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-14-





After watching the frustrated yet seductive Jyothi madam in cctv monitor all night, Narsingh is unable to control his urge to release his truckload of cum on some pussy, otherwise he may go mad. From guest house cabin he took bigger strides to his hut which is not far away from the guest house. As soon as he reached his hut, he yelled “Lakshmi, where are you?”

Hearing no response he started searching for her behind her hut where their “bathroom” lies. He again shouted for Lakshmi.. this time he heard his daughter voice from the open bathroom “papa.. mummy went out side to get us some milk”



Narsingh heard the sound of water and understood Vennela is taking bath. He was about to open the door to see his naked daughter before he heard his wife Lakshmi’s voice from behind.

“Narsingh, what happened you didn’t come home at all.. you were in the guest house all night”

Narsingh doesn’t have patience to explain all that has happened in the guest house. He turned back and dragged Lakshmi forcefully into the hut and yelled “you cant sleep even one night without me ?”

Seeing into the red eyes of her aged husband, Lakshmi realized Narsingh is in completely frustrated mood.. she knows he goes through this phase whenever some beautiful lady guests arrive in the guest house.. until they fall for her, he would take care of his frustration on her.. the moment he starts enjoying the lady guests, he would completely forget his wife..

So Lakshmi is already prepared for the onslaught which is going to last atleast one hour and he wont mind if their daughter is in the hut and she is watching.. he would be more aggressive in front of Vennela who is happy for her aged father to keep her mother happy


 

Lakshmi also enjoys this extreme forced sex from her husband which happens only when he is in such frustrated mood. But only till a limit, sometimes he crosses that limit and that’s when it becomes unbearable to her even though she likes it rough and harsh sometimes

“There’s a stick in the corner,” she says, her voice calm and measured. And then, after a beat, she says, “Malik.” She knows this delay in calling him by his honorific will cost her, probably in terms of a flogging of her ass.

Narsingh stalks to the end of the room table and picks up the long plastic stick.

She watches as Narsingh pulls it out and hefts it in his hand, slaps it against his palm. She hears the meaty thwack as the plastic strikes flesh.

Lakshmi is prone, on her knees and head, her arms behind her back. Her ass is up in the air, the highest part of her body. Her knees are spread, and she is intensely aware that both her holes are probably exposed to his view should he choose to look. This is the same ritual every time this kind of treatment is meted out to her, that’s why she is already naked

Her position has been so prescribed by her tormentor, not of her choosing. Her neck is twisted and her face is turned toward him and she watches his every move, knowing what is coming next. And she also knows she deserves it.

She wonders if she did it knowingly.

When she walked in, Narsingh had motioned her to come crawling to him.

Just by simple motions of his hands and fingers, he had commanded her to get on all fours and crawl toward him on her hands and knees. Later when she thinks about it, she is amazed at how easy it has become for him to control her. She relives those minutes before she is stuck in this predicament, ass up in the air, telling him about the plastic stick in the corner.

His shorts are already unbuttoned, fly open. He has been waiting. She has no idea how long. He isn’t hard yet, but even semi soft, he looks impressive.



She licks, then sucks him hard. There is more steel in his erection today, Lakshmi senses. She can already guess that today there will be no trouble getting it up more than once, and a part of her welcomes it.

Narsingh rises and shucks his shorts. He is naked from the waist down and his cock is a frightening baton of hardness and menace. His balls hang low and dark and heavy even in that cold room.

She crawls between his splayed legs under his watchful eye and begins. As she begins her ministrations, he sighs, the comfortable sigh of a man getting a little relaxation  at the end of a stressful night. Today, he isn’t as dirty or sweaty or disgusting as the other days.  

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Soon he is hard, the single eyed monster bobbing in front of her face, now tapping her nose, now her mouth. Precum seeps slowly from the pee slit, clear and viscous, and she wonders if it would be okay to lick it without explicit instruction. She awaits further orders, her tongue out, waiting to start fellating him again if that is his preference.

His penis is engorged, has become purple, with thick veins engorged along its surface. It bobs gently in front of her face with his every heartbeat. It seems impossibly large, hard and menacing. She can hardly believe it was in her mouth, can’t believe she was able to take most of it in.

“Hmm,” he says,” pleased with his erection, glistening in the overheads with her thickly coated saliva, “get ready.”

Then, with no more warning, he grabs the back of her head and forces himself into her throat. He is big and long enough that the head of his dick can just about get into her throat and suddenly she is breathless, her nose pressed into the thicket of hair at his groin.

She can’t breathe and the air she has last taken in isn’t adequate. Air hunger sets in within seconds.

Soon, her diaphragm begins to spasm, her body begins to shake uncontrollably and still he holds her down. She flails her hands at him, but she has no strength. Her legs drum a tattoo on the carpeted floor, her heels fly off, but still he holds on.

It seems he is superhuman.

Her eyes are wide and all she can see is the thicket of hair in his groin and his lower abdomen. Blackness starts to creep into the ends of her visual field. She is getting light headed.

Black spots start dancing in front of her eyes. Her hands are curled into fists and she is vaguely aware she is pounding on something. Her body goes stiff, her torso jack knifing, and still he holds her down.

When her diaphragm is spasming almost continuously, by her count, at least a couple of minutes, he pulls her head off his dick. It takes a little effort. His dick makes an audible pop as it comes out of her gullet, like a champagne cork being popped.

She falls back and scuttles back to the wall.

She draws in great whoops of air, ragged sounds emerge from her throat she can hardly credit as her own voice. Weakly, on her butt, she leans against the wall just under the windows and struggles to regain her breath.

She knows her face is a mess. She can feel her mascara running and tears and snot and saliva everywhere.  

Her glasses are almost off, smeared and useless. She takes them off and tosses them away, and immediately her vision is blurry. Everything is now smeared in a soft haze, details gone. But she can sense the sharpening of her other senses. Her hearing, smell, even her thinking seem clearer.

The last time he had face fucked her, used her head like some masturbatory sleeve, she had felt only a shadow of the panic, the loss of air, the feeling of impending suffocation and doom.

Today it was much worse.

Time she took charge and put a stop to this nonsense. It is all very well to have fun and games, but there is a limit. Narsingh needs to know where hers are.

When she can breathe without trouble and her chest stops heaving, anger replaces her earlier panic.

“What the fuck!” She screams at Narsingh when she finally focuses on him. He is still sitting, grinning like a maniac, on the chair.

“How was it?” He says, his voice high and piercing, laughing like a hyena. Evidently, he is getting a big kick out of all this.

He scoots forward on his chair, grinning like an idiot and reaches for her breasts, grabbing the nipples and tweaking them, pulling them, jiggling the generous tit-meat.

She feels the discomfort, but ignores it.  She also knows that her position is significantly weakened by the fact that she is naked, on the floor and getting her tits played with like she is some kind of toy.

A part of her mind replies, yes, you are a toy. A fuck toy, a sex doll. He is going to do whatever he wants with you.

She silences her inner voice and turns to him, shaking her tits free of his hands. His fingers fall away and he lets them fall to his sides.

“What the fuck, Narsingh?” She says again, letting her anger out. Her tone is sharp, cutting. She was a tough lady after all.

Narsingh looks at her with what looks like genuine puzzlement on his face, but there is no fear or contrition. Or even any trace of apology.

He mouths his name, “Narsingh?”

She continues to scream at him, and then his face changes from benign puzzlement to something different entirely. The change in his face is sudden and breath taking.

He gets up from the chair and advances toward her, his face dark, menace in his every gesture, and Lakshmi feels sudden fear turn her insides to water.

What has she gotten herself into? This  space has just transformed into the jungle when only the strong and predatory prevail. A deer cannot think itself to be a predator if there is a lion in the jungle.

He grabs her by the throat with his left hand and pulls her partially up. Not choking her, not yet, but the pressure is there.

She is on her knees, and suddenly her breathing is faster. Her heart is thundering in her chest. He probably doesn’t need to slap her, but he does. Twice. Forehand and backhand. Perhaps to drive the point home.

His face is inches from hers and she can smell his paan masala and bidi breath. Then, very deliberately, he speaks, not shouting, not whispering, just a normal voice. For a moment she wonders if he is a psychopath. Perhaps he is.

“You are a whore,” he says. “I own your whore ass, and you will do as I say. You will not complain. All I want to hear from you is, yes Malik. Do. You. Understand?”

His voice is measured, but there is no mistaking the menace in every syllable.

She stays shocked, her head at an angle, looking wide eyed into his angry visage. Then, all she can do is nod. She is in a full posture of defence, body folded as much as it can be, knees drawn up, arms covering her soft middle.

Mutely, she nods, a limited range of motion that is afforded by the tight grip he has on her throat.

He slaps her again and commands her to open her mouth. Again, she mutely obeys. The  room opens and she sees their daughter Vennela come in from the corner of her eye. She came in towel from the bathroom. Somehow Lakshmi is relieved she has not been around to see her latest humiliation.

Narsingh briefly turns to acknowledge Vennela and turns back to Lakshmi.

Vennela looks at her mom sitting with her mouth open and straightens, putting her father’s rampant cock at the same level as her mouth.

Without thinking, Lakshmi takes it in. She has come a long way in her slutdom. She isn’t a whore like Narsingh calls her in anger, really a slut, but she isn’t going to argue with him about those nuances. She will, likely than not, get a beating. She pauses a moment and thinks about the terminology. He calls her a randi, but perhaps there is no such nuance in the Hindi language.

Not that she knows of anyway. She shrugs and returns to her task.

His cock has softened slightly in the few minutes but not by much and within seconds, under her ministrations, it regains its former hardness and size.

Narsingh pushes her with his hips until she has scooted back and is with her back to the wall. There is nowhere to go.

Narsingh pushes in with force and once more her throat is invaded and full. She cannot even draw breath through her nose because her airway is blocked by his turgid piece of meat. Her eyes start watering and this time she is sure he means to kill her.

