Father and Daughter
When Chelsea was nine, her mother died of cancer, and I was left to raise her alone. This was not a problem, because Chelsea was smart, active, cute and all around, a “good” little girl. She was growing to be the spitting image of her mother, with bright red hair, brilliant blue eyes and a smile that would light up the room. When Chelsea was younger, up until about the age of six, I would bath her, periodically, but she was just a cute child, and not the object of any sexual attraction to me. (more…)Read Full Post | Make a Comment ( None so far )
It was Saturday morning when little Jenny came running into the house crying. It was her 12th birthday and she had been outside riding her new bike when she hit the curb and fell. She ran in to her daddy who was
sitting on the couch watching TV in his robe.”What happened, Sweetheart? (more…)
Dear readers, I am now going to narrate a story as to how I managed to screw my young and beautiful daughter-in-law. This happened many years ago, while I was staying in Mysore. I had just retired and we were planning of shifting to Bangalore, as my son and his wife wanted to settle down there. (more…)Read Full Post | Make a Comment ( None so far )
I sat at my computer pounding out yet another tale of alien invasions. I write for several science fiction publications and make a pretty good living at it. I was just getting to the part where the aliens kidnap the girl when a pair of hands popped across my eyes and a pair of breasts pushed into my back. It had to be Venus, my niece.
“Guess who, Uncle Maury?” she laughed.
“Pamela Anderson?” I answered.
“No, it’s me uncle!” she said as she let go of my eyes and pranced around in front of me.
She had come to live with us 2 years ago when her mother was killed in a boat accident and her father dropped into a continuous drunken stupor. We took her in and she was like our daughter used to be, happy, bubbly and entirely beautiful. We loved here dearly for the first year. Then my wife was diagnosed with a rare type of incurable cancer. She died 2 months later.
I was despondent. Had it not been for Venus, I probably would have pulled the plug on myself. She carried me through an incredibly painful period. Now, a year later at nineteen, she was everything any father would have been proud of. She was in college; she was ambitious, beautiful, caring and smart as a whip.
“Baby girl, why don’t you call me daddy? I feel like a daddy. I’m so proud of you.”
“We’ll have to wait until my father drinks himself to death,” she flatly stated. There was obviously no love lost between her and her father. It kind of disturbed me but I could certainly understand where she was coming from.
When you are finished, there is something I want to talk to you about.”
“Okay, I’ll be in my bedroom resting,” I said.
“Perfect,” she commented.
“Now what the hell did she mean by that?” I asked myself.
Two hours later I finished the piece and submitted it to the publisher. I knew there would be a nice check next week. There always was. I shut down the computer and retired to my bedroom.
Just as I was dozing off there was a light tapping at my door. “Come on in Venus,” I said.
She opened the door and drifted across the room in a very revealing string bikini. “Hi uncle,” she whispered.
“Do you have something to talk about?” I queried.
“It’s kind of personal. I don’t want you to say ‘no’ right away. Please, just listen to what I have to say and then think it over. OK?”
“OK let’s hear it.”
“Uncle, you know I’m a virgin. Outside of what I’ve read and a few porn flicks, I know nothing about sex. I want to learn but I don’t want to experiment with some octopus college boy who will hurt me and then leave me. I want to learn from a real man who loves me. I want you!”
I started to protest immediately, but she put her finger on my lips and said, “You promised to think about it. So start thinking.” She drifted back across the room and was gone.
I was absolutely dumbfounded. I swear I had never had a carnal thought about this angel. It never occurred to me that she might have sexual desires. I always thought she would hook up with some chump that I wouldn’t approve of, marry him and start making babies.
There was no way I could get a nap now. Thinking of her request had my poor, over stressed brain in a complete muddle. What to do? I didn’t want her to think I didn’t want her. I didn’t know what she would do if I said no. I didn’t know what would happen later if I said yes. Damn! My tit was in a crack. No matter which way I moved, it was going to hurt. Totally flummoxed, I went to the kitchen took get a soda.
She was sitting in the living room still in her bikini. Her eyes were a little red. I assumed she had been crying. Her shoulders slumped and she had the ‘wounded puppy’ look on her face.
I was devastated. I just couldn’t stand to see her cry. I went over to the sofa and sat down beside her. ‘Just exactly what did you have in mind?” I whispered quietly.
