her throat. "Uncle, what are you doing?" she squealed in her muffled voice as the head of his tool wedged itself in to the split of her womanhood, nestled in the entrance between her slippery folds, the head of uncle's invading presence chiselled between her clenching pussy lips. She urgently whispered, "Uncle, No," and struggled to get out under him, but she was so wet down there, every move lodged him a little further into her moist cleft.

Then Ashok thrusted forward, and his shaft easily slid all the way in her cunt. Her whispered protest turned into incredulous squeak as he pushed his extra-large dick where it counted. His full length slid into her hole in one fluid motion. Ashok grunted in ecstasy as he eased his giant penis inside her pussy. She tried to push him off, but the moment he invaded her, intense pleasure fountained from between her legs. Her cunt muscles contracted and her body trembled in pleasure as his hard, big and thick shaft pushed into her vital young love tunnel.

She hissed, "Uncle, stop it. What do you think? What are you doing?"

"Just for a moment," he pleaded in a very husky voice, "No one will ever know."

She felt his pubic bone grind firmly against her, and realized his giant cock was completely buried inside the narrow passage. She could feel him throbbing deep inside her belly. She was breathing fast, her breasts heaving, nipples hard with excitement, and her vagina wet and ready. She longed to give in, but she whispered with rasping breath in a fake protest, "Uncle, I cannot, I am a married woman!"

"Yes, Kamala! Think me as your husband, we are married and it is our first fucking," said he, and pushed his cock further. "Uncle, I love you...love you...fuck me Uncle, my cunt is yours only as you are my husband, I am married to you," cried Kamala, and embraced him tightly. Slowly, Ashok pushed his huge dick into her. She moaned as she felt him stretch her. He fucked her slowly kissing her mouth and face. Ashok pressed his mouth tight on her, and pushed her back onto the couch. Locked together in a kiss with bloated flesh tightly lodged in her cunt, they just lay in this intimate embrace as man and woman. Her heart was beating like crazy. He grabbed her by the shoulders, slowly but firmly, he pushed into her vagina with his strong hips. She responded by rocking her hips to meet his thrust, and she could not help it. She was on her back with her thighs wide apart, and so excited that she could not protest any more

Ashok kissed her neck. "I know, you want it too...," he whispered in her ear. He was right. She felt the warm moistness down there. It had been quite a long time she had a man between her legs. Her juicy peach was ready to be creamed. Then their eyes locked together, and she held on to his waist with both hands, clamped tightly on him, and pulled him into her. "Oh, yes,' Kamala hissed, "Yess! Take me, Uncle! Take me now!"  

He moaned in pleasure. As she started moving her hips, a tidal wave of pleasure flowed between her legs. Her body was finally getting what it needed. She cried out with lust as he filled with her rapid thrust, his hands moved down her back to her bottom, and cupping her buttocks. He drove himself in to her, put his lips on her lips to muffle her moans of ecstasy. Her breasts wobbled up and down her blouse, as Ashok thrusted in and out of her. She felt his pounding hips rising and pushing, and Ashok's hands under her butt as he was pushing fast.

Ashok increased his tempo, his hands moved down to her back to her bottom, and grabbed her buttocks. He pressed his face into the hollow of her neck, pushing himself on her. Her hands grabbed his hips and pulled him deeper inside her, increasing his rhythm. He began to moan loudly, and she knew he was about to come. She breathed. He looked into her eyes without stopping. She hissed, "Please come inside me." He gasped, his eyes went wild, and he planted himself deep inside her, his dick expanded in her tight passage. In utter bliss, she moaned, "Ohhh...Yes, Uncle! Do it for me."

Then she felt him squirt and she orgasmed explosively as the dam broke and a tremendous vibration took possession of her convulsing body. The contraction of her spasming cunt seemed to suck the sperm right out of Ashok's balls, shooting a torrent of hot white seed into her womb. He gave a triumphant roar as he blasted his load into her baby factory. She clawed at his back as he was seeding her. She cried with pleasure, "Ohhh...uncle, yes! Yess! Fuck me, fill up me with your seeds. Do it to me. Do it in my hot wet cunt."

Delirious with lust, she felt her contracting cervix open and she could swear he was shooting his load right into her womb. She was coming so hard she thought she would pass out. With each grunt, Ashok's dick expanded in her narrow tunnel for preparation of another blast, the tightening in her cunt triggered another wave of orgasms, spasming, grasping and milking his spurting cock, sucking thick white gobs of creamy sperm right through her cervix, and in to her ripe and ready womb. She fully realized he was breeding her, and she was actually helping his eager swimmers on their way to go inside her little egg. Her tunnel was slick with his cummings and still he kept Cumming, she could not believe how much there in those big balls. She wanted every drop of his virile nectar inside her adulterous cunt.

As he emptied his balls into her gripping, sucking cunt, she milked every last drop of his honey from his dick. When her incredible orgasms finally ebbed a way, his dick slowed down in her throbbing slit, and after a few gentle final thrusts, he collapsed on top of her body, panting rapidly from the exertion. She also just lay completely exhausted under him.

Finally, he got off her, and as his shrinking penis slipped out, Kamala let out a sigh, it was over. When she felt the warm moistness of sperm leaking out of her, she got out from the couch to get her clothes back on. He reminded her of a young bull she had seen in her town. She could not believe what she had done just now. She took off her dress and went into the bathroom for a clean wash. She could not help a nervous giggle when she took off her panties as she felt uncle's nectar pouring out from her, and she wanted to see it. She took a little hand mirror, and positioned herself by squatting on the floor, and watched the pearly white syrup flowing from her open cunt like honey from some exotic pink flower.

She was mesmerized, it felt like a dream. She cleaned up as best as she could. She thought, without any protection, she had let a man nearly twice her age shoot sperm in her cunt willingly, eagerly even, and at her most fertile time. The fact that her orgasm only increased her chance of her pregnancy. Just one of those little swimmers was enough although Millions would probably get into her unused womb.  

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Amala came back from Goa trip abruptly as she is not comfortable with that environment and also the way Ramesh, Kishore fucked a stranger there made her cry.. Payal tried to convince her that these things are common now a days, but Amala being a village girl couldn’t digest the vast cultural shift

Anil came back from office in the evening and saw Amala alone in the house.. where are others ?  

He went to her room and knocked on the door and asked “Amala.. where are the rest ? I thought you guys went for 4 days and you came back so quickly.. what happened dear ?”

Amala got up from her bed and hiding her tears, didn’t want to tell the truth..”Uncle.. I want to go to my village for few days.. I want to see my papa..”

Even though she is not crying but her voice is shaking.. Anil realized she became home sick.. He called his friend Ashok and put the phone on speaker

“rey Anil. How are you ? after so many days..”

“Ashok.. I thought you will ask about your daughter Amala first”

“Anil.. when she is in your safe hands, why should I worry.. any problem ?”

“talk to her”

“papa.. I want to see you.. urgently.. we are getting one week holidays next week.. I want to come there”

“Amala.. your wish.. I also want to see you Amala..”

“I am booking tickets then”

“one sec.. rey Anil.. why don’t your family also come for few days here..”

“Ashok..i have foreign delegates coming next week.. I cant come..”

“Anil.. then send others”

“Ashok.. they are not kids.. you only talk to them and convince.. I don’t have any problem if they want to go.. in fact I wanted Payal to experience the rural culture and behave like a proper traditional girl like Amala”

“rey Anil.. don’t judge her by her looks and dress.. anyway she would also like to enjoy the village environment.. I will call them and invite.. Amala, till then don’t book the tickets”

“papa.. lets do one thing.. I and Jaya aunty will come first.. Payal, Ramesh can come directly from Goa”

“Goa ?”

“Haa.. papa.. they are in Goa”

“ok.. then you and Jaya aunty can come first.. I will call her later “

“ok Anil.. take care.. good night”

“good night Anil.. good night Amala”

Amala is happy now.. hugging uncle she says “uncle.. I am so happy now.. I want to give you a treat”

“Treat ? what treat ?”

“Uncle.. I will take you out for dinner and then to movie.. any way tomorrow is weekend..”

