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“What are a father and daughter doing up here?” mom asked inquisitively. 

“Tell her we’re fucking,” I whispered into Dad’s ear. 

“Oh, nothing much, honey... she’s preparing for an exam, so I’m giving her some pointers,” Dad said.

“Alright, come downstairs; there’s something we need to discuss,” mom said.

“She looks like she’s really horny. Give her a good fuck...” I whispered in his ear.

“What is she saying?” mom asked.

“She says she still has a few doubts. She’s asking for a little more time.”

“Okay, clear up all those doubts and come down...” she told Dad, then said to me, “Make sure you get them all sorted out,” before walking away.

As soon as she left, I pulled Dad over to the side of the water tank and said, “So... she looks like she’s come up here because she’s really horny. Go ahead and bang her...”

“Oh, come on... it’s not possible here...” he said, squeezing my buttocks. Intoxicated by that touch, I said angrily, “So, if it *were* possible, you’d go right ahead and mount me? Ugh... you really can’t be trusted.”

“What did I do?”

“Yeah... I didn't do anything, though...”

“You could have just said so...”

“Oh... *hiss*... right there... You climbed all over *her* without caring that I am watching you. And me, without caring that I’m your daughter... Oh god... Dad! You’re squeezing too hard...”

“I haven’t climbed *you* yet, though... Damn... no matter how hard I squeeze, I can’t seem to satisfy this craving...”

“Mmm... take off your clothes and squeeze... *uff*... Even if you don’t climb me right now, you’re bound to do it eventually. Ah... it’s so huge. I wonder if it’ll even fit... Oh god...”

“Take it in your mouth first... then down there... Hey... don’t pinch like that...”

“I’m not just pinching; I’m going to snap it right off...”

“And where would you put it if you snapped it off?”

“I’d put it somewhere—why do you care? Oh... why did you shove it like that?”

“That was just my fingers pushing...”

“It feels like this with just fingers pushing. I wonder what it’ll be like when *that* thing pushes in?”

  

“Pushing into what??”

“Um... my dad’s cock...”

“Into what?”

“Into your daughter’s pussy... Ugh... you’re making me talk dirty without even caring that I’m your daughter...”

“There’s only one way to stop talking like that.”

“What is it?” As I asked, he placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down. As soon as I sank to my knees, he positioned his rod right in front of my mouth.

“Ugh... look at what this gentleman is offering his daughter...” I said, tracing the tip with my tongue.

“*Hiss*... daughter... what are you doing...”

“Checking how sharp my dad’s crowbar is...” I said, clamping the tip between my lips.

“Hiss... Tulasi... Ahh...”

“Wow... it’s so huge...” I said, grabbing it and starting to lick it all over with my tongue.

“Uff... uff... what are you doing, daughter?”

This time, I started sucking on the balls at the base.

“Uff... Oh God... what kind of daughter have You given me...”

I pulled back the foreskin and began sucking on the red tip.

“Oh... oh... hiss... keep doing that...” Dad gripped my hair tightly in his passion.



I loved the taste and started sucking it with intense hunger. Dad was moaning with desire. I stopped for a moment. “Why did you stop?” Dad asked impatiently.

“Is yours small? It’s huge, like a donkey’s. Don’t I need to breathe?” I said, and went back to it.

Dad was moaning, “Uff... uff...” No matter how much I sucked, it only seemed to get hotter rather than cooling down.

I paused again for a moment, panting, and asked, “Has your other daughter ever done this?” (referring to Smitha)

“No, that chance was yours alone...” he said, holding my head and guiding it back into his mouth.

I started sucking fiercely again. As Dad thrust it into my mouth, it went all the way down my throat. The more I sucked, the more aroused I became. Pausing occasionally to catch my breath... sucking hungrily... *umm... umm...* wow... I could feel the juices inside starting to surge up.

 

Dad tensed up, pulling my hair firmly. Just then, the fluid shot into my mouth with a sudden, sharp sensation. Even though I tried to swallow it, not all of it went down; half of it trickled out from the corner of my lips. "Hiss..." I gasped as I sat up. Dad affectionately wiped it away, pulled me into a hug, and asked, "How was it, sweetheart?"

"Ugh... You didn't even care that I'm your daughter—you just put it in my mouth and now you're asking how it was?" I said, hurriedly moving to leave.

"Go give it to mom instead..." I added, and walked away.

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As the role play was getting hotter and hotter, Smitha asked Tulasi to stop the narration as it was too much to handle the heat, the way she is telling the incidents in a husky voice.

“what happened baby, why did you ask Tulasi to stop ?”, asked Santhosh looking into the mesmerizing eyes of his dear daughter. Smitha leaning on papa not bothering about her top buttons giving way as she was sliding on papa’s chest while listening to the narration replied “papa, the way she is narrating is like it really happened in front of my eyes”

Tulasi from other side climbed on uncle’s chest with her cheeks rubbing uncle’s cheeks said “uncle, this is too much. She only told me this story few months back and I just replayed what she told me. Its her own idea, its her own imagination, I am just a messenger”

Santhosh was stunned hearing that. Grabbing Smitha’s back and pulling her onto him more closely asked “is it true honey ? did you get this idea ? did you really imagine all this with me ? since when you developed such feelings on me baby ? tell me.. I cant believe such a studious girl like you have time and feelings on me”. The way papa is asking made Smitha laugh. She kissed papa on his cheeks and said “papa, I needed some breaks between my long study hours and mind started thinking about you only and that’s how I got that erotic idea about the tease between a dad and his daughter. I wish it was true”

Santhosh noticed slight shiver in her voice as she told the last sentence. There was a brief silence between them and Tulasi was curiously watching from other side. She never had such good feelings about her dad who was a drunkard beating mom and scolding me. But the real love exists between Smitha and uncle.

Santhosh kissed his daughter on cheeks and replied in a husky voice “baby, you having this kind of feelings is making me think why didn’t I get such ideas and feelings on you. I always treated you like a study machine, never as a girl that has some feelings and a girl that needs a soft cuddle and warm kiss. I always thought it was inappropriate to think so”

Smitha looking into papa’s eyes asks “then why did you plan this vacation with me ? just you and me.. in a hotel room. Somewhere in your mind you must be having feelings on me right ? otherwise you wouldn’t have brought me here”

Santhosh decided to tell the truth



“Smitha baby, you asked a very good question. If it was inappropriate to have such feelings, why did I plan this vacation ? last week when you showed me the report card and said you stood first in the entire sch ool district, I felt so happy. That night I was talking about you only with mom.. non stop.. praising you and scolding your brother for being useless.

Next day morning I came to your room to say good morning to you. But you were not on the bed

 

I was about to return, then I saw the partially opened door. I took few steps forward, and I saw you taking bath.. completely naked.. never saw you like that and I knew it was wrong on my part to see like that, but I was not going back, in fact my lund took a salute inside my lungi which has never happened with you. After a minute I turned back and saw mom standing at the bed room door watching me. I was caught red handed. I couldn’t look at her at all. Apparently you asked mom to get shampoo, and she was waiting for you, that’s why the bathroom door was open.

I quietly came back to my room and was getting ready to go to office. After a took shower, I came out with towel.

Mom was there in our room, she pulled out my towel. Mom saw my sleeping dick and told “Honey.. look at our daughter.. she has grown up so well and so big right ? all her classmates have flat chest



the girls at her age have yet to have anything of substance to get noticed, but you saw Smitha right, she already had such a cute body that she looks really cute. Honey, she is such a nice studious god fearing girl that needs some love from us to relieve her from so much tension from exams. She deserves some rest.. some love.. before the next year starts.. why don’t we ask her to sleep in our room to get her diverted from studies for a while ? it would be so cool we both cuddle her and show her our love. What you say honey ?”

I was thrilled at that idea.. I thought mom would scold me for looking at you while you were taking bath. Instead she was giving such suggestions.. instantly my dick stood up and started leaking heavily..

   

my dick was dancing and pulsating without any touch and started throwing up my thick white cum on the floor .. in spurts.. causing my body to vibrate without my control and making me feel so happy that I for the first time got a different feeling about a girl other than my wife.  However as the desire and my feelings died down after I cummed so hard,  I started feeling  ashamed once again for my rather shameless act.

