Adultery Hot Family Secrets (Updated : July 03)

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With my mom around, Dad couldn't really get handsy with me—except for the occasional squeeze of my buttocks or a pinch on my waist when mom wasn't looking. I was burning with a craving to have him do things to me. I was struggling to contain myself, feeling restless and agitated. We were both waiting for the right moment, but aside from fleeting chances for quick, playful touches, no real opportunity had come up.

Inside one of the rooms, Dad was looking through the open cupboards. I walked up to him and said, "Mom  has gone downstairs." Dad looked at me.

"Don't do anything to me. She'll be back up in ten minutes," I said, stretching my body languidly.

"If you say 'don't do anything,' doesn't that actually mean 'do something'?" Dad said, grabbing hold of me. 



Twirling coyly, I said, "Oh, Dad... what are you doing? You shouldn't hold your daughter like this. It wouldn't look good if mom saw." Dad suddenly pressed his palm against the curve of my waist and asked,

"How about holding it like this, then?"

I sighed, "Hmm..." and said, "You really shouldn't hold it there."

"Then where should I hold it?" he asked, placing both hands on my waist this time and gently pressing the curves.



I moaned softly, "Ooh... Dad! mom might come back..." As soon as I said that, Dad suddenly pulled me into the narrow space beside the cupboard.

"Oh, Dad! What is this!?" I said, feigning nervousness.

Dad pinned me against the wall and said, "I wanted to make sure your mom didn't see..."

"Hmm... so? You shouldn't pull your daughter aside like this."

"I need to do something with you..."

"Oh... what is it?"

"I thought we could have some fun playing a game before your mom gets back..."

"What game?"

"The game we played on the bed last night..." (some times while giving good night kiss to me, papa gently fondle my big boobs as I mostly wear bra and panty only before sleeping with anna sleeping in another room)

 

"Ugh... that's wrong, Dad! You shouldn't play like that with your daughter."

"Alright, I won't just play superficially like that..."

"Oh... why are you squeezing like that!?"

"You let me squeeze everything yesterday, didn't you? Why are you saying this now?"

"I don't know... back then, I didn't feel like saying no while you were squeezing."

"Alright, don't say no now, either."

"Mm... oh... does it feel good to you when you press it like that?"

"Will you press it too?"

"Press what?"

"You saw it that day, didn't you? That thing..."

"Mm... I'm not pressing anything..." As I said that, Dad pulled my hand and placed it against the front of his lungi. I could feel it pressing hard against my palm.

"Press it..." Dad said.

"Dad, no, Dad... it's wrong..." I said, pressing it gently. Perhaps because it was the first time I’d held it, a shiver ran through my whole body the moment I pressed it.

Dad leaned forward and asked, "Does it feel good?"

I sighed, "Hmm..." and said,

"You're a bad daddy."

"Why?"

"Do you get like this even when you look at your daughter?"

"How did it get like this?"

"Just like this, hard..." he said, squeezing firmly.

"But is it right to have your daughter massage you like this?" I asked.

"How about you take off my lungi and massage it?"

"Ugh! Have you no shame? Why would I take off your lungi?"

"Seeing you, your dad's cock got really hard... I was hoping you'd lay me down and..."

"Oh god... ugh... the way he talks..."

"Mm... take it out and massage it..."

"Mm-mm..."

"Alright then, just massage it over the top..." he said, placing his hands on my breasts. 



"What a size, girl! No matter how much I squeeze, I can't get enough," he said, giving them a rough squeeze.

I moaned, "Mm... let go, Dad... mom will be back in five minutes."

Dad said, "Oh! We still have five minutes!?" and hugged me passionately, biting my lip.

"Hiss... why are you biting like that?"

"Okay, I won't bite... I'll suck on it..."

"Hiss... oh god... you're killing me, Dad..."

"Mm... *smack*..."

"Mm... *hiss*..."

"You're so incredibly hot..."

"*Hiss*... oh god... Dad..."

"Shall we continue what we stopped last night?"

"What was that!?"

"You know, the treasure hidden beneath your panties..."

"Hiss... Dad... no..."

"It's *my* treasure, after all..."

"Mm... don't put your hand there, Dad... Hiss... oh god... you did it! … Oh my Dad... hmm... okay, hold it right there... *hiss*... oh, don't push your hand inside like that, Dad... *hiss*... mmm... oh... did you push it in?! Mmm..."



"Oh my... have the juices already started flowing like this!?"

"Mmm... wouldn't they flow if you keep teasing it like that!?"

"Alright, shall we go to the bathroom and see how much has leaked?"

"No, let's not..."

"Why?"

"Once we go there, you won't be able to keep your hands off me."

"What will I do?"

"You'll end up doing all sorts of things to it."

"To what!?"

"To your daughter's treasure..."

"Then *you* rub your dad's tool instead."

"Ew, I shouldn't rub Dad's..."

"You're rubbing it from the outside anyway, right? What would happen if you took it out and rubbed it!?"

"I don't know... *hiss*... why do you always squeeze the ones at the back? Do you like them that much?"

"Mmm... do you know how wonderful they are?"

"How should I know? You're always staring at them so hungrily; *you* should know."

"You keep turning them around *because* you want me to look at them..."

"I don't turn them around. Oh... *hiss*... Dad..."

"Oh... just holding them makes it feel like everything is flowing out..."

"Hmm... oh... what happens when you press right there?"

"Sorry dear, I forgot about the ones in front... shall I do something?"

"What is it!?"

