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[Krishan202]

I popped one nipple into my mouth and gently sucked it, then went over to the other. Miss Nikita moaned "Aaaaaahhhhhh...! Aaaaaahhhhhh...! Oh Mohan!" and put her hand on the bulge that had formed inside my pants. Off came my shirt and pants. Miss Nikita took off my underwear and I removed her white lace panties that had a small wet spot in front. Her black bush was neatly trimmed and her milk white labia were quite engorged by her arousal. I kissed her labia, played with her pussy hair and got the sweet smell of her jasmine perfume. Miss Nikita had anticipated all this and had sprayed some of her jasmine perfume on her pussy. This drove me wild. As I kissed her pussy, her hand found my rigid cock and started to stroke it and played with its bulbous head.

I moved between her legs and gently spread her labia and exposed her wet inner lips and separated her inner lips by running my tongue through it up and down. She cried "Oh! Oh! Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...! Mohan, that feels divine". I continued to lick her cunt from her vagina all the way to her clitoris just stopping short of it. Then Miss Nikita placed her hands on my head, moved my head and placed it right over her clit. I did not need any further guidance from my English teacher. I flicked the tip of my tongue on her clit a few times. "Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my Goooodddd!" she screamed. "Come on Mohan faster, darling! Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh...! Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...!"

I licked her engorged pussy lips and traced the English alphabet on her pussy with my tongue. She just loved this. I licked her vagina and her clitoris faster and faster. She grabbed my head and with some fast upward movements of her pelvis, she screamed "Oh my God! Oh my God! Mohan, I'm cumming...! I'm cuuummmmmiiiinnnggggg...!" and I felt her pussy contract and get very wet and I swallowed all of her love juices as Miss Nikita had a great orgasm. I did not stop and continued to lick her pussy and she continued her upward thrusts. A few minutes later, she cried "Mohan, fuck me darling! Fuck me now! Pleeeaaasseeee...! Fuck me my darling! I want your hard cock inside my pussy right now! Pleeeaaasseeee...!"

I moved up a little and got on top of Miss Nikita and kissed her long and hard. She quickly grabbed my hard cock and placed it at the entrance of her vagina and with one swift upward push had my entire six inches inside her. "Aaaaaahhhhhh...! Aaaaaahhhhhh...! Oh God! What a nice big cock! Come on fuck me! Fuck me hard!" she cried. My cock was inside her pussy fucking her with fast, long, hard strokes. Miss Nikita was a wild cat and her screams must have unleashed the devil in me because I fucked her hard and enjoyed her screams of pleasure. "Uuuuunnnnnhhhhh...! Fuck me! Fuck mmmeee...! Ooooohhhhhh...! Ooooohhhhhh...! Fuck me harder darling". I continued hard fucking her for about twelve minutes and then she bucked like a wild horse and screamed "Oh Mohan! Mohan! I'm cumming again! I'm cumming! I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg...!" and I felt her pussy grip my cock tightly and milk it a few times with her contractions.

I reached under her, grabbed her butt with both my hands, pulled her cunt up against my cock and fucked her harder and harder amid her wild screams and I cried "Fuck me Nikita baby, fuck me harder Nikita". She moved her butt from under me and gave me some good strong thrusts. I cried "Thatthu Nikita! Thatthu!" and Miss Nikita was like a wild horse thrusting her pelvis and fucking me. I felt my body stiffen; she felt my cock stiffen and then I screamed "Oh my God Nikita! Oh my God! Nikita! Nikita! Nikita! Your cunt is terrific! Nikitaiiiiiiiiiiiiiii...!" as I shot my semen deep inside her hot pussy to mix with her pussy juices as she had another orgasm. We continued our stroking for a minute or two and then lay down side by side with my cock still inside her. She then pulled out a small towel tucked away under her pillow, pulled my cock from her cunt and wiped both of us clean.

 

[Krishan202]

My cock was still hard and glistened with my cum and Miss Nikita's pussy juices. She held my cock and led me to her washroom and lovingly washed me and then proceeded to wash her pussy with my cum still dripping out of her vagina. She giggled as my cum came out in globs from inside her pussy. She inserted her finger inside her vagina and cleaned herself with water and soap. After that, we both went over to the kitchen and she poured out two glasses of milk. Miss Nikita winked at me and said, "That's for all the milk you just gave me"

Miss Nikita once again held my erect cock and led me back to her bedroom. She smiled, pulled my foreskin down, stroked my cock a few times and said "Its only 7:45 P.M; we have until 11:15"

She threw me on the bed, jumped beside me, and lay down. We held each other and French kissed. My hands were on her breasts, squeezing them and teasing her nipples while she firmly held my erect cock and stroked it gently. I guess she did not want me to ejaculate and waste my cum. She quoted a famous poet (Wordsworth) and whispered in my ear, "Many a rose is born to blush unseen and waste its scent in the wilderness air" She being an English teacher, it was her poetic way of saying that she wanted to fuck me again and not waste my sperm on a handjob. I liked her style. I retorted, "The seven moons borrow their light from the radiance of thy face" I was serious. I saw "cock radiance " on her face.

As we kissed, Miss Nikita and I rolled over and she got on top of me. She straddled me and expertly guided my erect hard cock into her wet pussy. In her eagerness, she moved her ass too fast and the entire six inches of my cock entered her in one stroke. She yelled "Oh my God! I love your big cock! Fuck me darling! Fuck me harder this time!" I found this very flattering. Here was my beautiful, sexy English teacher riding my cock with the entire six inches inside her.

