Adultery Hot Family Secrets (Updated : June 13 )

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Now coming back to Madhukar, Manju, Priya thread

After his friend Amar convinced Suresh that age is not a barometer for any relationship, did Suresh start fucking his loving daughter Priya who is also convinced by the stories of Sweetie, Pinky, Riya, Priya ? what is stopping them to start the relationship ? Life doesn’t move in straight line always. Suresh got some breaks.. some doubts.. some hesitation. Why ?

Read this incident



One day Priya’s friend  Jahnavi  came to her house for sleep over.  Jahnavi is daughter of Prathap who is Suresh’s dear friend.
Prathap works in insurance industry as undertaker, he is very studious with his work and he almost forgot he has a family of sweet wife Madhavi and cute daughters Samantha and Jahnavi.
Suresh came to Priya’s room after coming from work. Seeing Jahnavi, he greeted her and gave a warm hug. Jahnavi told Suresh “uncle, before you sleep I want to talk to you, please come here once. I need to tell this to you and my dearest friend Priya”

Both Priya and Suresh got surprised by that.  Being so close to her even Priya was stunned what she is going to tell

Suresh came to their room after dinner.  Jahnavi holding Suresh uncle’s hands told “uncle, this is very very important and I hope it will help you also. Please listen to my story carefully and my only request is don’t do same mistakes as we did”

Priya and Suresh got even more worried by that.. what mistakes ? why she is telling us ?

“Janoo beti, you are like my daughter, I am so happy that you chose to help us by telling something from your life. Anyway please go ahead and tell what you want to tell”

Janoo started the narration


Uncle, this has started around a year back and you know my akka Samantha was studying commerce and she is four years elder to me.  


Sam is not so serious about her studies and is always on phone. She wears very short dress at home and she is not afraid of parents at all. Making reels, chatting with boys and coming home late. In fact she sleeps so late making reels, I get disturbed and don’t get proper sleep. Papa was always busy with his work and mom is a teacher in our sch ool

One day papa came early from work. When I came home from sch ool, he is already there. Mom comes late from sch ool as she has to take care of some administrative work also

Seeing me, papa called me and asked me to sit on the sofa next to him.  Normally papa is always jovial but that day he was very serious. I silently sat next to him

“Janoo, give your phone to me”

I silently opened my sch ool bag and gave my phone to papa.

Papa opened my phone and opened Instagram.  He showed me one picture



“Janoo.. look at Sam.. I never imagined she became so big already.  Being a girl god gives more responsibilities to you girls. Boys can be reckless and no one cares. Look at this picture, it might be perfectly alright for your generation girls, but even a small cleavage and her popping out boobs make my blood boil. Sorry for my language Janoo, but why would she expose herself so much ? that too to the entire world. As a father I cant tolerate this. When some one hinted to me about this I didn’t pay much attention but things are going out of control.



Now look at this picture. No shame at all to kiss a boy and upload this reel to public domain ? where is she going with this kind of behaviour ? and look at her replies to her fans.. disgusting to read.. forget about being a father.. even for any person these comments look more than vulgar. I did a mistake neglecting you both. I never paid attention to what you are doing. I am not afraid my stature in the society, I am more worried about your safety.

Janoo, I always felt Sam is reckless and always gets what she wanted. She never paid any attention to her studies and is always with wrong friends

But I never expected this from you dear.. look at this picture



Tell me Janoo.. who is this boy ? why are you with him .. so closely .. and why on the earth this photo is uploaded to your instagram account ? Janoo, you are not like akka to even kiss a boy but here you are looking so happy with a boy.  

I cant scold Sam.. she is beyond repair and partially its my mistake to give her that much freedom. Now I never imagined you would do this. It pains me so much dear, I took a harsh decision, from now on you wont have phone”

Seeing pain and anguish in papa’s eyes, I couldn’t stop crying and I hugged papa and told him “sorry papa.. I was carried away by what akka was doing. One day when you and mom were not at home, akka called this boy who is his classmate and made some reels with him, at that time akka forced me to do this reel with that boy. 

