Adultery Hot Family Secrets (Updated : Oct 28)

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After the webinar we headed to his residence, we booked our flight for next day night to give us time to roam around in Mumbai
By the time we reached their house it was 8 PM.

It was in suburbs, it’s a 2 bed room flat

I felt very happy after seeing him after a long time.

As we were in living room, a woman of 30 years came out, I was shocked to see such a young wife for me.

“Karthik bro, you got married late ?”

“why are you asking Suresh ?”

“bhabhiji is so young”




Karthik and that woman laughed. He introduced her as his elder daughter. I felt like an idiot

She took Priya inside

Karthik gave me towel and showed the bathroom to fresh up

I took bath and changed to my night dress, meanwhile Priya also got freshened up and came out with another girl of same age. Karthik introduced her as his younger daughter. I was surprised there is such a huge gap between the daughters. That young girl gave me hug and I smelled something wrong. Alcohol smell ? I could see wine bottle on the coffee table. Karthik was ready for the party

His elder daughter name is Pooja and younger one Maya



After our dinner, Pooja took the girls inside and she came out after a while. She sat with us, we chit chatted for a while and then Karthik told lets move to bed room. I thought Pooja will go to her room, but she also came with us to our room. She prepared the bed and took out three pillows. She dimmed the light and came and slept next to her dad, I was next to Karthik

After few minutes of silence, Karthik told me

“Suresh bro, I want to be frank with you”

I was curious.. why is he talking like this

“Karthik, go ahead, I also like frankness”

“bro, why did you bring your daughter to Mumbai ?”

I didn’t understand what is his problem

“to help me in the webinar”

“bro, please don’t expose her to the public. Its not safe and also remove her pics in your social media handle”



I was shocked..

“bro.. she can help you in all the back end work but don’t bring her to public, this world is not safe for girls”

“but I am with her.. she is not alone”

“true.. but things can go bad, let me tell you in detail. Maya used to come along with me on business trips. One day we needed to sign a contract with a big client. I and Maya went to his house since he called us to house instead of office. His face beamed after seeing the young girl.. I made her sit next to him. He was being friendly with her. I started the negotiations, the business deal was supposed to be tough but it went smooth.. he offered me drinks.. I was happy that things went so smooth.. I could guess the reason… he became soft after being with my doll.

I patted my back for taking her along.

I tried same trick few times and it worked every time

One client made a vulgar comment.. “bro, I will give more discount but on condition, you should bring her to me every month.” I slapped him and came out

Then I kept getting vulgar posts on my timeline.. I got bad jokes and some commented how I used my young daughter to voo customers.. I didn’t bother to give complaints.. I changed my phone number, renamed my company, restarted all over again… without any trace of her. It took a while to get back on our feet, but I felt happy and safe for her.

That’s why I wanted to share my piece of advice to you”

I was shocked.. silent for few minutes

“thanks a lot Karthik bro.. I didn’t think that much, but you are right. Today in the webinar I could see some guys touching her unnecessarily and I also started getting messages on how I am using her to promote my business. Even though I use my son also in promotions, no body cares about him, this world is dangerous for girls.. thanks once again bro, before any accident happened you cautioned me. I am so much thankful to you”

“thanks for taking the advice sportively bro… just a caution”

“true.. “

Again we were silent.

“Sorry Pooja for my comment on you… I mistook you as Karthik’s wife”



Pooja laughed, she switched on the main light and showed an album to me.. its all about Karthik and Pooja.. lot of pics..

“Uncle, if anyone sees the album, they will think we are wife and husbands. The bonding between us.. the chemistry and the love.. uncle, yes I am his wife.. acting wife.. living wife. A relation that we only know what it is and we don’t care about what others would think”

“frankly I also felt the same.. even before seeing the album..”

“Suresh bro.. its not your fault. We haven’t met after we left our college… little bit about myself. I got married to my first wife, gave birth to Pooja.. after few years my wife died in an accident. After a year I married again and gave birth to Maya. Even she died soon.. I was frustrated.. I got Pooja married to a businessman. After an year her husband also died..

Pooja went to depression, I asked her to stay with me and forget about marriage for some time and focus on career. Meanwhile Maya is also growing up. I am not a fool to marry third time, I decided to spend my time with my daughters and make them successful in life. First task is to make Pooja come out of her depression. I tried many things, no thing worked. One day out of frustration I took drinks at home.

I was sleeping in my room… unconscious.. without switching off lights.. apparently I was naked with my lungi gave way .. in the middle of the night Pooja came to my room as it started raining heavily outside.. she saw me naked.. she covered me with my lungi. Next day she warned me not to drink again and told what she has seen. I looked like an idiot.

After few days, I did the same trick.. lights on.. lungi off… this time I didn’t drink

Pooja saw me covered and scolded me next day

I repeated the same after a week, this time she slapped me

But I didn’t stop.. continued same trick

She became soft and asked me “Papa.. no hide and seek.. tell me what you want”

I told her “Pooja… you don’t have husband, I don’t have wife.. let’s live together”



She slapped me again

But she was coming out of her depression as she started worrying about me instead of her

I was repeating same thing

Then she told “Papa.. we have a young girl in the house, we will look bad in front of her”

This is a much better thinking from her

“Pooja.. we will not tell her we are like wife and husbands.. we will do things quietly. This way you will also become normal and can go back to work”

She thought about it a lot and finally agreed



After making Maya sleep, she would come to my room and we will be happy enjoying each other.. bro, after losing two wives, I lost trust on marriage system. Pooja knows what I want, she has seen me since childhood and who else would take care of me than her and if I get into a relationship with another woman, both my daughters would be in trouble. For pooja also after losing her husband, its tough to get a husband immediately, she can focus on career for a while and then look for a relationship



So its working well for her.. only thing is we needed to be careful in front of Maya.

Pooja beti, why don’t you continue from here..”

Karthik stopped and Pooja took over

“Uncle we lived like a true wife and husband and I used to even call him honey and my little sister didn’t get any doubt as she knows I lost my husband and was in depression and then papa helped me. Nowadays she is seeing dad and daughter kissing good night on lips.. in social media all sorts of reels are being posted, so she didn’t really bothered



I got a job and life was going on well. I met a guy and liked him but my past flashed in my mind , I decided to be really careful before chosing a right man as he should be good with my sister also. Her life is also at stake and ofcourse my papa is more important than any one else..

