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One day when Vinni came back from sch ool expecting papa to do her hair and massage the shoulders but she saw her mom sitting on the floor in blouse less sari while papa was sitting on sofa and combing her hair.. such a lovely sight to watch, papa used to comb her hair too some times and she feels so cute about such things. These simple things are what made papa so great and lovable.

All of sudden he will buy me expensive gift !!!

Some times he would sleep with me and tell all the romantic bed time stories about beautiful princess and tell me how he will treat me like his princess


He will book beautician on urban clap to decorate my hands with mehindi and while the mehindi is being set, he would feed me with his own hands, he would adjust my falling hair, sometimes he would even take me to bathroom and help me pee, of course he would close his eyes and I would feel so much shy about that but I enjoy those cute out of box ideas. He would ask mom to stay away telling its his duty that day to treat me like his princess



He would also take me to tattoo shop and get some wild tattoos done at crazy places, ofcourse he would make sure its always a girl who does the job and he would stay along with me to assure me and sharing some jokes with me and that girl. I would feel so happy for papa’s love on me

He would suddenly plan a vacation .. with just me.. to take around all the beautiful things around the world.. he didn’t want mom to be with us as his attention would be divided then, he wanted to give his 100% attention to me. Those vacation holidays in luxurious hotels with just me and papa cuddling and hugging on cosy five star hotel bed … cant wait for those vacations, but papa would always surprise me with timing.

And those hotel stays are completely different and bizarre.. since mom was not with us, we get more freedom and explore many things. The whole idea is about surprising me, papa would always come out with crazy ideas like booking a private cottage with attached swimming pool, helping me in swimming and  he will only buy my bikinis before hand. Swimming together in the pool and relaxing in the cold water in the lap of papa would heal all my tensions and take me to a new world. Unlimited fun, sky high pleasure.


 

On one such vacation, I happened to meet my friend Yamini in same hotel, she was surprised seeing me and my papa without my mom, she also came with her papa without her mom and she would tell how her papa was treating her in the hotel.. even giving her long baths, taking to solo sauna sessions, cuddling in bath tub filled with rose petals decorated by colourful candles amidst light romantic music and soothing warm water making them forget the world hugging each other tightly and in the end she slowly sliding on his crotch making him moan and he kissing her face and caressing her ass cheeks and releasing some thick white cum in the water and then he would get up from the tub to stand in front of her with his crotch facing her face.



He would say “baby, this is all the life is all about, we don’t get this private time and no one would know what we are doing, the least your mom. do what you feel like doing.” And then she would bury her head in his crotch planting kisses over his boxers and he would remove his boxers sticky with white fluid and his hanging dick facing her… what happens next is easy to imagine even though it was very much bold and new to me

“Vinni, I must tell you more about that session as it was such an unforgettable memory to me. Perhaps it would help you also, as he guided me in cycling, as he helped me swimming, as he trained me in byhearting math multiplications, he also guided me, trained me in my first such unforgettable experience. As he stood up in the bathtub and pulled down his wet boxers to display his hanging mammoth tool between his legs, I raised my head up and looked at papa as innocently as ever. That brought some life to his hanging member

He put this hand on my head and caressing my hair he told “baby.. take me to the edge of the heaven, its going to be a pleasurable moment for your loving papa.. grab my tool with your sweet, soft, tiny hands and rub it back and forth, hold the girth of my tool with both your fist and shake it as violently as you can. Just using your tiny hands only you can take me to heaven. I will guide you, I will help you baby.. please”

Vinni, at that moment, my mind went blank and without even papa telling me all that some kind of shiver spread across my body, I was feeling light and I was in heaven already without even touching his tool.. looking at papa with half closed eyes and in a state of trans, I raised my hands and took papa’s huge cock in my hands and I felt it so heavy on my small and light hands. Yet papa’s smile and happiness in his eyes made me forget about the heaviness and I started stroking it back and forth slowly at first.. the placid cock which perhaps leaked some juice already sprang back to life with my touch

“baby, that’s not how papa wants his cock to handled, bring your face more closer to papa”



I was stunned to hear mom’s voice, perhaps sitting at her home thousands of miles away she is watching us ? she also wants to guide me ? after all she knows all these tricks and she knows exactly how papa would want.. in my trans, I obeyed mom’s advice and brought my face closer to his dick head. I can smell his cock, bathed and soaped and glittering in wet water and being mauled in my fists, that heavy cock is touching my lips in between..




I was not feeling tiredness as I continue to stroke papa’s thick cock holding his girth with both fists and in between smiling and looking at papa’s contentful eyes. He is caressing my hair and in between telling me and reminding me of handling his two big potato like hanging globes. Lol.. they are so big each would weigh half kilo. I have only two hands so cant handle all of them at same time, so I slightly opened my mouth and sensing my move papa pushed his member into my small tight mouth as only his one inch dick head can enter my mouth, he would make moves to push more into my small mouth which I resisted after a while and Vinni, papa is so great because he doesn’t want to force anything on me and see my pain in taking his thick cock into my mouth, he stopped pushing any more further while I played with his potatoes

The sheer weight of his massive tool and  hanging potatoes gave me a different feeling down between my thighs, his long thick tool swinging by its own weight with my support, I am unable to fully cover his girth even after I held him with both hands, so big it was and that’s what made me go mad at him, attracted to his manliness like a magnet, I took as much as I can into my tiny mouth and only dick head could go in and I would pull his foreskin down and start licking his dick head like a parrot eats guava, this titillating feeling made papa jerk his crotch few times but he gathered his composure and looked at me in a begging look to make him cum

Vinni, in between papa was correcting me the small small mistakes like touching his cock with my teeth. Mom also guided me how to use only tongue and pressure and suck and chew the meat without the contact of my teeth..  even though it was my first time, the sheer desire to make papa happy made me learn the trade faster

I can see papa being in heaven already, that’s when I realized why its important for me to do this everyday to him.. join him in his bathroom before he goes to work as it would make his day start on happy note and also with mom correcting my small small mistakes I could give more pleasure to papa



Its almost 10 minutes since I started holding and stroking his thick member and five minutes sucking his dick head and playing with his balls. Pressure is mounting on papa as I could feel fluids moving in his potatoes and papa closing his eyes in pleasure would erupt in a big wave and threw up his hot thick sperm on my face.. in spurts.. I was angry and crying that he made my face messy.. and seeing my cute sad face he ejaculated his last chunk of sperm on my salty tears which dripped into my mouth forcing me to get a taste of his sticky cum..

