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Aparna is 30 years old and has come to her mother's house for her postpartum recovery; it has been only two weeks since she gave birth. Akki and Abhi address her affectionately as "Appu Akka" (Sister Aparna); she has shared a strong bond with the kids since before her marriage. However, her mother, Tulasi, is a shrewish woman who dislikes Abhi being close to Aparna.

Let's see what happened two days before the Shravana Sukravaram.

Aparna, who lives across the street, calls Arvind "Uncle," but she addresses Malavika as "Akka" (sister) rather than "Aunty." This is because Malavika looks quite young, and—as is often the case—women tend to bond closely with one another.

Aparna called Malavika.

"Akka... how are you?"

"I'm doing well... but Mom hasn't recovered yet. I'll be back there in another two days."

"Is that so? Alright, let's talk once you're back, Akka."



"Appu... you wouldn't call me unless there was a reason. Besides, I can hear sadness in your tone. It's okay—tell me what's wrong, Appu."

"Akka... I didn't know how to bring this up or who to tell... but I called you because I knew you would understand."

"What is it? What happened?"

"Akka... I haven't even told my mother about this... she tends to say all sorts of irrational things unnecessarily."

"yeah I know... go ahead."

"Akka... it’s been over 20 days since I delivered, right? The little one is feeding on my milk. But for the past week, there’s been a problem: I’m producing way too much milk. When I asked the doctor, she said it happens to some women. The issue is that the baby only drinks a little; if he drinks only half the milk from the left breast, the milk stays in the right breast, causing a lot of pain."

"In that case... try expressing the milk by pressing with your hand."



"I tried that... but only a little comes out when I squeeze; the rest stays behind."

"Why didn't you use a pump? You could pump to empty it all out, let the baby drink what he needs, and discard the rest."

"Akka... I had that thought too. But no matter how long I pump, it doesn't all come out; some remains inside. That leftover milk is what's causing the pain in my breasts."

"Aparna... I understand your problem. Very few women face this. If the baby drinks too much, he spits it up. Plus, once his tummy is full, he drifts off to sleep, and there's nothing we can do then. I have an idea... but don't get mad at me when I tell you."

"Tell me, Akka... I can't bear this pain anymore."

"Appu... call your husband. He can empty out the remaining milk. That way, your pain will go away, and..."



"You'll get some relief too."

"Akka... it must be my fate; why else would he take the *Mala* vow right at this time? Apparently, he has to stay away from women... he's observing the rituals very strictly... I can't force him... he made a vow to take the *Mala* if we had children... so, there's nothing I can do, Akka."

"Appu... I've shared an idea I know of... the rest is up to you."

"Don't say that, Akka... you have to show me a way."

"If there are any babies under a year old in our building, you could breastfeed them to relieve your pain."

"There aren't any babies under a year old in our building, Akka."

"Appu... find someone—anyone you like—to nurse and relieve your pain... who it is, is your choice, Appu... it's a personal matter... but make sure no one finds out... especially your mother."

"That's a big problem too... if mother sees it, she'll scold me."

"Appu... there's a way around every problem... We can't send your mother to Kashi... and she can't leave her daughter—who has just given birth—alone at home... She needs to stay confined to her room... she shouldn't get out of bed... We need to plan for a month... At her age, if she slips in the bathroom, it means at least a month of bed rest... I can't say more than that, Appu... I think you understand."

"That's a brilliant idea, Akka... I called you precisely because you come up with ideas like this... If I pour a little castor oil in the bathroom, she'll slip and fall... she'll end up bedridden... The bathroom is too dangerous, though... better in her room .. I'll make it happen... she needs to slip without getting hurt too badly. If we place four or five marbles on the ground—visibility is poor anyway—all it takes is for her to step on them and slip. I'll handle the rest."

"See, Appu? Your brain thinks so sharply. Now, along with Abhi, find the boy who used to share the same breast milk as him."

Malavika deliberately said "boy"—she didn't say "girl."  Also she used the reference of her son Abhi wisely. Aparna didn't understand why at the time, but her mind began to focus on boys.

"Akka... you've told me all this, but you have to tell me who that boy is."

"How would I know who *you* like, Appu?"

"Akka... you have to help me out somehow."

"Appu... this is a very secretive affair. He needs to be trustworthy and sensible. There are very few guys like that around."

"Akka... that's true. What about Bablu from the 6th floor?"

"Him? I have a really bad opinion of him. He used to tease my Akki about having small breasts. That’s when my son Abhi kicked him."

"Is that so? What about Chintu from the 5th floor?"

"He already has a girlfriend... When she mocked my son Abhi, he came to me crying. I told him, 'Hey, crying just because a girl scolded you isn't manly; grab her boobs and squeeze them right in front of her boyfriend.' And that’s exactly what Abhi did—he squeezed her boobs, and when Chintu tried to hit him, he grabbed Chintu's balls and squeezed them hard."