I went on a business trip for 3 months and when I came back , papa was looking like a patient. He was dull without me.. sex is not so much important than a warm hug and tight kiss and may be some foreplay. He missed all that and I started thinking again

I decided on a plan which I didn’t want to tell papa initially. Because if two minds work on a plan, a different plan will come out. I don’t want that to happen, after a while anyway I have to tell him

One day, I came home from work, papa’s job was work from home.. investment advisory services. Few times he has to travel.. that too locally only..in Mumbai

We all three were watching TV.. I took the TV remote and lowered the volume.. Maya was wearing a thin sleeveless top as she likes to wear light weight cloths.. papa was on chair and we sisters were on sofa.. I cupped Maya’s tits and told papa “Papa.. look at our Maya, how big she has grown to already”. They both were shocked.. more so papa.. he is in a fix, doesn’t know what to talk..

“Maya, take it as a compliment.. you are really looking so cute in this top”, I was slightly pressing her tits.. we were sisters but never touched each others private parts like this. He is feeling shy and looking down. I looked at papa and told him again “Papa, what you say.. she has nice tits right”

Papa was unable to speak anything ..  I caressed her thighs on her gown.. she felt happy

“Papa, you need to compliment her or else she will feel bad papa”

He could gather some courage and replied “hahah.. true.. baby, you are looking so cute”

“thanks papa.. “, Maya murmered ..

“ok papa, we are going inside, you can close the house”

That night when I went to papa’s room in the middle of the night I revealed him my entire plan, I had to tell or else the whole thing will collapse, I need his support.. he told no initially.. I took my phone and shown him my gallery.. some of Maya pics..
“Papa, look at your younger daughter.. how cute she is and how can you let go off such a good looking, innocent girl who loves her papa so much. Papa, its not about my life or your life.. its about her life.. you lost you wives twice, I lost my husband once.. she should be careful in her life.. think about it papa”

After two days papa agreed

Papa, now you narrate what happened after that”

Karthik took over



“Suresh bro, the reason why we are explaining in such great details is you also have a daughter of same age as Maya and I want you to know what happened in our life and may be it would help you. Else you can just listen and forget.

Any way, I saw the reason in Pooja’s thinking, I felt very bad when I missed Pooja for 3 months and also she should have a life on her own, not just depend on me for ever.. so decided to go on the path Pooja suggested..

Next day after dinner..


I sat next to Maya and took her in my lap and hugged her from back and said “Maya baby you are looking so cute and I am sorry I missed noticing you as I am busy with didi’s life, now that her life is settled, I will focus on you.. you really have grown bigger than I thought and your innocence and these nice pair of tits.... baby, you already possess a beautiful body and you are modern, bold and wear this kind of dresses to display your beauty… Maya, let me touch and feel how good they are”, I put my hand inside her thin top and felt her soft handful tits.. ufff I felt so happy…so is my Maya baby as she moaned slightly and turned back and looking at me erotically and lifting her arm to hold my head… 



her smooth baby armpits smell has hit my nostrils and her soft loose hair freshly shampooed made me shiver.. I have a feel for girls body smell..that too natural smell.. I kissed her on her shoulders and pinching her nipples softly told her in a husky voice “baby….you are so good already.. uffff.. you are so so cute and I cant wait to see you more… Pooja, look at your baby sister, how big she has grown to…uffff…those nice tits and she never hesitated to show her nice pair of boobs to his loving papa.. I only ignored her but she is such a good girl always willing to remind me she is not a kid anymore….Maya baby…sorry baby for not noticing your beauty

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Suresh Bro, when my elder daughter Pooja started sleeping on my bed, I already lost my wives twice and she lost her husband, by then she was in her late twenties, I missed her during her younger days as my focus on my wife, my life. When I got her married off I felt very happy as a dutybound father I discharged my duty, but when she lost her husband and came to our house again in depressed state, my goal was to make her feel at home, only after few years I understood she needs a man in her life.

Now coming to my little angel Maya, I didn’t want to miss that chance and really wanted to guide her in her much younger days or else an young girl without mom could go in different path and more over I had my own selfish reasons as I cant depend on my elder daughter for too longs, as she is pursuing her own life and those 3 months when she was travelling, I felt very bad for myself. Pooja after making her little sister sleep would come to my room to be with me. I was missing her company and my mind was not on Maya at that time.

Now that I and Pooja had charted out a plan, I shouldn’t do any mistake. So I started spending more time with Maya. I was receiving her at the door when she comes back from sch ool and would carry her in my arms to her bed room and make her sit on the bed and would sit on the floor in front of her and took her feet on my lap and took off her boots and then rolled down her socks… her eyes were moist, she never had received this much love and attention from me as I was mostly busy with my elder sister

I caressed her ankles, feet and calves and told her “Maya baby, you deserve this parental love, mom died when you are a toddler. You missed lot of parental care.. baby as you were growing up, my focus was on Pooja didi… now that she is somewhat settled in her life, going to work, I decided to spend more time with you… if I do something crazy or you feel odd, just treat it like a parental love.. Maya baby, you are such a sweetheart you never gave me aby trouble.”

That was my genuine praise on her and she understood that.. after caressing her legs for some more time, I asked her to stand up and went behind her and feeling her sweat on her neck , kissed her lightly and took off her shirt buttons, I could feel the heaviness in her breath, I took off her shirt, she was in her vest, I came before her and looked into her eyes and smiled. She was feeling shy. I unbuckled her skirt and it fell in a heap.. exposing her pink panty and black vest. I really felt she is now ready for a better life.. like some girls of her age are already enjoying..

“baby.. go and take bath, I will make omlet for you”, she was little bit disappointed, perhaps I didn’t proceed further ?

She took towel and went to bathroom, I went to kitchen and made her favorite omelette

When I came to her room, she just came from bathroom , freshly bathed, wrapped in her white towel. She is looking like an angel to me already. I placed the omelette plate on bed and went behind her and smelled her freshly bathed body.. It was so mesmerizing I removed her towel and wrapped it around her waist.. exposing her cute tits… she was surprised.. but didn’t object.



