It was early afternoon, and after a working lunch in which my associates and I signed the deal on a major contract, I decided I would head home for some well deserved relaxation. It was the first large business deal I had closed since my wife's death some six months before,
I walked into the house at a quarter to two. The house was quiet; my 18-year old, Shruti, wouldn't get home from school until nearly 4:30. I had the house to myself; it was quiet, and I could relax.
I took out of my jacket, took off my tie and tossed it on the bed, and took off my shirt. I sat on the edge of the bed and took off my shoes and socks, and then changed out of my shorts.
Grabbing the television remote from the bedside table, I pressed the power button. To my surprise, the DVD player's screen saver came up. I hadn't watched a DVD in months.
Puzzled, I pressed the play button and the image of a young girl's face appeared on the screen, her mouth filled with a rigid fat red cock. She sucked the huge cock with moaning sounds coming from the guy, until he began to shoot thick, cream all over her face. She opened her mouth and caught as much as she could manage, but there was just too much, and it dribbled down her chin and onto her tits, her nipples.
By the time the scene was over, my lund was hard as iron. I restarted the DVD and reached into my shorts, playing with my lund, something I had denied myself since the death of my wife Pammi so many months before.
I shot my load when I could not take it any more and slept. I awoke and immediately knew that more time had passed than I had intended. The night had fallen. I sat up and realized I had a large damp spot on the front of my shorts; my ejaculation had been very sizable.
I stood, walked over to the drawer, got a clean pair of underwear and a fresh pair of shorts, and changed quickly. I knew Shruti, should be home, though the house was quiet.
I walked out into the kitchen and found her sitting on one of the stool. She smiled as she saw me. "Hi, daddy," she said.
"Hi, beti. How was your day at school?" I replied.
"Same old," she grinned. "You had a good day." I was suddenly self-conscious about having lain on my bed in cum-stained shorts for an hour or more. Had Shruti, looked in on me in that condition?
"Yes," I responded "Finally closed that a big deal."
My mind suddenly leap back to the mysterious DVD. Where had it come from? I attempted to push the image out of my mind but it refused to go.
"Daddy?" I snapped out of my day dream.
"Yeah, beti?" I answered.
"You just seemed far away. Thinking about Mom and your hot chudayi with her again?".
"No... no, not that. I've just got things on my mind." We went to our rooms and rested a while.
Just as the clock struck11:00pm, there was a gentle knock at my door.
"Come in," I said.
Shruti,stepped into my room, wearing a long lose man's shirt which covered her ass with difficulty. "Hello, daddy," she said aroused at the sight of my half naked daughter.
"Hi," I replied.
"Are you OK?" she said.
"Yeah," I said, not at all sure that I was.
I looked at her wordlessly.
"Did you watch the video?" she said.
"The video?" I replied. "Yeah." I hesitated. So the bitch had planted it
I stared at her. What the fuck did she think was funny?
"Daddy?" she said. "Are you mad?"
"Mad?" I replied. "No," I'm not mad," But I was hot for the bitch, hot yes... "
"Jesus Christ," I muttered. "So what was the point in in showing me the video? What made you ever think I'd want to see all that stuff? Do you want something from me?
"Daddy," she smiled. "I want you..." she hesitated, then let the words spill out of her mouth. "I want you to fuck meeeee."
I sat speechlessly, staring at my beautiful, young daughter who had just told me that she wanted to fuck her daddy.
"Beti," I said finally, "We can't... that's just..." I couldn't complete the sentences. My tongue would no longer form words.
"Why?" she smiled. "Don't you think I'm pretty?"
"Oh, hell, beti," I exclaimed, "you're beautiful! It's just... I can't even think of fucking my own beti why would you want your own dad?"
She giggled softly. "You're soooo sesy Daddy. You're a hot looking man. And I can't think of anyone else I'd rather be with."
I stared at her, unbelieving. "Shruti,... you should find a nice guy your own age"
"No, Daddy," she interrupted forcefully. "I don't want any of the boys I know. They're all immature assholes" I must have looked shocked, because she stopped and smiled at me.
"Never heard little daughter use words like this, huh? Yes, daddy, the boys I know are assholes, and your beti wants you to put your hard big lund into her wet choot and fuck her and make her cum and shoot your hot sperm into her," she grinned wickedly.
There was no way this was real, but she continued. " I want you to do everything you can imagine to my body."
Deep inside me I wanted her so badly and yet secretly ecstatic at the idea that she wanted me.
