Shilpa & Her father

Shilpa awoke in the middle of the night. She couldn’t get back to sleep no matter how hard she tried. It was a week since her mother had left her and her father, and she knew deep down inside that she wasn’t returning. She stifled a sob and tried to fall back asleep to no avail. Maybe some warm milk would help. She padded softly downstairs and prepared her milk in the kitchen. Unbeknownst to her, her father also had insomnia and he was sitting in the darkened living room watching his 18-year-old daughter.

Dheeraj watched the lovely young girl standing over the stove stirring the milk. “Damn, she looks just like her mother,” he thought to himself, missing his beautiful wife more than he thought possible. They had been having more problems than you could shake a stick at, but the sex was still as hot and passionate as when they had first met several years ago – until she had announced she was leaving him a month ago. Then, the sex dropped off totally. He knew that she probably wouldn’t be returning and his mind wandered. What would he do? He would have to take care of Shilpa. He would have to deal with all the things alone that he and his wife dealt with together. Then his mind wandered to the sex. He hadn’t made love in a month and his cock stirred at the thought of being engulfed in a warm, wet pussy.

Shilpa gasped as she walked into the living room with her mug of milk and saw her father sitting in the dark on the couch. “Dad, what are you doing up?” she whispered sitting down, facing him.

“Couldn’t sleep either,” he said trying to smile through his pain. “Want some warm milk?” Shilpa asked passing him the cup. He sipped gratefully and focused his eyes on Shilpa’s legs. The little nightshirt that she wore to bed had ridden up her thighs exposing her panties. “Such sexy panties for a young girl,” Dheeraj thought to himself. Her breasts strained against the taut material of her nightshirt and Dheeraj’s cock stirred once again, this time making its way out of the right leg of his shorts. He shifted so Shilpa wouldn’t see and whispered, “Honey, it’s all going to be okay. You’ll see. Things will get better. It doesn’t feel like it now, but I promise they will.”

“Oh, Papa,” she sobbed placing the empty mug on the side table. She moved closer to him, and he wrapped his arms around her pulling her to his chest. She nestled her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes. He felt her warm sweet breath and his cockhead began to pulse as he realized that her breasts were pressing into him and that he could feel her erect nipples. “Papa, I love you,” Shilpa sighed.

Dheeraj sat still for what felt like an hour. He listened to Shilpa’s regular breathing and realized she had fallen sound asleep in his arms. He kept one arm around her shoulders and let the other drop to his cock, running a fingertip over the wet head. His thigh was covered in precum and he squeezed his swollen cockhead and stroked the sensitive underside. He had to masturbate to orgasm or his balls would burst so he decided to carry sleeping Shilpa to her room before taking matters into his own hands. As he walked upstairs carrying the young girl, his cock bounced achingly, trying to break out of the confines of his shorts. Once he set her down on her bed, she opened her eyes sleepily and whispered, “Papa, don’t leave me. Please let me sleep with you.”

“Sweetheart. You need to sleep in your own bed,” Dheeraj said, his mind reeling with possibilities. “Please, Papa? Just this once? I don’t want to be alone,” Shilpa whimpered.

Dheeraj carried Shilpa into his bedroom and laid her down before climbing in himself. He waited until he heard her breathing become regular and slipped his hand inside his shorts. His cock pulsed as he wrapped his fist around it and looked over at his sleeping daughter. Her back was to him and her t-shirt was up around her slim waist. Her blue satin panties were tight and had ridden up over her ass cheeks, exposing smooth, tanned skin. He moved closer to get a better look, his eyes straining over the firm soft mounds.

Shilpa stirred in her sleep as she felt the mattress shift, and without warning, she turned over and nestled in close so that she was up against Dheeraj. She draped one leg over him and was startled awake as she felt his hard cock against the inside of her thigh. “Oops, sorry,” she said embarrassed. Then she shyly whispered, “Papa, you must miss mom a lot. I mean, I know men have needs. I’m sorry she left you.” Dheeraj could not believe how sensitive hisyoung daughter was to his ‘needs’ and felt a surge of love for her. “You don’t worry about my needs, sweetheart,” he whispered back, his erection deflating just a bit.

