Papa and Daughter – Husband and Wife

Papa was very young when Mummhy died. He was only 20 when married, and very excited to feel a woman for the first time. Mummy was 19, and her innocent body attracted my father, and when marriage was proposed he agreed right away, and requested his parents to arrange the marriage date fast. Withtin two months they were married. Wedding night was great, he took her red lehnga off fully, though she protested. He made her lie naked so he can see her and she hid her face in shame. But she knew what was to come, her married sisters had told her what to expect. Papa was not experienced at that time and didn’t know how to act, so he squeezed her breasts as he found them so soft and attractive. She seemed to enjoy when he played with her nipples so he did that more. He kissed her hard on the mouth and his cock was hard as a rock. With all the wedding guests he had not been able to masturbate. He could not wait, he opened her legs, and Mummy was scared. Papa didn’t even know how to find the hole, so he poked with his hands until they slipped in somewhere. Mummy got scared because there was pain, so Papa her open my moving his fingers around. Papa’s own pain that night was great since his cock was throbbing. He guided his cock to her hole and pushed. She screamed into his shoulder, but the pleasure was so great he couldn’t hear her. Her cunt was so tight and warm it rubbed his cock in the most pleasure way. He couldn’t imagine anything better in life. Mummy was still in great deal of pain, but Papa was so lost in heaven he couldn’t stop. He shifted so his cock could go even deeper, and banged her hard. He pushed her legs open wider, so as to get more room, and this gave Mummy some relief. It still pained as he was pushing very forcefully and hard, caught up in pleasure, but with time more lubrication built from her pussy and then suddenly Papa let out a loud groan and she felt hot liquid inside of her. Papa collapsed on Mummy’s large chest.

He was glad he had rushed the wedding. This was better than he had ever imagined, and he vowed to do it every day possible. Day after marriage Papa and Mummy left their home village as Papa had his job in Delhi. They had nice flat and Papa did keep his vow and had sex with Mummy daily, he also brought books which taught them new things, to do 69ing, and different sex positions. Papa’s favorite was doggy style, and Mummy’s was still missionary. Mummy began to enjoy sex also and have big orgasms like Papa did. Of course soon Mummy became pregnant with me. They were fucking all the time with no protection. Papa was disappointed as this slowed down their fucking. He still fucked her when he could, but there came a time when doctor told them to stop. For 5 torturous months my father masturbated, or my mother performed oral for him when she felt energy too. But, lucky for Papa, Mummy’s doctor suggested they resume sex as baby was late arriving. He felt no shame in mounting Mummy when she was pregnant, though he struggled to maneuver with her belly. Then one day baby came. Mummy had a difficult delivery. Finally came the sad news. Mummy had not made it through delivery, but I had. My Papa came to see me. I was a beautiful baby girl and reminded him fully of his wife. He named me Naina as I had her exact eyes. Some family came to help him as I grew. Few months at a time my grandparents from both sides would come, then go back to their village. They were getting very old and village life was hard, and before I turned 18, both sides had passed on. By age 16 I had begun to blossom sexually. My breasts had developed and I was wearing a bra which I bought with my friends mom. My body became more curvy. Sometimes I saw Papa watching me as I did some exercises in the home, or walked from

Bathroom to my bedroom in my towel only. By this time I knew of sex, and I knew that parents had sex. One time my friend and I had been in her room when we heard her parents come home. “Badmash,” her mother was saying. We got up to say hello, but before we could leave her room she stopped me. We peeked through the crack of the door and saw her father holding her mother’s tits… Rubbing his crotch against her ass. I giggled and we watched him make her bend over on a table, and pull down her salwar. He unzipped his pants and I saw for first time a hard cock… Though it was at some distance. He was rubbing it on her mother’s pussy. “Baba, not here! What if Hema comes?” They did not know that Hema and I were there and watching. “i’ll be fast. Open up,” he pushed forward and her mother made a noise. He began to move back and forth and she kept making noises, and he did too. After few mins she made loud moans and was shaking a little. “Bas now,” she said, “she will come any moment!” “Let me finish now,” he said, and he moved faster. He was so sweaty, then he pushed into her one more time and stopped. “You’ll make a mess!” her mother said. “Come,” he said, and held her mother by the waist and began to walk to their bedroom.