And my anger was dying down papa lifted me up and holding me in his arms licked my face clean and kissed my lips and said “baby.. you did a great job on your first attempt itself, I am so happy that the purpose of the vacation is served”. I hugged papa and kissed him on his cheeks, wiping my tears. After cuddling me like that for a bit, he opened the shower tap and we took a relaxing warm bath.

The rest of our vacation is filled with many such incidents .. making my training perfect

 

Vinni, this is the beginning of our love and whatever I told you didn’t happen today, its been a while since papa started training me and mom helping me, now we are a happy family. While I and papa are on vacation, mom would take care of bro and his training continues at home.. every pencil boy’s first love is his mom and he is happy with her.

Only thing is everything is done with our consent and willingness that’s why we never felt it’s wrong. Vinni, we in this Gen Z world are five to ten years ahead of previous generation, that’s we are able to handle these things without any inhibition and with great energy and love bringing happiness to the family

 

Vinni, there is lot more to talk about our bonding but I will tell you some other time. Papa and mom trained me on how to give pleasure to papa and sometimes I had to scrub his girth using my nails to make him aroused quickly and cum.. some times I had to remove my towel in the bathroom to make him cum fast. Some times I had to arouse him so he can give happiness.  He would come to my room, with his tool fully erect and go to his room to make mom happy.  Vinni, with so much happening already, we started sleeping together and we were feeling much better with my brother also joining us. Ok, Vinni, let me stop here and go, papa must be waiting for me. Its already late

I was shocked hearing all that from my friend Yamini. Any way its good to know such things do happen in the society and even my own friends are involved in this



Apart from those romantic getaways, mehindi sessions, expensive gifts, bed time stories papa would tell me what kind of a special kid I am for them and make me feel like princess. It’s not like I crave for pampering, its about papa pampering me on his own. On all those special occasion days he would double up my joy by sleeping with me. Even though sleeping with papa was nor new to me, but on those special days I would feel very happy.

Recently as a sudden surprise he would tell mom that he would give me bath which mom would never so no and I used to feel very happy. Wrapping a small towel around me and showering me and scrubbing me with organic shikakoy powder that he gets from our village he used to do lot of different things that mom doesn’t do and finally after bath, drying my hair in balcony hot sun and applying sambrani to give my hair a special smell he would finally make me wear his favorite lehenga and voni and would kiss me saying how big I have grown already.. whole day I would lazily cuddle in his lap and he would keep on hugging me and kissing me on my cheeks and praising my beauty all the time.

Such a cosy nest it is for me and sometimes I get naughty and tease him by asking him to give me bath without towel. He would playfully slap my cheeks and say “that day also will come”. We used to forget this world and cuddle each other even forgetting to eat food which mom wouldn’t disturb us about. Mom in fact even said papa that he should bath her without towel.. I was shocked mom said that and papa would simply laugh and reject that idea

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Some young mums who committed too early to give birth to their dolls ...what makes their life still memorable is the bonding they have with their dolls .. deriving courage from them to face the tough challenges in life


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Such a great loving papa is now combing mom’s hair, what a cute moment.




Vinni came out of her thoughts when uncle called her “come on baby, come sit here”. He stopped doing whatever he is doing to aunty and took his daughter in his lap. Seeing that papa pushed away mom to give her room, she felt happy but also felt sad for mom.  cuddling papa she told “papa, I can wait, finish mom.. after all she is not getting your time off late”

Hearing  that aunty joined the banter

“haa.. ask your papa like that.. he stopped looking at me”

“why papa ? its bad right ?”



“baby.. she got my love and attention for more than two decades, now is the time for you”

“Prathap, this is too bad.. you are not giving your milk also”

Vinni didn’t understand initially

“honey, how much ever milk I produce, every night a cute cat is drinking my milk”

“haa… I know .. for you that cute cat is more important than this old boring wife”

Uncle pulled aunty from other side to give her a kiss, meanwhile aunty’s sari pallu fell down exposing her huge globes which uncle felt with his chest and kissing her lips and then looking at Vinni said “baby.. what can I do if some one is grabbing my milk”. Vinni with a puzzled look replied “papa, I don’t know what you guys are talking, but I see disappointment in mom’s face.. this is unusual papa.. take care of her”



Uncle slowly rubbing Vinni’s ass crack which sent electric shock wave across her body replied “honey, you are my new love.. you are my life.. you are my new wife..”, he was planting kisses all over Vinni’s face making her feel aroused and she also hugged him tight and then slightly slapping his face said “don’t talk rubbish papa.. mom is the one and only wife to you.. no one else let alone me will fill that role. Yes , you love me a lot but mom has her own place in your life. Even before I came to this world she was your wife and that’s why I am born, even after I leave this world she will continue to be your wife”

With those words, Vinni started crying and hugging papa tightly. Uncle and aunty got stunned at her mentioning about leaving this world.. they both got sentimental and hugged the baby showering kisses all over her face. Uncle slightly slapped her cheeks and said “never ever say you will leave this world.. we wont let you leave , we will do anything to keep you in this world, in our lives. We will all live together, love together and leave together. We cant live without you baby. I am not saying this because we waited one long decade for you to arrive in our world.. I am telling you this out of our love and care for you, you deserve to live happily, you have to see this world, you have to experience this beautiful world, that’s why I keep surprising you

Baby, every one will leave this world one day.. when that day arrives no one knows. We have seen this world enough and experienced the lovely marital bonding and pleasure of being wife and husband. Even if we leave this world now, we will not be missing anything whereas you haven’t seen anything yet, haven’t experienced any thing yet.  Baby, you should get to see all this, feel all this, experience all this. Its our duty as parents to hand hold you, guide you the right way. You will be in our safe hands and many parents are thinking on these lines and training their loved ones so that they all can live together.. a beautiful girl giving pleasure to her loving papa is not abnormal these days.. willingly and out of love these lovely flowers are giving unforgettable experiences.