I was staring at her cute young boobs which are so attractive and whatever I saw so far are those of married women. Maya was killing me with her innocent, cute looks. I took her to the bed and made her sit in my lap with her chest facing my chest. The touch was electric , she was shy. I took a piece of omelette and fed her. She is feeding me her cute handful tits while I was feeding her favorite omelette.  Slowly.. piece by piece. After ommlete is over, I asked her if she is comfortable like that.. she was silent.. shy girls wont speak much.

I hugged her warmly and kissed her on forehead and said “baby, you removed all my tensions after a series of hectic client meetings and a tough day. Maya, you are so good and you always be like this with papa”. She nodded her head. Meanwhile someone rang the door bell. She got up and wore her dress, I went out and answered the door. It was a food delivery boy, I forgot I ordered her a desert she likes a lot

Next day, I completely forgot about her as I was busy with meetings. Since I am doing business related to stock markets, I work from home. After my last meeting, I lied on my bed and went in deep thoughts about the client discussions. I forgot about Maya.. I just closed my eyes to relax a bit as my work is mostly with laptops and monitors watching the charts.. after few minutes I felt a very good smell and I opened my eyes.. I was shocked, next to me was my angel.. Maya.. topless.. freshly bathed and lieing next to me.



I really felt very happy for her and said thanks.. looking into my eyes she said “papa, when I came you are looking tired and sleeping. I know what to do to make you happy, that’s why I took fresh bath and came like this..”.

I was in my tears.. rolled onto her, kissed her cheeks and crushing her tiny boobs with my chest, I just replied “Maya, I missed all these cute moments with you.. from now on we will be happy together”

She wiped my tears and kissed me on cheeks and said “papa.. didi always used to praise you a lot.. I didn’t understand why… you are such a nice dad.. I love you papa”. Now she is in her tears. I rolled onto my back and pulled her on my chest and wiped her tears.. we lied like that for a while. Then someone rank the bell.. who is it ? I didn’t order any food.. I went and answered the door. It was my neighbour lady. She gave me some prasadam as they did some pooja.

I came inside , by then Maya wore her dress and was doing her homework, I didn’t want to disturb her

That night.. as usual Pooja came to my room. Since I started moving closely with Maya, my lund became restless. Which Pooja also noticed as I was fucking her much more violently now.. so as usual I was in my peak mood and banging her without any mercy, she was screaming so much it would be foolish to think Maya sleeping in other room wouldn’t know.. after a minute or so, I was Maya at the door.

I got up..naked.. with my lund fully erected and wet with Pooja pussy juices, I switched on main light.. Pooja also didn’t make any attempt to cover herself. I went near my little angel.. she was staring at my 10 inch long 3 inch wide cock.. I took her up in my arms and walked to the bed and sat on the bed, making her sleep with her head on my crotch.. I was caressing her head as my lund was dancing on her face… she was not angry. She was shocked though

I told her “Maya baby, I wanted to tell you this.. after losing her husband, she went into depression and I didn’t know any other way except make her feel that she got her husband back.. yes, she thought I am her husband and I couldn’t say no and even I lost two wives and I knew I missed my moments during my prime age. So we decided to live together like wife and husband.. she started feeling better and I was also happy seeing my both daughters happy. That’s why she would come to my room every night after you sleep. Did you find anything wrong baby ?”

She was too much overwhelmed by the situation, she kept mum , while my lund was touching her tender lips, I was caressing her hair and pulled her up in my lap and making her sit directly on my stiff rod feeling her panty.  I whispered in her ears “Maya baby, don’t you want to show your cute little tits that you have and proudly showing to your loving papa”.  Maya’s face became red.. in shy.. I took courage and took off her top which was easy to remove.. she is topless now and my lund is uncontrollable , looking at her cute boobs , I moved over to Pooja and spread her legs apart and inserted my stiff rod in her deep pussy hole

As my little angel was staring at us, I was fucking my elder one without any mercy and she is also matching me stroke for stroke.. we were moaning and screaming.. our bodies were fully wet with sweat and I was looking at Maya’s inviting tits and drilling my elder ones pussy.. since I already fucked her for 10 minutes before Maya came, I was now reaching the climax.. I was slapping Pooja’s tits and pinching her nipples hard.. after another wild sex, I pulled my cock from her pussy and quickly moved towards my little angel and sprayed my thick hot cum on her cute tits which she didn’t expect and I was in heaven as I was releasing my cum on her tits

Maya was shocked and before she could realize whats happening, I pushed her down and attacked her tits, I was licking my cum and her tits and was cleaning her chest…as I was licking and circling her hard nipples, Maya started moaning slowly… I was all over her.. kissing her chest, licking my own cum and then kissing her lips with my lips and stains of my cum going into her mouth.. we were passionately kissing each other and she is also responding with her legs wrapped around me and hugging me tightly… I understood she reached a stage where she needs to experience better things in her life

After couple of minutes of wild kisses and exchange of juices in our mouths, I stood up with my lund half erect already.. I looked at Pooja, she understood I am ready for second round.. she crawled near to me and took my lund and started kissing it. Maya was looking at her didi with jelous looks.. soon Pooja made me stand up.. this time I lied on my back and she sat on my lund.. she fucked me for 10 minutes with her bouncing boobs as added attraction.

Maya was happy for us.. I pulled her near to me and started sucking her tits.. she was feeling her didi’s bouncing boobs.. after a while I was about to cum and I pushed her away, got up and this time went near Maya’s face and painted her face..



she seems to like my cum as some of it went inside her mouth and with her tongue she was licking my hot cum… I also joined her in cleaning her face along with Pooja.. all three us had wild kissing session

That was turning point of our life

From that day onwards we all three were sleeping on same bed.

I used to received Maya from sch ool and remove her shoes, socks, frock and eat her panty.. she was always horny as I can feel her pussy juices on her panty.. after eating her panty, I would ask her to take fresh bath and meanwhile I prepare omlet for her.

After taking fresh bath, earlier she was not wearing the top but now she stopped wearing any thing.. I would allow her to eat omlet while I eat her fresh pussy… she used to feel so happy

Night we sleep together.. I fuck Pooja and release in Maya’s mouth.. and again in the morning while making her ready for sch ool, I used to play with her.