But mom smiled and told me “Honey, you have feelings on her. I am kind of surprised with your reaction, but this is just normal these days and I know Smitha’s classmate who tasted her boy friend’s juices once got habituated to that taste and is now after her papa.. every day night before going to sleep, she empties her papa’s tank and they both kiss passionately sharing and tasting his cum. Honey, her mom is aware of this but kept quite because she started milking her son. Son for her, daughter for him. They had perfect understanding and just recently he started pumping her from back before sending her to scho ool in the morning. 



Honey, I am not saying we also do similar things, I am just saying don’t feel bad if you develop such thoughts. Anyway let her sleep with us for few days and observe her reaction and then take it forward based on her reaction”

I thought that was a reasonable explanation from mom and I was happy that mom has given some examples to support our views. But still I was sceptical about the whole thought of me developing such feelings on you.”

Tulasi interrupted uncle and asked him to narrate the exact opposite of what has actually happened.. “uncle, Smitha and you know what has happened on the week before vacation. I want you to tell exact opposite thing.. things that you would have done given another chance.. things that you didn’t do but felt could have done. Life is not about what has happened, its all about what we thought should have happened”

Santhosh was stunned.. but he felt it’s a cool thought from Tulasi and it’s a nice way to open up my mind to Smitha.. the imaginary role play ahs already brought us together and this is a great opportunity to cement that feeling further.. so he decided to cook up something and started narrating. He wants to involve his dear wife also in this imaginary story

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My wife Pragathi works as a teacher in nearby sch ool. She is very hot and has many fans in her class, topping the list is our own son Arjun.  Arjun forgets the teacher is his mom and sometimes along with his friends he passes vulger comments on her which she enjoys a lot. Pragathi knows Arjun is not good at studies and also not well mannered, but like all moms she has blind love on her son.  Parents should love their kids but having blind love ignoring their mistakes, sins , ill manners is actually doing wrong to them than right



I also love my daughter but that’s mainly because she does two things that I strongly believe every girl should do. One is to study well and be independent and two is to love her family and stay away from bad boys and seek similar love from her family.. be it siblings or parents.. since her bro is a rowdy type boy she doesn’t like him at all.

One day I came home early at around 4 PM. I didn’t announce I am coming home. I have a spare key and went inside. As I was about to enter my room, I heard some noise from Arjun room. The door was slightly opened, I peeped inside to see my wife Pragathi beating my son Arjun. With a whiplash !!!  I was shocked as both were naked and my son was on the floor begging his mom and licking her feet. Pragathi with her face red was furious and was shouting “you son of a bitch.. how dare you tell your friend to fuck me… I am not a whore.. you fuck me, I am ok.. but not your friend”

I couldn’t stand there for a second, I quietly came out of my house and went to nearby tea stall and lit a cigarette… I couldn’t digest what I saw at home. I know Pragathi is little bit advanced and modern thinking but doing such things with her own son ? we will only see such scenes in porn movies.  I loitered around for some time and came home at normal time.

At dinner table I noticed Pragathi and Arjun behaving normally. Smitha as usual is in her own world.. thinking about studies, studies and studies

After couple of days I was curious what the mom and son must be doing at home. I saw Pragath’s online status, it was showing away since 30 min, so I thought she must have gone home. So I also left early and reached home at 4 PM. With my spare key I went inside. As I was about to enter my room, I tried to peep in Arjun’s room, nobody was inside. I was disappointed a bit and about to go to my room, then heard the noise!!!

This time its from Smitha’s room. I went towards her room and peeped in . It was Tulasi who was sharing a joke with my daughter Smitha. I was very happy seeing Tulasi since she is the one who always helps my daughter in every issue. I went in without tapping the door as I have that much closeness with her. After going in only I noticed Tulasi was in just bra and her black petticoat, I couldn’t notice that before entering the room

After seeing me Tulasi’s face lit up and without bothering for not wearing her top, she jumped on me and hugged me tight and started crying. I was shocked seeing her crying, , meanwhile Smitha also got up and came and hugged me and said “papa, Tulasi failed in her exams, she is afraid her parents may scold her, that’s why she ran away from home after seeing the results.”

I held Tulasi’s hand in my both hands and looking into her eyes said “ran away from home for such a silly reason ? you are such a nice girl, studies is not every thing. You can do well in life as you have common sense. Anyway don’t worry I will convince your parents.. by the way why are you like this dear ? any way you are looking cute in this white transparent bra”. This is the boldest statement I ever gave in my life to any girl. After seeing Pragathi, Arjun, I decided to switch gears.

Then Tulasi realized that she was not wearing bra and she felt shy and tried to cover her boobs with her hands. I lifted her chin up and told her “honey.. you are now almost looking same as Smitha even though you are one year younger”. My eyes got locked on her big boobs. Without any shame I was scanning her body.. right in front of my daughter.. so shameless I was

Tulasi closing her eyes with her hands told in shivering voice “uncle.. you can remove my petticoat also”

I was shocked !!!  so is Smitha

I looked at Smitha asking her what to do… she signalled to me to go ahead and do that.. I really don’t know why Tulasi was asking me to remove her petticoat. She was never like this.. always polite, smiling .. at times she is mischievous but in limits. But why she is already in just bra and petticoat ? questions later, first do what she says. If it was Smitha, I should have thought so much, but for Tulasi why so much thinking ? she always has this innocent way of teasing me with her developing beauty which has some kind of believability  as she grew up in rural side mostly

I bent down to reach her nada.. the thread that held her black petticoat hugging her  shapely ass cheeks  which are already bulging. As my hands touched her waist, I noticed she is no more a little girl, she has fully grown up now and has what it takes to raise any dick.. cute face, attractive tits, curvaceous mid riff and thick thighs, shapely ass cheeks.. more importantly innocent looks

I pulled the one end of the thread and the petticoat fell down in a heap. My eyes got locked on her triangle covered by her pink transparent panty. With her pussy lips shape clearly visible and the tender  and soft light black hair strands pocking out of her thin panty, I was amazed how fast the girls grow.. the smoothness of her inner thighs and attractive pussy shape covered rather loosely in her pink panty which I now remember that I gave her as gift in her last visit for helping my daughter, I was still thinking she is the same little tiny girl climbing on my stomach and playing with my moustache and pinching my nose and playing with me while I try to tickle her at waist and all sensitive parts of her body.. she would laugh, jump, hit me, cuddle me, hug me begging me to stop while I try to touch her tender tits involuntarily and feel her soft ass cheeks. 



Whenever I accidentally touch her small tiny cute tits, she would give a naughty look and scold me you are a bad uncle.. but that’s just a cute warning but I know who much she likes this bad uncle.  She would enjoy playing with me on my bed, fighting with pillow, jumping on the bed and doing all kinds of tantrums that would tickle my nerves.. I get some kind of sweet pain.. something that would linger for a long time even after she leaves. I never thought of seeking such playful act from my daughter as I don’t want to divert her focus from studies

Holding both the cute angels on my stomach with their cheeks rubbing my cheeks, I realized Smitha is trying to throw away her inhibitions taking a cue from her more daring friend. The way she is hugging me from other side and looking at me shyly in her new cotton flowery sleeveless summer top and body hugging thigh level denim shorts I was shocked.. first of all she would never come early from sch ool and secondly this kind of dress she wears very rarely.

Sensing my thoughts, Smitha told “papa, I came early from sch ool after getting call from Tulasi. No, she didn’t run away from home due to her low marks.. that was a lie to tease you.. she came here to seek some happiness and peace from you papa.. Tulasi, why don’t you tell yourself ?”

I was shocked.. so this is all a trap ? 

   

“uncle, I came here to spend some time with you. Why suddenly this ? I always come to see my friend, but this time I came to see you uncle. Why ? uncle, my drunkard papa has introduced some new taste to me.. initially I was resisting.. but slowly as the taste sank in, I started liking it. Yes, he is a bad Papa.. drunkard.. beating my mom.. but still he is my Papa .. he is the one who brought me to this earth. His weakness is drinking but not family. 



Recently he started pulling my mom to my room and lift her sari and put his rather limp dick in her itching pussy and make few moves and slip away.. with his dangling dick wet with his and mom’s juices.. he would look at me and smile and go away.. initially I used to cry.. but my mom consoled me to simply watch and ignore.. any resistance will only make him more bold. I understood her logic, i felt pity for mom as she was not satisfied with papa’s one minute show.. drinking has reduced his stamina.

