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What is the limit to the parental love… of opposite gender ? is it appropriate to be like this touching private parts ? if not why the body is thinking in different direction ignoring the orders from the mind.. if body and mind both belong to the same person why what one is doing is wrong ? other is right? Can both sync and act in same manner ?

These are the questions that a young girl like Amala couldn’t find answers to… if IIT student cant crack it then these are genuine questions that anyone can get.. extending same logic, are Kamala, Kishore also hugging each other naked like this ? naked ? yeah.. almost.. papa is just wearing lungi which opened at the most appropriate area and I am just wearing a skimpy panty that too because papa scolded me and the top is not able to cover adequately my fast growing boobs.. just 2 months back only bought this night gown and already I am feeling it tight.. growing age.. growing assets..

When I tipped my hip back towards papa’s dick that’s when the real magic happened.. my small growing pussy is welcomed by a firm hand shake by hard stiff nine inch dick (neither I saw it nor I measured it, just a guess… if it is a guess why not 10 or 11.. ok, sounds good. 11 inch long dick) has touched my pussy juices and also kissed the small area between my pussy lips.. by now the panty gave way to my moves and the thin thread type panty (yes, being a village girl would anyone believe I would buy thread model panty ? I did.. just last week when papa confirmed he is also coming along with me to Delhi)

He is moving forward, I am moving backward resulting in a deadlock.. now dick head is sandwiched  between my tender thighs feeling the naked pussy.. I want him to go back first but how can he when his dick head is tightly gripped by my pussy lips.. how can I go forward my pussy is kissing his dick head and feeling the warmth and love of some one who is so dear to me.. being in that state for another 10 minutes has taken me to the heights of pleasure and happiness that I genuinely feel every girl of my age should experience .. doesn’t matter its your boy friend or brother of father or uncle..

Thinking of boy friend.. Kishore is an annoying type , nagging in nature but otherwise he can be a good boy friend.. two months back I never thought I would think about such things as boy friend.. what happened ? cultural shift ? does everyone in city think like this only? Before I could answer myself heard a cough and I swiftly moved away from papa maintaining some distance but definitely not adjusting my panty nor gown..

After another two hours Ashok has to wake up for using bathroom.. he opened his eyes and went to bathroom not noticing Amala… while coming back and entering the bed from other side he noticed that her gown went all the way up onto her stomach while her transparent panty is not able to hide her just blossoming beauty.. some thing that tells us that she is not a girl anymore.. she has become a woman.. well , what is the difference..

Girl is someone not fully developed and hence not ready for being with a boy.. if she does then be ready to be exploited .. where as woman is some one matured enough to handle herself.. good or bad.. a decision has to be taken they will take.. and bear the outcome.. Amala is in that league now.. well by birth she is intelligent , that’s why this IIT seat.. now coupled with beauty she has blossomed into a fully grown up woman .. some one who has immense beauty and intense body.. her flat stomach and the top with just one button carrying the burden of holding those fast growing melons..

Enough is enough.. he closed his eyes.. in fact he noticed his hard on when peeing which is unusual at this age.. something strange has happened which woke up my dick before me.. I usually wake up around 2 am for bio break but today I woke up at 1 AM itself which means  by dick didn’t sleep and was working over time.. even now its refusing to die down.. closing my eyes and trying catch some sleep, I noticed something strange.. Amala has lifted her left leg and put on my thighs.. deep in sleep, she is feeling for my dick with hand… my god.. what is she doing

She took out my hard dick from my lungi and is caressing my dick head and moving her groin up and trying to touch my dick with her pussy.. is she conscious ? I coughed .. no reaction.. so she is doing all this in sleep.. I am about to remove her hand from my dick , its then I realized her chest is crushing my right shoulder and her top is now completely open now after the thin straps have fallen off.. her sharp pencil nipples are piercing my shoulder..and unknowingly I moved my right arm around her neck and pulled her into my tight hug.. wait.. why did I do this ?

Now she is feeling more comfortable with her head on my chest and her entire body is on my body and I patting her head with warmth and love… a feeling I always used to enjoy with wife.. cuddling , kissing , caressing , feeling the body is the best part of the love..