In her position, she cannot effectively use her arms of legs and Narsingh is so big and strong.  

Narsingh relents and pulls out, allowing her to breathe.

When she can see again, Vennela is standing right behind Narsingh and Lakshmi thinks maybe he had something to do with him easing up. She doesn’t know, but she sees concern in Vennela’s eyes.

Unfortunately there is very little Vennela can do to help her mom in this situation, in fact she is gripped by her own fear of such harsh punishment if she cant make friendship with the ladies in the guesthouse and somehow mend their mind to get a soft corner on her father. So she is in a hurry to get dressed and leave to guest house



Narsingh is manipulating Lakshmi and she obeys like a doll. He arranges her on all fours and then pulls one arm behind her, then another. She balances on her knees, her head down. It isn’t a comfortable position, but neither is it uncomfortable.

She feels his hand reach down and she lowers her body so he can reach whatever he wants without trouble. His fingers touch her pussy. They are rough and probably filthy, but she doesn’t care. Suddenly, all she wants is his hand there, his fingers inside her, preparing her for his monster of a cock.

His fingers slip inside with no trouble at all. How has she become so lubricated with all this brutal sex play? Is she a junkie for this kind of treatment? This kind of adrenaline rush?

She has hardly any time for thought when he hoists her ass up with a finger crooked in her pussy, then pinches her clit, and she has a small spasm that ripples down her legs and into her belly. She shakes with desire.

She hears Narsingh spit, and then his fingers at her asshole.

“No!” She screams, sudden panic seizing her. “Not there!”


And even though  she thought it was going to be fine, and she would do it if that was what he wanted, his merest touch has sent her into a panic. There is something primitive and earthy and absolute about a man taking a woman anally, not to mention depraved, and she isn’t sure she wants to sink that deep. And she is afraid of the pain too.

“Not there, please, please,” she begs, turning her head toward him, trying to get him in her peripheral vision. She sees Vennela start to move toward them, perhaps to stop Narsingh and she is grateful. At least a part of her is.

“You never learn, do you?” Narsingh says in a sad voice from behind her.

She hears s rustling sound and then she feels her wrists being restrained behind her. Zip ties. She hears the unmistakable rasp of the teeth of the zip tie tightening and now she can’t move her hands. Yes, they were behind her before, but she could have brought them around anytime. Not any more.

“I will have to punish you now,” Narsingh continues, and pushes her head down. His voice is still sad as though he is unhappy about this turn of events but there is nothing he can do.



She has brought it upon herself. “And then I will fuck your ass anyway. What was the point of yelling and screaming, huh? You know what you are, and you know what I am going to do. Why resist?”

He sounds genuinely surprised and unhappy that she is such a recalcitrant whore, denying him the simplest of things. She should know better.

Lakshmi feels a great calm settle on her. A punishment is inevitable. And then her ass will be violated whether by her consent or otherwise.

She twists her head to one side. “There is a plastic stick in the corner,” she says.

He makes her count the strokes.

They aren’t strokes so much as blows, and they hurt like the fucking devil. The plastic ruler is pliable and hard at the same time, and it whistles through the air and makes solid contact with her ass each time he swings it.


“AAAAHOOOO!”

He is making a good effort, not just the wrist, but the entire arm, like the dhobis at the ghats, or a professional wrestler pulling an opponent over his shoulder.

“AIIIIIIOOOOOO!”

On the fourth stroke, the ruler breaks. Shatters, in fact. There is a loud crack that follows the sound of hard plastic hitting flesh, her yelp and then the crack. It is possible the crack came simultaneously with her yelp of, “AOOOOOO!” But it was hard to tell for sure.

Lakshmi sees Narsingh standing there with the stump of the ruler in his hand, looking at it in disbelief. She wonders if he is going to use his hands like last time. His hands had hurt, she remembers.

“There’s some stuff in the back of the hut.” It is Vennela.  

Narsingh and Vennela disappear for a few minutes, while Lakshmi lies on the  floor, ass in the air. She imagines the welts and redness on her butt  

The cool  air on her exposed ass is a little comforting, but the contrasting heat from the ass whipping makes her feel simultaneously uncomfortable and aroused. She can feel her cunt juice trickling down her thighs even though she cannot see it from her position. She shifts the position of her head to see if Narsingh or Vennela are visible.

All kinds of things are in there, boxes and small gadgets.  But what catches her interest is what Narsingh has in his hand. It is a short length of something flexible, about two feet or maybe a little more, and he is flexing it, hefting it, slapping it on his palm.

The two are talking, but they are too far away for her to hear. There is some kind of argument, and she sees Vennela shaking her head and Narsingh raising a hand, trying to convince her. She wonders what it is all about. They then turn to her and catch her watching them.

Narsingh raises his voice and says, “One way to find out,” and starts walking toward her.  

Narsingh is closer now, and she can see what he has in his hand is a short length of co-axial cable. Like the kind one uses for a cable TV box. It is perhaps a quarter inch in diameter, and she can hear the swishing sound it makes as Narsingh whips it through the air. She feels dread in her intestines, and wonders how it will feel on her ass.

The first blow catches her by surprise, and she almost doesn’t make a sound. First there is the hiss of the cable through the air, then a sharp crack as it connects with her skin. White-hot pain lances though her butt and down her thigh and before she can make a sound, there is a second blow.

This time, she puts her lungs into it. “AAAAAAIIIIIIIIIMAAAA!!”

There is a lull. She cranes her neck to see what is going on, but it is hard since Narsingh is too close to her and the angle isn’t right. She imagines Vennela trying to restrain Narsingh, but then a third blow lands, then a fourth. She screams as loud as she can.

“OIIIIIIMAAAAA!”

Then she feels a presence by her head and through her watering eyes she senses it is Vennela. There is no cigarette or paan masala odor either.

“Are you okay, mom?” Her voice is full of concern. “Papa is saying you enjoy this, but I’m not so sure.”

Lakshmi says nothing, her breath is caught in her throat.

“Just ask her to nod,” Narsingh says from behind her. “She’s a whore, she wants it. Then she will want me to fuck her in the ass. Ask, and she will say yes. That’s the kind of whore she is. She likes it, a little rough and hot.”

His voice is confident, knowing, and for a second Lakshmi wonders if he knows her better that she knows herself.

And then Venneal is back in her field of vision, saying, “Mom, nod if you want this to continue…”

And despite every nerve shrieking at her, no, no, no, Lakshmi nods as best as she can.

“Can you do something about the noise?” Narsingh says. “Her wailing is very distracting…and disturbing.”

Something stirs again in Lakshmi’s field of vision, and she is roughly jerked up on her knees from her bent over, ass-offering position. Her arms are still zip tied behind her, not painful yet, but not loose and comfortable either. Just enough to remind her of her subservient position.

Narsingh gives her a light tap on her exposed butt, just a mild reminder that he is in charge and that nothing has changed in her position in the pecking order, which is at the bottom.  

Narsingh chuckles as he hauls her to her knees. She could have done it herself, rising to her knees even with her hands tied behind her back, but it would have taken effort. She would have been grateful for his help, except that he does it by roughly grabbing her by the base of the ponytail and pulling her up.

Narsingh understands the next part with greater ease.

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The blindfold. Even though he isn’t too sure about it, he goes along with it. He’d rather her see what he is going to do to her, he says to Vennela, but the surprise might be good too.

Lakshmi feels the heel of his boot push her between the shoulder blades, at least she thinks it is his boot, and she goes down to her ass up, head down position again, waiting to see what will happen next.

Her large breasts hang down toward her face, sliding over her upper chest. Her nipples are large, and they scbang the carpet. The tingle that contact sends through her makes her shiver.

She knows though that he is going to attack her ass, and there is nothing she can do about it, and even her screams will be attenuated through more harsh punishment

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Meanwhile Veer who slept between the tow beautiful angels after fucking hard his wife in the living room downstairs, is feeling uneasy whenever either of the girls accidentally touch his manhood in sleep.. and same thing when he accidentally places his hands on their semi nude bodies at inappropriate parts

Some how he got some sleep but even in the dreams, his daughter Sheethal is teasing him after taking bath and slipping her tower to expose her marvelous young body which he night have seen in many of the foreign models he enjoyed with but the naughty smile and the evil intentions of tempting a near 50 year old man are some of the traits that he failed to see in the paid pleasure








When this is not enough, he is chased by another wild dream where he got blow job from both the girls willingly and in fact fighting each other to get more meat !!!

 

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-15-

Narsingh quickly finished pounding his wife Lakshmi and informed both Lakshmi and Vennela about his plan to trap the ladies in the guest house. Its very simple, Vennela to befriend the young girls and make them to engage with the bada saab Veer so that he is isolated from his wife Jyothi madam while Lakshmi will befriend the madam to implant the thoughts of liberation in her mind and give her own example of how she came out of the cutches of marriage system and ditched her drunkard husband to become concubine to the old but highly energetic (in bed) watchman.



Narsingh went back to the guest house from his hut and as soon as he opened the main gate and started crossing the lawn, he saw the beautiful girl who is the friend of bada saab’s daughter.  As she is doing yoga in open air in her comfortable dress, Narsingh is having an eye feast of her semi naked body. Luckily there is no body around and the girl (Richa) closed her eyes and doing various stretches and aasanas and meditation.  Narsingh thought this is a very good start for the day seeing half naked young beauty so early in the morning , he got fully energized with this sight , even though he just dunked his wife roughly and without any mercy for one hour, that too in front of his young daughter, his quest for trapping young birds has not died down, even though his priority is to tame the matured married lady, but his eyes and dick wanted more than that.. dil mangathaa hi more..

Controlling his adrenal is never his habit. Instead he would be cautious and act innocence while enjoying the free show. If a 20 year old beautiful girl is exhibiting her beauty, why should the sex hungry male curb his adrenal even if he crossed the age of 70 !!! Its not his headache.. The same girl looked traditional, more sober yesterday night and even shown some empathy towards him when the arrogant bastard badaa saab was scolding him. The same girl is now transformed to exhibitionism in the name of yoga. Perhaps he may not know much about her.

