Adultery The Glass Dolls (victims of the nature) (Upd July 26)

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One day Vinni was doing her home work in the living room, uncle and aunty were in kitchen. After a while Vinni heard mom crying. She never heard cries, its always the pleasure filled moans. She got curious and went near to the dining area to hear the conversation more clearly

“Prathap, I cant stay away from you for 12 long months. Dear, its so tough on me and the younger one”

“honey, don’t worry.. do you think I also like to abstain from all these worldly pleasures ? but what to do”

“dear, I understand why you are doing all this.. to save our loving kid.. you have chosen the tough way, in spite of having an easier way”

“Vimmu, tough or easy, at the end our baby should be happy.. that’s all we want and I cant live without her and so you”




“I know.. we are living for her.. we wont let her leave this world without tasting the pleasure of love and passion especially from her super hero like you who have been so patient with me in spite of me unable conceive for so long, any other husband would have ditched his wife long back but you chose to be with me, you showed and showered your love on me and finally with the help of bujji we got our bujji,  I want you to do same on this bujji and we all should fight together and show the world any adversity can be fought with determination and love”

“honey, that’s exactly I am also doing. Thanks to that bujji, god gave us this bujji and to save this bujji , the 12 months of staying away from the worldly pleasures is the only medicine for our lovely daughter, and as you know each every upcoming scare is more dangerous than previous one, that’s why I don’t want to take any chance honey”

“you are so kind dear but can this little girl stand this time ? the bonding between you both is growing day by day and its going to be tough not to atleast touch her for 12 months”

“it’s tough and that’s what it is.. hopefully this will be the last instance of my doing this bachelorhood niyamam”

There was silence for some time and Vinni didn’t understand the entire conversation fully but one thing is clear that papa is doing this 12 months niyamam to save her.. that itself is such a shocking news to her.. such a devastating piece of information and then they are referring to another girl called bujji, who is she ?

“honey, what you mean by this is the last niyamam?”

“Vimmu, I will leave that to your imagination, I will remind you once again, I will do anything to save her, not just save her but also show her what she deserves to get from this beautiful world and from her super hero. Life without love is meaningless. You gave her life, I will give her life once again and also I will give her love too”

“Prathap, I am so happy , this adversity is bringing us together much more stronger and showing her what she would have got much later now itself. It’s a blessing in disguise. Honey, I am with you on this, its tough for me to handle your absence but I will overcome that and also help our daughter overcome that”

Vinni heard them coming out, so she quickly ran to sofa and grabbed her book

Uncle came out to living room hiding his tears and bent down to kiss her on forehead

Vinni is not supposed to know the death scare, but since its not intentional, its ok

(.) (.)

Next day Vinni after dinner raised the topic of “that” bujji

“papa, can I ask you some thing”

“haa… ask”



“who is that bujji ?”

“what do you mean by that bujji.. you are our bujji”

“papa, don’t tell lies, I heard you in sleep murmuring something about bujji”

“how do you know I am murmuring, you sleep in other room right”

“yes, I sleep in other room but in the morning some times I come to your room to say good morning”

“ok”

“what do you mean by ok.. tell me who is that ?”

“it must be you only bujji”

“no papa, you told something like bujji, why did you leave me and go to America”

Both Prathap and Vimala were shocked. They looked at each other. Finally aunty opened up.

“Vinni, you are right. We have another bujji in our lives and because of her only you were borned, since she helped us so much, we still cant forget her. Anyway one day we must tell you this story but that day came little early. Ok baby, listen carefully and don’t share this with any one”

Vinni was shocked but happy that mom wanted to share the story of that bujjy

“ok mom… carry on..”

Aunty started narrating



Baby, after our marriage we tried many things but I was not able to conceive in spite of no medical issues with any of us. This was causing frustration and already 10 years were over and the society pressure was also increasing. I was almost going to depression, how many times I would have dreamt I had a cute son and I played with him. But god was not kind to us

I started thinking a lot and finally I thought I must try this option also.. no stone unturned.. anything to get pregnancy.

It was my birthday.. we stopped celebrating birthdays but on insisting of someone I had to agree and that someone made all the arrangements and made my day special .. that someone arranged special bed for us. Decorated like first night.

Papa and we were so happy at this sudden surprises


I was stunned to see papa suddenly pounce on me like a ravenous lion when I was on bed waiting for him. Before I could even grasp what was happening, his heavy body crashed onto me. Without any preamble, he forced my thighs apart with his knees and drove his erect cock deep into the folds of my vagina. He gripped my shoulders for leverage and thrust furiously; lifting my hips, he would pull his cock back to the edge of my vaginal lips before driving it forcefully all the way in, striking the base of my womb. 