"Really? Abhi looks so timid."

"Appu... he doesn't even realize how much courage he has. Besides, you know Abhi quite well, don't you?"

"Yes, Akka... he's a really good boy. Anyway, what about Bujji, the one who lives on the fourth floor?"

"He made a comment about me."

"What did he say?"



"'Look at that Aunty, she's a total knockout... look at how huge her boobs are.'"

"That’s true, isn't it, Akka?"

"Appu... our beauty should be admired by those we care about, not by just any random person. If my son Abhi had said those very words, I would have been absolutely delighted."

"What do you mean, Akka? It’s wrong for a son to speak to his own mother like that, isn't it?"

"Aparna... it would be wrong if said in front of others, but how could it be wrong when it's just us at home?"

"I don't know, Akka... what you're saying doesn't feel quite right. Besides, a good boy like Abhi wouldn't say things like that. Anyway, what about Pandu from the third floor?"

"Him? When the teacher bent down to pick up a fallen paper, he looked at her with disgust. When she punished him by making him do a 'wall-sit,' my daughter Akki laughed at him. Furious about that, he tried to put his hand on her thigh during the lunch break in the playground—but Abhi, who was right there, hit him with a stone. Appu, all the boys in our building are just good-for-nothing troublemakers."

 

"True, Akka... Nani from the second floor made a comment looking at my backside, and Kittu from the first floor drooled while staring at my breasts. That leaves the ground floor... but on our floor, there isn't a better boy than Abhi."

"Appu... not just on our floor, or in our building—there isn't a boy as good as my son in the entire colony."

"So, are you okay with it, Akka?"

"With what?"

"That's it... the idea you gave..."

"Oh shit... we completely forgot the main point, didn't we? Is Abhi the right person for a job like this?"

"Yes, Akka... Abhi is the safest bet; no one would suspect him."

"Aparna... my son doesn't do things like this."

(She felt a surge of happiness deep down, recalling how Abhi had innocently asked over the phone the other day, "Mom, I really want to taste your “milk”...")

"Akka... you have to convince him somehow... please."

"It's not that, Appu... suggesting things like this is easy, but implementing them is hard."

"Akka... do you doubt me?"

"It's not that, Appu... Abhi is already struggling with an inferiority complex—he's in the tenth grade for the third time. If anything goes wrong, his future could be at risk."

"Akka... trust me... we can convince Abhi. He likes me, after all."

"That kind of affection is different from this kind."

"I don't know about all that... only Abhi can do this job. Besides, the little one is used to Abhi, too. It makes me so happy when they both nurse from me together."

"Happy? You said it was to relieve the pain."

"Yes, Akka... it is to relieve the pain. I just said that because of my fondness for Abhi."

"Alright... I'll get Abhi ready once I'm back. Four days from now... Abhi will come to you. In the meantime, deal with your mother—she broke my son's hip last week, after all. As revenge for that, make sure Abhi is the one to do this task; he'll feel happy about it, too."

"Super idea, Akka... I'll have Abhi do it."

"By the way... what exactly did my son do to make your mother hit him like that?"

"Akka... the fault was mine. I had left the baby with Abhi and gone to the bathroom. Abhi was waiting... meanwhile, the baby got hungry and started crying, so I hurriedly wrapped a towel around myself, came out, took the baby into the bedroom, removed the towel, and started nursing him. A little later, Abhi came to my room, saying he was leaving... and that's when I realized he was seeing my naked body in the mirror right in front of us...My mom misunderstood the situation and hit him... but the truth is, Abhi wouldn't do things like that. Like I said... the fault was actually mine."

"Alright, Appu... I'll convince Abhi. Don't you worry about it."

"Okay, Akka... thank you so much."

"It's no trouble, Appu... he likes helping you too. But as for things like this... I'll handle it. Bye."

"Bye, Akka."

 

That’s how Malavika has set Appu to empty her excess breast milk in her son’s mouth !!!

(.) (.)

Thinking he might be able to help his sister before the *puja* began, Abhi went to the house opposite theirs.

As soon as he entered the hall, the little baby in the cradle started crying.

Smiling at the thought that the baby might be crying because he saw him, Abhi picked the child up and started cooing to him in his own way: "Oh dear... *chuchu-chu*... why are you crying? Did Mom hit you? Did Mom not feed you milk? Let's hit Mom then... Mom is a bad girl... Mom deserves a spanking... Hush now... *jooj-jooj-joo*... *chuchu*..."



Aparna, who had just finished her bath and was drying herself in her room, heard the baby crying and Abhi trying to soothe him. "Abhi... I'm coming... just a moment..." she said, continuing to dry herself leisurely. However, Abhi was getting impatient; as the baby's crying grew louder, he called out to Aparna.