“cool.. good idea..”

“uncle.. can I ask you one thing ?”

“haa.. why are you hesitating ?”

“aunty always go to movie with her friends.. I never saw both of you going together”

“beti..she has her life.. I have my life.. and we have a common life.. I will never intrude into her personal life”

“but she is your wife right”

“so what.. I have trust on her.. she also has the same trust on me..”

“can I ask you some thing ?”

“ask baby.. “

“she has her personal space.. fine.. so she goes to her friends place.. hang out with her friends husbands ? you don’t mind ?”

“Amala.. marriage doesn’t mean we suppress our natural instincts and hidden desires.. if I think like that how can even kiss you dear ?”

“uncle.. this .. you are doing in your own house and in front of her.. but what she may be doing is in her friends place and not in your presense..”

“doesn’t matter dear.. I trust her.. if she is satisfying her urge and desires.. who am I to stop it”

“what if you accidentally watched her being fucked by your friend in his house  ? sorry to ask all these questions”

“hahaha.. Amala.. she has her own choices to make… we are all adults.. if you start suspecting your partner .. then there wont be any life”

She became silent and started thinking about what she saw in Goa.. Ramesh, Kishore fucking a stranger girl..  If whatever uncle is saying makes sense.. that too under the pious relation of marriage system.. what authority she has on Kishore, Ramesh to suspect their intentions ? did I not move with papa, uncle ?  As she got clarity, she hugged uncle and said “lets get ready for dinner date uncle.. its my treat.. I got my scholarship granted and got money in my account.. this is all due to your help in getting me seat in prestigious AI/ML course..”

Anil hugged her tight and kissed her on forehead and says “lets have a party then.. will be ready in 5 minutes.. any way you girls will take atleast half hour to be ready”.. she playfully gives a small pat on his chest and replies “uncle.. we are going for dinner date.. I should atleast look pretty right ? give me 15 min”

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-38-

Jaya went to her friend Smitha’s house for night out. They are classmates and best friends. Jaya’s husband Anil works in central government in a higher rank whereas Smitha’s husband is a business man and travels a lot. As Smitha is lonely most of the times , Jaya goes to her house once a month.. Smitha has a son of Ramesh age..  his name is Ashish.. for some reason Ramesh, Ashish don’t talk to each other much. Ashish looks reserved similar to Ramesh

While having dinner, Smitha raises the topic.

“Jaya.. I want to talk to you regarding your son Ramesh”

“haa.. what you want to ask ?”

“he used to be shy, quite and also not doing well in studies.. but recently Ashish told me there is lot of change in Ramesh and he is getting good marks and most of the girls are after him. How did he change suddenly ?”

“Smitha.. it’s a long story.. but in short.. mistake is not with him.. mistake is with us parents.. after some age, especially when they hit teens, we leave them alone thinking that they have grown up and can be independent.. in fact the fact is opposite.. that’s the time they need a partner to listen to them.. to share their feelings.. be with them.. patiently listening and guiding them .. hand holding and showing them the right path.. if I have to bluntly tell the truth now.. as a mother, we should be their first girl friend.. cuddle them, kiss them, hug them.. make them feel free and show them the new world.. with discipline and love.. that’s the time they pick up bad habits.. porn, pubs, friends, drinks, alcohol, girl friends and many .. after we show them the path and guide them, they will be on their own in right direction. “

Jaya pauses to watch her reaction..  Smitha is stunned.. this type of thinking is completely new..

Jaya continues..

“with boys its actually easy than girls.. this society looks at spoil boys and spoil girls differently .. anyway.. its not too late for you.. show your motherly love to Ashish.. he will change .. with his father mostly away, you have double responsibility .. you forget about your issues with your husband and instead focus on your son..”

They complete dinner and change to night dress. They go to their room. Its around 9 PM and suddenly heavy thunderstorms and lightening strike..  they heard a knock on their door.. Smitha goes and opens the door slightly.. its Ashish.. “mom.. I am not able to get sleep.. in fact I am getting scared of the thunderstorms.. can I sleep in your room ?”

Smitha is annoyed..”Ashish.. don’t you see Jaya aunty here ? how can you sleep here ? nothing will happen.. go and sleep in your room.. you are not a kid any more”

Ashish looks dejected and reluctantly goes to his room.. Jaya is watching all this..  She says “Smitha.. give me one hour please.. I will make him sleep and come.. we can then have fun..”

Smitha knows the meaning of fun.. without any love from her husband, she tries to quench her desires with her lady friends .. but she is surprised how Jaya can make Ashish sleep ? he is afraid of the thunderstorms without any reason.. but she cant say no her friend and says ok..

Jaya gets up and goes to Ashish room.. lights are on.. door is opened… he is sitting on sofa in one corner with blanket and shivering. Jaya knocks the door and enters the room.. she closes the door and also locks it from inside.. Ashish raises his head and looking at aunty, trying to hide his tears, tries to put a brave face.. but his face says it all.. Jaya goes near to him and lifts him from sofa along with blanket and puts him on the bed and sits next to him leaning onto sofa.. she can feel his body is shivering.. Ashish is surprised and shocked why aunty is doing all this..

She removes the blanket and holding his head in her hands drags him into her lap and says “Ashish.. you are not the only one who is scared off thunderstorms .. even my son Ramesh has same issue and I cured that as soon as I came to know about it.. its very simple.. I can make you sleep and get rid of this fear permanently ..”

Ashish eyes lit up.. “really ? aunty , please do that.. wait .. today you are there , its ok.. but in future same thing happens ? show my mom also how to do it.. that way she can take care of me when you are not there”

Jaya thought for a while and got up and went to Smitha’s room and calls her to join them.

Smitha is curious to know what’s happening.. As soon as she enters the room, Ashish says “mom.. aunty has a trick to get rid of my fear of thunderstorms.. you also watch what aunty is going to do”. Smitha went and sat on the sofa..

Jaya lifts that boy again and putting him on her shoulders says “Ashish.. listen carefully.. whenever we have fear about something , our mind starts thinking about that only.. that itself doubles the actual fear.. what we need to do is take our focus away from it and feel like it didn’t even exist.. how ? its easy to tell than implement .. your mind is controlled by your body and your body is controlled by mind.. we need to disconnect these two first.. let your body be on its own.. what your body needs at this age ? do you masturbate ?”

Ashish feels shy… he nods silently ..

“Ashish , tell confidently .. its not a sin.. many people do it.. even we women do it”

“really aunty ?”

“ha.. I also do it.. beta.. its not a sin.. it’s a physical need.. your mom also does it”

He became silent again..

“ok.. listen.. so whenever you are gripped by such extreme fear , you need to disconnect your mind and body and start pleasuring yourself so that you are occupied by this act .. how long you take to cum ?”

He is feeling shy again

“its ok Ashish.. tell me how long you take to finish your masturbation ?”

“10 min aunty”



“wow.. great.. you have such a great stamina.. average time is 4 min.. ok, can you do masturbation now ?”

“no aunty.. I cant do it in front of you and mom”

“I will go out.. can you do in front of mom ?”

“no aunty..”

“if mom goes out can you do it in front of me ?”

“no aunty”



“ok.. no worries Ashish.. it wont happen overnight.. can I help you do masturbation ?”

Smitha is silently watching the conversation..

Ashish is silent..

“beta.. silence is not the solution..”

“sorry aunty.. should I have to do it ?”

“Ashish.. you have trust on me..let me help you do it”

After a minute… he says ok..

She puts him on the bed.. making him lie on the bed.. she sat near his waist and she slowly removes his shorts.. six inch long cock comes out in full swing.. He is feeling shy and Jaya’s eyes lit up.. she caresses his head and asks “whom do you imagine while masturbating?”  .. He didn’t expect that question at all.. “beta.. you need to open up or else your fear will stay with you forever..”

He closes his eyes in shy and says “Amala.. earlier it used to be Payal”



Jaya is shocked .. the village girl Amala has become heartthrob of all boys ? Payal, she can expect but Amala ? she leans on him and kisses on his cheeks and says “be brave like this.. tell exactly what you feel.. then only you will also be like my son Ramesh..”  when she bends on him, he is clearly seeing a huge cleavage and her big boobs are hanging through her transparent nightie.. Jaya also noticed that his eyes are on her boobs.. she leans more on one side and popping out her huge melon from nightie completely and caressing his thighs with one hand and hugging his head onto her boobs using other hand..

