Dad Got A Gift From Daughter

So I made some plans. On Valentines day flowers started arriving at the house every hour on the hour. I called in to see how Dad was coping and I thought I saw some life in his eyes mixed with confusion as he realised the valentines day ritual was still alive even if she was not. Just like her he said, to organize this before she died. I left him to enjoy the thought that Mum was reaching out from the grave and set about with the rest of my plans. I had left Dad’s tux on the bed hoping he would put it on. Perhaps he thought he would remember her a little better if he did so when the limo and I arrived at 7.00pm he was dressed. I rang the doorbell. He came to the door opening it slowly and what he saw made him cry out and the look on his face was a mixture of anguish and joy as I stood there looking like my mother dressed in her blue halter neck dress. He knew it was me but I sensed he wanted to pretend it was Mum so I said, “Hi Ajit – ready to take your beautiful wife to dinner?”Yes Sudha – oh yes “ he said as he guided me to the rear of the stretch limo and held the door open as I slipped inside. He sat next to me with his arm around me and I felt his body tremble and wondered what emotions he was experiencing. Suddenly he turned to me and held my shoulders and looked me in my eyes. What he said next left me speechless – I guess in the back of my mind I had wondered how far the charade would go but I had no idea Dad would even accept me wearing her dress let alone anything else.

“Sumathi, I love what you are doing and now I need to ask you something – something that will forever change our relationship but something I know I need to have so I can once again experience the love your mother and I had for each other” I said nothing and I felt something deep inside me stir as he went on “ I need for you to be Sudha tonight. I don’t mean just in her dress but in every way. I need to feel your mother again and I need to feel loved. Can you be Sudha for me Sumathi?” He looked at me intensely and I could feel the heat in his hands as he held my shoulders. I tried to speak but could find no voice as all the dreams I had since I was a teenager were finally coming true. My father was the only man I had ever loved, ever wanted. I was still a virgin and I knew I had not let anyone touch me because no-one could measure up to this man. I tried to answer but couldn’t so I leaned forward and took his face in my hands and kissed him on the lips. Within seconds he was responding with such emotion and intensity I became frightened but he must have sensed this and so he slowed down. I managed to stammer out that I had never had sex and Dad was overcome with emotion as he realized he was going to claim my virginity and my heart just as he had my mother’s all those years ago.

The limo was still driving around the block. Dad stopped kissing me and he found the champagne I had organized. He poured us a glass each and we toasted my Mother as we sipped slowly. His eyes never left mine and for the first time since Mum died he smiled. I smiled back and before too long we were laughing. He then put our glasses down and looked at me with a wicked glint in his eye. He put his hand Behind my neck and undid the halter, which fell to my waste leaving my firm young breasts exposed. “I always loved that dress” He said as he took in every detail before he lowered his mouth to my breasts and slowly and expertly sucked each nipple till they were hard and erect. I had never been touched like that before so the orgasm I experienced was a complete shock to me. I was surprised to hear the moans from my mouth and even more shocked by the sudden dampness between my legs. I was embarrassed but Dad seemed to be happy with me and within minutes he had taken the dress off and was slipping his thumbs in the sides of my G string as he slid it down my long legs. I was now naked before my father, except for the black stilettos, and still slightly flushed from my first orgasm. He took a seat opposite and just looked at me. He seemed to be drinking in the sight with his eyes and although I tried to close my legs he shook his head so I left them open giving him a good view of my blonde pussy and the wetness his attention to my breasts had caused.