Miss Nikita's boobs jiggled up and down as she bounced up and down on my cock. The sight of her bouncing boobs was too much for me and I reached over and squeezed both her boobs as she fucked me. She aided me by leaning over and stuck her erect nipples into my mouth. I nibbled on her nipples and sucked them as she screamed "Oh my God! Oh my God! This is divine Mohan! Don't stop! Don't stop!" I watched my cock go in and out of her pussy splitting her cunt lips wide open as she brought her pelvis down during each stroke. Her swollen pussy inner lips were like drapes around my cock.

Miss Nikita's strokes became harder and faster. I sensed her impending orgasm and helped her by thrusting upwards during each down stroke. Now I wanted to drive Miss Nikita absolutely wild. Therefore, I reached over, placed my fingers on the hood of her clitoris, and moved the hood up and down and from side to side careful not to touch the sensitive bud of the tip of her clitoris. Miss Nikita cried "Ooooohhhhh...! That's great! Oh my God! Aaaaaaahhhhhh...!" and she fucked faster and faster. My fingers were wet with her cunt juices and I touched the tip of her clitoris with the tip of my forefinger. Miss Nikita screamed "Oh Mohan! Darling, that's terrific! Ooooooohhhhhhhhh.....!"

She stopped her fast strokes briefly and said, "Now I will give you a real treat Mohan darling" and she started to relax her pussy muscles during her down stroke and squeeze her pussy muscles during her up stroke. Miss Nikita was milking my cock with her cunt! I cried, "Nikita, this is superb! My cock feels so good with your pussy lips wrapped around it! Fuck darling! Fuck my brains out!" As I said, this I felt Miss Nikita's cunt muscles tighten around my cock and she screamed "Oh my God! Oh my God! Mohan! Mohan! Fuck me! Fuck me baby! I'm cumming! I'm cumming...! I'm cuuummmmmiiiinnnggggg...! Ooooooohhhhhhhhh.....!" and I felt her hot pussy juices on my cock. I fucked her faster and faster and now, I was ready to shoot my load. My body stiffened, my cock got larger and harder, and I screamed "Oh Nikita! Nikita! Nikitaiiiiiiiii....! Nikitaiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.....! Nikitaiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.....!" and shot my hot cum deep into her throbbing, pulsating cunt! She lay on top of me and after a few minutes, we went to wash ourselves. This time, I washed her beautiful pussy lovingly and she found this very sensual. She then washed my cock and kissed the tip.

 

[Krishan202]

We had some more milk and the time was 9:15. We still had time for some more rounds. My cock was still erect and again we lay beside each other. We French kissed and caressed each other's bodies for a long time. I then proceeded to kiss Miss Nikita's breasts and suck, nibble and gently bite her erect nipples. She enjoyed this very much and moaned "Uuuuuummmmm...! Uuuuuummmmm...! That feels so good!" I then moved over to the underside of her breasts, licked her, and sucked her. Her flat tummy was next followed by her navel that tickled her a bit. I then moved over to her thighs and licked the insides of both her thighs.

She bent her legs and opened them a little exposing her beautiful mound, luxurious bush and her pussy lips that were wet and glistening with her pussy juice. I admired the view for a few moments and started to lick the insides of her thighs once again. By her movements, I could tell that Miss Nikita was getting very aroused and a little impatient. I wanted this experience to be very memorable and did not rush things. I took my time and continued my licking for about ten minutes. I would start at her knees, proceed all the way up to her bush and outer labia, and just stop short of her pussy.

As my licking continued, I noticed Miss Nikita squeeze her pussy and a drop of her lubrication trickle down her pussy lips onto the bed sheet. This was great! I was driving Miss Nikita wild with desire and I was confident that she would fuck me again, but this time like a wildcat! Her moaning got louder. She cried "Oh please darling! Don't tease me like this! Please make me cum! Darling, pleaseeeeeee......!" I gently spread open her inner pussy lips and ran my tongue through her slit. Miss Nikita screamed "Oh my God! Oh my God! Faster darling! Faster! Aaaaaahhhhhh...! Aaaaaahhhhhh...! Aaaaaahhhhhh...!" and I felt her pussy contract and her juices inside my mouth as she had a powerful orgasm. I licked faster, took her entire pussy into my mouth, and swallowed all her juices. I winked at her and said "No need to wash now – I licked it clean!" Miss Nikita knew what I meant, smiled, and then giggled. All she said was "Your turn now"

Miss Nikita grabbed my cock, pulled down my foreskin, admired the now reddish glans, and licked the mushroom head. She then popped the entire head into her mouth and played with the glans using her tongue. Her licking and sucking felt heavenly and I moaned "Oh my darling Nikita! This is so good! You are a goddess!" I continued to squeeze her breasts and knead her hard nipples as she sucked my cock. She was very aroused by the sucking and my fondling and made sounds like "Uuuuuummmmm...! Uuuuuummmmm...!" and cupped my balls and caressed them. She said, "Cum darling! Cum inside my mouth! I want to swallow your cum!" I did not know whether I should cum inside her mouth or fuck her once more. Then I had an idea. Why not fuck her and then, when I am about to climax, pull my cock out of her cunt and ejaculate inside her mouth?

