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"Come here, Girl," he growled, his empty hand filling itself with her loosened ponytail and turning her face toward him as he guided himself to her lips.

"Mmm," she moaned as her lips slid over the head. Her hand came up to the rigid manhood and her fingers wrapped themselves around its shaft.

"Hell yea," Jai groaned, his emptied hand returning it to her breast to take one nipple between thumb and forefinger . . . twirling it . . . tweaking it.

"Mmm!" Gouri whimpered, her lips sliding back and forth on his cock.

Jai's hand covered her breast, flattening her swollen nipple under the palm, and his fingers squeezed the mound.

"Mmm. Mmm," she mewed, her lips eagerly sliding along the cock, her head dropping back . . . sliding forward . . . dropping back.

"That's it, Girl, suck my cock," Jai growled, his hand molesting her tit. "Show us what a lil' tramp you are."

"Show Daddy what a slut you are," Bunny groaned, his hips rocking back and forth . . . faster . . . harder, making the wet, fucking sounds grow louder.

"Mmm," she mewed. As her hand slid off Jai's cock and up to his abs, her lips slid further onto his shaft . . . down to its base . . . engulfing the entire length.

"Oh, fuck yea," Jai moaned.

Pulling back, bringing her lips to under his cockhead, she paused for a moment. Then she took him into her throat again. She pulled back again . . . paused . . . slid onto him, taking him completely again. Then she pulled back again. After deep-throating him once more her fingers returned to the cock's base and she started pumping her lips back and forth along his shaft, fucking him with her mouth.

"Oh yea. Suck my cock, Slut," Jai growled, his hand pulling away from her breast and joining the other at her head to hold her still as his hips urgently rocked back and forth . . . fucking her mouth.

"So good. So hot," Bunny groaned, his own rhythmic pace increasing.

Whimpering and mewing, Gouri lay there being fucked by the two men. Her ponytail was now nearly destroyed, her hair in Jai's grip, her neck twisted as he pumped himself in and out of her mouth. Her ass hovered above the pillow, her body twitching and rocking as Bunny drove himself into her again and again, making her breasts roll upon her chest.

Watching and listening to all this; his daughter being used . . . her body writhing in pleasure . . . her whimpers of desire, made Ramdas's lust boil within him . . . made his balls tighten. And as he pressed his cock into the mattress he started to imagine that it was him between Gouri's legs . . . that it was her under him, not the bed . . . that instead of his shorts rubbing against his pole, it was her silky folds.

"Fuckin' slut," Jai growled, his hips humping, his body tensing.

"So damn good," Bunny groaned, his cock pounding into her.

"Mmm! Mmm!" She moaned.

She's gonna cum! Ramdas's mind screamed, hearing the impassioned tone and seeing the way her muscles were starting to clench . . . the fingers of her one hand clawing at the bedspread . . . the thin sheen of sweat that suddenly coated her quivering flesh. The idea that his daughter was on the verge of climaxing while being fucked by two cocks astounded him, forced him to realize just how sexual his little girl had become. And it brought his own climax roaring ahead. Staring over at her, mesmerizing by her beauty, he crammed himself into the mattress. Within his shorts his cock jerked, unleashing his load.

"Oh fuck, swallow it, Slut," Jai growled as his hips jerked awkwardly at her mouth for a moment before freezing, jutted forward. "Swallow my cum."

"Mmm! Mmm!" Gouri whimpered, her body suddenly going as still as it could under Bunny's continued thrusting.

Ramdas couldn't see everything, but he could tell she was having a harder time swallowing Jai's seed than she had with Frank. Yet, she never pulled her mouth from his cock. Not until he sighed and his body relaxed, finished. Then she dropped back while keeping her hand on his member. Stroking it, she urged the last drops of his seed from him and licked them away.

Panting, her head dropped back onto the pillow. As she lay there, the motion of her tits rising and falling with her labored breaths was enhanced by the way her body was being rocked under Bunny's primal thrusts.

"Tell your daddy what you did," Jai smiled, releasing her hair. "Tell him what you did for a second time tonight, you naughty girl."

