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Looking at her shapely body , Ashok says “its ok baby.. you didn’t do it purposefully like Kamala”

She still has that question.. should I change the dress ?

Your choice baby

Hmm.. let it be

She comes closer to her papa and leaning onto his chest she finds comfort.. he puts his arm around her and patting her back.. says “take some rest baby.. you have been travelling since morning .. 1 hour bus journey from village to Vijayawada, then 6 hours train journey and 1 hr cab journey to airport and 2 ½ long flight to Delhi.. sleep baby” , he is patting her back in a rhythm, putting her to sleep.. finding the most assured and comforting place in the world she closes her eyes and goes into a nap..

Time is 5 PM .. he also closes his eyes and goes into sleep..

After a while she starts feeling its too cold and instead of adjusting AC , she hugs her papa tightly and puts her right leg on his legs and goes into sleep again.. he is also feeling the coldness, he wraps the bed sheet around them and hugs her tightly and goes into a sleep.. another one hour.. she is almost leaning on his chest with her chest and lying on him , hugging him closely she closes her eyes..

Around 7 PM , rings his phone.. he opens his eyes and picks up the call.. its Kamala about dinner plans.. looking at his daughter , he says “Amala is sleeping, she is tired.. may be we will meet for breakfast tomorrow morning..” .. Kamala says ok and puts down the phone..

Because of AC and coldness , he needs to go to rest room, but the way she is sleeping completely on him, he cant disturb her.. in between he tries to roll her down , but she is hugging him so tightly he cant remove her grip without waking her up.. its urgent , what to do ? she didn’t wake up inspite of phone ringing means she is in deep sleep..

He has an idea… he places the pillow between both of them .. sliding it slowly.. she is now slowly hugging the pillow , removing her grip on papa… after ascertaining she is completely separated , he slows rolls her down and goes to bathroom… uffff.. what a relief ..
He comes back and slowly turns along with her and pillow onto original position.. she lying on him with pillow in between.. he slowly removes the pillow..  she again starts hugging him.. he places his hand on her head and pats her lovingly .. so cute .. she is a very nice girl.. without mother she would have gone in wrong path, that too since I am busy with business.. but she didn’t.. she chose the right path.. that of making strides in her career ..

Now that objective is met , she should enjoy her youthful days.. responsibly .. after all these days cant come back.. she has a beauty that raises many eyebrows… in the airport all eyes were on her.. not because of her unorthodox dressing .. but she has this cuteness , innocence, genuineness , nativity that many girls of this generation are missing..  she has a body to die for .. Kashmiri apple color skin color .. natural beauty without make up..

Her bulging assets are testimony to her growing age.. she has to be proud of what she has and start feeling like a girl.. being a male parent I cant talk too much on this subject but still we discuss many things openly .. like her wet gown.. as a girl she needs to be aware of her body.. sleeping like this on a male.. even if he is your father is not appropriate, but few things like this can be ignored.. to light a fire , you need a fire.. if this brings some change in her thinking, nothing wrong..

Atleast she has reached an age .. she is not a kid anymore… she is a major , hence has a choice and mindset to decide what she wants..

The way she is sleeping with her cure face and godly innocence , he pats her back in a rhythm to make her sleep more..

Another half hour.. she wakes up from deep sleep.. with her mouth saliva dripping and wetting his chest , she looks apologetically at papa.. he smiles and pinches her cheeks.. you slept hard, that’s what matters.. ok.. get up and fresh up.. will order dinner.. she gets up and pulls her papa also.. takes him to washroom and washes his shirt which is spoilt with her saliva.. he immediately takes off his shirt and says “why clean.. we will put it in laundry”, going out with the shirt.. she washes her face and looks at her thin transparent gown and thinks for a while.. that hotness is gone, should I wear inners ? for some reason decides not to wear

She comes out and picks up menu card.. many names she doesn’t even know.. she only knows village food.. looking at menu, she says curd rice..  Ashok smiles and says “baby, you should start eating north Indian food.. otherwise it would be tough in hostel” , she says “will see.. they will have south Indian options also”

He orders some rotis and curry also.. he switches on tv.. some movie is coming… putting it in mute..
“Amala.. akka asked if they could join for dinner.. should I call them?”