I stared at her in silence for a moment, then smiled.
I reached for her, my hand slipping beneath the long shirt and touching smooth skin of her thigh. My hand slid upward until it encountered the fold of her choot and my fingertips brushed across the slightly stubbly but exquisitely soft mound of her sweet young shaved choot. Our eyes met I knew I wasn't going to let her go without crying before me with my cock inside her cunt
She pulled my shorts down and I think a look of fear and lust flickered across her face, and I felt her legs move apart. I slipped one finger between the lips of her pussy, and gasped as I realized that she was dripping wet. I forced my finger on in, adding a second one, and somewhere, far away, I heard the sound of my daughter moaning. I drew her to me and stripped the shirt off of her sexy body. My eyes feasted on the smooth, her large nipples on her soft young breasts.
I leaned forward and sucked the left tit one into my mouth. She moaned more loudly. "Oh, Daddy! Yes! Suck my tits" The words rang in my ears as both an agony and an ecstasy.
Moving to the right one chuchi, I nibbled it for a moment and then moved my tongue around the nipple. I pulled her down next to me on the bed and slipped onto my knees on the floor, wordlessly, gently pushing her knees apart, getting my first good view of her juicy little pussy. So wet, so pink, so delicious.
I leaned forward and ran my tongue up it, starting at the bottom of the parted lips and continuing until I reached her clit, which was throbbing and standing out already. As she moaned and thrashed on the bed, I sucked and licked harder and faster, savoring the delicious nectar coming from my beti's virgin choot.
I heard her moan and felt her juices on my face as she exploded, shouting at the top of her voice.
Standing up quickly, I shoved my underwear down and stepped out, peeling my shirt off and tossing it to one side. look of fear mixed with lust flickered across her face, and I felt her legs move apart, ever so slightly. Not allowing myself to consider the consequences, I slipped one finger between the outer lips of her choot, and gasped as I realized that she was dripping wet. Now was the time to fuck my beti rani.
My cock was achingly erect, pointing the way to the choot of my lovely daughter. As the swollen head came in contact with her swollen pussy lips, I groaned and looked into her eyes. Her huge eyes stared up at me and she nodded her head almost imperceptibly.
"Beti?" I whispered.
"Is this your first time?"
She nodded, looking elated and frightened.
I licked my dry lips and thrust my hips forward, my cock sliding inside her like a piston, like it was made to be there. There was the slightest resistance as I felt her seal give way and she grimaced slightly, then took a deep breath and wrapped her legs around my hips, pulling me further into her.
"Oh, Beti," I whispered into her ear.
"Mmm, Daddy your lund is too big," she replied. "I've been waiting for this for so long."
I raised my head slightly and looked at her, our eyes two inches apart. "Really, my bitch beti?"
"Yes, Daddy," she growled. "Now would you please fuck your little bitch beti seriously?"
That was all I needed to hear. I thrust into her as far as it would go I was, as they say, balls-deep in this hot pussy. "Oh, fuck," I moaned. It was incredible.
I began to thrust in and out, no longer concerned with being careful about hurting her. She was wet, her choot-flesh a hot and pink around my swollen lund. I looked down, watching my cock slide in and out, getting more excited as I went. I knew this wasn't going to last very long.
She was mad now, tossing her head back and forth, her arms gripping my shoulders as I drilled into her, her moaning filling the room. "Oh, GOD! FUCK ME, YOU BASTARD FUCK MEEE DADDY! !"
Hearing my once-innocent darling using such lewd language was too much for me. I felt my orgasm begin to build from underneath my heavy balls, beginning to travel up to my cockhead.
I continued to ram into her lovely cunt, my ball sack slapping her tight young ass, as the sensation continued to build. I knew I was nearly there. Meanwhile, she grabbed my head in her hands and kissed me hard, her tongue probing for mine.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, shiiiiiiiiiit, Daddy, I'm CUMMING!" she screamed into my mouth, and that was enough to push me over the edge. My orgasm thundered over me. I felt the white-hot jet of my sperm shoot into my daughter's tight pink cunt, mixing with her womanly juices there. She was not a mere girl. Not any more.
I held her in my arms for a few minutes, then rolled over onto my back, pulling her on top of me. I felt my softening prick slide out of her.
I lay there for several minutes in silence, thoughts racing through my mind. I had almost raped my daughter. "Thank you, Daddy," she murmured. "That was wonderful. You made me so happy, and it felt soooo good." I was speechless once again... what did she expect me to say?
