Village girl Amala (50th episode)

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His flat tongue was moving from the lower end of her pussy to the clitoris in a continual manner. Amala was helping his mouth by rhythmically moving her lifted hip. She had both hands over his head with fingers holding his hairs strong, pressing his face into her pussy.

Her sharp, seductive eyes gazed into Ashok’s eyes, and she said, “Fuck me, papa.” (romantically)

Ashok :  Do you want me to fuck you?

Amala :  I want you to fuck me hard.

Ashok :  I want to insert without a condom. Is it ok?



Amala :  “I want you to insert without a condom. I don’t like it. Hey, fuck me da, fast. (Lifting and swinging her hips with her waiting pussy)

Ashok got very wild. His underwear had become an erected tent. On pulling down his underwear, the hungry huge erect penis jumped out like a bull. He held a hand below her mouth and asked her to spit. He applied her saliva lubricating his dancing penis to enter the angel’s hole.

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He raised both the legs of Amala to 90 degrees. He rubbed his dick head, moving from the lower end of the pussy to the clitoris, teasing her. He rubbed his shaft over the dripping wet pussy 3 to 4 times. He positioned his dick head to the opening of her pussy.

He moved his head close to her and started kissing her. While she was kissing, he pushed the penis rod deep into her with her breath going out. His dick felt wet and warm inside her pussy. He removed the erect wet dick out of her pussy and rammed hard again. It has been 6 months since he had fucked a pussy.. After coming back to village, he is back to his old good boy image. He had many opportunities to fuck the sexy hungry Kamala in town nearby, even though he spent some romantic time with her cuddling and kissing.

Ashok started the rhythmic motion pushing his rod into Amala’s pussy very slowly at first. After few blows, he started banging her hard with his balls, hitting her ass with a huge sound. He banged her very hard that the cot started making a jerking noise.



She was shouting, “Hey papa, harder. I am about to cum.” He continued digging into her harder with an increased pace. Why so fast she is coming ? is it the excitement of making love to her loving papa after 6 months ? is it because she found the romantic touch of papa more titillating than the hard furious animal type sex that she had with Anil uncle or the sex starved young boys Kishore , Ramesh ?

He knew he was about to cum. He is also in same boat.. unable to hold on to the extreme excitement of mating his young cute daughter ? To avoid the cum shot, he reduced his speed for few seconds and controlled the urge. She swiftly asked, “Is it over papa? Did you cum inside me?”

Her expression was like, ‘Idiot, I want you to fuck me more.’ He replied to her by shaking his head and continued to bang.

After few more hard blows, she shouted, “Hey, I am going to cum am going to cum.”  he, too, build up his urge and shot his load inside Amala. The bed got drenched with their cum. She wiped the bed and her pussy with a cloth and offered water to drink.

After the first round of sex, they rested nude, sticking onto each other. They started to talk, with Amala resting her head on his chest. Her body was cold, and his body was warm. They started sharing their old memories in the Delhi hotel

Round 2: After the pause, he asked to open the chocolate, and they started eating. While eating chocolate, he kissed her with a bar of it in his mouth. She sucked his lips passionately to leave chocolate melting. He ate one more bar, and they kissed, tasting each others choco filled mouth. The kiss was sticky and tasty.

He hugged her with his naked chest squeezing her soft titties. His hand reached her pussy which was wet again. He started rubbing her pussy with his sticky choco cream-filled hands spreading the chocolate onto her pussy.

He went down again, moved her legs apart to expose the pussy. He parted the pussy lips with his two fingers. His tongue tip ran from the lower end of her pussy to the clitoris. He tasted Amala’s cum mixed with chocolate.



He pierced one finger into her pussy and drove deep to touch the G-spot inside her soft pussy. He then pushed three fingers inside her pussy and rotated it clockwise and anticlockwise. She started to moan again and was enjoying his finger’s act.

She said, “This is super papa.. where did you learnt these new tricks… ” He got aroused again, pulled out his fingers, and climbed out of bed. He pulled her body to position her pussy to the corner of the bed.

He stood and positioned his shaft to the sweet pussy and forced the rod deeper than the first round. He again pierced her wildly for the second round. He stopped again for a break. They drank the fresh coconut water and ate snacks.

Round 3: He turned her around, moved the hairs from the back of the neck, and sucked those white flesh. She was so horny that she started breathing heavily again. He kissed all around her back.

His lips then reached for the back of the between hips (cup region). He sucked it with his hands, squeezing her huge soft belly hard. He rose, pushed her body to a doggie style. He spread her legs and positioned his rod against her pussy.