“beta… first of all.. Payal.. what did you like about her ?”

By now he became more bold and not taking a notice of his mom in the room, says “aunty.. I know she is your daughter.. what I liked about her ? her big boobs.. they are so big for her age.. I used to silently worship her in the class room.. “

Jaya is holding his dick base with her one hand and squeezing it gently says “wow.. super.. so .. did you ever try to talk to her and tell about her boobs ?”

“Aunty what are you talking ? she will kill me if I talk like that”

“but then when did you not make friendship with Ramesh and approach Payal through him ?”

“Aunty.. I tried that once.. Ramesh didn’t like me at all because he guessed I have an eye on his sister”

“that’s obvious.. but then you didn’t do anything else to express your love to Payal?”

“Aunty.. that’s not love.. it’s a lust.. I used to imagine her and masturbate .. I am silent lover.. I never tried to harm her.. but once I got beaten for defending her”

“beaten ? what happened beta ?”



“one day.. one of our boys talked some dirty things about her and I got angry and hit him.. but he and his friends thrashed me”

“what did they say about Payal ?”

“lets leave it aunty..”

“no.. tell me..  I am her mom.. can understand..”

“he said.. Ashish, forget about Payal.. she will never become yours.. she likes her papa so much that she everyday sucks his cock”

Jaya, Smitha both are shocked !!!  This is not a new news to Jaya that Payal likes her papa but its known to the boys in the college is something shocked her.. Smitha got up from sofa and said “Jaya.. lets stop this here.. lets go and sleep”



Jaya raising her voice shouted “Smitha.. you don’t have even an ounce of love on your son ? I am trying hard to make him normal and you want to be selfish and think about yourself ? you go and sleep.. I will be with Ashish tonight.. he is also like my son..”

Smitha laughs loud and argues “showing your cleavage.. holding my son’s dick and masturbating talking dirty things about your daughter.. is this needed ?”

Jaya also raises her voice and says “Smitha.. ok.. do you have any other solution ? if you don’t have a solution, keep your pussy shut and go and sleep in your room.. Smitha.. talking dirty clandestinely is not acceptable.. commenting about curvaceous aunties is not acceptable.. hiding issues and suffering silently is not acceptable.. he is not a kid any more.. be with him.. hold him.. hug him.. understand what he wants.. if you cant solve the issue , atleast listen to him and be empathetic.. half of the issues are gone with human touch..”

Smitha stops.. she is in a dilemma..

“mom.. don’t leave me … mom.. be here and watch what aunty is doing… so that you can do the same every day.. when that boy told Payal is sucking her papa’s dick, initially I got angry on her.. but later realized my mistake.. Payal has such a beautiful body she could have dated the most wealthiest boy in the college but she never allowed any boy to touch her.. she has her love towards her papa.. that’s what is protecting her from making mistakes like other girls.. Payal doesn’t go to pubs.. doesn’t do any bad thing.. this made me think.. why not I have similar relation with my mom… yes.. I am telling you mom.. I really wanted to be with you .. when papa is not there you used to cry in dark.. you used to suffer silently .. I really wanted to hug you and give you confidence that I am there.. forget about papa.. but you would always keep the distance with me.. even now when I came to your room, you scolded me.. whereas this aunty understood my issue and is trying to help me.. as a mother she understood my pain.. similarly Payal’s papa took care of her.. mom, if parents cant listen to our issues who will we go to?”



Smitha is completely shocked… Ashish never talked so much and that too openly .. She got moved by his frank talk.. understand the pain.. feel the pain.. be empathetic.. be a girl friend to him.. Smitha looked at Jaya and joined them on the bed and hugged her son and started crying.. Jaya is happy now that Smitha realized her mistake..

After letting the mom and son in tight hug like that for a while, Jaya started to move and go to other room… Smitha stopped her and said “lets have fun here” , with a smile.. Jaya couldn’t believe Smitha could open up so much

Smitha got up from bed and took him on her shoulders and said “beta.. I have a better solution than masturbation.. just feel my body.. I will keep you on my shoulders like a baby and walk .. lets both of us feel each others body and forget about the lightening and thunderstorms.. he liked that idea and he hugged mom tightly and with his both legs wrapping around her waist, holding her neck with his both hands and hanging in the air and looking into her eyes, he says “mom.. you never looked more beautiful than now” ..

Smitha is walking holding him like that and as she is walking and adjusting him on her stomach , his fully erect dick is piercing her navel.. her one side of the shoulder strap fell down exposing her huge melon with a dark coffee colored one inch circle and a sharp half inch nipple on top that dark coffee coloured circle.. the huge globe is not sagging and is begging to be mauled by his rough hands.. as she is walking walking.. other side of her shoulder strap fell down and he is fully top less and those attractive mangoes are making his dick to dance a bit.. the way Smitha is looking at her son with love and passion in her eyes.. Ashish couldn’t control anymore and he leaned forward to take one mango into his mouth and started sucking her nipple.. this is his first experience of feeling a woman’s body like this..



He couldn’t control any more and is making small moans and closing his eyes , he is even shivering and shaking in ecstasy..

That’s when Jaya cleverly took him away from Smitha and thrown him on bed and in one swift move bent down between his thighs and took his meat in her warm mouth and started sucking his ready to explode dick .. he didn’t expect this at all.. this is a double whammy .. he is exploding in huge torrents … raising his hips up and holding aunty’s head tight on his crotch , he let out a huge roar and Smitha knows what it feels like at that moment, so she also quickly jumped on the bed and settling near his chest.. she started playing with his chest nipples which made him twist, twirl, turn more and more releasing huge tranch of thick hot cum in aunty’s mouth which she is savouring with lot of aggression and passion..



Jaya is not leaving his dick even after he released so much cum.. she is playing with that tool like a toy and is making moans and licking and sucking his balls to lick each and every drop of his cum .. not allowing him to settle down.. his body is still shaking and shivering .. more over the way mom is licking and sucking his nipples, he is unable to bear this much pleasure.. he put his hand on mom’s head and caressing her hair says “mom.. I love you so much.. I want this type of pleasure from you every day.. treat me like your son.. like the way uncle treats Payal.. the way aunty treats her son Ramesh.. now I am not scared of thunderstorms when you are next to me .. I want this type of companionship.. sorry mom.. I treated Amala and Payal like whores in my thoughts.. I will never do that mistake again”

As Ramesh is speaking and crying simultaneously she gave a warm kiss on his lips and caressing his face says “beta..  I realized my mistake.. I will be with you .. every day.. until you find your girl.. say thanks to aunty also.. she is the one who pointed out my mistake”..

Ramesh putting other hand on aunty’s head and pulling her up says thanks.. Jaya starts giving kiss to her friend Smitha and as they always do, they share their own pussy juices.. now Jaya wants to share Ramesh’s dick juices to Smitha and they both start licking each others lips and in the process the thick cum mixed with aunty, mom’s saliva is dripping on his lips .. Jaya violently attacked his tender lips and starts giving hot kisses while exchanging his cum with him and Smitha.. three of them are licking each others lips and kissing and licking and biting the swollen lips ..

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Damn, You are using Kajal photos

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Damn, You are using Kajal photos

Bro...after going through several threads here I found Kajal is the most saught after heroine when it comes to fantasy stories

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Payal

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-39-



Meanwhile, Smitha went down to take his limp dick in her mouth and started chewing it.. the warm juicy mouth giving slurpy moves and stroking his balls ignited the heat in him again.. he is biting Jaya aunty’s cheeks and is looking intensely in her eyes said “aunty.. after Payal.. you are the heartthrob of the boys.. many made vulgar comments about your ass.. about your boobs.. aunty, for boys always a voluptuous woman like you will be the first choice in masturbation … trust me aunty.. I never imagined you whenever I was doing masturbation .. I have respect on you.. but .. from now on.. I cant guarantee that aunty”

Jaya giving him a light slap says “you bastard.. don’t think me like a whore… instead fuck me like a whore.. I will be happy.. tell.. you want to make me your slut ?”