“But Papa, I love you, and I want to make you happy,” Shilpa said sweetly. Her leg shifted and it seemed that she was purposefully rubbing it against his cock. “Plus, you are my Dad, you know. There really wouldn’t be anything wrong with me helping you,” she added kissing his neck. He jumped a little and his cock resumed its lengthening once again.

“Baby, you shouldn’t concern yourself with a man’s needs. You’re young,” Dheeraj groaned uncomfortably. “Dad, I’m 18. I think I know a little about what guys need and like,” Shilpa said waking even further. “Honey, you need to be careful,” Dheeraj said confused by his arousal and sense of parental responsibility.

“Oh, don’t worry. I haven’t gone far,” Shilpa added kissing his cheek. “Just how far are we talking, sweetheart,” Dheeraj whispered finding himself aroused beyond his comprehension. “Oh, you know. Just touching and kissing,” Shilpa said snuggling closer to him. Dheeraj’s hand dropped down unconsciously and rested on her lower back. “Have you touched a boy’s penis yet?” Dheeraj asked feeling her warm skin on the palm of his hand.

“Yes,” Shilpa whispered shyly. “That’s it?” Dheeraj said kissing her forehead. “Well, I did something else, too,” she said slowly. “And what was that, my sweet?”

“Well, I kind of put it in my mouth,” she said embarrassed. “But that’s it?” Dheeraj asked thinking about how it would feel to have his rigid cock deep in his daughter’s warm wet mouth. “Papa, I am still a virgin,” Shilpa said raising her voice in impatience.

“That’s my girl,” Dheeraj said kissing her forehead again. “Has a boy touched you yet?” Dheeraj said bravely taking this bold step. “Y-yes,” Shilpa stuttered feeling her stepfather’s cock pulse against the warm smooth skin of her inner thigh. “Your breasts? Your pussy?” Dheeraj said dropping his hand down further. His fingertips grazed the waistband of her panties and Shilpa moved closer so that her body was completely pressed up against him.

“Both,” she said shyly hiding her face in Dheeraj’s shoulder. “And did you like it?” he asked daringly. “I think so, but I was kind of worried I wasn’t touching him right,” Shilpa whispered. Then, she added, “Papa, please show me how to touch a boy.” Dheeraj gasped in disbelief.

“Shilpa, Shilpa, Shilpa,” he sighed finally letting his hand touch her smooth ass cheeks. “Baby, tell me this. Did your little pussy get wet when your boyfriend touched you?” Dheeraj said stroking her almost bare botDheeraj. “Oh yes, Papa. It felt so good. I had to keep squeezing my legs together,” Shilpa said placing her hand on his sDheerajach.

“And did your nipples get hard?” Dheeraj said feeling his cock leak several drops of precum onto his already slick thigh. “Yes, Papa. They got really hard.”

“Did your boyfriend touch you with his tongue?” Dheeraj asked touching his leaking cockhead with his fingers. “No. They do that?” Shilpa asked seeming genuinely surprised. “Sure, sweetheart. If you can lick and suck a boy’s penis, he should be doing the same to your breasts and your pussy. Don’t you think? Fair is fair!” Dheeraj said smiling at her. “Papa, will you show me how a boy licks girls?” Shilpa asked softly. “Baby, I’m gonna show you everything,” Dheeraj said turning to her. “Whatever you want,” he added.

“Show me how to touch you,” Shilpa said sitting up and looking at his cock against his thigh. “It’s so big,” she gasped as her father continued rubbing her back. “Baby, first I’m going to show you how good a man can make a girl feel, and then I’ll show you how to touch me.”

“Why not now?” Shilpa asked, wanting to touch the massive cock that lay before her, glistening in the moonlight. “Well, once a man has an orgasm, he gets really tired,” Dheeraj whispered looking into her blue eyes. “You mean once all that white stuff comes out?” she said looking back at him so innocently. “Yes,” Dheeraj said pushing her back gently.