Her hand fell away from his cock to land on her tummy as she turned to gaze over with heavy, unfocused eyes. Radiating sexual beauty, she caught her trembling lip with her teeth while loose hairs stuck to her cheeks and forehead.

Even though he had just cum, Ramdas found the sight of her renewing his desire.

"Go on, tell him," Jai pressed, giving one of her breasts a hungry squeeze.

"Ooh Daddy," she mewed, her body shuddering. "I... I sucked another man's..."

"Fuck, yer pussy's good," Bunny groaned, his cock pumping in and out of her.

"Ooh-mmm," she moaned. Having to concentrate on Jai's erupting cock had hampered her orgasm, but now her muscles were starting to clench again, her fingers clawing at the bedspread urgently.

Grinning, Jai climbed off the bed and took a seat in the empty chair.

"Do ya like my cock?" Bunny growled, his hips pistoning. "Ya like bein' fucked?"

"Ooh yes," she whimpered, turning to look up at him. "I like bein'... bein'..."

"Yea, ya do," Bunny crowed, his thrust growing more hurried . . . more forceful.

"Yes. Ooh God, yes," she moaned, her body being rocked more, her breasts swaying heavier.

"Oh, fuck. Fuck yea," Bunny growled, his rhythm stuttering.

"Ooh Daddy, he's... he's..." Gouri's body began to arch, her neck bending, her head rolling back upon it.

"That's it, Girl, tell Daddy," Bunny groaned, his rhythm deteriorating more. "Tell Daddy how good it feels bein' fucked."

"Ooh God yes, Daddy! Daddy!" She cried. Her body jerking into a high arch, jutting her tits skyward. Her muscles spasmed. Her hands jerked at the bedspread. Her head rolled further back . . . snapped side-to-side, her eyes closed. Her ass spastically twitched and jerked, her pussy ratcheting upon Bunny's cock. "Ooh God I'm cummin' Daddy! I'm cummin' on his...!"

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!" Bunny growled, his hips driving him into her a few more times, then freezing, his crotch mashed against hers.

"Ooh! He's... He's cummin' in me Daddy!" Gouri cried, her body arching higher . . . her muscles spasming harder. "He's cummin' in my...!"

The sight of this . . . the sounds of her . . . the things she was and wasn't saying . . . fueled the arousal coursing through Ramdas. This was far better than any porn he'd ever watched. Somehow the innocence of her avoiding the more specific, dirtier words made it even more erotic. Never before had he been so captivated. . . so enthralled . . . so mesmerized . . . as he was in that moment, listening to and watching his daughter.

As the orgasm continued crashing through her, Bunny held himself buried deep inside her sex, his hands gripping her.

Eventually the orgasm faded and she gradually settled back onto the bed, her muscles relaxing. Her hands released the bedspread to lay limp at her sides and her head lolled to face Ramdas, her eyes barely open, her breath panting past her open lips.

"Fuck, that was good," Bunny groaned, climbing off the bed.

"It looked it," Frank said.

Ramdas had been so mesmerized by the things happening in the other bed that he hadn't noticed Frank leave the chair and stroll over to the foot of the bed, his rejuvenated cock in hand. But now that he saw him, his mind screamed with the realization that these men were not done with his little girl and his eyes shot over to Jai who was preparing for another turn as well.

 

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How many times are they goin' to...? How much can she take? He asked himself. He suddenly remembered a party in college where one girl had taken on a half dozen guys. Some of them twice. At the time he'd associated it with the alcohol and that girl's own morals. But now...

"My turn," Frank growled as he climbed onto the bed, interrupting the thought.

"Mm-ooh," Gouri mewed, turning to look at him.

Gripping her waist, Frank rolled her over onto her tummy. As he pulled her up onto her knees she lifted herself up onto her hands and a surge of excitement raced through Ramdas as he stared almost directly into his daughter's smoldering eyes. He saw her teeth catch at her lip, an expression of heated anticipation on her face as she waited for the penetration she knew was coming. Kneeling behind her, Frank held onto her waist with one hand while guiding himself to her with the other. A flash of pain crossed her face as his hips slid forward, his cock sliding into her.