"Abhi... bring the baby here... I need to feed him," she said. Abhi agreed and took the baby into his sister's room.



Upon seeing his sister completely naked there, he panicked and stepped back, standing out of her sight. "Akka... you get ready... I'll keep him entertained," he said. Aparna called out from inside, "It's okay, Abhi... come inside... Aunty isn't home. I sent her to a friend's house myself because she tends to pick fights with the people coming for the *puja*." Hearing that Aunty was away gave him some confidence, but the thought that seeing his sister like this might lead to trouble made him hesitate and stop right there.

"It's alright, Akka... you get ready," he says.

"You're far too hesitant, Abhi... and you help me out so much... I don't know how I'll ever repay you," she says...



 



She walked out wearing a thin nightgown... seeing her made his manhood stir... her breasts were clearly visible... with her nipples poking through the sheer fabric, he felt a sudden urge—like a baby—to suckle her milk... resting his head in her lap, sucking on those full breasts... drinking her milk... *uff*... the sheer pleasure of that thought...

Taking the baby into her arms, she pressed her breasts against Abhi's face... Abhi felt dizzy... the touch was soft and intoxicating... and the heady scent of her body, fresh from a bath...

"Akka... I’d love to see you breastfeeding the baby just once."

There was a stammer in his words... a tremor in his voice... and lust in his eyes...

Aparna looked at him suspiciously and said, "Why? If you look like that, the baby might get the evil eye and throw up the milk he drank." Abhi felt happy—it meant looking at her breasts wasn't wrong; she was only worried about the baby getting the evil eye.

"Akka... my gaze isn't bad like that... the evil eye only comes from people like 'Aunty'... Please, Akka... please."

Nodding in agreement, Aparna took him into the bedroom and sat on the bed... while he sat on the sofa opposite her... Abhi watches.

Aparna unbuttons her nighty and pulls one breast completely out from within it. Abhi is stunned—does one have to expose the whole breast just to nurse? She could have done it discreetly by pulling him close, but she brought it fully out; surely, that means she wants me to see it? Aparna looks up at Abhi, smiles, and adjusts the baby on her lap. As she places the nipple in the little one's mouth, he begins to nurse, holding and kneading her breast with his tiny hands while kicking his legs—realizing, it seems, that his hunger is about to be satisfied.

Abhi continues to watch her; as the other breast presses against the fabric of her nighty, its shape is clearly visible to him.

"Hey Abhi... is it nice... watching like this?"

(Shyly) "Yes, Akka... it's really nice. Akka, you're so beautiful, you know? So why doesn't Bava make love to you?"

Putting on a sad expression, she says, "Abhi... there's a puja today... not now... I'll tell you another time. We need to be happy while nursing the baby; if we are happy while looking into his eyes, he feels happy too and drinks more milk."

"Is that so? I didn't know that. Well, today he's going to empty both your jugs."

"It's not quite like that... lately, his tummy gets full after drinking just a little bit."

"And the remaining milk?"

"That's the problem... the remaining milk is getting left behind inside."

"Oh no... so, what can be done?"

"I don't know... I can't figure it out either. Even when I see the doctor, I don't get a proper answer."

"Really? Did you ask Mom?"

"My mom?"

"No, I meant *my* mom."

"Aunty has gone out of town, hasn't she? I'll ask her when she gets back."

The baby finished nursing and drifted off to sleep; she picked him up and laid him on the bed. As she undid the buttons of her nightgown, her breasts hung loose—she looked incredibly beautiful. Noticing a drop of milk still clinging to her nipple, he felt a sudden urge to taste it but suppressed the desire...

Aparna, having put the baby down, walked over to Abhi without buttoning up her nightgown. She placed her nipple in his mouth, saying, "Milk shouldn't go to waste." She held it there for just half a second—long enough for the milk traces to touch his lips—before quickly pulling her breast away, tucking it back into her nightgown, and fastening the buttons.

It all happened in a flash; Abhi was left stunned. What exactly had just happened? It was beyond imagination... just as he was thinking, "If only she had stayed like that a little longer," his sister walked in—all dressed up.

Abhi went into the hall.

A short while later, his sister got ready, wearing a saree.

The neighborhood women began to arrive. While Akki handled the arrangements for the puja, Abhi was in the kitchen preparing fruits and snacks.

  

Abhi noticed everyone praising Akki. Some even teased him, saying, "Hey Abhi, why are you here acting like a girl? This is a women's function—get out." Aparna intervened, snapping back, "I was the one who asked him to come, *Pinni*... besides, he isn't exactly trying to hit on your daughter, is he?"

All in all, the function went well. It would have been difficult for Aparna to manage everything without Abhi's help; even though Akki was there, she just sat in a corner to avoid messing up her outfit and didn't pitch in energetically like Abhi did.