Slowly I wanted to detach from Pooja as per plan. So Pooja used to sleep another room while I used to sleep with Maya and we used to kiss, hug and suck as we like.. by now she started sucking my lund.. we were happy. Pooja was pursuing her career and relationships. She found a suitable man in her office, so she started coming late from work. I was happy for her

 

Since I was not fucking Pooja, I was missing the hardcore sex.. all I do with Maya is foreplay only. I couldn’t gather enough courage to fuck my little angel and sadly Pooja left that decision to me only. Maya also never pushed me for sex.

But my lund needs a penetration. Its then Pooja had to go on tour on office work.

I was restless.. I was enjoying the cuddling and foreplay part but needed more than that.. one day Maya’s friend Divya came to our house. 



I knew her since her childhood and we were family friends also.. she is slightly bulky with bigger boobs.. she liked me a lot and as soon as she came from sch ook along with Maya, she climbed on me and settled in my lap with her big boobs poping out of her sch ool dress.. her shirt was unable to hide her fully blossomed boobs and on top of that she removed top two buttons.. I looked at boobs and told her “Divya, is your papa taking care of these jugs ?”, I decided to be bold that day

Maya was shocked .. But Divya feeling shy replied with her head down “uncle, initially when my papa was cuddling me I didn’t notice him well… but soon found him staring at my boobs and I used to feel proud and slowly he used to cuddle and hug and press my boobs over my top.. he would do that once when I comeback from sch ool and one more time while watching TV.. ofcourse mom would me having an eye on us. Uncle what about you ? don’t you play with Maya’s tits ? they are also getting bigger now..”

Maya was stunned.. Divya is always a bold girl..

I took Maya into my lap and kissing her on cheeks told Divya “Divya, just recently only we started this”

Divya removed her sch ool shirt completely and took off her bra also.. yes, she needed a bra.. vest is not enough.. her massive jugs were swinging as she is moving on my lap.. I couldn’t control and attacked her boobs and started sucking her hard, she was moaning, pulling my head hard against her chest and moaning.. Maya was just looking at us.. after couple of minutes of licking and sucking her more than handful boobs, I asked her “how could your papa control himself seeing at these massive boobs”

She got up, wore her bra and shirt and replied “uncle it was tough for him. But I try to keep him happy by flashing my tits at him when mom was not seeing.. or sometimes I pretend papa was not in the living room and come out without wearing my top asking mom “mom where did you keep my top” and then suddenly pretending realizing my mistake I used to go to my room.. papa used to feel very happy with such cute, bold acts of mine

Uncle, one day night papa came to my room when I was sleeping, he would pull my top up and release his cum and go away.. next day morning I used to feel the wetness and sticky smell on my boobs.. I understood this must be him.. next day when he came I was already without my top.. he smiled and released his cum on my boobs and went.. later on he told, he used to fuck mom and since he would take a lot of time, mom used to get tired and sleep half way through making papa restless.. then he got this idea and he would fuck mom, whack himself and come to my room to release on my tits

This went on for a while, then he used to press my pussy.. kiss my pussy.. release his cum on my pussy after fucking mom.. as things are getting hotter.. he would fuck mom for 10 min and when she dozes off would come to my room and fuck me for 5 minutes and release on my tits.. uncle, initially I was scared something will happen but when my own papa was doing why should I get scared.. slowly papa and I enjoyed fucking each other.. so much so, while watching TV, I would sit on his dick while mom was in kitchen… I used to move up and down on his dick and papa was smart , he used to keep a blanket there just in case mom comes out suddenly he would pull the blanket on us giving me time to adjust my dress..

Uncle, I told Maya about all these things, I wish she also get this kind of pleasure from you uncle.. since she missed her mom, you need to take care of her well”




Whatever the big boobed Divya told us made my little angel go mad on me .. for not being bold enough to fuck her

Divya left but her story was eating my brain.. she told me how I should be like his dad to take care of his daughter.

I was happy enough with the foreplays, but Maya wanted more.  Pooja was travelling, there is nobody to consult for advice. The reason why I stayed away from fuck is she is not ready yet for the grind and also too much of this can spoil her studies. Slowly the gap between us was widening.. she started withdrawing from me, being aloof and sad. I saw Pooja like this after she lost her husband

After a month Pooja came back from tour. She was change in her younger sister.

She asked me what has happened. I told everything to her and asked for advice. She just told its up to me as I would be knowing better than her

This has happened a week back and I am still thinking what to do

Karthik completed his narration and asked me for advice

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I told him “Karthik, even though you explained me with lot of details, I wouldn’t know everything that has happened in your life. But one thing I will tell you is I am also not convinced why you suddenly withdrew from Maya… after all its you who provoked her but went silent when it came to having sex with her. Also she is surrounded by horny girls like Divya, I would say you start fucking her ass first, yes..that would be a good starting point.. nothing to worry about safety.. she will also be happy.

Regarding Pooja, I would say let her leave the house, stay independently , seek her relationships and meet you once a while. She needs to have her own life. Similarly Maya should come out of your shadow, admit her in hostel and let her focus on studies and come home once a month”

Pooja also liked my idea and told Karthik the same

Karthik liked my ideas. I was happy for us
Pooja switched off the lights.. I went to sleep but I can here the moans of Pooja as Karthik is fucking her unmindful of my presence. I was happy for Karthik to have two beautiful angels

Next day morning when I woke up, I found Pooja sleeping naked and Karthik in bathroom. I closed my eyes for some more time

After a while, Pooja woke me up with a hot coffee, this time she is fully dressed.

Maya, Priya also came to our room. Maya seems to be happy in the presence of my daughter Priya

After lunch, we took leave, went to hotel and took rest for a while, since our flight was at night



Priya told me about her conversation with Maya. Apparently Maya felt relieved that Priya is still a virgin and inspite of her closeness with her papa. Not every girl is like Divya.

We left Delhi

I still remember Karthik’s advice on keeping the kids away from limelight especially on promotions on social media. I told the same to my kids and they accepted. They removed their pics on all the platforms and all promotions were going from my account only

Our business was growing faster than we expected. I don’t need to spend much time on research, I just need to focus on scaling up the accounts. With Karthik’s help I got more funding.

As things are going in a routine way, my younger sister Komali came from village along with her daughter Vimala who is very shy and a typical village girl.