I got an idea.. I told this to mom.. initially she scolded me but then that’s the only way to bind us together.. us means three of us.  So one day while getting ready to sch ool, I was taking bath, I shouted at mom to give me towel.. as planned, mom told papa to help me get ready to sch ool..  papa came with towel and knocked my bathroom door, I have fully opened the door to take the towel.. he was expecting me to just put my hand out with slightly opened door.. needless to say I was fully naked and I saw papa’s face brightened.. I smiled.. he smiled.. I took the towel and came out to the room and started drying myself… papa was shocked .. I took my sch ool uniform and turned other side and wore it.. I thought papa will leave.. but he was still in the room looking at me.. he is not drunk now but the desire in his eyes is visible.

That night mom got a violent fuck from papa as told by mom

Next day while getting ready for sch ool, I slightly kept my bath room door open.. I saw papa coming in and lieing on my bed and looking at me. He saw me getting ready and smiled at me. I got ready..  my bus time was up, I said bye to both mom and papa and came out.  

After a minute I realized I forgot my lunch box, so I came back to my house.. the door was not closed , I went in and saw papa ducking mom on the sofa itself.. I was shocked seeing that… so he really got heated up seeing me getting ready to sch ool ?  I quietly took my lunch box and came out

So this was my regular routine.. seducing papa to get hard on and fuck my mom.. after a couple of weeks, mom told me she is on periods..

That day in the morning papa came to my room as usual.. saw me taking bath and getting dressed.. as soon as I wore my sch ool uniform, papa came behind me and stood for a while.. so close that I can feel his breath.. he was hesitant … to even touch me.. I turned my head back and smiled at him.. his nerves relaxed a bit and I could see the smile on his face too. 

He gently kissed me on my naked neck and wrapped his arms around my waist.. I just wore my panty and bra by then.. papa felt my soft stomach and moved himself more closer and now I can feel his manhood touching my buttocks. I involuntarily pushed my ass back hitting his bulge and completely turned towards him and said “papa.. time is up.. sch ool bus may come any time”

Papa with a disappointed face moved back and went to his room.. I felt happy as papa is slowly listening to me.. instead of forcing himself on me

But my softness and provocation is taken in a different way by papa which I felt next day.. but by then my mind also started accepting him.. so his rudeness is welcome now.. as he took me to a different world altogether

Uncle, don’t scold me after hearing this.. but I was completely surrendered to my papa who slowly is reducing his alcohol content also.. you can say this is kind of return gift by me to him.. drunkard.. no no.. not any more… beating mom.. not any more

Next day was a game changer in my life.. I was stuck by the desire, love, rudeness of papa.



Papa woke me up early in the morning, lifted me onto his cock in the '69' position, and made me suck it; he fed me his semen and urine until I was full, and he drank my juices and urine too. I was shocked and couldn’t understand whats happening.. but whatever is happening is giving me good feeling.

Afterward, he carried me straight to the bathroom, where we finished our morning routine one after the other, chatting as usual. While bathing—playing along with his mood—he noticed the pain in my eyes; he dried me off, carried me naked to the dining table, and served me idli. After eating with him, while he was discussing with mom my insatiable lust, he told me, "Go get dressed quickly, you slut... you'll be late for sch ool." I agreed, affectionately kissed his cock, and obediently went to my room. I put on white panties and a petticoat, tucked my shirt into my skirt, fastened my belt, hung my ID card around my neck, grabbed my sch ool bag, and returned to Papa.

As I approached him to leave for sch ool, Papa—who always got aroused seeing me in my sch ool uniform—hugged me again and boldly went for a passionate kiss, something he usually avoided to keep my makeup intact. He pressed his erect cock—visible through his dhoti—against my pussy and devoured my lips hungrily, leaving my face smeared with saliva. It felt strange... yet I cooperated in sheer astonishment as Papa held me with intense passion, kneading my breasts with both hands. Unable to hold back any longer—thinking, "Let whatever happens, happen"—I slumped against him, fully yielding to the moment. While he held me like a lover and kissed me deeply, he lifted me onto a study table that was the perfect height for my pussy to align with his waist. 



He stood between my legs and pulled me firmly toward him so that his cock—bulging prominently beneath his dhoti—pressed directly against me. Perhaps because I was wearing a knee-length sch ool uniform skirt, it rode up on its own, exposing my thighs; his cock then thrust hard against me, pushing past my tucked-in shirt and the barrier of the dhothi to strike right at my panties. The gasp that escaped me mingled with his own heavy breathing. Witnessing his intensity, I thought, "My life as a virgin ends here... it’s as if they all conspired and set an auspicious time for my deflowering... I’m done with sch ool now..." and I clung to him with even greater desire.

Sensing he didn't need to hold me quite so tightly anymore, he leaned me back slightly; grasping my breasts—still covered by my shirt—with both hands, he kneaded them gently while pulling me closer... and as if seeking support, one hand... Leaning back against the bench, I pressed my pussy firmly against his cock; I arched my chest to make my breasts easily accessible to his hands, and while holding his neck and locking lips in a passionate kiss—perhaps sensing I was fully ready—he untied his dhoti and tossed it aside. 

 

With his cock standing rigid like a tent-pole inside his drawer, he began to sway slowly, grinding against my pussy right over my panties. Instinctively, I lifted my legs to set the perfect position for him. He picked up the pace, squeezing my breasts with wild intensity, and I swayed in rhythm with his movements—panties still in the way. Even with the drawer acting as a barrier, he pressed hard all over my pussy, driving me wild; as I thrust my hips toward him, I climaxed again, gushing fluids even without actual penetration.

As my sweat-drenched body began to cool, I broke the kiss and leaned back on my hands, smiling at him with a look of admiration and satisfaction. He gazed into my eyes with unquenched desire, squeezing my breasts and grinding against me rapidly, before finally whispering, "Thank you, my dear... I love you..." and ejaculating right into his drawer while kissing me again. Then, laying me down fully on the bench and leaning over me, Papa kissed my breasts right over my shirt for a while—acting with a freedom I hadn't seen before.

As he pulled me close and finished off—thrusting against my pussy and imagining he was actually fucking it—I felt a new kind of thrill; realizing his sticky fluids were seeping from his underwear onto my own wet panties, I cooperated with even more enthusiasm. Looking up at him with satisfaction and love, I said, "I love you too, papa... you really nailed it today... it felt exactly like being properly fucked." He then unzipped his fly, tossed his underwear aside, and guided his cock to my mouth as if asking me to clean it.

My white panties—which covered my buttocks and extended down to my thighs—were soaked with our fluids and clung tightly to my body; realizing the outline of my pussy was likely visible, I spread my thighs wide to give him a better view while I thoroughly sucked and cleaned his cock. Sensing his cock beginning to stir and harden again from the touch of my mouth, he quickly pulled it away, lifted me up, turned me around so my buttocks faced him, and held me close in an embrace.

As I turned to look at papa—who was fondling my breasts with one hand while pressing the other over my skirt against my pussy—he planted a kiss on my lips and asked, "You'll be late for sch ool, and I'll be late for my work... is that okay?" Gazing into his eyes like a heartbroken lover, I replied, "It doesn't matter to me, Papa... because the love and pleasure I find with you mean more to me than anything else. Unless, of course, you have things more important than my happiness—in which case, you could just hand me over to those jerks at my sch ool who are constantly plotting to devour me..." I said this with a hint of reproach, unhappy at the thought of him leaving me behind when I was hoping he might finally take my virginity.

Papa gripped my breasts tighter and passionately fondled my pussy, asking, "Didn't I just finish loving you so tenderly? Tell me, what more do you want?" As he looked into my eyes as if searching for something, I stared back steadily and said, "I want it again and again, Papa... Besides, you only did it superficially... are you actually fucking me? You just keep raising my hopes... you make me feel innocent, finish halfway, and then send me away saying it's enough... is that fair of you?" Perhaps I had asked a bit too harshly...

Looking at me even more intently, he said, "Don't you want to study? Huh... do you just want the cock? What about your future?" as he lifted my skirt and pressed against my pussy right over my panties... As he held me firmly and questioned me—while heat radiated from my pussy and flushed my cheeks—I blurted out the truth: 

  

"Even with all this going on, and amidst all this confusion, I’m still first in my class, Papa. Missing sch ool for just one day won't hurt; I’ll cover the syllabus myself. Please, just fuck me. If you stop halfway like this, I don't want my education or my future anymore. And so what if I don't have an education? I’ll just become a whore like Mom—I am a woman, after all."