After adoring her beauty for a good 10 minutes, he saw someone coming out, so he started walking into the guest house. It was badaa saab Veer who is coming out to get some fresh our.. Narsingh folded his arms and moved towards one side giving him way and greeted him which Veer ignored showing his arrogance once again which caused the old man’s blood boil for a while but he thought he shouldn’t do anything that would spoil his plans to bed this bastard’s wife and quench her thirst for a satisfying fuck which she was expecting from her husband but not getting.

Narsingh went up stairs to ask the lady what to make for breakfast, as he was going towards Jyothi madam room, he saw the other room door partially opened , he saw back and forth to check if anyone is around, then he walked closer to the door and peeped inside.. shitttt…



this is even more hotter than what he saw outside. This girl, Sheethal, is fully nude and doing yoga !!! that too with door not closed.. Narsingh couldn’t believe his luck to see a prime young girl with fully blossomed body exhibiting her full talent.. Narsingh is admiring her firm , more than handful of mangoes which he saw in the cctv monitor yesterday night, but that was not very clear as its in the dark night, but this is day and seeing her so closely made his dick raise instantly. He is now confused on whom he should trap first ? the matured frustrated married woman or her young virgin daughter or her cute friend ?

Hedidn’t understand why would she be naked and do the yoga with door open ? Perhaps she wanted to attract her papa ? He remembered the yesterday night conversation on how she promised her papa to take care of his fantasies.. anyway its none of his business, all he wants is to taste these fresh flower buds. After savouring her beautiful naked body for a while, he moved away from there or else he would be caught for his voyeuristic act. Its ok for a young girl to get naked and do yoga without closing the door, but its not ok for a 70 year old man to look at and admire her beauty… world is not fair to men !!!

Narsingh went to the other bed room searching for Jyothi madam



he knocked the door which is partially open. As he didn’t hear any response, he peeped into the room to see a naked woman sleeping on the bed.. this is triple dhamaka for him to see the matured naked – even though he could see only her back

As he is preparing to knock the door once again, he saw tak tak tak sound of  someone coming towards him from back. He turned his head to see her angry husband Veer yelling at him “hey old  man, what are you doing here ?”

Narsingh has seen many such incidents in the past, so he is ready with answer “saab.. I came up to check what should I make breakfast for you people ?”, the way Narsingh maintained his composure and also putting up an innocent face made Veer believe him , but still with some impatience scolded him “you never come upstairs ok? Where is the lady cook ? Why always you only are seen in this guest house?”

With his folded arms , Narsingh replied in his own cool manner “saab.. Lakshmi is coming, meanwhile I wanted to check what you would want to eat?”

Veer asked him to go downstairs and wait and entered the room to see his smiling , just woken up, wife hugging the bed sheet to her naked body. Veer got a doubt whether that old watchman saw his sleeping wife ? did she cover herself with bed sheet or she was unaware of her state ? Veer still remembered how roughly he fucked her back hole yesterday night and perhaps feeling that pain, she slept without clothes which is very very rare.. she wouldn’t even remove her night dress before sex.. just lift her nightie up and finish the work, but yesterday night is different as he forced anal sex on her for the first time in his life

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Vennela knocked the door to give the girls some fresh fruits



Sheethal asked her to come inside.  Vennela greeted the bada saab who is sitting in the sofa while the two girls are sitting on the bed. Handing over the box to them, she said “madam, I brought some fresh fruits and dry nuts for you”

Sheethal is surprised and asked her “Vennela, how do you know that we like to eat fresh fruits and nuts ?”

“Madam.. papa told you both are doing yoga so he thought you might eat only healthy food instead of ghee paratha and bhaaji”

“wow.. that’s so much correct.. we don’t eat that junk food, we were wondering whether we get any healthy food”

“madam.. don’t worry.. I will get you fresh fruits from nearby forest.. if you people are ok, I can take you there, you can pluck and eat whatever you want.. nobody will question..”

“that’s so cool.. we will try for sure”

All this while Veer is admiring this village belle’s beauty, he likes to be with younger girls of this age.. even though he knew some such girls in his village, he cant be close to them as he is the village head, but here he has full freedom to flirt with such girls

“Vennela.. you look so beautiful today.. any special event “

(blushing) “no saab.. I got my hair bath done today, that’s why I may be looking fresh and beautiful”

“Vennela.. just by hair bath you cant have this much glow.. there must be some other reason”

“Richa maam.. you are right.. I am so happy for two reasons”

“tell those reasons Vennela”

“saab.. I cant tell in front of you” (blushing)

“ok then tell to us”

Vennela hesitates for a while (acting) before deciding to tell the truth.. she goes near to the girls bed and murmurs in their ears

“madam.. I got my hair bath done by my papa”

Both Richa and Sheethal are shocked hearing that.. they couldn’t believe what she said.. such a grown up daughter getting head bath from her father ? they heard about such incest stuff from their friends.. but they are all from high class families in London.. but this is a remote village and here also such things are possible ? Coming out of the shock, Sheethal asked her for the second reason

After hearing the second reason, they almost fainted !!!

“madam.. I always wanted my parents to be happy.. that too as first thing in the morning when my papa at this age made my mother happy in front of me for one hour.. the way he garners his energy and power and pound my mother showing no mercy in multiple holes, I always feel I am so lucky to have such parents.. sorry madam if I am being so open to tell all this to you.. the only reason I tell such things to only you but also my close friends is the amount of happiness I get by watching them enjoying the life is something I thought I would never get after my actual mother tortured my papa, grabbed his money and threw him on the road.. 

it was Lakshmi mom who took care of my aged ailing papa at that time and gave shelter.. I also left my biological mom and came and settled with papa and Lakshmi mom.. eventually my biological mom died because of illness and one way I am happy that my papa has found a much better woman who is a perfect match to his stamina and hunger. Madam, when your papa at that age is better than many younger boys, its natural that being a girl I also became his lover !!!”

For few minutes every one is silent, the poor Veer is completely in dark.. he doesn’t know what Vennela told to them.. but the way his daughter started looking at him in great admiration made him forget his dilemna and is staring at the girls ..

After recovering from that shock, Sheethal said in a loud voice so that her papa also would hear “Vennela.. you are so lucky to have such caring papa.. I wish you all good luck”

Veer, with a question mark face said “Sheethal.. every papa in this world is the first hero to his kids.. especially girls.. as they find their papa to be much more caring, loving than many strange, erratic young boys with no loyalty.. this is normal in every family.. anyway I don’t like this old man as he looks suspicious always to me”

Vennela trying to backup her papa replies “saab.. you are not the only person to misunderstand him.. he looks like that but he doesn’t harm anyone. If you want you can ask the owner saab of this guest house”

Sheethal immediately replies “haa.. papa.. Vennela is right.. I checked with Bhupesh uncle, many times he said the watchman in the guest house is very good, in fact he even saved uncle’s life few times  in the forest from  cruel animals and snake bites. To me he looks genuine, even though his squint eye is a problem to sometimes”

Richa joins the conversation “haa uncle.. when I was doing yoga in the lawn, I saw him coming but with his squint eye I couldn’t figure out he is looking at me or other side.. but he is always respectful to me”

Veer doesn’t want to hear these stories about making the old man a hero.. “ok Vennela.. we want to take rest.. you can carry on with your work”

Vennela leaves after thanking them

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After hearing how much Vennela likes her papa and watching her parents having sex, Sheethal is unable to focus on any thing. Her papa Veer has fully occupied her mind and she is getting all wild erotic thoughts. Even though Richa is pestering her why she is silent, Sheethal kept mum.. After a while, both of them went up to the terrace to catch the beauty of surrounding nature. Sheethal finds Vennela drying the washed cloths there. Sheethal decides to extract more details from Vennela on how close she is to her papa

“Vennela.. I couldn’t talk to you much as papa was also there in the room.. but whatever you said about your papa is much chocking to me.. how could you be so close to him being a grown up girl”

“madam.. initially I also hesitated .. but soon I found his unconditional love and care about me much more important  than this fear of social sigma and family tabu.. all this started a year back when my blurred vision gave way to a blissful moments.. all this happened when Lakshmi mom went to her village for a couple of days and she instructed me to take care of papa and not make him unhappy.. I didn’t know what exactly she thought but I interpreted that in my own way.. it’s a long story, I would be more than willing o share my happiest moments if you are willing to listen”

Jumping with excitement, 20 year old Sheethal insists her tell every thing in detail.. they are on terrace, nobody would come there.. even though Richa is calm, she thought about her step father who misbehaved with her in the past..

Vennela started explain with a disclaimer “madam.. I am going to tell as it happened, but please don’t share this with anyone.. especially Veer saab”

Sheethal assures her to trust her

Vennela starts the narration..

After Lakshmi mom left to her village, I cooked tasty food that papa likes a lot , luckily at that time there was no guest in the guest house so papa didn’t have any work. We had lunch happily and slept in each other’s arms chatting about several things including how papa used to trap many beautiful ladies and fuck them.. I never argued with papa about such things as I felt sex cant be forced on any woman, unless she is also enjoying she wouldn’t let any man enter hole.. she may not be willing at first but same lady would want more and more later.. anyway I trust my papa he won’t harm any one, its his way of making ladies happy.

I cuddled up to him and kissing him lightly on the chest and neck ,  we were happy to be like that and drifted off to sleep and must have slept for a couple of hours before we woke up and had coffee to relax and enjoy the scenario outside our hut. It was about 5 in the evening and papa proposed that we can have a shower together.

