Adultery Vicious Veer Prathap Singh vs Wily Watchman Narsingh (Completed)

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Even though Aditi has convinced her mom and decided to have ultimate fun with the old watchman while they are here on vacation, deep in her heart she knows she is cheating papa with all these lies.  She knows how much papa loves her and how much trust he has on her. It really pains to her to say even a small lie that she went out seeking her pleasure with the old man ignoring her love on her papa
 
After the incident where Aditi convinced Veer that she was saved by the old watch man from snake attack and blah blah blah, she couldn’t see eye to eye with papa through out the day. She even was avoiding him and Veer is not a so naïve person to ignore that and when such a big incident happened, he would have liked his daughter to be with him that night and keep talking about that incident and even crying and getting solace from him. She didn’t do that and in fact she went and slept with mom that night. Also the way his wife took extra courage to back the old man raised some doubts to him


 
Next day, he was alone and lying on the bed reading a book. He heard a knock on the door and it was his beautiful daughter Aditi who was hesitating to come inside
 
Veer noticed hesitation in her moves and silence in her words.  He got up and walked towards her and holding her hands told in a stuttering voice “beti.. whatever has happened has happened. You are still the same beautiful young lovely daughter to me.”
 
Aditi couldn’t see directly into papa’s eyes and she started crying and hugged papa tightly. Veer allowed her to cry out and vent out all her feelings before he raised her chin up and wiping her tears, took her to the bed. Sitting on the bed holding his dear daughter in his lap facing him, he didn’t speak for a minute allowing her to completely become normal. Aditi gathered courage and looking into papa’s eyes told “papa.. I want you to be my papa even in my next life and every life. You know very well I troubled you and caused anxiety and agony to you by deliberately not answering your phone calls.. you know very well that I cant go out without seeking your permission or atleast informing you. 

You have so much trust on me you never stopped me doing anything , still I didn’t tell you and left on my own in this remote jungle area. I know papa that you didn’t believe whatever I said after coming back, you were generous enough to ignore the flaws in my and mom’s explanation. If I don’t tell atleast now what has happened I will never be able to tell you the truth and I cant be your loving daughter”
 
Veer was looking at her beautiful innocent face and feeling her tender soft cheeks with his rough hard palm replied “Beti, you have a life beyond papa.. don’t feel papa is everything , after all you are a grown up girl now and don’t even need to tell me what exactly has happened except saying that you are happy with whatever happened. Beti, your happiness is my happiness and you don’t need to tell each and every incident that has happened in your life. I did many things in the past, mostly all bad things.. extortion, rowdyism, force sex and many bad things. Now that I repent for all that I did made me feel good in front of my family. 


Similarly if you feel you did a mistake and now repent then that’s all is what matters. On the other hand if you were happy doing what you did, then be more brave and seek your happiness and enjoy your life.. don’t think papa is the only source of your happiness. Papa is happy with your happiness regardless of how you seek your happiness. Real love is not selfish. Real love doesn’t dictate terms on your partner. Go girl and find your happiness.. seek your pleasure your own way.. search for your joy beyond your papa. I want you to be cheerful and happy not feel repented and not having courage to have eye contact with me and avoiding me. It makes me more sad than whatever sin you thought you did without telling me.”
 
Aditi couldn’t hold her emotions any more and she attacked his inviting hard lips and started giving him  endless kisses, licking his tongue, biting his lower lip, chewing his both lips and exchanging hot saliva into his mouth and she was making him struggle for breath and hugging him so tight that made him to crush her soft body in his strong hug. Both were in heaven exchanging hot kisses and feeling the emotions triggered by love and joy instead of selfish and dictatorship motives. Trust is the foundation of pure love. Trust doesn’t mean opening up your heart and tell everything that has happened.. trust is about honesty in the relation and an emotion that seeks joy, pleasure and happiness without any intention of deceit
 
 

They both realized there is a need to be happy together without sharing each and every thing to other. That made Aditi to draw courage to pursue her pleasure and deep sex with the old watch man without straining her relation with papa and without feeling of guilt. Now she can enjoy more with the old man without any inhibitions what so ever
 
As they have finished a long deep kiss session and trying to gasp for breath, came Richa into their room
 
Richa just had a night session with the old man in his hut the previous night
 


She silently came and sat next to Veer uncle.  Seeing both Aditi and uncle happy she really felt relieved that Aditi must have washed all her sins in front of uncle and that might have made uncle to be realistic and practical
 
Pulling Richa also into his hug and kissing her on her chin, Veer says “Richa beti.. I am so happy and relieved now that Aditi has become normal. The purpose of vacation is to be happy and seek your own pleasure while having a good time together. I am happy Richa you are not dependant on us every day. I came to your room yesterday night and didn’t see you, then I realized you have your own life and why should I know each and every move of yours? I am happy that you young girls are behaving exactly the way many girls of your age seek their  own journey , parents are there to guide you.. not stop your journey, you decide where you want to go and seek parents guidance when needed, that’s all”
 
Richa feels very happy the way uncle took the whole incident so easily.  She kissed him on his cheeks and asked him “uncle why did you come to me in the middle of the night ?”
 