When I suggested this to her, Miss Nikita readily agreed, on one condition. The condition was that I fuck her Doggy style and she quickly went on all fours. I got behind her, rubbed my erect cock against her cunt lips, and after a few strokes, entered her fully. She cried "Aaaaaaahhhhhh...! Aaaaaaahhhhhh...! Oooooooowwwwwww...! Fuck me! Fuck me darling! Fuck me hard my sweetheart!" and gave me some backward thrusts against my cock. I then realized that the ridge of my glans had found her G-spot and started my in and out strokes to just the right depth such that my glans would provide good stimulation to her G-spot. I watched for signs and with every stroke, she screamed "Aaaaaaahhhhhh...! Aaaaaaahhhhhh...!" and I knew that it would not be long before she would have an earth shattering G-spot orgasm. I wanted to drive Miss Nikita wild and make her beg me to fuck her harder. Therefore, I leaned over her and with one hand squeezed her breasts and with the other hand, I caught her erect clitoris and massaged her clit back and forth over its hood with my fingers.

Miss Nikita screamed "Aaaaaaahhhhhh...! Aaaaaaahhhhhh...! Oh my God! This is terrific! Don't stop! Don't stop! Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh, fuck me darling!" I increased my speed, fucked her faster, touched the sensitive tip of her clitoris, and massaged the tip. Miss Nikita could take this no more. She went ballistic and fucked me like a wildcat. She then squeezed her pussy, gripped my cock with her pussy muscles, screamed "Harder darling! Harder Mohan! Fuck me harder! Aaaaaaahhhhhh...! Aaaaaaahhhhhh...! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! I'm cuuummmmmiiiinnnggggg...! Ooooooohhhhhhhhh.....!" Her hard fucking along with her screams drove me over the edge.

I fucked her faster and faster and felt my cock get harder and expand, ready for an ejaculation. I quickly pulled my cock out of her throbbing cunt, moved over and directed the glans towards her mouth. She instinctively sucked it while stroking it with her hand. I screamed "Oh Nikita! My darling Nikita! Nikitaiiiiiiiii...! Nikitaiiiiiiiii...!" and shot my hot cum in several strong spurts right inside Miss Nikita's mouth. She made a sound like "Uuuuuuhhhhhmmmm...." as she swallowed every drop of my cum and sucked my cock dry. After continuing to suck for about a minute or two, she pulled out my cock from her mouth, admired the reddish glans and said, "This is so beautiful! I love to suck your magnificent cock" I gave her pussy one last kiss, lick, and glanced at the clock. It was 10:45 P.M. and soon her mother would be home. We washed up, got dressed and as I was about to leave, Miss Nikita told me "Mohan, this is definitely an "A+" – That is the highest possible grade my darling"

I continued to fuck Miss Nikita for the remainder of my college career. Miss Nikita was pleased when I got an "A" in all the finals and she always gave me an "A+" in her bedroom.

The-End

 

[Ku821]

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[Krishan202]

# Trisha & Rashmika Mandanna

It started during my first spring break from college. I decided to spend the week at my dad's new home on the lake. I was happy I was going home to see my dad but not thrilled about going to the new house.

My folks had been divorced . I spent my time 50/50 between them. Their agreement kept me in the College system. My dad's house stayed the same. It was where I was stable. After I went out of state to college, my dad decided it was safe to sell and move. I didn't blame him. There wasn't anything left to tie him to the old house, but along with college it was another change for me.

I'd seen the house briefly over Semister break. Dad was looking for a new house and it was one of the ones we looked at. It was actually my favorite. It was more of a beach house than the suburban house I grew up in. Well, with dad at least.

Dad's new house was on a lake. It had 5 small bedrooms, 3 baths, 2 with small showers, one luxurious which, although not in the master bedroom, was obviously used as a master bath. It then had one great room/kitchen with almost all glass doors and windows and no walls. There were amazing views of a small beach, the lake, and the wooded area out back. Last it had decks all around that led down to a private dock. Part of the deck was raised with a hot tub overlooking the beach.

It wasn't a crowded beach. It was small. There were 2 other houses, mostly separated by trees. The one furthest away also had a dock. Few people came to swim here as it was small, there was a huge beach 200 yards away, and the docks made it hard to swim.

This was where I was going. It was beautiful, but still new and did not feel like going home.

Dad was there when I got there. I hugged him and kissed him on the cheek. I'd missed him. He was 6'1" and had big shoulders. He felt solid. He was always my anchor. He stayed in shape by swimming. He always smelled great.

He showed me which room was mine. I'd actually already chosen it, but dad had moved all my stuff, decorated, and had really worked to make it mine. Lots of my old stuff hanging on the walls with new pictures and some furniture and art that showed dad really knew my tastes.

We spent Friday night through Sunday morning catching up on me. Nope no boyfriend yet dad. I'd actually had a brief one. I'd lost my virginity to him, but it really wasn't meant to be. It was fun for a while. I told dad about all but the virginity part.

I was loving the house. It was actually beginning to feel like a home. It was a peaceful, relaxing refuge. I was enjoying it and being close to my dad.

Then on Sunday he dropped the bomb. I mean, I should have expected it. Dad was 48, handsome, and well off. As far as I knew he had never dated while I was growing up. I didn't know what he did when I was at mom's, but I never met anyone.

It was at breakfast he told me.

"Rashmika, there's someone I want you to meet," he said.

In the back of my mind, I kind of knew what he was going to say, but a part of me was hoping it was a contact for me to get ahead in life, or a boy he'd thought I would like. I didn't say anything. He went on.

"I've met a very nice woman and we've become close. Close enough that I think it's time you met her," he continued.

I didn't know what to say. "OK," was all that came out.

Her name was Trisha. It sounded familiar. He told me I'd met her before. It hit me. She was the real estate agent who showed us the house. I tried to remember her. I remembered she was nice. I remembered thinking she was pretty, but I really couldn't picture her.