 

It was not a complete shock to me but definitely something surprising , I went in to bathroom and papa followed . He joined me soon and by that time I ensured mild hot water, warm but not too hot really and as the water started flowing our heads,  the water felt so good on my body. Papa moved closer to me and hugged and we were face to face and soon started smooching and then the  kiss.  By now I have completely lost the world and in my world there is only one person, that is my papa.. As our lips locked and tongues swirled inside the mouths, the water that flowed was finding its own passage. It touched on the forehead or just above eyes made its way through the nose and it too kissed our lips only to find our chin and flow towards my tits and what a tingling sensation, two bodies deep in embrace, my tits crushed on his chest and the streams of hot water flowing thru the tits and over the tits too.

It is a sensation beyond words. The water then flowed down touching my pussy and his cock and finally touching the floor. It is also flowing through my ass cheeks and it is playing with brown hole too. And this process was continuous since the water is flowing through continuously and we were wildly kissing each other and caressing our backs and papa being the naughty fellow he is he started fondling my tits and caressing my ass alternatively.

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We decided to soap each other and I took the soap and started soaping him all over. I applied on his hands and then on his chest, belle and all over his legs and thighs too. Yes , his lovely manly cock which I accidentally saw few times in his sleep. I kissed his third eye gave it a swirl and applied my tongue all over his shaft and he was moaning by now Vennela dear you are a real cock sucker etc. What a sensation I sucking his cock and water gushing in going all over me and over his cock too, an experience every one should have. I then soaped his manhood, thighs and other parts of the body lovingly and then soaped his face.

He returned the compliment and soaped and fondled my tits and sucked and licked my nips and as he sucked a tit he tweaked the other nip and the other hand was playing with my pussy down under. Bending down he kissed the clit, rather sucked it and then took each pussy lip separately in to his mouth and remember the water was flowing all over us. Papa increased the flow and the water was kissing my pussy and I felt totally relaxed and was enjoying the joy of having a shower together.





Then papa pushed his tongue in to the deep layers of my pussy, I feel his tongue seems to get extended when it is in my pussy, and his fingers are fondling my clit and his mouth is kissing the pussy. I just screamed and reached my orgasm. This man has made me cum   without a cock. By now both of us are horny and we felt it is time to be consumed by love and fuck each other. Madam, in villages its common for young girls to get fucked by boys in secret places, but I never ventured into such acts as I don’t trust the boys as much as my papa..

 

Papa asked me to turn and just pushed his cock in one quick push and the cock went in to my pussy as if a knife is cutting a butter or cake because the pussy was so wet and flowing with juices. He started pounding me in full blast. Madam let me describe in details what was going on so you will appreciate. Papa was pounding me from the back and he was moving his cock in out of my pussy and me, a true slut now started giving thrust meeting his movements and he was kissing me all over the back and my lips and face too as I turned towards hi as I wanted to see my handsome lover. His hands were playing with my tits yet gain, pinching, tweaking and caressing and his other hand was playing with my clit.

The shower water was so adjusted that fast gushing waters were hitting my pussy and washing his cock too and the joy was beyond compare and my body just could not stand and I screeeeeeeeeemed  and reached my orgasm. He fucked for a few more minutes before he too reached his climax and ejaculated in my inviting pussy. We soaped again, this time leisurely but without much of fondling of the bodies, and came out of shower. Papa as usual had his drink and was relaxing and the time was 5.30pm and both of us cuddled to each other and having the drinks leisurely and eating the snacks that I cooked

At about 6 pm, it was still bright outside, possibly another 20 to 30 minutes before sunset and papa told me time to go out and take a tour of the gardens and fountains etc in the nearby forest. I agreed as I too wanted to see them from near and enjoy all those exotic flowers and was about to dress when he said no way Vennela, we will just go in underwere. I was astonished and asked you mean in my bra and panty and he said yes , remember those couples who come to those water fountains and a few of the couples have come out and the women were indeed in under were and bra.  Some kind of unexplained courage came over me and I wore underwere and bra and we walked hand in hand, he was in shorts, and started enjoying the lovely fragrance and the sheer beauty of the exotic flowers. The fountains were full of colors, like a rainbow and drops are falling on me and papa.

I was over awed by this spectacle of grandeur of nature. We went around and it was soon sunset and twilight and we reached a place which has a big bush. Lots of tulips and other flowers were there and there was a fountain very near. The lush green lawns added to the beauty and words cannot just express the beauty of nature before me.

Instantly I moved closer to papa as by this time I have seen about 6 to 8 couples and all are like us, men in shorts and women in bikini. It was then I noticed that in one corner near the bush were some items and going nearby I found them to be the drinks and snacks and papa just gave a mischievous smile and said they are for us Vennela dear and we are going to end the day here by having sex in the open in the lawns, by the side of the bush with the flowers doing their duty and make you drink their sweet fragrance , the fountain will occasionally be happy to shower a few drops of water on your lovely body and the stars will be more than happy to have a sensuous and beautiful girl like you make passionate love and I will be too happy to be your partner and take you to frontiers of joy and pleasure and we should be climaxing together, honey and then move out from here.

I was too stunned to react immediately and was at a loss of words but by that time he took me and we sat there and having drinks. I sipped and told papa that we cannot do in a public place like this and he replied have you not seen pairs kissing when we went round. Yes it was true I saw at least 2 pairs in intimate position and papa already by this time pulled me closer and started giving his trademark kisses which sent my body again to pleasures and as he continued to kiss and fondle with my tits, I decided to let things take their own shape as I have already allowed this man not only to seduce me but just ravish me as he pleased but in the process he gave me joy, ecstasy, pleasure etc beyond the wildest dreams. So let me enjoy and let this virgin pussy which was without any partner till a few hours ago be invaded by my dearest papa’s cock in a private place right under the stars.


Papa pulled me closure and kissed me deep in the lips and he started taking my lips and trying to have my lip juices (amrit of the lips). We quickly got rid of the clothes as we were horny. We french kissed for a long time and then his tongue darted in to my mouth and we were engaged in kissing and playing with our tongues. Then he started kissing my eyes, the forehead, the cheeks, chin and finally my ears gently sucking and licking the ears. All this sent me in to a highly erotic zone that I have not experienced before. Obviously the day long erotic pleasures, the ambiance of the place and the naughtiness of his actions all are culminating in my reaching unexplored erotic zones.

He continued to shower kiss after kiss on my face not leaving an inch and I too responded by kissing him on his back, neck etc. He continued his shower of kisses and then started kissing my neck and on to my hands slowly licking fingers first. He said, Vennela, honey you are so sensuous and sweet and it is a pleasure to worship. I lay back allowing him to ravish me as he reached and another surprise again, he started smelling my arm pits and licking them. Fortunately I shaved them off along with my pussy in the morning before I started on this journey I felt a sensation that is beyond words and my body responded with a tingling sensation. I could sense my body stiffening too and the hair seemed to stand all because of the sexiteement. Papa then went down without playing with my tits as his hands caressed my belly and his fingers were making circles and he was kissing all over yet again and the belly button too.

I was hugging him and pulling him closer and moans of hmmmmmmmm were escaping from my mouth. The tit lover that he is and having taken me to an erotic zone, he started his worship of my tits and I was sure I was in for a nice sex.. His both hands were firmly squeezing my tits, caressing or just about doing whatever he please. His mouth was licking and sucking my lips. At times he will tweak my nip and also pinch and pull my nips hard. He gave small love bites too and my tits were surely in for a great treatment from this man who knows how to pleasure a woman and take her to high erotic pleasures but also knows to get the pleasure for himself. Pleasure and get pleasured to the maximum seems to his credo.

He then started using his great tongue and he was kissing and tonguing all over my tits and his hands were busy with my tits too. My own hands were also not free by this time one hand was on his back literally pushing him towards me and the other was on his cock, just caressing the rod which was like steel by this time. Moans were escaping from my mouth on a continuous way and the pleasure I was getting from this tit therapy coupled with the cool breeze and the fragrance of the flowers and the drops of water from the fountain nearby all are pushing me to a pleasure and joy that I have not experienced earlier. I was also simultaneously thinking of me leaving all inhibitions and allowing myself to be pleasured like this in this garden . But I was too far gone by that time to care. I may not have stopped even if my mom has come and standing there in wonder as to what her daughter is up to. Such is the pleasure I am getting and there is just no way to stop this erotic play. And I exploded and climaxed just as his hand just touched and started playing with my pussy.

My whole body shuddered and climaxed and lay there motionless. Papa understood and he was just caressing my tits, just making circles with his middle finger all over the tits. I took some time to recover, possibly 5 to 10 minutes and it is time to be back and I just smiled and kissed him deep and it was a long lasting one. He then said Vennela dear, now is the time to eat you. He reversed and started kissing my thighs first and slowly moved to my pussy which is hot and totally wet by this time. He then began what he called drinking my juices and commented honey your juices are tasty and then deep kissed me so that my own juices flowed from his mouth to my mouth and indeed they tasted good. He broke the kiss and returned to by now known acts of kissing the lips taking them in his mouth and squeezing them and played with my clit. It has swollen now and Papa started licking it and sucking it. He then even while giving the treatment to my clit inserted one finger and started finger fucking me for a change.



First one and then two he inserted and his fingers were in rhythmic position. His fingers were replaced by his tongue and he pushed his mouth deeper and deeper. I was not inactive and I really wanted to be part of this exotic lovemaking and got in to the position and had his cock in my hands and then my tongue started to lick the underneath of his shaft ( lund ). It was his turn to moan now. I licked the whole cock with my tongue and I swirled it over and over. 