 

The world has changed.. the mothers playing with their sons and fathers cuddling and training daughters..

Baby, anything can happen any day, that’s why I am being bold enough to tell you all this. You are our love.. our life.. and finally, what I saw in mom few years back i am seeing that in you baby. The same beauty, the same innocence and same flirting attitude”



Vinni never saw papa being so much emotional and even mom’s face tells it all.. whatever they talked about her in the kitchen and later bujji’s story and whatever she is seeing now made her feel something new is going to happen. She likes to be pampered.. loves to be kissed.. by her loving parents, so she decided to let them drive what they want to do after all they came up through the ranks and knew better about what I should get.  Never ever I asked papa for any toy. Without being asked he surprised me many times and this is also same, different gifts at different stages of the life

After few minutes of emotional bonding and silence, they separated with huge heaviness

Uncle told “ok baby.. lets forget about all these sentimental feelings and lets live in real world”


 

Aunty added “yeah.. lets be realistic baby.. you are blessed with a beauty that can melt even a about to die old man. Baby, your cute and innocent beauty is not be tucked inside your dress. When I was in love with papa, I didn’t care for my dressing.. I don’t know what I wore and all I care about was the happiness in papa’s eyes and needless to say papa would ask me to wear pony tails and some times two braids like sch ool girl and seeing my cute, innocent face and body, papa used to bang me from back slapping my ass cheeks and biting my ear lobes. I used to get lot of kick in provoking papa to get his dick fully erect and then I tease him slowly doing strip dance in front of him and some times make him cum without even touching me

Baby, why I am telling you all this is to shed your inhibitions and be like I was few years back. Papa would love to see my younger version in you and nothing wrong in making papa happy whichever you can





ok .. enough of my gyan.. honey, go give her bath.. she needs to be pampered and taken care from now on”

Vinni jumped in joy with that proposal.. its been a while since papa bathed me

Uncle again came up with a surprising idea “honey, you also joined us.. we all three will take bath together, it has been a while since we three did this”

Aunty will never say no to such crazy ideas, more so now since uncle’s niyayam is just a month away, she doesn’t want to let go of any opportunity to spend quality intimate time with her husband that too in the presence of her sweet daughter

Soon they were in the shower. Vinni wrapped in a white transparent small towel to cover her petite frame while aunty also in her petticoat pulled up over boobs and thus exposing good amount of her thunder thighs and uncle as always in his boxers with a slit to open his member easily. The idea was to tease each other, talk rubbish and throw away all the inhibitions and enjoy each minute. This time aunty took a lead role and asked Vinni to sit on the stool she arranged

When Vinni sat on the stool, uncle’s boxers is hitting her face.. almost.. aunty looking at uncle said “honey, give her a thorough scrub with your favorite shikakoy powder, baby, close your eyes and let dad do whatever he wants to”. This made the little girl excited and closed her eyes.

Uncle collected the shikakoy powder in a small mug and added warm water and started rubbing and scrubbing her head. As he was doing that his boxers is hitting her face, seeing this as an opportunity aunty pulled out his member through the slit and made it dance on her face, since she has closed her eyes Vinni was not knowing what’s happening but she felt a thick soft meat dancing on her face which gave her a titillating feeling.

Uncle was taking care of her hair while aunty pulled up her petticoat to expose her sweet pussy and hand it over to uncle, aunty stood on the bath tub so that she can easily give her pussy to uncle to lick and eat it.  uncle cleverly balancing both acts.. licking his wife’s itching pussy and scrubbing his daughter’s head while his thick member is dancing on Vinni’s face. Meanwhile aunty started the shit talk

“Honey, last week I met my friend Shruthi she told some interesting stories about her daughter”

“sweetheart .. you always come up with such interesting and crazy stories in the bathroom only”

Vinni couldn’t talk as she can’t open her mouth as shikakoy juice will go into her mouth

“Honey, Shruthi’s daughter Vennela.. you know right ?”

“yaa.. such a sweet girl.. she used to come to your house also to play with Vinni”

“She started doing lot of crazy things already”

Hearing Vennela word, Vinni got angry and while clearing her mouth from the shikakoy froth she told “mom, don’t bring her topic in front of me, I don’t like her at all”

This made aunties plans go upside down. She got annoyed on her daughter but kept quite while enjoying the licking of her pussy by her husband

When Vinni opened her mouth to talk about Vennela, her lips felt soft touch of something whose touch she felt in the past.. she is not able to recollect immediately. uncle was careful not to insert his member in her mouth but he was clever enough to continue rubbing it on her face..

After another 10 min, uncle put his razing cock back in his boxer and pulled away from aunty and aunty also adjusted her petticoat and got down from the bath tub. He poured bucket water on Vinni’s head and asked her to open her eyes.

