Village girl Amala (50th episode)

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As per plan Amala , Jaya took the flight from Delhi to Vijayawada , others would join after few days.

Ashok received his daughter and Jaya at airport.

Amala is standing in beautiful blue flower designed frock, her hair is not tied and it is flowing over her shoulder. She looked like a goddess. Her frock is ending few inches below her knees. It is not revealing anything but she looked beautiful.

She is excited and restless to meet papa at airport.  Ashok couldn’t believe the complete change in his daughter. Not in terms of looks alone, but the confidence , glow and beautiful smile (hiding her emotions behinds her eyes)  , Ashok felt so happy to see her like that. All girls and even aunties are wearing tight jeans and body hugging tops revealing their curvaceous bodies… not Amala.. not Jaya
He gave warm hug to Amala ..  

Amala became emotional and started crying, hugging papa “papa.. you are so mean, never thought of seeing me in 6 months ?”

Ashok didn’t want to disturb her.. after a minute he kissed her on forehead and with a shivering voice muttered “I love you baby..” , he is trying hard to control his emotions which Amala noticed and hugged him again “I miss you papa.. you also shift to Delhi”

Jaya looking at their bond got envious and wish her daughter and husband are like this… even though Payal shares a good bonding with her papa, she is no match to Amala..

After a while Ashok gave a warm hug to Jaya and asked “where is that idiot ?”

Jaya smiled and replied “bhayya.. you know he is busy with foreign delegates visit.. he will be here in 3-4 days time”



“I know Jaya.. he is a busy guy.. anyway , I am glad you came and hoping Payal would land in 2 days time”

“haa.. the kids will come first and then finally Anil”

He handed over some jasmine flowers, Moods condom to Jaya and  a box of sweets, and Dairy Milk silk chocolate to Amala.

Jaya felt shy at seeing the condom packet but soon recovered and realized the naughty nature of her husband’s best friend.

They took the cab which Ashok rented from the village..  

He dropped Jaya on the way at Kamala’s house as per her plan.. she wanted father and daughter to have some privacy first and she would come next day

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Amala has set the house in order. As Ashok is staying alone it is kind of messy.. In fact he made it look better but still…

Amala took papa to bathroom and gave him a deep scrub and shampoo.. As Ashok tried to play with her in bathroom, she politely requested him to wait till she also took shower..

Ashok remembered the naughty romantic incidents that brought them together in the Delhi hotel

They go to their mango grove outside the village on the bike. It’s a different feeling breathing the village fresh air and of course sitting on the papa’s bike… brings her childhood memories which kind of took backseat due to the fast paced city life. Study, fuck, eat, sleep… it has become kind of boring after a while.. this is certainly a welcome change

After reaching the mango grove, he gave her a fresh mango to eat..

They have a small room inside with decent facilities… fridge, AC, shower, king bed… but she wanted fresh air through the windows.. He knows no one will come inside as the main gate is closed.. and of course he employed a watchman for these few days as many guests will come and they all wanted to party here !!!

Amala cleaned the bed .. while opening the bag she brought to pick up her dress, she asks what should I wear papa ? He immediately opened his bag and handed over her college uniform.. she knows papa likes to see me in that dress wearing pony tail.. She would look cute like a pure village belle..



she wore the beautiful anklets that papa bought for her recently

“papa.. I also like this cute dress.. but I am not the same little princess that you always adore.. in last 6 months I allowed 3 men to enter me.. I dint deserve the same attention”

Ashok got angry and he says “Amala.. all bad talk later.. I also have lot to tell you about my self but first let’s start on positive note… I am hungry.. go and change”

Amala didn’t want to drag that topic.. she changed and came back like a little princess in knee length red and black checked college frock and shirt that’s kind of tight on her now.. but with a cute pony tail and red sticker and light lipstick, she is looking really cute to Ashok…

She came and sat next to papa  ..

Ashok :  Saliva is spilling out of my mouth, hungry.

Amala : How is this dress on me ?

 
Ashok : Super..

Amala :  Whatever I wear, finally you won’t leave any cloth on me.