Ramesh is raising his hips up and fucking mom’s throat and squeezing aunty’s boobs says “aunty.. I will fuck you in front of your daughter.. that’s my fantasy .. I will show her how much I love you .. aunty.. you can come anytime you want to suck my dick… “



Jaya got up and removed her night gown and without pantie inside, she sat on his throat and pulled him hard onto her pussy and made him grasping for breath for a while.. this is all new experience for Ashish.. he is licking her warm juicy pussy and going through the layers and touching all the key sensitive parts of her pussy, he made her shiver in orgasm.. pulling his head hard and letting out a huge roar .. she turned on him in 69 and bent down to join Smitha on giving him head.. 



Two cock hungry sluts are aggressively licking his dick from top to bottom.. one tongue on his balls and another on his dick.. after a while, one tongue on one side of his erected dick and other on other side… in between licking each other lips and spitting and using fist to make his dick become rock solid.. so much so that he is unable to control again.. Smitha is licking his dick piss hole and looking into his eyes and holding his balls and squeezing them.. while Jaya is sliding her pussy on his face and rubbing her juices on him and using her tongue, mouth, teeth is making the dick to dance to her tunes..



They both understood he is ready to explode again and this time there is a competition between both of them .. as he is releasing huge thick semen into their mouths , he has bitten aunty’s ass cheeks and gave her rough slap on her thick ass cheeks.. his every drop of hot semen is being wasted and both the cock hungry sluts are licking the juices right out his dick and they are gulping and salivating the juices with their saliva and making bubbles and laughing at each other and kissing and more sucking .. after a minute they left the dick alone and came up to kiss him and offer his juices to him..

The thunderstorms have since stopped long back ,.. but not their passion and willingness to make partner happy.

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Amala got ready for dinner date with Anil uncle and came down to living room where Anil is waiting for her. After seeing her in sparkling black long gown with simple jewellery and a stylish handbag that she shopped along with Payal , Anil couldn’t believe how girls would change so fast. Few months back when he saw her for first time along with his friend Ashok, she looked like a timid cute village belle.. now she is looking confident , well dressed, well mannered city girl

She watched uncle staring at him in admiration.. she understood why.. giving him a warm hug she says “uncle .. this is all because of you that I could get over my fear of living in big cities and also your help in getting me admission in special AI/ML course, now I am more confident in both personal and professional careers. Ok, we can talk while having dinner also, lets go” , she hurries Anil and walks along with him holding his hand which Anil felt so happy

In the restaurant , she ordered uncle his best drink and food.. its her treat. They had best time chatting and laughing. While coming out, they met Professor Kiran Jha along with his wife.  Anil greeted him with a hug as they are friends and in fact its through this Professor only Anil got Amala admission into AI/ML course. Anil introduces Amala to the professor.  Kiran says “oh you are Amala.. I heard about you , looks like you are the topper in AI/ML”.

Professor Kiran teaches different subject, that’s why Amala never saw him.  Anil also revealed the fact that its Kiran who helped her get admission into AI/ML course. Amala thanked the professor a lot. Anil invited the professor family to come for dinner at his convenience. Professor Kiran accepts the invitation.

After coming home, Amala changes to night dress and comes down to lock all the rooms and is going to her room. Anil saw her and says

“Amala , thanks a lot”

“for what ? dinner ? you already thanked me enough”

“no.. not for dinner.. for taking the responsibility of closing all the doors before going to sleep”

“uncle this is also a big thing ?”

“Amala.. small things are enough to judge a person.. Payal would never care to do such things, she is so irresponsible”

“Uncle.. stop comparing people.. also Payal has some other better qualities than me”

“ok.. if you don’t mind, lets go to our room and talk”

“I am about to come to your room only and then you started this conversation”

They settle in Anil’s room in sofa..  Pulling her closer and kissing her on cheeks, he asks “what better qualities my daughter has over you?”

Amala laughs and answers “uncle I can see a bit of pride and satisfaction in your eyes when I have praised your daughter”

Hiding his tears , Anil replies “Amala.. every topic leads to you only.. whatever little change we see in her is all due to you. Also Ramesh is getting good marks and Payal is taking more serious   her life and career”

Amala putting up a face and removing Anil’s hands says “for every thing you start praising me, I will leave uncle”

She looks so cute in such expressions and he cant stop from hugging her tight and kissing on her lips.. after enjoying the sweet kiss from uncle , she gives him a playful pat on his head and says “uncle.. you have seen only good things about me.. every one thinks I am the perfect girl and even in the class room all girls try to be like me.. but they don’t know the naughty things that I did and some bad things too.. if I tell them you would change your opinion about this village girl.. I am not always so nice that I look like..”

“Interesting dear.. village girl like you doing bad things ? cant believe.. that idiot Ashok never told anything bad about you“

“uncle.. my papa and you are best friends.. he would always say good things about me.. and would you believe that I didn’t tell these things to papa also and I am telling you only? anyway don’t raise this topic with papa, otherwise he will scold me”

“ok ok.. I wont tell him.. its interesting such a obedient , god fearing girl like you is hiding some secrets with papa and decided to reveal to this uncle.. good.. now tell me what all you did that you think are bad things”

Amala starts narrating her past story..

Uncle , as you know I lost my mom when I was 10 years old and since then I was raised  by my grandma in nearby village which is close to town, it would be easy for me to get good education in town, that’s why papa kept me there and also raising a girl child by father alone is difficult.

Papa’s focus is on my education. He used to tell me how he was spoilt by lack of good education and had to do small small businesses, he wanted me to do well in studies and get a job in America.  

Tulasi gradma lives alone, she lost her husband few years back and her son Ramana got married and is living in town.  

Tulasi grandma used to take care of me well and I also liked her a lot. After few years, there was an unforgettable incident happened in my life and Venkayya grandpa who is Tulsi’s brother living in another village molested me when I went to their house (Episode 21). 



I couldn’t tell that to grandma or papa as they would scold me and make it a big issue and finally my name will be spoiled. So I kept to myself and used to suffer

Around this time, I used to pester papa that he should get married again and we all can live together again. But he wouldn’t listen to me.. his fear is that the new lady might not look after me well… these things are common.. for me papa being happy is more important than my studies and I am prepared for that risk. But for papa my well being is more important than his life and being always a friend he used to tell me that for 5 minutes of happiness, why should he make me suffer 24 hours a day. I also used to tell him jokingly that 5 minutes of happiness is enough for his second wife to treat me like her own daughter.. anyway our arguments would never end

That summer, Ramana mama’s family came to Tulsi’s grandma house, as its holidays season. Ramana , attha, their daughter Swapna came there to stay couple of weeks.

Swapna is a tomboy and she is like Payal one way , always doing naughty things and making mischief. With me she is always nice and Ramana mama always quotes me and asks Swapna to be like me.  Swapna used to come every summer there but this time Ramana mama also came. Ramana mama is good friend of papa as he is my mom’s own brother

One day grandma, attha went to nearby town for a wedding for 3-4 days. Swapna didn’t  want to go , that’s why Ramana mama, Swapna stayed back and I normally don’t go to such weddings as I get bored.

I used to envy Swapna a lot since many years as she has both parents and live with them unlike me who don’t have  mother and also papa doesn’t live with me.  Another I noticed is Ramana mama, Swapna are very friendly , ofcourse I am also friendly with my papa but their chemistry is completely different. 

Ramana mama wouldn’t hesitate to hug Swapna and also cuddle, caress , kiss on cheeks even in front of me.  But at times he scolds her also. I wanted my papa to be like that



That night around 8 PM, I was in my room studying , mama was in living room watching TV. Swapna was still outside playing with friends. After a while I saw some commotion and shoutings.  I came to living room to see whats happening.  Mama is scolding Swapna for being late and also for playing with boys.