Vinni opened her eyes and felt very much relaxed with the head massage and scrubbing done by papa. As soon as she completely opened her eyes, her gaze fixed on bulging boxer, she felt shy and looked up at papa and smiled. He held her armpits and lifted her up. Now due to the height difference his boxer is hitting her chest.. covered by the towel.. but as its already wet, nothing is hidden now.. her small lemons are clearly visible now

As papa’s gaze fixed on her small tits, Vinni felt a wave of current shock spreading down between her inner thighs and also making her small tits nipples sharpen a bit like pencil needle.  Meanwhile aunty also started taking bath and she was taking the soap and putting it inside her petticoat and rubbing her pussy looked at uncle and commented “honey.. I need to drink your milk.. its been a while since I drank your milk”

Vinni didn’t understand what mom meant by papa’s milk. She talked about this in the kitchen also.

Uncle cleverly escaped that “honey.. I told you my milk is being taken away by a smart cat.. wait for few days”

  

While saying so uncle looked at Vinni and Vinni didn’t understand why..

Aunty giving that soap which she rubbed in her inner thighs gave to uncle and asked him to rub Vinni also like that… Vinni shouted at mom “how can we share the same soap.. you don’t have manners ?”

Uncle lifting her head up and looking into her eyes said “Vinni.. then is it ok I use a new soap to rub you there ?”, to which Vinni felt shy and hit papa’s belly playfully and replied “no such things.. I am not like Vennela”

Uncle cleverly laid the plan since she brought the topic of Vennela

“honey.. what does this girl exactly do ? even mom also tried to tell something “

This time Vinni didn’t want to stop that topic as it is papa who asked that

“papa.. that girl is trained to do many dirty things.. to keep her papa happy.. that’s all I can tell”

Uncle held her hands and pulling her closer and rubbing her back with soap, asked “what kind of dirty things baby ?”.  Vinni thought for a while and told

“papa, that girl would sit on the sofa with her legs up on the sofa exposing her inner thighs and thin panty while liesurly licking and sucking her favorite lollipop. She doesn’t care about the surroundings whenever she has lollipop in her mouth. Sometimes even uncle’s friends also would be there but she wouldn’t care about the men and se would be in her own world. That’s too bad”

Stopping her, uncle asked “what’s wrong in that baby.. she is enjoying her lollipop”

“papa.. sitting like that is not correct, that too in front of guests and then when she licks and sucks the lollipop the way she looks at her papa seductively it sends wrong signals”

“baby.. wrong signal ? let uncle say that.. why are you judging another girl.. as long as they are happy, how does it matter to you. I know many more things about that girl than you perhaps but at the end of the day uncle is being kept happy, that’s all what matters.. to them and others.. rest all is judgemental bs”



Vinni doesn’t want to continue the conversation as its meaningless to talk about her and others, its better to leave them as is without judging them

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Some glass dolls effected by this decease

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Motherly love

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First love..

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who else ?

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Lot of young moms prefer to look hot at home . Why? Not to jack up the disinterested husbands pole..but to prepare the future source of love and joy..








Soon they get what they wanted...

Having tasted the love of mums... some get closer to the beautiful siblings too...

nothing is unusual in this nature... as long as its not forced..

the way the gen z look at the world is completely different.. be it the hot moms or the shy boys

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In fact Prathap uncle knows more about Vennela than Vinni as both Prathap uncle and Vennela’s dad are close friends. What Vinni didn’t know or was too shy to tell her dad is the fact Vennela started liking the lollipops only after a funny incident. One day when Vennela was sleeping in her room, her dad entered for some work.. but after seeing his lovely daughter with her frock gone up a bit exposing her treasure, he did get tempted to taste the treasure but was afraid or felt wrong to do it directly, so he picked up the lollipop from her sch ool bag and with a heavy breath and without getting into the notice of his wife, he unwrapped the lollipop and slightly opened her panty to take the head of the lollipop onto the budding tender layers of her treasure, he rubbed it so gently and kept it there for a while to collect the juices and strong pungent smell of her treasure and then took the lollipop and licked it.

The taste and smell of the lollipop is changed a lot which he liked. He did that for a while and left.

Slowly he got addicted to the lollipop drenched in her treasure juices. One day he opened all the lollipops and rubbed them on her tender pussy and wrapped them back and put them back in her bag.

Vennela when eating the lollipops did notice a change on the taste and also smell.. she didn’t know how they changed their taste and smell. But she got used to the taste and she became like an addict to them and noticing that her dad used to prepare all her lollipops for her to lick and enjoy

 

she would rub her tender pussy with the lollipop and make sure the lollipop is drenched with her pussy juices and her urine before she would put that in her mouth and lick..

That’s the back story of the lollipops

Now coming back to Vinni’s story.



bathroom is a nice place to get the bonding going. The family members coming together to a place where they shed their inhibitions and enjoy some hot erotic discussions and some playful acts is a great way of bonding.

Prathap looking at Vinni said “baby, mom is complaining a lot about my milk, I know how much she lo ves me and you also know how well we love each other. But then baby, love is great, but life is greater than that. As you know I have been balancing my time between saving a life and sharing my love. Baby, I cant tell you few things. 

If I have to extend our lives and the share my love, would it be a bad idea to keep mom unhappy ? one year of absence from love is tough but you get to enjoy the love only when you live right ? for me life is more important than love at this time but a day will come  when life without love is meaningless and I don’t want to live that life.. all my efforts are to live happily and share my love. You may not know everything I am telling you but mom knows it and my intention is to make you understand the pain of your parents, but we don’t see it as a pain but a need to live and love each other”

Vinni didn’t understand fully what the uncle told her but she understood the sincerity in his eyes and the pure love shown by parents hiding their pain is what we all call unconditional love. Vinni hugged her papa and consoled him. Aunty understood her husband and told “honey.. sorry for being selfish.. yes, life is more important than love and if you are serving your milk to extend the life of someone to get their life and love later, I will be more than happy to help you. I enjoyed your milk for so many years and now is the turn of someone else.. let our lives be filled with love and we live longer and share our love to lead a happy life. 