“no papa.. if they come I need to change my dress also.. I am not wearing inners also”

“ok.. that’s why I said no.. may be we will plan tomorrow dinner”

“ok.. day after tomorrow is college admissions ..will take rest tomorrow also”

“ok baby.. your wish.. if needed I will go out with akka for some shopping”

“take that monkey also , otherwise he will annoy me”

“sure.. you also should come”

“why?”

“shopping is for you”

“what you will buy”

“baby.. you saw in the airport and city right.. you need to wear some modern dresses.. akka will help”

“papa.. is it mandatory ? my dress my choice”

“true.. but at least lets buy.. whether to wear or not is your choice.. also if akka leaves, we cant choose the right type of dress also.. “

“hmm.. ok.. she knows all these things..anyway I also need to change to some extent”

Meanwhile food comes.. she is opening curd rice box… he looks at it .. seeing his look, she says “you want some ?” .. he nods his head.. yes or no…. nobody knows.. he says “if you share you will be hungry.. take some roti , I will take some curd rice” , he gives choice

She is not prepared to try roti but cant say no when papa picks up some piece , dips into the curry and puts in her mouth.. she first gives yek look.. but slowly she starts liking.. one more bite.. this is for your mother..

Amala starts crying with the thought of her mother.. he also feels sorry “sorry baby.. while eating I made you cry.. I wont repeat”.. hitting him on the head she says “mother is not there to see me happy, but you are there to see my happiness.. for me mother and father are always special.. if you feed my in the name of mom , I will eat anything .. if you feed me in the name of father, I will drink anything ..cant say no to these two special people”

Wiping his eyes, he orders special lussi.. “anyway you slept till now, you wont sleep early again.. need something to drink”

She is happy eating the food fed by her papa.. after completing the food, came lussi.. he keeps it in fridge..

After relaxing sleep , yummy food.. she feels lazy.. she goes and sits next to papa in sofa who is watching a movie in silent mode.. she watches only Telugu movies but this is foreign movie.. with sub titles in English.  She is leaning and almost put her head in his lap and watching the movie.. looking at the gown which came up a little as she was sliding, its above her thighs .. exposing her milky skin..

Adjusting her dress he says “at least now wear inners.. the heat is gone right” .. she lifts her had up.. in a swift move opens and closes his lungee and says “are you wearing inner then?”.. he is shocked by her act.. she is becoming bold in this new environment and also the privacy we have now here, we cant get it in village .. he pats her head and says “you are becoming naughty” , she smiles and starts watching the movie

Her face is almost hitting his dick.. he is feeling uncomfortable but didn’t want to mess with her as she can surprise me again.. there is a hot kissing scene coming in the movie.. he swiftly changes the channel.. she lifts her head up and smiles at him.. in the next channel its even worse.. the couple are making love in car.. he changes to sports channel.. better.. atleast there will not be kissing scenes

After a while.. cameraman is focusing on hot girls who are jumping and making their balls bounce.. beautiful young girls .. with huge assets.. for some reason his dick has started moving which Amala notices silently ..some more action on the tv.. his hand is caressing her back and he starts relaxing a bit.. loosening up a bit..  the camera man knows who to spot the beauties.. he is making Ashok dick dance a bit.. seeing papa dick dance in the lungee, she gets a naughty idea  and asks “papa where di you meet mom first time?”

He comes to senses and adjusts himself and looking at her , he says “baby. I always wanted to narrate our love story when you are grown up.. but not now.. will tell you later” , he avoids..

She doen't like that and she goes and sleeps on the bed.. he switches off tv and comes and sleeps next to her.. need to pacify her.. placing his hand on her back, he says “ok baby.. will tell.. but don’t scold me”

She gets with with joy and holds his papa’s hands and says “why would I scold you, ok, come on..tell me”

He starts narrating it in few words..

“one day I was coming from college in bicycle , while passing by a beautiful girl, my bicycle slipped and I fell on her and we both rolled down to nearby field.. when I woke up .. I am in 69 position with her”

She didn’t understand what is 69 ? asks the same question.. my god .. how to tell her.. “imagine I am 6 and mom is 9 and we are on top of each other.. my pant zip got opened and her sarri flew upwards and her panty is on my face.. “

I stopped a while… she understood now and laughs “you couldn’t control papa.. its not bicycle mistake.. its your mistake. Then what happened later ?”