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Cum thirsty Tulasi







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Mom Pragathi teaching her young daughter on how to taste the man's gum








 

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First cum shower for the studious Smitha

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Madhukar, Manju, Priya  narrating and enjoying the hot family secrets  stories of their friends




Finally Priya getting her pussy licked by Madhukar uncle



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As I spoke, his anger flared; he squeezed my breast hard and growled, "Is fucking more important to you than your education, you whore? Don't you realize the pain will kill you? Get lost, you slut..." He jabbed his cock against my buttocks—right over my skirt—and though his anger terrified me, the intensity of his assault aroused me to the point of madness.

Craving that pleasure, I looked at him defiantly and said, "Pain? Look at how hard you fucked Mom. Yet, didn't she come back to you for more fucking as soon as the pain subsided? I’m asking you—is there any pleasure without pain, Papa? Whatever happens, I just want to be fucked. If I die, so be it; I’d rather die while being fucked blissfully."

 

As I argued stubbornly and adjusted myself so his cock pressed right against my buttocks, he suddenly let go of my breasts and pussy, grabbed my hair... "Are you trying to teach *me* a lesson, you whore? What? You'd even die for a cock, you worthless slut? Is your ass itching that badly for it?" he snarled. Before my feet could even touch the ground, he flipped me face-down onto the table, bent me over, and hiked my skirt up over my buttocks.


Glaring lustfully at my voluptuous, 36-inch-sized, fleshy buttocks—still covered by my panties—he muttered, "Is it looking at these that gave you such a big head about your ass, you stupid cunt? You're acting up because you're fat with lust... just watch how I melt that fat away." With a sudden jerk, he pulled my panties down to my thighs and delivered a stinging slap across my buttock that made my pussy quiver. My father, who had never once scolded or hit me since I was old enough to understand anything, had struck me; the shock killed my desire, and tears welled up in my eyes.

As I looked at him with a terrified, crestfallen expression, he rained down six hard slaps on each buttock, leaving angry red welts; my smooth, golden-hued buttocks were now inflamed and bore the distinct imprints of his fingers. I screamed in agony with every blow, but he snapped, "You said you'd die for it, didn't you, you cheap slut? Can't you even handle this much pain?" Crouching behind me, he spread my buttocks wide with both hands to stare intently at my asshole, then delivered a blow so hard it left raised welts, making me jolt in pain.

As I lay face-down on the table, kicking my legs and sobbing while trying to touch my pussy, he grabbed both my hands, pinned them against my back, and struck my pussy again—making me writhe in agony. Yet, driven by intense lust, he immediately buried his face between my buttocks and began licking my pussy. His tongue worked furiously right at the threshold of my virginity, making my pussy lips flutter and making the pain vanish. Overwhelmed by the rising heat of passion, I clawed at my own hair like a madwoman, moaning, "Aah... Pahhhhpaaahhhh... please... paaaaapaaaa... please... please... please... please... Aaaah... paaa… paaaa..."



Even though I lacked the courage to explicitly ask him to push deeper, I thrust my pussy against his mouth and screamed... As he slowly poked his index finger against my asshole, I cooperated, hoping—at least this time—he would push it inside... Finally, the wonderful man began to force it firmly into my asshole... Although it was just a finger entering my depths for the first time, I welcomed it with the same eagerness as if it were a cock; I endured the pain by clenching my teeth, terrified that he might stop if I complained...

As he pushed his finger past the first knuckle into my anal ring, I thought, "Thank goodness... after all this time, at least my asshole has found salvation..." "Oh God, this is going to be intense," I thought, feeling a thrill of excitement deep down... and just as I was struggling to control the pain, he started fucking my ass with his finger, pushing it in little by little.



As I struggled to control the pain, he began fucking my ass with his finger, thrusting it in little by little. Feeling that finger penetrate the depths of my ass for the first time—thrusting slowly—I felt a wave of ecstasy and revelled in the sensation, gazing longingly at Papa while moaning softly. He kept thrusting the finger deeper, igniting a fire in both my ass and my pussy; I closed my eyes to savor it. Sensing my ass had loosened up, he pushed in a second finger to widen the passage.

As he stood up, squeezing his cock while looking at my ass—and I looked right back at him—I knew anal fucking was definitely on the cards. I lifted my ass to meet his hand and squeezed my own breasts, which had hardened like stones. "Papa... it feels so good. If it feels this amazing with just fingers, imagine the pleasure if you fucked me with your cock..." I urged him on.

He slid in another finger, widening the path with three fingers, while simultaneously pressing his thumb against my clit, making me gush profusely. "Oh my God... you've killed me, Papa... I thought you were going to use your cock, but you finished me off with just your fingers..." I panted, looking at him pleadingly. He grabbed my hair to lift my head, took the fingers he’d used in my ass and put them in my mouth—making me taste my own juices—then led me to my knees and guided his cock to my lips.

Turned on by this, I kissed it and took the whole thing into my mouth... As I was vigorously servicing his cock—ready for my ass—with all my experience, he grabbed my hair, held me in place, and thrust it deep into my throat for a while.



Gasping for air as that eight-inch cock moved rapidly past my throat, I was suddenly yanked up by my hair and bent over the table, lying face-down. Seeing my eagerness—even as I felt intimidated by his intensity—I spread my legs wide to make way for him. Stunned by my desperation, Papa muttered, "You're an even bigger slut than your mother... that whore couldn't handle her itch either and took it in the ass before her pussy on our first night..."

As he rammed his cock into my anal opening, I braced for the pain while simultaneously craving the sensation of it deep inside. "It's okay, put it in, Papa... you've loosened my ass up well... I can handle the pain... I was born from Mom's sluttiness, after all... I drank the milk that came from her getting fucked hard to satisfy her lust... How could I not inherit that same craving? In a way, I might turn out to be an even bigger slut than Mom..."

Even when he delivered a sharp smack to my buttocks—making me scream—the lust in my eyes didn't fade. Noticing this, Papa said, "Trying to outdo my wife, you slut? Are you going to milk a man dry with as much lust as my wife?" and thrust it all the way in, making me scream out loud. Not expecting him to thrust so forcefully, I writhed in agony—feeling as though a stake was being driven into my ass—and tried to push him away with my hands.

He gripped my waist tightly, pressing me against his chest, and thrust deep with every stroke, making me see stars. "You said you could take it, you bitch... well, take it then..." he growled. As I thrashed about, crying out, "Oh... I can't take it... I'm dizzy... oh god...", he suddenly shifted from his measured pace to a furious, rapid rhythm, pulling all the way back and slamming in deep while holding my waist firmly.



My ass had adapted to the size of his cock, and as he pounded away—creating a sound like clapping—my wails filled the air. He grabbed my hair to hold me steady while thrusting; he tore the buttons off my shirt and ripped my petticoat, kneading my breasts roughly. Stunned by the brutal thrusts and the crushing grip on my breasts, I stared at him in shock. "Why are you looking at me like that? Don't you want your ass fucked? Huh? If you don't want it, get lost..." he shouted, shoving me hard against the wall.

With that, his cock slid right out of my ass... I lost my cool when his hands pulled away; perhaps I couldn't bear the thought of that magical sensation in my ass—caused by his cock—coming to a sudden halt and leaving me feeling empty. Craving that pain and refusing to let it stop, I pounced on Papa like a hungry tigress; I grabbed his head with both hands, locked lips with him, and hoisted myself onto the table, lifting my legs to signal him to thrust inside immediately.

As he slid it back into my ass and started pounding, I lay back, looked into his eyes, and challenged him: "Fuck me, you bastard—fuck me hard! Let's see just how rough you can get... if you stop halfway, I'll cut off your cock and cook it!" As I dbangd my legs over his shoulders—giving him the perfect angle—he gripped my thighs tightly and growled, "Oh, I'll fuck you, you slut... I'll fuck you until your ass splits wide open—just you wait!" With that, he began thrusting with lightning speed.



As I jerked and shuddered under the speed of his cock thrusting into my ass, I cried out, "Fuck me... fuck me just like that... You fuck the town's whores, but what sin did *I* commit, you bastard? Aren't you my father? Don't you have any responsibility?" Even as I took that pounding and reached my climax, panting, he violently tore off my shirt, grabbed me by the hair, dragged me over, and bent me against the wall, resuming his brutal fucking of my ass.