Baby, whatever papa does is for ourselves.. for our well being, I don’t need to tell you what papa would need from you .. a warm hug and a happy kiss.. which will keep his life moving and that’s the only source of his courage and his sacrifices will not be wasted and soon we will come over this crisis and live happily”

Vinni hugged her both parents and emotionally said “I am so lucky to get into your lives… whatever little life we may have, lets live happily.. without wasting time.. without inhibitions and with a purpose.. the sole purpose of our lives is being happy and the sole source of that happiness is our unconditional love towards each other.. “



Prathap uncle went behind Vinni and hugged her from back and in a husky voice told “baby, I liked your approach towards life. You said we don’t know how long we may live, but lets live happily sharing our love towards each other. The pure unconditional love of parents must the foundation of the love every girl must experience.. we will lay that foundation of love for you”, while saying so he pulled down his boxers and pulled her more tighter towards him with her back hugging his chest and her buttocks hitting his semi erect pole. She surrendered herself to her papa’s unconditional love and aunty hugged uncle from his back and she pulled down her petticoat and rubbing her nude hot body on his back and extended her arms further to hold her daughters waist and pulled her even tighter towards her papa.

Uncle sandwiched between innocent cute daughter and hot erotic wife didn’t move for a while and remained like that for a while. Vinni feeling the love of her parents remained like that in pure bliss and as much as she wanted to turn her back to see the happy faces of her parents, she resisted that idea as she could see a part of that from the corner mirror.. its not reflecting her parents images.. its reflecting their love and its showing her what an unconditional love would look like



one thing she decided already is to never have bath alone. Invite both her parents to have a conversation and a hug.

Holding her papa’s hands and taking them to her thighs and rubbing her soft inner thighs with his rough hands, he asked her dad “papa, why did you take this long to do this ? I never thought having bath with you would be so much fun and you must have known about this and asked me about this but you didn’t.. why papa?”

Prathap kissing her neck replied “baby.. life teaches you certain things.. but only when the occasion comes. The nature is trying to separate us, but same nature also knows only way to fight adversity is with love. All these years I was worried about adversity but now the time has come to fight the adversity with love, fight challenges with passion. I may not win against the nature but I am sure I will win my love. That’s enough.. taste the pleasure of love before the life ends.. that’s the realization I got recently.

How ?



Baby, why only few people get to enjoy their life ? why not every one ? even if its for a day every one should enjoy the life without inhibitions and without conditions. Who are we to put rules and conditions to somebody else ? let them live the way they wanted.. this small idea changed my perception on you and your and our life

Yes, society lays some rules.. but I am of the sch ool that I am not living for society, I am living for myself, as long as I don’t impose my views on the society why should the society also impose its views on us ? what I do in my house is my prerogative .. this change in my thinking made me look at you, your life and our life differently. Afterall no one knows who long we live.. so why not taste the love before life ends ?

I am not philosophical .. I am practical. I lived my life long enough to enjoy all the pleasures but what about you ? that’s what brought a change in me”

Vinni started liking his thoughts which have so much depth.

After spending some more time in the bathroom, they came out with heavy hearts, that’s the starting point of the fun filled moments, many of which started unravelling one by one

Next day..



when he came back from office,  he saw his angel lie down on the bed on her stomach in a beautiful colourful frock, uncle got emotional and silently removed his dress and just in his usual boxers climbed the bed and lied on her back.. crushing her and pinning her down to bed, he whispered in her ears “thanks a lot baby for wearing this birthday dress.. you look so beautiful in this dress and you know what would make me happy”, he started kissing her neck and earlobes and with a heavy breath he cupped her small lemons from beneath and started making small moves on back..

feeling papa’s bulge on her buttocks, she preferred silence and surrender and she took the fingers of papa in her mouth and started kissing them and licking them.. no words spoken between them but they both knew what’s happening and Vinni felt so happy for papa dedicating so much time to her and even ignoring his career. All she can do in return is to offer herself to papa and let him do whatever he wants to do.

With her mesmerizing looks and mind blowing fragrance and the innocence and cuteness only girls of that age possess, his unbounded happiness aroused his mammoth cock in his boxers and with each day bridging the gap between them his hungry meat is trying to find its target but still he has more control over his mind than his dick, he can only do so much now and he knows this is a foundation and bonding is very very important and soon a day will come when unbounded desires will erupt giving them unlimited pleasure and happiness that the news of her extended life will make the experience even more fulfilling and purposeful

For now it’s a simple rub and hug and release.. so succinctly .. no words spoken, each surrendering to the desire and yet knowing the limit. Once the heat has subsided, albiete temporarily, he got up from her with a wet trouser and she covering her sticky panty with her frock, both remined silent as if nothing happened and he left to his room

Only a week left to the planned one year long bachelorhood niyamam that uncle has to do.. perhaps the last time as uncle hoped.

Vinni insisted she slept in parents room. Uncle, aunty didn’t object as this one week is critical to keep the family happy as next 1 year would be horrible.

After dinner, uncle was getting ready to sleep, Vinni walked into the room in her night dress



Uncle invited her into his hug and she settled in his lap hugging and cuddling in his lap. After allowing her to settle for a while he asked “baby, whenever you wear that birthday dress and I come and hug you and recently lie on your back hugging and crushing you, you used to say sorry to me, I never asked why as I didn’t want to get negative vibes and disturb our mood, now I am asking you, why do you say sorry whenever you wore that dress ?”

She playfully pinched his nipples and felt his manhood under her buttock before replying

 

“papa, I will tell you why. Every birthday is special to me and you, but that one birthday brought lot of changes in me.  I heard from my friend Vennela how her papa would treat her on her birthday, he would give her bath himself and while doing so he would play with her, tease her and even show his proud member and tell , baby , welcome to a new world.. the real world.. which every one waits so long to enter. Some with the help of others. He would brainwash her mind with all his thoughts making her believe this is how the new world is going to be



Once the birthday celebrations are over the real fun starts and she is introduced to unlimited fun and boundless love and ofcourse with her consent. After hearing her story, I was also tempted on that birthday. I was not happy with just balloons, cake, party and gifts. This is what I have been getting for so long but this is a landmark birthday and I wanted much more than this, so after the birthday celebrations were over, I went to my room. Papa, I was not getting sleep at all and my mind went blank reminding the incidents of Vennela’s birthday

I got up from my bed in the middle of the night and dared to enter your room. I knew it was not appropriate to enter parents room at night even though it was opened. Without tapping the door, I took a few steps forward to enter your room and what I saw was a pure bliss..