Now she has made sure my dick inside her panty sliding on the outer pussy lips which are laden with warm juices and the heat inside that cozy panty is feeling my dick head to relax well.. another five minutes in that state and don’t know what happened she on her own moved away and I am little disappointed .. little is an understatement considering the torture my dick is undergoing since 10 PM.. anyway time to sleep

After some time Amala woke up as AC is too much and she noticed the fully erect dick touching the ceiling .. she couldn’t believe it is so big and fully erect .. at this age.. she has covered it with lungi and adjusted AC and tried to sleep.. my god.. what a beast.. never saw something so big.. as if I saw so many dicks…once I saw brother dick accidentally few years back .. it was limp and not even half of this size..

Don’t know what happened.. sweating again.. is it due to AC settings or the mammoth dick ? I went up and changed the AC back to the original settings.. still my heart beat is not coming to normal levels and the sweating is not stopped… I felt suffocated and I went and drank some water.. still its same situation.. I need help.. woke up papa…”Papa.. I am not getting sleep..” .. touching my forehead and feeling my body.. “Amala, you don’t have fever .. may be some bad dream.. come baby. Come and sleep on me.. you will be comfortable and all the ill thoughts will go away.. you are such a beautiful young girl.. all the eyes were on you on the airport.,. some evil forces trying to disturb you.. come and sleep…”

I felt so happy and slept on papa.. completely on him.. placing my head on his chest and my legs on his legs, hugging his strong body I closed my eyes.. he is tapping my head and telling a bed time story that mom used to tell in child hood.. Amala.. a strong young man will come crossing the seven oceans searching for this beautiful angel.. Amala , you deserve to be treated like a princess.. you are so nice and intelligent your life will be wonderful with that boy..

She immediately raised her head and with moist eyes.. she playfully slapping him on the cheeks, she moans “no papa.. no boy will be as good as you.. not even half.. I will be with you forever.. forever..” , she is not telling in emotion, she is sincere , the slight shakiness in the voice would tell she is serious.. not extending the argument, he mellows down her on to his chest and starts tapping her back and says “baby.. your wish.. first sleep.. sleep.. sleep..”

As if there is some magic in his voice she slipped into a deep sleep… what a place to be sleeping.. on top of someone so dear to you and so comforting to you… he also got good sleep..

Around 8 AM, they both woke up from sleep at same time and kissing her cheeks he says good morning.. thanks papa, never got such a sound sleep, from now on  your chest is my pillow… says Amala and kisses back.. now realizing the dress and their state they both laugh looking at each other and adjusting his lungi and hiding the hard on . he feels apologetic … AC effect.. too cold right ?

She also laughs and says yeah I also feel same.. anyway feels so nice to feel our bodies , right ?

Hummm

She goes to bathroom to freshen up and after a while she shouts papa…

He jumps from the bed and pushes the bathroom door that was never locked… now.. he is completely shocked !!!

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Fast forward to 3 days..

Its her first day in the hostel and Amala has checked in the morning. Every thing is so different from what she has witnessed so far in her life. North Indian culture, too much hindi, fast girls and on top of that too much ragging.. Couldn’t see any Telugu speaking girl yet in the hostel and after eating that breakfast (parota, curd) she could not digest..

10 AM and she is resting in the room along with her room mates.. Saritha from Mumbai.. Arpitha from Punjab.. After a while , someone banged the door hard.. Saritha went and opened the door.. then came tow seniors.. they are looking so angry and shouting at the girls “why you girls are inside, you want to avoid ragging ?”.  One girl closed the door and went and sat next to Arpitha.. The senior girl Shilpa has opened her bag and pulled a dildi.. 12 inch long dildo..

Looking at that mammoth dildo, Anitha started shivering … she is about to cry and then the other senior girl Anvitha came and sat next to Anitha cajoling her “dear.. don’t get scared.. all the girls will have to go through this period.. just 10 days, relax and enjoy.. this campus is far better… in other colleges.. girls have to dirty things to boys..” , while placing her hand around Anitha and making her comfortable..

The other room mate Saritha is asked to  stand and watch..