“papa.. leave me.. I am not a kid any more.. whats wrong playing with boys”

“Swapna.. you are not kid, that’s why I am saying don’t play with boys”

“you are so mean papa” (crying)

“no Swapna.. I am being cautious ..never know what will happen”

Suddenly I remembered  incident with Venkayya grandpa .. I got a shrill in my body

“papa.. you are seeing things in microscope.. nothing will happen”

Ramana mama looking at me.. told Swapna “look at Amala.. she is so nice.. focusing on studies and she will get a nice husband”

Whattt ?  why this husband topic ?

“papa.. each girl is different.. I will also get a nice husband”

“Swapna.. try to understand why I am telling you.. if some boy misbehaves with you and the villagers talk badly about you, where will I put my face dear? This papa is living for you only.. every parent lives for his/her kids.. you may not be as great as Amala, but atleast don’t bring bad name to me.. any mischief you do in the streets would cause agony, shame to your papa.. understand me.. you can do all the dirty things , mischief , pranks with me inside the four walls.. I will bear with you.. play with me.. don’t play with unknown boys in streets..”

Mama is almost crying .. I could feel the genuine pain in his eyes.. every papa should have this concern on his kids.. Swapna also calmed down.. she went and hugged her papa and said sorry.. after a minute mama says “ok.. go and take bath.. will have dinner.. Amala is waiting for us”

Swapna went to her and came out with 2 night dresses.. one is very short frock with small straps without any sleeves and other is normal pant and shirt.  He asked her to wear pant and shirt as frock has become too short for her and he bought that few years back. Swapna winked and said “ok.. I will wear this short frock.. mom , grandma are also not there in the house”

I was laughing inside for their chemistry and frankness

Mama prepared fresh dinner for us.. Swapna is looking like a small girl in that frock .. its just covering her panty and on top her small mangoes are clearly visible as she didn’t wear any bra. Her round shoulders and smooth armpits .. mama is having a eye feast. On one side he scolds her and asks her to be like me.. on other side he enjoys watching her like that.


After dinner, they are watching TV together.. Swapna is sitting on mama’s lap. I couldn’t stand that scene and went to my room. I am envious of her luck and wanted to have similar parental love from papa.. atleast live in same house.. for him my studies are important..

After a while Swapna came to my room.. we used to share same bed. That day both of us are silent. Swapna knows that she is too close to her father in front me and she thinks I may be thinking badly about her. On the other hand I am thinking how lucky she is and when can I get similar love..

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After that Venkayya gradpa incident , as a girl, I got a taste of pleasures that would make anyone feel happy.. its unfortunate that I had to get that from that old fart instead of from papa..

Since then my body behaves differently at times.. making me horny.. also as we were growing together , Swapna and I used to be very close at night.. smooching , feeling our small boobs, tender pussies.. I also at time try to give a different picture purposefully that I am also not perfect and I don’t want Swapna to get bad name because of me and comparing with me.. so I used to accept whatever she does and says .. only at night in our room.

That night around midnight , I felt Swapna is not there next to me.. I got up from bed and saw the bathroom is open.. where did she go ? I got suspicion and came out of my room.. mama’s room bed light is on and I could hear few sounds.. I went near to the door and tried to slightly push, but it is locked from inside.. I heard few moans and voice of Swapna..  my heart started beating fast.. I came back to my room and slept.. I couldn’t get sleep .. after 5 minutes, I could feel Swapna coming into my room and sleeping next to me.. I closed my eyes but was conscious of what’s happening..

Suddenly Swapna started kissing me on my lips.. my god… her lips are tasting different now.. her lips are also wet and sticky.. the smell is different.. my heartbeat raised fast I could get what it is… mama released his cum in her mouth ? that thought made me horny and unknowingly I also started licking her lips, tongue and mouth… in sleep itself.. after few minutes of deep kisses and toungue fight , I wanted to put a full stop to it , otherwise it could lead to some other thing

Again.. both of us were silent.. for different reasons though..  

I was trying to sleep but couldn’t as those thoughts are disturbing me.. after some time as saw mama coming into our room.. my heartbeat started raising again.. I have half closed my eyes and watching with eagerness.. mama is trying to wake Swapna up .. looks like he wanted her to come to his room again.. Swapna is in deep sleep.. mama couldn’t make big moves or else she could get scared and shout waking me up and getting caught red handed.. his few feeble attempts couldn’t yield any results and he went back to his room.. I was laughing inside

Again after a while he came and did exactly same thing.. this time, Swapna woke up silently… looking at papa, she signaled him to leave fast or else I could see them.. I requested, begged her to come to his room and he went..

Swapna didn’t go immediately .. after some time she got up and went to mama’s room

After few minutes.. I also got up and went.. this time their room is slightly opened.. I could peep and see what’s happening inside.. my heartbeat shot up after seeing the scene inside..  mama is on his knees in front of Swapna and is trying to push his cock inside her pussy which she is resisting… she is pushing him away but he wants to insert..

“please .. Swapna.. nothing will happen.. just few minutes”

“no papa… I am scared.. don’t do that…I will take him into my mouth”

“that you are already doing .. I want to insert… please..”

“no.. stop it… if you insist like this I wont come again”

“don’t say that Swapna.. ok .. lets do one thing”

“what ?”

“put your frock on your pussy and I will do dry fuck”

“ok.. papa.. you need to reduce your desires.. if Amala sees, it will look very bad”

“why ? she may be doing this with her papa already.. who knows”

I couldn’t stand there anymore and I came back..

Papa doing such things with me ? my body is already hot .. now I am unable to control this extreme desires and my hand went towards my panty which is already soiled with my pussy juices..  

After 5 min, Swapna came back to my room and again gave strong kisses to me exchanging her papa’s cum.. this time she has collected more in her mouth and she is passionately licking , biting, kissing my lips and this time decided to open my eyes.. Swapna winked and asked do you like the taste ? I am shocked that she is so bold to ask that.. she understood that I recognized the taste of it and am liking it a lot.. I don’t know what happened to me at that time.. like a stupid I also laughed and nodded my head.. my counterattack on her lips is enough for her to know what I am doing..

After a while.. she opened up..

“Amala.. you might have seen what papa is doing with me right ? I have purposefully kept the door opened as I wanted you to be there in case papa insists on inserting his dick in my pussy… Amala.. I love papa so much but I don’t want to do that one last step which papa is insisting.. being  a virgin is very important like you.. I can do anything with papa except that”

I am crying literally .. how can I tell her I am not a virgin and that papa is not the reason for that.. if I tell the fact all my good image till then will be lost..

Seeing me crying , Swapna understood in a different way.. that I am not staying with papa and I am missing this kind of fun and Swapna assured me that good days will come..  

I didn’t want to talk at that time as I could succumb to the emotions and tell the facts..

Around just before sun rise, mama again came to ask Swapna to come to his room.. I am literally laughing how many times he would do this ? this time Swapna woke up and told him “papa.. I am tired , leave me” .. her voice is so loud that he quietly went back.. I felt sorry for mama..

That day around noon Swapna promised me more cum.. I am shameless to ask her about that.. this time Swapna told I will get fresh, hot cum directly into my mouth… I am shocked and even scared that mama would look at me like a slut.. I told Swapna not to spoil her hard earned reputation.. its ok that Swapna understood I am not a good girl like every one is thinking..  but I don’t want others to know my that weakness..

Swapna planned cleverly .. I was in bathroom and Swapna told her papa that I went outside and we can have fun.. but since he is not controllable , he has put some conditions..  Ramana agreed to those and also he felt this kind of crazy fun games would be really cool.. 




As per the plan, he is sleeping on the jute cot that’s famous in villages.. its little high.. as its jute cot, there are holes between the threads and with his face down and blind folded, he is not able to see any thing .. and his dick is hanging down through a small hole on the cot.. idea is Swapna would go underneath the cot and take his cock into her mouth and give blow job.. this way except the dick, there is no touch of any part and also they don’t  see the partner at all and the girl can do whatever she can and as per the condition, he should not remove the cloth and open his eyes .. all that he can do is talk, moan and push his dick if he wants.. but nothing else.. also after he cums, he should wait for her to come up and remove the blind fold..