Dheeraj leaned over his daughter and kissed her lovingly on the lips. She responded by slipping her tongue into his mouth and he was pleased with her kissing skills. “Put your arms around my neck, baby,” he mumbled running a hand down to her large breasts. He squeezed them through the nightshirt and ran his fingertips over the erect nipples. Then, he slipped his hand under the shirt and thrilled at the touch of her soft teenaged skin. He tweaked the nipples and kissed Shilpa deeply as she moaned softly. His hand pulled her shirt up and he gazed at the firm breasts capped with dark pink nipples. “Oh,” he moaned.

“What’s wrong, Papa?” Shilpa asked worried. “Nothing, Honey. Nothing at all. You made my penis stiffen more just now when I saw your beautiful breasts for the first time,” hewhispered. His mouth closed around one nipple and his lips pulled and sucked at the hard bud. Shilpa put her hands on the back of his head and rocked her hips. “Oh Papa, I love you,” Shilpa whispered.

“I love you too, baby,” Dheeraj said stroking down to her sDheerajach. His hand grazed her pussy mound before moving on between her thighs and spreading her legs wide. Shilpa moaned in pleasure and opened her legs even more. “That’s it, my pet,” Dheeraj said kissing down her taut tummy to her satin covered pussy lips. He kissed the wet material lovingly and inhaled her sweet essence. “Shilpa, you’re soaked,” Dheeraj said smiling. “Is that good, Papa?”

“Oh yes, baby. It means you like what I’m doing to you. Just like my penis is really stiff. It likes what I’m doing to you. It likes being close to such a pretty young girl.” Dheeraj peeled her panties to the side and exposed her swollen slick pussy lips. They were lightly covered with blond hair and Dheeraj gripped the base of his cock once he had planted a wet kiss right on her mound. He was afraid he would blow his load right there. He touched his tongue to her warm folds and licked upwards to her swollen clit.

“Oh, Papa. What is that? What did you do to me?” Shilpa whimpered bucking her hips into his face. Dheeraj reached around and grabbed her ass with one hand. With the other, he gently stroked a finger around her pussy hole. “I just tongued your clit. That’s your hot spot. Just like the head of a man’s penis likes being licked. Your little clit likes it, too. When you’re not turned on, it hides, but when you get hot, like now, it comes out from under its little hood and swells up and gets all sensitive. It’s what makes you cum.”

“I don’t think I have ever cum. Will you make me cum?” Shilpa said shyly. “Yes, honey. You just concentrate on these nice feelings in your pussy.”

“How will I know if I cum?” she asked innocently. “Oh, you’ll know. You’ll get really tense and you’ll feel something incredible happening to your pussy. You’ll get even wetter than you are now. You’ll feel your pussy start contracting on my tongue and your legs will go all stiff. You’ll know.” He wrapped his lips around Shilpa’s swollen clit and commenced sucking it softly then harder with more pressure. “Oh,” Shilpa whimpered moving her hips.

“That’s it, push those sweet hips up into Papa’s face. Relax and feel all those wonderful feelings running through this delicious pussy,” Dheeraj said sucking harder. “Oh, Papa. Oh!” Shilpa exclaimed thrusting her hips harder. “Yeah baby, keep rocking your sweet pussy. That’s it, doll. Come on Papa’s face. Let that little pussy cum. C’mon, honey.” Shilpa’s legs went around his neck and she let out a scream. Her body tensed and her pussy contracted around Dheeraj’s tongue. As she relaxed and stopped panting, Dheeraj whispered that she had just had her first orgasm.

His finger slid into her dripping pussy slowly. She winced as the tip entered her. “You tell Papa if this hurts you, baby. Okay?” Dheeraj said taking a long slow lick from her asshole to her clit. “It feels funny,” Shilpa said shifting around. Dheeraj knew that she probably hadn’t ever had anything up her pussy, not even a tampon as he always saw pads in the wastebasket in her bathroom. He gently pushed upward as Shilpa whimpered again.

“Baby. You probably still have your hymen since you haven’t had anything in your little pussy,” Dheeraj said soothingly. “I know. I think I do,” Shilpa said gasping at the new sensation. “Do you want me to stop?” Dheeraj asked looking up at her. “Will it hurt?” she asked nervously.