Shilpa to Arpitha

“Arpitha.. do you have  a boy friend “

“Didi… yeah.. why are you asking”

“Answer the questions… don’t ask me questions”

“sorry didi”

“ok.. how many times he fucked you”

“hmmm.. sorry… cant tell”
Shilpa got up and removed her bottom and slowly rubbing the dildo on her pussy… “if you tell lies the punishment will be harder.. open your panty and show me your pussy… I will tell how many times its pounded..open”..

By now Arpitha came to a decision, cant lie and better cooperate .. looking into Shilpa and pulling her panty, she displayed her neatly trimmed pussy… Looking at that pussy which is so fresh smelling, Shilpa bent forward and gave a light kiss…. Ahhhh.. please stop…

Shilpa is sucking the dildo and opening her mouth, putting enough saliva on the dildo.. she looked at Arpitha with a sexy look… Arpitha , unknowingly , placed her one hand on her right boob and pressed it… Shilpa got the signal and placed the dildo on her pussy and started rubbing slowly

Watching all this,  Anvitha has placed her left hand on Amala’s right boob and right hand on her thighs.. Amala is helpless.. Anvitha is bending forward and smelling her cheeks “looks like you are so fresh.. do you have any boy friend dear”

Amala closing her eyes and trying to resist told no… Anvitha is not surprised “You are looking so beautiful , some one might have kissed you.. right ?”… no answer… Anvitha has slipped in her hand into her top and picked up the boob and started caressing it.. “baby, cooperate and tell the answers.. I am not as nice as Shilpa” , pulling out double dicked dildo… my god.. Amala got shock.. she knows where those two dicks will go… one in pussy hole.. another in ass hole…

“baby.. tell.. any one kissed you ?”

“mmm… mmmm…”

“tell.. I don’t have patience..”

“yes..”

“yes for what ? some one kissed you?”

“yes..”

“ok.. thought so.. such  a beautiful girl , many boys would have tried to kiss you… how many kissed you so far”

“one”

“ok.. any one pressed you boobs”

“yes..”

“how many ?”

“two”

“interesting.. so three men would have licked your pussy then”

“no”

“means no one licked your pussy”

“please.. stop asking these … please”

“ok.. then be ready for double penetration.. ok”

“please”

“then answer.. how many licked your pussy”

“one”

“ok.. so you are not a virgin.. interesting.. open your pussy and show me”

“please… cant do it”

“ok.. then bend on your knees bitch.. I will fuck your holes”

“didi.. please..”

“if you answer my questions.. the treatment will be mild.. tell .. did you give a blow job to anyone?”

“hmmm.. please”

“don’t waste my time.. this is the last warning bitch”

“yes..”

“how many dicks ?”

“two..”

“wow.. interesting.. one person kissed, two persons pressed your boobs, one person licked your pussy and two persons got blow job from you.. ok.. how many fucked you”

“none”

“don’t tell lies.. how many fucked you “

“didi.. please.. stop.. no one fucked me”

“ok.. did you feel you wanted to be fucked”

“yes”

“ok.. now you are telling truth”

“then why didn’t you fuck him ?”

“I wanted to.. but he didn’t want to”

“interesting.. why would any one not fuck you ?”

“don’t know”

“is it the same person who kissed, pressed, licked and got blow job from you?”

“yes..”

“hmmm.. interesting.. do you still want to be fucked by him”

“yes..”

“ok baby.. I can see your pussy is responding to that thought.. its leaking”

“hmm”

“did you have any quarrel with him ?”

“no”

“is some other girl in his mind”

“no”

“is some other girl trying to be fucked by him”

“yes”

“wow.. interesting story.. then.. did he fuck her?”

“no”

“how do you know ? he would have cheated you already”

“he is not that type”

“ok.. who is the other person who got blow job from you and didn’t fuck you”

“cant tell his name”

“ok.. why he didn’t fuck you?”

“he is ready.. I am not”

“some other girl in his life”

“may be not..”

“then why you don’t want to be fucked by him”

“cant tell..”

“ok.. can I fuck that guy?”

“which guy?”

“the guy who didn’t fuck you”

“its your wish”

“ok.. can I fuck the other guy”

“no.. will complaint to security officer”

“you are talking as if he is your husband”

Silence

“ok.. show me his picture”

“cant..”

“why ?”

“cant…”

“why ?”

“because he is my papa”

By now Amala is crying and bending on her knees, lifting her gown up showing her pussy though panty which is already wet..

