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Shruti

My phone beeped in my purse as I waited on the first floor of the school, wondering what was happening upstairs in my class.

I opened it and smiled at the dirty sight of Anupama's mouth open wide, my nephew's cum swimming in her mouth. The second pic was her mouth open, the cum gone. It was captioned, "Coolest aunt ever. You may ask for anything tonight, slut."

A hot shiver ran through me. He loved my gift. "I'm the coolest aunt ever," I said to a pair of passing students. "Just the coolest."

They gave me weird looks. I did not care.

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Sara

"My cherry?" Anupama asked.

"After school," Cherry said, zipping up, "I'm taking your cherry. I want it."

She took a deep breath, her eyes moving, mind thinking. "It's yours."

I shuddered, my orgasm billowing through me, pussy spasming on my fingers. It peaked and bliss rippled through me. I pulled my fingers from my shaved snatch. With one hand, I pulled up my panties and jeans, wanting to preserve the cream on my digits. It was awkward, and I couldn't button up one-handed.

I walked to them as Anupama rose, trembling. She turned to face me, her head bowed. I smeared my pussy cream on my lips, tasting my sweet musk, and then kissed her hard on the mouth. Cherry groaned as he watched us.

Anupama only hesitated for a moment before she kissed me back. Her lips moved, tongue tasting my cream. I shivered, my pussy clenching. I wanted to keep kissing her, but time was ticking. We had our first class soon.

I broke the kiss. "Mmm, that's what I thought. You want to lick my pussy, too."

She nodded her head.

"You will." I glanced at Cherry, forgetting he was in charge. "Right, Cherry?"

"I guess I can let you have that pleasure," Cherry said. "Or maybe Ananya should get it."

Anupama's eyes widened. "Your little sister?"

"Hot, right?" I arched my eyebrows at Anupama.

She nodded, blushing furiously.

"I think she's perfect, Cherry."

He frowned at me. "For what."

"For your girlfriend. You can't stay single. People already think we spend too much time together. They whisper about us." I nudged Anupama. "Here's your beard, as they say. Your new girlfriend. You did just ask her out on a date."

"To pop her cherry."

"Mmm, what a hot date, right, Anupama?"

She nodded her head.

Cherry looked at Anupama. "You want that? You want to be my girlfriend?"

I saw the interest in his dark eyes as he stared at Anupama. I had seen him looking at Anupama. In fact, there were times I was a little jealous of the attention he gave her, and other times I wanted the three of us to do things. Friday night, when Cherry asked me if I was okay with threesomes, I meant it. I would share him with any girl.

Especially Anupama.

"I would like that, Cherry," Anupama said, hands clasped before her. "Very much so."

Cherry put his arm around her shoulder, pulling her close. Then it slipped down to her lower back and her ass. The jealousy surged through me. Not really at Anupama, but just at the fact Cherry could touch her like that in public and people wouldn't whisper.

She was so lucky to be his in public.

Her arm slipped about his waist as he pulled her close. He leaned down, giving her a kiss on the mouth, making her flutter. I took a deep breath, hating how my guts squirmed. This must be how my mom felt at times being Dad's secret lover, not able to be seen like this with him because her sister was the wife of the man she loved.

What a shame our world was so intolerant.

Cherry broke the kiss. "Just remember, in private, Sara's my first woman. My queen. Ananya's my princess."

"What am I?"

I smiled. "His concubine. You're not a slave like Janhvi and my mom and my aunt."

Her eyes widened. "So many women. Your entire family?"

"Almost," Cherry said, heat in his voice. "But soon, all of them."

"Nidhhi won't hold out for long." I moved in, patting his crotch. "You might need some help keeping up with all of us."

"I can handle it," he boasted. He pulled Anupama close. "Oh, me, Sara, and Janhvi applied for jobs at your mom's drug store. Care to put in a good word for your boyfriend?"

Anupama's smile grew. "I would be honored." She leaned her head on his shoulder. They looked so perfect together.

Cherry glanced at me, frowning. I gave him a big smile back. Anupama was so damned lucky it hurt.

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[Krishan202]

Janhvi

Physical Education was my favorite class. I loved running, getting sweaty, the buzz from endorphins pumping through my veins as my heart raced. It was the best.

And it was about to get better as I strolled into the locker room with the other girls. Ananya shared my class and was the least athletic girl in it. In her gym shorts and tank top, her underdeveloped body was so obvious. She was so petite, so flat chested. Her breasts had hardly budded, her nipples small. Even I had handfuls of tits. I wasn't the flattest in the family.

Nidhhi, Mom, and Aunt Shriya had really lucked out in the tits department. Dad's side of the family must not be that busty.

It was wonderful actually having a Dad. I wish I knew Uncle Chandu was my father while he lived, but it meant I didn't grow up without a father. He was always there, trying to keep me in check. I loved his attention. When I was bad, it always drew his stern gaze.

Guess I was practicing for Cherry.

I opened my locker, grabbed my supplies--can of shaving cream and a fresh razor. I stripped naked while my sorta friend Carmelita arched her eyebrow. She was a freshman, and I was more friends with her to keep from being bullied. Which is why I had been such a cunt to Ananya the last year or so.

"What's that for?" Carmelita asked as I headed naked for the showers, the only girl not wrapping herself up in a towel. Carmelita had, hiding her golden-brown curves.

"Need to shave my pussy," I told her, glancing down at the thick, Black bush adorning my pudenda. "Time to go for the bald look."

"Now?" she blinked. "You feelin' loco or something?"

"Always," I beamed, my pussy growing so juicy.

This was so humiliating. Having to shave myself while all the girls of my PE class watched. But Cherry's orders were adamant. "You have a hairy bush. I want it gone. Shave it off in the locker room then masturbate. Let all your friends know just what a filthy slut you truly are."

I was a filthy slut. A depraved whore. I sat down on the tiles and leaned against the central shower hub. There were no stall dividers but three pillars of stainless steel each with seven nozzles ringing it. The other girls blinked as I leaned back and spread my legs wide, exposing myself. Even with my thick bush, I felt like my cunt was on display.

"Eww, what are you doing, Janhvi?" Ananya asked. "No one wants to see that hairy rug between your thighs."

She held my smart phone, filming what I was doing while the other girls froze, glancing at me, shock painted on their faces.

"It is disgusting," I moaned. "I'm such a filthy, disgusting slut. So it has to go."