She perked up a bit, knowing that I hadn’t totally rejected the idea. “Well, I thought we would start slowly and progress day by day until we got to the moment of truth.”
“Would you care to describe the ‘moment of truth?” I asked.
“Well, that would be the point at which we decide if you should take my virginity and make me a woman.”
“Oh baby, you know that I love you more than anything in this world. I don’t want you to be sad or think I don’t want you. It’s just that I’ve never thought of you in that way. I need some time to see if I can even adjust to the possibility.”
“That’s good enough for me! At least you didn’t say no!” she answered. She threw her arms around me and bounced off into her bedroom.
As soon as she was gone I started kicking myself in the ass. I should have just refused and let the chips fall where they may. Now, I had given her some encouragement. I shut my eyes tightly. I knew what was going to come next.
We ordered pizza that night for dinner. After we polished it off, I asked her, “What is your first step?”
“Since we will need to see each other nude, I thought that showering together would be a good start.”
NUDE! I hadn’t thought about that. I tried to think of a way to weasel out of it but in the end had to conclude that she was right. Damn!
She went to her room. I went to mine. I stripped completely, wrapped a towel around my waist and headed for the shower. She beat me there. She was waiting for me.
“You know, uncle, this is kind of silly, using two bedrooms. Don’t you think it would be better if we just slept together? We don’t have to do anything. Just sleep.”
My heart stopped for a while. I considered the full implications of her suggestion. Sleeping together would imply a certain ‘permanence’ about our arrangement. On the other hand, it was kind of silly to go traipsing around nude to semi nude when the situation didn’t require it. “Okay,” I agreed. “We’ll move you in tomorrow.”
“I’ve already got enough stuff together for tonight uncle,” she said with a twinkle in her eyes.
Once again, I had been outflanked.
I looked into her beautiful eyes. She dropped her towel. I dropped mine. We stepped into each others arms for the first time as man and woman. I guided us to the shower. The water was hot but not unpleasantly so.
“We should wash each other,” she said as she started soaping me up. When she got to my cock, she stopped and watched as it rose from dead flat to fully inflated. “Wow!” she said, “Just like in the movies!”
I started soaping her back and then moved her around so I could do the front. As I rubbed her breasts her nipples stood up like little bullets. I moved on down to her neatly trimmed bush. I ran the sponge across her pussy and she let out a little squeak. I turned her around and washed her asshole. She squeaked again. I knew she was going to be extra noisy in bed. It was lucky my house was isolated up a long driveway. We rinsed each other off and then stepped out of the shower. The drying off process produced more squeaks and little yelps.
“Bed time,” she said and strolled off toward ‘our’ bedroom. She trotted down the hall to her room and returned with a small overnight bag. “We’ll get the rest of the stuff tomorrow,” she said as she jumped in the sack.
So there I was. I had a beautiful, nude young girl in my bed. I had a hardon like the Washington monument. I said a little prayer of forgiveness to her dead mother and my dead wife and gamely jumped in beside her.
She was lying on top of the sheets, nude, warm and waiting. I rolled over to her. “What’s first on your sex agenda?”
“I thought we might try some soul kissing. I’ve only tried it once and it wasn’t very good. I suspect that’s because the kid didn’t know how. You know how, don’t you?”
I ran my arm under her shoulders and rolled her lips to mine. I started gently brushing her lips. I gave her lips a little lick. I stuck my tongue between her lips and they parted, allowing me access to her mouth. I rolled her tongue around with my tongue. She started to moan and did the same to me. I pressed into her deeper. She moaned some more. I broke the kiss. “Well?’ I asked.
“Let’s do that some more, a lot more!” she answered as she applied a lip lock to me. When we broke the kiss the next time she said, “I don’t know why anybody would want to do more than that. It’s terrific. The best thing I’ve ever felt. Oh uncle I love you so much.”
I guess she liked it. “Do you want to try some other stuff or shall we stick with the kissing?”
“Let me learn how to kiss real, real, well and then we’ll go on to other things,” she requested.
I was happy that she didn’t want to rush things. We continued smooching for about an hour.
Finally she asked, “Can we go to sleep now?”
“Of course baby,” I replied.
Oh goody! Can you show me the spoon?”