"The real estate agent?" I asked.

He smiled. He was obviously happy I remembered her. "Yes that's her."

I just kind of sat there. I knew I should be happy for him, but he'd been mine alone for so long i felt like something was being taken from me.

"You OK?" he asked.

I came out of my stupor.

"Of course dad. It's about time you met someone," I replied. I am not sure how much conviction I said it with. "Have you been seeing her long?"

Turns out they had started dating almost the week she'd shown us the house. Right after I'd returned to College. He felt it was getting kind of serious and thought it was time I got to know her. He asked if we could go out for dinner with her that night.

"Of course," I said. "I'd love to meet her."

He was happy. I was always glad when he was happy. He hugged me and told me he was going to call her and make arrangements. I put the dishes away and cleaned up. I was kind of numb inside and didn't feel or think much of anything. Mostly had logical thoughts. 'Of course he'd met someone. Why wouldn't he? I should be happy. He shouldn't be alone his whole life.'

I went out to sit on the deck. It was still a little cool that day. I took a blanket and laid out on a deck chair.

I wasn't happy. I knew it was wrong of me, but there was a part of me that felt she was stealing my man. Dad had been mine, and mine alone, since I was 10. Now there was someone trying to take my place, or at least come between us.

We spent the day chatting and just puttering around the house. Sunday we got ready for dinner. We weren't in a fancy area, but we were going to the nicest restaurant in town. I put on a nice pair of jeans, heels, and a cute pullover top. I checked myself out in the mirror.

I looked good. At 5'6" and 54Kgs. My long hair hung to the middle of my back. My frame easily supported my 32 breasts and the bra and top I was wearing made them look great. I knew I was attractive. I'd got hit on enough at College. Tonight, I wanted to look extra attractive.

Satisfied with how I looked I met dad in the great room.

"You look beautiful," he said.

Dads have to say that stuff, but I always felt he meant it and it made me feel beautiful.

 

[Krishan202]

We were going to meet Trisha at the restaurant. We got there a bit early and were given a table. I was facing the door.

I saw her before dad did. I was stunned. I remembered she was pretty. I didn't remember how pretty. She was about 5'6", looked about 30. I was found out later 37, but she looked younger. She had curves, curves that moved in that way that you had to stop and look. There was a certain sexiness about her. She had thick almost black hair that came down between her shoulder blades.

I looked around. I think everyone in the restaurant, at one point, turned to look at her as she walked to the table.

She was wearing a red wrap dress with long sleeves. The neckline showed some cleavage but nothing inappropriate. It clung to her top half like a second skin. At her hips it flared out. It was knee length but as she walked you could see a flash of thigh well above her knee. She was gorgeous and sexy.

She walked up to our table. Dad stood up and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. It bothered me a bit. He introduced us.

"It's so nice to finally meet you," she said. "Well," she said humorously, "I know we've met before and, with as much as your dad talks about you, I feel I know you, but it's nice to finally have a chance face to face."

It was obvious she was sincere. She had a beautiful smile and a friendly lilting voice. I thought briefly that it came with her job, but it was probably the fact that she was sincere that made her good at her job.

She sat and joined us. She asked me about my life, talked about my dad, her job. She kept the conversation going. She often made both my dad and I laugh.

I didn't make much effort in the conversation. There was a part of me that was enjoying it and a part of me that wasn't happy she was there.

The night went well. Dad invited her back to our place after dinner. She asked me if that was OK. She made it clear it was OK to say no, and that she understood I wanted my dad time and she didn't want to intrude. I was actually not sure, but I told her it was fine and that she was welcome.

As dad and I drove home he asked me what I thought. I told him she seemed nice and that I liked her. Both were true, even though I didn't like that I liked her.

Then I said,"I didn't remember how gorgeous she was."

Dad said he thought I was beautiful too.

"Dad, the whole restaurant did not turn and look at me when I walked in."

"Well," he said. "I see you all the time, and every time I see you I am amazed by how pretty you are. When I don't see you for a while, and you come home, I am always, again, struck by your beauty."

That made me feel good, but in a way I didn't remember dad telling me I was pretty, made me feel before. I felt more like I was being compared, woman to woman, with Trisha. I liked that. .

Trisha came over. Dad opened some wine. Eventually I began to feel like a 3rd wheel and I decided to go to bed. I kissed dad goodnight and hugged him. I extended it a bit by telling him how happy I was to be home. I hung on him a little longer than usual and a bit closer. I felt like I was reminding Trisha he was still mine. I said goodnight to Trisha and headed to my room.

As I undressed, I heard them go outside on the deck. My bedroom and dad's bedroom had sliding glass doors leading to the deck and facing the lake. They were pretty close to my door. My curtains were closed but the door was slightly open to let the fresh air in through the screen. .

"That went well," dad said.

"Pretty good," said Trisha, "but your little girl is not entirely happy to share you."

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"A woman can tell. She feels a bit like I'm cutting into her territory. You've been her man for a long time. Now she sees me as a bit of a rival."

"Don't be silly," dad said. "She's my daughter."

"She's still a woman," Trisha responded. "A beautiful one at that. Maybe I should be jealous?" She laughed.

"She is beautiful," said my dad. "When I haven't seen her for a while, and she comes home, I am always struck by how beautiful she is and wondering how such a beauty came out of me," he laughed.

"Well, you're pretty sexy yourself," she replied, "and I guess I should be flattered that such a gorgeous, sexy thing still can think of me as competition. The good thing is I know you're enough man to handle both of us."