The pink shaving cream whooshed into my hand. I rubbed it against my bush. The other girls whispered. Carmelita arched an eyebrow at me, a sneer crossing her lips as she folded her arms, pressing her towel against her tits beneath.

Carmelita shook her head. "The bookworm's right, this is fucked up, Janhvi."

"Uh-huh," I groaned, my pussy tingling. "I have to. My filthy bush has to go."

I shuddered as the razor scraped along my skin. Felt it glide across my pudenda. Heard the hairs cut. Felt bare skin in its the wake. I worked deftly, staring at all the girls almost as much as my pussy. Ananya filmed me, a wicked smile on her lips. Sneers and head shakes rippled through the other girls. They whispered to each other.

And they judged me. Looked down on me.

I was so wet.

My pussy lips were swollen when I reached them. I felt them with my fingers as I shaved around my snatch. I groaned, exposing more and more of my cunt to their sight, to their mocking eyes. Their whispers grew louder and louder, reaching my sensitive ears.

"What a freak. I don't want to see her snatch."

"Who does? She's a flat-chested beanpole."

"Why no guy wants her."

"Does she think shaving her beaver will get her dick?"

"Maybe she wants the vag," another girl laughed.

"You a dirty dyke showing off that snatch to us?" Carmelita laughed. "Huh, want us all to stare at your pussy and think it's top shit."

"No, my cunt is filthy," I moaned, shaving the last hairs. "Just look at it." I spread my pussy lips open, showing pink. My fingers shoved into me. I groaned. I was so wet. "Look at how nasty this cunt is. Look at how deep I can shove my fingers in."

"She's masturbating. Eww, no one wants to see that, slut," Ananya said. "Your cunny is rancid."

"No dick wants rancid pussy," laughed Carmelita. "Fuck, Janhvi, you are one nasty girl."

"So nasty," I moaned, my pussy clenching on my fingers. My legs spread wider, my fingers pumping faster.

Fifteen girls all stared at me. I drank in their disgust. The humiliation fed my lusts. The shame burned through my cheeks. My nipples ached. I pinched them with one hand as I reamed three fingers into my cunt, stretching out my hole while I moaned. My toes curled, my fingers pumping faster and faster.

I was so juicy. I could hear my fingers as they fucked into my nasty cunt. Ananya had a huge grin on her face. She savored it for all the years I bullied her with Carmelita and the other girls in this room. And now they bullied me.

"Skank."

"Slut."

"Whore."

"Bet she sells that pussy on the street corner."

"Just a cheap slut."

"She's a dyke. But we're not. We're not going to touch your cunt. Not even Felicity."

"Nope," the actual lesbian said. "That's so sick, Janhvi. No one wants to see you masturbating."

"Not even Felicity thinks this is hot," Carmelita sneered. "Your pussy doesn't even turn her on. God, why the fuck was I friends with you?"

"Don't know," I moaned, digging my fingers in faster and faster. "Yes, yes, yes, I'm such a nasty slut. Oh, my god!"

"She's cumming," Felicity sneered.

"Gross."

"I'm going to barf."

Their words made the pleasure so intense. So wonderfully depraved. My eyes fluttered. My feet slid across the tiled floor. My moans echoed through the room. My back arched. My tits shook. Cameras flashed. Pics of this would spread across the school faster than Nutella on bread.

Stars burst before my eyes. They would hate me. They would call me derogatory names. Every day they would bully me. I would have to endure it, my pussy growing hotter and hotter, aching as they humiliated me.

Nasty pics of me photoshopped with degrading captions would be all over the internet. Boys would hit on me, thinking I was easy. But I was only one man's slut. And he commanded me to do this. I didn't care what the consequences were.

They would just help me cum harder.

My body thrashed as my voice squeaked out of me. My pussy spasmed on my fingers. I shivered and shuddered. My eyes rolled back into my head. And then I fell still. I shivered, licking my lips. I pulled out my fingers, licking them clean.

"Cuntwaffle loves her pussy cream," sneered Carmelita. "But I bet it taste like rotten fish."

"Mmm, maybe you'll find out one day," I shuddered as I stood up. I turned around and flipped on the shower. They stared at me.

It was so hard not masturbating a second time as I quivered beneath their shameful looks.

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Cherry

"It was so awesome, Cherry," Ananya said, bouncing as she sat across from me at the table in the school's cafeteria, Sara at her side. "Oh, wait until you see the vid. They said such mean things to her, and she just came harder."

"Can't wait," I said then smiled as Anupama sat down beside me.

Like a good girlfriend, she leaned over and kissed me on the lips.

Ananya went still. "Big brother?"

"I'm dating Anupama now," I told her, arm going around Anupama's shoulder. I liked that. I wished I could do it to other girls. "But I still love you, Princess."

"She's his disguise," Sara said. "People are starting to whisper about me and him being so close. But look around. People are learning they're dating. They jogged side-by-side during PE. It was cute."

Ananya nibbled on her roll.

"She understands," I told my little sister. "Right, Anupama?"

"I'm his concubine," Anupama said. "You're his princess, and Sara is the queen." Anupama smiled. "I...I like the idea of sharing him."

"Oh," Ananya said, swallowing.

"Trust me, Princess. You do, right? Good girls trust their big brothers. I don't want another fit from you."

She gave a guilty flush then gave me a smile. "I trust you. Always. And you..." Her eyes brimmed with desperate hope.

"Yes, I love you. Anupama doesn't change that. But you need to be careful. People are around us."

"That's why he has Anupama," Sara said.

I turned to Anupama. My heart raced as I leaned I, kissing her on the lips like I had wanted to with Sara so many times in the lunch room. Someone whooped behind us, and Anupama pulled away, blushing sweetly.

And then I spotted Nidhhi and her friend Nabha walking by.

"Hey, Sis," I grinned. "Why don't you join us?"

Janhvi darted by Nidhhi, sitting down to my right, her food steaming on her tray. "Boy, I'm starved."

I ignored her, staring at Nidhhi, arching an eyebrow. She blinked at Anupama, then she rushed over to us, leaving the Nabha behind. My sister's tits bounced in her tight blouse, and that cameltoe was so delicious. "So you are dating Anupama. What about...?"

"Me?" Sara asked. "It's fine. I don't mind sharing Cherry. And it's not like we can date openly."

Nidhhi looked around the table, Janhvi digging into her food, Ananya nibbling on her roll. She shook her head. "What is going on with this family?"

"Cherry," Janhvi said between bites, her words slurred. "He's the man of the house now."

