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

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I couldn't help but wonder what special quality Papa possessed and she must have heard my moans and she is also begging papa to impregnate her and give her a baby girl. I thought to myself: if my   daughter, Bujji, also uttered those same words—"Impregnate me; if I bear a daughter by you, I’ll have her lose her virginity to you as well"—then this couldn't simply be dismissed as random words spoken in the heat of lust. It implied there was something hidden in Papa’s lovemaking—something I didn't yet know or understand.  I am 100% sure that bujji is not acting or making it up, I can see real passion in her eyes, she must be badly missing her real dad

As I watched my husband having sex with my daughter, listening to the words they spoke while engaging in the act with her own father, I felt myelf becoming aroused and frenzied. Watching them passionately and hungrily surrender to him, I thought, "Oh my... Prathap, what kind of test are you putting me through? You insisted that if we get sons, I provoke my sons into mounting me... that I shouldn't sleep with any other man until I’d slept with my own sons... I didn't realize it when we made the bet, but now it’s becoming clear. Watching you go wild and fuck our daughter right before my eyes—feeling aroused yet going without a cock inside me—is more than I can bear, Prathap. Now I understand your true motive for the bet: you wanted me accept you mount our daughter  as soon as possible. Watching these acts right in front of me without getting fucked myself is impossible for me.



I watched Papa fucking Bujji with mounting lust.

Just as Bujji, grinding her body against her father Papa's cock, passionately pleaded, "Fuck me, Dad... fuck your daughter with raw lust and make me completely yours..."

When Bujji passionately urged him to "fuck hard," Papa couldn't hold back; he wrapped his arms tightly around her and began thrusting vigorously, moving only his hips to pleasure her pussy. Bujji was lost in a blissful trance, savoring the sensation of her father’s cock thrusting deep into her youthful soft folds—stretching the walls of her vagina, rubbing firmly against every nerve ending, and moving rhythmically within her. For two or three minutes, she remained silent, completely absorbed in the intoxicating pleasure of his thrusting. Having already spent some time in the bathroom watching our wild sex and having brought Bujji to orgasm earlier through oral stimulation—this brief, intense bout of fucking triggered yet another small climax for Bujji. With that, a torrent of words poured uncontrollably from her lips:



"Sss... Ah... Daddy... Oh my... the way you fuck, Daddy... Ah... Sss... You are truly unmatched when it comes to pleasuring a girl, Daddy... Fuck me, Daddy... Ah... True pleasure is right here, Daddy... It lies in the way you fuck... Fuck me, Daddy... Fuck me every day... till my papa comes back from America.. adopt me dad..  Fuck me passionately every night and give me this pleasure, Daddy... Ah... Sss...fuck me and my mom also …. Along with this mom… we three will make you happy… Every night... I want this pleasure. Dad... please don't send me away... don't deprive me of this pleasure... fuck this mom in front of me and make her pregnant and give me a little sis who can lick my pussy and suck your snake daddy" As Bujji spoke in graphic detail about how much she craved her father's fucking...

Papa embraced his daughter even more passionately, saying, "I'll fuck you... my darling girl... I'll fuck you... I'll fuck you, and your mother all together... From now on, I am the husband to all three of you... and a husband has to fuck his wife every night to satisfy her, right, darling? That's why... from now on, I'll fuck all three of my wives every night..." Saying this, Papa began to fuck his daughter Bujji with intense lust...

Surprised to hear her father call her his wife, she asked, "What do you mean, Dad? How can I be your wife?" As Bujji spoke, I was listening to the conversation—pricked up my ears, eagerly waiting to hear what answer Papa would give.

Smiling at his daughter's question, Papa explained: "In the old days, kings would engage in sexual intimacy with women they fancied—with the women's consent—and then declare, 'From now on, you are my wife.' That practice of marrying a woman after having sex with her was known as 'Gandharva Vivaham.' Since you and your mom willingly chose to lie in my bed and have sex with me, it means I have entered into a 'Gandharva Vivaham' with both of you."

I intervened in their conversation, saying, "Oh, stop it... you really go too far. Don't fill the girl’s  heads with such nonsense and corrupt their minds."

"I didn't like you just standing on the side lines like that... You could have joined us too, couldn't you?" As Papa said this to me...

Bujji chimed in—squeezing her father even tighter in her embrace and blissfully savoring the pleasure of his cock pounding deep inside her pussy—"Even though you have two young wives by your side, and have been fucking your first wife daily for ten years, it doesn't look like your desire for her has waned at all."