He applied some saliva to his hand and rubbed the pussy. He inserted his one finger inside the pussy and then two fingers. He then pulled out his fingers and spit on her asshole. He started rubbing, pressing, and hitting her huge, swaying ass.

His face dug into the soft ass balls with hungry mouth sucking, which was so soft to be bitten. She had a sexy pair of ass. He applied some saliva on his dried-up shaft and positioned it to the pussy hole.

He dug his erect shaft into her and started stroking. After few strokes, He inserted his wet middle finger inside her ass. His hips moved to force his shaft into her pussy. She started yelling, “This is great, papa.”

He kept his hands over her back, thrusting her body to the bed, and continued to thrust harder. He felt more avid seeing her shaking ass and his dick inside the heavenly pussy. He cummed inside her for the second time.



Round 4: After this, the time was around half past noon. Amala served him lunch, and they ate vegetable biryani using the same plate. They sat on the cold marble with their asses freezing. The cool natural breeze from the windows and the green fields ahead soothed their bodies. After a break, they started their next session on the freezing marble floor.

The moment Amala’s sweaty wet body sticks onto me, his shaft wakes up hard again. His shaft is sore now with the wild sessions. He started kissing the back with his hands playing with her belly button.

She grew excited again and climbed on top of papa. She positioned his shaft into her dry pussy and sat comfortably over him with his rod drilled into her. This is her favourite position, with his dick completely consumed by her hungry pussy.

She moved her hip up and down for some time. He placed his hands on her huge boobs and started to crush them. She shifted her body into different positions, feeling his gun to different corners of her pussy.

Amala is moving hard now with heavy breathing and loud moans. She clasped his hands. He felt Amala’s cum all over his shaft, dripping to the floor via his ass.

After so much non stop action, the bodies got tired and they slept under the mango tree on jute cot as time was around 4 PM and the sun was receding giving way to cool breeze coming across nearby sea.  They slipped into deep sleep .. but only for a while as their subconscious mind is feeling each others body and feeling happy. Around 5:30 PM, Amala woke up and made a fresh tea, they have a open kitchen.. you cant call it a kitchen but wood fired stove for basic cooking

Ashok woke up to strong fragrance of hot tea and Amala settled under the mango tree , leaning onto to the tree and inviting papa to join her. Ashok came and sat next to her leaning onto the mango tree and pulled her onto his lap facing opposite to him and is feeding her tea .. she felt cute with such romantic acts.. even spreading chocolate on her  lips and pussy and eating was also so romantic.. Amala is looking into papa’s eyes and enjoying the hot tea.. after she is done, she reciprocated the same to papa..


Their bodies are recovering from the hard grind while their mind is still having thoughts of more action. Her short frock has given place to expose her pink pussy dying to touch his semi erect dick.  Amala is feeling so happy in the company of papa.. she felt bad for being a city slut and had sex with uncle and the two boys.. she could have waited for papa to come but her urge and desires made her fall for the dicks..



Leaning onto papa and putting her face on his shoulder, she started crying “papa.. pardon me.. with such a loving papa in my love, this village whore turned into a city slut, I couldn’t sleep without a dick next to me.. I acted hastily to fuck so many dicks.. I betrayed you papa.. our pious relation, your unconditional love on me and the years of proper upbringing sacrificing your personal life are all spoiled by this bitch.. papa.. I am not the same innocent girl that I was before going to Delhi..pardon me papa.. pardon me..”

Ashok knew she is going to raise this topic, he hugged her tight and caressing her back consoled her “Amala.. don’t be so harsh on you.. city slut, village whore… these are the titles given by male dominated society.. if at all someone needs to be blamed its me.. I was the one who introduced these feelings to you and instigated the little age related desire in you and ignited your feelings. Once we taste this relation, we would feel like having more.. without me there, its natural for you to look for others… mind you , I also fucked my best friends daughter and wife and also Kamala.. then you should also call me with those adjectives… funnily man invented these titles only for woman.. slut, whore, bitch… you don’t find equivalents to men.. “

Amala , wiping her tears, looked into papa’s eyes and wiping his tears says “papa.. sorry for making you cry.. you didn’t do any mistake.. you sacrificed your personal life for me, didn’t get married again.. having experienced the beautiful marital life, its natural you sought such feelings from Jaya aunty.. after being happy with me, you got attracted to young girl like Payal.. and since I couldn’t stay in hostel, we lived in an apartment for few days and its natural you became close to Kamala akka.. papa, for every thing there is a reason.. in fact after coming back here you didn’t fuck Kamala akka .. you are a gentleman papa.. “


