10-08-2024, 12:00 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-08-2024, 04:34 PM by opendoor. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
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Seeing his daughter in that situation, he immediately jumped towards the shower area and asked what happened ? Amala is in her white petticoat lifted up to cover her breasts. She accidentally turned on hot water knob instead of cold water knob.. she didn’t realize there are two, also that bathroom shower controller is so confusing and never saw such modern fittings.. she wanted to collect water in bucket and take bath like she does in her grandma village, but accidentally the hot water fell from top..
She was shocked by sudden downpour of water from top and that too very hot water and that’s why she shouted loud..
Ashok seeing her plight and the situation she is in, understood what happened, took the towel and wrapped around her and lifted her up and brought her to bed room and placed her on sofa.. he has reduced the AC temperature to cool her down and went to fridge, took some ice and wrapped in her chunni and started applying on her food, legs, hands.. trying to cool her and waving the cool air with news papers..
Amala till now was feeling the heat, as the water was too hot.. her skin being in peach color and smooth , already became reddish .. she is now feeling better.. she removed the towel which Ashok put on top the petticoat.. “I need more air papa” , throwing the towel aside.. he started applying ice pack on her neck and face.. his eyes are becoming moist looking at her pain.. he always feels her pain, as she is without mother , atleast she needed parental love.. that’s why however busy he is , always attends to her problems
Seeing the tears in her papa’s eyes, she is trying to control her emotions.. she knows how much papa loves her.. the care he is taking now .. half the pain is gone..she cant cry else papa will become more emotional.. controlling her emotions, she took papa’s hands and says “papa, I am better now… go and take bath.. after that I will go”
“its ok, there is no urgency , first let me take care of you baby.. still the skin is red..”
“papa.. I need to apply the ice pack on different place”
“ok.. do it”
“you go first”
“papa, I need to put the ice pack inside my petticoat”
“ok.. do it”
She knows he is teasing her and trying to make me happy and forget about the pain.. if you divert your mind things will be alright , that’s his plan.. so she also extends that conversation
“so it is ok for you to remove my petticoat in front of you”
He knows she is also in mood to extend this conversation to alleviate her pain.. she is not only daughter , she is a friend , always on his side patting him on the shoulder when in trouble. When he lost his wife , its her who made him come out of that trauma.. she always shares her little secrets .. sometimes girl things also.. he quietly listens to them as he never wanted to damp her enthusiasm down.. after all where lese she can share.. without mother.. papa is every thing, mother and father
“why not.. putting ice pack is more important than anything”
“achhaa.. I can do that myself.. “
Looking at her petticoat and body.. he has observed the pencil like sharp nipples popping out of the wet petticoat and the growing boobs.. turning his eyes away, he says “baby.. you are growing fast.. you need to eat well.. don’t know if hostel food will be ok”
Understanding the situation, placing her arms around her chest, she says “papa.. yes this is a growing age.. grand ma used to tell many things which I ignored as my focus was on studies.. ok, you go and take shower papa.. after that I need to sit in cold shower for some time”
He went to take shower..
Amala removed the petticoat completely and applies the ice pack on her thighs, stomach, boobs , pussy and starts feeling the nice cooling effect.. then she realizes the papa’s observation and feels her boobs.. yes they are growing fast.. girls beauty lies here only.. every boy first looks at girls boobs.. even Kishore has this habit of checking out my boobs.. understandable..
When he placed his hands around my waist while supporting me in the train, she felt some itchiness down there.. something she never experienced till then.. that itchiness between her thighs stayed for a while until he started annoying her.. again same feeling in airport when he held her from escalator ..
Her body has cooled down a lot , but the thought of Kishore has heated her pussy a bit and also the tightness in the boobs and sharp raising nipples.. she tried to divert her attention, then the door bel rang.. she wrapped the towel around and went and saw from peeping hole.. its akka..
She opened the door and saw both akka and Kishore..
Seeing her in towel like that Kamala quickly said, ok, will call you and she went away along with her brother..
Amala got shock.. why this fellow is always behind his sister.. would have not opened the door if he was there.. now he saw me in this skimpy short towel.. he will take advantage of this..
Meanwhile Ashok comes out from shower and asks Amala to go and take cold bath..
She quietly goes and opens the cold shower knob.. this time she is careful… with cold water pouring down on her hot body, she is feeling relaxed.. she stayed like that for 15 minutes .. not allowing Kishore to come to her thoughts, she applied soap on her thighs and noticed that area between thighs needed more attention to maintain hygiene.. grandma always used to tell, but she ignored.. not anymore.. she rubbed her pussy with the soap and spreading the layers, she is cleaning each and every corner.. she feels ecstatic whenever her hand goes there.. after that’s again arm pits and boobs..