Papa, you were both sweating and moaning and slapping each other making love. I never saw so much happiness in both of your eyes and I wanted to be there to witness more of that, but it was mom who saw me at the door and pointed you to me in shock. Papa, you turned back and saw me standing there in awe.. you probably understood what was going in my mind and without any inhibitions and without any anger or frustration you got up from the bed and came near to me and stood there in silence



papa, your raging bull bowed down in front your cute kitten.. your hour long love making with mom erupted in few seconds in presence of your cute parrot.. your leaking weapon which brought me to this earth lost its power and remained as a silent spectator in front of this birthday girl searching for new world.. real world.. like my friend Vennela.

You hugged me in that position .. your wet 10 inch long still semi erect manhood hugging my budding lemons with erect nipples.. needless to say we both were in our birthday suits and remained silent hugging each other.. after a minute of silence you would lift me up and kiss me on my cheeks and say “baby.. what made you take this bold step?”

Papa, I had no answer and kept hugging you. The initial thoughts were influenced by my friend’s story but after watching your love making my thinking changed and I was caught between my own selfish reasons to be with you and my presence putting breaks on your love making. Should I leave or stay ? what would mom say ? even though you may understand my situation, mom may not think in the same direction.

After a big thunderstorm, I woke up.. suddenly.. not from your warm hug but from my own bed.. alone.. in my room.. dreaming about you. Soon I realized that was a bad dream.. bad because I disturbed you and brought you early climax.. bad because mom couldn’t get what she wanted.. bad because may be I was too much influenced by Vennela’s life.  What suits her may not suit me.. that’s why whenever I wear this birthday dress I feel sorry for you and say that to you papa..”

Uncle was stunned at her candid revelation of her thoughts without applying any filter. Such a cute girl needed her birthday to be special.. not just with balloons, cakes, party and gifts.. but also with parental love and introduction to a new and real world that she would soon enter anyway.. uncle felt sorry for ignoring her needs.. her thoughts.. her age coming in the way of real unconditional love is the real reason but many parents like Vennela’s parents crossed that barrier.. long back.. in pursuit of love and happiness with mutual consent

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Beautiful dolls who have seen the whole world and experienced every thing in the life...getting bored now and ready to explore new adventures

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Sexy mums who trained their horny dolls

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ucking hot story bro.. loved it all

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Komali ... infected by her daughter.. cooling off her fire as her husband is always with their daughter... now Komali needs to find an understanding companion.. will her madam Ammu help her ?

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Pussy love is the real love

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Panty taste is the sweetest...

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What is more intoxicating ? The alcohol or the girl holding it ?

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Read the story of two sons and moms who have started developing feelings at each other due to nature’s curse

Madhavi and Rahul

Pooja and Suman

Read from Rahul’s own words..

 

After the annual exams, Pooja Aunty and Suman came to our house for the holidays. Suman and I were good friends, just like Mom and Pooja Aunty. We were really enjoying the break. Then, one morning...

After we had applied oil to our hands, Pooja Aunty said, "Hey, go to the backyard, wash the oil off your hands with soap, and come back. Take off your undershirts."

We obediently went, washed our hands with soap, and returned wearing only our lungis. The room was dark; there was no bedside lamp on. A faint, flickering light from the hall's bedside lamp was filtering in through the window. Rays of light from the outdoor tube light were also streaming in through the gaps in the closed window. Within five minutes, our eyes adjusted to the dim light.

Once our eyes adjusted, this is what we saw: Pooja Aunty and Mom had both removed their sarees and were lying face-down on the mats, dressed only in their petticoats and blouses.

There was a bowl of ghee between them.

Suman went and sat near Mom's feet; he applied ghee to his hands and began massaging her legs. I did the same for Pooja Aunty, massaging her legs with ghee-coated hands. Both women lay face-down with their eyes closed, enjoying the massage.

There was a gap of about a yard between the two mats. I sat on Pooja Aunty's side, while Suman sat on Mom's side. The space between the two women was completely empty. We could both see the women's bodies. However, since their faces were turned sideways, facing away from each other, I could see my mother's face, while Suman could see Pooja Aunty's face.



Pooja Aunty said to me, "Hey Rahul, make sure the ghee doesn't stain the petty coat." Not knowing exactly what to do, I looked at Suman. He lifted my mother's petty coat up to her knees and began massaging her lower legs.

After massaging for a couple of minutes, Pooja Aunty said, "Suman, massage higher up..." Hearing this, Suman lifted my mother's pettycoat to just below her buttocks and started massaging her thighs. I began doing the same to Pooja aunty

Essentially, I was doing to Pooja Aunty exactly what Suman was doing to my mother, following his lead.

So, Pooja Aunty gave the instructions, Suman carried them out, and I imitated Suman. My mother remained silent, acting merely as a passive participant.

After a while, Pooja Aunty said, "Hey Rahul, rub some on my back."

Suman got up from where he was sitting and moved to sit near my mother's waist; I did the same beside Pooja Aunty.



As Suman and I were applying the ghee to their backs, Pooja Aunty said, "Not like that; rub it so that your palms move along both sides of my spine." When I tried moving my hands that way, I found that one hand was applying more pressure than the other. I felt awkward rubbing it like that. Pooja Aunty spoke up immediately: "Hey Rahul, it works best if you sit right next to me. If you straddle my buttocks—positioning yourself so your thighs press against mine—and lean forward while resting your hands on either side of my spine, your weight gets distributed evenly across your hands, making the massage much better. It makes giving the massage easier for you, too."