Veer wrapping his hand around her back and feeling her soft boob from side replied “why would a man seek a woman in the middle of the night ? Richa, as you know we could see Aditi not even walking properly since that forest incident and I needed someone to hug and cuddle me in the bed. I must also say sorry that we were almost there for the ultimate pleasure when I went after the 6 fingered old man instead of making you happy. I was chasing  revenge ignoring your love. That’s why I wanted to make mends to my mistake”
 
Aditi kissing her papa’s lips said “papa, this is her 3rd week in India with us and you didn’t even fuck her once, this is too bad and being gentleman doesn’t mean stop fucking your daughter’s dearest friend.. we don’t need that much of kindness from you. Now that we are all happy that we decided to seek our own paths and yet be happy together , I want you make this girl feel your love.. the day she landed in our house, you told her she is like your daughter. She is such a cute traditional Indian origin girl you will feel her soft tender sweet pussy so tasty, you will feel her handful tits so mesmerizing , you will feel her soft and yet deep asshole so much inviting. Papa, make her beg to have more of your penis, make this girl cry for more violent kinky sex, make this beautiful girl your second daughter and show your love to her”
 
Richa’s cheeks flushed at the mention of her and Veer uncle by Aditi, a mix of embarrassment and lingering excitement evident in her expression. Both girls giggled softly, still under the hazy influence of the laced hookah fumes (that Vennela arranged for Veer uncle every night), revelling in the relaxed euphoria that wrapped around them like a warm embrace.
 


“Ohhh... It's just the beginning girls. The real adventure is yet to begin,” Veer replied his voice laced with lust as he placed his hand between Richa's thighs making his intentions clear, his voice heavy with lust, a predatory gleam in his eyes. With Richa and Aditi still under the influence of the intoxicating hookah fumes, their inhibitions dulled, Veer’s mind raced, weaving increasingly sinful fantasies, each more depraved than the last, as his hunger for their bodies grew insatiable.
 
Richa let out a soft, shuddering breath, her lips parting as she leaned back slightly, her gaze locking with his. With a devilish grin, she reached for a nearby liquor bottle, her slender fingers wrapping around its neck. "Mmm, I like the sound of that," she said, her voice sultry and filled with unquenched desire.
 
She popped open the bottle and took a bold swig straight from it, the amber liquid sliding smoothly down her throat. Her eyes glimmered with excitement and something darker—a spark of reckless abandon—as she licked the stray drop of liquor from her lips, her gaze never leaving Veer’s.
 
"Shouldn't we tell mom that we are sleeping with you papa?  ," Aditi said hesitantly, her voice softer now, edged with uncertainty. She shifted uncomfortably, her eyes darting between Veer and Richa. The intensity in papa’s gaze and Richa's boldness made her stomach flutter, but a faint nervousness clouded her expression. For a moment, the veil of reckless desire lifted, and she was caught between the haze of indulgence and the familiar anchor of self-control. A flicker of caution crept back into her mind—a primal instinct, whispering caution.
 
Richa groaned in frustration, rolling her eyes at Aditi’s resistance. “Oh, come on, Aditi! Don’t be such a buzzkill,” she snapped, her tone impatient. “You were brazen enough to suck Veer uncle’s dick like a lollipop earlier, and now you’re acting all prim and proper? Give me a break.”


 
Aditi’s eyes widened with embarrassment, but before she could protest further, Richa thrusted the bottle into Aditi’s hands with a pointed glare. “Here, have a sip and forget about aunty,” Richa insisted, her tone leaving no room for argument. “You’ll feel much more daring afterward. Trust me.”
 
Aditi hesitated, looking between the bottle and Richa’s stern expression. Her chest rose and fell as she wrestled with the faint voice of reason tugging at her mind, but the intoxicating haze of the night—and the unrelenting hunger still simmering beneath her skin—proved too strong to ignore. With a sharp breath, she lifted the bottle to her lips and took a long swig. The fiery liquid slid down her throat, burning with a heat that seemed to spread through her chest and limbs, loosening the knot of tension coiled in her stomach.
 