I knew then that it would be a long night. Sure enough less than an hour later I felt a little hand wrap itself around my cock. She had reached between her legs and now had my cock snuggled right up across her cunt and laying in her slit. Another inch or so and she wouldn’t be a virgin anymore. I lay still wondering what her next move would be. She was stroking the bottom of my dick and pressing it ever deeper into her crack. I was getting harder and harder. It was feeling better and better. I could feel her swollen clit on the head of my cock. She bucked her hips a little and my cock slid right into the entrance to her pussy.
“Fuck me now uncle,” she begged.
I rolled her over onto her back and mounted her. “Are you sure? You can’t go back from here. It’s a one time deal.”
“You talk too much,” she replied and bucked her hips up off the mattress, impaling herself on the hard dick. “Ouch!” she yelped. She held very still for a while and then I felt her pussy start to slide up and down my cock.
She had the tightest pussy I had ever been in. She was humming a happy little tune as I plunged more rapidly into her. Suddenly the humming stopped. She gasped for breath 3 or 4 times really hard. She shuddered and her pussy clamped down hard. She screamed like she’d been shot as she came.
I slammed my dick all the way into her and let her pussy milk me dry. What a piece of ass! I had never had one to equal this.
She grabbed my neck and pulled my lips down to hers. Her tongue took command of my mouth and I shoved my tongue as far into her mouth as I could. I could feel her heart beating rapidly and she was quivering like a bowl of jello.
“OOOOOOoooooo, I just knew it would be good, but I didn’t expect it to be this good,” she grinned. “When can we do it again?”
“It takes us geezers time to recover. Just be patient. It’ll eventually come back.”
“Oh uncle I want to do this again and again and again,” she whispered as she snuggled into my arms.Read Full Post | Make a Comment ( None so far )
My name is Diwakaran. I am a 53 year old widower, living near Cochin, in the state of Kerala, in India. I was leading a decent middle class life, until my wife expired last year. This is my real life story. Though I am totally ashamed of myself and my actions, I have only written this, to make other widowers like me, aware of the dangers of loneliness and also the dangers of staying alone with their daughters, during such times of loneliness in life .
My wife and I have only one daughter. Her name is Anuradha. Since she was our only daughter, we loved her very much. Anuradha too loved us a lot. Like any daughter, I suppose that she even loved me more, as I was her father. We got her married very early in the year 2001, when she was 18 years of age. Anuradha had a happy married life and gave birth to two children, within the next 4 years. Tragedy stuck in the month of January, this year. In a car accident, her husband passed away. My daughter became a widow. She was only 22 years of age. At such a tender age, now she had the responsibility of bringing up 2 little children. My daughter stayed from January 2006 with her in-laws. As they lived in a joint family and as I lived alone, in the month of October this year, they suggested that Anuradha and her children should come and live with me, from Deepawali onwards. At that point, from the time my wife had expired in 2005, I had been living all alone. For two years, there was no woman in my house. I was depressed and frustrated at my loneliness.
So, when my daughter and her children came to live with me, I was over-joyed to have their company. I had a small house – one living room, two bed-rooms, kitchen, and the usual bath-room, with a WC. Since the rooms were small, each bed-room had space for only one bed. Anuradha and her children occupied one bed-room and I slept in the other bed-room. My daughter took charge of all the needs of the house – in terms of cooking, cleaning, washing etc. She kept the house clean and made sure that, I was served coffee, milk, breakfast, lunch and dinner on time. For one month, things were fine. One day, during the 3rd week of November, when I woke up early in the morning, I found Anuradha asleep on a mat in the living room! I woke her up.