Suman straddled Mom’s hips, sitting on them, and began massaging her back with his palms; I started doing the same.

After about five minutes, Pooja Aunty asked us to move our hands aside so she could have her waist massaged on both sides. Then, she had us move our hands to her stomach; she had us lift her belly slightly, press it down against the floor, and massage it by applying pressure against our hands. Finally, she asked us to rub along both sides of her spine again.

Pooja Aunty remained calm, but Mom’s breathing grew heavy and hissing, punctuated by faint moans. Compared to me, Suman seemed more confident and bold in his massage technique.

 

Pooja Aunty told me to move my hands up toward her shoulders. She warned me not to get the blouse greasy by massaging over the fabric.

Just then, I noticed Suman had slid his hands firmly underneath Mom’s blouse to massage her. Pooja Aunty remarked that putting hands under the blouse like that might snap the hooks, so she told Mom to undo them. Pooja aunty lifted her elbows and shoulders, unhooked her blouse, and lay back down on the mat. With the blouse loosened, my hands easily slid underneath onto Pooja Aunty’s back, and I began to massage her. As Mom lifted herself slightly on her elbows—just like Pooja Aunty—Suman boldly unhooked her blouse and pushed the fabric up towards her neck. Mom let out a low moan and started to say something like "Oh... shoo..." but before she could finish, Pooja Aunty reached out and playfully tapped Mom’s cheek twice. Mom started to speak but stopped herself.

While I was massaging Pooja Aunty’s broad back beneath her blouse, she said—in a slightly drowsy, sultry tone—"Rahul, don't put weight on the whole back at once; you need to scratch the neck while massaging the waist."

Unsure of exactly what to do, I glanced at Suman. He had climbed onto Mom—who was lying face-down—and was massaging both sides of her waist while gently biting the back of her neck with his front teeth. Mom moaned, breathing heavily and gasping, "Suman... oh... ah..." I could feel Suman pressing his crotch against her buttocks.



When I mimicked his actions, Pooja aunty said, "That's it... bite down hard... you son of a bitch..." Startled by her words, I gave a sudden jerk, and my cock got wedged right into the cleft between her buttocks, beneath her petty coat. Pooja Aunty spread her buttocks slightly, pulled the cock deeper into the cleft, and then brought her thighs back together; the cock was now snugly squeezed and trapped between her buttocks.

"Rahul beta, stroke my belly with your hands," Pooja Aunty said. As I stroked her belly and glanced at Suman, I saw his hands positioned beneath my mother's breasts—his palms were pressed against the space between the floor and her bosom. When I followed suit, Pooja Aunty lifted her upper body slightly on her elbows, raising her chest, shoulders, and head so that her breasts hung down loosely; the rest of her body, from the belly down, remained on the mat.

Suman whispered into my mother's ear, "Position your hands just like mom’s, Madhavi mom’s." As my mother opened her eyes, looked at Madhavi Aunty, and propped herself up on her hands, Suman began kneading her breasts as if he were working chapati dough.

Mom started moaning, "Suman... ooh... aah... phew... jaah..."

As soon as Pooja Aunty turned onto her back, I fell off. When she pulled me back onto her, I felt moisture against my cock through her thin pettycoat; beneath that wetness, I could feel the coarse texture of her pubic hair. The pettycoat covered her pussy, but her thighs—bare just an inch below it—were touching me.



Pooja Aunty pressed my head against her breasts, guided her nipple into my mouth, and said, "You’ve been rubbing ghee on me all this time; now, you drink the milk."

As I sucked on Pooja Aunty’s nipples—which were larger than tamarind seeds—I glanced at Suman. He had climbed off Mom, turned her onto her back, and was now lying prone over her, sucking her breasts voraciously as if they were ripe mangoes; Mom was writhing and moaning, "Suman... ooh... aah..." Suman had more than half of her breast in his mouth, sucking noisily.

Pooja Aunty wasn't writhing quite as much, but she had me alternate between sucking her breasts. "Rahul, you're giving Pooja Aunty so much pleasure... I need to turn you into a real man," she said. She pushed my head between her thighs and hiked up her petty coat—which was already lifted an inch above her thighs—all the way to her navel. Even in the dim light, I could see the tuft of hair between Pooja Aunty's thighs and the hairless slit beneath it; it was slightly parted, revealing a thin, reddish opening.

As I gazed at Pooja Aunty's pussy in the semi-darkness, I suddenly heard Mom moan, "Ha... Suman... don't..." Turning my head, I saw Suman—like a calf nudging a cow's udder to drink milk—sucking on Mom's pussy, making loud slurping sounds as he licked deep inside.

I, too, began kissing and licking Pooja Aunty's pussy as best I could.

I licked her for quite a while, but upon hearing Mom's moans and a wet slapping sound, I looked up to see Suman fucking Mom.


I did the same. Within two minutes, Suman ejaculated, and I followed a minute later.
 



After ten minutes of heavy breathing—once our fatigue and racing heartbeats had subsided—Pooja Aunty said, "Madhavi, I’ve turned your son into a real man."

Mom replied, "Is that so, Pooja? Well, your son awakened the woman in me. It’s been over ten years since my husband gave me this much pleasure."

"Is my son such a stud? Let me take a look," she said, pushing me onto Mom, while Suman moved over to his own mother.

We both lay down beside our respective mothers and held them close. A quarter of an hour later, as Pooja Aunty pulled Suman onto herself, he began thrusting his hips. Mom and I followed suit, imitating them.

When Pooja Aunty whispered into her son's ear, "Did you fuck Aunty well, darling?", Suman’s thrusting speed increased.