The color faded from Nidhhi's cheeks. Her eyes flicked from me to Ananya then to Janhvi before returning back to me.

I nodded. "Plenty of room at the table for my sexy, older sister."

Her nipples were two hard points thrusting at the front of her blouse.

She fled.

"She's getting closer," Ananya smiled. "Then I'll have two big sisters to love."

Sara giggled, "Anupama, you can stop staring at Nidhhi's ass with your mouth open."

Beside me, Anupama started, closing her mouth and blushing. "Those jeans... I could see her..." She lowered her voice. "Pussy."

"Nidhhi always has a cameltoe," I groaned. "She's a tease that way. Good thing I have a sexy virgin's cherry to pop after school."

"Wonderful," Janhvi groaned, her hair still damp from PE. My last class before lunch was World History, and I had such a hard time focusing on Aunt Shruti's lecture while thinking about her daughter obeying my commands at the same moment in PE. "You'll love it, Anupama. Guess you're part of the family."

"I guess so." Anupama shifted. "Oh, I spoke to my mom. She is excited to meet you. She says she can interview the three of you for the jobs after school tomorrow."

"It'll be fun meeting your mom after I've popped your cherry," I grinned.

Anupama blushed again, smiling, nodding.

The rest of the day sucked. My dick was so hard, eager to break in my girlfriend's pussy. I liked that. I had my queen, my princess, my concubine, my mommy slut, my aunt slut, and my sister slut. What would Nidhhi be? My sister lover? My mistress.

I smiled. My sister mistress.

After lunch I suffered through Engineering, Math, and Computer Science. I shared that last class with Nidhhi. She sat at the far end of the room from me. Every time I felt eyes, I would glance over just in time to see her look away.

I had her. She wanted to be my slut so badly. Now she just had to stop being stubborn and surrender. Fucking her would be glorious.

The moment class ended, she bolted from the room before I could say anything. I let her flee. She couldn't run from her desires forever. I packed up my books and headed out of the classroom. Anupama and Sara waited out front. Anupama came to me, giving me a rather chaste kiss.

So I put my hands on her ass and kissed her hard. I wanted everyone to see me kiss her. The one woman of mine I could love in public. My heart raced faster and faster. I did have a crush on her. Sara had won my affection, but Anupama...

Maybe I could love three women?

"Dude, did you see it? She masturbated in fucking gym class," a guy walking by said to his friend, holding up his phone.. "Fucking freshmen. I have got to nail her. Look at those tits, man. If a girl is that slutty, you know she'll put out."

Janhvi appeared on his heels, a huge grin on her face. "I am so popular. You should see the things being said about me on Facebook. I have to masturbate so badly, Master. Their words are so terrible. So insulting. I'm such a freak, Sir."

"Later," I told her. "Anupama needs her cherry popped and Sara her pussy licked."

"What about me, big brother?" Ananya skipped up, backpack's straps bouncing on her shoulders.

"I think Janhvi can take care of you. Let's get home."

Anupama, it turned out, had a car. We piled into it, Anupama handing over the keys to me. She sat in the back between Ananya and Janhvi while Sara rode shotgun. She was my queen. I had to resist the urge to speed home. But even doing the speed limit--okay, I sped a bit--we were there in minutes and pulling into the driveway. I wasn't shocked to see Nidhhi's car absent. I bet she was at Nabha's.

Another girl that I would love to fuck.

Sara squeezed my cock through my jeans. "Damn, Cherry is like iron. Let's go."

"Yes," Ananya moaned.

The two giggling girls raced ahead, Janhvi practically battering down the front door to get in. I slid out and held out my arms to my two women. Anupama on my left, Sara on my right. They took them, and we strolled into the house, Janhvi's squeals echoing as footsteps pounded up the stairs.

I took my two women to the master bedroom. There, the three of us kissed. I had them both pressed against me, our lips meeting, tongues swapping. I groaned, my hands stroking down to grip both their asses as we moved to the bed. We fell on it, both girls squirming. Anupama was shy but excited as she kissed me, Sara hauling off her tights.

Then Anupama was pulling down Sara's jeans and panties in one go. The girl kissed Sara's blonde landing strip, working lower and lower until she nuzzled at my half-sister's pussy, her tongue licking through folds.

"Damn," I groaned, hauling off Anupama's panties, leaving on her skirt. Her bush was thick and wiry, hiding her pussy. I leaned in, nuzzling at her tart pussy.

"Oh, yes, eat my pussy," moaned Sara. "Oh, Cherry, she's licking her first pussy."

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"It's a good one to start with," I groaned. "My first."

Anupama shivered and moaned as I licked her tart folds, her pubic hair caressing my cheeks. I probed my tongue through her pussy, nuzzling, touching, brushing her hymen. My dick throbbed. I had taken Sara's, Ananya's, and Janhvi's cherries.

I was eager for number four.

Sara's moans rose while Anupama's hips wiggled. My tongue slid through her folds. My dick ached in my boxers and jeans, but I didn't care. I wanted Anupama to cum hard, to be ready for my cock, dripping wet for me.

And I loved eating pussy. It was delicious.

My tongue licked from her clit to her maidenhead, caressing her over and over while my fingers stroked her thighs. She wiggled her hips back into me, moaning as she devoured Sara's pussy. My half-sister groaned, the bed creaking as she humped Anupama's face.

"That's it, just like that," moaned Sara. "That's how you eat pussy. Mmm, you are a natural, Anupama. Just a natural. Damn, I'm glad you're our girlfriend."

"Our?" I asked.

"I think that would be hot, huh? Sometimes she's on my arm, sometimes yours. I don't care if people think I'm a lesbian or Anupama's bi. If I can't be on your arm, Cherry, than I need someone. And I can't be a guy."

"Damn," I groaned and licked again.

"Everyone knows I'm a tomboy anyways."

"I would love to be your girlfriend, too. Your concubine." Anupama shivered as I licked through her pussy, her next words so throaty. "This is what I fantasized about."

"Damn," I groaned, licking harder, my dick aching so hard.

I concentrated on her clit, assaulting it with my tongue. I wanted her to explode. I wanted her to gasp and moan and shudder on the bed, to scream out her pleasure. I sucked on it. Nipped it. She moaned, wiggling her hips.

Her tart juices flowed. I breathed in her musk. Her soft hairs caressed my lips and chin as I devoured her. I had made Janhvi shave her twat bald--everyone in school talked about her performance--but I wanted Anupama natural. This was so sexy. Asian girls should have hairy twats.