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After seeing Komali and her angel, I felt very happy. I haven’t seen them for a while and especially Vimala has changed a lot. I took her up on my arms and kissed her cheeks and asked Komali “how is bava (brother in law)”

Komali hugged me and started crying.. I knew she has issues with her husband, but didn’t know the latest updates. Seeing her mom cry, even Vimala started crying. I felt very bad for them. I was consoling them both and brought Vimala down and asked Priya to take her inside. Komali told all the issues about her life. Her husband has become addicted to women and drinking like most villagers. I scolded him few times in the past, but he wouldn’t listen

I started thinking about her, how to solve her issues. Since my wife Poonam went on a trip with her friends, my sister Komali cooked for us. I love my sister a lot and we used to play and teaze each other when we were kids.. but after marriage we were on our own paths.. now seeing her after a while I was happy but after hearing her issues, my happiness disappeared .. how to solve her issues ?

I got an idea, don’t know how she will take it. She came all the way from her village to Delhi to seek my advice, so I have hope she might accept. But because of long gap, my closeness with her has vanished to some extent especially on these matters. But that’s the only idea I got and I decided to tell her nevertheless… after lunch I took her to balcony and told her about my plan. She was silent, I though she would be angry on me.. she replied..bhayya, I need some time to take a call on this.



In the evening she told she is fine with the idea. I was happy. I knew such plans wont fail

Next day , around 3 PM, three of us (myself, Komali, Vimala) are watching TV, chatting about whats happening in the village

Its time for my angels to come home from sch ool



Soon door bell rang, we have a secret code, the number of times the bell rings and the intensity tells me its my angels

I opened the door and in came Priya and Rahul

As soon as the door is closed, I hugged my daughter Priya and gave her a warm kiss on her lips which she made it into an aggressive lip lock, I could see Komali, Vimala sitting on the sofa are watching us, but since its part of our plan, my sister understood it but my niece Vimala is looking stunned.. I knew she would be initially shocked but later will realize what she is missing

At the door itself, I pushed my angel down to the floor



soon we both were naked and I was drilling her wet pussy from back and my son Rahul also removed his clothes and pulled out his pencil and started whacking it. I was looking at Vimala from corner of my eyes and found her mom was trying to calm her nerves down. I am going hard at Priya whom I haven’t fucked for a while due to the market volatility and my pre-occupation with the client meetings..



the way I am now puling her hair back and pushing my long thick dick in her deep pussy, she is screaming a lot.. “papa…fuckkkk me hard….uffffff… more….deeper…I knew you will fuck me….thats why I didn’t wear panty also to sch ool…ahhhh…paahhhh …paaahhh…. Don’t show…any mercy…fuckkkk mee…. Show attha (aunty) how much you love me…uffff..gaaudddd… Rahul bro…let me help you….uffff..so hot bro…. in the sch ool ground, I saw…my friend sucking your pencil…ummm… bro, nowadays many girls are after you… ummmmm..fuckkkk… ahhhhhh.. I am…cummminggggg…papaaaahhhh.. don’t stoppppp….faster…deeper…ahhhh….i am…cummmming…cimmming…ahhh…something is happening to me..my gooodddd… what a feeling….ahhhhh…cummmming…cummm….i cammee….hahhh…. cameeee”

Priya collapsed.. no movement.. she got so much happiness she collapsed due to extreme bliss.. I took her on my arms and put her sofa…next to Vimala who was staring at my thick lund… I just smiled at her and inserted my thick lund in her ass hole now and started moving fast even though Priya was unconscious …but after receiving some hard thrusts in her ass, she gave a jerk and opened her eyes… her innocent face with smile told the whole story… how much she liked this.. I was not slowing down while Rahul put his lund in her mouth

Priya was happy with what she is getting. Perhaps a hint to the village girl Vimala ?

After couple of more minutes, I also reached climax and I was slapping her ass cheeks hard and along with my son was very harsh on her body which became red with our constant slaps.. dripped in sweat .. I decided to release on her face and I winked at my son and we both released huge cum on the innocent face of my angel Priya.. she liked it that way.. licking and drinking our cum

I sat next to Vimala on sofa with my lund glistering with my angel’s pussy juices and took my niece on my lap.. she was bewildered, but my sister gave her assurance with her eyes.. my heartbeat is yet to come to normal levels.. I hugged my niece from back and caressing her thighs over her village style long skirt, I whispered in her ears “Vimmu, are you scared of this mama.. don’t worry baby.. I am not like your father.. I wont slap you.. Vimmu, I like my daughter so much that I do these things with her… I am not like your father.. I don’t drink alcohol, I don’t fuck other women, I don’t beat my wife and kids.. Vimmu, all I do is show my love to my kids.. they like it this way. I am not saying this is the only way to show my love but found Priya liked it like this only… Vimmu, you are such a nice girl, you have a responsibility to make your mother happy… only way she can be happy is when her husband stops all his bad habits, its all in your hands now Vimmu, you are an intelligent girl, you can think and understand how to make your father happy.. simply tell him you will give whatever he needs if he stops all his bad habits and as a start, go to his bed after he comes home intoxicated, simply pull out his lund and kiss it and suck it.. he will come out of his intoxication and realize what you are doing and any man with his lund in a woman’s mouth will lose all logic.. he will start enjoying it.. and slowly would want more of it. Then you tell him you will do this only when he stops drinking.. he will change for sure..once he is habituated to your love, he will stay away from other women.. Your mother also will tell him she wont mind whatever you both are doing as long as he quits his bad habits. Vimmu, think of it..”