He pinned me against the wall as I bounced under his force. After I climaxed and trembled from his speed, Papa paused briefly before hammering into me again; he pushed me away from the wall, pinned me against my bedroom door, and fucked me so hard it felt like my ass would shatter. Just as I reached the peak again, he lifted me up and threw me face-down onto the bed. Under the onslaught of his furious fucking—having already climaxed multiple times—I thought, "Oh God, what kind of fucking is this? My ass is on fire... I can't handle his anger..." When he threw me down like that, I thought it was the perfect moment to escape and tried to get up, but he grabbed my legs, snarling, "Where do you think you're going, you whore?" He dragged me back, pinned me down, and thrust deep into my ass again.



He pressed down hard on my back, pounding me mercilessly for another ten minutes until I was completely spent; just as I was trying to relax, he grabbed my hair, dragged me along, forced me onto my knees, shoved his cock into my mouth, and began pounding my throat. As Papa finally came—spewing his load all over my mouth and slapping my face with his cock—I saluted the wild, ecstatic ride he’d just taken my ass on.

While sucking up and swallowing his juices, I moaned, "You blew my mind, Papa... you gave me ecstasy on the very first go... hurry up and set a date for my pussy too, so you can fuck it however you like, my man..." Smiling, Papa kissed my forehead and lay down beside me, saying, "Until your wedding, only let yourself be fucked in the ass, no matter how much anyone pressures you... whoever desires you, just give them your ass... and don't let a single finger touch your pussy until I say so, sweetheart..."




Looking at him with a smile, I asked excitedly, "So, from now on, if someone wants to fuck my ass... it's okay, Papa?" He looked back calmly and said, "From this moment on, your ass isn't yours anymore, you whore—it belongs to the town... anyone who wants to will fuck your ass... even if it's a beggar, you have to take it patiently like a good whore, just like your mother... you must satisfy everyone's desire..." Saying this, he turned me onto my side to expose my ass and thrust his cock back in without even a five-minute break.

Startled, I said coquettishly, "What, Papa? Already?" As he grabbed my breasts and began to fuck me slowly, he replied, "From now on, you won't even get that much of a break..." "You silly girl... they’ll keep stuffing as many cocks as possible into you and fucking you all day long without a single break..." As Papa spoke these words while fucking me hard, my lust surged again.

"I’m here for everything, darling... I won’t let you face any trouble..." he said, flipping me over and mounting me... Perhaps realizing I couldn't take much more, he finished in about ten minutes and ejaculated into my ass; then, mixing that fluid with my own juices in his hand, he taught me right there in the kitchen how to prepare  special desert for us... Afterward, he took me to my room, laid me down, lovingly fed the desert to me, and said, "Sleep soundly, sweetheart... I’ll go out for some time" before walking out.

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Pragathi mom punishing her rowdy son for groping his classmate

 

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Tulasi

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Smitha

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Pragathi

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Priya

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-69-



Tulasi completed her narration. I and Smitha were shocked hearing her story but immediately Tulasi poured cold water on hot fire. She said “uncle, whatever I narrated is a dream I got recently, not the reality. I wish it was true and my papa fucked me like that, but I was not that fortunate with my papa , that’s why I came here to spend some time with you uncle.. I know you like me a lot but there is this hesitation in you that I noticed that kept you away from feeling my love without any inhibition..”

By then both the girls were on me and I was lying on the bed hugging both the angels tightly and I interrupted Tulasi and replied “dear.. yes you are right, many times I held back whenever you or my daughter gave me hug and played with me pinching, hugging, titillating my senses, I saw your budding beauties and admired seeing your perky little pops through your transparent tops without wearing any innerwere.. girls, it was so tough for me to just see and admire and not do anything.. not even touch them..

you guys were so amazing and mesmerizing I was lost in your tender, budding, innocent looks.. in fact in your last visit Tulasi, I tested myself standing in your bed room, just looking at you both sleeping.. with my dick fully erect and mind you I couldn’t control my leak and very few times the dick leaks and ejaculates without touching it. Unless you are so much excited it wont happen.. when I was pulsating and ejaculating , Pragathi aunty saw me and took me to our bed room and said, “Honey, I know how much you love these dolls , I also know its too early to do anything to them but I cant see you frustrating like this, but atleast I will make them sleep on our bed and you can feel them, hugging, tucking and feeling their cute titties.. nothing wrong darling”.



I really wanted to make you roll over on your stomach and put my pulsating dick between your inner thighs and do a dry fuck with you pushing your ass back asking for more.. that’s something like a win win situation for us.. but then I couldn’t gather courage.. now hearing this narration from you I should  not delay it any more..Smitha baby, what you say ?”



Smitha thought for a while and told “papa, problem is you still think we are kids and we don’t know anything .. yes, I was studious but that doesn’t mean I don’t have feelings like other girls of my age, its just that I may not express explicitly and also was afraid of telling to parents.. I will narrate one incident which will make you realize we are not kids like you still think and we do have feelings and we do know many things what parents do.. this is about our neighbors.. let me narrate this”

Smitha started telling …


Wearing a newly stitched knee length silk frock and a matching silk blouse, I went over to the neighbors' house carrying chocolates to give to the uncle and aunt. As soon as I arrived, I called out "Aunty, Aunty" and walked right into their bedroom, where the uncle was sitting on the bed reading the newspaper. As soon as he saw me walk into the room wearing new clothes...

"Come here... what's the occasion? Is it your birthday today? Oh my... I completely forgot... What are those chocolates in your hand? Bring them here," Uncle said, familiarly taking the chocolates from my hand. "Aunty is taking a bath; it's almost time for her to leave for the work... I'll take the chocolates... Come here," he said, pulling me onto his lap with easy familiarity.



Uncle and Aunty had lived next door for the past seven years and had doted on me since I was little. Because I was so comfortable and free in their home—and because Aunty wasn't in the room at that moment—I, too, settled onto Uncle's lap without a second thought or hesitation. Uncle was a medical representative, and Aunty worked at a bank.

The reason I mentioned Aunty's absence is that, lately, as I’ve been growing up, Aunty has started objecting when Uncle lifts me up or seats me on his lap like he used to. Moreover, if Uncle takes even the slightest liberty, she immediately scolds him, saying, "Smitha isn't a little child anymore; don't go acting silly like that."

That is why Uncle doesn't touch me when Aunty is around. But when Aunty isn't there, he often keeps me on his lap and chats with me. Just like that... Lately, something strange happens whenever I sit on Uncle's lap. From the moment I sit there, something—like a firm yet soft rod—presses up against me from below, right between my thighs. Sometimes, it makes soft contact right between my buttocks and thighs, pressing against the slit of my crotch.



As it touches me there, Uncle shifts restlessly. With his movements, that soft, stake-like object presses and rubs firmly between my thighs, making me feel a strange, intense sensation. I love that feeling. Sometimes, a tingling numbness spreads through my body, and my eyes grow heavy and half-closed. My tongue goes numb and dry. It feels as though the nerves in my body are being wrung out like a wet cloth, and my body aches with a craving for something more.

It is to experience that sweet sensation in Uncle's arms again and again that I have been visiting his house whenever he is alone. I also make it a point to go there without wearing panties under my dress. Furthermore, lately, when I sit on his lap, Uncle reaches under my armpits and gently touches my breasts—which are the size of small sweet limes—with a touch that is barely there, light and fleeting.

As Uncle... As his hands move gently over my chest, my nerves tense up; my breasts swell forward and my nipples harden, making me wish he would squeeze them even more firmly. I wait eagerly for the moment when Uncle will knead and squeeze them, subduing their fullness and satisfying my deep desire. Sometimes, I struggle to suppress the urge to place my hands over his and press down hard, but I simply lack the courage to do so.

Lately, Uncle has been doing new things. When I sit on his lap, he holds me in a tight embrace, plants gentle kisses on my neck, and occasionally caresses and strokes my breasts softly. Whenever he does this, I feel a dampness between my thighs, and sometimes my panties actually get wet. Walking around while my panties are damp from his touch, the cool air hitting the fabric makes my nerves tingle; instead of drying, the area feels even wetter, and a restless, intense longing for something more—a craving for something to happen—grows stronger within me.

For these reasons, I’ve been feeling a growing fondness for Uncle lately. Whenever I go and sit on his lap, he presses my back firmly against his chest and says, "Smitha, this..." "Saying, 'Your silk frock feels so smooth,' he placed both his hands on my thighs and began to stroke them gently.


That was the first time Uncle had ever placed his hands on my thighs and stroked them like that. A sudden, electric thrill shot through my body; unable to hold back, I placed my hands over his and pressed my thighs firmly against his palms..."