She snuggled up to me. "I want your cock inside me every night for the rest of my life."
"Thank you, Daddy," she murmured. "That was wonderful. You made me so happy, and it felt soooo good." I was speechless once again... what did she expect me to say?
She snuggled up to me. "I want your cock inside me every night for the rest of my life."
Shruti and I both slept in the nude, of course; after the events of the past several hours, there was no longer any conceivable reason for modesty, and we felt no shame in being naked together. On the contrary, it was a great joy and an amazing feeling of freedom for the both of us. She cuddled up close to me, as close as my very breath, and wrapped her body around mine, with delicious skin-on-skin contact.
"Mmmm, Daddy," she murmured. "I love the way your body feels against me. I love the feel of your hairiness and your beard against my soft skin." She was just 18. "Do you love it, too?"
"Oh, beti I do," I smiled.
We slept and I woke up in the night; the clock on the table across the room read 2:00 AM.
I slipped my hand beneath the sheet and grazed it lightly across Shruti's small, firm left breast, with its large, nipple. I still felt like the entire experience must have been a dream.
She sighed pleasurably as she slept.
I woke and found myself looking down at Shruti's sleeping form. She was still curled up tightly against my side, her breathing soft and low, her face lying on my chest, her hair spread out across her face. Her leg was sprawled over my body, with her inner thigh resting directly on my cock, which rapidly began to harden as I started to wake up enough to take in the whole situation.
I pulled Shruti closer to me and heard her give an appreciative, contented sigh in her sleep. I smiled.
"Good morning, Daddy," she chirped. "Did you sleep well?"
"Never better," I smiled. "What about you, meri beti?"
"It was wonderful. I love sleeping in your arms," she said. She grinned saucily. "You know what I want for breakfast?"
"My beti wants to have her Daddy's cock for breakfast?."
My cock stiffened at the thought of my darling daughter giving me head. I let out a low moan as it began to stand up.
"Will you teach me to suck lund, Daddy?" she said.
I smiled at her. "Just take it in your mouth, honey
not too deeply, until you get used to it, or it's liable to choke you
and suck on it like you would a lollypop, suck and lick and
just do what feels natural," I grinned.
She locked eyes with me and I watched as she opened her wet, pink lips and took my cock deep into her mouth. She began to swirl her tongue around it and bob her head up and down as if she'd been doing it for years. "Ohhh, fuck," I groaned. "Beti that feels sooo good."
She smiled wordlessly and increased the pace. I felt her tongue probe at the opening at the end of my cock, felt her tiny hand begin to gently massage my balls. I could feel my cock swelling as I watched her eating it. Once again I had that sensation of fucking her choot.
"Don't be scared to suck harder," I said. "It'd take quite a bit for you to hurt me. Just be careful of the teeth." She enthusiastically began taking it in deeper, and I felt her gag a little bit. "Don't choke yourself, bitiya rani," I said, but she insisted on going deeper.
"Mmmmm. Suck your daddy's cock, sweet baby girl. Yesssss," I moaned.
My orgasm rushed toward me. She continued, her head bobbing up and down, her tongue swirling. I had never had such a wonderful blow job. Then the thought came into my mind: Your baby girl is sucking your cock, you fucking horny old bastard. That pushed me over the edge.
Without warning, my orgasm erupted. A jet of white sperm jetted into Shruti's mouth, down her throat, and she began to choke. I grabbed her head with both hands, now pretty much out of control, my eyes shut tight, as I continued to fill her mouth with white jism. She swallowed reflexively, eyes wide, coughing at the taste of the bitter, hot liquid.
The next thing I knew, I found myself waking up once again and the clock said 10:00am.
Shruti lay on the sofa, wrapped in a blanket and nothing else, watching the rain pouring down outside. I smiled and sat down next to her.
"You OK?" I said.
"Morning, Daddy. Never better," she smiled, reaching for me.
I pulled her to me and slipped under the blanket with her as another crash of thunder sounded. Her skin was warm against my body. In moments, her tiny hand was in my shorts, stroking lund to erection again.
"Beti you are insatiable bitch," I grinned.
"Well," she replied. "I am my dad's bitch."