All the 4 girls in that room are shocked .. this is some thing strange.. such an innocent god fearing beautiful village girl wanting to be fucked by her father ? heard of many stories in hostels.. but this is completely unbelievable .. heard of girls being cozy with brothers.. hugging , kissing and feeling each other body.. but this…

Anvitha got up and said “Sorry Amala.. for being rude.. Shilpa, lets go.. let the girls take rest” kissing Amala on her forehead..

Amala while wiping her tears said thanks didi… while leaving Anvitha says “Amala.. all the best.. this place is not right for you.. so innocent, gullible , naïve… you can be easily manipulated.. please stay with known persons”

After the seniors left, the other tow room mates came and consoled Amala.. “Amala, you are so lucky to have such pure love from someone so dear to you” ,says Arpita holding her hands.. Saritha also echoes the same thing.. “Amala.. yes, don’t stay in the hostel.. be with your papa as days scholar and attend the classes”

Amala is silent.. the thoughts and memories of being with her papa are still haunting her.. such a beautiful stay in the hotel with papa.. lovely 3 days.. so much love and concern and knowing each other so deep is something that’s not planned but needed.. after all papa is alone in his life without mom..

The love he is showing on me is mainly because of mom.. he loves her so much that he is seeing her in me…

3 days back when I shouted papa from the bathroom.. he came running into the bathroom and seeing me naked.. yes.. naked… he thought I might have opened the hot water tap once again and he came running scared.. but there was no drop of water on my body which is completely naked.. I didn’t open hot water tap nor cold water tap.. I opened the tap of love.. that I want to be drenched and immersed .. feeling that love, I played this prank on papa..

But seeing me like this he shouted “what happened Amala”

I kept silence and feeling shy I said “papa.. I want you to shower me.. please.. “

He got so angry, he kicked the commode and went back to the room..

I knew I am asking too much and I have started taking shower.. half way through the shower , papa came back again and said “sorry Amala.. I cant do this.. if you feel I should be here, I can stand here but cant do what you asked..”

I was not expecting this from papa and I felt vert happy.. I said immediately “papa.. you are so nice.. cant see me sad even for 5 minutes .. no need.. go back, I will complete the shower and come”

Papa went back and I finished my shower, wrapped the towel around me covering my fast growing boobs and thick  thighs.. I came out like an angel.. looking at me in awe.. papa in a trans got up and came near to me and lifted me and threw on the bed with that wet towel.. I am in shock and at the same time thinking what will papa do now ? not to disappoint me he decided to compensate my wish in a different manner

What happened  in next 15 minutes is something that I would never forget.. putting aside all his inhibitions he played with me like a kid.. something that he always wanted to do but controlled himself as it is not proper … this he told later..

When I was thrown on the bed like that, my body jumped on that spring mattress and my towel came out which I cared little off.. seeing my fully blossomed body and looking at my face wanting to be kissed passionately by papa.. he realized that he should pursue this path and set aside the inhibitions and social stigma.. he bent forward on me touching his nose on my navel and making bubbles with his mouth.. he was waving and blowing hot hair on my navel making me tickle..

He is playing with my body like a kid.. tickling my waist.. kissing my navel.. making waves on stomach .. whatever he is doing I am not able to control that tickling feeling .. I am trying to push him aside but his strong body has covered me so much I can only wriggle and he knows I cant fight much and I am actually enjoying that.. when he is doing that my small yet firm boobs are holding on and slightly jumping up and down drawing his attention in  between and my erect sharp nipples are looking so beautiful to even me that I felt for the first time I am a beautiful girl with nice attractive body .. something which I never paid attention to so far.. not anymore

Papa is kissing, licking and even biting that entire stomach area inch by inch.. my deep navel.. he is inserting his tongue and twirling it inside making me go mad… issss… papa…mmmm.. stop….ahhhh.. please…. My moans are actually encouraging him and my sexy voice and feeble attempt to push him aside have emboldened him and his eyes on looking up on my firm boobs.. I for one second felt shy closing my eyes the way papa is looking into my face between those two handy twins.. I know his intentions by now and I stopped resisting , in fact unknowingly I even pushed my hips up a little making my pussy stand up and touch papas chin as he is kissing my deep navel

After spending almost 10 minutes on that area between my boobs and pussy.. he moved up a bit wanting to kiss my boobs which are by now eager to be crushed in his rough hands.. his eyes have lit up seeing my firm boobs.. Kashmiri apple color.. with slight bra scars.. on my slightly plump body.. never exposed my boobs like that naked.. even while sleeping in grandma house I always wear bra in night.. now I am exposing my fully grown boobs which are stiff , handy topped with half inch long honey color pencil sharp nipples.. as a girl I am jealous about my body.. then look at papa.. his joy has no boundaries and he is preparing himself for a massive attack on them and that’s when the door bell rang..