Vimmu simply nodded her head.. I asked Priya to take her inside.. Vimmu looked back and asked me “mama, can I stay like this for some more time?”. My lund saluted her. Komali felt happy that change is coming in her daughter. I pulled Komali also near to me and caressing her boobs over her sari told Vimmu “Baby.. I promised your mother that I will come and fuck her once her issues are resolved. Now its all in your hands.. Vimmu, you don’t know how close we were as siblings at your age.. Your mother used to pull down my shorts and heckle at my pencil.. I also used to press her boobs .. she wouldn’t mind all that.. one day my friend told me something… I gathered courage and went to Vimmu room, our parents were not at home.. I was already horny.. I climbed on her bed and kneeled in front of her and lifted her skirts up and in a swift move I bent forward and inserted my pencil in her cute pussy.. I was shocked as I felt her pussy to be so hot and tight. My sister woke up in shock but I closed her lips with mine and pushed my sharp pencil deep in her pussy hole.. she is not resisting and in fact enjoying, I felt very happy but that joy was short lived as I came hard inside her pussy

We both were in shock now as I did the mistake of releasing my cum in her pussy. As I pulled out my pencil, I saw her cute pussy drenched in some blood… I was shivering.. I went back to my room… I didn’t get courage to even show my face to my sister.. after a day or two she told me she didn’t get much pain and its common to get blood on first intercourse.. I was relieved but again worried about her possible pregnancy… we were both tense until she got her periods . after that we didn’t dare to do such things again.. but we used to just kiss, press and stroke.. that’s all..

Then I moved to delhi for higher studies and we lost the touch… after our marriages we hardly met and we knew it was not a serious fun… whenever we talk about that incident on phone, we used to laugh a lot



only once I met her after marriage, when she called us for your birthday. I somehow took her out and fucked her hard.. the pussy I fucked for the first time and this one… huge difference… but we both enjoyed a lot

Vimmu, you saw how Priya, a girl of your age , enjoyed with me. You heard how and when I fucked your mother… baby, these things are common now a days, your family future is in your hand.. once your father is a changed man you will realize what a great help you offered to your mother.”

Vimmu got up on my lap and sat facing me with my stiff rod hitting her crotch as she held my waist with her legs tightly.. I kissed her on cheeks and told my sister “Komali, you have an angel, all your issues will be gone. When everything is alright, I will come to your house and fuck you in front of your angel.. she will see the actual happiness in your face
Komali leaned on my shoulder and tried to kiss me on my lips.. I just gave her a light kiss on her lips and told her “Komali, pardon me.. lets wait until your issues are resolved.. if you want you can please my son.. that boy is missing her mom already”. Komali felt very happy. I gave a light kiss on Vimmu lips and lifted her up and put her next to me and I started squeezing my fully erect lund and soon it spurted huge load of com on my thighs




I smiled at Vimmu and asked her to go inside .. Komali leaned on my crotch and cleaned my cum.. she likes my juices a lot. After a while I also got up and wore my dress.

That night I asked Rahul to sleep with attha.. he was very happy



Next day morning when Priya was getting ready to go sch ool, I entered her room. Komali was in kitchen, Vimala on the bed talking to Priya.
I pulled Priya on to her study table and made her bend and lifted her sch ool skirt and pulled down her panty and pushed my fully erect lund in her freshly bathed pussy.. I like fucking her in the angle everyday morning…it will be a fast and furious fuck as she would be getting late for her sch ool bus. Vimala was staring at us and I knew whats going in her mind.. wish she had similar moments with her father

As I was not getting release, I shouted for Rahul who was also getting ready in his room, he came and asked him to help me. Rahul kneeled and positioned his head so that he has access to his sweet sister’s pussy and my hot lund… as he is licking her pussy and my dick base, I got my erection back and went in full blast and banged the hell out of her pussy.. and finally I came in huge spurts.. on her ass , skirt and on some my boy’s face.. he licked my cum off. I pulled up Priya’s panty without cleaning my cum… she likes to have that feel and sometimes would take her friends to bathroom and show her skirt and panty stuck with my cum marks… those honey girls would lick for skirt and panty and chew my dry cum

Vimala was in trans looking at me and my retreating lund glistening with my angels pussy juices. I almost felt like pushing my dick in her mouth but restrained myself and took her up in my arms and went naked to kitchen.. my sister looking at me naked and dick full of pussy juices and holding her daughter in my arms told Vimala, “baby, go and wash mama.. it will be a kind of practice to you”

I was shocked my sister is in a hurry to prepare her angel for upcoming tasks.. Vimmu looked into my eyes in shy, I gave her a kiss on lips and hugged her and asked her “Vimmu.. you want to wash my lund.. Priya already left to sch ool and mother is busy in kitchen”

She nodded her head in shy. I took her like that to bathroom and got her down.. she filled the bucket with warm water and she took some water in mug and poured on my lund.. I was waiting in excitement what she will do.. as I am getting horny, the way she bent to clean my lund, I can see her hanging big boobs.. she has bigger boobs than Divya.. she is holding my lund in both hands and washing it with soap.. the way she is rubbing my lund with both hands and even stroking it and pulling my foreskin from mu dick head and cleaning there I felt I was in heaven.. she is holding my hanging balls and squeezed them and smiled at me, lifting her head up,.. naughty girl..

She took her own time to completely wash my lund.. and the way she is playing with my lund, I couldn’t hold on anymore and suddenly shivered and spurted my hot cum… direct on her face as she was bending and rubbing my lund… she was angry.. she squeezed my lund in anger and it spurted again some more on her lips this time… this time she stood up and with crying face, she went out and walked to kitchen and complained to her mother.. showing her cute face painted with my cum… I thought it was so cute the way she complained to her mother like a kid with crying face.
Komali took her daughter’s face in her hands and started licking my cum off her face, I remembered how much Komali likes to taste, swallow my juices. She completely cleaned and drank my juices off her face and told me “bhayya.. go and wash her face.. you need to return her gift”

Vimmu crying more hugged her mom and told “no mom.. mama will again teaze me..”

I caressed her head and said “Vimmu.. don’t worry.. take care.. I am going out for a whie.. feel free baby”

I got ready and went out to give Vimmu some private time

Around 3 PM , same scene.. when Priya came back. By now Vimmu got ready to change her father

That night they left to village… while leaving, Vimmu hugged me, kissed me on lips and told me “mama..you gave me enough confidence to face ny situation, I am now fully prepared to offer myself to father and bring change in him.. if everything is fine, I will call you.. you should come to our house and fuck your sister and me also… yes mama, you should fuck me like your daughter.. that’s the only way I can give return gift to you”



I felt very happy for her and i wish the little girl can take my massive cock in her tight pussy

After they left we are back to our life.. one thing is Vimmu brought out fire in me and made me fuck my angel hard.. Priya also felt happy.. once in a while we need a spark like this

After a month, I got a call from my sister Komali.. her husband is now a completely transformed man.. thanks to Vimala and thanks to my idea

I felt very happy for them

Suresh completed his narration

Madhu and Priya clapped in appreciation, what a wild imagination.. When Madhu asked Suresh if he had an opportunity to live his life again , how different would it be… Suresh narrated it very well and his daughter Priya hugged her papa and thanked him for his imagination

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In the next room Poonam asked her friend Malavika “Mala.. I know how tough it would have been without your husband for half of the month, would ever thought of another man ?”