Soon I joined her underneath the cot and my god .. mama’s dick , balls are hanging in semi erect state and my eyes lit up for whatever reason it is.. Swapna silently giggled looking at me and we are exhibiting child like enthusiasm .. I completely lost my self immersed in those thoughts of a girl licking her papa’s dick and she is sharing her papa’s dick with me.. the strong pungent smell of that long thick dick made me stretch my tongue out and seeing my enthusiasm, Swapna has withdrawn herself a bit allowing me to have a go at it.



For obvious reasons two tongues cant work simultaneously at it , otherwise Ramana would know that there is another girl also down..

Without holding his dick with hand I was just touching his dick head with the tip of my tongue and that made him to wriggle and moan a bit.. as Swapna is watching with jelous at me sucking her papa’s dick, I felt proud and even winked at her to tease her.. soon her face became red and I have withdrawn myself and signaled her to have  a go at it… she is wild and holding his dick base is rubbing his dick on her face and is pumping fast.. 



“baby… go slow.. like you started initially .. torture my dick slowly.. don’t whack me like this .. fast and furious…”

Swapna slowed down a bit and allowed me to have a go at it as I am very slow and tease his dick better..

“baby… like this… mmmm… ahhhh… ufffff…. So good… ahmmmm… you are learning fast..”

On behalf of me, Swapna is moaning and talking…

“papa… your dick is so tasty… so good.. I can keep doing this for ever.. hmmm…”

“yeah baby… I am also liking these fun games… hmmm,.. feels so good …”





“uncle.. yeah I also like it”

“uncle ?”

“papa.. you heard it wrong… I said papa.. I am not Amala to call you uncle”

“ha.. true.. but your voice sounded differently”

“papa.. you have Amala in your thoughts.. that’s why you felt like that”

“hmmmm… uffff.. don’t…. talk.. like that baby…. She is a nice gal… ahmmmm… you are killing me,..”

“papa… nice girls can do dirty things secretly… you want to be with Amala ?”




“stop the nonsense Swapna.. if you talk like this I wont touch you also”

“sorry papa.. just tested you… love you papa.. you are so nice.. don’t look at other girls”

“haa…. Finish me first… ahhh.. I am cumming,,,, ohhhh.. ahhh… aaaaa… mmmm… yeah… lick my dick.. drink my juices… ummmm.. haa.. I came.. I came…”

Ramana is panting on the table unable to control this heightened pleasure while the girls are sharing his cum passionately and kissing each other.. as per plan Ramana should wait for Swapna to come and open the blindfold.. as he is waiting and trying to gather his breath.. he felt soft toungue tickling his dick again… shittt… Swapna must be so horny.. she wants one more round…

“papa.. I want more milk… please.. one more time.. for me..”

Ramana couldn’t say no as his body is reacting to this new touch that he didn’t recognize so far..

“baby… why your mouth touch is different today”

Both of us got shocked.. Swapna is ready with all anwers..

“papa.. this is the fourth or fifth time I am giving you blowjob since mom, grandpa left… my mouth is aching and also feeling numb due to so much rubbing .. obviously my tongue touch is also changed right”



“may be.. anyway.. you can milk me how much ever you want .. just one request though”

“what papa”

“give me that body pains tablet that will make me relax and drouzy .. I can take a nap while leaving my dick to you play, extract milk to your heart’s content..”

“ok papa.. don’t open your blind fold.. I will gave tablet and water to you”

Swapna got up and went and brought two tablets and gave to him.. soon he fell asleep







Now both of us are simultaneously playing with his dick.. sucking, kissing, licking and drinking his cum and sharing with each other.. we did that for another one hour and we both felt very happy and I gave Swapna a warm hug








Amala stopped narrating her past to Anil uncle.. Anil got completely bowled by her frank confession !!!

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Amala, Payal, Swapna in village

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Both Anil and Amala are silent for few minutes.. Anil couldn’t belive such a naïve village girl did those naughty things ? every girl will have inner feeling at that age, its common, he has seen it with Payal but hearing it directly from her mouth made it even more shocking. Anil didn’t want to talk as that would make her look bad.. he kept silent.  Amala understood why and with her expressions she begged uncle to excuse her for such a behaviour which is not all acceptable that too coming from his close friend’s daughter ..

But Amala wanted to wash off all dirty linen now atleast in frint of uncle , may be later with papa and she continued her confessions

“Uncle if what you heard so far made you bewildered , then what you are going to hear would make you angry , disgusting and even scold me for my shameless acts..

After milking Ramana mama dick for couple of hours while he fell asleep due to drousy tablet, I and Swapna became even more bold.. the smell of dick’s cum is enough to raise my hidden desires and bring out a different Amala or perhaps real Amala

That night after dinner .. Swapna and Ramana are watching TV while I was cleaning kitchen. I heard the conversation between uncle and Swapna ..

Swapna already hinted me she can take this forward and make more fun.. I agreed as I was itchy down there

“papa.. I cant come to your room tonight”

“what happened baby?”

“papa.. I have suspicion that Amala might be watching us”

“really? but she is a nice girl, she won’t be interested or curious about such things”

“may be true.. but she can report this to mom”

“that risk is there .. what to do then ?”

“papa.. somehow you should also make her happy so that she wont reveal this to anyone”

“shittt.. what are you talking? she is not that type”

“papa.. every one is a saint until caught… try your luck.. never know”

“hummm.. how ?”

“she has a nice opinion on you.. try to please her and tease her”

“but its always risky with girls.. they can make it a big issue..”

“papa.. I will also be on the side right, I can take care of her if it goes that way..”

“ok.. but I am not fully convinced.. “

“papa.. I can trap her emotionally and make her treat you like her papa.. she loves her papa so much she can do anything in that situation”

“that’s a good ploy.. ok .. let’s do it then”

I heard the entire conversation from kitchen but acting naïve I went to them and told good night… but Swapna pulled my hand and asked me to sit next to Ramana mama saying “Amala.. in summer holidays also you are so busy.. sit here for some time..papa wants to talk to you”

Ramana looked at Swapna in confusion .. what to talk.. he starts slowly..

“Amala.. I am seeing you stay away from your papa for so many years, I know what you are missing.. every girl needs to be with parents”

I am genuinely moved by that statement.. there is lot of truth in it.. I looked at mama with a sorrow face, he has put his arm around my shoulder and pulling me closer to him said “sorry to raise this topic.. I told Ashok also many times about this that you both should stay together .. but he is thinking staying here would get you better education.. life is not just about studies only.. every raising girl needs parental love.. grandma is great but nobody can fill in the role of parents.. I can feel sorry for you dear”, he is caressing my back and stretching his hand even more and putting his hand under my hand, he is caressing, feeling the side of my right boob under the shirt.. this is making me horney .. I am not getting anger at all .. whatever he is talking is making sense and his soft manly touches on my sensitive parts are acting like catalyst to my burning desires



Seeing my calmness, he gained more confidence and his fingers are working on my top buttons.. on the other side, Swapna completely bent on her papa to such an extent she fell on his thighs and caressing his thighs and pulling his dhothi upwards, said looking into my eyes.. magical expressions “Amala.. I know what you are missing.. papa is a great source of love for us at this age.. we cant trust the boys.. if you are not aware of your path, just hold your papa and he will take you to safe place.. I trusted my papa and he took me to heaven.. Amala.. just trust and surrender to papa.. my papa.. as your papa.. he will treat you like angel.. papa is papa.. for me.. for you also.. what you say papa?”

Her magical expressions and her sexy face made me also to lean forward and allowing mama to squeez my boobs from side while my eyes fell on the raising bulge.. mama took it as an opportunity and he removed few of my top hooks and putting his hand inside my top and feeling my naked boob with his fingers, he became bold enough to pinch my nipple.  On the other side, he completely lifted Swapna’s shirt up and pulling it over her head and making her half naked.. I saw her small but firm boobs rubbing mama’s inner thighs.. I am not talking anything but I am also caressing his groin ..

By now mama decided to take it till the end, he is caressing both our boobs with his both hands.. my top is not fully removed while Swapna is half naked.. suddenly Swapna got up from his lap and raising her left hand up and taking it around his face pressed her armpit on his face.. mama is licking her smooth armpit and moaning slowly he murmered “baby.. it tastes so good.. I can keep licking this for ever.. and your small boobs will grow big if I squeez them everyday..”