Ashok :  Honey, my lips and tongue are hungry to eat your pu…ssy. (his voice is trembling  which Amala noticed.. glad that papa came to topic straightway..)

Amala :  Oh! How badly you want me?  (teasing is her game)

Ashok :  Very badly, coming to dry all the honey out of your lips. I love the long duration of foreplay. (the way he is opening up the conversation speaks of his frustration.. 6 months without Amala is a hell to him..)

Amala :  Me too. Will you lick me down? (she is bold already and not the same village girl 6 months back)

Ashok :  I will suck you dry, baby. (she likes to be called as baby when in good mood)

Amala :  I can’t wait. I am already wet. Go at it. I won’t cum very easily. (this time her voice is trembling ..)

Ashok :  Is it a challenge? If so, my tongue the weapon is waiting to win. Is it hairy?

Amala :  No. You like hairy?

Ashok :  I love shaved pussy.  You know it , Amala.

Amala :  You are also lucky now papa. You are getting a chance, right.

Ashok :  I am damn lucky, agreed.

Amala :  this whole set up here is so romantic papa

Ashok :  My penis is ready, honey.

Amala :  I am little fat there. Is that ok with you?



Ashok : Baby, I like this new trait of yours.. bold, naughty and loving

Amala : hahaha

Ashok :  I love soft cushiony hotties.

Amala :  What all you do? I am excited.

Ashok :  Don’t ask anything now. You will experience my wilderness the whole day.

He couldn’t take his eyes off her beauty

Amala was a super cute, innocent-looking hottie. She was slightly plump with huge shapely boobs and ass. Amala’s cheeks had turned pink with a shy look. She was blank from her expression.

Her sharp, fiery eyes were locked on him with a dead stare. Amala was breathless and was trembling slightly.  

Amala’s checked shirt that was embracing the perfect shapely huge round tanker boobs. She was wearing small frock which was sticking onto her ass with her thick white thigh seducingly visible.

Amala had applied dark red lipstick over her heart-shaped lips. Her eyes with dark cajole just emanated her already cute face to another level. She was looking like a hot volcano burning and inviting to be consumed.

He took very slow, and steady steps towards blankly stood Amala. With each tread, Amala started to breathe heavily, deep short breaths. Her body was slightly unsteady. He cupped her face with both of his hands. She began to sway wildly.

He broke on her like a hungry horse, cupped her neck with both of his hands. He hurriedly started sucking her pink cheek and moved his lips to her neck. His lips then moved to her ears, sucking from the bottom of the ear to the top. When his wet lips were wildly eating her ears, she started to moan.

She said, “Oh papa, this is so sexy, heavens!”

He kissed along her neck, ear and cheek. When He broke the kiss, He could see red marks on her ears and neck. He moved his lips near her hungry lips and waited. She asked, “Papa, what are you doing?” (with heavy breathing)

He moved his lips close to her lips and moved away, teasing her and increasing her wilderness. He lifted her with her legs on his hips and back pushed against the wall. He kissed her sweet dark red lips, and she sucked his lips wildly.



They kissed very long with our breaths intermingled with each other and nose rubbing against each other. Amala was a great kisser. He sucked all the wetness of her lips to dry and inserted his tongue into her mouth. Amala sucked his tongue like candy.

She started moaning heavily and shouting on top of her voice …”mmmmmm…. Ahhhhhhh… paapaaa…. So sweat…. Uffff.. missed you so long papa…. Ahhhh…no one can kiss better than you …. Ahhhhhmmmm… more… don’t stop….”

Its good that he took her out of the village or else neighbors would have rushed hearing her load moans..

The atmosphere was so wild. They kissed very long until their breath went out. They stopped the kiss to gasp for breath and continued kissing again. After a very long kiss, Amala told him to hug her tight. He hugged Amala so tight that her huge boobs were squeezed onto his tummy.



Her sweaty face onto his chest. The moment was romantic. He then opened his shirt, banyan, lungi and hanged them on the cloth hanger. He pushed Amala onto the bed. Amala was looking at him with popped-out eyes. He held her right feet, which were cold, and lifted them towards his face.