That made me feel kind of weird. I liked that fact they both thought I was beautiful, and, Trisha said I was sexy. But that last line, 'handle both of us' made me feel weird. I was tingly excited by it, and embarrassed by the fact I was feeling tingly excited by it.

"Well, I like handling you," dad said playfully.

"Anytime," purred Trisha.

They stopped talking.

I couldn't help myself. I looked out my window. If I stood just the right way I could see them on the deck in the moonlight. They were kissing. My stomach knotted up but also fluttered. I felt a little voyeuristic. Sexy voyeuristic.

I saw Trisha straddle my dad. She undid the ties of her dress and fell open. Trisha had amazing breasts. Her nipples were hard in the cool night air. She lowered them to my dad's lips. She threw her head back and moaned as he sucked on them.

I knew I should stop watching but something made me stay where I was.

 

[Krishan202]

Trisha slid off the deck chair onto her knees and she undid my dad's pants. She pulled out his cock and wrapped her hand around it and started stroking it. I watched it get hard. It looked big in her hands.

Then, she glanced at my window. I reflexively stepped back. I was pretty sure she couldn't see me, but her looking up startled me.

She looked down at dad's cock and, with a small smile, lowered her mouth onto it.

I had never seen, nor given, a blowjob before. I stood and watched. It looked like she knew what she was doing. Her hand slowly worked its way up and down the shaft as she bobbed her head on the tip and a bit more. My dad put one hand on the back of her head. It looked like he grabbed her hair and was helping her move her head on his cock.

I was feeling jealous. I was feeling dirty and guilty for watching. I was also getting horny. I didn't masturbate a lot, but this was turning me on. As I was undressing earlier I had taken off my jeans and shirt. I had been watching them in just my bra and panties. Now I slipped my hand into my panties and started playing with myself.

My fingers found my clit, they slid into my pussy. I was dripping wet. I put a hand on the wall to steady myself.

Every time Trisha pulled her head back I could see more of dad's cock. I found myself waiting for those moments where she'd pull it out of her mouth completely so I could see his entire cock.

Then she pulled her mouth off him and looked straight at my window. I was still pretty sure she couldn't see me, but it felt weird having her looking my way, holding dad's hard cock in her hand.

She smiled. This time at my window, and then started sucking his cock again. I kept playing with my pussy.

All of a sudden dad tensed up. Trisha stopped moving but kept her lips around dad's cock. After a few minutes she pulled her mouth away. I could see his cock was softening. She must have swallowed all his cum. With that thought I closed my eyes and came on my fingers.

She lay next to dad on the deck chair. I saw dad try to pull her panties off. She stopped him, kissed him lightly on the lips, and stood up.

"Next time stud," she said. "I better be going. I have to work tomorrow."

Dad stood up with her. He kissed her. I didn't like him kissing her. As they walked around the deck to her car she took one more look at my window. I was beginning to worry that she had seen me.

Normally I sleep in a long T shirt and panties. Usually one of my dad's old ones. I took off my bra and threw a T on. I started to get into bed but realized my panties were wet. I took them off too and climbed into bed.

I felt wrapped in dad's shirt. My mind wandered to the scene I'd just watched. My hand slid to my pussy again. I drifted off to sleep with my fingers against my clit.

I woke up the next morning and heard dad making breakfast. Dad typically worked from home, so we had plenty of time together. I stood up and looked in the mirror. Normally I would have just headed out to breakfast.

Instead I brushed out my hair and changed. I chose a cute small pair of boy short panties and a T shirt that hung about below my ass. It was one of my Ts so it followed my curves rather than hung loosely on me. My breasts pushed against the material.

Satisfied with my looks I went out to breakfast. Dad looked at me and smiled.

""Well there's my pretty little girl," he said.

 

[Krishan202]

I walked up to him, hugged him, and said I was glad to be home. As I put my arms around his shoulders I could feel my shirt pull up over my ass. If he was behind me he would have seen my panty covered ass. The thought made me tingle.

I looked up at his face. He put his hands on my hips. I think he was shocked to encounter bare skin. He looked confused as to what to do. He just let them rest loosely where they were. I just put my head against his chest.

"Everything is so changed," I said. "It's weird coming home. The only thing the same is you."

"Everything changes as we get older. The one thing that will never change is that you are my girl and I love you more than anything in this world," he said.

I stood on tiptoes and kissed him on his cheek. I kissed him almost on his lips. I'd never done that before and I knew I was doing it on purpose. As I stretched to kiss him my hips moved in his hands. I knew they brushed the top of my panties. It excited me. Shocked him. He moved his hands higher. Squeezed me tight then let me go.

I turned to go sit at the table. I hadn't planned it, but because my shirt was fitted it did not fall back into place. My little boy shorts were not a thong, but they covered less than a bathing suit. I was exposing more of my ass than my dad had seen since I was a baby.

I reached up and tugged my shirt into place. I glanced back at him.

"Sorry," I said.

"Don't worry about it," he replied.

We sat down to eat. We talked about College, work, Trisha. He asked what I was going to do. I told him I had friends I was going out with that night. I asked if he was going to see Trisha.

He told me they'd been seeing each other almost every day so that if I was going out she might come over.

I took his hand. "Dad, I know what grownups do. Does Trisha stay here often when I'm at College?" I asked.

"More often than not," he replied. He was very self conscious about it.

"It's OK dad," she can stay over."

I know I meant it, but as I said it, I also regretted it.

"Are you sure," he asked.

I stood up from the table. As I did I realized my shirt had pulled up again. My panties were completely exposed. Dad was looking at me. I think he was trying not to, but didn't know anywhere else to look.