Papa, though akka forced me to do this, I also felt happy doing this with that boy, that’s why you can notice genuine happiness in my face, that time I never thought about you and the bad name you would get. I thought of telling you about this, but I was afraid. Papa, I am not blaming you but as teenage girls we needed freedom but along with that we needed parental love also.. that’s something akka we missed and akka got into wrong track and I am too young to do any thing that akka is doing now. I am sorry papa, I don’t need phone.. I need your love.. I don’t want to chat in Instagram but I want to talk to you. I don’t like going out with boys like akka, I like being with you papa”




I became emotional and papa didn’t anticipate this, he knows I am sensitive unlike akka but he didn’t expect I would react like this. He took me in his lap and cuddling me and kissing my cheeks and caressing my body, he told “sorry Janoo.. it was my mistake too.. from now on I will be with you. I will make sure you don’t feel the need for a phone. In our time, we had phone only after our marriage, anyway I will come home early from now on and will be your friend..”


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I felt so happy with that. Uncle, frankly speaking no phone would give same happiness as a man gives and if that man is your father ? what else you want ? being a teenage girl, I would also have cravings for boys but that’s just momentary thought but being with your parents would give more happiness than any boy.



From that day onwards, my life took a sharp turn. By 4 PM, I was at home and papa would open the door for me and give me a warm hug and take out my sch ool bag from my shoulders and make me sit on the sofa and kneeling on the floor in front of me, he would remove my sch ool shoes and carefully take out my socks and would massage my ankles for a minute and then take me to my room and to my shock, he would unbuckle my shirt buttons and take out my sch ool uniform shirt.. the red and black checked shirt and seeing me in my small bra and the frock he would smile and kiss me on my cheeks.

Uncle, sorry for being so descriptive but I need to tell what exactly has happened.. that was a moment when papa treated me like a princess.. taking care of each and every thing so carefully. Since I was immersed in his love, I wouldn’t say no to whatever papa does. He would kneel on the ground and with his face so close to my thighs, he would unbutton my frock and as the frock collapses on the floor leaving me with just my bra and cute pantie I would close my eyes with my hands in shy as I can feel papa’s hot air breathing down from his nose so close to my pantie. I could feel the heat. He would get up and give me a towel and push me to bathroom



Uffff.. it was becoming very tough for me handle papa’s love. After I come out of bathroom wrapped in the towel, he would go behind my back and hug me holding my stomach and pulling me so close to his chest. I would go mad whenever he touches his lips on my neck. Uffff., that’s so much tickling and with my innocent face when I turn my head towards him and lifting my hand to wrap it around his neck, my freshly bathed armpit would be touching his mouth, I was not doing with purposefully but it happens in the flow and if papa had licked my armpit, godddd.. I would have removed my towel then and there but papa controlled himself and kissed my cheeks and said “ok baby.. wear this frock, I will make hot omelette for you”

I said ok in a disappointing voice, I wanted to be like that in papa’s hug for more time.

He went to kitchen and made double egg omelette for me. I am feeling so happy that omelette tasted so well. after that papa would pull me in his cuddle on sofa and would caress my body all over. Silence is the language we spoke. All these feelings are so new to me and in fact I cursed akka for missing this love and care from papa and she got addicted to our phone. I was being introduced to a new world.. where there is only love and passion.. no phone, no hatred, no quarrels, no tensions, no fights.  Papa is also looking so happy from that day onwards.

One day I came home as usual. That day mom left early saying she was not well. I rang the bell, no answer. I thought mom and papa must have gone out. I opened the door with my key. As I was going to my room, I heard some noise from parent’s room

I got anxious—wondering if they were 'doing it'—so I peeked through the gap in the door...



That was it... my mind went blank. Papa was sitting in a chair, leaning back, while mom was naked at his knees, trying to take his long cock into her mouth. It was the first time I’d ever seen papa’s cock; any cock for that matter.. it was over a foot long and incredibly thick, so mom was struggling with it. “Look how thick your cock is... it won't fit in my mouth. Yesterday, you forced it in and fucked my throat—do you have any idea how much that hurts?”, she said, playfully tapping his cock with her hand before affectionately kissing it... Mom is trying her absolute best to pull it into her mouth—licking and sucking on it.



Papa is leaning back, struggling to catch his breath; Mom is gripping his cock with her fist, moving it up and down, and licking it intermittently, playing with it as if it were a toy.

Feeling it wouldn't be right to stay there any longer, I went outside to play.

While playing outside, those images kept spinning in my mind; I returned home without even playing for half an hour.

The door to parent’s room was still closed—did it mean they were still at it? I felt anxious again and peeked through the gap in the door.

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