I asked her, ” Anu, what happened? Why are you sleeping here? Why are you not sleeping on the bed, in your room, with your children? “
She replied, ” Oh Papa! There is almost no place on the bed. Your grand-children toss and turn and kick their legs while sleeping. It was so disturbing, that I came here and slept “
I said, ” You should have woken me up. I would have come and slept on this mat in the living room and you could have slept on my bed, in my bed-room “
She replied, ” No Papa. That is your and my late mummy’s bed. I did not wish to be a nuisance “
I said, ” Anu, what is this? You are my daughter. Though you have become a mother of two children, yet, you are still my child. So dont talk nonsense. From tonight, let your children use the bed in your bed-room, you sleep on my bed and I shall come and sleep here, in the living room “
She said, ” No Papa. I dont want you to sleep on the floor, so let me sleep here. It is no problem for me. You continue sleeping on your bed “
I firmly said, ” No Anu, you will sleep on my bed and I will sleep on the floor here. That is final. Now – no arguments “
She said, ” OK Papa. But, I dont want you to sleep on the floor. If you insist that I should sleep on your bed, then I have an idea. Look Papa, is it OK with you, if I come and sleep on your bed, along side with you? Afterall I am your daughter and have slept on your bed along side you, so many times, during my child-hood “
I should have thought about the dangers. I should have thought well, before answering. Foolishly, I did not. I simply did not want my own daughter to be disappointed. Afterall she was simply being affectionate. So without any vision, in order not to hurt her,
I replied, ” OK Anu, from tonight, after putting your children to sleep in their room, you come and sleep on my bed, beside me! Happy now? “
She replied happily, ” Yes Papa. Like old times. I can still recollect all those nights during my child-hood, when I used to sleep next to you and you used to tell me stories! “
That night, after dinner, I went to my bed and lay down on one side – leaving ample space for my daughter on the other side of the bed. For some reason, I could not sleep and was lying wide awake on my bed, in the darkness, as there was the usual nightly power-cut. After finishing all her work, my young daughter put her children to sleep. The door to my bed-room opened. I saw my daughter entering with a candle. She glanced at me. She thought that I was asleep. So, I too pretended to be asleep – but my eyes were slightly open, watching her. As the candle light, was too dim, she could not see my slightly open eyes. I looked at her, as she moved about silently in the semi-darkness, keeping some news-papers, on the shelf.
I had always looked upon my daughter, as a little girl. Though my daughter was the mother of two children, it was for the first time in the candle light, I realised that, she was a fully grown woman! She was beautiful. She had obviously had a bath. My daughter was very fair. Now with her white saree and blouse, she looked like an angel. I saw the out-line of her gorgeous breasts, from under the palloo of her saree. When she turned, I also noticed the out-line of her large and firm buttocks, from under her saree. As I watched her, I felt my penis getting erect. I had been without a woman for almost 2 years. Now that I was seeing a woman in my bed-room and that too – in the semi-darkness at night – I was getting sexually excited – though it was my own daughter! I was disgusted at myself!
Anuradha put off the candle. In the darkness, she came and lay down beside me. I was awake and hoping that she would not notice the erection under my dhoti! I could smell her fragrance. My erection was fully raging now. Within the next 10 minutes, I noticed that she had fallen asleep. I turned on my side to look at her. She looked so innocent. So beautiful. So tender. So delicate. It was sad that she had become a widow. Though my penis was erect and I felt like touching her exciting body, I knew my limits. Anu was my daughter. I dared not touch her. I tried to sleep and finally fell into a stupor.
After 2 hours, some movement on the bed, woke me. I saw that, in her deep sleep, Anu had turned and snuggled up close to me, like she used to, when she was a little girl. Her voluptous body touched mine. She had flung her left arm over me, hugging me. The only problem now was – she was not a child. She was a fully grown attractive and voluptous woman. And more importantly, I was a man, who had gone without a woman, for two years. My penis was once again erect! My heart was beating wildly. I started sweating! I was frightened. She had hugged me out of a daughter’s trust and love, for her father. Not out of any sexual feeling. I did not wish to do anything foolish. I did not wish to be an idiot. But, no matter how much I tried, I could not control my own sexual excitement. A war was raging within me. A war between a father’s feelings towards a daughter and a man’s feelings towards a sexually attractive woman. After some time, she came more close to me and hugged me more tightly. She was whispering something in her sleep. I tried carefully and listened,
She whispered in Malayalam, ” Vasu . Darling . I want you . I am aching for you . Come Darling . I am waiting! “
I was shocked and saddened too! Vasu was her late husband! My daughter was missing him sexually! God! She was not hugging me, with affection – as a daughter. She was dreaming that she was in bed with her late husband and hugging him – sexually! I realised that it was almost 10 months since her husband had expired and obviously my daughter was sexually frustrated. So here we were – both – a widower father and a widowed daughter, both sexually frustrated! Anuradha, now put her left leg over my legs. I could distinctly feel the heat from her crotch, seeping through her saree, through her petticoat and through my dhoti, directly onto my penis. Further, again in her sleep, she caught my head with her left hand and pushed it downwards, towards her breasts and began whispering again.