I bent over and kissed him very close to his ear. "I'm sure daddy," I said. "I only want to make you happy."

I made no effort to adjust my shirt. Ass and panties showing I went back to my room to get dressed. I looked back and saw him watching me.

"I love you," I said.

"I love you," he replied.

I went to my room and got undressed. I heard my dad go into his room and shut the door. I then remembered the bathroom was in the hall, I was naked, and the towels were in the hall closet.

I peaked out my door. Dad's door was closed. I decided to go for it. I ran to the closet, grabbed a towel, jumped in the bathroom and shut the door. I leaned against the door and kind of giggled to myself.

I jumped in the shower, washed, and shaved my legs and pussy. As I showered I heard the Master bath shower. I finished, dried off, and wrapped the towel around me. I opened the door and walked out. At exactly that moment my dad did too.

He had a towel wrapped around his waist. I again noticed his big shoulders and chest. I also noticed that the towel pushed out just a little in front of his cock.

"Oh," I said. "Sorry daddy."

He laughed, "It's ok baby. I guess there's not as much privacy in this house as the other."

"Guess not," I responded, closed the bathroom door, and turned to go to my room.

As I did my towel started to pull away. I grabbed at the top of it. It took me a second to realize what was happening and second longer to realize why. I had closed my towel in the bathroom door. As I pulled away I had completely exposed myself. I just stood there in shock.

Dad, thinking faster than me, quickly stepped over to me, opened the door and freed the towel. I clutched it against my breasts hiding my front from him. I just stood there about to cry. Dad immediately recognized the look on my face. He quickly wrapped his arms around me.

As he did I choked out, "I'm sorry daddy."

He pulled me tight. "It's ok baby. Nothing to worry about."

I laid my head on his chest and starting sobbing and repeating I was sorry. He stroked my hair and told me it was ok and that accidents happen until I stopped crying.

As I calmed down I realized how good his arms and naked chest felt. I was holding the towel in between us and realized I was completely exposed behind me. I looked up at his face. I realized that at his height he could see entirely down my back and could easily see my ass. As I was pressed against him I also realized I could feel the bulge in his towel against my belly.

I pulled away. Blushing and looking at the floor, I said, "I better get dressed."

He turned away and as he did I went to my room and shut the door. I leaned against it. My heart was racing and I was breathing heavily. I was embarrassed and turned on. I was embarrassed that I was turned on. I was still holding the towel against my breasts. I could feel the door against my naked backside.

I could see myself in the mirror on the side wall. I let the towel drop. My chest was heaving and my nipples were hard. I dropped my fingers between my legs. It was the most uncomfortable position to masturbate in but I wanted to watch myself in the mirror. I could see my fingers wet from my pussy as they played with my clit. When I came my other hand banged against the door and I moaned.

My dad was in the great room. He must have heard me. He came to my door.

"Are you alright baby?" he asked.

"I'm ok daddy. I'll be out in a minute."

I stood there catching my breath. Then went to get dressed. As I dressed a lot of thoughts went through my mind. The first was that I'd just masturbated twice in less than 2 days. Last time before that was months ago.

I also re-lived how my dad's arms felt and that I could feel the bulge of his cock. I realized that my dad had now seen every piece of my body. The thought made me giggle.

I started to get dressed. I pulled a cute thong out and put it on, then looking at my bras thought that I really needed some prettier ones. I put on a short skirt and top and went out to the great room. I took my iPad and phone and figured I'd catch up on my email and some stuff I can't do at College.

As I walked in the great room dad looked at me. His eyes immediately fell to my skirt. I realized that I'd bought this one since I moved out and that it was probably a lot shorter than he was used to seeing me in.

He told me he was going to do some work. He had turned one of the bedrooms into an office. I told him I was going out at 4 and had stuff to do before then. We both went about our business. When he broke for lunch I joined him. Everything was fine and the day passed normally.

At 4 I told him I was heading out. He asked me when I'd be home and reminded me Trisha would be there.

I felt a little tinge when he said that, but just said, "cool."

I told him I'd be home around 10. He told me to be safe and kissed me as I headed out.

When I got back home Trisha's car was in the driveway. When I went in they were sitting on the couch snuggled up watching TV. Dad was wearing a pair of worn cutoff sweat pants and a t shirt. Trisha was in a pair of loose pajama bottoms and a top. The bottoms tied at the waist and she was wearing them super low on her hips. The way she was leaning against dad I could see the crack of her ass. The top was a tight men's wife beater tank, cut off about 2" below her tits. She was showing plenty of cleavage and her nipples were clearly visible through the material.

 

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I had to admit she was gorgeous. I was not sure I was happy she was so gorgeous. I was not happy she was snuggling with my dad. That was my job. We made some small talk. Trisha thanked me for letting her stay over. We chatted a bit more.

I was kind of mad that she was really nice and I was really beginning to like her. I finally said goodnight and headed to my room.

I was lying in bed chatting online when I heard their bedroom door close. I heard their voices. Being an older house I guessed there was little insulation between rooms.

"About time," Trisha said.

"About time what?" said dad.

"About time to get that big thick cock in me and fuck me," she replied. "It's been way too long."

"It's been 4 days," he protested with a laugh.

"4 days too long," she said. Then it got quiet.

I strained to listen.

Then I heard, "God yes, stick that cock in me," Trisha groaned. "God my pussy needs this. Feel how wet you make me."

I heard her moan some more. It was obvious they were fucking. I didn't want to listen but I couldn't help myself.