Richa’s lips curled into a victorious smirk as she snatched the bottle back and took a quick sip herself before setting it aside. Her attention snapped back to uncle, her excitement radiating off her in waves as she leaned closer to him, her body practically buzzing with anticipation.
 
"Alright, Veer uncle" she purred, her voice thick with lust and determination. "I can’t take this teasing any longer. I’m so goddamn horny I can barely think straight, and I’m pretty sure Aditi feels the same way—even if she’s trying to play shy."
 
Richa’s tongue darted out to wet her lips as she pressed a hand to uncle’s chest, her fingers sliding down slowly towards his crotch. "Let’s not waste any more time here. Take us to heaven and a whole night of uninterrupted fun."
 
Veer’s smirk widened, his eyes glinting with dark intent . “That’s what I like to hear. You're one of a kind Richa. So open and clear about what you want, unlike some who can't accept their reality,” he murmured, his voice low and taunting intended to make Aditi jealous.  
 
His eyes flicked to the side, locking onto Aditi’s reflection. A sly grin tugged at his lips as he taunted, “Aditi dear, I won’t let you slip away this time like you did that yesterday night. Tonight, I'll make you show me your wild slutty side and trust me—it will be a revelation. There will be no going back."
 
His words hung heavy in the air, each syllable laced with a promise that sent a shiver down Aditi’s spine as her gaze briefly met his in the mirror.
 
Surprisingly, the mention of that fateful yesterday night didn’t spark any discomfort or resistance in Aditi this time. Instead, a faint blush crept across her cheeks, her body tingling with anticipation. The shame and guilt that had once gripped her after that night no longer held the same power over her. The weight of hesitation had dissolved, replaced by a growing hunger and an undeniable thrill that coursed through her veins.
 
Under the hazy influence of the relief of opening up her mind to papa earlier, something shifted within Aditi. Over the past few days, her perception of papa had evolved—he had become someone she associated with safety, a man who made her feel secure and cared for. But beyond that, he had awakened a side of her she had long suppressed, someone who could fulfill her deepest desires and satisfy her in ways she hadn’t experienced before.
 
Veer had unlocked something within Aditi—something raw, untamed, and deeply buried under years of batchelorhood routine and dutiful conformity. With each passionate encounters in the last few days, he had taken her to peaks of pleasure that Alok had never even come close to reaching except that lodge incident with the old watch man. Papa didn’t just make her feel desired; he made her feel consumed, possessed, and utterly vulnerable in a way that both thrilled and terrified her.
 
It wasn’t just the way he treated her or the undeniable dominance in his every action—it was the way he made her surrender, peeling back layers of inhibition she had carefully constructed over the years.  
 
But Veer was different. He wasn't just revisiting her past; he was rewriting her present. Each encounter with him left her craving more—craving his rough hands, his commanding voice, and above all, the relentless, overwhelming power of his monstrous cock. He was pushing her limits more and more each time. He was making her crave him, turning her into a shameless bitch in heat—and she was loving every second of it.
 
Guilt occasionally bubbled up, a faint whisper reminding her of her duties as a daughter, but Aditi’s mind quickly conjured a veil of justification—a web of family responsibilities and self-sacrifice behind which she could comfortably hide her transgressions. She had been convincing herself that her moments with papa were isolated indulgences, fleeting escapes from a life she had chosen but never truly felt fulfilled by.
 
But deep down, she knew the truth—she didn’t just want papa to help her go through her tenure here and secure a future for her  anymore; she needed him just for herself. She needed his touch, his control, and the unfiltered raw pleasure he gave her. And no matter how thick the veil she spun around herself, she knew she would keep returning to him, again and again no matter what, surrendering herself to the desires he so effortlessly ignited within her.
 
 
 
His gaze raked over them shamelessly, lingering on Aditi's curves before drifting to Richa, who stood beside her with a sultry smile playing on her lips. The two girls, so different yet equally alluring, stood like offerings before him, and Veer felt his control slipping. The bulge in his trousers was impossible to hide now. His cock throbbed against the tight fabric, aching for release, his desire roaring louder with every passing second. His chest rose and fell with deep, measured breaths as he drank in the sight before him.

 
 
"Shall we?" he said, his voice low and husky, vibrating with anticipation as he gestured toward the entrance. The weight of the moment hung thick in the air—electric, heady, and brimming with the promise of unrestrained indulgence.
 
Aditi and Richa exchanged a fleeting glance, a silent conversation passing between them. No words were needed; the decision was already made. With synchronized steps, they followed Veer across the threshold, leaving their inhibitions—and perhaps their sense of morality—far behind.
 