Malavika thought for a while and replied “Poonam, it would be a lie if I say no.. thoughts of another man ? no.. but did I not smell another man ? no.. Poonam, the desire to be with a man that loves you so much is much more than the idea of cheating that very man to seek your own pleasures.. this is more so for my daughter who was missing her loving papa.. anyway I will tell you an incident where we found a similar love in another man.. yes, the very man how gave life to our man.. I will tell in detail to you… “

Both Poonam and Sameer are ready to hear the story..

Narayana.. father of my husband lives in a small town in south india doing business in north india. My father in law lost his wife right after our marriage and we then relocated to Delhi on job leaving my father in law in his small town.. I have lot of respect for him and calls him as babuji as a loving father. He also has a daughter who lives in same town.. there were some property disputes in the family in the past

One day around 2 PM, I was taking shower and heard the door bell.. who would it be ? its not time for Manju to come from sch ool yet.. I hurriedly wrapped my sari around and opened the door. I was stuned.. it was my father in law.. I invited him inside and gave him a warm hug which I do normally.. I was freshly bathed, let some of my wet hair fall on my blouse at the front.. I was not aware of my state as I was pleasantly surprised by the sudden visit of babuji

He came inside and handed over me a bag full of sweets and eateries he brought from his place

“how are you Malavika ? its been almost 4 years since I saw you… how is my angel ? did she go to sch ool… I think that idiot is travelling right ?”

Babuji never holds back, he is very friendly with me.. I gave him some juice and sat in the chair while he was sitting in sofa

“babuji.. how do you know your son is not in town ?”

“Malaa.. you might have taken fresh bath.. but your face is looking tired.. I can see the spark in your eyes missing Mala”



I like the way he calls me as Mala.. like my husband.. once he said sorry to me for calling me like that.. I scolded him and told him.. babuji you are like my father.. you are the head of the family.. you have lot of respect and love on me.. as your daughter in law its my duty to keep you happy.. if you like calling me as Mala like your own daughter, I really like being called that way.. it brings us much more closer. He said thanks, he never hugged me nor touched me unnecessarily even though sometimes he used to compliment me and appreciate my beauty.. he once said.. this idiot is not suitable for such a loving wife like you.. always travelling and ignore the wife and the kid.. you should have married a man like me who would always be at home to take care of you

I don’t know in what sense he told that but I really felt happy

At the age of 50, he looks well built, he is tall and sharp. Nicely dresses, his broad shoulders and thick mustache and manly features would completely make a mockery of how my husband looks.. sometimes I get a doubt why my husband didn’t inherit even half of his manly features. His deep voice and serious looks make any woman fall for him.. without a woman in his life, he maintained utmost discipline in his life, even though he keeps travelling he never smelt a woman..

“what happened Mala.. why are you silent ?”

I woke up from my thoughts and hiding my tears replied

“babuji… I got used to him.. its tough but unavoidable”

“Mala.. I told that idiot to resign and comeback home, he can take care of my family business and be happy, spend time with you and the kid… but he never listened”

“babuji.. he is your son… same thinking.. he didn’t want to depend on someone.. just like you refused ti wind up there and come here and stay with us… anyway its my mistake also”

“your mistake ? how ?”

“babuji.. on our first visit to your place after marriage, I picked up some fight with you and even shouted at you.. it was my mistake…some misunderstanding on family properties with your daughter.. I scolded you we don’t want your propertied , we don’t you also… that was very harsh on my part babuji”


As I was telling that, I got emotional and went and sat next to him and lied my head on his shoulders and holding his right arm, looked at him pleading him to forgive me.. even though he immediately excused me, but that guilt feeling in me never disappeared.. he was holding my waist and pulling me more closer to him and kissed on my cheeks and replied “Mala.. you are such a sensitive girl.. I liked the way you backed my son… you were ready to lose your share of properties but not ready to lose your husband.. you said we don’t want to see me.. I knew you will call me next day itself.. same thing happened.. after landing in Delhi, you called me and cried for a minute..

I knew how much you love this lonely sole.. you might be living thousands of miles away but you are always in my heart Mala.. I love you so much,,” , he was smelling my freshly bathed skin and the wetness of lose hair made my blouse wet making my boobs visible to him.. he tightened his grip on my waist and gave another strong kiss.. this time very close to my lips and then suddenly left me and told sorry

I also immediately adjusted my sari pallu and moved away from him.. we both were silent for a while..

“sorry Mala…”, his voice is shivering

“its ok babuji..”, even my voice was shivering

“I can sense how much you are missing your husband”

“haa…”, I needed to divert the topic and asked him “babuji when did you come to Delhi?”

“two day back”

I was angry.. didn’t speak to him for a while

“sorry Mala.. I know you wanted me to stay in your house.. when your husband is not at home how can I stay here for so long ?”

That really made me go mad… I got up swiftly and went to kitchen

He followed me and held my hand “sorry Mala.. I didn’t mean it.. sometimes I think like a small town man.. here in this big city Delhi who cares who stays with who.. any way, my business work is over, initially I decided to stay here for 2 more days, but now I will extend it by another 2 days.. are you happy now dear ?”, he looked intiomy eyes and winked..

I was shocked.. pleasantly .. immediately he said

“Mala.. I know how much depressed you are without your husband, I am trying hard to keep you happy… did I cross my limits ?”