I got up, planted a kiss on your father's cheek, and asked, "But what if the girl the King fancies doesn't want to marry him? What happens then?"

Papa turned to the side and kissed Bujji on the lips, saying, "Back then, the King would force himself upon a girl—what we would call r a p e today—and then declare, 'From this day on, you are my wife.' If a King declared a woman he had forced himself upon to be his wife, it was called a 'Rakshasa Vivaham' (Demonic Marriage)."

Just then, Bujji said playfully, "Darling... you came to me only after fucking your real wife first. If you don't perform a 'Rakshasa Vivaham' with me now, I’ll have to perform one with you."

Laughing, Papa said, "So, you want a 'Rakshasa Vivaham'? Just wait—you're done for today in my hands." He slid his arms under Bujji’s armpits, clasping them tightly over her shoulders to pin her down, and began thrusting his hard cock vigorously into her pussy, lifting his hips with great force.

He was thrusting so powerfully that every time his cock drove deep into her pussy, Bujji’s body would slide a good distance up the bed.



As those forceful thrusts drove deep into the very depths of her pussy, she moaned, "Ah... oh god... sss... mmm... ah... oh my... my waist is breaking... ah... gently... Daddy... hiss... mmm... ah... Daddy... oh my... I can see heaven, Daddy... ah... oh my... Can a cock-thrust really hit this hard and go this deep? Daddy...? ah... You are a master at this, Daddy... ah... Any woman would have to surrender to your fucking... I suppose that’s why my friend in ground floor was telling me this evening... 'I want to get fucked by your dad again... can't you help me out?' she asked... She’s completely captivated by your fucking, Daddy... ah... It’s true... any girl who gets fucked by you... has to surrender to your fucking... I’ve surrendered to your fucking too, Daddy... ah... Thrust, Daddy... just like that... hiss... ah... oh my... I don’t know what power the Goddess of Lust gave your cock... but once you slide it into a woman’s pussy... that’s it... that woman... ah... hiss... Daddy... that woman... for lifetimes... mmm... ah... Daddy... ah... oh my... for lifetimes... hiss... ah... has to surrender to you, Daddy...

And now, in this lifetime, I’ve surrendered to you too... Daddy... fuck me... Daddy... your daughter-wife... your wife-daughter... am I your daughter...? Or your wife...? Ah... Daddy... I am... your wife... Daddy... Fuck this wife of yours... every day... every night... to your heart's content, Daddy... your young, new wife... Daddy... your young wife... all alone... Ah... Daddy... Ah-ha... how can you leave your young wife... all alone in bed, Daddy? Ah... Sss... when night falls... Sss... Ah... when it's night... Daddy... Ah... Mmm... Sss... when night falls... Mmm... shove your cock... your... Mmm... young wife's pussy... Ah... Daddy... Mmm... Ah... Daddy... I'm cumming... Sss... Ah... I'm cumming... Ah... Daddy... just like that... thrust... thrust hard... Ah... just like that... thrust... Ah... Ah... just like that... when night falls... your golden cock... Daddy... your... golden... Ah... Mmm... Ah... cock... Daddy... shove it into your young wife's pussy...

Ah... Ah... Mmm... Mmm... Ah... Daddy... shove it into your young wife's pussy... until your young wife's pussy is satisfied... Ah... Daddy... in your young wife's pussy... the itch... Ah... to satisfy it... Ah... Daddy... Ah... to satisfy it... fuck... fuck... and give me pleasure... Daddy... give me pleasure... Mmmm... Ssss... Mmmmm... Ssss... Ahhh... Da...ddy... Ahhh..." — saying this, Bujji reached her climax. As she experienced the peak of pleasure, she clung tightly to Papa... Seeing his own daughter lose all inhibition, speaking so lewdly while getting fucked by him and reaching orgasm, Papa himself neared his own climax.

Even after Bujji had already reached her peak, Papa didn't stop; he kept right on fucking her. The relentless, powerful thrusts into her pussy—continuing even after that initial intense climax—doubled the sexual ecstasy Bujji was feeling. Moaning, she cried out, "Ah... Daddy... don't stop, Daddy... don't stop... Ah... pound it... just like that, pound it... Sss... Ah... amazing... Daddy... your fucking is amazing... Having a father like you is the fruit of good fortune from a past life... Ah... pound it harder... stronger..." As she said this, Bujji began thrusting her pussy upwards, actively meeting her father's powerful strokes.