She pulled my shorts off and disappeared under the blanket. I closed my eyes and tasted the feeling of her mouth gently sucking the swollen head of my cock between her lips. In seconds, it was fully hard and she popped her head out from the blankets. "I want to rideyour cock, Daddy." I sat back, letting her shift around until she was seated on me. I reached down, parting the lips of her already-wet cunt with my fingers, and guided my cock inside her as she moaned. " Ohh DADDY I LOVE YOUR BIG FAT LUNF SOOOO MUCH IN MY CHOOT."
Pulling her tight to me, I felt her hard nipples brush my chest as she began to bounce on my lap, riding my prick. I wrapped my arms around her, slowly moving my pelvis up and down, letting her perform most of the action, feeling her beautiful, pussy grip me as she ground her pelvis against me. I was fucking my own daughter. I pushed her over onto her back on the sofa, moving on top of her and beginning to thrust hard into her, feeling my swollen cockhead slamming into her cunt, hearing her begin to scream as her orgasm approached. "Oh, yes, Daddy! Yes fuck your rani bitiya like a whore!"
I fought to hold back, not wanting it to end yet. It was very nearly too much. "Fuck me, you bastard!" she growled. I grinned at her, embarrassed at her words. "You are! You're a bastard, daddy and I love your cock inside me!" she hissed between clenched teeth.
I filled her tight, pink cunt with white heat yet again.
Later we sat in the living room and watched an old movie, cuddling and kissing on the sofa like a pair of lovers
which, it dawned on me, is what we were. My daughter and I were in love.
When the movie was over, we went up to my bedroom and I laid down on the bed. "Oh, no, you don't," Shruti grinned. "I want you Daddy." I grinned and took off my shirt, shorts and underwear. She stripped gracefully, revealing that incredibly young, smooth body once again. We crawled into the cozy bed and she snuggled up to me once more.
"Hey bhagwan, you're gonna wear me out, beti," I said. She laughed and said, "Just hug me for a little bit?" I agreed and she turned so her back was to me. I put my arms around her and pulled her to me, spooning her. Despite my weariness, however, my cock was already hard, and laid perfectly along the crack of her sweet ass. My hands began to gently knead her breasts and I kissed the back of her neck.
I fully intended to allow things to settle down and drift off to sleep, but Shruti had other ideas. Soon I felt her wiggling her perfect, round ass against me, and that quickly gave me an idea to fuck her beautiful gaand. I lifted her leg slightly, opening her up, and aimed for choot once again. She was already wet clearly, my daughter was a raand and slid my lauda into her in one stroke.
"Mmmm!" she moaned. "Oh, Daddy. Yes!"
I intended to make this a quicky but the more I thrust into her from behind, the more my mind began to focus on her mast gaand
I'd already taken her cherry
now I wanted her ass cherry.
I slowed down my thrusting so as not to cum too quickly, and whispered into her ear "I want your ass bitch". She turned her head and looked back at me, her eyes wide, with a little fear in them. "Do it, Daddy. Meri gaand chod lo"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes," she said. "I got to to get your lund in my gaand. Please, Daddy, fuck me in the ass."
I pulled out and positioned her on her hands and knees near the edge of the bed. In the drawer of the nightstand next to the bed was a tube of cream that hadn't been touched since before Pammi's death. I applied it to the tight little hole of her butt cheeks. I could feel my cock getting even harder at the thought of what I was about to do to her.
I positioned the throbbing head of my cock, at her greased hole and gently began to push. I urged her to take a deep breath and relax, and felt the head of my prick pop into her.
I carefully moved in and out, a fraction of an inch at a time, spreading the cream up and down my lund, moving further in with each thrust. Shruti began to squeal and moan, "Oh, god
oh, my fucking god!" as I continued to drill into her.
Soon I was in as far as I dared go, at least for now. She had taken my cock. I held still and enjoyed the sensation of her soft, smooth ass squirming against and around my rigid meat. It wasn't long before I was ready to fill her ass with my seed. I asked if she was ready and she begged me to do it.
I relaxed and let it happen, and felt myself erupt into her ass like a volcano. She screamed with pleasure and perhaps some pain as I thrust in even further with the ecstasy of my cumming.
I collapsed against her back and felt her cool, smooth skin, slick with her perspiration, against mine. I held very still, feeling my cock slowly deflate and begin to slide out of her violated asshole.
"Oh, Daddy," she whispered. "That was amazing. Now I am completely yours" Her voice caressed my soul.
I slept soundly that night, and woke up to another day as the luckiest Dad in the world.'s small, firm left breast, with its large, nipple. I still felt like the entire experience must have been a dream.