“Yes, it may hurt since I will break through it, and it is skin. It has some nerve endings in it, and you may feel a little pain, sweetheart.”

“Will it hurt bad?” she asked, her voice choking. “I don’t know sweetie, but I will try my hardest to spare you any pain. I love you.”

“Okay, Papa. I trust you. I want this. Please don’t stop.” Dheeraj’s finger slid in more and he wrapped his lips around Shilpa’s clit, hoping the pleasure from his sucking would take away some of the pain. His finger went in deeper and he felt her hymen against his fingertip. “Yep, you still have your cherry, honey,” he said licking her clit and looking up at her. She had her nipples between her thumbs and index fingers and she was squeezing them rhythmically with her eyes closed. Her mouth was set into a grimace as she expected the worst. “Papa, it feels so weird. It hurts a little,” she whimpered. “I know, baby. You just keep touching your titties and your Papa will be as gentle as he can.”

“Papa?” “What, sweetie?”

“Can your penis break my hymen?” Shilpa asked opening her eyes and looking down at him. “Yes, baby, but that would take your virginity away.”

“I want that,” Shilpa whispered stroking his hair with her small hands. Dheeraj kissed her inner thighs and moved up to his stepdaughter’s face. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, please,” Shilpa said pulling him to her and kissing him. “You like your taste?” Dheeraj said smiling down at her. “That’s me?” she asked surprised. “Sure is, babe. I had my tongue deep in your sweet pussy and all your pussy juice poured onto it as I sucked your clit.”

“I like the way I taste,” Shilpa whispered kissing him once again. “You should. You have a very sweet tasting pussy, my pet.”

‘”I want to taste your penis,” Shilpa said looking into Dheeraj’s eyes. “Well, we could do that before I make love to you,” he said moving up further. Dheeraj propped some pillows up and leaned against the headboard, pulling Shilpa into his lap. His hard cock stuck straight up against his sDheerajach and he proceeded to give Shilpa a lesson in anaDheerajy. She watched and listened intently as he spoke. He stroked the back of her head with one hand and held his cock with the other, gripping its rigid shaft tightly. “First, my penis is up against my sDheerajach because I have such a pretty little girl with me,” he began. “If you weren’t here, it might be all soft, unless I was thinking about you,” he added. Shilpa smiled and moved closer examining the veins. “Can I touch?” she asked shyly.

“Sure,” he said taking her hand in his and placing it around the thick shaft. “It’s so hard!” Shilpa exclaimed, smiling. He moved her hand away and continued the lesson. “Right here is where a man is most sensitive,” Dheeraj said running a fingertip around the part where his cockhead met the shaft. “Men love having this licked and nibbled. And they love having the head sucked.” He pulled Shilpa’s hand and took her index finger, running it around the sensitive area. “It’s all wet. Like me!” she said surprised.

“Yes. Men make something called precum when their penis is hard. It’s like your pussy juice.” He moved her finger over his cockhead and moaned in pleasure as her fingertips touched the engorged head. “This is my helmet and it gets all purple and swells up when its excited,” he continued. “It also likes the tip teased. See the little hole? I piss out of this, but when I’m hard, and I have an orgasm, my cum shoots out of here instead of piss.”

“Oh. Neat!” Shilpa said, wide-eyed. He brought her hand down to his large balls. “And these big things are my testicles or balls. When I’m turned on, they start making lots of cum, and when I’m ready to have an orgasm, the cum runs up through them to my penis shaft and then out the head.” All of this talk was making Dheeraj ache for release and he wanted Shilpa’s young mouth on him immediately. “Now, Shilpa. I want you to kiss the head and then take it in your mouth for Papa. Can you do that?”

“Oh yes, Papa. I want to do that. I want to see your penis spray like you made my pussy do!” Shilpa said bending down to kiss his cockhead. Dheeraj held his daughter’s head, letting his fingers tangle through her soft hair.