He seemed content just to look for now and then suddenly he spoke. ”Your mother always liked to arrive at the restaurant with a pussy full of my cum but I don’t want to rush you if you are not ready for that this early in the evening – what do you think?” What did I think? I had never even seen a penis up close before and now my Dad was asking me if he could fill my pussy with his cum BEFORE we had dinner??? My look must have worried him. “I will never hurt you” He said “I love you just as much as I love your mum. I have lusted after you for years now but I had your Mum and besides her you are the only woman I have ever looked at. If we do this Sumathi I will never leave you – I want you to know that” He smiled at me and than he leaned over and once again we were kissing passionately. His tongue was so intense and yet gentle as it explored my mouth. I responded eagerly and welcomed the weight of his body on my naked torso and felt his hardness through his trousers and he gently thrust his pelvis into mine. I wanted him. I wanted to make him happy. I wanted him to enter me and so I started to undo his trousers and then put my hand into his pants allowing it to feel for the first time his pulsating and rock hard 9’ cock. I couldn’t believe it had only been fifteen minutes since I had arrived at the door and now I was going to let my father make love to me.

I let out a gasp and wondered how I would cope with his enormous cock but I needn’t have worried. My Dad was an excellent lover and before I knew it he had his head between my legs and his tongue brought me quickly to my second orgasm in seconds. He continued to lick my virgin cunt, and I thrust my pelvis into his face wanting more of this new feeling but impatient for the cock I had held briefly in my hand. Dad told me later I was just like Mum – didn’t need much foreplay – just wanted to feel a cock in my pussy and I was happy. He had managed to take his clothes off while he was licking me so when he raised his head to smile at me with lips glistening with my juices I saw his nakedness. I knew I was about to be deflowered by the cock that had made me and so forever be bonded with my parents and to fulfill the promise I had made to my mother – to take care of my father. I realized this is what I had wanted to happen and I think my Mother wanted this too. It would have killed her to think of Dad never having sex again and yet she knew he would never be unfaithful to her even in death. I was a creation of their love So I was to fulfill the role my mother could not. I knew now that my father’s cock was the only one I ever Wanted inside me and that loving him and keeping him happy was my destiny.He raised himself up and as if by some instinct his cock found it’s way to my waiting pussy and started to inch it’s way in without any guidance from either of us. He held my face in his gaze as his cock inched it’s way into me – so slowly- I was insane with the anticipation. I thought it would hurt but I suppose when it is so right everything just fits. So while my father was trying to be gentle I found myself yelling in a voice I hardly recognised, “ get that cock into me and fuck me – just fuck me” with that Dad plunged into me and I felt a searing pain as he reached my depths but this was soon replaced by a sudden rush as my third orgasm shuddered through me. My Dad pounded his cock into me and my cunt opened up and pumped his cock like I’d been doing it all my life. I knew Dad wouldn’t last long and I was glad in a way. I didn’t want to be too sore to sit down. Within a few minutes his face clenched as I felt his cock explode inside me for the first time – filling my cunt with cum.

Dad collapsed onto me and when he raised his head we realised we were both crying. I knew Dad was finally crying for Mum but also for the realisation that his relationship with Mum was over and his relationship with me – his beloved daughter- was just beginning. I was crying for my mother and I know it was her that had sanctioned this union. All my life she had told me what a wonderful man my father was and had said, “Don’t loose yourself to just anyone Sumathi – if he is not as good as your Dad – say no – you deserve the best” and now I had it. Dad smiled at me as we got dressed. He would not let me put my G String back on and so when we walked into the restaurant I could feel his cum running down my leg and I smiled as I knew Mum would have done all those times before. I knew I would never leave the house again without a pussy full of my father’s cum and I knew now why my mother was such a happy person.I had wanted Valentines day to be happy for my Dad but never had I dreamed I would become his lover. My Dad was finally smiling again and I knew I had found the man of my dreams. The evening had changed my life forever “ and it’s only 7.30 Sumathi” Dad whispered in my ear as we sat down to dinner. I smiled as I anticipated the pleasures my not so virgin body would experience tonight and everyday and night for the rest of my life as I became Dad’s Valentine now and forever. Happy Valentine’s Day Dad”. If you like to have a companionship with Sumathi, don’t hesidate. Please email to [email protected], without any fear round the clock.