They were pressed close still, same position, and it was now I realized that he had put his thing inside her body! It was still inside as they walked to the bedroom.”What was that?” I asked Hema, so shocked and surprised.”Sex! Fucking… You know! They do like this all the time… I’m sorry. I should have said something or made some noise so they will know we are here. I’m sorry if you got scared.”I was not scared, just surprised and curious. Hema and I snuck outside and pretended to come home. Her parents were still in the bedroom but said hi to us. Thinking they were not caught.Sometimes when Papa came home late night after drinking with friends he would come to my bedroom. I would sometimes be asleep, but sometimes not. One time I was half in sleep when he came, I slightly remember my bedroom door opening. It was hot night so I hadn’t put any cover on and slept in just my camisole and short pants. I didn’t say anything because I was half sleeping, but then after few moments I felt something pinching between my legs. I was thinking I am dreaming and shifted to my side. The pinching stopped, and I fell deep sleep. Few weeks later similar thing happened, but this time I was more awake. I heard my door open, and even felt the light from outside hall on my eyes. I thought Papa would just check I’m okay then leave, so I didn’t say anything. But instead he sat on my bed. I felt the pinching between my legs again, on the nub part of my private area. It was my Papa. I didn’t move I was too scared. He pinched and pulled at my clit, and he was making heavy breathing sounds. It both felt strange, but also felt a little good… Except I was a little scared what was happening. Finally Papa made a quiet grunt and stopped pulling my clit. He took a deep breath and left my room. Only after a few moments when I was sure he was gone I opened my eyes. My pussy was a little sore from the rough treatment, but it didn’t feel too bad. I turned on the light, and then saw on my bedsheet some white sticky substance. I got a cloth and cleaned it a little. Then I went to sleep again. Next morning both me and Papa acted like nothing happened. The cook came early morning and made breakfast and I went to school and Papa went to work. Few girls in school started talking about sex, that’s when I found out what that substance was. Papa was treating me as girlfriend and boyfriends do. I felt sorry because it was because of me Mummy died and he lost his wife to do these things with.

This touching became a regular routine now. I became less scared and sometimes enjoyed it. He came late at night when he thought I was sleeping and pulled and rubbed my hard nub. I became wet between the legs often and tried to hide it. Every night that white substance was left and I would clean it. One night I woke feeling a little feverish. Papa had not come in that night to touch me, but I woke anyway. I usually did not wake at night, but I was very thirsty. I had to go to the kitchen to get a glass for water. When I opened my door I saw the Tv in Papa’s room was on, but he was snoring. I went to his room quietly.On Tv I saw what I had seen at Hema’s house. A couple was doing sex, making loud noises. I watched for a few minutes, it was amazing. They were doing it in a different position than Hema’s parents, but they were doing it. I looked at my father. In the glow of the Tv I could see his hand on his penis. I quietly went to the kitchen and drank and went back to bed, feeling something funny between my legs. I touched my clit and it felt better and I slept. Papa kept touching me, and sometimes he would also push my nightshirt up to see my breasts. I could sometimes feel him rubbing his penis on my nipples lightly. I pretended to sleep through all of this, and he never turned on the light to see clearly if I was sleeping or not. Then one day he came home and came to my room, and immediately I smelled the whisky. I again pretend to sleep, thinking I can at least offer my father some comfort as I had been the reason for his wife’s death. But this time he surprised me. I heard him undo his belt and his pants fell. I didn’t open my eyes, but the felt him spread my legs, and get on the bed on top of me. I didn’t open my eyes, but I moved my arms to adjust. His breath was on my face and he adjusted my bottom so his hard cock was pressing against my pussy. “Naina,” he said. I was still. He reached up my shirt and squeezed my breast. “You’re such a beautiful girl now Naina,” he said. He rubbed his hard cock against the silky crotch of my night pants. “I am so horny,” he said rubbing harder.