“I said sorry but complimented her beauty.. she smilingly got up and went away”

“that’s all ? next ?”

“next day same scene.. this time its not bicycle mistake.. my mistake.. mistake that I didn’t wear inner wear.. isssss.. and she also didn’t .. 69… after feeling each other body for a minute, we said sorry and left”

“ok ok.. I will tell next day”
“tell”

“same scene.. but this time not 69… but 11… your dick pressing her pussy..”

“chhi.. chhi.. you are already spoil baby”

“then tell what happened”

“whatever you said , same thing happened , but you said in a vulgar language”

“ok.. ok.. language is not the point.. feelings , emotions are important”

“then we used to meet regularly and make love behind temple one day.. in mango fields another day.. besides the rice mill.. and even in movie theater “

Amala is laughing and patting him “you look so innocent .. you fucked mom in theater also”

“chhi.. chhi. Not fucked.. just inserted my fingers”

“chhi.. how can you do all these to a girl before marriage”

“because its your mom”

“after fucking her she became mom to me right.. but before only how you fucked her”

“baby.. those days my dick used to be like that and her pussy is used to be like that.. not like you”

She became silent and he realized he slipped his tongue !!!

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6 years back :

“akka.. your brother has pressed my boobs in college”

“osey.. boobs ? where ? looking like a tennis court”

“akkaa.. what to do.. they are not growing”

“so you want bigger boobs”

“haa..”

“ok.. then no issue.. let my brother press your boobs every day , they will grow bigger”

“thanks akaa”

…. … …

“orey .. stop here.. open your mouth”

“akkaa.. sorry”

“chhi.. since when you are smoking cigarettes”

“recently only… friends forced me”

“so.. if friends force you do anything”

“akkaa..”

“ok.. from on.. I will kiss you at night.. stop smoking”

“hey.. super.. you are too good akkaa.. “

5 years back :

She suddenly opened her bathroom to take bath… saw his brother inside.. without closing the door

“what are you doing here in my bathroom , that too without locking it ”

“akkaa.. mom is there in other bathroom”

“then you should have taken my permission”

“for bathroom also? Sleeping with you needs permission.. but using bathroom also ?”

“orey.. you are talking too much.. first get out”

“like this ? dad will kill me”

“orey.. first cover yourself with towel.. “

“why.. its big no”

She enters the bathroom and pulls him by his dick and pushes him outside and closes the door

… … …

“akkaa..can you help me in this math problem”

She bends down and starts solving that complex problem..
“akkaa”

Raising her head “hum”

“you should get married”

That’s when she realized her boobs are popping out as she bent.. she gets up and adjusts her top and says “don’t look at me like that”

“sorry akkaa”

4 years back:

“akkaa.. please don’t leave.. I will also come.. please” , that boy is crying non stop.. Akka hugging her brother wiping his tears “orey.. I am not going too far.. I will keep coming here”.. he is not stopping… mom says “kannaa… its natural .. once married woman has to stay with her husband”..

… … …


“kanna.. you didn’t eat dinner.. don’t stay starved”

“maa.. I want to see akkaa”

“now ?”

“haa..”

“not possible”

“why”

“she must be with her husband”

He throws away the dinner plate

3 years back :

“akkaa.. perhaps its destiny that I should stay with you.. mom and dad died in accident..”

“orey… I am your mother from now on.. lets go.. you will live with me”

… … …

“akkaa.. why are you sad ?”

“nothing”

“you are hiding something akka”

“orey.. focus on your studies, I will join you in IIT training institute”

“akka.. first tell”

Silence

2 years back :

“akkaa I got first rank in mock tests”

“good.. you are my hope now..”

“can I sleep with you akkaa.. bava is not there and you are looking sad”

“orey.. don’t even ask.. from now on you are with me whenever bava goes to Dubai”

1 year back :

“akka.. I am planning to go to Dubai”

“are you mad ? I have so much hope on your career”

“akka.. your life is more important than my career”

“shut up you idiot.. I can solve my problems.. from today you are not sleeping with me”

“akka.. don’t put that big punishment..i cant sleep without you”

“orey.. I want you to be happy and you want me to be happy.. forget about Dubai, focus on you studies.. IIT entrance exam is coming soon”

“sure akka.. if I get IIT , I will take care of your life.. akka.. your brother is always with you.. don’t forget that”

“I know.. that’s why I am happy , without you I would have gone mad”

3 months back :

“akkaa.. I got seat in IIT Delhi computers”

“congrats raa”

“why are you so dull akkaa ?”