Immediately we got up.. I went to bathroom with that towel.. papa went and answered the door.. its Kamala asking if we can go down for breakfast.. that’s when we realized our phones are in silent mode..

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-9-

While getting down the elevator I was looking angrily at Kamla akka.. she came right at the dot.. another 5 minutes late, papa would have sucked my boobs… not knowing the reason Kamala asked why are you so moody Amala ?

I kept quite and Kishore added salt to the injury “akka.. she is always like that.. leave it”

I controlled my anger and kept quite

In the restaurant there are many girls who just came out of sleep in shorts and skimpy tops.. I was shocked looking at them.. airport is better.. here even some aunties are wearing shorts.. I picked up the plate and started moving along the buffet spread… about to cry as I couldn’t identify many of these dishes.. picked up some fruits, and a boiled egg onto my plate.. while walking and having a look at the menu , the boiled egg was rolling on my plate and about to fall down , that’s when Kishore picked up the falling egg and saved me from embarrassment ..

Every time I am about to fall he comes to my rescue .. thanking him I said Kishore there is nothing I can eat, help me here…

He is pleasantly surprised that I am asking him instead of papa.. Kishore smiled back and said “don’t worry Amala.. they have live section outside.. I will order some fresh dosa and omelet for you.. is it ok”

Hearing that word dosa.. my hunger came back.. thanking him once again I said

“Kishore , I want masala dosa”

“madam , I am not the server.. ask that chef outside”

“please, order for me Kishore..”

“ok.. will do.. you are looking cute in this knee length skirt and white top”

“thanks Kishore.. this is the only short skirt I have.. cant come with long skirt every where.. look at those girls wearing skimpy dresses”

“Amala don’t worry about them.. wear what you are comfortable with.. you are so cute and good looking than those girls exposing their skin”

“really?”

“yeah.. anyway we are going to mall , akka will buy some nice cloths for you.. you will look beautiful in traditional dresses.. don’t worry about others.. some girls think dress will enhance their beauty but it’s the innocence and purity of your face that glows and attracts attention.. did you notice in the airport how many boys are looking at you”

“yeah.. thanks Kishore”

Papa and Kamala akka are in some deep conversation while I am chatting with Kishore.. for the first time I got a good opinion on him.. enjoying the south Indian breakfast with his help I thanked him lot of times.. I need someone to be with me and help me in getting acquainted with this city atmosphere and its Kishore who can do that job..

After completing the breakfast we went up and this time akka invited us to their room..

We are chatting and laughing knowing each other and seeing I am enjoying the conversation akka complimented my smile.. “Amala, don’t be moody , it doesn’t suit you.. always be like this …smiling”

I said thanks and asked her to help me in shopping..

After a while we all went to nearby mall.. its so big and modern glittering with lights and some live band.. I could see life is different here.. so many girls and boys are moving together holding hands and hugging and even kissing .. I am holding papa’s hands and leaning on his arms I am walking slowly.. walking.. walking.. so much walking…

Escalator came and with my long skirt I felt I need to be conscious about myself and holding the rail with one hand and lifting my skirt up with other hand I somehow stepped in successfully.. again .. while its time to step down.. I am shivering and seeing my tension, papa patted my shoulders and gave confidence to me.. go girl go.. world is not for timid people… and girls like you are easy pray to the wild animals in this society.. be brave and face it.. I am with you dear.. so much kindness and love in papa’s eyes that gave me strength and conviction.. I confidently stepped down without a flutter..

For the first time I got confidence on me.. walking confidently I looked at papa and conveyed my gratitude..  holding me while I am falling and then touching boobs is what Kishore has done many times.. but patting on my back , giving me encouragement and making me not fall is what papa did.. see the difference.. ok.. what Kishore did may not be wrong but what papa did is right !!!