His cock slammed repeatedly against the depths of my vagina, its head forcing open the cervix and plunging right into the mouth of my womb, only to withdraw back to the entrance. As it thrust back in—moving with twice the speed of its withdrawal—it grazed the vaginal walls and tore deep into my passage, forcefully parting the opening of my cervix and caressing the innermost depths of my womanhood; I let out a sharp, ecstatic cry...



"Ah... Prathap... you're killing me... oh God... what intensity... ah... my pussy feels like it's tearing from your speed... ah... oh... ah... Prathap... ah... oh... amazing... ah... yes... just like that... ah... yes... thrust... thrust even harder..." Clinging to papa passionately, I began to savor the exquisite pleasure of those powerful thrusts pounding into my pussy. Determined to pleasure me on this special day, your papa grew wilder upon hearing my moans of lust which were unusual,  he began to fuck my pussy with renewed intensity and vigor, pounding into my depth with relentless force—Dhadd, Dhadd, Dhadd, Dhadd—thrusting with raw passion...

"Ah... Prathap... ah... amazing... Dhadd, Dhadd, Dhadd, Dhadd... you're killing me... Prathap... you're killing me... amazing... ah... yes... ah... Dhadd, Dhadd, Dhadd, Dhadd... ah... Prathap... ah... Dhadd, Dhadd..." Thwack... thwack... Just like that... the true, raw woman within me suddenly awakened... Thwack... thwack... thwack... thwack... Ah... you son of a bitch... ah... this is what fucking is... Thwack... thwack... thwack... thwack... Ah... Prathap... this is what real manhood is... Thwack... thwack... thwack... thwack... Ah... you son of a bitch... fuck me... Thwack... thwack... thwack... thwack... Ah... ah... fuck me, you pussy-fucker... ah... fuck... Thwack... thwack... thwack... thwack... Ah... you fucker... thrust harder... ah... fuck me... you mother fucker... ah... that's it... that's what fucking is... 

Thwack... thwack... thwack... thwack... Ah... ah... you pussy-fucker... fucking isn't just about shoving your cock in and moving it around, you son of a bitch... Thwack... thwack... thwack... thwack... Ah... ah... this is what fucking is... Thwack... thwack... thwack... thwack... Ah... ah... ah... fuck your mother... ah... that's it... thrust... ah... you son of a bitch... this is what fucking is... you son of a bitch... I swear... you must have impregnated your own mother before you were even born, and then birthed yourself out of her... you fucker... I  launched into a tirade in my uncharacteristic style.

Papa fazed and performing the act of sex with intense fervor—thrust his hips rhythmically, exerting all his strength to drive his cock deep into my swollen pussy with heavy, resounding thuds... Thud, thud, thud, thud...

  

"Ah... fuck me, Prathap... fuck... ah... this is what fucking is... you son of a bitch... ah... oh god... the way you're fucking me... thud, thud, thud, thud... ah... ah... oh... oh... fuck your wife's pussy... thrust... thrust even harder... thud, thud, thud, thud... oh god... ah... that's it... thud, thud, thud, thud... ah... ah... oh... oh... you son of a bitch, you're really working your wife... fuck me, fuck... thud, thud, thud, thud... ah... ah... oh... oh... 

your son is fucking your wife... thud, thud, thud, thud... son of a bitch... the way you're fucking... thud, thud, thud, thud... ah... did your father put you to sleep next to your mother...?  You're fucking with such intensity... thud... thud... thud... thud... Ah... ah... aa... aa... you son of a bitch... thud... thud... thud... thud... I know... you must have put your son to sleep next to your wife... thud... thud... thud... thud... Otherwise... you wouldn't have this much pent-up lust... this much intensity... you pussy-fucking bastard... thud... thud... thud... thud... Ah... ah... fuck your mother... 

I didn't see this much intensity in you when you fucked me the other night... what happened in just one day, you pussy-fucking bastard... that you're going wild like this... thud... thud... thud... thud... Ah... tell me... speak... thud... thud... thud... thud... Ah... fuck me... fuck me, you son of a bitch... thud... thud... thud... thud... Ah... Prathap... ah... ah... I'm getting close... thud... thud... thud... thud... Ah... don't stop... don't stop... fuck... fuck with even more intensity... thud... thud... thud... thud... Ah... ah... 

Prathap... ah... Prathap... ah... you're showing me heaven... you're showing me heaven... thud... thud... thud... thud... Ah... you're a real man... Prathap... ah... amazing... ah... thud... thud... thud... thud... This... I haven't experienced such fucking pleasure in a long time, Prathap... ah... thud-thud-thud-thud... Prathap... Prathap... Prathap..." I  was moaning deliriously.