"Cherry," Anupama moaned. She shivered, shuddering, her hips wiggling against me. "Oh, yes, Cherry."

I sucked hard on her clit. I nipped it. She squeaked and gasped. Her ass clenched beneath my squeezing hands. And then I heard her moans. That orgasmic passion rippling out of her mouth, throaty with the pleasure I gave her.

"Cherry, Cherry, yes!"

"That's it," moaned Sara. "Cum on his mouth. Oh, yes you are such a naughty slut. Mmm, time to get your cherry popped and get you bred."

"Bred?" Anupama gasped.

"On your back," I groaned, rising, unbuckling my pants and pulling my cock out of my boxers.

As Anupama rolled over, I ripped off my shirt. Sara pulled off Anupama's blouse then unhooked her bra. Round breasts topped with small dark nipples appeared. I groaned, squeezing them while Sara stripped the rest of the way off and straddled Anupama's face.

Sara ground her pussy on our girlfriend's face. Anupama moaned, licking her tongue through Sara's folds. My cock throbbed. I rubbed it on Anupama's virgin pussy, savoring how hot and silky she felt. I pressed forward, her hymen stretching.

"Pop her cherry and breed her, Cherry," moaned Sara.

"Beg, Anupama," I groaned. "Beg for my cock to make you a woman. Beg for my seed to flood your cunt."

Sara lifted her pussy, Anupama's lips glistening. Her slanted eyes flicked down, finding mine. "Pop my cherry and breed me! You made me cum so hard! Please, please!"

How could I deny her what she wanted?

My hips thrust. My cock pressed on her maidenhead. Her cherry popped.

"Fuck," I grunted as my cock slid into virgin depths.

It was a special, once-in-a-lifetime experience. Never again would Anupama's cunt be virgin. Never again would my dick get the delight of breaking in her sheath, to feel her flesh stretching about its first dick, the hot friction, the wet silk embracing my dick. I groaned, shuddering, staring into Sara's hazel eyes.

"Yes," she smiled. "Yes, enjoy her cunt, Cherry. Enjoy her."

Anupama only groaned, voice muffled by Sara's pussy grinding on her lips.

I drew back, Anupama's hot flesh clinging to my dick. The friction was incredible. I shuddered. Pleasure shot through me. My hands gripped her hips as I drove back into her once-pure depths, making her gasp and moan. Sara leaned forward, hands grasping my shoulders as I fucked our girlfriend.

My sister kissed me hard on the mouth. I groaned, fucking Anupama harder, driving my cock deeper and faster into her snatch. Our tongues dueled. I moaned into her kiss. We shared this sexy Asian delight. And she shared us.

Anupama moaned between licks, her pussy clenching about my cock and her hips moving, bucking into my strokes. Her depths were so hot and wet. It was heaven. I kissed Sara harder, one hand grabbing her round breast, the other's Anupama.

They both were firm, Sara's a little larger. My palm rubbed on their nipples, both girls moaning, shuddering. Anupama licked and devoured Sara. I could hear the juicy fervor of her tongue pleasuring my queen.

I broke the kiss while Ananya, in the bathroom, screamed out with orgasmic delight.

"Love that sound," moaned Sara. "And I love your tongue, Anupama. Oh, yes, fuck it into my pussy. Just like Cherry's fucking that huge cock into your cunt."

"So huge," Anupama groaned. "I can't believe I took it all. I was so scared until he ate my pussy."

I squeezed Anupama's tit. "You're so tight. You tasted so good. I'm going to dump so much cum into your pussy. I'm going to breed you. You and Sara will be pregnant together."

Anupama's pussy clenched hard on my dick. She moaned loudly.

The friction only made me thrust harder and harder. My balls thwacked into her flesh. I kissed Sara again, pinching her nipple. She moaned and gasped so loudly on Anupama's face. She trembled, groaning, grinding across our mallu concubine's face.

I thrust my tongue so hard into Sara's mouth, pounding Anupama's pussy. The bed rocked and creaked. Her thighs clenched around my waist as hard as her pussy clenched around my cock. The friction was intense, burning through me.

Sara broke the kiss, her blonde braid dancing as she screamed out, "Anupama, you pussy-licking slut! Yes!"

My sister came.

Her moans were beautiful, echoing through the room. Her fingers clenched into my shoulders. Anupama shivered, her pussy spasming about my cock. She moaned into my sister's snatch. I made my concubine cum. My dick made her pussy explode.

"Shit," I grunted. "Take it, Anupama! Take it all!"

"Breed her," moaned Sara, her back arching.

"Yes!" Anupama moaned, voice muffled and throaty.

I drove my dick into her spasming pussy. I savored the embrace of her cunt. And I exploded into her depths. Blast after blast of my cum spurted into her pussy. I shuddered with each one, savoring her milking flesh. I squeezed both girl's tits, my hands savoring their flesh. My balls emptied.

I gasped for breath, buzzing with bliss. "Anupama, you're mine. I'm not letting you go."

"Good," she moaned.

"You're ours," Sara smiled, hips undulating. "Mmm, I bet you can lick me to another orgasm."

I grinned. "I bet you can lick her to one, too."

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Nidhhi

I trembled as I sat in my car, my hands working over and over on the steering wheel. For almost an hour, I sat parked at the end of the street staring at the large chestnut tree growing in my front yard. I saw Cherry arrive with Anupama, Ananya, and our cousins. They all went inside.

Was it an orgy in there? Was Cherry really fucking them all. A part of me was desperate to go in there and find out, to see if Cherry really was the man of the house.

The other part twisted with guilt. He wasn't Dad, but... But I wanted him to be. Nabha was right.

Shivering, not sure what I would do, I turned the key in the ignition and put my car into drive. I pulled forward. Should I go home or flee to Nabha's?

To be continued...

 

[Krishan202]

#Beauty and the Beast @ Deepika Padukone

Introduction...

Deepika Padukone used her right hand to move a rogue tress of her own long hair that hindered her view of a herd of zebras. It was proving to be a troublesome job to keep all her long luscious hair under control while riding a safari jeep in the African savannah. She turned her head left to see her husband David also looking at her with a happy smile and she replied him with a wide smile and grabbed on to his hands before turning back to enjoy the natural majesty of ever stretching landscape of wild Africa.