Akka took my hand and walking towards a shop.. Kishore is fallowing akka.. she looked at him and told “bro.. this is girls inner were shop .. why are you coming ?” .. I couldn’t stop my laugh and the look I gave to Kishore made him even more angry..

Akka bought me some nice dresses .. I could not say no to her as she knows what I should be wearing .. I have also started liking these dresses.. reason I will tell later

While coming out I saw waiting Kishore shaking hand with a young girl and I could see some disappointment in myself for a bit.. I think she is asked for some directions and he helped her..

Papa is not there.. may be he felt uneasy standing outside a lingerie shop.. not like this idiot flirting the girls and even aunties…

After a while papa also came.. we walked some more.. did some more shopping and had lunch there and came back to hotel by 3 pm

As soon as I came , I opened my shopping bag and took the transparent sleeveless gown that I just bought now with the help of akka.. went to bathroom and came out in that short gown without wearing bra .. I am looking like a new girl looking my self in the mirror I couldn’t believe my self.. I walked briskly towards papa who is relaxing in sofa .. as I am walking my boobs are swinging making me shy.. looking into papa’s eyes shyly I asked him how is it..

Papa is in trans looking at me.. first reaction is that of disbelief and disappointment and then quickly changed to happy mood and told “you are looking like an angel darling.. cant believe you transformed so much”.. his deep looks are making me shiver and said apologetically “sorry papa.. this I will wear in front of you only.. not others..its my promise”

A promise I broke later

He offered his arms wide open inviting me to give him a hug.. I quietly settled in his lap.. warm cozy place that I always like and in fact the bulge in his lungee is hitting my crotch already..  hugging me and crushing me he said with a deep voice “baby, you are so cute in this dress and I cant believe you have grown up already” , feeling my tender thighs and even kissing my neck with passion and love.. melting in his arms I took his hands and kissed him on the hands..

“papa.. I missed you so much these days.. due to studies.. now we can be happy together”

Papa is rubbing my thighs and made me relax completely in the sofa.. asking me to lie down with my legs on his lap.. I am enjoying every moment and surrendered  myself to him .. my short gown came up exposing my thighs and even a part of the panty.. milky calves and thick thighs and tender knees.. papa is feeling every inch my legs and even giving my light massage to my ankles… he is pressing, squeezing and applying enough pressure he is making me relaxed.. I playfully touched his semi erect dick with my legs.. which he politely warned me…

Some more massage and this time is rolling his both hands on each my thighs and in the process he himself moved his lungee a bit exposing his fully erect dick by now.. I am shocked he did it volunteer and I liked that fact.. he is making sure his hands are relaxing me and even removed my ankle knots.. taking each finger and cracking it … feels so good.. I am looking at papa with a face that he couldn’t resist and told “baby.. I am matured enough to know what I am doing. I know you are a clever girl and know what is what”

I lifted my right leg up and touched his lips with my leg fingers and said “don’t talk all these papa.. that phase is over now.. we are talking so much since we came here.”

That’s when papa got up naked and walked towards the shopping bag and took out a packet and opened it… he pulled out a beautiful pair of silver anklets .. seeing them my eyes became moist.. when I was kid, papa used to kiss my anklets always and he likes the sound my anklets as I am walking in the house.. again after so many years.. may be he bought when we were in the mall..

Siting down with his still erect dick , he took my right ankle into his hands and putting that anklet.. he made sure the screw doesn’t hurt me.. he kissed the anklet.. again same thing on left ankle.. he is kissing both my toes passionately and even sucking my toe nails.. I could sense a small moan in papa and his warm kisses are making me feel to relax completely and realized my panty is wet by now which papa noticed as my gown went all the way up onto my stomach

I could sense hot air coming out of his nose as he is kissing, sucking, licking each my toe nail and he is stretching his tongue out completely to lick each and every centimeter of each and every toe, hip, calf, chin.. he is even biting wherever there is flesh..