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Now coming back to Madhukar, Manju, Priya thread

After his friend Amar convinced Suresh that age is not a barometer for any relationship, did Suresh start fucking his loving daughter Priya who is also convinced by the stories of Sweetie, Pinky, Riya, Priya ? what is stopping them to start the relationship ? Life doesn’t move in straight line always. Suresh got some breaks.. some doubts.. some hesitation. Why ?

Read this incident



One day Priya’s friend  Jahnavi  came to her house for sleep over.  Jahnavi is daughter of Prathap who is Suresh’s dear friend.
Prathap works in insurance industry as undertaker, he is very studious with his work and he almost forgot he has a family of sweet wife Madhavi and cute daughters Samantha and Jahnavi.
Suresh came to Priya’s room after coming from work. Seeing Jahnavi, he greeted her and gave a warm hug. Jahnavi told Suresh “uncle, before you sleep I want to talk to you, please come here once. I need to tell this to you and my dearest friend Priya”

Both Priya and Suresh got surprised by that.  Being so close to her even Priya was stunned what she is going to tell

Suresh came to their room after dinner.  Jahnavi holding Suresh uncle’s hands told “uncle, this is very very important and I hope it will help you also. Please listen to my story carefully and my only request is don’t do same mistakes as we did”

Priya and Suresh got even more worried by that.. what mistakes ? why she is telling us ?

“Janoo beti, you are like my daughter, I am so happy that you chose to help us by telling something from your life. Anyway please go ahead and tell what you want to tell”

Janoo started the narration


Uncle, this has started around a year back and you know my akka Samantha was studying commerce and she is four years elder to me.  


Sam is not so serious about her studies and is always on phone. She wears very short dress at home and she is not afraid of parents at all. Making reels, chatting with boys and coming home late. In fact she sleeps so late making reels, I get disturbed and don’t get proper sleep. Papa was always busy with his work and mom is a teacher in our sch ool

One day papa came early from work. When I came home from sch ool, he is already there. Mom comes late from sch ool as she has to take care of some administrative work also

Seeing me, papa called me and asked me to sit on the sofa next to him.  Normally papa is always jovial but that day he was very serious. I silently sat next to him

“Janoo, give your phone to me”

I silently opened my sch ool bag and gave my phone to papa.

Papa opened my phone and opened Instagram.  He showed me one picture



“Janoo.. look at Sam.. I never imagined she became so big already.  Being a girl god gives more responsibilities to you girls. Boys can be reckless and no one cares. Look at this picture, it might be perfectly alright for your generation girls, but even a small cleavage and her popping out boobs make my blood boil. Sorry for my language Janoo, but why would she expose herself so much ? that too to the entire world. As a father I cant tolerate this. When some one hinted to me about this I didn’t pay much attention but things are going out of control.



Now look at this picture. No shame at all to kiss a boy and upload this reel to public domain ? where is she going with this kind of behaviour ? and look at her replies to her fans.. disgusting to read.. forget about being a father.. even for any person these comments look more than vulgar. I did a mistake neglecting you both. I never paid attention to what you are doing. I am not afraid my stature in the society, I am more worried about your safety.

Janoo, I always felt Sam is reckless and always gets what she wanted. She never paid any attention to her studies and is always with wrong friends

But I never expected this from you dear.. look at this picture



Tell me Janoo.. who is this boy ? why are you with him .. so closely .. and why on the earth this photo is uploaded to your instagram account ? Janoo, you are not like akka to even kiss a boy but here you are looking so happy with a boy.  

I cant scold Sam.. she is beyond repair and partially its my mistake to give her that much freedom. Now I never imagined you would do this. It pains me so much dear, I took a harsh decision, from now on you wont have phone”

Seeing pain and anguish in papa’s eyes, I couldn’t stop crying and I hugged papa and told him “sorry papa.. I was carried away by what akka was doing. One day when you and mom were not at home, akka called this boy who is his classmate and made some reels with him, at that time akka forced me to do this reel with that boy. 

Papa, though akka forced me to do this, I also felt happy doing this with that boy, that’s why you can notice genuine happiness in my face, that time I never thought about you and the bad name you would get. I thought of telling you about this, but I was afraid. Papa, I am not blaming you but as teenage girls we needed freedom but along with that we needed parental love also.. that’s something akka we missed and akka got into wrong track and I am too young to do any thing that akka is doing now. I am sorry papa, I don’t need phone.. I need your love.. I don’t want to chat in Instagram but I want to talk to you. I don’t like going out with boys like akka, I like being with you papa”




I became emotional and papa didn’t anticipate this, he knows I am sensitive unlike akka but he didn’t expect I would react like this. He took me in his lap and cuddling me and kissing my cheeks and caressing my body, he told “sorry Janoo.. it was my mistake too.. from now on I will be with you. I will make sure you don’t feel the need for a phone. In our time, we had phone only after our marriage, anyway I will come home early from now on and will be your friend..”