“got a phone call from Dubai”
“sorry akka.. “

“its ok.. these things are common.. I am going to surprise you tonight”

“wow”

That night she was sleeping with him.. pulling him on to her, she opened her phone gallery and showed a beautiful girl photo

“akka.. who is she”

“she also got seat in IIT Delhi.. photo came in news papers.. I tracked her.. she will be perfect match to you”

“akkaa.. these days can’t trust girls”

“I am also a girl”

“akkaa.. seriously.. if you prove she is still a virgin.. sorry to use that word.. then I will show interest”

“orey.. are you a virgin?”

“akka.. you are doubting me?”

“I am asking a simple question.. are you a virgin?”

Silence..

“orey , I am not asking why you are not virgin.. but you question girls virginity”

“ok akkaa.. if you are talking about a girl… that too first time.. she must be special”

“I will get her travel plan, we will also book in same train, flight, hotel”

“akkaa.. super..now my dick is raising looking at her cute face… sorry”

“orey , you dick needs control.. these days its causing me lot of head ache”

“means”

“understand.. in the sleep.. where your dick is going ? do you know”

“sorry akka.. I didn’t mean it”

“orey , after an age.. your dick wont listen to you.. you already tasted a pussy.. so it would want more”

“who told I tasted a pussy?”

“you only accepted you are not a virgin”

“akka.. I didn’t fuck any one.. I pressed many girls boobs including you.. some intentional , some accidental.. I also kissed some girls.. including you.. some intentional , some accidental.. I pressed my dick on the buttocks of many girls.. including you.. some intentional , some accidental.. after doing all these things, how can I call myself virgin ? “

Akka is shocked !!!  laughing and hugging him tightly “orey you are a gem.. these days many boys are fucking girls and aunties and they say they are virgins.. just for pressing boobs, kissing you are feeling you are not a virgin”

“akkaa.. I have a dirty mind.. I am not a virgin.. I wanted to see you naked.. I wanted to see you when you are in bathroom.. how can I be a virgin”

“orey.. its natural to ger these thoughts.. its ok.. anyway your wife will be happy”

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Your wife will be happy
Your wife will be happy
Your wife will be happy
Your wife will be happy

In the hotel room, holding his sister hands, Kishore says.. “I wont marry.. I don’t want to leave and go with my wife”

Kamala hitting him on his head “Kishore.. after marriage you have another person in your life.. I cant be there always with you”, pulling him on to her.. while sleeping on the bed.. he say “then find a girl who will not ask you leave our house” ..  she is pinching his cheeks and says “still time is there.. why are you worried from now on..”

“akkaa.. I am not worried about myself.. I am worried about you only”

“ok.. I will ask a straight question”

“ask”

“when you saw Amala in towel like that what was your first thought..”

“akkaa.. I cant lie in front of you.. I wanted to f*ck her every night like a wife.. if at all I will marry, she is the one”

Pushing him aside..”you are spoilt Kishore.. how can you thing about a stranger like that ?”

“akka..i said what I felt.. you didn’t ask me what are my thoughts about her now”

“ok.. tell”

“akka.. her boobs are small.. at the same age yours were bigger”
She pulled his shorts down and pinches his balls.. “you don’t have control on your tongue “

Throwing her away “akkaa.. you have this habit of pinching my balls.. it’s hurting”

“should I cool it down”

“akka. You seem to be in a different mood today”

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Ashok said sorry for that comment that her pussy in this age is not like mom..

Amala took it easy.. “papa.. there is truth in that statement, I am a reserved girl.. typical village girl.. but I am happy for mom.. she found her match in the first meeting itself she offered herself to you. Its every girls wish.. including me.. to meet a boy of our liking and be with him and do anything for him.. age is not an issue.. of course once we cross legal age every one is free to offer her pussy or his dick.. mom found a gem like you .. and hence I came to this world..”