I then took his cock and started giving him the blow job that I found already he immensely likes to get. I then took his balls and they too got the same treatment and licking from my tongue. By this time papa was in full rhyme and his tongue was just darting in and out of my pussy and he was now tongue fucking me. All this was too much for me and my whole body went in to a shudder and I screamed and climaxed and went limp

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-16-

As the young daughter of Narsingh is influencing the minds of the young girls Sheethal and Richa with her romantic encounters with her papa, Lakshmi’s task is to engage with the suppressed wife of Veer Prathap Singh and liberate her from the clutches of his feudal fencing and age old belief system of wedding bond, the definitions are changing, world is changing, even the ladies in remote hill areas are no more stuck to this wedding bond and are seeking their pleasure the way they want just like their drunkard, cheating, wife beating husbands would do

Lakshmi is in kitchen preparing lunch for the guests. Jyothi got up late since her husband with his new found love towards her pounded her in the mid night. Little did she know what triggered his wild anal fuck. Sand witched between two beautiful young girls touching, hugging him in the sleep made him horny and the fact that his loving daughter willingly assured him to take care of his wild desires which he is getting from the foreign models.



Seeing little tired madam entering the kitchen, Lakshmi greeted her with folded hands. Lakshmi thought madam is so sexy the way she has developed her voluptuous body. Narsingh deserves to crush her flesh and bones mercilessly, its only she comes under the clutches of the strong, wild  fucking machine like Narsingh would her voluptuous fat burn. Looks like her powerful mean looking Veer saab doesn’t like his wife or must be busy elsewhere fucking other woman, the way he looked at me gave hints he is sexy hungry bastard. Thinking about madam, Lakshmi kept quiet for a while as Jo is making small adjustments to the food that Lakshmi is cooking as per taste of her husband. Observing that, Lakshmi started engaging madam in a conversation that she would take her to the world of Narsingh and his past

“memsaab.. you seem to be so much tired.. “

“haa Lakshmi, I couldn’t get proper sleep”

“is every thing ok madam in the guest house, Narsingh told he would get more comfortable mattresses today and also spray mosquito repellent liquid”

“Lakshmi, guest house is super.. its not because of the bed that I couldn’t get sleep”

“then ?”

(blushing) “When do you make special food for your husband ?”

(thinking) “memsaab.. the only way to return our love towards our husbands is by preparing good food.. Every day I make him special food”

“really ? then you are lucky”

(acting innocence) “why madam ? we need to keep our husbands happy every day right”

(hesitatingly) “true Lakshmi.. so your husband make you happy every day?”

(now Lakshmi thinks madam is in right path) “haa madam.. he wont leave me at all in the night.. he will make me so much happy that only return gift I can give him is by making special dishes for him”

“Lakshmi, are you talking about your ex husband”

“no madam.. not ex husband.. in fact I would starve him the way he treated me”

“what happened ? why are you so angry on your ex husband”



“madam.. being an obedient wife is not our choice but we are forced to think like that.. I was patient with him for so many years. I slept with my unattended body craving for a man’s touch.. sorry.. not any man.. but my husband whom I love so much like any typical Indian woman. My juicy pu ssy hasn’t met her partner.. my aching boobs are deprived of any touch from my man.. Madam, my obedience, loyalty, love towards my husband would mean anything only when he keeps me happy.. he would drink liquor and sleep without looking at my hot, pulsating body.. madam, I am being so vocal with you on this subject, pardon my outburst if it doesn’t make sense to you”

“no no Lakshmi, carry on.. in fact I am always friendly with female maids in her house.. listening to their stories and scolding their husbands brought happiness in their lives.. carry on Lakshmi, you are articulating so beautifully”

“madam.. I wait for my husband to keep me happy for just 5 minutes every day, but even that he couldn’t do.. one , his male organ wouldn’t raise after so much alcohol and two, it seems he has illicit relations with other women.. madam, its tough to imagine your loving husband fu cks other women but not you.. I even told him to do whatever he wants outside but keep me also happy.. my tears have no audience.. my cries have no witnesses.. my aching pu ssy has no companion..i waited waited so long when I lost hope and patience came Narsingh into my life”

“wow.. super.. so Narsing.. the old 70 year lean, frail , ugly looking man is your saviour ? what a 40 year old husband cant do , a 70 year old man did ? Lakshmi, I may look simple, traditional but I am not dumb. After some age, men lose interest in sex and even their male organ wouldn’t raise”

“madam.. true.. what you said is true about so many men.. even I was hesitant in the beginning to accept his love.. but latter after seeing his desire, power and will, I thought age is just a number.. how old is the engine doesn’t matter.. what matters is how many miles it ran.. “

“are you kidding ? cant believe”

“then I need to tell my first meeting with the 70 year old man in detail”

“ok.. tell.. prove me wrong.. I am open to accept facts..”

“ok madam.. this is little longer and unless I tell you explicitly what has happened , you wont believe me. Madam, one thing , I don’t need to tell you lies nor I want to impress you by saying high about my husband.. you are our guest, you came on a vacation and leave after few days.. but what stays with you is how I prove your typecast old beliefs wrong.. I want to prove two things.. one, as an obedient housewife we don’t need to suppress our feelings between four walls of our bed room and instead liberate ourselves and seek pleasure where you like.. two, old or young.. what’s important is how strong is your will power and desire to make your partner happy.. and will power makes weak organs strong.. desire make you last long.. willingness to keep your partner   happy make you mix sex and love and treat her like your goddess.. any woman needs respect to her thoughts, her life.. Narsingh is not just a bang bang make me happy husband, he respects my thoughts and when his ex wife threw him on the road after snatching his house, he wouldn’t want him to be a burden to me.. such a nice person he was.. he is

Ok madam, coming to how we met..

Madam, love leads to sex and I strongly believe sex without love is like fucking a hole in the tree

As my drunkard husband is so much addicted to the liquor, I moved to a nearby village with my husband as that village doesn’t have liquor shops, when I enquired why one lady told me its because of this 70 year old man. He fought with the landlord and abolished the liquor shop as many women are being tortured and starved off their rightful sex needs. Thanks to the old man, now the husbands are at home fucking their loving wives.. in fact that lady told me, I am not exaggerating madam, she went to this old man’s house and wanted to thank him by sleeping with him for a night. It seems he told, when your husband can fuck you, don’t look outside, the moment your husband stops fucking you and start fucking other women, they look at outside and come to me. This is the only time you should come to me.. then that lady told him, my husband is fucking me hard but not able to make me pregnant, then that old man fucked her and made her pregnant.

Hearing all this, my curiosity levels went up, that’s why I also moved to that village



Every day he would come to my house to give milk, he is such a nice man, he wouldn’t look at my bulging boobs which automatically pop out whenever t=I bend to take milk.. the milk man in my previous village used to ogle at my bulky boobs and even make vulgar comments, that too in front of drunkard husband.. Jyothi madam, having such beautiful big boobs is not a sin right, they are meant to be adored by our husbands , but these milk men, auto rikshaw drivers, truck drivers, security guys keep drooling looking our voluptuous bodies.

But not this old man by name Narsingh whose job is only to treat me like his customer

One day I asked him

“uncle, why do you look so dejected all the time ?”

“madam.. I am ditched and beaten by my wife.. I take care of every woman’s issues in this village but who will take care of my issues ?”

“what happened uncle.. tell me .. may be I can help you”

“don’t call me uncle.. call me as Narsingh.. my wife snatched my house and threw me on the road, I just stay under a tree and raising few cows, I make a living”

“so sad sir.. “

“no need to be sad about this old man.. anyway you seem to be new to this village..”

“don’t call me madam.. call me Lakshmi”

“nice name”

“haa Narsingh.. I have wealth in my life but not happiness, that’s why I came to this village”

“hope you find your happiness here Lakshmi”

Slowly the bond between us is strengthening by day.




Meanwhile my drunkard husband fell ill with his damaged kidneys.. I took care of him well.. I wanted that bed to see our passionate husband fucking a voluptuous and sex starved wife but sadly that bed is now a home to a liver failed drunkard.. but like any typical Indian wife, I kept on servicing him, taking care of his illness

One day I asked Narsingh when he came to give milk..

“Narsingh I am new to this place, can you show me your world.. I am stuck to my house looking after my bed ridden husband”

Madam, I am happy that Narsingh accepted my request

Next day morning, he took me to his shed.. it’s a small shed mainly for cows while he would sleep under a nearby tree.  I played with those cute cows and touched them and felt them. I like such noble animals who serve us their milk, meat , in return we beat them and kill them..

“Lakshmi, every day you can come and play with them”



“Narsingh, can you show me how to extract milk from these animals ? I like being a young kid..”

Narsingh stood next to me and helped me extracting milk, while doing so he accidentally touched, felt my soft hanging boobs..
While teaching me that, he started conversing naughtily

“Lakshmi, can you give me the milk?”

“Narsingh, its your cow, you can take all the milk”

“Lachhi, its not mine yet”

The way he called me as Lachhi and the way he looked at my bulging popped out milk tanks, I felt so much shy and understood his intentions

“Narsi, this milk tank is yours only.. from now on”

“Really ? I am so lucky.. "




"Narsingh, i want your milk"

Narsingh couldnt understand first and then realized what i meant, i can see a spark in his eyes

"Lakshmi, sure i will give you my milk, you give me your milk. your milk will taste so much better in the night under cool breeze, pleasant moonlight with the stars in the sky feeling jealous about our love”

“Narsi, you can come to my hut in the night and take me to the moon forest”

“moon forest ?”

“there is a hill, we feel so happy on that hill under the moon light”

“Lachhi.. what about your ailing husband ?”

“Narsi, if  my husband’s body is ill, I can attend to him.. but if his mind is ill and evil, I say fuck off.. he started scolding me for talking to you while taking milk in the morning.. did I ever so anything to him when he screwed so many women in the village ? even in this village he started fucking women.. Narsi, alcohol addiction is curable but not sex addiction and add to that his suspicion about me.. from today I will leave him alone on the bed, let us if any woman he screwed would come and attend to him”

“Lakshmi, I can understand your situation but as long as he is alive, he is your husband.. however bad he is”

“Narsingh, go and tell this to your wife.. why did she ditch you at this age ? if your wife attends to you, I will also attend to my ailing husband”

Narsingh is in dilemna.. he is a nice gentleman , that’s why he is thinking like that.. but seeing my tears, my anger, my helplessness he accepted to take me to moon forest. To a new world that I never traveled to.. to introduce me to new pleasures and new life.. Life with a 70 year old man will not be boring, even if he just talks, talks and respects me. Physical intimacy is a bonus.. I am a human first then woman.. I deserve minimum respect which my bed ridden husband failed to give even in that stage.. I will leave him to his last breath.. sad but no other alternative.. obedient house wife needs a loving husband.. we talk about only women to be obedient.. what about men ?