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I felt so happy with that. Uncle, frankly speaking no phone would give same happiness as a man gives and if that man is your father ? what else you want ? being a teenage girl, I would also have cravings for boys but that’s just momentary thought but being with your parents would give more happiness than any boy.



From that day onwards, my life took a sharp turn. By 4 PM, I was at home and papa would open the door for me and give me a warm hug and take out my sch ool bag from my shoulders and make me sit on the sofa and kneeling on the floor in front of me, he would remove my sch ool shoes and carefully take out my socks and would massage my ankles for a minute and then take me to my room and to my shock, he would unbuckle my shirt buttons and take out my sch ool uniform shirt.. the red and black checked shirt and seeing me in my small bra and the frock he would smile and kiss me on my cheeks.

Uncle, sorry for being so descriptive but I need to tell what exactly has happened.. that was a moment when papa treated me like a princess.. taking care of each and every thing so carefully. Since I was immersed in his love, I wouldn’t say no to whatever papa does. He would kneel on the ground and with his face so close to my thighs, he would unbutton my frock and as the frock collapses on the floor leaving me with just my bra and cute pantie I would close my eyes with my hands in shy as I can feel papa’s hot air breathing down from his nose so close to my pantie. I could feel the heat. He would get up and give me a towel and push me to bathroom



Uffff.. it was becoming very tough for me handle papa’s love. After I come out of bathroom wrapped in the towel, he would go behind my back and hug me holding my stomach and pulling me so close to his chest. I would go mad whenever he touches his lips on my neck. Uffff., that’s so much tickling and with my innocent face when I turn my head towards him and lifting my hand to wrap it around his neck, my freshly bathed armpit would be touching his mouth, I was not doing with purposefully but it happens in the flow and if papa had licked my armpit, godddd.. I would have removed my towel then and there but papa controlled himself and kissed my cheeks and said “ok baby.. wear this frock, I will make hot omelette for you”

I said ok in a disappointing voice, I wanted to be like that in papa’s hug for more time.

He went to kitchen and made double egg omelette for me. I am feeling so happy that omelette tasted so well. after that papa would pull me in his cuddle on sofa and would caress my body all over. Silence is the language we spoke. All these feelings are so new to me and in fact I cursed akka for missing this love and care from papa and she got addicted to our phone. I was being introduced to a new world.. where there is only love and passion.. no phone, no hatred, no quarrels, no tensions, no fights.  Papa is also looking so happy from that day onwards.

One day I came home as usual. That day mom left early saying she was not well. I rang the bell, no answer. I thought mom and papa must have gone out. I opened the door with my key. As I was going to my room, I heard some noise from parent’s room

I got anxious—wondering if they were 'doing it'—so I peeked through the gap in the door...



That was it... my mind went blank. Papa was sitting in a chair, leaning back, while mom was naked at his knees, trying to take his long cock into her mouth. It was the first time I’d ever seen papa’s cock; any cock for that matter.. it was over a foot long and incredibly thick, so mom was struggling with it. “Look how thick your cock is... it won't fit in my mouth. Yesterday, you forced it in and fucked my throat—do you have any idea how much that hurts?”, she said, playfully tapping his cock with her hand before affectionately kissing it... Mom is trying her absolute best to pull it into her mouth—licking and sucking on it.



Papa is leaning back, struggling to catch his breath; Mom is gripping his cock with her fist, moving it up and down, and licking it intermittently, playing with it as if it were a toy.

Feeling it wouldn't be right to stay there any longer, I went outside to play.

While playing outside, those images kept spinning in my mind; I returned home without even playing for half an hour.

The door to parent’s room was still closed—did it mean they were still at it? I felt anxious again and peeked through the gap in the door.

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Papa was standing, holding Mom's head firmly, and thrusting his thick cock into her throat; she was gagging and retching. My head was spinning; anyone seeing such a scene would feel pity for her, but from their words, it was clear she was getting fucked that way willingly.

"Hey Sheethal... you wanted this, didn't you? My cock... in your mouth... now take it," he said, arching his back and thrusting forcefully into her throat. She was gagging on that massive, long cock, yet she wasn't telling him to stop.

"Prathap ... fuck me just like that... fuck my mouth and throat... fuck me hard and cum quickly... it's almost time for the younger one to get back from sch ool... hurry up," Mom said; hearing this, I felt a mix of love and pity for her.

Unable to bear seeing mom like that, I went back downstairs.

I couldn't sleep for the next two days after that incident...

Next day when I came back from sch ool, papa received me at the door and I was shocked to see him in just boxers, normally he wears lungi and shirt but that day he was just wearing boxers and I couldn’t take off my eyes from his bulge.