As his own daughter got wild, thrusting back and taking his cock, Papa grew even more frenzied, pounding into Bujji with intense lust. With every deep thrust of his cock into her pussy, Bujji began to reach a climax. "Oh... Dad... the way you fuck, Dad... Ah... fuck me, Dad... fuck me to your heart's content... I'm yours... your daughter... for your cock... Sss... Ah... Dad... thrust just like that... Oh... it's amazing, Dad... your fucking is amazing... Ah... Dad... my pussy is craving your cock... Sss... Ah... amazing... Dad... my pussy is craving your cock... to be fucked... Sss... Mmm... Ah... Dad... to be fucked... my pussy... Mmm... Ah... Dad... whenever you want, come... into your daughter's pussy... Dad... Ah... Sss... Ah... amazing... fuck me, Dad.



Just like that... hard... thrust, Daddy... whenever you feel like it... shove your cock into my pussy with raw passion... Ah... Daddy... fuck me... Daddy... fuck me... with such intensity... satisfy that craving for my pussy... sss... ah... satisfy it, Daddy... the craving for your daughter's pussy... Ah... Daddy... my own father... Daddy... that craving... Ah... satisfy it... the fortune of giving such pleasure... how many girls get this... Ah... Daddy... ah... sss... you are in a league of your own, Daddy... how many women get this, Daddy... I am yours, Daddy... make me completely yours, ravish my womanhood to your heart's content... make me yours... Daddy... ah... ah... ah..." As she said this, Bujji—amidst a series of orgasms—reached the final, most powerful peak of pleasure; moaning "Ah... ah... mmm... Daddy... mmm... ah...", she clung tightly to her father in his embrace.



As his daughter let loose and spoke in such a provocative manner, Papa, too, neared his climax; he held his daughter in a tight embrace and thrust into her with intense passion. While anyone would normally relish the pleasure of such vigorous thrusting, there comes a point where even enjoying the pleasure becomes difficult—and Bujji was in exactly that state now. After being driven wild by her own father’s furious, lust-filled thrusting—indulging to her heart's content and experiencing wave after wave of orgasms until she could barely handle the intensity—Bujji, in a state of ecstatic delirium, pleaded with him: "Ah... Dad... let it go, Dad... let it all out... fill me completely with your semen. Don't worry about the possibility of pregnancy... just let it go... fill my womb to the brim.

I would happily bear you a daughter; I am of childbearing age now. I would give birth to a girl like me, and to repay the debt I owe you for being your daughter, I would have her lose her virginity to you—that is how I would repay you, Dad." Hearing her daughter speak in such a dazed, intoxicated state, begging to be impregnated by him, I —who was nearby—was startled. I couldn't help but wonder, "There is some mysterious, inexplicable magic in the way my husband fucks... otherwise, why does every woman who sleeps with him beg him to get her pregnant?" Papa was nearing his climax, but he gritted his teeth and held back his ejaculation; feeling the peak approaching, he began fucking his   daughter, Bujji, with renewed, lustful intensity. Unable to withstand the force of her father’s thrusts as he pounded into her pussy, Bujji began to plead with him: "Let it go, Dad... release your semen inside me... I can't hold back anymore..."



The more his daughter begged him to stop, the more Papa’s lust surged. Driven into a frenzy, he said, "I'm close, darling... I'm about to come too... just hold on a little longer..." and began thrusting his cock powerfully and rapidly into Bujji’s pussy. Unable to bear the intensity, Bujji slapped her father’s back repeatedly and kicked his buttocks with her heels, pleading, "Dad... I can't take it... Dad... let go... please... let go." As her heels struck his buttocks, Papa’s cock slid even deeper into the recesses of Bujji’s pussy; its head forced its way past the cervix and slipped right into her womb.

Overwhelmed by the exquisite sensation caused by the friction against her cervix—and already on the verge of climax—Papa ejaculated in rapid spurts, filling his daughter's womb completely with his warm semen. Sealing Bujji’s lips with his own and thrusting his hips deep into her feminine depths, the father, Papa, poured wave after wave of his warm semen until her womb was full.