 

At that moment, I felt something firm yet soft pressing gently against my buttocks from where I sat on Uncle's lap. Between the friction of his hands and the sensation of his rod—soft yet firm—pressing against me from below, a wave of warmth and a heady flush washed over my entire body. Just then, Uncle slid his hands up from my thighs, remarking, "This blouse doesn't feel like silk," and placed them on my breasts—which were full and round like sweet limes—caressing them gently. I gasped, "Sss... Mmm... Uncle..." and turned around abruptly, wrapping my arms around his neck and pressing my breasts firmly against his chest as I clung to him.

"This is my birthday gift to my little Smitha..." Uncle said, capturing my lips with his and kissing me passionately. Savoring the sweetness of that first kiss in my life, I let my eyes drift shut in a haze of bliss and leaned back into his embrace. I lost track of time while melting in Uncle's embrace, but when his hands slid under my skirt and began gently kneading my buttocks over my panties, warm thrills—like electric currents—coursed through my spine. My young body, already burning with the fire of long-held, intoxicating, and sweet desires, instantly surrendered to a state of heady ecstasy.



I don't know how long I stayed in his arms or how long he drank the saliva from my mouth, but I snapped back to full awareness when his hands slipped inside my panties to gently massage my bare buttocks. Before I could stop him, my panties slid down beneath my skirt, and his fingers began tenderly caressing my delicate, tender intimate folds.

The moment his fingers touched that spot, my body jerked violently in his grasp, as if struck by an electric shock. My thighs were already drenched, soaking my panties; the sensation of that wet fabric against my skin sent a wave of intoxicating shivers through my entire body.

Just then, my mother called out, "Smitha... Smitha..." As that call came loudly from inside the house, Uncle suddenly let go of me. Adjusting my panties that had slipped down, I called out, "Yeah... I'm coming, Mom..." and—reluctantly tearing myself away from Uncle—I ran back to my house.

"What is this! I told you to just drop off the chocolates and come back, but you stayed there? Aren't you going to sch ool?" Mom asked. "Aunty is taking bath; I was waiting to give her the chocolates," I replied, then grabbed my sch ool bag and headed to sch ool, feeling dejected and restless.

Papa, after a month or so I realized the mistake I did and I never went to uncle again, my mind was swaying away from my studies and I felt its not appropriate for me to go in that direction. But as a growing girl my body was giving me all kinds of sweet pains since I got that touch from uncle. I didn’t dare to tell mom or you. But I stopped wearing underwere once a while to give cool air breeze to my inner parts.

Once day mom noticed that I was not wearing innerwere and roaming in the house since I have developed bigger boobs than others I got noticed by mom. She called me to her room and asked the reason. I said I feel happy without the innerwere, mom didn’t say anything.

One day in the evening while I was sitting on the floor and doing homework, mom shouted from kitchen “go and give the towel to papa in the bathroom”. I was shocked how can I go to your bathroom, but I gathered some courage and went inside and saw slightly opened bathroom and through that small gap, I saw you standing naked and soaping your thick big cock which blew my mind and immediately ran away. Mom saw me coming out of the bedroom and she took the towel from me and went inside.

She didn’t come out for 10 min and when she finally came, I quietly saw mom wiping her lips and going to kitchen. At that time I didn’t know what would have happened. Ofcourse now I know what has happened inside.

Papa, all these days it was a struggle for me focus on my studies while unable to forget those erotic scenes which started playing on my mind slowly.  

One day mom was giving me headbath , I was sitting on the stool with a thin white towel while mom was shampooing me. After couple of minutes when I am done, I opened my eyes to see you there and it was you who was doing shampooing. Mom left in the middle as fruits vendor came and you started giving me shampooing .. in wet towel, thin towel my tits were clearly visible to you and I couldn’t see you at all as my face became red and I closed my eyes and told you to go out. Without saying anything you left. After that I couldn’t see you face to face as I was shy and you were normal as if nothing happened

Papa, why I am telling all these things is from our side also you should think and we are no more small kids and we are in fact ready for the grind..



yes, many girls in my sch ool got a taste of that from their boy friends and brothers and even dads. Its no more a taboo to be doing these things. My friend Roopa used to say its her papa who makes her ready for the sch ool, my other friend Divya says she sleeps next to her brother even now and another friend Madhavi says she feels good being stroked in her inner thighs by her dad before going to bed and even gently squeeze her lemons to wake her up to get ready for the sch ool.



Another girl Bhargavi says her papa lifts her up on his stomach and slowly pushes his HOT IRON ROD between her thighs”

Smitha took a pause and I could feel her entire body is shivering while narrating this

We there were silent. Both the angels lying on my thighs with their faces rubbing my already fully erect lund through my lungi

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Sheethal

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Urmi

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-70-

As Priya was in Manju’s house for the night, Suresh was getting restless as he badly needed a pussy to drill.. Seeing his restlessness, his son Sameer promised him that he will do something to make papa happy

He calls his girl friend Urmila.. speaker is on.. Suresh is also listening



“hey watsup.. Urmi..”

“hey Sammi where you have been ? forgot me or what ?”

“no yaar.. little busy with exams”

“what ? do you care about studies also ?”

“what to do yaar.. atleast for papa’s sake I should pass the exams”

“how is Suresh uncle ?”

“he is fine Urmi.. glad you remember him”

“what are you saying yaar.. he is the one who solved all my doubts to get first class”

“true.. papa can clear any doubt”

“true.. in fact I only was about to call you”

“me ? for what?”

“Sammi.. as you know my younger sister Sheethal has her tenth exams.. she failed last year. If she fails again it will be very bad for her”

 

“yeah.. Sheethal baby is so cute she should pass this time.. “

“can you do me a favour ?”

“what ?”

“can you ask if uncle has some time tonight for a tution class for her ?”

“wow.. why not ? let me ask papa.. be on the line”

Suresh is so happy that he cant believe his luck.. Sheethal baby is such an adorable girl it would be fun seducing her and flirting her.

Seeing papa’s happy face, Sameer also felt happy..

He continued his conversation with his GF

“You are lucky Urmi.. papa doesn’t have any office calls tonight.. you can send her immediately”

“ok.. so sweet of uncle.. I am sending her right away.. you know her right.. she is moody sometimes.. take care of her”

“darling.. don’t worry.. I will take care of her.. anyway papa is not new to her right?”

“I know.. that’s why I am sending her”

“ok dear.. good night.. will talk to you later”

“bye dear.. plan for a nightout.. been a long while”

“yeah yeah.. I have it in my mind.. will do soon.. bye dear”

“bye dear”

After the call is over, Suresh hugged his son and  expressed his happiness

“beta.. Sheethal baby is so cute right ?”

“papa.. she is a doll.. that’s why she is adorable that her dad got so much addicted to her”

“shittt.. she is already into this ?”

“papa.. don’t trust any young pussy.. I don’t know to what extent uncle used her”

“ok.. that will make our life easy.. any girl once used to dicks will be an easy prey for us”



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Exactly around 7:30 PM came the beautiful Sheethal completely drenched in the rain. She came on scooty and mid way through heavy rain started, she decided to continue anyway

Suresh opened the door to see completely drenched.. in white top with handful tits clearly visible with piercing nipples getting noticed, he couldn’t believe what he is seeing.. its has been a while he saw such younger tender flower who is much younger than his daughter Priya

Inviting her inside, he quickly closed the door and let her in the living room where Sameer was waiting to see the cute baby. He had his eyes on this girl while fucking her sister many times. He indirectly made his intentions clear about this cute baby girl in front of his girl friend Urmi who dismissed it saying every one who sees her younger sister always talk like that.. she is that cute and good looking

Even with that wet body, Sheethal offered Suresh uncle a warm hug and thanked him for accepting to clear her doubts in the subjects.  Suresh feeling her wet ass cheeks with his hands gave a smile to her and said “I am glad you came here inspite of such heavy downpour dear… ok, go and change to Priya’s dress.. go to her room and pick your choice from her wardrobe

Sameer held her hand and walked her to his sisters room and opened the wardrobe for her. He also handed her a towel to dry herself. She looked at the wardrobe and all her night dresses are so short, transparent and revealing.. she didn’t spend much time picking one since all are like that.. she picked one and went to bathroom with the towel

Sameer came to living room and winked at his papa.. they both are happy seeing her wet beauty already



After couple of minutes came the sweet doll.. in cute pony tail and thigh level sch ool frock and checked shirt which is porous displaying her perky tits. This is the fantasy sch ool uniform that Suresh bought for Priya which makes his dick raise instantly seeing her in this dress. The frock is almost showing her panty even while standing.  Suresh couldn’t believe his luck while Sameer is trying hard to control his bulge raising