My body temperature is raising fast and I know I am losing control on me, so I decided to get up and go and sleep. I got up and adjusted my top and said “mama.. I don’t want to disturb you guys, I am going” , without looking at them I came back to my room…. I know if I look at any of them they would convince me to stay back.. Swapna must have been fuming at me.. after 5 min she also came and slept next to me.. her body language says it all… she is not happy with me coming in between abruptly.. I felt bad for her but what to do.. those are very dangerous moments and we can easily get into the trap

That night mama didn’t come at all to our room , looks like he also got hurt.. in the morning while making coffee he came to kitchen to drink water.. I looked at him and said.. “sorry mama..”  , I didn’t extend the conversation and continued with my kitchen work.. he didn’t say anything and he went back…  

Meanwhile grandma called me and informed that they are extending their stay one more day as wedding celebrations are still continuing ..

I came to mama’s room with his coffee cup.. again I said sorry.. this time he smiled and said “Amala .. no need to say sorry.. no papa should play with his daughter like that but what to do.. I am used to it.. one way Ashok is lucky that he didn’t have this habit or else .. such a beautiful girl like you.. would be hard to control his emotions.. Amala , after you went back , I started thinking about what I am doing is right or wrong.. my thoughts went in circles and finally lost the mood which made Swapna angry and she went back..”

I sat in the chair in that room and again said sorry.. “mama.. I don’t see anything wrong in what you did.. if not you some other tom dick harry would do the same thing.. mama, your intention is pure, so its not at all a bad thing”

“then why did you leave abruptly?”

“because you are not my papa.. you are my mama..”

“so if I was your papa.. would you be ok ?”

“mama.. doing role play for a day wont bring right emotions in me..”

“ok.. then I will call your papa here”

“nothing would happen in a day.. it needs time to build those emotions”

“bullshit.. if you can lick my dick and drink my milk in couple of hours.. then why not a day is not enough ?”

I was shocked .. how did he come to know about it ? did Swapna tell ?  before I could ask him, he only answered

“Amala.. I could feel the difference in the tongue touch and also when I was drousy, I didn’t fall asleep immediately, I could hear your conversations”

I couldn’t look at him at all.. I felt so bad for my behaviour , I got up and went outside..


Around 3 PM in the after noon, I was having my after noon nap.. suddenly I felt some movement next to me.. I opened my eyes and was stunned.. Swapna was next to me with her both legs up and mama is eating her pussy.. I didn’t get angry.. but why are they doing it in front of me.. they are doing it purposefully ? Swapna is moaning loud and with a strong jerk she lifted her hips up and holding her mama’s head tight on her crotch , she collapsed in exhaustion .. mama lifted his head up and I can see his face is full wet with her cunt juices and I completely lost at that moment and got up and started licking mama’s face tasting Swapna’s juices..

Mama didn’t expect this and his already fully erect dick suddenly exploded on Swapna’s pussy .. I came down and started licking her pussy clean and chewing mama’s dick juices mixed with Swapna’s cunt juices.. I didn’t want to share with Swapna this time..



After 5 min, I got up and gave a warm hug to mama and said “mama.. leave me alone now.. perhaps more in next summer vacation. I never thought I will do all these things.. ideally I should have done this with papa but I did it with you.. hope you understood”

Mama patted on my back and said “Amala.. such a nice girl like you shouldn’t get into these things.. focus on studies first.. once you complete your studies and get a good job, then don’t forget this mama..”

I gave him a strong sweet kiss on lips and said “yes mama.. I will make you happy”

After that Ramana mama avoided me for long time.. he has love, concern on me ..

Amala stopped narrating her story and looked at Anil uncle

Anil laughed and asked “so when are you meeting Ramana mama again ?”

Blushing and leaning on Anil , she said “perhaps on graduation day”

Anil replied “yes.. he deserves his quota… anyway.. you have such relation with someone other than your papa and you feel you did shameless thing.. Amala, I also did few things like that.. Payal is not the only girl I played with.. Every man , woman will have such outside relations .. as long as they have control on them , then its fine.. if it becomes an addiction, then there is a serious issue.. let me narrate one such incident”

Anil starts narrating his part..

We have met Professor Kiran right ? he is my close friend in Delhi as we both studied together. I chose civils and he chose academics. One day his family came to our house for dinner. Kiran’s wife is Manjusha and daughter is Divya. That time Payal went to some wedding and is not at house. Generally after dinner they stay for the night.. 



Jaya and Manjusha are in their room.. Kiran and I are having drinks in our room, then Divya came , she started nagging .. “papa I am getting bored, I want to go home” . I can understand her situation as Payal is not there and she gets bored with aunties.. Being a guest I wanted to entertain her.. “beti.. come and sit here.. what will you do alone at home.. let’s play a small game “.  Divya showed interest. Kiran being professor is generally strict at home..

“beti.. it’s a simple blind flod game.. it’s a fun game and the loser will get some punishment by the winner.. all we have to do is.. one will be blindfolded on rotation basis, he/she has to catch others within  a minute.. we cant go out of this room.. what you say Kiran ?”

Kiran also says ok.. we flipped the coin, its Kiran’s turn first.. I blinded him and rotated him and left him.. there is not much furniture in that room except the cot.. both Divya and I are trying to avoid his catch.. Divya is very active, she is jumping on the bed and running.. my eyes fell on her bouncing boobs which are popping out of her lose top making me horny .. I always have this attraction towards Payal’s friends and perhaps it’s the age that attracts many matured men like me.. her youthful exuberance and innocent face and ofcourse blooming beauty .. enough for me to get the itching.. I decided to touch her and make her feel comfortable with me..


As she is moving fast, I am also following her and in the process holding her from behind and accidentally pressing her boobs which she is not paying much attention.. after a minute.. Kiran gave up..

Next its my turn.. by now I understood her moving pattern and also follow her fragrance.. I am making steady moves in her direction and in the process making her go back against the wall and touching her boobs purposefully.. that too in front of her papa.. She didn’t mind my touchings instead felt bad for getting out.. 1 minute up..

Next its her turn.. my plan is to make her lose and make me win so that I can give her punishment..  she is moving jig jag but couldn’t catch any one.. she lost..

Like this played some more rounds.. once we went under the cot hiding .. I put one hand on her mouth and put another hand on her panty and started rubbing it.. she is giggling but controlling her laughing .. after we came out , she playfully patted my knuckles.. in the next round in front of Kiran, I “accidentally” presses her panty and ass.. she is wearing a very short frock and my hand is underneath her frock..

Finally the game is over.. I am the winner and Divya is the loser.. she enjoyed the game a lot and she told me “uncle.. don’t give harsh punishment .. give simple , light punishment”

Looking at Kiran I asked him “Kiran.. is it ok if I give her similar punishment that I give to Payal ?”

The made him curious .. he said “Anil, its between both of you.. I am just a onlooker”

“I forgot to tell you Kiran.. you should have blindfold when the winner is giving punishment to loser”

“this is cheating uncle.. you didn’t tell in the beginning .. “

“Divya.. if you don’t like the punishment, then you can call it cheating .. ok ?”

“hmm.. ok uncle”

I kept blindfold to Kiran .. I pulled Divya on to me lap (I was sitting on sofa) , made her face down and lifted her short frock up and feeling her ass cheeks, I started rubbing her pussy lips over the small panty hose.. she didn’t object , she is trying to control her moans and took my other hand into her mouth and started sucking my fingers.. ufffff.. I understood what this girl wants and I am jealous Kiran is doing these things already, anyway I am no saint and by then I used to put my cock in sleeping Payal’s mouth and allow her chew and suck.. 