Deepika and David were a couple that could be said as fated or meant to be together the rest of their lifetime. They were a matching 'beautiful wife and handsome husband' couple. David had a body that turned many of the women's heads and Deepika had a top model body that had the ability to make every guy sport a tent in their pants. Deepika and David decided to visit Africa for a much needed break from their hectic and routine city life.

Deepika and David were having the time of their life during the vacation when an old white man spotted the lovely couple sitting in a safari bar. They both looked good, but it was the beauty of Deepika that grabbed the old man's attention. He politely introduced himself to the couple as a safari trip manager and got into a pleasant conversation with them to build up a warm friendship. When he felt that they were warming up to him and started to trust him, he proposed that he could arrange them a safari to see rare mountain gorillas for a huge discount, just because he liked them.

Two days later, the happy couple was picked up from the hotel by a safari jeep and they were heading into the deep jungle through rugged and rarely used routes. Soon the roads themselves disappeared into the thick jungle and they were driving through the deep jungle. The driver seemed to know where he was going even through the unmarked jungle, and skillfully maneuvered the vehicle through the ever thickening vegetation.

Dave and Deepika were excited about the opportunity to see a rare wild gorilla and were thinking that this was the best part of their whole vacation. When the vehicle stopped after about two hours of driving through the deep jungle, the old man announced that they have reached the location, and they have to get out of the vehicle and track on foot through the jungle to avoid disturbing or spooking the primates. Dave, Deepika, the old man and the African guide were walking in line through a narrow path when suddenly armed men appeared from the jungle and tackled startled Dave and shouted `` Deepika to the ground. Even the strongly built David didn't have a chance with two men jumping on him and when they noticed the guns that were pointed to their heads, both of them stopped the struggle.

Deepika felt the sharp pain of a needle piercing into her arm and lifted her head up from the dirt to see what it was. It was then that she saw the old man and the guide standing in front of her with wide grins, and she realized the fact that they were tricked from the beginning and the danger they were in. within seconds, her eyelids feel heavy with drowsiness and she managed to utter one word before falling asleep.

"Why?"

Deepika woke up to find herself on a bed in a barely illuminated room. She got up in a hurry and started to call for David while observing the small room. It was the size of a small bedroom and was furnished with a metal bed, a small table with a chair, a treadmill, a body length mirror and a small attached bathroom with a sink, shower and a commode. There were three doors on each remaining wall that the bathroom wasn't attached to. Interestingly, half of one of the entire small walls was made of very thick plastic like glass and the other half contained a metal door with a big red button. It was too dark on the other side for her to see anything through the glass and opposite of that wall, on the other small wall, contained another metal door with a big TV screen built in to the wall. The other long wall didn't have anything on it except for another metal door built on the edge that touched the wall with the TV screen. All the doors were locked even though it was strange to have three doors for such a small room.

Deepika suddenly heard a very faint sound of David calling her name. The sound was coming from the other side of the long wall that contained only a door. David was held on the other side of that wall. While Deepika busied her thought for a way to get to David, the TV screen on the wall came to life and it was showing the room where David was being held. The room he was in looked exactly like her except for the missing treadmill, and everything was on the opposite side like it was a mirror image of her room. She realized that they were being held in attached rooms and only the long wall was separating them. He seemed to be fine and he was looking at the direction of the camera. It was then she noticed the small camera hole that was located above the TV screen and she concluded that he must be seeing the image feed of his room or her room. She was relieved to see that David was unharmed and tried to make sense of the situation.

The TV screen flickered a few times and an image of the old man that deceived them into this predicament appeared and Deepika heard the faint sound of David shouting profanities in his room.

"Now, now David. Let's calm down. You are my prisoners and if you don't follow the rules, you both will experience rather uncomfortable punishments," the old man in the TV said with a stern look.

From that, Deepika understood that their captor could hear them and can respond through the TV in real time. Even if he spoke in a calm manner, his threats were real and his eyes showed that he was serious. David must have understood the same thing and Deepika heard his voice fade off from the other side.

"Pardon me for my choice of harsh words. So, first of all, I would like to welcome you both to my humble lab. You lovely couple is here for a great cause and you can be proud that you will be a part of the beginning of world unification and humanity's salvation," The old man said with a smile.

"Let me elaborate on the past proceedings that led to this situation. I am the foremost bioengineering scientist in soviet Russia. Or I could say 'I was', since I'm now working independently," he laughed aloud while Deepika and David failed to find any humor in what he said.

After the round of laughing, he straightened up with a serious look and resumed his lecture.

"After the victory of world war two, mother Russia and the United states entered the cold war era. Both sides were interested in upgrading their infantry; while the USA focused on mechanizing their infantry, we focused on bio-upgrading ours. To put in simple words, to breed super soldiers; soldiers who are much stronger and obedient than average soldiers. One concept that really captured the higher-ups attention was to create humans with strong animal genes in them. Mother Nature had made interbreeding between different species impossible; but we scientists were born to make impossible things possible," old man said with a gleam of light in his eyes.

"Soon, my proposal got the government approval and a team of scientists led by myself went to Africa and established our secret research center. The reason we had to come to Africa was because it was easy to keep things in secrecy here and easy availability of test subjects since our objective was to create a hybrid of humans and gorillas."

"We brought few volunteer Russian women with us to provide the eggs because for the cross breed to be intelligent, the eggs had to come from a human mother. So we were genetically modifying the test gorillas little by little to improve their genetic compatibility to humans. Even after years of hard work, we failed to artificially fertilize a human egg with gorilla sperm.

As rays of hope started to fade with time failures, a miracle occurred in those desperate times. One of the women developed a very close bond with one of the test gorillas and crossed the rules of nature to intimately unite with her lover in secrecy. The product of that forbidden union was the salvation of myself and humanity. The woman gave birth to the test number one and it brought back hope for everyone in the project. Even if it lacked the desired intelligence, its sperm had the ability to fertilize unmodified human eggs. Soon, ten mix-bred of the second generation were born. They were more intelligent than the test number one, but still wasn't up to the standard we were looking for.

It was only a matter of time before we reached the sixth generation to achieve the desired intelligence; but when just as the first one from the third generation was born, the Soviet Union collapsed. The government shut-downed our project and killed the test subjects to eliminate all the evidence. I managed to escape with the only third generation mix-bred since it was a crime against humanity to discard everything after we achieved the impossible for the sake of the world.