As usual he took off my shoes, socks and massaged my ankles and then he started disrobing me in the hall itself and he left me in just my bra and panty.  Normally he would give me a towel and push me to bathroom, but today he just grabbed me and pulled me into his cuddle in the sofa itself. My sweat is making him horny as I could sense the bulge growing in size in his boxers and hitting my ass crack through my panty. He was simply feeling my body and caressing me and making me feel relaxed.

I was still not recovered from the shock I received few days back when he was pounding mom without mercy and the size of his manhood made me go mad, the same manhood now I am feeling through the layers of our cloths. After hugging me like that for a while I heard papa moaning in silence and making a small move and then went silent. I could feel some sticky juice touching my panty and then my pussy. I was shocked that papa came so hard.. in silence.. just the feel of two bodies itself made him come. Few days back he was pouncing mom for more than half hour , whereas now he erupted in silence in just 5 minutes.

He lifted me up and made me stand on the ground. As he got up I could see his boxers wet with his cum. As if nothing has happened, he walked me to my room and seeing some wet patched on my panty, papa thought those are my juices, not his juices and he smiled at me and gave me a towel and pushed me to  my bathroom

After finishing my bath, I came out, normally papa waits for me to come out and then hug me from back in my towel and stay there for a minute, but today I didn’t see him. Perhaps he didn’t get the same urge as he already came. After dressed, I came to hall, papa came from his room freshly bathed and in lungi and shirt

After couple of days..


I was asleep in my room... It was the middle of the night—rain, thunder, lightning...

 

Priya,  know I'm scared of thunder, right? That’s why Mom rushed into my room, picked me up, and carried me to hers. I was already half-awake by then. I realized Mom wasn't wearing a blouse; I noticed one of her breasts was exposed. Thinking I was asleep, she didn't bother to cover up and just carried me along. Even though akka was there next to me, I was always scared of thunderstorms

She laid me down next to her... papa was on the other side.


Just then, a loud clap of thunder rang out... Mom held me close to her bosom and rocked me gently.

 

As Mom's soft breasts brushed against my face, whatever sleepiness I had left vanished... but out of fear of the thunder, I pressed my face against her breasts and lay there.

Then, seeing her other breast exposed too, I felt a strange sensation... thinking about how she had sucked papa’s cock the other day, and now here she was, rocking me while holding me between her breasts.

Mom really is beautiful, isn't she? Without a blouse, her large breasts looked incredibly alluring. She hadn't put on a blouse because she thought I was asleep... which meant papa had been playing with her breasts just moments before. That explained the dampness and the scent between her breasts... At that scent... and that soft touch... my nipples  began to get hard without me even realizing it.

Whenever thunder rumbled, I used to sleep while hugging mom tightly... and she would put me to sleep by offering her nipple to my mouth. I didn't know why mom did that... but I would drift into a blissful sleep while sucking on her nipple—which was about half an inch thick. It felt so good sucking on it... and that sensation lulled me into a drowsy sleep.

After a while, I heard mom moaning... I opened my eyes and looked. Thinking I was asleep, papa was fucking Mom.



Seeing the joy on Mom's face and the smile in papa’s eyes at that moment made me realize something... We were born because papa fucked Mom with such love. Understanding the pleasure they shared to conceive us... I felt a mix of emotions: distress at seeing papa fucking her so hard, yet pleasure at the sensation his thick cock was providing. Mom was moaning in ecstasy, completely ignoring the fact that I was right there. Papa was drenched in sweat—he had a gym-toned body—and Mom bounced with every thrust he delivered.

I watched their lovemaking through half-open eyes.

A heat began to rise in my crotch... a tingling sensation in my pussy. I thought to myself, "When I grow up, I want my husband to fuck me like that."



Meanwhile, an exhausted Mom made papa lie down... then she rose up and sat on his erect cock, guiding it into her pussy...

She moved on top, setting her own pace... It feels surreal—seeing Mom and papa finding such pleasure together... it’s all like a dream, yet it’s reality.

For Mom to easily take a cock that thick and long, this position was perfect. Watching Mom’s buttocks and papa’s cock made a strange, intense sensation surge through my body; the heat from my crotch travelled right down to my own pussy. I didn't know what to do.

Mom kept riding papa like that for another fifteen minutes...



Just as papa was about to climax, Mom got off the bed and knelt in front of him. I didn't understand why she was doing that. Suddenly, thrusting forcefully, papa ejaculated—spurting thick fluid all over Mom's face. I was stunned. Mom eagerly licked the fluid off her face and into her mouth. "Ew... how can she eat that?" I wondered, but seeing the pleasure she was deriving from it, I thought, "If she likes it, it must actually be good."