Ashok is always overawed by her clarity in thinking .. its just that she doesn’t discus these matters much.. now that we are alone, she got that courage

“dear.. you are now freely using those cuss words.. you don’t feel shy in front of papa” , pulling her close to his chest

“papa.. I am also a girl.. in village girls talk even more dirty language.. I am talking in front of you because you will understand me… cant talk like this in front of Kishore right” , pressing his chest with hers..

“you have a point there.. now that you are going to see a new world you need that clarity”

“papa.. forget about this world.. mom told one thing.. on her death bed.. Amala, promise me you will take care of papa.. he is a kid inside, still needs to be pampered .. if you love him, he will worship you .. I may not be there anymore with him.. you are my representative .. be with papa.. take care of him.. he will show you a world.. beautiful world.. that you would never have imagined.. You are a smart girl.. be brave.. papa will guide you.. you will reach great heights.. my blessings are always with you”

Amala is crying thinking of her mom and hugging papa.. she is a sensitive girl.. Ashok trying to console her, patting her back and pressing her tightly and pulling her onto his lap.. he lifts her head and wipes her tears “if you cry.. I will also cry.. when your mom expired , I couldn’t even cry as I didn’t want to see tears in your eyes Amala.. at that time only I decided I will make you proud of yourself , our family , our village.. getting IIT seat is one thing but still preserving your virginity and not allowing boys to touch you.. you are a diamond Amala.. You don’t need me baby.. you have it in me to be on your own .. go girl go..”

She is hitting him on cheeks and crying loudly.. “papa.. don’t leave me.. I am nothing without you.. boys didn’t dare to touch me not because of me.. they are scared about you.. I am also a girl.. with desires.. but .. but .. if I find a boy like you … papa.. I will be happy to lose my virginity.. IIT is not the end of life.. life starts with love.. parental love.. first.. then outside love.. papa.. I am not as great as you are thinking”

Holding her head in his hands.. wiping her tears “if you are not great who is ? you will find a boy you like.. every girl needs some one with her… till you find one.. I will be that person..” , kissing her on cheeks

“papa.. even if I find one.. you are not going anywhere.. I have a promise to fulfil for mom.. if you feel you can escape from your wife.. I will be that nagging wife.. wont let you go in wrong path”

“wrong path? Me?”

“papa.. did you not touch akka boobs in the flight”

“chhi.. chhi.. she was only pushing hers onto my elbow..baby.. after your mom was gone, my focus is you only”

“you mean you are thinking about me as your wife”

Pulling her pony tail..”who would want a monkey like you as wife”

“achha.. so another good girl as wife is ok to you then”

“baby.. stop this topic.. mom wont appreciate it”

“papa.. even after she died you are still afraid of mom”

“its fear.. its love.. if you love some one be honest.. dead or alive.. “

“I want a great lover like you in my life papa”

“you will get one.. have patience baby”

“I am not in a hurry at all.. as long as you are with me”

She leans forward and putting her arms around his shoulders.. she puts her head on his right shoulder and closes her eyes.. the way she is sitting on his lap.. spreading her legs and hugging his waist with her legs.. without inners and transparent gown.. she is feeling warmth in papa’s hug and is enjoying every moment of it

Ashok wrapping his arms around her and pulling her tightly on to his chest.. he starts caressing her back .. adjusting her gown properly and playing with her pony tail, twirling, twisting the hair strands.. he remembers his wife .. same feel , same body odour.. like her mom, Amala also doesn’t use perfumes .. she is simple, natural , authentic beauty.. thinking of his wife.. his dick started raising..

Smell of a woman.. feeling the body.. cozily .. like this… his youthful days have come back.. his body started reacting positively to the warmth of that girl’s body and the aroma of her body and the ample assets .. growing assets .. crushing in his tight arms.. he is feeling ecstatic already.. smooth skin.. Kashmiri apple color skin tone .. isss.. saw many girls in airport.. nobody came near to her natual beauty..

Is it proper to be with daughter like this ? what would her mom think… her mom… she only said be like his wife.. indirectly .. being such an intelligent girl, Amala completely understood what her mom said..a promise to fulfil.. to make papa happy..

By now his dick is fully erect and with lungee separating them.. he is trying to be normal.. that’s when Amala moved forward some more.. almost hitting her naked pussy onto his manhood .. by now lungee is also moving and falling off.. his dick head is hitting her skin.. that’s when he decided enough is enough and trying to make her sleep on the bed.. he rolled down along with her..