Savoring the sensation of a potful of semen—warm from her father's virility—sliding deep within her and filling her womb to the brim, she murmured, "Ah... Dad... what immense pleasure you’ve given me... Ah... it’s incredible, Dad... Only a father could give his own daughter such pleasure... Thanks, Dad... thank you so much... Don't move, Dad... stay still until every drop of your semen has soaked deep inside me... Let me fully savor this bliss... Let this one night of lovemaking bless me with a child, Dad... Bless me so I can gift you a daughter just like me..." Speaking with the languid, intoxicating haze of sexual ecstasy, Bujji drifted into a deep sleep within her father's tight embrace.

But papa was in full swing, he didn’t want to let go the opportunity. His cock was in shape and gaining erection fast just seeing the beautiful cute bujji


As Papa’s actions reignited my desire, making my breasts feel heavy and my nipples harden, he gently caressed those erect nipples and cupped my breasts in his palms to gauge their weight. Then, pressing his hands firmly over them, he passionately twisted and squeezed my breasts from the base, occasionally kneading my nipples between his thumb and index finger. "Sss... ah... Prathap... don't arouse me again... I can't... I can't handle it," I moaned in a daze.

"What happens if I do? I want to see what happens when you get worked up," he said, passionately kneading both my breasts with one hand while sliding the other down to firmly grip and squeeze my mound. He slipped his middle finger between my labia, teasingly exploring from end to end, while deliberately touching and kneading my clitoris. "Sss... ah... what are you doing? Prathap... ah... is this how you treat your first wife?" As I murmured drowsily...



"I don't usually do anything to my first wife like this, that too on her birthday, but if she secretly plans a surprise like this ... well, *this* is exactly what I do," Papa said. He turned my face toward his, sealed my lips with his own, and planted a deep, wet kiss. I tried to break free from his grasp, saying, "No, Prathap... enough of this mischief; stop it now." Ignoring my protests, Papa pushed my back onto the mattress and began showering kisses all over my body. "You said something to me earlier, didn't you? Why are you saying 'no' now?" he asked.

"What did I say to you?" I asked, playfully nudging his head away as he nuzzled and rubbed his face against her breasts.

"Oh... have you forgotten already? If you forget so quickly, was the promise you made me just empty air?" Papa asked.

"Why all this teasing without getting to the point, Prathap?" I asked, acting coy.

"Alright then, I'll say it... what was it you said to me earlier?" Papa asked. "What *did* I say?" "I," he began. "Earlier, you said, 'This Vimala is yours... she belongs entirely to you... fuck me, Prathap... fuck your Vimala... fuck me with raw lust. Whenever you get an erection, come and bury it deep within the folds of my pussy... satisfy your craving, Prathap. I am yours; my entire being belongs to you. Turn me into a whore and fuck me, Prathap. From now on, this Vimala is your whore... I am your whore. If you ever get angry with this whore of yours, treat me like one—send me to another man's bed and have me fucked like a whore, Prathap.' You said that, didn't you? Well, I have an erection again now. According to your promise, whenever I get an erection, I’m supposed to come and bury it in the folds of your pussy to satisfy my craving, right?" Papa said playfully.

Papa had said this merely to tease me, but I took his words very seriously. I, who until that moment had been saying "No, Prathap, no," pulled him onto myself the instant he spoke those words; I sealed my lips against his, slid my tongue into his mouth to taste his saliva, and—spreading my thighs—guided his already swelling, erect cock toward the folds of my parted labia, pressing the head of it against my opening while lifting my hips and firmly pulling his waist against my own.

As Papa’s cock surged fully erect, parting my folds and causing my labia to bunch up, it slid deep into me, rubbing firmly against my vaginal walls until the head of his cock drove all the way in, striking the base of my womb and coming to a halt. As it hit that deep point, I gasped—"Sss... ah... sss... mmm... ah... Prathap... oh God... this is the pleasure that makes me want to be your whore." Showering Papa’s face with kisses, I added, "Do you believe me now when I say I’m ready to remain your whore forever?"

Moved by the love in my words, Papa embraced me wholeheartedly. "I’ll never let you go... you’ll always be my whore—my darling whore, Vimala," he said, before beginning to fuck me again with intense passion. Just as he was thrusting vigorously, I and Papa looked into each other's eyes.

"If you speak with that kind of raw passion, I'll finish too quickly... Ask me, Vimala, ask me," Papa said coaxingly.

Blushing deeply, I said, "Fuck me, Prathap... fuck me... I want it so badly... Will you fuck me hard one more time?"