After staying hidden for years and finding few wealthy and powerful sponsors, I re-launched the super soldier project with our last hope; the only third generation mix-bred, Boris," the old man said the name like he was announcing the name of an actor for Oscar and flipped on a switch.

Light flooded into Deepika's room through the glass wall and she turned around to find a large round room on the other side of the glass wall. She approached the glass wall slowly to inspect the new scenery that was available through the glass. The first thing she noticed was the huge round bed with a dirty brown cover that seemed to have originally been white. What laid on it facing its back to her was a dark figure of a large very hairy man. Its whole back was ripped with muscles and sported abnormally wide shoulders. Then what she noticed was the layout of the big round room. Around the room, she saw four more pairs of glass walls apart from each other, and a metal door that led somewhere straight from the round room. A girl appeared from the glass wall that was facing Deepika's and she noticed that she was a very pretty girl that seemed to be in her early twenties. Inciting her curiosity, the girl was wearing a babydoll that must have come straight from a Victoria's Secrets catalogue. The girl had long wavy blonde hair that flowed down from her shoulders and a petite slender body with reasonably big boobs for the small body. The risqué sleepwear only added more oil to the girl's burning sexiness.

The voice of the old man came back alive, grabbing Deepika's attention back to the screen.

"I did promise you to show gorillas, didn't I? Well, you can see one in the big room if you want to. At least 24% of one," the old man was laughing again after saying that.

"That's Boris. 76% human and 24% gorilla mix-bred; the crown jewel of my research. Doesn't he look exquisite?" the old man paused a bit as if he was waiting for an answer. Seeing the dumbfound looks of both Deepika and David, he continued.

"You must have noticed the other four pairs of rooms around the main room. There are three more couples other than you right now as test subjects in this facility and all of them are part of the new batch that came here within the last week. With you two moving into one of the last two vacated room pairs, we have four couples. Hurray!" The old man was back to his questionable behavior again.

"Why are you keeping us here? Please let us go. We can give you money," Deepika pleaded, trying to open a path out of their dire situation.

"I have more than enough money right now. You are more valuable than money. As for why you are here, I'll have to start explaining from Boris. Being the third generation, Boris possesses superior intelligence and better compatibility with human genes compared to his predecessors. Better compatibility means a better chance for his sperm to fertilize human female eggs. But, due to having to run away with him around the world, I didn't get to follow the proper training procedures when he was growing up. As a result, he lacks some obedience. So extracting sperm for artificial inseminations has become an experience I rather prefer to avoid. Luckily, when he was reaching maturity, he accidently found few adult magazines that were laying around in the house and started to develop an intense sexual interest in human females. So I figured that if it's hard to proceed with artificial insemination, with his interest in human females, I could proceed with natural insemination," The old man said as if he was proud of his smart idea.

Hi All.

any one want to continue the above story or Replace Deepika with other one ?

#Beauty and the Beast Part - 1 & #Beauty and the Beast Part - 2

 

[curiousexplorer32]

Hi All.

any one want to continue the above story or Replace Deepika with other one ?

#Beauty and the Beast Part - 1 & #Beauty and the Beast Part - 2

Shraddha Kapoor plz.. if u can

 

[Ku821]

Replace with Jacqueline Fernandez or Kareena Kapoor

 

[Shelby_007]

@Krishan202 ,Can you put up a index of all stories in the 1st page?it would be really helpful since all is kinda mixed up and difficult to find!

 

[Rajaryanea]

Hi All.

any one want to continue the above story or Replace Deepika with other one ?

#Beauty and the Beast Part - 1 & #Beauty and the Beast Part - 2

Yes please continue . I just love that story. Read it multiple times.. I would read it again even if you change actress ..

 

[Rajaryanea]

Write on chandini Chowdary

 

[ABHILASH M]

@Krishan202 please put up a index i want to read all but it's mixed up

 

[VRTHELEGEND]

Bro I think u have re uploaded the same one u have lastly uploaded bro give new updates pls.

 

[Handpump88]

Hi All.

any one want to continue the above story or Replace Deepika with other one ?

#Beauty and the Beast Part - 1 & #Beauty and the Beast Part - 2

Yes ,shradha Kapoor or Kiara advani

 

[dragonking92007]

Hi All.

any one want to continue the above story or Replace Deepika with other one ?

#Beauty and the Beast Part - 1 & #Beauty and the Beast Part - 2

Yes continue Bro...

 

[Hun20er333]

Bro this is just a copy paste of a previous update you gave, and also that update is longer than this ?

 

[Krishan202]

#Avika

Avika was a beautiful girl with voluptuous features who also remained a virgin until she was 19. She saw her female friends losing virginity to men they weren’t married to and saw them having fun too. She had been asked out multiple times and she rejected those proposals each and every time. She didn’t wanna end up like her friends.
There was not a single human life on earth that could convince her to divert from the conservative life she was maintaining.

Around this time, she was 19 years old. She was attending college from a boarding school and on some days, she had to stay overtime before leaving for her boarding room and she had to walk past a gravesite to get to her boarding.

It was another such day when she had to walk back to her hostel, alone, past the cemetery.

“At least the dead won’t try to molest or rape me,” she thought as she had her backpack cuddled to her breast with her both hands and as she quickly walked on the street that ran by the cemetery.

She was wearing a short sleeved t-shirt that fit to her upper body and a tight denim, with slippers. Sure, it wasn’t easy to walk fast, dressed up like that, let alone running.

As she kept walking on that lonely, dark road, she started getting scared and so she tried to call one of her boarding mates.

The call didn’t connect.

“Please…not now…not now…! Shit…fuck!” Avika swore angrily as she pressed her phone hard again and again, trying to get the call, but to no avail.

“Ugh, what a day,” she said, putting her phone back inside her backpack and starting to walk.

The farther she walked on the road, the colder it got. And it felt like she had to walk even farther. This was impossible. She should be at the end of the street by now, but she wasn’t!

Then she saw something horrifying!!

There was a figure, dressed in rags and with a huge beard, behind her and walking at her pace. His hair was also long and his eyes were reddish. He seemed altogether dirty and scary. He seemed old.

“Wha-what the fuck!” she said as she started to run.

No matter how fast she ran, the man was faster. Then she felt the man holding her left shoulder.

If anyone was watching, he would have seen a girl starting to run on the road for no reason and falling down all of a sudden!

But, that’s not all that Avika felt. She saw her physical body fall, as she was transferred into a parallel realm with an airy, ghostly body, just like that of her physical body.