Madam, now that our minds are uncluttered, we decided to venture into new life


That day night, I waited patiently for existing husband to sleep and to be husband to come and take me to the moon forest
 

At last he came to take me out

I am so happy. I touched my existing husband’s fee first to say sorry and to be husband’s feet next to bless me..

The journey begins

Lakshmi gave a pause to check if Jyothi madam is engaged in the story or not

“Madam.. is it boring ? should I stop ?”

“no no Lachhi… sorry Lashmi.. its so much interesting and in fact relate myself to your plight, anyway continue and tell as it happened”

Lakshmi felt happy that madam is coming into her grip. She continued the narration

After reaching the moon forest, Narsingh proposed to marry me if I become a widow as he says such a beautiful and nice mannered obedient lady cant be without a husband. My heart skipped at his words.  Marriage is a big thing but I wanted to really taste the fruits of a happy wedding bond, so I  kept quite as I  didn't know what to say anything as I was too shy to say anything. Narsingh took my silence as acceptance and moved himself closer to me. My heart was beating fast as I felt his body rubbing against mine. I was trembling with fear and excitement but couldn't move away from him. I felt like a hot rush of blood gushing up to my head as I  felt Narsingh moved more closer to me and put his right arm around me. 

My whole body jerked as Narsingh put his arm over my right shoulder and holds my forearm with his hand. This kind of marriage proposal under the watchful moon god and overlooking beautiful stars as witnesses made me feel happy. After a long time in my life, I found a purpose to be a woman.. with bulging boobs, heavy hips, ever juicy pussy and ever erect sharp nipples.  Narsingh hold me tight and pulled my body closer to him. I was shaking with fear and shame, but couldn't get any energy to put any resistance.

Seeing no objection so far, Narsingh moved faster and held my sweet face with his left hand and turned my head to face him. I looked straight into his eyes, full of love, passion, lust and desire for me. So much for a 70 year old man I thought. My heart was beating faster, but mine mind was still not sure about it.

Suddenly I remembered my ailing husband , I am still his wife, like any Indian wife was hesitant to be with another man

"Please Narsingh, don't do it. It's not right. I am still a wife to some other man" I  made a faint pledge to stop him.

"Shhhhh, everything will be alright. I can see love in one eye and hesitation in another eye, please close your eyes for a minute, every thing will be alright dear"



I closed my eyes.. took a deep breath.. a man of full love and care is kissing me in the beautiful nature.. so warm and caring his kisses are.. I love to be drenched by his honey emanating from his sweet kisses, I also reciprocated his kisses with more wilder, raunchy kisses , I would even bite his lower lip.. madam, that man who is kissing me is not my drunkard husband, its this 70 year old Narsingh.. My husband drinks alcohol, this old man smokes bidis. But my husband’s lips tastes so bad while this old man’s lips are so much pleasant with nice odor.. its all in our mind, not in our nostrils

I opened my eyes and made up my mind.. no more hesitation. Narsingh is the man I don’t want to leave.. with my husband dead or alive

Narsingh put his thumb on my soft lips and shut my mouth. Then he holds my face in place and moved his face to mine. I closed my eyes as I saw his face nearing mine and felt his hot breaths on my own face. Then Narsingh removed his thumb from my lips and replaced it with his own lips on them. I felt a hot current ran through my body as I  was being kissed by a different man than my husband. I was trembling with both nervousness and desire as Narsingh began to kiss my lips in a slow and sensual manner. 

Slowly and unknowingly, I also warmed up with Narsingh's experienced lips sucking my rosy lips like a small boy licking his candy. I tried hard to control myself from responding him back, but couldn't succeed for a long time. Soon my body began to act on its own and I began to kiss him back too. Narsingh got more aggressive with my response and put his tongue inside my mouth and started to dangle with my tongue.

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Family Secrets


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This story is about two families trying to hide their secrets , finally end up in a big mess

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-17-

Vennela stopped narration and concluded, her papa takes care of her so well..

  

Madam , he is like a god to me, he guides my life well, I won’t do anything without his blessings. He would ask me to take care of his stress every night.

As they hear someone walking upto the terrace, Vennela changes the topic

It was Veer who came up searching for his daughter.  

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Jyothi is in her room taking rest after lunch. Her mood is completely taken over by what Lakshmi has narrated about how a married, obedient wife like she was got attracted to an old man and got all her desires taken care… every day.. till today. When his first wife ditched him, Narsingh was thrown onto the road, yet he didn’t get angry on his wife since he needed shelter for his young daughter also.. when Lakshmi served her first husband bed ridden due to excessive liquor consumption, she had shown what an obedient wife she was.. the moment she tasted the love of Narsingh, she got her wedding knot tied even when the first husband was on death bed.. woman needs love, care and respect.. not husband.. husband is just a title to a man you love and respect and in return get all your desires taken care




That’s what Lakshmi kept on telling so many times which started influencing her mind.

Even though her husband Veer was next to her on the bed taking after noon rest, her mind was filled with Narsingh and his heroics. Then entered their daughter Sheethal into the room. She had noticed mom to be moody offlate, she wanted her to be a little cheerful and enjoy her vacation.




She came and slept between them and she wanted to bring some josh to them.  Whatever Venneal told about how much she loves her papa, Sheethal has realized she was already on that path to some extent and in fact she was even getting some dirty dreams on  those lines.

Veer turned towards his daughter and says “honey.. you are not a kid any more, sleeping with us in day time is not appropriate”. Sheethal kissed papa’s cheeks and says “papa, you slept with us last night, what about that ? it doesn’t matter who sleeps where.. what matters is what runs in our mind”

Jo intervenes and says “Sheethal.. you are becoming too much naughty these days.. studying abroad doesn’t give you license to be like this”

Sheethal felt very bad and started leaving, but Veer grabbed her hand and stopped “Jo.. she is our daughter.. don’t be so rude to her.. yes, I also don’t like what she does sometimes but I am not so rude like you..Sheethal, you can be what you are.. we are on vacation, we have limited time and there is no room for this kind of fights, lets be happy together..”

Sheethal felt happy about that and hugged him tight… Jo also realized her mistake and kissed her on cheeks and says “Sheethal.. sorry dear.. I didn’t mean to be mean.. I know how close you are with papa since childhood.. I don’t mind whatever you do but since this is not our house, I said like that.. anyway, lets be happy together dear”



Sheethal kisses Jo and says “mom, I know you wont talk much, but sometimes when you talk, it hits hard on us.. anyway, lets ne happy together on this vacation.. mom, our happy moments already started last night”

Jo looked at Veer suspiciously. did he do any naughty thing with these girls since he slept in their room ?

Seeing question mark on mom’s face, she clarifies “mom.. don’t worry.. its just a dream but a wild one and it felt strange to me that I am getting such dreams.. can I tell that dream mom ?”

Jo doesn’t know whats going to come, so she nods her head and says go ahead

Sheethal  turns her head towards Veer and says “papa.. whatever you may feel about me, I have to tell this otherwise my guilty consciousness wont let me sleep peacefully.. just treat it like a dream”

Veer pats her head and replies “dreams would come true.. only some.. go ahead dear”

Sheethal felt shy to look at papa and narrate, instead she turned towards mom and starts narrating it


This happened few days back. That day it was raining heavily. Richa who went to nearby shop came back in wet clothes. Inviting her inside, I told “Richa you should have waited there and called me, why you came in rain ?”

Richa said “Shethal, I like being wet in rain, that’s why I came”

Listening to the voice of Richa papa came out from his room and felt surprised to see her in wet clothes. I invited her to the house and asked change her wet salwar-suit and put on my dress.  All her cloths were in laundry basket. She was hesitating but when papa insisted she agreed to change. I gave her my cotton skirt-blouse to wear. She did not agree to put my panty and as her bra size was 36d and mine was 34c she could not wear that. We had not taken our morning tea. So I prepared 3 cups of tea and we three took tea together. We gossiped there for some time. Papa was very much impressed with the interest of Richa in yoga.  He knows she came back in rain not to miss the morning yoga class that papa takes everyday. He asked both of us to get prepared for practice at home. Richa was very much pleased to hear this and immediately she got ready.




We went to the 1st floor which we normally used for yoga. There was only one room, hall type, with attached bath room. Also a single bed as furniture was there in the room for emergency use. As strap was required to tie over the eyes I had also made ready two thin cotton scarf. Papa sat on the cot and we sat on the floor keeping 5-6 feet distance. After some warm up exercises papa instructed us to fasten the scarf over our eyes. I was apprehending some mischievous acts from papa. So I knowingly tied the scarf little loose so that I can see his act easily. Papa played an audio cassette in which the procedure was recorded by papa himself. We had to follow the instruction as per the audio. We started the kriya with aaaaummmmmmm. Papa was examining our action by moving around us. I was pretending to follow the instructions but my main aim was something else.


After making 2-4 rounds he sat near Richa. I, with pretension of rubbing my cheek, made the tie little loose more. As a result I could easily peep through the scarf to which other persons in the room were unaware. Papa slowly whispered some thing in Richa’s ear. She smiled but religiously following the instructions recited through audio set. He moved to her back and to make her sit straight came to her right side and kept his hands on her both back and chest and pressed. She was obeying the instruction as an obedient disciple. With this action papa’s was pressing her boobs. I was watching this stealthily and getting curious. Papa was moving his hand on her both boobs and fondling them. Then he slowly moved his fingers on her nipples and twisted them gently. Richa slowly started enjoying to his touches. Knowing that my eyes are also closed she was bothering little and since her eyes were also closed she was not feeling any discomfort.





