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[hirarandi]

You’re crazy,” Dil Mohammad said stepping back from her. “How could you know such a thing anyway?”
“Come on, uncle,” she said, “We’ve been roommates for two years. Girls get close in that kind of an environment. We’re not all private and secretive like guys are, we share.
“You mean the two of you actually talked about sexual fantasies?” he asked.
“We didn’t at first. The first six months we lived in the dorm together, we talked a lot about our families, and our friends and guys. We found out that we both liked older men and that we really admired out fathers. I used to buy these little confession type magazines with stories in them about incest. I would hide them under my mattress at first, but then I just started leaving them on the back of the toilet in the bathroom. One afternoon I came in from class and Sadia was lying on her bed reading one of them and masturbating. She was all embarrassed at getting caught, but when I told her that I loved the stories where daddy screws his daughter, it opened up a whole new phase of our relationship.”
“So then Sadia admitted to you that she fantasized about having sex with me?”
“Not right then,” Tahira said, “but we started making up our own stories at night. We would lay there in our beds and tell each other stories about these fictitious fathers and daughters and masturbate sometimes for hours.”
The mental picture of his daughter and Tahira lying naked in a dark room talking and masturbating together started to get Dil Mohammadaroused again. Tahira noticed that he was getting hard.
“You like that image, don’t you?” she said looking down at his growing cock. “Anyway, one night I got really bold and made up this story about a girl, whose name just happened to be Sadia. In my story her daddy would slip into her room at night after her mother was asleep and he would eat her, let her suck his dick and then fuck her silly. Sadia came so much during the story that she had to shower and change the sheets. While she was changing the bed she started crying. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that she had wanted you to do her for years, but she was afraid if you knew how she felt, you would think she was perverted and you might stop loving her. I tried to tell her that she should let you know, but she said she would never make the first move. I went over to her and was holding on to her and telling her that everything would be OK, and things just started to happen.”
“What kind of things,” he asked.
“Don’t act like you’re a child, uncle,” she said. “Two girls in a room, good friends, one comforting the other, – we wound up making out and going down on each other choots.”
Dil Mohammad was now fully erect again. The idea that his beautiful young daughter had these repressed feelings toward him excited him, but the vision of these two almost-twins kissing, and feeling, and eventually eating each other aroused him more than anything he had ever experienced in his life. He felt guilty about his attraction to a woman as young as Tahira and even more so for his feelings toward his own daughter, but not guilty enough to keep his cock in check.
“It looks as if Daddy needs a little more attentions,” Tahira said as she stared at Dil Mohammad’s prick. “Do you want to fuck your little girl or should she blow you?”
“Suck it again for me baby,” he said, “Suck Daddy’s dick and let him cum all over that pretty, little face.”
A few minutes later, as Tahira was wiping the cum off her face she said, “I’ve got a plan.” They talked in the workshop for about an hour, conspirators on a mission.
That night, after all was quiet and Jameela was fast asleep, Dil Mohammd slipped out of his underwear , put on his robe and made his way down the hall to where Tahira and Sadia were sleeping. Quietly he opened the door just enough to slide through, went in and closed and locked the door behind him. He looked at them lying there so beautiful, so childlike in the innocence of sleep. He quietly moved to Tahira’s side of the bed and touched her shoulder.
“I had almost given up on you,” she said sleepily, “thought you might have your mind.”
“I probably should have,” he whispered.
“How about a kiss for luck,” Tahira said as she propped up on her elbows.
He sat down on the edge and leaned forward to kiss her. He cupped her breast in his hand and began to massage.
“Whoa boy,” Tahira said, “Save some of that for later. Right now you’ve got some work to do.”
Tahira began to slowly pull the covers back off Sadia. It was the first time Dil Mohammad had seen her naked breast since she was a child. The room was dark, but enough moonlight filtered through the window for him to get a good look. They were large and rounded and looked so firm and smooth. Her nipples were small and her areola rather large. The exposures to the air made them start to harden . Tahira continued to move the covers down and Dil Mohammad could not keep from stroking his cock as he saw her stomach and then her neatly shaved choot area. Tahira finally had the sheet all the way to Sadia’s feet so she carefully threw it off the bed and onto the floor. She began to slowly, gently rub Sadia’s choot. She moaned softly in her sleep and spread her legs.