She whispered, ” Vasu . Darling . here, take my nipples . the baby may wake up . so drink my milk . before he wakes up . but keep some for the baby! “
Though I am a father and I love my daughter as a father should, yet, I am also a man with human weaknesses. I knew that my daughter was breast feeding her baby. Now that she was virtually pushing my head towards her breasts, I did not resist. I allowed her to do so. But after pushing my head a few inches towards her breasts, to my disappointment, she turned. She was lying on her back with her head turned towards me, and I could tell that she was in a deep sleep. I got up slightly.
I crouched over her and whispered, ” Anu, are you awake? “
Eliciting no response, I gently shook her shoulder to see if she would open her eyes. Again, no response. With my inhibitions disappearing, and my arousal growing, I grabbed the top of her saree palloo and slipped it down, to reveal her young breasts in her bra and blouse. I saw she was wearing a white bra inside her blouse. Very nervously I gazed at my daughter’s body. Her breasts made the blouse, taught, across her chest. I ran my palm very lightly over the breasts and cupped them. I got more excited.
Ever so slowly, I began un-hooking her blouse and managed to open it completely. Now her lovely breasts were visible in her bra. I lightly touched her bra. I paused, checking her face again to see if she was waking. My hands were shaking at this point, and my knees felt ready to buckle. Taking a silent, deep breath, I turned her slowly to her left side. I un-hooked her bra and turned her again on her back. The sight was incredible. My young daughter’s breasts were perfect. They were large, round and fleshy, with large, black and protruding nipples topping them off. Just the way I liked them.
Silently, I began fondling my widowed daughter’s exciting breasts. I lightly pinched her nipples. Anuradha stirred in her sleep. Now, I simply could not control myself. I bent and took one of her nipples into my mouth. I started sucking upon it. Warm sweet milk started shooting into my mouth. This was my daughter’s breast milk, meant for my grand-child. But, here I was – lustfully drinking my own daughter’s breast milk! As I drank her milk, I got careless. I bit her nipple, while pinching her other nipple hard with my hand. Anuradha suddenly woke up. She was shocked to see that I had un-hooked her bra and blouse, was fondling one breast with my palm and was suckling upon her other breast.
She exclaimed, ” Papa! What are you doing? “
With shame, I replied, ” I am sorry Anu, I could not control myself. After your mother died, I have been with out a woman. Now, when you hugged me in your sleep, I simply could not control myself. I am really sorry! “
Even when I was saying sorry, I could not stop fondling her breasts. Anu looked at me sadly. She kept quiet for a long time. She was immersed in her own thoughts for a while. She just lay there without moving, or without talking.
I said, ” Anu, I am really sorry Darling. I really am. I have been a beast “
She quietly removed my hand, from her breasts and said, ” Papa! I understand. I understand that you miss Mummy. But, I am your own daughter. So, please do not do this “
I pleaded, ” Anuradha, yes, I agree that this is wrong. But, I am not able to help myself. I must touch you and have you now! “
She exclaimed, ” No Papa. Please. Please dont do this. I am a widow. I am the mother of your own grand-children. This is a sin. I can not face them and myself tomorrow, if you force yourself on me, tonight “
I said, ” Anu dear, please allow me – only tonight. I am desperate to enjoy your body. Look, I have such a huge erection. Look how frustrated I am! Dont you love me anymore? Dont you care for my needs? Dont you want your Papa to be happy? “
She started crying and sobbed, ” Papa, I have always loved you and still love you. But not like this. I love you as a daughter. So, please leave me now. I shall go and sleep in the living room now! “
I was afraid that she would leave the bed and go. I was so desperate that without waiting for her answer, I leaned on my daughter and kissed her. I again lowered my head over my daughter’s breasts and sought her nipples, with my mouth. My daughter began struggling under me and tried to wriggle free, to run away. I caught her wrists and forced myself on her, to crush her under my weight and keep her from running away. She kept struggling, but could not move from under my weight. I opened my mouth and sucked her erect nipples into my mouth. My tongue was moving over her swollen breast. Finally she gave up struggling.