Ashok laughs inside.. everyone is a gentleman until exposed.. “Amala.. yes, I fucked all of them that you mentioned for a valid reason.. I also agree.. but there are many things that you don’t know and I never told you… Amala, you are not a village whore.. you were trapped by the old Venkayya grandpa.. don’t demean yourself for no mistake of yours.. on the other hand I made many mistakes.. yes, I didn’t go for second marriage keeping your life in mind.. but that doesn’t mean my dick was idle.. Amala, its time to reveal this incident to you .. to make you realize you didn’t do any mistake and compared to what I did whatever you are doing is nothing”

Amala is shocked.. cant believe papa having bad boy image.. “papa.. don’t tell lies.. ask any girl, woman in our village , no one will point any finger at you”

“Amala.. this world is not just our village.. anyway let me tell what has happened .. because it happened exactly in this very place.. under this tree.. few years back..

You know Swapna right ? Ramana mama’s daughter”

Amala got shocked.. in fact she herself wanted to tell papa about what she and Swapna did to Ramana few years back.. now papa is taking their names

“haa.. I know them well.. they used to visit grandma’s place when I was living there”

“yeah.. let me narrate what has happened..

As a married forced batcheler , I used to have party with Ramana mama in this mango grove every first Sunday of the month.. our party is usually involves playing cards, drinking toddy (palm wine), biryani and some jokes. One day he brought his daughter Swapna also to the party. She was in short floral cotton knee length frock and a long sleeved sweater. She greeted me  and asked about your whereabouts. I was sitting under this tree whereas Ramana mama and Swapna were sitting opposite to me.. 

Ramana mama tried to give reasons why he brought her “Ashok.. her mother went to some wedding , I didn’t want to leave this girl alone at home and also she herself asked me to take her here as she always speaks high about you and sometimes she even scolded me for not being a gentle man like you”



As Ramana was telling this, the girl became serious and started beating him playfully on his stomach and with a crying face complained “papa.. you are always so mean on me… I never complained on you.. you always give me nice gifts and you know how to make me happy.. all I was saying is stop drinking , smoking and teasing aunties like irresponsible young boys. Be like a gentleman .. be like Ashok mama”

The way she is complaining rolling her eyes and with cute little face I immediately remembered you as you are also of same age. Her expressions and the way she is cuddling her papa while complaining made me feel good..  Ramana mama took her into his lap and kissed her on forehead and said “dear.. every one cant be like Ashok mama… he is an exception.. but one thing Swapna.. I may be a bad husband.. I may be a bad citizen .. but I would never be a bad father.. yes, I have some weaknesses like drinking, smoking and flirting .. but I also have weakness towards you.. to make you happy.. I am trining to reduce my bad habits .. but life is short , I want to live happily.. my way.. on my terms..” , he is adjusting her short frock which went up in between exposing her milky white thighs which I tried to take my eyes off..

Like a kid, she is hugging her papa and with her both hands around his neck and rubbing her face on his face , he was leaning back weighing down by her weight , he pulled the nearby jute cot for support and is holding her by her ass cheeks on one side and caressing her hair with other hand , kept her like that for a while and looking at me said to Swapna.. “ok baby.. you go and play , I need to give mama company.. “  

She raised her head up , turned her head towards me and in a husky voice said “mama.. are you getting bored ? sorry mama.. give me 2 minutes after that you and papa can have party.. I have some surprise for you after that”



My heart stopped beating when she said she has some surprise.. what surprise ? I am unable to think as my eyes were locked on her cute little face and the small frame of her body hugging the massively built Ramana mama is rather odd but the way he was showing his paternal love towards her , I felt jelous on him.. not because he has a cute daughter but the way they were cuddling , hugging unaware of their dresses and even my presence .. I thought that’s so cute..

Ramana was almost crushing her body in his tight bear grip and the way he was caressing her ass cheeks, the frock gave way to her pink transparent panty.. like a shameless creature, now I was looking at her body with a desire that’s igniting my parental love.. its as if I am feeling she is like my daughter and I am with her living in that cute world.. Until that time, I had some bad opinion on Ramana mama as a drunkard and irresponsible family man.. but now thinking he is much better than me.. he knows his priorities .. I left my daughter in grandma’s house and washed off my responsibilities.. little I thought that a growing girl like Swapna and you needed parental love.. Ramana opened my eyes and its this incident that perhaps thrown all any inhibitions later in the Delhi hotel and made you happy.




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