"I'll squeeze the ones at the back and bite the ones in front."

“Oh... you could press even harder, you know...”

“Mmm... Oh, Dad... Ah... Umm... Hiss... Mmm... Oh... don't bite so hard, Dad... Mmm... Ah...”

“Oh... just press it like that... why don't you undo the zip a bit and slip your hand inside...”

“Oh no, mom might walk in... Mmm... Oh... the zip won't budge. Mmm... Ugh... is this the sort of thing you make your daughter do?”

“It’s best when it’s a daughter. Pull the underwear down.”

“Oh, I’m not pulling it... Hiss... don't bite... okay, I'll pull it...”

“Hiss... Oh... it feels so good when your hand touches it...”

“Hiss... why is it so hot, Dad?”

“Then put it in there and cool it down...”

“Hiss... don't fiddle with it there, Dad... alright, wait... let me spread my legs a bit... Mmm...”

“Mmm... it’s so soft...”

“Hiss... are you going to tear my panties!?”

“That’s why she asked me to come into the bathroom. Because there, I could take off your panties and really work on your pussy...”

“Ugh... Dad, you shouldn't talk to your daughter like that... it’s shameless...”

“You’re grabbing and squeezing Dad’s cock—don’t *you* have any shame?”



“I’m squeezing it because it’s *my* dad’s cock... Oh god... ugh... I’m starting to use dirty language too.”

“That’s nothing; you’ll say even more when I’m actually fucking you.”

“Oh, you’re so eager... just wanting to fuck your daughter...”

“Did you think I’d let you go without fucking you?”

“You shouldn't fuck your daughter, Dad...”

“But wouldn't it be great to get fucked by your dad? So, when are you going to let me fuck you?”

“I’m not going to let you fuck me.”

“You don't have to *let* me. I’m going to fuck you so hard your pussy swells up...”

“Hiss... Dad... mmm... ah... don't tease it like that... oh... ah...”

“Oh... keep moving like that... it feels so good... mmm... mmm...”

“Hiss... why is it so hard, Dad!?”

“Umm... ah... to push it inside, it needs to be hard just like this. Mmm... keep thrusting like that... hss...”

“Ah... Daddy... mmm... ah... just like that... mmm... it’s burning down there, Daddy...”

“Aah... mmm... oh my... hearing you say that makes me want to mount you right here... mmm...”

“Mmm... no, Daddy... mmm... oh... you really want to put that huge thing in...”

“It’s fine; your treasure will swallow up my ‘tool...”

“Ugh! You have absolutely no shame. Oh my... look at how he’s fingering his daughter’s pussy...”

“Mmm... hss... oh, this panty is in the way... don’t wear bras or panties when I’m around from now on...”

“Mmm... if I don’t wear them, you’ll get too... oh... Daddy... ah... don’t finger so hard... mmm...”

“I’m getting so worked up just looking at you... tell me...”

“Uss... what should I say!?”

“When I’m at home...”

“Mmm... okay... I won’t wear them at home...”

“Mmm... hss... then I’m definitely going to fuck you this time...”

“Mmm... Sis might come... ah... she’s coming... let go now, Daddy...”

“Oh... you say ‘let go,’ yet you’re squeezing mine so hard?”

“Mmm... Ah... Daddy... Mmm... Oh my... Ugh... I really shouldn't be wearing these panties... Ah...”

“Hiss... Mmm... You could bend down a little...”

“Oh my... He’s telling his own daughter to bend over without a second thought... Ugh... Mmm...”

“Why are you swaying like that, my darling daughter?”

“Mmm... Suck hard, Daddy... Mmm... Push it in deeper...”

“Just fingers don't seem to be enough for you...”

“Mmm... Are you going to push *that* in then!?”

“Push what?”

“Your... uh... co... ah... mmm... cock... Hiss...”

“Ah... ah... Hiss... Shall I push it in?”

“Mmm... No...”

“Why?”

“You shouldn't push it in like that with your daughter... Umm... Just tease/probe a little inside, Daddy... Hiss...”

“You’ll let me tease, but won't you let me fuck you?”

“You only teased because I asked? Oh... mmm...”

“So, you mean I should just fuck you without asking...”

“Ah... Umm... Ugh... Mmm...” Just as we were both getting heated up, the doorbell rang. We hurriedly composed ourselves. After Dad adjusted his lungi, I gave it a quick squeeze and said, “Ugh! You have no shame, letting your daughter fondle you like that,” before rushing off to open the door.

   

Tulasi paused her narration to check the reaction from Smitha and uncle

Both of them were stunned at the teasing encounter between dad and daughter as narrated so erotically by Tulasi as if it happened between her and uncle.

Smitha was in fact jelous that papa did that teasing with Tulasi assuming Tulasi as his daughter. Smitha , though not involved in the role play, started feeing shy in front of papa.

Santhosh also felt very good hearing that narration of Tulasi who acted as if she was Smitha



In fact he held Tulasi’s arm and kissed her erotically and said “dear, continue this narration, I really felt very good… things that I could have done with my daughter but didn’t do for whatever reason, you are doing them in the role play. What you say Smitha ?”, asked Santhosh

Smitha also was leaning on papa from other side and kissing his cheeks said in a husky voice “yeah papa.. the role play was so erotic, I really felt so good and in fact thinking that it really happened between us is making my dash dash wet.. ufffff… thanks Tulasi… go on and tell more”

Tulasi felt happy that the role play went on well, so she wanted to continue the same role play act.. she thought for a while and started the narration