I moved forward and hugged him and nestled my head on his chest and replied “babuji… I always wanted you to be like this.. you are always serious.. but now the way you are talking freely with me, made me feel very happy… anyway, babuji, I have seen everything in my life, but our angel Manju is the one who needs this love.. yes, she is missing her papa.. parental love.. father after father.. grand father.. you have the obligation to keep her happy.. remember how happy she was 4 years back when we came there and you played with her like a kid and you teased her and even picked up fights with her.. she needs that grandpa again.. she calls you as dadu… as a loving grandpa.. she would be jumping in joy the moment she sees you.. babuji, I want you be this way.. no hesitation, no inhibitions.. just be like what you are… show your love to our angel.. she is in depression babuji..make her happy.. play with her.. cuddle her and caress her.. you take your love on me and give it to her”

Babuji was little hesitant for some reason… If he really sees her live and notices how big she is already, he will be in shock

This is what he might be thinking she will be like



Whereas this is how she is now



meanwhile my coffee is ready.. while sitting on the kitchen platform and sipping my coffee he said “Mala…just for this coffee alone I would travel thousands of miles and be with you.. you know how to make me happy”

He always likes my coffee

After allowing him to taste my coffee, I again raised the same topic

“babuji.. you didn’t answer my question .. would you make my angel happy “

“Mala.. I am thinking about that only… she is now grown up.. how can play the same games with her now ?”

I again got angry on him and walked into living room. He followed me.. he sat next to me. He held my hands and replied “Mala.. one more coffee please”, the way he is making the serious situation turn into jovial mode, made me melt for him.. just for a second only.. then I recovered and asked him “babuji.. I will give you coffee every hour, would you make my daughter happy ?”



He pulled me into his bear hug and told “Mala.. don’t worry.. I will do anything to make both of you happy.. I came here to Delhi on business but after seeing you I felt I should have come to see you long back.. I will go with the flow and if you notice anything objectionable you can raise red flag.. at this age, my honour , reputation is equally important as keeping my family happy”

I really like the way he balances out the things..

“ok babuji.. go and change your dress and freshen up. Its time Manju comes from sch ool”

He went to guest toom, which is also Manju's room. He came back in lungi and shirt. He was holding Manju’s panty and vest and showed me “Mala.. her room is messy… her cloths are all over the bed..”

I was shocked at first.. then recovered “babuji.. we are just two people at home.. who else would come to our house.. sometimes she wouldn’t even wear those panty , vest and roam around the house… babuji… this new generation girls.. you don’t know how fast they are.. this is Delhi.. half of her friends wont stay at home.. after the sch ool, they hang out with boys and have parties and come next day morning to get ready for sch ool.. Manju is not like that.. for her only two people in her world.. her parents”

Babuji felt happy with my explanation “that’s good to know.. like her papa, she is also principled and good mannered.. “, he went back and put her stuff in the laundry and cleaned her room..

He came to living room and waiting for Manju to come..

The door bell rang, my babuji, her dadu.. went and opened the door.. Manju looked at dadu (grandpa) and threw the sch ool bag aside and jumped on him, the strong tall man that he is my babuji held her by her buttocks and pulled her in while my angel held him tight with her legs and started kissing him all over his face.. she is almost crying and unable to control her emotions she was not giving him any chance to talk.. she loves her dadu so much , she missed her for 4 years, she has been missing her papa for so long and got addicted to papa’s love she almost forgot about her garndpa’s love, he played with her a lot when we went there.. Manju doesn’t have a sibling, so she missed all the fun playing, fighting with her sibling which her dadu filled in during that vacation.

My babuji is also unable to hide his tears and hugged her tight, they were in each others embrace for a while like lovers meeting after a long time. It was my babuji who recovered first and started looking at her in detail and looked at me and told “Mala.. our angel has changed a lot.. looks like I cant play with her like in the past..”



I understood what he meant by that.. she has already grown up beyond her age.. especially her boobs are much bigger, even in sch ool dress they appear big and when she is at home in her night dress…uffff… being a woman I myself feel envy of her beauty which made her papa also to fall for her

Hearing that from dadu, she raised a bit on his stomach and hugged his head with her boobs and kept it like that for a while and then releasing her grip, looking into his eyes said “dadu.. girls will grow fast.. you are seeing me after 4 years.. do you expect me to be still like how I was at that time..”

My babuji knows the trick.. not to argue with her.. simply be on her side.. he replied , holding her back and pushing her slightly towards him “Manju.. for my eyes you are always an angel.. I am here to make you happy.. play with you.. fight with you.. be with you.. like your sibling.. ok.. “, he kissed her on cheeks

She felt very happy and kissed him back and told me “mom… look where dadu’s eyes are..he is not able to take his eyes off my beauty”

Both her dadu and myself were shocked by her bold language.. babuji tapped her head and replied “Mala.. look who is complaining.. see what her foot is doing… she used to pull my lungi off and make fun off me.. shame ..shame..”

Manju stopped rubbing his ass with her foot. Babuji got her down and asked her to freshen up
I knew they both are bold but after 4 years things have heated up even more

I am very happy for my daughter that she is happy now and atleast for 4 days she will forget the pain of missing her papa..

She went to room and screamed loud

We both went in…

“is this my room ? its so clean and neat.. dadu, is it you who cleaned up my room ?”

Babuji showed me.. he wanted the credit should come to me

“dadu.. your eyes cant tell lies.. mom never cleans my room… thanks dadu for cleaning the mess”

She took the towel and went to bathroom

We both came out and were chatting in living room.

Babuji might be from a small town but his knowledge on various subjects is great



While we were chit chatting, Manju came in her towel.. “mom, where is my velvet color dress, I cant find it in my shelf”

The way she came out from bathroom without drying her body and simply wrapping the small towel around made her look extremely hot.. half of her big boobs are visible and the thighs are itching to show her treasure.. I followed her to show the velvet dress… this is a special dress she wears on the first day of her papa’s return from trip.. she looks like a sex bomb in that dress.



Her tight big boobs protruding from her white short which is already showing her half inch (already) honey colored sharp nipples and her skin tight shorts exposing her thick white plumb thunder thighs. Any one who saw her half hour ago in her sch ool dress wouldn’t recognize her now in this dress… this is how she provokes her papa on his first day of return and he would show his frustration on me… Poonam, its very tough to handle my husband on his first day of return from trip

Now when Manju came out in her night dress, babuji was shocked !!!!

Ufffff…. What is he doing ? is he mad or what ? he removed his lungi and stood naked with his 11 inch long and 3 inch thick cock which is pulsating and twitching after seeing his hot grand daughter….ummmmm…. seeing babuji elephant lund, even my pussy started itching..ufffff… too much

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