Airport, city, hotel.. all new atmosphere and she is feeling relaxed and away from studies. meeting new people like akka, Kishore .. this high end hotel.. with very nice mattress , big bed, cool AC .. feels this is a new world that she missed so far.. after relaxing with cold water and these cool thoughts her pain has gone away and feels completely relaxed.. completing the bath, she wiped her body with dry towel and noticed some lotions there.. but is hesitant to apply them, came out with towel wrapped on her body..
She picks up the beautiful night gown that papa brought her from town recently . he brought lot of new dresses as she is going out of home.. that flowery white cotton single piece gown makes her look even more younger.. without any inners she slipped in that gown to feel the cooling effect for some more time.. its upto knee length.
She pulls her wet hair forward and starts drying it dry towel.. Ashok looking at her admiringly compliments her long thick hair.. she smiles and gives credit to mom.. that’s when she noticed papa becoming emotional.. he loves mom so much he sees her in me.. mom is very kind and nice to me.. she pampered us so much , its papa who used to scold once a while.. after mom passing away, papa stopped scolding me , he doesn’t really pamper but always keeps me in check.. buys lot of cloths and gifts to compensate for him not being with them..
Ashok looking at Amala says “don’t give credit for everything to her .. she is not half beautiful as you are.. in fact he told me her parents found it difficult to find matches to her… “
“then why did you marry her papa”
“Amala.. external beauty is one thing .. but being kind, noble and helping in nature is another.. she has tons of patience , I enquired in her village and then married.. only regret is one thing.. at that age I felt disappointed , but then later realized my mistake”
“oh really.. what is that regret papa”
“I cant tell you now.. will share at appropriate time”
After drying her hair , she went before dressing table and started tying her hair and make pony tail.. while doing so she lifted her hands up and in that sleeveless gown, she is looking beautiful.. young and innocent.. her smooth body and silky hair and shining peach color skin tone.. he says “baby, nobody will say you are from south.. you look like a Kashmiri apple”
After completing the knot, she looks into the mirror one more time in all angles and comes and sits next to papa on bed.. that’s when she realized her front side of gown became so wet due to wet hair and the transparent thin gown is not able to cover her bulging boobs and piercing nipples .. she looks apologetically at papa !!!
Seeing his daughter in that situation, he immediately jumped towards the shower area and asked what happened ? Amala is in her white petticoat lifted up to cover her breasts. She accidentally turned on hot water knob instead of cold water knob.. she didn’t realize there are two, also that bathroom shower controller is so confusing and never saw such modern fittings.. she wanted to collect water in bucket and take bath like she does in her grandma village, but accidentally the hot water fell from top..
She was shocked by sudden downpour of water from top and that too very hot water and that’s why she shouted loud..
Ashok seeing her plight and the situation she is in, understood what happened, took the towel and wrapped around her and lifted her up and brought her to bed room and placed her on sofa.. he has reduced the AC temperature to cool her down and went to fridge, took some ice and wrapped in her chunni and started applying on her food, legs, hands.. trying to cool her and waving the cool air with news papers..
Amala till now was feeling the heat, as the water was too hot.. her skin being in peach color and smooth , already became reddish .. she is now feeling better.. she removed the towel which Ashok put on top the petticoat.. “I need more air papa” , throwing the towel aside.. he started applying ice pack on her neck and face.. his eyes are becoming moist looking at her pain.. he always feels her pain, as she is without mother , atleast she needed parental love.. that’s why however busy he is , always attends to her problems
Seeing the tears in her papa’s eyes, she is trying to control her emotions.. she knows how much papa loves her.. the care he is taking now .. half the pain is gone..she cant cry else papa will become more emotional.. controlling her emotions, she took papa’s hands and says “papa, I am better now… go and take bath.. after that I will go”
“its ok, there is no urgency , first let me take care of you baby.. still the skin is red..”