Like a studious girl, she came with her sch ool bag and opened the books. Suresh was sitting on the sofa while Sheethal was sitting on the floor. She started asking all her doubts one by one. Suresh knows how to explain the things in easy to understand language. After a serious half hour session, she takes five minutes break. Sameer hands over her favorite  hot coffee which he made fresh. After 5 min break, the session continues for another 45 min and she gets all her doubts cleared…

She puts aside the sch ool bag and thanks uncle for such a patient clearing of her doubts. They moved to bed room with Sheethal opening the top buttons of her checked shirt, throwing her hair back and tucking the bottom ends of her shirt way up her belly and tieing it exposing her Kashmiri apple color waist and attractive midriff and killing navel and she pulled her frock down a bit making a big big gap between her tits and pussy quite visible.. she is such a sex bomb already

Suresh sat on the edge the bed with her sitting next to her and Sameer sitting on the floor in front of them. Wrapping his arm over her waist and pulling her closer Suresh said “you are looking gorgeous in the sch ool uniform.. I really like my daughter in this dress and you are looking exactly like Priya with your innocent looks and attractive body”. She was hugging uncle from side and said “no wonder all uncles think the same way.. even my papa likes me in this kind of sch ool uniform”

“really ? what does he do ?”

“uncle there is  reason why I failed last year”

“what reason”

“before I tell that can we have some drinks in this cold weather ? Sameer can you get whisky bottle for us please”

Suresh, Sameer got surprised she started drinking already. Sameer went and brought the whisky bottle and three glasses, he pulls the coffee table and setsup the drinks

Sheethal continues “uncle.. the reason is very simple.. I spend most of my evenings with papa neglecting studies. Papa comes home around 7:30 and after getting freshened up, I had to setup drinks for him and he while having his drink fondles me and cuddles me making sure I am not uncomfortable. How can I be uncomfortable to my own papa.. I sit on his lap and hold the glass and feed the drink to him.. he likes me doing that and once in a while he would make me sip some.. while I initially disliked the taste, slowly I started enjoying the taste and kick it gives. It makes me bolder and put aside my inhibitions and I hug and cuddle and kiss papa making him relax. Whenever papa is any one of us three.. myself or akka or mom, the rule is others wont come inside. 


That gave us enough privacy and I would allow papa grope me wherever he likes. He believes and its true also that he started doing well in job after I am spending time with him, his tensions are gone and is more focused on work.  That’s why he encourages me do all this. This of course dented my studies and I really didn’t care much as papa was feeling happy and also got promotion in his job and he started buying me many gifts.. anyway, uncle, tonight you are my papa and I will give you drinks”

Suresh felt so happy that a young girl that drunk girl would be an easy pray for him. She took the glass and started feeding uncle while uncle in between is making her have a sip. Sameer also started drinking. After couple of rounds, Suresh fell back.. relaxing and allowing his lungi to loosen up a bit displaying his semi erect dick.  

 

Sheethal’s eyes fell on his small, thick penis which is exactly like her papa.. she bent down a bit and loosened the lungi further and holding his semi erect cock said “uncle.. you have an erection already.. so cool.. my papa would need me to suck him for 10 minutes to get an erection like this.. he is way slow and when he taught me initially how to suck his cock, he used to hold my hair tight and pull me hard on his cock.. uncle yours is already up”

Sameer who is also drunk by now, joined Sheethal from otherside and have completely removed papa’s lungi and started caressing his balls.. this made Sheethal go mad.. how can a boy touch another man’s cock.. it excited her so much she leaned forward and touched uncle’s dick with her tongue tip and Suresh gave a jerk and commented “baby… ufff.. suck me like Priya… make my tank empty…”

Sheethal took his small dick by hand and started circling his dick head with her toungue making him go mad.. she is already an expert in this ? she is cute and good looking girl that knows all the tricks of the trade. Meanwhile Sameer bent forward and took his papa’s testicles in his mouth and started chewing them. This sent shivers to Suresh.. a young cute girl working on his dick head while his son tasting his dick balls.

“uffff… Sheethal baby… suck me… take my dick inside your little mouth… suck it.. lick it.. chew it.. ahhhh…. Sammi.. doing good job… ahhhhh… Sheethal… more…. Faster…. Ammmmmm… ufffff… you are killing me… with your looks.. never know such a cute baby knows all these…. Ahhhh.. my god… your papa taught you so much… hmmmm… sweet doll you are… suck… like that… ahh what a sweet tender lips.. ufff.. I want to taste those lips after this… my godddd… Sammii…. U also suck my dick… both of you… together… ahhhh.. like that… together.. two toungues on my dick… ahhhh.. what a feeling.. ummmm… I ammmmmm cummmmmming…. Cummmmming…. Ahhhhhh… take in your muth…. Sheethal baby… suck my juices… ahhhh… suck… don’t stop… keep sucking… both of you…. Ahh.. exchange my juices between you …. Ammmmm… cummmming…. Mmmm.. don’t stop… baby… suck.. ahhh my god.. I came so much in this little babies mouth… my god she is drinking me cum.. this bitch likes man’s cum… already… ahhh… my god… ufffff…”

Suresh stood up and pulled Sheethal on to the bed and with his cum drenched dick started rubbing her tender pussy after lifting her frock which is anyway so short that her panty is visible.. his cock which already threw up so much cum is still hard.. Sheethal couldn’t believe he can be so hard and have full erection even after cumming so hard..

Meanwhile Sameer took out his long thick fly and put in her mouth.. Sheethal couldn’t believe father and son making her so much happy together.. Suresh while rubbing her tender hairless pussy asked Sheethal “baby.. did your papa already fuck you ? did your pussy get dick puja from your papa.. this cute hairless pussy which already as wide as my palm is making me go crazy.. I want to fuck you baby… the girl that played with this uncle.. teasing and flirting.. finally being fucked by this uncle..”, without waiting for her approval, pushed his fully erect cock in her pussy hole which is already wet with her juices.. she made a jerk and swalled uncle’s  small cock.. Sameer is pushing his hard dick deep inside her throat and chocking her and making her grasp for breath is fucking her throat wildly

Meanwhile Suresh also found his way in the young cute baby… deep inside her womanhood he is giving faster wilder thrusts and he bent forward to kiss her lips while his son’s cock is fucking her mouth.. in between he is licking his son’s dick also.. both Sheethal and Suresh are working on his big cock.. This is a new experience for Sheethal..  a man sucking another man’s cock is making her go crazy.

After a minute Sameer took out his dick from her mouth and he went to bathroom and brought some hair oil.. Sheethal was getting scared seeing that.. she understood Sameer is going to fuck her ass.. my god both son and father want to fuck simultaneously ? she tried to put up a brave face and protest.. but Suresh uncle is not allowing her to get up.. he is holding her hands and fucking her. She told Sameer “Sameer.. I cant take that big lund in my ass.. I am not like my akka.. don’t puncture my little ass hole which is not drilled by cock so far… I said no to papa also.. please.. don’t…”




But Sameer is in his own world.. he poured some oil on the tip of his cock head, he looked at papa and gave signal.  Suresh without loosening the knot, rolled to on his own holding Sheethal on him. Now Sheethal is on top of him exposing her virgin ass hole to Sameer. Before Sheethal realized whats happening, Suresh grabbed her head and held it tight and started giving hard violent kiss on her tender rosy lips.. almost biting and putting his tongue inside her mouth and fighting with her tongue. She got erosed by his passionate kissing and meanwhile some thing like a hot iron rod entered her tiny ass hole which gave a huge burning sensation.. she made a big roar but soon that roar died inside uncle’s mouth as he held her head tight and sucking her thick lips passionately while giving huge jerks from bottom with his cock which is in full form

Sheethal gave up fighting and soon the pain turned into pleasure. The same big lund which fucked her akka right in front of her is now giving her huge pleasure and as a bonus, in fact more than that, uncle is also giving me tough fight with his cock which is drilling my pussy in coordination with his son’s cock from other side .. sometimes both the cocks are hitting each other inside my womb.  