Papa got egged on like any thing and he is at his peak mauling my pussy depths and giving me more deeper fuck.. I renewed my moaning and even crying

“thud... thud... thud... thud... Ah... ah... Prathap... ah... Prathap... ah... you're showing me heaven... you're showing me heaven... thud... thud... thud... thud... Ah... you're a real man... Prathap... ah... amazing... ah... thud... thud... thud... thud... fuck me harder.. give me a daughter… a baby girl.. I will raise her and make you fuck her… yeah you mother fucker… will fuck your daughter… my daughter… make me pregnant you bastard… 

harder.. more… make our daughter pregnant ….ahhhhh… yeah.. like that… thud... thud... thud... thud... Ah... ah... Prathap... ah... Prathap.. fuckkkk… uffffff… make me pregnant…. You mother fucker… I will give birth to a baby girl… fukkkkk…. Ahhhhh… and make you fuckkkkk her… along with me… ohhh… fuckkkk us both… together…. Now itself… Prathap… I cant wait… here is your daughter… our daughter…. Our sweet baby… fuckkkk her toooooooo”




Suddenly the bujji appeared from bathroom. Papa was stunned because he was not expecting this. She is the person who made all arrangements for my birthday. She stays in opposite house and she is like you.. a sweet doll.. always in her loving dad’s lap. As her dad left to America on project work she became dull and using this special occasion as an opportunity I played sentimental card. I told her the plan. She needed her papa and I needed my pregnancy. She accepted as we are nice people”


Uncle stopped aunty at this point and added some more details
 

“Baby, yeah .. she was a sweet cute doll. Sometimes she used to come to our house and play with mom and she was close to me also. I used to hug her some times but never had any dirty feelings on her and many times we were jealous on opposite uncle as he had such a beautiful daughter. We wished she was our daughter, her name is Vineetha. Yes you heard it right. Because of her help only you came to this world , so we named you after her. Sadly she left to America on the day you were born. God took away one bujji and gave us another bujji… this time our real daughter..

Ok honey, continue”

Vinni was stunned and was curious to know what happened next

Aunty continued

As per my request she accepted to join us on the special night she arranged

She was hiding in bathroom and came out as per our plan and when she came out, she was stark naked and she lied on the bed.. spreading her pussy lips.

Uncle again interrupted aunty and told



“Baby.. I never saw such a young unshaven pussy with rosy lips and thick pussy lips and layers of red pussy topped with half inch wide honey color clitoris.. such a young body she has, I was surprised at her boldness and the way she was looking at me without any inhibitions and even begging me come hard at her as she was missing her dad, I thought she was a well trained young girl born to please her dad.. what a lucky bastard he was.. ok sorry honey, continue”

Aunty picked up again

As papa withdrew his cock from my pussy, his semen—mingled with my juices—clung to it, stretching out in long, sticky strands; he then climbed onto our new daughter bujji and thrust his cock forcefully straight into her young red hairless pussy.

Vinni/Bujji had been waiting in anticipation—wondering when her father would climb onto her and slide his cock inside her pussy (Bujji was imaging her real father in place of your father).  Bujji, who had been waiting with burning desire since a month, parted her thighs as her father climbed onto her, preparing herself to receive his erect cock. Her father's manhood—already slick and wet from her mom’s juices—thrust sharply in a single motion, sinking deep until the base of his shaft hit the entrance of her vagina. With no more room left in her depths for it to go any further, the head of papa’s cock slammed against the opening of her cervix and stopped. "Sss... Ah... Daddy... Ah... Oh God... Easy, Daddy... I'm not Mom—I can't handle it if you thrust that hard... Oh... it hurts," Bujji moaned.

Papa kissed her lips while passionately kneading her breasts with both hands. "I'm sorry, dear... coming straight from mom to you meant my cock was already soaked in fluids; it slipped deep inside you much faster and more forcefully than I intended... Did it hurt?" He said tenderly...

Clinging tightly to her father, Bujji said, "It's alright, Dad... It hurt when it first plunged deep inside me, but now that you’ve filled me up completely, it feels wonderful." As she spoke, she locked her lips with his and kissed him passionately. For five or ten minutes, the father and daughter savored the pleasure of each other's embrace—sucking and licking each other's lips, tangling their tongues, sharing wet kisses, and engaging in playful tongue battles. 

Eventually, an intense, tingling sensation in her pussy made it impossible for Bujji to stay still; she began grinding her pelvis against her father’s cock and said lustfully, "Fuck me, Dad... fuck your daughter with raw passion and make me completely yours."

Hearing my  daughter Bujji say, "Fuck me, Dad... fuck your daughter with raw passion and make me completely yours," was one thing—but a not so familiar girl saying so lustfully is another thing... Watching her surrender herself to my husband, I was startled. What was it? What was so extraordinary about Papa? Why did she become so completely captivated by him, pleading, "Make me entirely yours, Daddy"? Not only that, but she would say, "Impregnate me; if I bear a daughter by you, I’ll have her lose her virginity to you as well."