A little later, Mom came and lay down next to me, hugging me and kissing my forehead. I didn't know why she did that then, but her touch cooled the heat rising in me. As I drifted toward sleep, I kissed Mom’s face. My lips unexpectedly touched that thick, wet fluid; as it got into my mouth, I found the taste slightly astringent, yet it gave me a strange, intoxicating rush.



That was it—I began kissing and licking Mom’s face all over, lapping up and savoring the traces of fluid left there. Mom smiled at my antics, lovingly placed her breast in my mouth, and rocked me gently. The taste of mom’s breast and papa’s semen soothed the heat and throbbing ache in my body; I drifted off to sleep while suckling at her breast.

Few days later, I came back from sch ool, I couldn’t find papa, I was disappointed. That day he came home late from work, meanwhile I was in my room doing my home work. After finishing my home work, I went to papa’s room to chat with him. I was shocked to see papa like that



Papa was on bed, he is pumping his long thick shaft so hard my heartbeat stopped seeing that. After seeing me, he didn’t stop and in fact asked me to come inside, I was in a trans looking at his thick dick and him playing with it. I just moved a bit and sat on the edge of the bed. Papa was looking at me and pumping himself very fast.. his strokes are increasing the pace. Akka was not in the house and mom must be in kitchen. I never saw papa doing this kind of strange things.

He was sweating hard and I can see his strong hand muscles poking out and his fully erect dick giving some work to his hands. With one hand he is working on his shaft and with other hand he is squeezing his dick balls.. after a heroic fight of another 10 minutes he made a big roar and released so much cum on his stomach and the sweat mixed with his cum was oozing down his stomach, its then he offered me a hug by stretching his arms

I completely was in trans and I got up and climbed on the bed and lied on his stomach. His cum-sweat was sticking to my transparent gown, and the particular smell of his fresh cum was making me go mad as its so haunting and new to me,  he kissed on my forehead and said “baby, mom got date today, that’s why I cant fuck her for four days, if she was sleeping next to me I would be doing all kinds of trash to her and she would be further irritated. Now that I came, I wont have any urge to poke her, we can peacefully sleep together.”

I understood his logic and nodded my head and kept quite. His limp dick is between my small boobs over my gown. He looked into my eyes and joked “baby.. you are becoming like akka now.. you are no longer a small girl, I can see your boobs getting their due attention. You are so cute my baby, I wouldn’t do the same mistake as I did to akka”.  Whenever akka topic comes papa becomes angry but that time he was soft. I asked him “papa, why are you so soft at akka now ?”

He hugged me tightly and kissing me on my cheeks, he said



“one day Sam at your age came to my room and she lied on me like this casually and started chatting with me about her sch ool issues. I could feel her not so small boobs and pencil sharp nipples through her gown and I felt it was inappropriate for me to look at her like that and I turned my head away, but Sam kept on climbing me making her boobs crush against my chest and trying to chat with me, I scolded her to mind her manners. That was a mistake from my side.. costly mistake. She felt bad and went to her room.



I thought may be I was little too harsh on her and her intentions may not be bad. As a grown up wise man my mind might have been polluted but her mind might be still pure. If she has got those big big boobs at that tender age, is it her mistake ? But anyway, since then she stopped coming to my room



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After a year, one day I went to her room and saw her in night dress



I was stunned to see her big boobs popping out of her transparent gown, I again turned my eyes off her. Seeing me come to her room after so long, Sam got up and came and hugged me saying thanks papa for coming to my room. As she hugged, again I can feel her big boobs crushing against my chest. I felt uncomfortable and went away in silence



I was wondering how girls grow big so fast, to my eyes she was still a small kid but her fully grown up body was telling me something else. If I cant play with my daughter just because she has grown up, then issue is with me, not her. Its not her fault that her boobs have grown big and its not her mistake to get that voluptuous body at such an young age. But I was not so broad minded at that time to accept her unbridled chubby happiness that she finds in my cuddle. I had rotten, corrupted mind to see her with pure parental love
As the distance between us was growing, she got attracted to outside world



She was influenced by her friends to use her attractive body to entice boys.. all in fun.. no bad intentions initially. She used to make seductive photos of her and post in her friends circles which used to go viral. How do I know all this ? my friend’s daughter told me later

This kind of cute, half exposing and seductive pics got her attention and soon she landed in Instagram and her fan base grew faster. By then she is completely out of my control.

I knew many girls have this habit of attracting fans with this type of seductive pics but soon things turned bad, one day I got a pic from my friend’s daughter



seeing that picture, my blood boiled. Sam in nude pic and that pic is making rounds in social media. My friend’s daughter cautioned me to have an eye on her as she is going too far in this game. I tried to argue with Sam, asked her to stop posting such pics. For some time, she was quite. Again she started posting such reels. It seems she used to come early from college and make those pics at home.