I was scared and felt my area becoming wet again with his stimulation. He rubbed his bare cock against my covered crotch for a while, moving vigerously, squeezing my breasts in his hand and pinching my nipples. I began to feel pleasure too, with the friction on my clit and I had an orgasm… My first. I gasped a breath and shook a little, feeling tingling all over my body. I don’t know if he noticed, but I became very ashamed. Then I felt a hot liquid on my stomach. My father had left his juices on me. He rested a few moments, then got up. He left the room and I didn’t move… I fell asleep soon. The orgasm had made me tired. The next day again he pretended nothing happened, so I did also. We ate breakfast, talking of my schoolwork. The next few days nothing happened. But that weekend everything changed for us. He came home not so drunk this time, but still came into my room. I was unsure what to expect. I heard him take his pants off this time, but also he took the rest of his clothes off. “Naina,” he said, getting into bed and on top of me again. “Naina.”I opened my eyes. He was looking at me. “Listen, Naina, I know I am your father. There are certain things we are not supposed to do. But I am also a man. I lost my wife at early age, and I still feel the urges as strong as that day. Sixteen years later and you look exactly like her… Your same face, same body.” He touched my nipple. “I need to feel it again. She felt good in every way, Naina. I have to feel that feeling.” He reached down and rubbed my clit from the outside of my pants, then for the first time put his hand in my pants. I held my breath. It felt good when he rubbed in there. Then he did something I did not expect. He put his finger inside my hole! I didn’t

Even know where my hole was, and he found it and was putting a finger in. It was hard to go in and I felt uncomfortable. It didn’t feel good. He was getting hard again and he began rubbing it against my leg while putting his finger in and out of my pussy. “Naina, understand, please. I am in pain everyday. I need this so badly. You are just like my wife in every way.” I made a noise as he put another finger in. There was pain as he pushed two fingers in and out. I realized he is streching it open. But it hurt. I hoped he would stop soon. But again I felt guilty. He was in pain, my father. He took my shirt off then. I put my arms over my breasts, but he moved them away. He licked them while still assaulting me from below. The pain stopped a little as my pussy opened up more. “Here,” he said. He put my hand on his cock. It was so hard I couldn’t imagine how he kept it in his pants. He made me stroke it. “I’m going to put this inside,” he said. “It’s okay, Naina, you can do this for your Papa.” He shifted and pulled my pants down. We were both fully naked on the bed. I allowed him because he was my Papa, and I didn’t want him to feel pain or loneliness anymore. Especially at my expense. He rubbed his hard cock against my pussy and I got scared and shivered a little. “It’s okay,” he said, “it will only hurt a little… But Naina, Papa has been in pain for 18 years… Please just a little for me….” He began to push forward, but it would not go in. He held my hip tight so I could not move, then guided his hard cock firmly inside my hole.The pain was so great I cried out. I tried to hold his hips back but he was very strong. I looked at him to tell him no, but his face had so much pleasure on it. He kept pushing in and I thought it would never end. His cock was so big and so hard.

I felt he was ripping me in half… Then as he pulled out the pain went, but with the next thrust it was back. Papa opened my legs wide and rested his body on mine as he fucked me. As this was my first time with such a young pussy, it hurt the entire time. I cried as he made noises of pleasure, “Oh yeah… Oh Naina… Oh yes… God… Ohhhh!” I felt my body move with his. Then, after what felt like forever, he thrust voilently inside, and I felt a flood of hot liquid. It soothed my insides and took the pain. Papa collapsed and rested his whole body on me. He was sweaty and smelled nice. I rubbed his back a little. I felt so close to him actually. He was breathing heavy on my neck and I rubbed his back while he rested. After a while I heard his snoring. He fell asleep. When he woke he was very happy. I slept but woke when he did exactly. His cock was still inside, but when he moved I felt sore. “My Naina,” he said, kissing my forehead. “Papa loves you.” He began to thrust again, and I realized he was hard and starting again. Since we were so wet it hurt less this time, and then stopped hurting at all. He came quickly, and got up from bed. I saw his cock for the first time, and it wasn’t as hard as previous, but still was so large. I was shocked it fit inside me. “Papa,” I said, “I’m sorry you were hurting for so long.” “Naina, you are my every happiness. Thank you for doing this for me. Now… We can’t tell anyone, okay? This is our secret. But you eased all my pains Naina. If you never want to do this again I am fine. But after 16 years, you made me happy again.”I couldn’t say no to the man who had given up happiness for me. That night, when Papa didn’t come to my room, I went to his. He was surprised. But once again we made love… And it didn’t hurt as much at all… In fact, it slowly felt good. Papa taught me a lot more those days, but I will narrate more if you liked it. [email protected].