“papa.. I need to apply the ice pack on different place”
“ok.. do it”
“you go first”
“papa, I need to put the ice pack inside my petticoat”
“ok.. do it”
She knows he is teasing her and trying to make me happy and forget about the pain.. if you divert your mind things will be alright , that’s his plan.. so she also extends that conversation
“so it is ok for you to remove my petticoat in front of you”
He knows she is also in mood to extend this conversation to alleviate her pain.. she is not only daughter , she is a friend , always on his side patting him on the shoulder when in trouble. When he lost his wife , its her who made him come out of that trauma.. she always shares her little secrets .. sometimes girl things also.. he quietly listens to them as he never wanted to damp her enthusiasm down.. after all where lese she can share.. without mother.. papa is every thing, mother and father
“why not.. putting ice pack is more important than anything”
“achhaa.. I can do that myself.. “
Looking at her petticoat and body.. he has observed the pencil like sharp nipples popping out of the wet petticoat and the growing boobs.. turning his eyes away, he says “baby.. you are growing fast.. you need to eat well.. don’t know if hostel food will be ok”
Understanding the situation, placing her arms around her chest, she says “papa.. yes this is a growing age.. grand ma used to tell many things which I ignored as my focus was on studies.. ok, you go and take shower papa.. after that I need to sit in cold shower for some time”
He went to take shower..
Amala removed the petticoat completely and applies the ice pack on her thighs, stomach, boobs , pussy and starts feeling the nice cooling effect.. then she realizes the papa’s observation and feels her boobs.. yes they are growing fast.. girls beauty lies here only.. every boy first looks at girls boobs.. even Kishore has this habit of checking out my boobs.. understandable..
When he placed his hands around my waist while supporting me in the train, she felt some itchiness down there.. something she never experienced till then.. that itchiness between her thighs stayed for a while until he started annoying her.. again same feeling in airport when he held her from escalator ..
Her body has cooled down a lot , but the thought of Kishore has heated her pussy a bit and also the tightness in the boobs and sharp raising nipples.. she tried to divert her attention, then the door bel rang.. she wrapped the towel around and went and saw from peeping hole.. its akka..
She opened the door and saw both akka and Kishore..
Seeing her in towel like that Kamala quickly said, ok, will call you and she went away along with her brother..
Amala got shock.. why this fellow is always behind his sister.. would have not opened the door if he was there.. now he saw me in this skimpy short towel.. he will take advantage of this..
Meanwhile Ashok comes out from shower and asks Amala to go and take cold bath..
She quietly goes and opens the cold shower knob.. this time she is careful… with cold water pouring down on her hot body, she is feeling relaxed.. she stayed like that for 15 minutes .. not allowing Kishore to come to her thoughts, she applied soap on her thighs and noticed that area between thighs needed more attention to maintain hygiene.. grandma always used to tell, but she ignored.. not anymore.. she rubbed her pussy with the soap and spreading the layers, she is cleaning each and every corner.. she feels ecstatic whenever her hand goes there.. after that’s again arm pits and boobs..
Airport, city, hotel.. all new atmosphere and she is feeling relaxed and away from studies. meeting new people like akka, Kishore .. this high end hotel.. with very nice mattress , big bed, cool AC .. feels this is a new world that she missed so far.. after relaxing with cold water and these cool thoughts her pain has gone away and feels completely relaxed.. completing the bath, she wiped her body with dry towel and noticed some lotions there.. but is hesitant to apply them, came out with towel wrapped on her body..
She picks up the beautiful night gown that papa brought her from town recently . he brought lot of new dresses as she is going out of home.. that flowery white cotton single piece gown makes her look even more younger.. without any inners she slipped in that gown to feel the cooling effect for some more time.. its upto knee length.
She pulls her wet hair forward and starts drying it dry towel.. Ashok looking at her admiringly compliments her long thick hair.. she smiles and gives credit to mom.. that’s when she noticed papa becoming emotional.. he loves mom so much he sees her in me.. mom is very kind and nice to me.. she pampered us so much , its papa who used to scold once a while.. after mom passing away, papa stopped scolding me , he doesn’t really pamper but always keeps me in check.. buys lot of cloths and gifts to compensate for him not being with them..
Ashok looking at Amala says “don’t give credit for everything to her .. she is not half beautiful as you are.. in fact he told me her parents found it difficult to find matches to her… “
“then why did you marry her papa”
“Amala.. external beauty is one thing .. but being kind, noble and helping in nature is another.. she has tons of patience , I enquired in her village and then married.. only regret is one thing.. at that age I felt disappointed , but then later realized my mistake”
“oh really.. what is that regret papa”
“I cant tell you now.. will share at appropriate time”
After drying her hair , she went before dressing table and started tying her hair and make pony tail.. while doing so she lifted her hands up and in that sleeveless gown, she is looking beautiful.. young and innocent.. her smooth body and silky hair and shining peach color skin tone.. he says “baby, nobody will say you are from south.. you look like a Kashmiri apple”
After completing the knot, she looks into the mirror one more time in all angles and comes and sits next to papa on bed.. that’s when she realized her front side of gown became so wet due to wet hair and the transparent thin gown is not able to cover her bulging boobs and piercing nipples .. she looks apologetically at papa !!!
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