“baby.. you are so good… mmmm.. ahhhh.. so nice your little legs and so tender your calves .. milky shining toes and cute toe nail polish… ahhhhhh… ummmm.. ufff.. I want to lick this beautiful angel.. my goddess.. reason for my life… aaaaaa… hhhhhhh.. “

He is spreading his saliva all over my toes and cleaning it with his tongue and in between touching his dick head with my toe nails.. I am also enjoying every moment and I am begging papa to kiss more

“papa.. don’t show mercy..bite my toes.. lick my ankles.. kiss my new anklets.. suck my heel.. ahhhhh.. so good.. you removed all my tension and pressure there due to long walks in the mall.. thank you so much papa… ahhhh… mmmm… can i… can i…”

“tell baby.. what you want … hmmmm.. so cute”

Without telling papa, I have put both my toes on his dick and started milking his dick with my toes.. papa is in heaven and his moans are growing bigger .. the way I am giving his dick a foot massage I am also liking it.. warm thick dick twirling twisting between my toes.. papa is bending forward and kissing my toe nails as his dick is dancing to my foot work.. he is pressing my thick thighs and that feeling has made me to open my wet panty… exposing my pink beautiful pussy throwing that panty on papa’s face..

Shitt.. what is he doing.. he is licking my panty and smelling it and sucking the juices out of that wet panty… my pussy is itching with that sight and even pressed hard his dick with my feet making him realize what a pervert he is.. he kissed that panty and put it aside .. unable to bear that extreme pleasure I decided to shift gears.. “papa.. its my turn to give you massage.. lets go to the bed”

We moved to the bed.. I made papa kneel on his knees in doggy style, lifting his hip up a bit… his hanging dick is clearly visible from back.. I picked up the moisturizer bottle from bathroom and poured lot of lotion on his buttocks… spreading that slowly I started massaging papa’s buttocks and the ass hole.. my nails are doing magic on his thick ass cheeks and I even put my finger one inch into his ass hole and removed immediately fearing papa will scold me..

As there is no negative reaction from him I gained courage and poured some more lotion in that hole… letting it drip down to his balls and the dick I started feeling his ass.. caressing, massaging and giving slow strokes I made sure he got enough attention there.. with one hand rubbing his ass, I moved my other hand down to his balls and holding the squeezing them lightly I inquired how are you feeling papa…

He is almost dozed off and murmured “baby.. you know how to make papa happy.. go for it.. I am seeing  a new world now.. a place where only you and me are there.. issss… please… ahhhh.. do it. Like that…”

Giving papa happiness is my duty and I decided to go to the next step.. I have slowly inserted my middle finger into his ass hole.. one inch… ahhhh.. two inches…. Ummmmm.. three inches… hmmmm… two fingers… issss… three fingers…. Aaaaaa… now I started stroking his ass hole with my smooth , tiny fingers and I am controlling my desire to lick his ass hole.. instead I pulled out my fingers and put them in my mouth and happily licking my fingers filled with papa’s ass hole juices I am feeling like a princess.. what a life… what a papa…

Again I inserted my fingers and started stroking.. and with other hand working on his balls and base of his dick , I am scratching his balls with my nails and his balls have become so tight with all his juices flowing there… his ass, dick, balls have become slave to my hands and the speed with which I am stroking his ass hole and squeezing his balls and dick he is twisting and twirling  , raising his hip up , now he is on all fours.. his dick hanging down..

I stopped for a while allowing his blood pressure to cool down and asked him to go to washroom and clean himself.. he turned towards me .. his eyes have become red and his looks are begging me to take care of his dick.. when I said go and wash he thought I am done.. he doesn’t know better part is in the waiting.. he moved from bed with a disappointed look and went to wash room and cleaned up himself and dried with a dry towel and came to bed..

I asked him to be on his all fours.. that’s when papa understood something great is coming up.. kneeling on his knees and lifting his hip up with his hanging dick , he surrendered himself to me..

I never watched a porn.. nor talked about these dirty things with friends.. what I am doing is what I am feeling about and coming to me organically.. after cleaning his ass hole with the lotion, now the ass hole is looking pink and smelling good.. I wanted to insert my tongue there in his ass hole but something held me back.. may be some other day..

I bent forward and spreading his ass cheeks , I let my tongue out licking the area between his ass hole and dick balls.. after feeling my warm juicy tongue papa twirled a bit indicating he is liking it

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