That's it fuck me," she said. "Harder. Ohhhhh, Oh my god yes."

I could hear her grunt as my dad fucked her. She'd make moaning noises.

Then she said something that shocked the hell out of me.

"If I didn't like that gorgeous daughter of yours so much I'd kill her for keeping this cock from me for 4 days.

Listening to that I felt good. I felt dirty. I felt embarrassed. My fingers slid between my legs.

"That's it, give me that cock." Then in the next breath she said, "I wish I was as pretty as her."

"You're beautiful," he said.

"As pretty as her?" she asked.

"Why are we talking about Rashmika?" he said.

I was a little hurt but realized he was fucking her and probably should be thinking of her.

She laughed, "What, you don't want to talk about your hot daughter while my pussy is wrapped around your cock?

Then she started moaning again.

"That's it fuck my cunt. Fuck it. Harder. Oh god yes, fuck me. I'm cumming," she let out a small breathy screen.

"Mmmmm, I love that you can keep going. That's it give me that cock. I want more."

They fucked for at least 25 minutes more. She must have cum 2-3,more times. I came twice. I fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up. I pulled on one of my dad's t shirts. Then I remembered that Trisha, was there and put on a pair of running shorts before heading to the kitchen. Trisha was in the kitchen cooking.

"Good morning," she said.

"Good morning," I replied. "Where's dad?"

"He had to go out for a few," she said. "Would you like some breakfast?"

"Yes thank you," I replied.

We chatted for a while and again she was sweet as could be. Then she floored me.

"Your dad said you put on quite the show yesterday," she said.

I was shocked, "Oh my god," I stammered. "The towel," I started to say.

She laughed. "Relax," she said. "You and your dad are far more concerned than I am. I thought it was funny. After all, how many men would die to see that gorgeous body of yours and there you were naked, in front of the one man it would make uncomfortable. Come on. It's kind of funny."

She was so disarming I laughed. I did see the humor in it. We joked a bit more about it and chatted nicely. She finally said she had to go to work. I was home alone and pretty much just hung out.

Trisha and dad got home about the same time. I had made dinner and we all sat down to eat. We had a great dinner and as usual I really liked Trisha. Then she kissed him. I felt that jealousy again.

 

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She did bring up the incident at the bathroom. We both blushed.

"Oh, come on," she said to dad. "The girls freaking hot. Are you telling me you didn't notice?"

"Well of course I know she's hot," he said.

I blushed

"Is her body as hot as I think it is?" she asked.

"Come on," I laughed nervously. Let's talk about something else.

Trisha asked dad again. "Is it?"

Dad finally relented, "Yes, she has an amazingly hot body."

"See," she said. "That wasn't so bad," she laughed..

We all laughed, but I felt hot and flushed all over. My dad's voice still stuck in my ears.

"That reminds me," Trisha pulled out a bag. "I bought you something."

She handed me the package. I opened it. Inside were 3 packages.. They looked like sleep wear.

"Thank you," I said.

"Based on this morning, you need some pretty sleepwear. Go try them on."

"Now?" I asked.

"Sure, why not? she said. "You're not going out are you?"

I wasn't, but I was still skeptical. I looked at my dad.

"It's 8:00. Why don't we all get comfortable. I'll light a fire and we can watch a movie," he said.

He hadn't said anything about the sleep sets. Trisha handed me the bag. I took it and looked at dad one more time. He was already up and clearing the table.

I went to my room with the bag and put the packages on the bed. From the pictures on the packages they were all 2 piece sets. A pair of shorts with a tank or cami top. They were all very cute. They were certainly on the sexy side of sleep sets. None were indecent and it seemed they covered more than any bathing suit I owned. I had bikinis, crop tops, cutoff shorts, and running shorts that showed more skin. I wasn't sure why I felt so uncomfortable with these.

On the other hand, I still felt like I was in competition with Trisha for my dad, I saw what she was wearing last night, and she actually bought these for me. So what the hell.

I looked at the 3. I was trying to think of which to try first. They all had different things that were, umm, I don't know, sexy? She wanted to see all 3 on me. So I had to start somewhere.

I opened the first pack. It was a cute set. The shorts were soft stretchy polyester. Pink, with dark pink hearts. The shorts sat very low on my hips. Very low. They tied with pink ribbon. They were tight over my ass. I mean tight. About an inch of my ass cheeks showed.

The top was a spaghetti strap cami of the same material. It was pink with one big dark pink heart. The top of the heart was the neckline with a dip in the middle. It clung to my breasts and then dropped loosely straight down. It ended 2" above my naval.

I checked the mirror. I was covered. I looked sexy sweet. Now the hard part. What would dad and Trisha think. I walked out in the great room. Trisha and Dad were on the couch. A fire in the fireplace. Dad was in his cutoff sweats and T shirt. Trisha was cuddled up next to him. I again felt she was on my territory and immediately felt bad I felt that way. She was in a white cami and tap pants. The tap pants were low on her hips and slit up the sides almost all the way. The cami came down about 2" from her naval. She was showing a lot of skin. She looked like a lingerie model. I was a little annoyed she looked so good.

Trisha saw me first.

"Oh, there you are. Those look really cute on you. Do you like them?"

"Umm, they're comfortable," I said.

"Good," she said. Then she asked my dad what he thought.

Dad was obviously trying to not look and now he was forced to.

"She looks nice," he said.

Trisha laughed. "Nice? Nice? She looks like a dream."

I didn't know what to do or how to react. I was feeling very self conscious. I just stood there.

Trisha went on. "Rashmika, you look adorable. Ignore him."