That’s the mistake he did.. he is on top of her and she tightly hugged him with her legs and pulling him closely.. he almost inserted his dick.. luckily it missed the target and hit her clitoris.. that’s when she moaned and said… papa… hmmm

He gathered courage and slapped her on cheeks and asked her to wear inners..

Realizing her mistake.. she silently got up, picked up  panty and wear it in front of him and came to the bed..
“what about bra?”


“papa.. don’t be nagging.. these days no girl wears inners at home.. even in our village.. I always wear them.. but now.. I like to be like other girls… atleast give me that freedom what to wear..”

“baby.. your body your wish.. but .. but”

“papa.. what happens ? you are the only one in the room.. I told you if that idiot comes I will wear inners”

“its fine baby.. “

“you are telling me all these things.. why you are not wearing underwear.. accidents can happen from either side”

“ok.. ok.. got it”

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-6-

Whenever akka pinches his dick balls, he knows what to do next…she also knows… but these things… akka used to do before marriage but stopped doing after marriage this is first time.. all these days akks maintained the distance  respecting her marital status.. but not any more.. which means she is looking for the old days.. when we used to tease, roll down, hug without any inhibitions.. we never crossed limits but we wanted to be close to each other.. never thought of our gender.. we are one..

Now after 3 years of gap.. Kishore couldn’t hold back.. with his long dick hanging, he reached out Kamala’s waist to tickle her… she knows that’s her weak point and expecting brother will do the same she moved back a little.. he tried to catch her bending forward.. she got up from sofa and heckling him.. you cant catch me.. I am not a kid… his ego is hurt.. he also got up to catch her.. but she is moving around , running around the room

Whenever akka is jumping from bed and running.. her big boobs are swinging and the transparent top is not able to hide her huge melons… not aware of her bounding boobs, Kamala is laughing , heckling and encouraging him to catch her… little she knows he is moving around slowly with a purpose… to see her assets and beauty which he used to adore, feel, touch, caress and even kiss some times before marriage.. but last 3 years she is a different woman

She is running on the bed.. jumping over the sofa.. using all her skills she is moving away from him.. while lifting her gown a bit and running swiftly she is exposing her thunder thighs.. “orey.. why your dick is raising .. never saw him like this.” Gasping for breath , she is commenting on his raising dick.. did she not know she is the reason ? … he is getting into mood.. dick has stopped listening to him.. seeing this she swiftly removed her gown exposing her treasure hidden in pink panty which is well set between the thunder thighs..

Akka has become little fatty after marriage… enhancing her beauty and the glowing skin is making her look like a real house wife.. “akka.. you are not the same girl I saw 3 years back.. you have increased the oomph factor.. stop teasing me… issss” , is he praising her or showing his real intentions… pure milky beauty.. with thunder thighs.. swollen waist.. deep navel.. bouncing boobs.. falling hair.. naughty smile.. inviting eyes and silky smooth body… ahhhh… he is in heaven..

After another few minutes of teasing , jumping, running… she removed the top and thrown at him… his heartbeat stopped for a while… my god… what is she doing… cant take off his eyes from those 38DD melons topped with half inch wide pencil sharp dark tamarind color nipples which are begging to be mauled, pinched, sucked..  before marriage her beauty is not of this high standard… even though the boobs have swagged a bit but they have grown a lot.. that’s why he said akka has bigger boobs than Amala at same age..

Another 2 minutes of running around and finally he decided enough is enough, cant control too long.. he increased the pace, bounced on her, catching and throwing her on bed.. in one single swift movement.. his dick is hitting her panty while her huge melons are being crushed under his chest and with him being kissing distance away from her lips..

Her looks are hitting deep into his moist eyes.. her body is shivering , trying to recoup her breath , she keeps staring at him in awe and wetting her lips , she is preparing for a deep French kiss which she used to give to Kishore on special occasions before marriage.. her sexy eyes, swollen cheeks, wet lips and black thick hair… making him go mad.. resulting in his dick pressing her wet panty more hard indicating his intentions..