“Oh no, wh-what happened to me?” she thought, looking at her naked, new body.

Then she saw her physical body, having fallen on the road, unconscious.

“Oh no! I am dead…I am dead!” she screamed as she broke into tears, sitting on the ground.

It was then she saw the old man she saw before, standing by her. He also had a ghostly body like hers now, but the features were the same. He bent down towards her.

“Ih, ih…Why?” she asked him among her cries.

“Why did you kill me? What do you want-?”

“Shhh…” he interrupted her. “You’re not dead. You’re just outta your body”.

“Gimme what I want from you…more like from your body,” he said with a perverted smile, “and I’ll let you get back to your physical body and arrive at the hostel safely.”

“What do you want with my body?” she asked, still in tears.

Her entire life of modesty was about to wash apart in front of her eyes.

“You know…let’s have some fun.”

“But…I am a virgin!”

“Meh…your physical hymen will keep intact. I promise you,” he said, placing his right hand on her left shoulder. He then stood up.

“Come with me,” he said, holding his right hand out for her. It didn’t seem like she had much of a choice.

She stood up and took his hand. Then, she saw a bright light all around her..

…As the bright light disappeared, she was in a room with white walls, a bed with a white mattress and no windows or a door. Basically, there was no way in or out of the room.

She looked at the “man” holding her right hand. She couldn’t believe her eyes. That wasn’t the elderly man from before. Sure, this one also had a big beard, but he was a handsome, younger, naked fellow. He was somewhat muscular, and had a cock, larger.

He was clean and smelled good.


Avika looked at him, surprised but happy.

“I look better like this, don’t I?” he said, placing his right palm on her left cheek. The virgin Avika held his left hand with her right.

“I promise not to hurt you. Now, let’s get to it,” he said decisively and she was no longer reluctant or scared.

The ghost placed his right hand on her waist and pulled her into a kiss. As he did so, his right arm went around her waist and his left hand went to the back of her head.
Avika started kissing him back, as her arms went around his body, right below his shoulders. As her arms went around his head, his arms went around her waist and they both got themselves pressed into each other.

 

[Krishan202]

“Mmh…mmh,” they were moaning. They kept kissing for a few minutes.

“Mmh…uh!” Avika broke the kiss and looked into the ghost’s eyes, smiling. He smiled back.

“Want me to keep going?” he asked, to which she just nodded a yes.

The ghost pulled the virgin girl into himself again and started eating the left side of her neck, running his hands all over her back, and squeezing her ass cheeks occasionally. Her hands were also running behind his back as she turned her face upwards and started moaning.

“Ahh…” Avika moaned, feeling his lips, tongue and teeth on her neck.

Later, he went back to eating her mouth as he started squeezing her tits.

Now, his hands were on her tits and her hands were on his hands and they were eating each other’s mouths. Then the ghost started playing with Avika’s tits and nipples, like they were some soft toys.
Avika liked the feeling of his thumb fingertips around her areola. Her hands were against his shoulders and around his head.

He broke the kiss again. “Wanna feel something new?” the ghost asked, putting both index fingers in his mouth. She just nodded yes.

He put his wet index fingers on her nipples and started nibbling them and drawing patterns on her areola.

“Haah…aah,” she moaned, squirming, holding his wrists.

He later left her tits and held her by her arms, tight.

“You can’t stand straight anymore. Time to get to the bed,” he said, pushing Avika to the bed.

“Aah,” she moaned, smiling, as she fell on her back in the bed.

As the spirit slowly got on top of her, Avika felt her nipples fully erect and her pussy wet. She thought it was time and closed her eyes.

“I have more stuff to do with you,” the ghost said, placing his elbows against the bed on both sides of her right outside her arms and taking her both tits in his hands.

She opened her eyes again and smiled at him, as he played with her tits for another while.

“Mh…you like my tits a lot, don’t you?” she said, rubbing the right side of his head with her left palm.

“Oh I love your entire body, baby…but most of all, these,” he said as he laid his mouth on her right nipple and started eating it.

The feeling of his teeth, lips and tongue on her boob, areola and nipple, pushed her off her limits in no time.

“Come on, get inside of me now,” the virgin later said, impatiently.
“Not so fast now, girl,” the ghost said as he licked a line on her down to her belly button. He ate her belly button for a while before going for her clitoris.

“Wait,” said Avika, bending forward. He looked at her.

“Are you sure you wanna do that too?”

“I told you, baby, I’m not gonna hurt you,” he said, laying his tongue and his right thumb on her clitoris at the same time.

He worked his finger and his tongue on her clitoris. She was squirming, bending back.
“Aaah…Oh my god…oh shit,” she moaned, closing her eyes tight and raising her belly up with her head on the mattress.

She kept moaning and squirming, with her right hand fingers running through his hair but he wasn’t gonna stop.
“Please…get inside of me now…I can’t hold it anymore,” she finally said.

The ghost pulled himself up and positioned himself above her, with both palms on the bed by the outer sides of her arms, so that his cock was above her pussy. His gland was positioned right around her clitoris now. He looked at her eyes.

“Pull your legs up…hold them by the backs of the knees…That’s it. Now push them apart,” the spirit commanded her, one after the other and she did everything he said.

Her pussy was now open for the ghost. He held his cock with his right hand while using his left hand to keep himself positioned over her, and slowly entered her.

Once his gland was inside of her pussy lips, he put his right hand back on the bed as before and slowly started to enter her.

“Aah…ss,” she slightly moaned, biting her teeth. He waited for her to look at him, again.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked her. She smiled as she palmed the left side of his face with her right hand.

“Mh…No. One day I’ll have sex in real life and this will hurt me anyway. I wanna know what it feels like now. So, do it,” she said with a smile.

The ghost didn’t enter her at once though. He pulled in and out and he repeated again and again until he was fully inside of her.

Avika eventually felt some pain but it didn’t take long to be replaced by pleasure.

“Aah,” she moaned as he was finally fully inside of her.

“How does it feel, baby?”

“Like a million bucks, really,” she said, happily with a smile.

“Really? Then, here we go!” the ghost said as he started pounding her.

 

[Krishan202]

“Ah, ah, ah,” Avika moaned each time the ghost penetrated her. This went on for a minute or so.

“Can you go faster?” she asked, to which he responded by increasing his speed.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah…sh…shit! Come on, fuck me faster…aaah!” Avika moaned, hugging him tightly. He responded by hugging her tightly back and increasing his speed. Now his face was pressed against the left side of her neck, her arms were around his head and she had her eyes closed and mouth open.