"Ah... you slut... the way you ask for it is so incredibly arousing." As Papa thrust his cock hard and fast into my pussy—*thud, thud*—I moaned, "Ah... Prathap... ah... yes... ah... just like that... *hiss*... ah... pound it... pound my pussy with your cock... *hiss*... fuck me, Prathap." With my eyes half-closed, lost in the intoxicating pleasure of his thrusting, I lifted her hips to meet his strokes. "You slut... you're so horny... taking it with such intense passion... you horny bitch," he muttered, pounding her furiously. Papa had never experienced such pleasure in sex before; he hadn't even realized such ecstasy was possible until this moment. "Ah... I'm close... go faster... do it harder," I murmured in a daze.



We were aware of the fact that our beautiful daughter is sleeping next to us after being pounded by her papa. Perhaps its time she gets one more round

"Ah... I'm about to cum too... Say it one more time... that you're my slut," Papa said, thrusting his cock vigorously and powerfully into my pussy. "Ah... Prathap... ah... I'm your slut... Prathap... ah... fuck your slut to your heart's content, Prathap... ah... Prathap... I'm your slut... Prathap... your slut is lying right here in your bed, Prathap... fuck me,... fuck your slut hard..." As I moaned in ecstasy amidst the powerful thrusts, he replied, "I'll fuck you, you slut... I'll fuck you... I'll fuck my darling slut hard..." Then, crying out, "Ah... I... I'm coming," Papa drove his cock deep into me and pumped his hot, thick semen, filling my lower belly.  This is the seed that was responsible for your birth Vinni.

Just as I was on the verge of my own climax, feeling his warm semen spraying inside me, I experienced a powerful orgasm. "Ah... Prathap..." I gasped, wrapping myself tightly around him, biting and clinging to his body; I kept her eyes closed for a while, blissfully savoring the lingering pleasure of the lovemaking.

After resting in each other's arms for one minute...  

Papa suddenly got up andslid his hands under her daughter’s back and up to her shoulders, gripping them firmly for leverage; channelling all his strength into his hips, he began to thrust his cock with fierce intensity—Thapakk, Thapakk—driving it deep into the very depths of her pussy with powerful, rhythmic strokes... Thapakk, Thapakk, Thapakk, Thapakk...  the little girl jerked in sleep and opening her eyes saw papa was on her again with his thick cock deep inside her tight pussy

"Ah... papa... Ah... Thapakk, Thapakk, Thapakk, Thapakk... Ah... ah... Thapakk, Thapakk, Thapakk, Thapakk... Ah... ah... ah... Thapakk, Thapakk, Thapakk, Thapakk... dad... dad... Ah... ah... Thapakk, Thapakk, Thapakk, Thapakk... Oh god... dad... my insides are being shaken up... dad... Ah... ah... ah... ah... Thapakk, Thapakk, Thapakk, Thapakk... Ah... just like that, dad... just like that... thrust... thrust even harder... Ah... ah... Thapakk, Thapakk, Thapakk, Thapakk... Oh god... I can see heaven, Prathap... I can see heaven... Thapakk, Thapakk, Thapakk, Thapakk... It's getting close, dad... don't stop... harder... even harder... Ah... dad... Thapakk, Thapakk, Thapakk, Thapakk... Ah... ah... dad..." she was moaning loud and murmuring like this



This provoked papa more and he increased his intensity and in sudden jerk he released his hot cum deep inside her womb again and releasing only one tranche and holding it back he moved on me and inserted his still hot rod inside my swollen cum laden pussy and made exactly two strokes and released second tranche in me and got up and entered bujji again and released third and final tranche and then collapsed on her

That was one wild night and mixing of our juices.. all three of us.. gave the desired results and soon I became pregnant and we both thanked our bujji. She used to come regularly to our house to help me and whenever possible get her quota of sex from her papa. We were very careful that her parents didn’t get any doubt.

After giving us such pleasure and gift, she left to USA .. exactly on the day of your birth. Very emotional scenes for me and papa and we couldn’t thank that bujji enough to give us this bujji..

Bujji will always be special to us.. whether that bujji or this bujji.



Aunty stopped her narration.. allowing the emotional Vinni hug both of them and cry.. along with them.. for few minutes… it was very heavy for all of them to absorb these emotions.

They were silent for almost a week after that !!!

One bujji left and another bujji arrived in their lives !!!