He grabbed her feet firmly with the help of her heel and ankle. He started sucking her little toe staring at her longing eyes. She gave a sound, biting her lower lips. He then started sucking her fourth toe and moved to the middle toe. He then inserted her index toe completely into his mouth, drenching it with his saliva.

He gently placed her feet on the bed and started kissing through her ankle. His lips continued kissing the calf, which was soft with no hairs. His lips slowly reached her knee and caressing moved to her smooth fleshy inner thigh.

He unbuttoned and pulled her frock, throwing it away. He drenched his lips with his saliva and continued kissing her soft white inner thigh. While kissing the thigh area, he touched her white panty, which was soaked wet.

He continued his slow suck, moving to the inside of her thigh close to the pussy. Amala is now moaning loudly with lifted hips. His lips of so close to her pussy that He could smell her cum. He placed a gentle peck on the pussy over the wet panty.

He then climbed on top of her, and they had another lip lock. His dick was fully grown inside his underwear. He started pressing her boobs harder over the shirt and kissed her neck. He unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt. He kissed her collar bone and the divider of the collar bone.

He loved the nose and lips of Amala. They were so pretty. He then unbuttoned her shirt and removed the white camisole over the head. Amala is now lying on the bed with only a white bra and a wet panty.  Her lips are aching with non stop kissing, biting, sucking…

He again jumped on top of her, and his lips just brushed teasingly over the visible white skin of her milky boobs. He started sucking her shoulder.

His hands reached her panty, and his hand started rubbing her pussy opening over the drenched panty. He then reached the back of Amala and tried unhooking her bra. When it was not opening, she pulled the bra from the boobs.

A pair of huge milky white tanker boobs jumped out with wide flat brown nipples. He started to roll the tip of his tongue all around the boobs. He moved the tongue very slowly around the nipples in a round fashion for a long time.

When she held his head, he put his mouth hungrily on her nipples and started sucking them hard. She started to moan heavily and pushed his head to crush the soft flesh of her boobs. She suddenly forced him away from the nipples.

Amala :  Papa, I am sensitive. Please be gentle. (With heavy breath)

He nodded (she was not like this earlier), jumped on to suck her another nipple with her moans growing louder. He was too tempted because of her moans calling his name. He quickly pulled her panty low and dug his face starving between her legs. He then started licking her pussy wildly.

Amala started to shout louder, ordering him to lick harder. He licked her dripping wet pussy rigorously with his nose and mouth fully drenched with her cum. She tasted great. He inserted his middle finger inside her pussy with his tongue stroking her clitoris.

“ahhhh… what did you do papa… my god… feels so good…. Ahhhhh… missed all these little cute actions.. hmmmm.. you know how to make me happy… uffff… don’t stop…. More faster…. Ahhhmmmm”




She continued her shouting, pleading to lick her harder. He then removed his middle finger from her pussy and drenched the finger wet with his saliva. He spit some saliva over her ass hole. He dug his nose again over her wet clitoris.

He pushed his tongue inside her warm pussy and his finger inside the tight ass hole. She started moving her hips and forced his head to dig deep into her pussy. Heavens, he loved this.

“baby…. So sweat… wow… tasting much better now… awwwww… so cute and tender… I can eat this cute pie all day… hmmm.. just for this pleasure alone I will shift to delhi baby… ummm… pch.. pch… pch… mmmmm… hhhhh.. “

She continued loud shouts pleading to lick her harder. He removed his middle finger from her pussy, tasted it, and drenched the finger wet with his saliva. He spit some saliva over her ass hole.



He dug his face again between her white thighs, with his nose touching her wet clitoris. He inserted his tongue inside her warm pussy. His tongue licking the core of her pussy, he dug his finger into her tight asshole.

She started moving her hips and pushed his head to dig deep into her pussy. Heavens, I loved this. Amala was moaning loudly and was shouting, “papa, lick me lick me harder, make me cum.” Her words woke the beast inside him, and he started eating her pussy rigorously.

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