Sameer is pulling her by hair and slapping her ass cheeks is using foul language and scolding her

“papa.. this little whore has so much itching.. she used to watch us fucking.. when I was fucking her sister Urmila in her room, this bitch used to come in to our room on some pretext or other”

“son.. you should have fucked this girl also along with her akka”

“I tried that.. but my girl friend asked me to wait.. after another year she told I can fuck this girl.. but see now.. she is already getting drilled by my rod”

“orey Sammi… stop calling me a bitch… I never sucked other cocks.. this is the first cock outside papa.. can you tell you didn’t fuck any other cunt apart from my akka”

PHAT PHAT DHADD DHADD PHAT ..PHAT..

Sameer is slapping her hard and scolding her

“stop giving me lectures you whore.. tell me honestly you never wanted to suck my cock.. tell me bitch”

Sheethal was silent

“tell baby.. tell.. did you really like my son’s cock.. big cock ?”

Sheethal was silent

“papa.. why will she tell.. she used to come in the middle of the night to our room and hold my big cock in her hand and kiss and go.. her papa’s cock was much much smaller”

“rey badkov.. stop comparing with my papa.. his cock may be smaller but his heart is bigger…. He treats me like a princes.. always protects me.. always loves me…”

“ok ok.. every papa is great.. even my papa is also great for me”

Its already 5 minutes since Suresh started fucking her… he is on the verge of eruption.. he signalled to his son who held her by waist and rolled over… now she is on top Sameer and Suresh removed his cock from her pussy and with a big heave started releasing huge amount of cum on her face which she was not expecting.. Suresh is shivering, pulsating and with a big roar threw up the last tranche of his cum on her face and immediately he bent forward and started licking his own cum off her face and in between kissing her and exchanging his juices to her and biting her tender lips and giving slight slaps on her cheeks was praising her beauty

“baby.. you are so cute and chubby and many times you would come and sit on my lap and jump on my lap and some thing hits your tender ass cheeks you would hold my dick in my lungi and pressing it hard used to tell me how you used to get similar feeling with your papa.. sometimes when you try to catch the apple in my hand and I try to push my hand back not giving access to you, you would with your tiny tits crush your chest on my face and try to grab the apple and some times I would hold your little tits and perky nippies in my mouth and suck them, while you were busy trying to pull the apple from me

Sheethal, I don’t know how much you remembered, I would finally put the apple in your top between your tits and make fun of you.. you have three apples now and you would feel cheated and pointing to my lund would say I have a banana..

Baby, I used to enjoy a lot like that with you and you were also very sportive and always be with me whenever your family came for dinner.. one day.. uffff.. when I was fucking my daughter, you came to our room by mistake and was shocked.. remember we didn’t speak for a month after that.. ofcourse later I came to know this incident of you seeing me fuck my daughter sparked an idea in your mind and you started moving closely with your papa”

Saying all this Suresh stood up and holding his semi erect dick moved forward and gave to Sheethal to suck.. Sheethal was stunned.. doesn’t he need rest ? third erection in a row without any gap. Meanwhile Sameer removed his dick from her ass and put in her pussy which was leaking juices after his papa fucked her.

Now Sheethal is giving uncle a passionate blow job , while Sameer has increased his speed . Suresh needs to talk something to hold on to his erection..

“uffff.. baby.. I never know a day will come like this when this little sweetheart will give me a head.. your papa gave you a good training..”, he grabbed the whisky bottle and poured some in his glass and dipped his cum soaked dick head in the glass and dipped it with whisky and put in the little angel’s mouth to suck… my god uncle is so hot, even after so many releases he is still maintaining his erection she thought. She grabbed his whisky soaked dick in her mouth and started sucking it while he is pouring some more whisky on his dick which is flowing directly into her mouth

Suresh made sure she got enough drink to make her intoxicated once again and winked at his son who is ferociously fucking her pussy . he lifted her up and made her lye on the bed.. this time father entered her ass hole while son is still pounding her pussy relentlessly

 

Suresh likes to ride from back holding the girl’s hair and pulling it hard and slapping her ass cheeks hard.. this little whore has tight ass hole which his small thick dick is enjoying.. he likes to abuse the girl and make her feel insulted



“you little slut since when you had the crush on your papa’s dick… tell me honestly.. or else I can find out from your papa and whack your ass right in front of your dear papa and tell him your little pricess is my dick slave and then you will get double whammy from both of us.. no , not one person screwing your pussy while other your ass hole.. no.. no.. we both will put our dicks in your ass hole and drill it together until it punctures.. so tell me honestly you little bitch”

THADD… DHADDD.. THAPPAK THAPPAK… DHADD..THAPAK.. THADDDDD

He is mercilessly slapping her ass which became red already..

Sheethal has no other choice except to tell the truth

“uncle you believe it or not.. I didn’t have crush on his dick.. in fact I never thought like that as it would be inappropriate.. but one day I saw papa coming to our room in the middle of the night and putting his small thick dick like your size in akka’s mouth… I was shocked to see akka gladly sucking our papa’s dick.. and making him cum on her face.. i was really shocked at that time



then I thought the kind of pleasure she is getting is something may be I should also get one day. That’s all.. but my opinion on papa didn’t change even after that incidence”

DHADDD… THAPAKKKK.. DHADDDD…THADDDD… THAPAKKKK.. THAPAKKKK

“should I believe you whore?”

“its your problem if you don’t believe but its true”

Sameer has reached climax so is Suresh.. so both of them stood up and holding her head closer to their dick, they started whaking their dicks while Sheethal also stroking both the dicks.. its inevitable.. anytime her face will be painted and drenched by son and father dick juices.. soon enough.. with a big roar son erupted and then father also.. bot of them are slapping her cheeks hard while cumming and abusing her with foul words and pushing their dicks .. both the dicks together.. deep in her mouth and ejaculated the second and third tranche of their cum while pressing her head hard against them.. she was grasping for breath.. fighting , pinching them to release her.. after 30 seconds or so they released the grip on her head and then both of them lifted her up on the bed and started licking her face to clean their mess.. both son and father are licking, sucking, biting her lips with their cum and her saliva and transferring the fluids to her while father is slapping her pussy lips with his palm to make her squirt and cum while son has inserted his fingers in her ass hole and started fucking her ass hole fast.. she is almost there .. reaching orgasm.. while both son and father are treating her as their sex toy and finally made her cum.. with a roar.. 


she ejaculated her white juices holding both their shoulders hard and shouting “ahhhh… papa.. please… come and lick your little princess pussy juices like you do every day.. come.. fast.. ahhhh.. I am cummmming.. uffff.. hahhh.. stop fucking akka and come here… ummmm… ny goddd… cant stand this.. something is happening to me .. ohhh… my legs are weaking… hold me tight uncle… uffff.. I am cummminnnn…. I ammmm … cummmming…. Ahhhhh… hit my pussy hard… slap .. harsher… pinch my clit…. Put one more finger…. Deep in my pussy… uffff… your hand is as rough as my papa… uhhhhh.. uffff… uncle.. I am getting pisss…. I will piss…. Bend down… open your mouth… I will piss in your mouth… Sammi bava you also taste my urine… ummm.. so hot.. fresh… “

surrrrrr… surrrr… surrrrrr…..

 

she is releasing her urine with force right in the mouth of Suresh uncle who was happy to drink her fresh hot urine without sharing to his son.. he gupled down the hot salty piss licking his lips..  after few more spurts of hot urine and her cum.. she collapsed on the bed with exhaustion and severe cramps.. as she fell on the bed on her back with her legs and hards spreading apart.. Sameer kneeled in front of her and held her limp legs with his hands and lifted and put them on his shoulders and rubbing her pussy with his fingers, he tried to insert his semi erect dick.. as she is still in a state of unconsciousness, he thrusted his 10 inch long cock deep inside her pussy .. with the slow moments he started grinding her..

slowly Sheethal started coming to consciousness and realizing someone is fucking her soar pussy, she guessed its Sameer bava (akka’s husband/lover) due to the size of the dick.. she opened her eyes and looked at Sameer and smiled… seeing her coming to consciousness Sammi felt happy. She pulled his head forward and licking his lips she said huskily “bava.. fuck this toy mercilessly like you do to akka.. I always thought I should join you fuck akka and enjoy watching both of you fucking each other in my presence.. bava, plan it once and show to her that there is more than one girl friend to you.. bava, treat me also your girl friend and put this long thick dick in my pussy every day”

seeing the bonding between Sheethal and Sameer.. Suresh felt happy.. after so many rounds he felt exhausted and grabbed the drink

After another 10 minutes of passionate fucking Sammi released deep inside her pussy.. she didn’t let him remove his dick while he is cumming… making sure he releases inside her pussy and she felt the hot juices in her womb when Sammi was ejaculating ferociously