 
 Veer's hand moved with calculated precision as he gently brushed Aditi's hair away from her shoulder, exposing the delicate curve of her neck. Leaning in, his lips found the sensitive skin at the nape of her neck, placing slow, lingering kisses that sent shivers coursing through her body. His other hand began a slow, deliberate exploration—tracing the outline of her figure. His fingers glided from the swell of her bosom, down her side, over the curve of her waist, before finally slipping inside her skirt through the slit and resting firmly on her thigh. Each movement was slow, deliberate, designed to heighten her anticipation.
 
His breath was warm against her ear as he whispered, his voice a low growl edged with seduction, "You will shed all your inhibitions tonight, Richa, and you will beg me to fuck you. Until you do, I won't give you the pleasure your body is trembling in anticipation to experience."
 
The weight of his words lingered as he slowly pulled away, leaving Aditi breathless and visibly shaken by the absence of his touch.
 
Veer turned his attention to Richa, his stride confident, impatient, and filled with raw determination. Each step he took towards her carried the promise of dominance and unyielding passion, his eyes locked onto hers with an intensity that made her breath hitch. The air in the room grew heavier, thick with desire and an electric charge that seemed to hum between them. Veer closed the distance between himself and Richa with deliberate strides, his eyes locked onto hers, dark with hunger and intent. Without hesitation, he cupped her face in his strong hands and crashed his lips against hers in an impatient, almost feral kiss. His mouth moved over hers with a rough urgency, his tongue claiming her as he pulled her closer, their bodies pressed tightly together.
 
Richa melted into him, her breath hitching as her fingers clutched desperately at his shirt, her movements growing increasingly frantic with every passing second. Overwhelmed by the fire ignited between them, she gave in to the intensity of the moment and, with a sharp tug, tore his shirt open. The buttons scattered across the floor with soft, metallic pings, but neither of them paid any attention. The kiss deepened, growing hotter, more demanding with every passing second. Veer taking things further made another move and slid one arm under her knees and the other around her back, lifting her effortlessly off the ground.

 
 
Each step he took towards the couch was slow and purposeful, his lips never leaving hers, silently communicating the dominance he intended to exert and the pleasure he intended to deliver. As they reached the plush leather sofa, Veer abruptly broke the kiss, his chest heaving with restrained hunger and with a forceful shove, he flung Richa onto the couch, her body sinking into the soft leather with a gasp of surprise and a horny smile on her lips.
 
There was no stopping Veer now. His hunger had reached a breaking point, and with a primal growl, he lunged forward. His hands grasped the delicate fabric of Richa's dress, and in one sharp motion, he tore it apart with an audible rip. The shredded pieces fluttered briefly in the air before he tossed them carelessly in Aditi's direction. The tattered cloth landed near her feet, a symbol of the raw, unfiltered passion unfolding before her.
 
 
 
Richa let out a sharp gasp, her eyes wide with a mixture of shock and exhilaration. The wildness in Veer’s eyes sent a shiver down her spine, and despite the roughness, or perhaps because of it, she felt herself growing more aroused with every second. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her breaths shallow and erratic as she lay sprawled on the couch, her body now clad in nothing but her red bra and drenched red panties.
 
Aditi, still standing frozen near the couch, watched with wide eyes and parted lips. Her breath hitched in her throat as she took in the sight before her—the intensity, the ferocity, the unapologetic hunger between Veer and Richa. Her chest felt tight, and a strange knot twisted deep in her stomach. It wasn’t just arousal that coursed through her veins—it was something deeper, something she couldn’t quite name. Was it… jealousy? The realization startled her, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away.
 
In a frenzied blur of movements, both Richa and Veer stripped away the last barriers between them, leaving only their undergarments as feeble shields against their mounting desire. Richa’s red panties clung to her skin, the fabric visibly damp from her dripping arousal, while Veer stood before her, his snug underwear stretched taut over the impressive bulge straining against it.


 
For a brief moment, time seemed to freeze. Veer stood before her in all his naked glory, exuding raw confidence and dominance, while Richa, flushed and breathless, met his gaze with a mix of vulnerability and burning anticipation. While Aditi standing on the side lines continued to watch, her eyes darting between them, her mind clouded with confusion and desire. The night was far from over, and the boundaries of pleasure, control, and emotion were only beginning to blur.
 
"No more foreplay, it's time to FUCK," Veer growled, his voice thick with authority and hunger. With a single fluid motion, he pushed down his underwear, freeing his eager cock.

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