“Grab onto the shaft and move your hand up and down as you suck the head,” he instructed, leaning back and moaning huskily. He already felt the cum boiling in his balls as her tongue washed over the swollen head. Her little hands stroked up and down, moving the tight skin of his shaft. “Honey. I’m gonna have an orgasm now. If you want to see Papa’s cum, you have to take your mouth off of the head but you have to keep stroking,” he moaned unable to stop the rush of semen. Shilpa took her wet mouth off of his cockhead and continued moving her hands up and down. She leaned in close and watched. Dheeraj looked at his lovely daughter’s face and watched as spurts and gobs of thick warm semen sprayed onto her lips, cheeks and nose. “Oh, Shilpa. Here it is. Milk Papa’s cock. That’s it, baby. Oh yeah!” Shilpa was fascinated with the amount of white sticky goo that now covered her flushed face. She licked around her lips and exclaimed, “You are delicious, Papa!” Dheeraj hugged her to him and they basked in the warm afterglow of his release.

They both fell asleep soon after and Dheeraj awoke in the early morning hours. He looked at his young daughter and couldn’t believe what had taken place earlier. He felt a surge of renewed lust as he gazed at her cum-covered face. Bending to kiss her, his hand touched her pussy, and his fingers parted the soft lips covered with downy hair. Shilpa moaned in her sleep and she spread her thighs for her father.

“Honey. Papa wants to put his penis in your pussy now. Would you like that?” Dheeraj said gripping his morning erection and stroking upwards. “Mmmm. Y-yes Papa. I think so. Please don’t hurt me, though. Please,” she whimpered opening her big blue eyes.

“Papa would never hurt his little girl on purpose, but just remember what we talked about before. Your cherry has nerve endings, and when it pops, it will hurt a little. There may even be a little blood.”

“Oh,” Shilpa said frightfully at this new thought. “It isn’t bad, though, baby. It means you aren’t a virgin anymore. Just like when you started your periods. That made you a woman. That was a good thing, right?”

“Yes, Papa. Yes,” Shilpa sighed wrapping her arms around Dheeraj’s neck. “When was your last period,” he asked, concerned about possibly making her pregnant.

“I just got over it yesterday,” she said softly. Dheeraj sighed in relief. The last thing he wanted was a piece of rubber between his hard cock and his stepdaughter’s warm wet pussy. “Okay, honey. Papa’s gonna go real slow. You tell me if you want me to stop.”

“Okay, Papa.”

“Wrap your legs around my back, Honey.” Shilpa did as he told her and kept her arms tightly around his neck. “I’m going to slide the head of my penis into your pussy. Just like I had my fingertip in you. Okay?”

“Yes, Papa.” Dheeraj kissed her forehead and pushed the swollen, leaking head of his cock into her tightness. “Oh,” he moaned, rising up.

“Is that good, Papa? Am I doing okay?” Shilpa asked concerned. “Oh yes baby. You just made your Papa’s penis feel so good.” Shilpa smiled and kissed Dheeraj on the lips. “I’m gonna push in a little more, now. You might feel my penis head on your cherry. You might feel a little discomfort.”

“Okay, Papa. I’ll be brave”

“That’s good girl.” Dheeraj pushed in further and felt his cockhead hit the thin membrane. He pulled out and went back in. “Hold on, honey. Papa’s gonna move in and out a little slowly. Then faster. Once I move faster, I’m gonna give one good thrust and break your cherry. It may hurt a little, baby.”

“Papa, I’m scared,” Shilpa whimpered. “Just kiss me when it hurts. It will feel nice after the hurt goes away.” Shilpa kissed her father as his thrusts quickened and they both felt his cockhead bouncing off of her hymen. Soon, the inevitable happened and he broke through as Shilpa cried out in pain. “Oh, Papa. Papa. Papa. Papa,” Shilpa moaned. Dheeraj kissed her deeply and continued thrusting. “Little girl, remember when my penis shot all that white goo into your face? Well it’s gonna happen again only all that goo is gonna go right into your pussy. Do you want Papa’s cum in your pussy?”

“Oh yes, Papa. Please shoot your cum in my pussy. I want your cum in my pussy, Papa, please!” With that, Dheeraj blew his load right into Shilpa’s tight 18-year-old pussy. It was the most satisfying sexual experience he had ever had and he and his daughter continued enjoying their new found pleasure for many years.