She sobbed, ” Papa, is what you are doing to me, right? Is it not a sin? I know you want a woman to satisfy you. But cant you find some other woman Papa? I am your own daughter, afterall! “
I replied, ” I know Darling. I am ashamed. But I am unable to control my feelings. I am excited now. I want you as a woman, tonight. I want to touch you, feel you, caress you and fuck you! Please dear, can we forget that we are father and daughter for tonight? Please? I am so desperate! “
Then quietly she said, ” Papa, if you take me tonight, obviously, you would never be able to control yourself on other nights. That means I will have to become the woman in your life, to whom you have to come for your pleasure. In reality that means, I would become your mistress. Is that what you want? “
I said, ” Yes, Anuradha, I am really sorry. But I need to enjoy, your lovely body tonight “
She said, ” OK Papa. I understand that being a man, you have needs. And since you have been without mummy for so long, I understand. Do not be sorry. Its OK! You want to drink my milk, from my breasts Papa? OK – Drink it. Just leave some for your grand-son “
I fondled her breasts and again and pinched her nipples. I bit her tender breasts and sucked upon her swollen nipples. Gradually, she began moaning and moving her hands through my hair, as she thrust her nipples into my mouth. It was as if, my daughter was handing me, a precious, delicate gift. I suckled on her nipples and completely drank all my daughter’s breast milk. Now, my daughter looked at me – silently.
She asked me, ” Satisfied Papa? “
I replied, ” Anuradha, I really dont know what to say. You are my daughter. But, frankly . well . I mean . if you are OK . then, I would like to do other things too! “
Again, she did not answer me, for a long time. I waited. My heart was beating fast and I was desperately hoping that she would allow me to make her mine.
I told her, ” Anuradha, I want to see your cunt now “
She closed her eyes and parted her thighs. My hand moved to her legs and began pulling up her saree. I could see a white petticoat covering her legs. I pulled up the petticoat too, exposing my young Anu’s lovely thighs. I pulled up the saree and petticoat further, to expose her vagina. Anu had not worn any panties. I was shocked. It was covered with so much, of black, curly, silky hair. Her cunt was completely matted with her thick pubic hair. I untied the rope of her petticoat and pulled it away from her, along with her saree, leaving her naked. She covered her face with shyness. I massaged my daughter’s thighs and kneaded the fleshy mound of her amazingly hairy cunt. I ran my fingers, now and then, all along her crack, manipulating the labial swelling and teasing my daughter’s clitoris. She couldn’t bear the sensations. She widened her thighs and offered her cunt to my access, willingly. Then I pushed my middle finger into the slushiness of her crevice. My daughter lifted her buttocks a little and fucked back at my finger, exposing her own eagerness, shamelessly.
I now kissed my daughter’s hairy cunt and played with her silky pubic hair. When the tip of my tongue probed into her engorged cunt lips, a shiver of pleasure ran through the length of her body. I started lapping at her cunt and sucked up her honey-juices. I ran my tongue all along the labyrinths of its inner lips and on the rim of its swollen outer lips. As time went, waves of pleasure rippled through her body. Tossing her head, from side-to-side, moaning and groaning, she lifted her buttocks and pushed the gash of her cunt at my face. Suddenly my daughter convulsed. The dam inside her cunt broke down, to bathe my tongue and mouth with the floods of its juices. Her buttocks collapsed on the floor, but she didn’t let me go. I lapped at her cunt for some more time, till she was satisfied. I smiled at my daughter. Out of shyness, she covered her face with her hands. I took away her hands and kissed her tenderly.
She whispered to me, ” Papa, take me now. Make love to me, as strongly as you can. Dont worry about me. I can’t wait any more “
So saying she, spread her thighs wide apart and pulled up her knees to touch her chest. In that spread out position of her cunt, my innocent Anu looked so vulgar, so cheap and yet – so exciting!
She said, ” Is this not, what you lusted for – Papa? Here I am. Here is my most private part, for your own pleasure. Your own daughter’s most private part. I have now made myself completely exposed and as vulnerable as I could be, as my gift for you. For all your love and care for me, from my child-hood! “
I placed my throbbing cock at her little vaginal entrance and began to thrust it into her. As I began to enter her, she screamed. But, as I kept thrusting my cock deep inside her pussy. She seemed to be in terrible pain. I stopped.