Hearing Pooja Aunty’s words made my cock even harder. Immediately, Mom whispered in my ear, "You need to fuck even harder than Suman, darling," so I also picked up the pace of my thrusting.

"Get up now... it's time for sch ool," Mom said, shaking me awake firmly. I snapped out of my sleep instantly. Rubbing my eyes and looking around, I saw that neither Pooja Aunty nor Suman was there. So... was it all just a dream? Me, Suman, Pooja Aunty, and Mom all getting massages together... Ugh! Cursing Mom for ruining such a wonderful dream, I went to take a shower.



Shortly after returning home from the hostel, the way his mother was growing closer and acting so boldly felt like an unbelievable dream to Rahul.

Madhavi smiled, as if she had read her son's innermost thoughts.

"I’m telling you the truth, my dear... when your father passed away, I felt strongly that you were the anchor of my life. Let me share something I kept hidden from you: after I conceived my second child, your father felt that having you at home might be an obstacle for us. Yet, he would occasionally hint—'I made a huge mistake sending Rahul to the hostel. That’s the age when a young man might go astray. If he were home, the bond he shares with you would keep him from looking elsewhere, Madhavi. It’s your responsibility as a mother, too. There are things a mother can do that a father cannot.'

"Even though I understood the underlying meaning of his words, my heart wouldn't accept it at the time. But one weekend, when you came home from the hostel, you peeked in and saw me sucking your father's cock... and I saw you watching. I still remember the immense love for me that filled your eyes at that moment. That’s when I decided I wanted to anchor my life to yours. If that’s what you want too... then take me as your own. I will be both mother and wife to you, sharing my womanhood with you. Even now, I am ready to offer you my body and beauty without any conditions..." she said, affectionately caressing his manhood.

Her clear, explicit words completely... They won...

Moving closer to her, he wrapped his arm around her neck and shoulders, claimed her lips in an unhesitating first kiss, and let his other hand wander over her breasts, caressing them...

"Darling, I really loved your frank words... Even Dad, watching from above, would be delighted by your proposal—he certainly wouldn't say no. I’m confident of that. I assure you, this union will blossom into a rare, enduring bond that flourishes forever. Embrace me fearlessly and without hesitation; melt into me... Mmm... Whatever you want, however you want it—I’m ready, my love..." Saying this, he undid his trousers and thrust his hips forward...

"Squeeze out whatever you need for your 'coffee'—take as much as you want. I’m confident I can satisfy you thoroughly, even a couple of times over. You have the power to fill me with such inspiration and energy..." he said, encouraging his newly aroused lover...

"Then take hold of that 'cup'... yes... let everything stored in your 'balls' flow out passionately. Come on... yes... my golden king... let me bathe this massive cock in my wet pussy until the craving is satisfied... and then... finally... spray that thick, milky nectar, my man..." she murmured, caressing his length all over... guiding his member—which he was positioning perfectly—straight to her opening... rubbing it... gripping his cock... Whenever she drew close to his member,

She would tease it with her long fingers, tracing the vertical slit at its tip with her fingertips, stirring up a surging flood of juices within him.

She pressed her other palm against his naked chest, rubbing his nipples and kneading, pinching, and pulling at them, stoking the fire within her to a fever pitch.

“Oh God... you’re killing me... ha... hmmm... haha...” he gasped, his hips bucking and straining. “Mmm... I’ll bring you back to life, my dear... let me feed you my milk... it’s been so long since I’ve nursed you to your fill... come on, my king... let it flow thick... my darling...” she urged him on, coaxing the milk from his cock.

Realizing what she wanted, Rahul adjusted the cup to catch the spray; Madhavi guided the angle of his cock, passionately directing those thick streams into the decoction she had prepared.

 
After placing the cup on the table beside her own, Rahul took a moment to catch his breath, letting out a long sigh.

Madhavi snuggled closer, tenderly stroking his back, head, and shoulders. “Thanks, darling,” she whispered, planting a firm kiss on his lips.

A minute later, they both picked up their cups and... Stirring the floating layers of milk and gazing at each other, they smiled with contentment and affection.

Rahul took a small sip of that ‘coffee’.

Moments earlier, he had drunk that rich milk straight from her breasts.

But now, he was drinking that very breast milk mixed with coffee decoction.

He found it incredibly thrilling.

As each drop trickled down his throat, it felt like consuming nectar.

She watched her son—who was savoring the 'coffee' made from her own breast milk—as he swirled his tongue in the cup and looked up at her. Her heart swelled with a thrilling emotion as she playfully asked, "How is the coffee?"

Even though he didn't speak, the surging emotions within him conveyed their message to her silently.

With every drop, the fires of lust hissed like serpents within his body; the heat of passion spread like a peacock unfurling its plumage, dancing through every fiber of his being.
A woman's milk was a novelty to him. This new experience—drinking it in coffee—brought him sheer ecstasy.

With sparkling eyes, he conveyed his rapture and gratitude to his new queen of passion—his mother.

The arousal reached such a fever pitch that he felt an intense, raw urge to throw his mother onto the sofa, lift her saree to her navel, and ravish her—savoring her womanhood and fucking her with wild, unbridled intensity. However, he forced himself to exercise restraint, deciding not to rush things.
After the two of them had finished half their respective coffees, what if they suddenly swapped drinks and took a sip?!! As the thought struck them simultaneously, they gazed intently at each other, smiled, and swapped cups.

They sipped the drinks, savoring each other's tastes.

For the next five minutes, they both remained silent.

Madhavi struggled to suppress the intense urge to have her son milk his cock directly into her mouth.

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Gen Z mom with open mind and open body... moving freely in the house.. feeding her needy son and greedy hubby at same time..

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mom goes to terrace to dry the clothes but she ended up drying up her son's balls.. not for the first time though..

no prizes for guessing who is shooting this ?  parents always get extra kick from such adventures.. these days these are barely called as adventures as it has become common every where