She jovially hit him on cheeks and says.. “you want to put that deep into me.. Kishore.. age was never an issue for our love.. we needed to feel our bodies to express our love.. feel .. penetrate.. both are different.. lets stop it..” , kissing him on his cheeks

Thussss.. his dick has started withdrawing and collapsing with those words.. rolling aside, he took her hand and kissed it.. “akka.. we have been like this till 3 years back.. I am glad we are rediscovering our love.. I am not willing to go to reasons… you will only tell when its appropriate.. till then don’t hesitate.. I am here to make you happy… whatever that means to you.. me.. “

While leaning on his chest and pressing his chest with hers.. she puts her arm around his shoulder with love and smiles “Kishore.. you have matured a lot.. I like that.. holding it back is also important.. else your dick will want to smell every pussy.. you are a gem”..

Looking her huge assets.. “akka.. god has given us few things to make us happy.. every boy looks at girls boobs in his first sight.. that’s common.. your boobs are your pride.. your innocence, your love, your beauty .. akka , if my dick raises again, don’t scold me…” , he is open in his conversation… while placing her hand on his limp dick, she says “whatever happens organically , let it happen.. your dick, my boobs.. they were never hindrance to our love.. our joy… even now and in future also they will not distract our love..lets sleep like this… cuddling, hugging, pressing, kissing.. lets not draw boundaries to our love Kishore.. until you find your real love”

He felt bad about that last sentence… “akka.. I want a good looking girl like Amala.. but doesn’t mean I don’t want you.. till I am married, I can do anything .. not answerable to her.. she has her private life, so am I and then there is  a common life between us.. in my private life I can fuck anyone.. she cant question… its my philosophy .. if she doesn’t like that.. she is free to say break up.. I can live without a girl like Amala… but now without you akka”

His voice was trembling when was telling the last sentence.. realizing how much love he has on her.. she bent forward and kissed him on cheeks.. “Kishore.. your life.. your wish.. your dick.. your wish.. I like that concept.. girls are emotional sometimes.. confused and possessive .. no one can separate us..” , she raised her left leg , placing it between his thighs, touching his sleeping dick with her warm thighs..  feeling the sweat and heat.. he says “akka.. lets take shower together.. our bodies are stinking because of running and sweat..”..

She is shocked.. this is not something they did earlier.. taking shower together !!!!

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Switching off all the lights and keeping the bed lamp, Ashok goes and sleep on the sofa while Amala is sleeping on the bed.. she is surprised and yelled at papa .. “don’t start these new things.. come and sleep here”..  he shouts “no.. I am losing control”… “ok then I will only come there then” , replies back Amala

There is no escape for  Ashok.. he gets up and walks up to the bed and sleeps next to her… taking papa’s hand into hers, she asks curiously “losing control means?”… he decides not be drawn into the discussion, he turns her away and puts his right arm around her neck and pulls her closer to his chest and places the other hand on stomach.. where the gown and top are separated.. pressing her smooth deep navel gently..

What a great feeling to both of them.. she also slightly moans and tucks herself into his body while pushing her hips back.. his dick is dancing in his lungee and he is trying hard to keep him quite.. nice natural aroma from her hair.. smooth shoulders and a thin strap on the shoulder holding small yet handy boobs.. he never saw her from this angle before.. always has love but at a distance.. growing up priority is studies.. not distractions like this.. now that she should know the other side of the world, he is being brave..

Feeling each other bodies they slipped into sleep as they had long flight and tiring journey… after couple of deep sleep, Amala still in sleep feels a hard long naked dick between her naked thighs.. papa’s lungee slipped away and his raging cock is finding way between my thighs.. even my gown went upwards exposing my tender thighs and already wet panty.. don’t know why I am leaking so much and wetting the panty.. never been like this.. sometimes in dreams it happens, but today.. its itching there and leaking also..

Papa’s dick is touching my pussy.. of course through panty which is barely covering my swollen juicy pussy.. what to do ? good thing papa forced me to wear panty , otherwise things would have been worse… my itching pussy is feeling happy in the company of papa’s hard dick.. but is it proper ? should I not move away and keep him at a distance ? ok, he is not doing it intentionally , he is asleep.. but I am not right ? why can’t I keep his dick away.. unable to turn back as I am in strong clutches of papa’s arms, at least I can move my hips forward , thus maintaining some distance between the pussy and the dick which are talking to each other ignoring us..

In stead of moving forward, unintentionally my hip moved back putting more pressure on papa’s dick which is now thrusting my pussy lips.. with half open panty .. my breath has stopped for a  while !!!

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