I asked her, ” Anu Darling, what is the matter? Are you in pain? “
She whimpered, ” Yes, Papa, it is terribly paining. Please keep still and dont withdraw. Just give me a moment to relax. I shall be OK and then you can thrust your organ, fully into me “
I asked her, ” Anu you have given birth to two children, So, your cunt must be large enough. So, why is it paining you? “
She whimpered again, ” Papa, you are a real man. The size of your huge penis, is simply too big for my vagina. Your organ is almost three times as long and as thick, as my late husband’s organ – was. My vagina is not used to such a big organ. Plus, after my husband’s death, I have not had sex at all. Almost a year. So possibly I may have shrunk. Now your organ is opening my vagina up, all over, again! But dont worry Papa. Just give me a minute to accomodate your organ. I should be OK shortly and then you can push yourself into me fully and begin to have your pleasure! “
My daughter was really caring. I kissed her. I leaned over and sucked her erect nipples into my mouth. After a while, when I saw that my daughter was OK, I forcefully thrust my full organ into her tight cunt. She screamed again. Now I began fucking her slowly. Not the big rush, that I was in before, but with long deep strokes. Gradually, my daughter was begining to enjoy my strokes.
She said, ” Papa, my pain is gone now. Now you can increase your speed and take your pleasure from me. I will also try and give you pleasure, like mummy probably gave you “
I started thrusting myself more faster and deeper into her cunt. She was herself raising her buttocks and fucking herself back, at my thrusting organ!
As I was fucking her, I asked her in lust, ” Anu, is this how your husband used to fuck you too? “
She said, ” No Papa. Though Vasu was a nice husband, he was not so good in bed. He had a small penis and could not control himself. He used to ejaculate into me in 10 seconds after he put his organ into my vagina. You are fucking me so hard and for so long. I am enjoying you, so much more ” My speed and force increased further. I could see that my daughter was building up towards her orgasm. I started slamming my cock into her cunt with full force and vigour now. Anuradha was biting her lips and focussing on getting her orgasm now. I slammed into her still more deeply. She wrapped her arms and thighs around me. She fucked her vagina upwards onto my penis, with such force and pressure, as fast as I could move. Suddenly her vaginal muscles gripped my penis and burst with her orgasm. She moaned deeply as her vagina, began to release her juices. Her nails dug into my back, as her thighs wrapped tighter around my torso. Her orgasm lasted for almost a minute and she kept moaning through out. Finally she collapsed dead tired. After a minute she regained her composure.
She said, ” Papa, now its your turn for pleasure “
I said, ” No Anuradha, I should not ejaculate into your cunt. I dont want you to get pregnant. I think that you better suck my organ and let me do that, in your mouth “
She replied, ” Papa, I shall certainly suck your organ and give you pleasure. But later. Now I want you to ejaculate into my vagina. I want to feel my strong Papa’s fertile semen shooting through my womb. Dont worry Papa, I shall have birth-control pills from tomorrow. But tonight, I want you to have your pleasure in my vagina and fill me up “
So saying she gripped my cock, with her strong vaginal muscles and again started thrusting her cunt on my penis. I felt heavenly and knew I could not last. Finally, my own orgasm burst. I slammed my cock into my daughter’s cunt with all my might, for one last time and began ejaculating my semen, deep into her cunt. I finally collapsed on my daughter. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me.
I whispered, ” Anuradha, did that feel like, you thought, it would? “
She smiled dreamily, ” Yes Papa. That was incredible. I always knew you were a strong man, But never imagined that you are so strong and exciting “
I said, ” I am glad you enjoyed it “
She said, ” Papa, I am glad this happened between us. I have noted that you were so desperate, due to the lack of a woman. From tonight, I am your woman. I am your Mistress. Now apart from the house, I can take care of your pleasure too! So whenever, you want me in bed, just call me. I shall be glad to give you my body to keep you happy “
I said, ” But Anuradha, what about our neighbours and your children? I am worried! “
She mischieviously replied, ” Oh Papa! You are such a dumbo! For the neighbours, we will be what we are. A widowed daughter, being taken care of, by her own father. My children are too small for them to know anything. And anyway, I will put them to sleep in their rooms and then come here to you every night. You can then use my body and take your pleasure from me. So everything would be OK. Dont worry! “
Now my daughter has actually become my mistress. She sleeps in my bed and 2 – 3 times a week, makes it a point to fuck me and keep me happy.Read Full Post | Make a Comment ( None so far )
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