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Divya is enjoying my “punishment” as I increased the pace and I slipped her panty to side and inserted my middle finger into her pussy hole which became wet by then and started giving small jerks.. with other fingers I am exploring her pussy.. where as she is sucking my fingers and in fact she is feeling my bulge on which she has her face on.. if I gad pulled out my dick she would have taken it to her mouth.. I wanted to tease her a lot and finally make her to want to be with me in front of her papa.. time is flying and there is a limit for the punishment .. time limit.. not on how harsh I am jerking her.. finally she quivered and released copious amount of juices into my hand and I removed my hand from her pussy, adjusted her frock well and lifted her and made her sit on the sofa.. she is looking exhausted. I licked my fingers wet with her juices and I announced Kiran can open his blindfold.. I don’t want to remove it myself as he could smell her daughter’s pussy juices from my hand..

He opened and looked at Divya and asked “baby .. are you ok with the punishment ?”.. she smiled and said “ha papa.. uncle took care of me well.. its not like a punishment at all.. anyway, uncle .. nice game, thank you for the game and punishment” .. I gave her a peck on her cheeks and said “its my pleasure Divya.. you are very sportive..”

While Divya is trying to recoup her breathing , Kiran and I had one more round of drinks..

Divya exploded a bomb.. I am shaken completely but Kiran took it lightly.. she announces next game.. its adult game..  men have to stand naked .. one after another.. she would show some nude pics of models and whovever doesn’t have hard on would win..

I am surprised that Kiran didn’t mind her daughter playing this type of games ..

I asked again “are you sure bro ? this may lead to some other issues”

He laughed it off… “bro.. Divya likes this game a lot.. I have to play with her regularly .. anyway its just a game”

I thought he might have over drank , that’s why he is talking like that… anyway I don’t mind if he doesn’t mind..

First it was Kiran’s turn.. he is standing naked with his limp dick..

Divya opened her gallery and displayed a beautiful foreign model.. she is showing it to her papa and slowly his dick started raising and Divya is giggling.. she knows the weakness of papa for foreign models, so she purposefully showing latin American diva…

Kiran got minus point.. next my turn.. I stood naked.. Divya looked at my dick and giggled and opened her gallery.. showed a sexy model.. my dick is still limp.. after few second, she showed even more sexier model.. no change in me.. this time she played a porn video .. I am not moving at all..

Time is up and Divya is clapping and praising me.. “uncle .. super.. you have lot of self control”

Next Kiran.. same result.. this time he even put his hand on his dick and pressing it moaned a bit before the time is up

Next my turn.. same result.. more sexier hot porn.. no change..

Like this I we played two more rounds and results are same..



In the last round.. she cheated me and I not only lost the game but also looked stupid in front of my friend.. instead of showing models, this time she has shown me her own picture.. selfie pic.. tring.. my dick stood up and I looked like an idiot.. Jumping in joy and bouncing her boobs, she laughed at me and heckled me..”uncle .. see. I made your dick stand up.. you like me a lot right ? than the models .. I wanted to show Payal’s pic but I wanted to test my luck and pulled my pic and I am glad it worked.. papa, see.. I finally made both of your dicks stand up”

The more she talks, the more I am looking like a bakara..  I felt cheated and I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards me and looking into her eyes,  I told “you cheated me Divya.. you deserve a punishment .. tell me its your choice..”

I am still naked and my dick is pressing her crotch.. Kiran is looking at us curiously … Divya feeling shy told “same punishment as last time uncle”

I know she likes my pussy fingering.. 



In front of Kiran, I pulled her onto my lap and did exactly the same that I did last time.. fingering her pussy.. but this time since my dick is hitting her face , she is rubbing her face against my hard dick and she desperately wanted to take that into her mouth but she is hesitating in front of papa… after my punishment .. she released lot of juices in my palm.. this time she licked my fingers and she tasted her own pussy juices..

This punishment certainly made my intentions clear.. Kiran  had his final drink..  three of us were lying on the bed.. with Divya in the middle.. I need to get rid of my guilty feeling..

“Kiran bro.. don’t you get angry on me for my stupid behaviour ?”

Kiran is caressing Divya’s pussy over her frock ..

“Anil bro.. why angry ? how do you know what feelings I have on Payal ?”

I was stunned by that statement.. he has an eye on my daughter ?  he continued…



“Bro.. I am working as professor.. I get to see many beautiful young girls in my class.. some of them are ready to sleep with me for getting their projects cleared.. many professors do it.. I never do such things even though I got many such chances.. but that doesn’t mean I am saint.. I have my own weakness.. bro.. you need to pardon me.. last time Payal came to our house for sleepover with Divya.. I couldn’t control myself and in the sleep I went to their room and whacked myself hard..”

Divya stopped the conversation..



“uncle let me tell my version.. I heard papa come to our room.. I watched him play with his dick.. it made me horny and after papa left, I went on Payal and ate her pussy and she felt it unusual for the sudden act.. after we got back to normal state.. I asked Payal.. would you want to taste my papa’s dick.. she scolded me..”

Kiran continued.. “I didn’t know this part.. early in the morning I went to their bathroom and without closing the door I was taking shower.. Payal came not knowing I am inside.. she saw me naked in the shower.. I could see shyness in her and she went back.. she didn’t get angry on me why I am using girls bathroom.. after 5 minutes, she came again.. this time she was holding her stomach and without talking anything she pulled her panty down and sat on the commode to empty her bladder.. the hissing sound made my dick stand up and I am shameless and playing with my dick looked at her with a smile.. Payal felt relieved after completing peeing and she pulled her panty up and hit the flush button… I asked her can I wash you there ? she felt shy and left”

I am hearing this and playing with Divya boobs, I said “Payal becomes horny easily in the morning .. anyway bro.. you had your eyes on my daughter”



Divya with her hands on our dicks said “uncle.. after that incident, I asked her how she felt about what papa did.. she smiled and said she enjoyed it.. that made me push it even harder and I called her for sleepover again.. she came.. this time , papa came to our room when we were sleeping, he came behind the cot and with one leg on the cot, he has moved his crotch a bit so that his dick could touch Payal’s soft lips.. he was moving himself back and forth with his dick rubbing her lips and in the process it went in and I could see papa even moan and finally released his huge cum .. not in payal’s mouth but my mouth.. I was not expecting that.. and he silently left.. that’s the first time I am tasting a man’s dick juiced and it made me horny and I attacked the sleeping Payal on her lips giving ferocious kisses..”

Kiran continued..”bro after that incident.. I was itching a lot.. how to cum in Payal’s mouth.. its then Divya made a super plan.. fun game.. blind fold and licking, eating chacobar.. why playing that game I put my dick in her mouth dipped in chocolate juices.. she ate my dick to her hearts content and in the end I released my cum in her mouth which she savored it a lot… bro.. you may kill me now.. but those moments I would never forget in my life”

Divya is working hard on our dicks with her hands.. after whatever Kiran narrated my dick went limp which Divya noticed and turning my side asked me “uncle you are feeling bad hearing these incidents involving Payal ?”

I don’t need to tell.. my dick is telling the truth.. She understood my situation and stopped playing with my dick.. I also didn’t insist..



Anil stopped the narration..

Amala felt bad for him and Payal.. “uncle.. you felt bad for Payal for doing such things ?”

Anil has no answer..

Amala understood… its selfishness of a father… he can do such things to other girls but others cant do same to his daughter.. I got the answer but again a doubt…

“uncle.. when Kiran uncle did such things to Payal, you felt bad.. but when my papa did even worse things to Payal, you even encouraged him.. where did that selfishness go ?”

Anil took Amala’s face into his hands and said with moist eyes.. “perhaps I loved you more than Divya.. I wanted you.. so only way is let my friend Ashok do whatever he wants to Payal.. again selfishness.. but not towards my daughter.. but towards you dear.. I wanted you.. so I didn’t even care about Payal..  sorry to say this.. but Amala.. you are more than Payal to me..”

Amala is stunned.. she started crying and slapping Anil , yelled..”uncle.. that’s not correct.. you love me a lot.. I also love you… but to think I am more than your daughter is not correct.. what if papa also says same thing ? that he loves Payal more than me ? uncle.. such things are not correct.. you deserve punishment from me”… she started laughing .. change in emotion.. Anil hugged her and said “all punishments will be in the village in presence of your papa.. ok?” , he kissed her hard and started playing with her boobs..

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too hot..