I was admiring to his daring and also feeling horny to this act of papa. Then he started pressing the boobs separately. To keep me engaged in yoga without looking at me he was saying from there “very good Sheethal, you are doing it perfectly”, but I know what I was doing! He then slowly opened the buttons of the top/blouse of Richa. As she did  not wear bra her boobs came out. Wow what a good size she had. They were very attractive and that to tight and firm. Papa kneaded her both boobs to his hearts end. As they were very big in size some times papa was using his both hands for one boob to give perfect pressure to her huge melons. Now Richa was responding to this positively by shaking her body. Papa slowly pulled out her top from her and made her top less. When papa touched her lips with her tongue she could not control her moan. Papa suddenly kept his hand on her mouth to stop her. She returned to her sense and became conscious. Papa was shocking and squeezing her white melons randomly. Now Richa was not doing any yoga as she was totally involved in what papa was doing.

Papa opened the knot of her scarf tied over her eyes as well as the knot of his salwar and pulled out his semi erected member. He knelt down in front of Richa and guided her hands to her monster. When she saw his bulge she whispered “baap re itna lamba aur mota! Maine kabhi apni jindegi mein aisa yantra nahi dekha hai, wow, it is wonderful”. With touches his baby grew and became a big/tall boy. He guided his dick to her mouth and advised to take that in but Richa showed reluctance. Papa forced her and inserted his dick in her mouth. I was feeling excited and juice had started dripping from my cunt. She could not manage to fit the whole of it and therefore circled her tongue around the head of his cock which went deep down towards her throat. Papa grabbed hold of her head and moved it back and forth, fucking her mouth.

As her silky lips squeezed his cock trying to forcefully suck the juice out of it, she wrapped her hands around his butt pulling it from behind making his cock slip in more inside her mouth. She at first slowly then with great speed sucked his big monster. Papa had held her hair and guiding her to suck it pleasingly. I was getting out of control. But I was helpless.




Then after a good oral course he sat down in front of her and took his hands down to her belly and then to her pussy over her skirt. He rubbed his fingers on the clit under the skirt. She was out of control and already ready to get banged. But papa was not hurry. He pulled down her skirt to which Richa co-operated. Now she was completely nude and looks like a sex goddess. Papa pulled her near to him and made her lie on the floor. He started kissing all over her body. He gave a deep kiss to her lips. Then he took his hand to her pussy and put his index finger right between her cunt lips. When he started inserting the finger she screamed with pain aahhhhh….. Ohhhhhhhhh…. Then he took out his finger and whispered some thing in her ear.

He then took her to the cot and she stood facing to the cot. He bent her and indicated her to rest her palms on the cot. He then inserted his cock in her tight pussy from her behind and his cock was going inside her hole. She screamed margayeeeeeee…….aaaaahhhhhhh… She groaned in pain… She was feeling pain very much. She was crying nooooooooo…. Please….leave meeeeee…….. uncle….. ahhhhhh…  But he was entering his dick slowly bit by bit. The pain was unbearable she screamed pleeeeeeeease……. Leeeeave meeeeeeee. I was astonished to see how huge papa’s dick was even a 22yrs old girl was not able to take it easily. He then took out his shaft and solaced her “don’t worry you can do this very well after some moment, just be patient.” To make me listened he told without even looking at me “See how Sheethal is doing perfectly”. I got conscious with his words and pretended doing the posture as per instruction in audio. But papa was not looking at me at all. He was busy with his play.

Then he moved her and lay on the bed. Her hip was just on the edge of the bed and from hip below legs were in hanging position. Papa knelt down in front of her and kissed her thigh and pubic hairs. He then slowly put his face on her pussy and inserted his tongue inside her and started fucking her pussy with his tongue. Richa was just getting wild and she pressed his face more on her pussy, making him enter her deeper. She was whispering “suck me more…more uncle, yesss suck it more….lick……unkkkllleee..  Pleasessssse suck it……”.

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Her juice was dripping from her pussy. Papa was going fast and held her tightly with tongue, inserting tongue to and fro, parting her pussy lips to wide and more wide, entering deep inside, then inserted his middle finger and giving her finger fuck. She moaned with pleasure aahhhhhhhh………yessssss……….. Ooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Papa was saying “isn’t fine baby?” I know u r going to excel in this art which I want.”



Papa then shifted up and holding his hard-on placed the tip at her wet pussy opening, gave a small push. As his cock entered inside her juicy cunt she screamed mmmmmnnnhhh in pain. Her cries were increasing with every stroke. Papa stopped for a while and gave a big push. A cry broke from her aaaaaaaayyyyyyyeeeeeeee. He continued making smaller strokes and after some more strokes his dick entered in her pussy completely. Papa again stopped for a while and started making to and fro movements. She was crying but papa continued to fuck her. Blood was dripping from her pussy. “Oh God, you feel so good! So tight, So hot! You are a virgin baby.. I am so lucky that you are my daughter’s friend” He said as his cock sawed in and out of her cunt. Papa rammed his rock hard cock back and forth in her pussy.

 

Slow at first but then harder as she screamed for him to give it to her. His hands grabbed her ass and he pounded away, fucking her with all his might. She was as hot as she met his thrusts, moaning every time his balls slapped her clit. She shivered as she came but papa did not stop. Papa was ramming his rod with a great speed. I am telling the fact that he had that capability to satisfy any lady respective of their ages after seeing his monstrous dick. Richa was moaning loudly, and breathing heavily. Papa was ramming her virgin cunt and squeezing her boobs like a wild tiger. Her legs were pressed his waist with passion. After half an hour continuous fuck at last papa moaned rrrrrrriiiiiicccchhhhaaaa……it is cumming…… cumming….. Ahhhhhhh…. Ahhhhhhhhh…. Ohhhhhhhh…… He pulled out his dick and exploded on her spreading his white juice on her navel, boobs and face. He rested on her for 5 minutes. During this time he was caressing her boobs kissing her lips. He was telling “what a body(cunt) you have, I had never seen (enjoyed) a girl like you before even your seniors can not be like u. U are definitely going to be very successful some day”.

He again asked “how are you feeling now?” She didn’t tell anything just smiled. Papa kissed her lips deeply and gave a long oral kiss.
Simultaneously the audio play also finished. Papa instructed me to lie down on the floor straight and rest for 5 minutes in Savaasan. Due to excitement I was breathing heavily. I was totally wet and in need of immediate pacification to my hungry cunt. They went to the bath room and got cleaned. After 10 minutes I woke up and sat and opened the scarf. They were quite normal now. I went to bath room and masturbate vigorously. In the whole day I was feeling very horny and could not resist myself from masturbating for another 2 times.


On next Sunday .. it was raining heavy from the early morning Richa  did not come. Papa was looking worried. I asked papa whether Richa  asked properly as she was a very sincere girl and don’t want to miss any chance which she had proved on that day. Papa said he had repeatedly instructed for the same. Perhaps due to rain or some other important job or due to fear of papa’s brutal fuck she did not come! I was also feeling disheartened as another chance of watching a live show got missed.

At about 5.30pm some dogs entered inside our premises. Papa said me to see and drive them away as they will pollute the area. I opened the window and saw that 2 dogs were after 1 bitch. The raining  already stopped. I saw no one there. So I stood there and watched them. Both the dogs were trying to cross the bitch. At last one dog rode over the bitch and pushed his penis from behind and started fucking. The bitch was too young and weak. She was not able to take the huge dick of the fat dog and crying with pain. But the dog was fucking the bitch unstopped. At last the dog buried his dick inside the pussy of the bitch and stacked with her. I was enjoying watching and feeling excited. Suddenly when I moved my face I found papa was also watching the dogs as well as me from another window. On seeing me he gave a smile. I felt very embarrassed and my face turned red. Immediately I left that place and went inside the kitchen.


In the evening we were sitting on sofa and taking the evening tea. I was feeling very awkward in front of papa but he was normal as if nothing has happened. He said “Tum to aaj yoga nahi ki, chalo abi karo”. I also agreed as I was getting bore with watching TV only. I was in loose cotton T-shirt and Bermuda without bra and panty as I don’t prefer to wear any inner wear in home.


As usual we went to the hall on the first floor. I spread the bed sheet on the floor and started doing asanas at first. Papa was guiding me. Since I was in loose top, while leaning down, my cleavage was clearly visible. In some occasion I caught papa staring at my loose portion. I was feeling very awkward. But he was quite normal and smiling at me. Since he was my father I did not think the other side of his feelings. Then the time came for special yoga. Papa himself tied the strap over my eyes tightly. When he was tying the knot the scenes from the last fucking of Richa in front of me as well as the dog fuck in the evening were dancing in my eyes. A cold breeze passed inside my body. With unknown excitement I was shivering.


He played the tape recorder and instructed me to start. That day I was feeling very much disturbed. Frequently the erotic scenes of dogs and between papa and Richa were coming to my mind and as a result I was forgetting the steps. Papa came to me and asked whats wrong with me. I remained silent. Papa held both side of my body with his two hands as done with Richa. That action of papa refreshed my memories of that day. I felt little excited with his touches. I was breathing high. He then asked me to control my breathing and follow the voice of tape recorder. He had pressed my chest little tight. I was breathing with the rhythm of tape recorder. Since I was not in bra my breasts were well within his palm. He started lightly rubbing them which were giving erotic feelings. Slowly he withdrew his hand from my back and fondled my boobs and nipples with his two hands. I was astonished with his daring.


He put his hand on my left boob. My body began to shiver. He moved his hands upon my boob. Seeing no negative reactions from me he just went on pressing. My heart was beating in high level. I don’t know what to do. My pussy was oozing liquids. I was speech less to his act. I could not utter a single word against him. First I thought to resist him. But my hand was not moving. I felt that my body wants to enjoy the new feeling, even though he was my own father. He could realize that I was also enjoying his touches. So he got courage and started squeezing them hard. He put his next hand on my right boob. He massaged and pressed the boobs upon the T-shirt. A sound came out unknowingly from my mouth with pleasure aaaaahhhhhhh. He understood that I’m enjoying. He leaned forward and gently kissed on my lips. His warm breath touched on my face. I’m getting hotter. He continued kissing.