Then back to my dad, "Why are you being so mean? You know she looks great. Tell her!"

Dad looked at me. He looked at me in a way he never did before. I've been scoped out by guys before. The long look from the bottom up. I never got that from dad. Until now.

He started at my feet and slowly let his eyes travel up my body. He stopped when he reached the top of my legs. My heart was beating like crazy. It was like my skin could feel his gaze. I watched him.

As his eyes moved up I felt my skin flush. I'm sure it took maybe a second, but to me I thought I was standing there for hours. It all moved in slow motion. I could feel my pussy get wet. His eyes moved up over my naked belly to my breasts. My nipples were hard. He lingered there a moment.

I looked at Trisha. She had a weird smile on her face. I looked back at dad. His eyes met mine.

"You're right Trisha. My little girl has grown up into a beautiful woman."

Trisha smiled. "See, was that so hard? Us women want our men to notice when we look good." Then she added, "And we look good tonight. How many men would die to be where you are tonight," she laughed.

My mind was not moving fast. Our men? What did she mean?

Dad laughed, " I guess you're right. I'm a very lucky man. Now I'm going to enjoy the company of 2 gorgeous women and watch our movie."

They were snuggled on the couch. Trisha patted the seat next to her. She'd obviously forgotten the other 2 outfits. I was glad. I felt awkward, and a little too excited to go change.

I sat down, leaned against the arm of the couch, and curled my feet under me. My butt towards Trisha and dad.

Trisha looked at my ass and said, "When I was your age I wished I'd had an ass as cute as yours."

I thought of what she was seeing. I realized that the shorts had bunched up and more than just an inch of my ass cheeks were showing. I kind of stammered out a thank you. I noticed dad check out my ass.

We started watching our movie. Trisha was leaning against dad. After a while I noticed her hand on his thigh. She started moving it up and down. As she did she'd push the leg of his shorts up. His arm was around her. His hand was sitting on her hip in the side slit of her tap pants. He had them pulled aside and most of the side of her ass was showing.

As he caressed her hip and ass I found myself torn again. I wanted to watch. I wanted it to stop. I was happy for him. I wanted it to be me cuddled next to him. I also felt myself getting very wet.

 

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I was having a hard time watching the movie. Trisha's hand was sliding closer and closer to dad's cock. I felt anticipation, wondering if she'd actually touch it in front of me. Every once in Trisha would look at me. I'd turn away hoping she did not catch me looking.

As we watched, her hand got higher and higher. I could see his cock start to get hard. I it was growing longer and thicker down the leg of his shorts. Trisha glanced at me again. Then she rested her hand on his cock. Dad looked at me. Apparently satisfied I wasn't looking, or that Trisha's body was blocking my view, he let her continue.

I tried not to look, but the sensation in my pussy was getting hard to ignore. I grabbed a pillow and put it on my lap. One hand under the pillow. I placed my hand between my legs on top of my shorts. By squeezing my legs together I could feel the pressure against my pussy.

Just then Trisha asked me if I was having fun. I started to stammer. She then said, "I hope you're having a nice break. It's nice to spend time like this with you."

She could have meant watching the movie. Maybe it was my imagination but I thought she meant more.

The movie ended and I excused myself to go to bed. I stood up and realized I had massive camel toe from where I'd been pushing my hand into my pussy. Trisha glanced at my crotch and then stood up to say good night. I wondered if my shorts were wet. I certainly was.

She put her hands on my hips, right at the waistband of my shorts, and kissed my cheek. Her hands felt hot on my skin. It felt like she was applying some downward pressure to my shorts.

"Good night sweetie," she said. "I'll see you in the morning."

Dad stood up behind her. I noticed his cock still pressing against the leg of his shorts. He leaned in to kiss me. "Good night baby," he said.

I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. As I came out I heard. "Let's go to the bedroom. She's going to catch us." It was my dad.

I walked down the hall and peeked around the corner. Trisha was on her knees in front of my dad sucking his cock. She had his shorts pulled down around his ankles and her hand wrapped around his cock. I watched her head move up and down as the shaft and tip disappeared and reappeared between her lips.

I was much closer this time and the lights were on. I could see everything. I noticed her hand just barely fit around his cock and her lips were stretched around it. I am smaller than Trisha I wondered if I could get it in my mouth. I wondered what that would feel like. I knew what a cock felt like, but not one that big, and I'd never given a blow job. I licked my lips. Then I shook my head. That was my dad I was thinking about.

I climbed into bed. I realized how wet my shorts were and took them off. I didn't hesitate. My hand went to my pussy and I started playing with my clit and pussy as hard as I could. I wasn't gentle. I stuck 2 fingers in my pussy and humped myself hard against them. I kept picturing dad's cock slipping out of Trisha's lips, covered in saliva. I pictured what it would feel like, taste like. I came with a crashing orgasm, then fell asleep.

I woke up late the next morning. I figured the house was empty. Both dad and Trisha told me they had to go to work. I took off my top and headed naked to the bathroom. I quickly showered, dried off. and wrapped myself in a towel. Just as I left the bathroom the master bedroom door opened and Trisha stepped into the hall.

"Oh, hi," I said. "You startled me."

"Sorry," she said. "Just heading out to work."

Then she looked at my towel. "Hey," she laughed. "Why don't I get a towel show?"

We both laughed. We chatted a bit. She asked my plans and I told her I was heading out with friends and not to wait up for me.

She told me to have fun. I headed to my room as I reached the door I had a funny thought.

"Hey Trisha," I said.

She turned to look at me.