“Aaah…yeah baby, fuck me as fast as you can!” she screamed in pleasure, and now he was fucking her so fast she was like a lightening. She didn’t even see him clearly anymore.

Of course, he could do that. He was a ghost, after all.
She had never felt a feeling like this before. She wondered, “Is this what I was rejecting all these years?”

After fucking her for sometime in that position, the ghost slowed down and stopped. They were drenched in sweat by then.

“Are you done already?” she asked in a disappointed tone. He smiled.

“Far from that,” he said as he snapped his fingers…

…Avika looked around. She was bound by four ropes to the upside of the room.

She had her arms and her legs pointed towards the upside of the room, with her body almost perpendicular to the floor and her pussy wide open.

When she looked upwards, she saw that the chains were attached to places in an area covered by mist or something so she couldn’t see the other ends of the chains.

She looked back and there was the ghost.

“Hey, what is this?” she asked in a scared tone. He came towards her and smiled.

“This,” he said as he tightly took hold of her tits, “is called bondage.”

He again started fucking her like before in his full speed. This time, with each thrust, she felt like her tits were getting pulled out hard.

But she couldn’t ask him to slow down. All she could do was to wait and scream in pleasure because of his speed.
“Aaah…Aaah!,” she kept screaming with each breath, with her eyes shut tight and her mouth wide open.
She finally came all over his crotch and that was when the ghost removed himself, and snapped again.

Avika opened her eyes to find herself back in bed, covered in a sheet and the ghost lying by her. She felt tired and almost lifeless.

That was when she remembered that she had to go back. What could be happening with her human body back near the graveyard?

“I should go back now,” she said, getting out of bed and standing up. “Can you please send me back?”

“Sure,” he said, and snapped.

She woke back up in her body, but she still felt…different.

She felt her almost naked upper back on top of the stage like a grave structure, her feet on earth, and she felt something sliding in and outta her pussy, and two heavy hands on her both tits, squeezing them hard.

“What? No!” she screamed, realizing the actual horror.
There was a man fucking her, in real life!

THE-END

 

[Panniruvelkhai]

Man of the House Chapter 11: Virgin Gift


Nidhhi

My girlfriend, Nabha, held me from behind, her round breasts pressed into my back as I shuddered. The words choked out of my mouth, admitting that I had masturbated this morning to my little brother. The Squirt. I couldn't be attracted to him. I was Lesbian.

Right?

I mean, yes, I once wanted to sJanhvip with my dad, but what girl didn't have a crush on the strong, hunky man who raised her? At eighteen, I had tried to seduce him, and it had backfired. He rejected me, gently, and I fled to my best friend Nabha to cry.

And she showed me who I truly was. She seduced me, made love to me, took my cherry with her fingers. We made such sweet passion. For two years, we had been lovers. Everyone thought we were just close friends. So I couldn't like Cherry. He was just my little brother. That annoying boy who swaggered around thinking he was a man. Just because our cousin, Sara, had no taste in men and let Cherry stick his small dick in her didn't mean I should.

"You masturbated to Cherry?" Nabha said, and I could hear the amusement in her voice. "And that has you freaked out?"

"Yes, Dandi," I said, shivering. Dandi was my private nickname for her. Since kids, we had called each other Dandi and Yunie. "He's my little brother. How can I find Squirt attractive? He's so annoying."

"He's cute," Nabha giggled. "Growing strong. Looks a lot like your dad."

"Dandi," I groaned. "You can't think he's cute."

"Sure I can." Her hand stroked up and cupped my breast. She nuzzled into my neck. "He's always looking at you. Mmm, the way you dress to tease him."

"I don't dress to tease him," I protested. "I just like tight clothing."

"With that sexy cameltoe. Yum. He wants you so bad." She squeezed my tit. They were almost as big as Mom's. Maybe even the same size. "He wants to cup these tits and lick that delicious cameltoe."

I squirmed. "What are you saying?"

"That you dress like you're still trying to get your dad to seduce you. You never gave up on it."

"I did. I'm a lesbian now." I rolled over, my tits pressing into hers, her nipples rings nudging my hard nubs. I stared into her eyes. "I dress this way for you."

Nabha giggled. "Oh, Nidhhi, you first dressed like this for your dad. And you still do it. It's been six months since he passed. I think you dress this way for Cherry."

"The Squirt?"

"Yeah." She rolled her eyes. "You're not Lesbian, Nidhhi. You're bi. Like me. Why do you think we work at a strip club?"

"For the money," I blinked. "Because dumb men are stupid enough to shower us with money just hoping we might break the rules and fuck them."

"Because we like their attention. Oh, Yunie, don't you see that? We're exhibitionist. We get off on shaking our tight asses and tits for them. Yeah, we don't want to fuck those men, but we like them staring at us, lusting at us. You are so hot afterward. How late did you keep me up last night? The back seat of your car is cramped."

I blushed. "But... I love you."

"And I love my sweet unicorn." Her nose nuzzled mine then her lips kissed me, a quick peck. "But doesn't mean I don't think about boys. That I wouldn't love to finally fuck one. The right one."

"And who would that be?" My stomach squirmed. I didn't like this conversation at all. "Because I don't want to fuck any boy. Just you."

"And Cherry." She arched an eyebrow. "Mmm, he is cute. He's not your dad, but he's getting their. Give him a few more years and, damn, what a man he will make. I bet he would take me so hard. Oh, I am getting so wet just thinking about it."

"You're crazy," I gasped, rolling away from her. "He's Squirt. He's a boy. He's not my dad!"

I froze, shaking, my stomach twisting. He wasn't Dad. He thought he was, but he wasn't. Not even close. No matter what Mom or Nabha or Sara thought. It was just a fluke masturbating to him. I was all confused. I wanted Dad so badly. Tears blinked in my eyes. I shivered.

And then Nabha was hugging me, holding me. I clung to her, crying. Dad was dead. He wasn't coming back. And Cherry couldn't replace him. He just couldn't. He was just a boy.

A boy that made Sara scream her head off when she came. A boy that ate her pussy to orgasm and fucked her hard. A boy that had Janhvi cleaning, behaving. That had Mom singing his praises, saying he was the man of the house. Strong.

He was strong. Handsome, growing into a man. Maybe...

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No! He was not Dad. He never would be Dad.

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What happened tothis.. Any update... Seems update the old part again..