At the same time he removed my T-shirt buttons. He put his hand inside and began to press my soft boobs. His hands were feeling very strong. Every hair of my body rose up. My nipples began to erect. My pussy had a great feeling.

Then he kissed downward to my neck and on my boobs. He sucked my boobs one by one over the top. He squeezed boobs hardly. His right hand moved down to my thighs. He now was sitting near me on the floor. He moved my top upwards slowly. I was shivering. My hand slowly moved upon his shoulders. His hand was moving on my smooth thighs. He was squeezing and pressing it. He inserted his hand inside the Bermuda through thigh and moved to my hairy pussy. He moved his hand over the hair. He touched my pussy lips. I thrilled. It was all wet. His fingers moved there. He pressed on the clit. Ooohhhhh… what a pleasure. My hips moved up. He played with my clits and entered a finger in the pussy. His finger slipped inside easily as it was wet. He moved his finger in and out. Uuuummmm….. He raised the top up to my breast. His lips moved down. He kissed beneath the boobs, then on the stomach and the naval. His tongue moved inside the naval. My hips move up to accept it more depth.


His one hand was crushing my boobs, another in my pussy and his tongue in my naval. My whole body was in a wild motion. He laid me on the floor and kneeled near my head facing towards my pussy. He then slowly pulled down my Bermuda and threw that away. He removed his lungi. His 10” long and 3” thick big cock was hanging down. He held my hand and asked me to hold that. I hold that. How hard it was! It was trembling in my hand. It was wet with its juice. Tip of the cock was very smooth. I moved my finger on it. My hand moved to and fro. It was very smooth because of wetness.


He put his tongue on my clit and pussy and started licking slowly. My whole body was shivering with excitement. I wanted his tongue more deeper and deeper in the pussy. I pressed his head on the pussy while my another hand playing with his cock. I need something more hard inside my pussy. My pussy wants some deep thrust. I pushed his head. I pulled him on my top. He was breathing deep. He kissed me hard, crushed my boobs. He removed my top over my head. Now we both were fully nude, but my eyes were still tied with the strap.

He moved and sat near my pussy and posed his monster on the hole of my virgin cunt. He departed my legs and slowly entered his monster into my pussy and I felt like a hot rod was drilling me. It was very tight, I screamed with pain ahhhhhhhhhhh….. Marrrrrrgayeeee…….. ……. Pllllleeeeeease…….. Papaaaaaaaaaaa……… leave meeeeeeeee……. It is hurting me……….. I cried. It was not easy to take such a huge monster for a 21 year old virgin. I tried to remove his cock. But his full body was upon me. He is a very strong man. I couldn’t move. He was crushing my boobs, squeezing my nipples. I was in dual feelings, Pain, and pleasure. His playing with my boobs was making me hotter. My hips began to thrust up. He takes back his cock a little and pushed hard. Ummaaaaaaaaaaaa…I cried uuuuummaaaaaa. Half of the cock was inside. I feared that my pussy will split into pieces. What a huge cock. It will not enter, I thought so. I again tried to remove his cock, but I couldn’t. After a while he took the cock out a little and pushed hard. Aaaaahhh…. His cock was spearing my pussy.

He rested a while. I felt a little relief. He began to move his cock to and fro inside my pussy. Same time he was kissing and fondling my boobs. His huge dick tore my hymen and blood came out from my little helpless pussy. Slowly he moved up and down started to ram his rock hard cock back and forth in my aching pussy. “Oh God, you feel so good my baby! So tight, So hot! You are saving this for me !!” He said as his cock sawed in and out of my cunt slow at first but then harder. He pumped his cock in my pussy I caught him tight. His speed of pumping cock was getting faster. I felt as if his cock was touching my throat. Oooohhhhh… some reactions take place inside my pussy. . His hips are working as a machine. He crushes my pussy. My pussy lips are encircling his cock. He was such a strong man and his dick was so huge and thick I was unable to control my screaming to his powerful thrusts.

Every time he was pushing hard unknowingly screaming was coming out aloud. Aahh… uuhhhh….. Isssshhh….papa….dheeeere….mein…aaaahhhh….. Marrr…. Uuuhhh….. Rahi hun…. Aaahhh…..isshhhh maaaaa….ohhh…. Myyyyy goddd…. He was also making noises. Hhhhaaa…. Yes babyyy… Youuuuu are soo…. Sweeeetttt…. Ooohhh…. Uuuummmm… I was flying in the heaven of joy. My body was moving with his every stroke to my pussy. He was pushing hard. His speed of his thrust came down. He made noise and thrusts with small gaps. Inside my boobs a blast take place…ummmaaaaa….. Tears come from my eyes. Oh. What a pleasure! He pushed hard. Hhhaaa. He pumped out his juice inside me. He stroked inside my pussy. He kept his cock there a while and another thrust. His drops were filling my pussy. We both were breathing deeply as if gasping. We were wet in and out with pussy – cock juices. He fell on my top. I hugged him with my hands. What a satisfaction! It is hard to describe the great feeling. It is only enjoyable. I was fully exhausted, but papa was not satisfied. He was expecting more. We relaxed for some time.


After a small rest, he woke me up and opened the strap from my eyes. I felt very ashamed to sit nude in front of my own father. I closed my eyes with my hands. He pulled my hand and raised my head holding my chin and kissed my lips deep. Then he asked me to sit on the floor and he himself stood in front of me. He rubbed his dick on my face and said “Sheethal, please take my dick in your mouth” I couldn’t deny it hence I kissed his dick and licked the tip of his dick. I pealed his foreskin and licked for some time and took his full dick inside my mouth and sucked his dick like an ice cream. He was moaning. He was moving his hip to and fro. I played with his balls and caressed his thigh with my hands. He said “Sheethal, you are really a sex goddess, your mother had never given me such a blow job. Ssssshhh aaahh he was moaning. Finally he released his sperm inside my mouth. I swallowed his sperm and sucked his dick and cleaned his dick with my tongue. I loved the experience I was getting in a single day.


All those things which I was fantasying about was coming true and that too in a span of hours. I always dreamt of sucking a hard dick till it cums and I just was provided with that pleasure. Now I got up and went into bathroom and cleaned myself and then came out to see papa dressed up in a lungi and nothing on top. I got dressed and lifted the bed sheet and rolled the mat. He came behind me up to down stair and said “Sheethal, I want to have one round in doggy style, after that I will leave you”. Now that offer of fucking me doggy style which I had just watched the live show of dogs in the evening, made my pussy wet. I agreed. I took rest on sofa for half an hour and moved to the bedroom.




He removed my dress once again and just put off his lungi. He asked me to kneel like a dog on the edge of the bed. I did so. He rubbed his dick on my ass and from the back he cupped my boobs. He massaged my boobs and played with the nipples. His dick became hard. Now he widened my legs and rubbed my pussy with his right hand. He opened my pussy lips and inserted his dick inside my pussy. He started fucking me. Both of us were moaning. He inserted his dick deep inside my pussy. His hands were playing on my boobs. My boobs were swinging due to his to and fro movement. He fucked me for about 30 minutes and released his sperm inside my pussy. He took his dick from my pussy and asked me to lick. I licked. He hugged me and kissed passionately. We both were exhausted and I lay down on bed and followed by uncle. We again went into a sweet sleep for an hour.


After 1 hr. He again asked me to sit on a table. I did so. He massaged my boobs and placed my hand on his dick. I started playing with his dick. His dick got erected and ready to fuck me. He came between my legs and pressed my shoulder back. I placed my hands on the table and leaned back. He came between my legs and widened my legs. He inserted his dick inside my pussy and started moving to and fro. I leaned little back. I can see his dick going inside my pussy and coming out. He fucked me slowly and increased his speed. He lifted my right leg and came very closer to me and kept on fucking me. Both of us were moaning due to pleasure. He increased his speed and finally for the third time he released his sperm inside my pussy. While he was clearing every drop of his sperm in my love hole he said “You are really amazing. Today I remember the day when I had taken your mom’s  virginity. I am so happy to fuck a girl like you.” I did not say any thing, just smiled.

I was surprised to know that he had known every thing about my watching his fucking Richa. I could not believe this. He said smiling “mujhe kabse maalum hai ki tum sab dekhti ho. I was imagining you on my bed and masturbating on your photos. I always wanted to make you horny and fascinated towards me. Isi liye to us din Richa ko jan bujh kar tumhare saamne choda. Aur ye bhi mujhe maalum hai ki tum sab dekh rahi thi. Whatsoever, Sheethal I am really very lucky to have a daughter like you. Now I will not worry and wait for mom” He pulled out his limped member from my cunt. My pussy was full with his sperms. He wiped my private area softly with a cloth cleaning up his cum, my juice all mixed.

Then he hugged me and kissed me. Then we both went to bath room and get ourselves cleaned.

After that day we used to sleep in one bed and in almost every night he fucked me in different postures till mom returned from village. He satisfied me more than I was expecting. I turned into more a slut than his daughter and became addicted to his hard fuck with his huge member. After mom returned taking plea of doing yoga he was fucking me in the out house but not in the hall as mom may see us at any moment. Really, it is a privilege for a daughter like me who enjoys such power play with her father……

Mom, this is the dream I got .. me and my friend were very happy in this dream




Sheethal closed he eyes with her hands in shy when she completed her narration of her dream that she got yesterday night

Both Veer and Jo were stunned and speechless !!!

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Sheethal resting between hot sessions




Doggy








Veer entering Sheethal



Veer licking juicy pussy

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Spraying on Sheethal boobs




Veer, Richa, Sheethal