Janoo, whatever mistake I did with Sam, I wanted to not repeat the same with you.

Baby, that’s why I am so friendly with you and took away phone from you. If you want phone or papa, you will immediately say papa, I am happy for that. Sam wouldn’t say the same thing, that’s my worry”



I understood why akka started distancing herself from papa. I also understood the pain in papa’s eyes, he is repenting for his past mistakes

I kissed papa on his cheeks and said “papa, don’t worry. I am not like akka, fortunately you pulled me out of my possible addiction to phone and showed me what parental love would mean to the kids and I will never feel the need for phone as long as I have access to you.  Papa, from now on, after coming from sch ool, instead of cuddling on sofa, lets hug like this on bed. It really feels so good to me. Your sticky juices touching my soft small tits is making me tickle with happiness.”

Papa said ok and was feeling my round ass cheeks over my small gown. Meanwhile we heard mom shouting from kitchen asking us to come for dinner

I sadly got up from papa and went to kitchen to help mom set up the dining table, mom looked at my top and smiled back, I didn’t understand why, after a while I realized papa’s sticky cum marks are on my top. I couldn’t look into mom’s eyes and ran to my room in shy

That night when I was sleeping next to akka, around 11 PM, I heard someone entering our room. It was papa.. fully naked with his fully erect dick holding in his hands. I was shocked what he is going to do. I closed my eyes and acted sleeping. He came and sat next to me on the bed with his dick touching my face. His fully raged cock is spreading heatwave on my face and my body reacted to that heat and my pussy started itching. I could hear akka snoring. Papa sat there like that for a minute and then slowly pumping his dick with his hand

I could understand why papa was doing that, since mom was out of service for four days he needs to release his heat and he found his sex toy in me. He is pushing his dick head into my mouth and slowly pushing his hard thick dick.. I was struggling to hold his thick dick in my mouth and stull acting sleep I started chewing his meat. Papa got tickled by my tongue and my chewing and after a minute or so he made one big move and suddenly bursted in my deep throat chocking me. My mouth is full of his cum and for the first time I was tasting a man’s cum.. it tasted weird but nothing repulsive.

Papa took out his limp dick from my mouth with his cum still drooling over my chest, he bent down and kissed my forehead and went away.
That’s how he introduced his cum taste to me.

That day after returning from sch ool, we cuddled in the bed with papa’s dick hitting my stomach. I was in my bra and panty and I started sliding on papa’s dick and rubbing my cute tits on his cock. He looked into my eyes and pulled me up and attacked my lips.. he is kissing my lips so hard, biting my lower lip with his lips and inserting his hoy tongue inside my mouth and taking on my tongue. This was so erotic for me I also started responding well and took on papa.. I was fuming with my hot breaths on papa’s face and licking and kissing each and every inch.

After 5 minutes of erotic kissing session, papa looked into my eyes and said “baby, you are looking so cute day by day.. your innocent face and cute bubbly nature and above all your small yet attractive cute tits are making me go mad. I will never forget this beautiful experience.

Papa pulled my bra up to see my cute tits.. I was feeling shy to look into his eyes but soon papa was holding both my tits and thursting his cock between my tits.. I was feeling his heat and the way he is pinching my nipples while massaging his dick with my tits, I started releasing fluids down below. Papa was making moves and moaning and after few minutes he burst his thick cum right down his face as his long cock is almost touching his chin. As soon as I saw the thick hot cum of papa, I attacked his face and started licking his cum, the taste of which I started liking already. Papa understood that I was probably awake yesterday night when he came to our room and released his cum in my mouth

After a cleaned his face, he smiled and asked me “baby, do you like my cum ?”. I was shy to reply. We both went to shower and cleaned ourselves
From that day on wards I started wearing thin transparent night dresses that papa bought for me.



you can easily see my nipples piercing the top. Akka noticed the change in my behaviour and attire but she was in her own world. Why mom is silent on me ? papa told me to ignore mom as he has already convinced her on this.



if I bend down to pick up anything my pussy lips and ass crack were clearly visible from back and I used to feel proud for seducing papa in front of mom and akka.

I can see hard on in papa’a boxers and some times papa would pull out his cock to get some fresh air. All this made mom so horny and that I can see in the night the way she used to shout, moan loudly


soon my daily routine has changed



as soon as I come back from sch ool, I used to play with papa’s dick while rubbing my pussy.
Uncle, I must tell you this was the best phase of my life. Making papa happy and in the process I was also getting extreme happiness and pleasure

 

At night I used to go and sleep in parent’s room and papa used to fuck mom so hard for so long until mom begs him to stop at which point he would come to me, take my head in his arms and put my dick filled with mom’s juices in my mouth and within a minute he would melt in my mouth release huge cum  in my mouth and on my face which I used to lick and clean myself

  

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