"Fuck, even after bein' fucked she's still tight," Frank growled happily when his progress was stopped. Pulling back, he pushed forward again. This time his entire length penetrated her. His emptied hand grabbed her waist too and he rolled his hips, grinding his crotch against her ass. "Fuck, her pussy's nice."

"Ooh," she mewed, rolling her ass back against him.

Holding onto her waist, Frank started pumping his hips back and forth . . . his cock fucking her.

"Ooh." His thrusts caused Gouri to rock upon her hands and knees, her tits swaying beneath her. "Ooh Daddy... Daddy he's... he's..."

Ramdas stared, mesmerized by the passion in her lax features framed by her dark, disheveled hair, her smoldering eyes under heavy lids, her trembling lip. He was finding it difficult to think of her as his little girl, instead seeing a sexual young woman. Deep down he knew this was wrong, that he shouldn't be feeling the things he was feeling . . . shouldn't be thinking the things he was thinking . . . but his lust kept him from acknowledging it. After a few moments her head fell forward, hiding her face from him, and he experienced a sense of disappointment. His eyes crawled over her body and he noticed her pert breasts were swaying more than before and he realized that she was rocking her body back and forth . . . pushing herself onto Frank's pistoning cock . . . fucking him in unison with his hungry thrusts.

"Mmm-ooh," she whimpered, her ass rolling back . . . sliding forward.

"That's it, Sweetie, fuck my cock," Frank encouraged her, his own hips stopping their rhythmic thrusting and holding still, letting her hump herself on and off his manhood. "Fuck it good."

"Ooh yes. Yes," Gouri moaned, her body rocking . . . breasts swaying. Her head rolled back, her hair falling away to reveal her unfocused gaze within her lustful expression. "Ooh Daddy."

"Tell Daddy how naughty yer bein', Sweetie," Frank grinned.

"I am, Daddy," she mewed. "I am bein' naughty. I'm bein' a naughty girl."

Ramdas had no idea why these men were coaching her to say these things . . . what their motive was. Nor did he understand why his daughter's voice was laced so heavily with lust as she said them. But neither of these points concerned him as much as the way it all was affecting him. Again, he was amazed by what she said . . . and what she didn't. It fueled his desire, made his cock pulse and throb. And it made him question his morals. It was one thing to be aroused by watching her enjoy being fucked. He could chalk that up to simple reflex, like watching porn . . . even if it was his daughter . . . even if it was uninvited. The fact that she was enjoying it allowed him a certain level of latitude in this area. But the way her words fueled his arousal . . . the extent to which they made his lust boil and froth . . . it just seemed to be a touch too much.

Rocking herself back and forth, Gouri continued to fuck Frank's cock . . . sliding her pussy on and off his rigid manhood with a steadily building rhythm, creating wet, slapping sounds. Her ponytail was now just a fragment of what it'd been and as her head fell forward then rolled back, loose strands of her hair fluttered with it. Her flesh shimmered with a thin sheen of sweat and her breasts swayed beneath her, the milky orbs quivering delicately.

"Oh yea, that's it, Sweetie. That's it," Frank groaned, his fingers gripping her.

"Ooh Daddy," she whimpered, gazing over at Ramdas. "I'm such a bad girl... so naughty... so... so... Ooh Daddy!"

Frank's hips started rocking again, humping himself into her, shoving his cock into her . . . hard . . . fast.

"Ooh! Ooh God!" Gouri whimpered, trying to match his urgent rhythm.

Back and forth the two of them rocked . . .

His crotch slapping against her ass . . .

Her ass bouncing off his crotch . . .

In and out his cock pumped . . .

Her head falling forward . . .

Rolling back . . .

Her tits swaying . . .

Quivering . . .

"Such a sweet lil' piece," Frank groaned.

"Ooh, Daddy," she whimpered.

Tightening his grip on her waist, the man took complete control . . . used his hold to push and pull her on and off his cock. Yanking her back, he drove himself into her . . . tossing her forward, he pulled back . . . jerking her back again . . . driving into her.

"Ooh God!" Gouri whimpered, her body being tossed like a ragdoll.

His hips shot forward . . .

Drove his cock into her . . .

Pulled back . . .

Shot forward . . .

His cock pumping . . .

In and out . . .

In and out . . .

His hands gripping her waist . . .

Tossing her forward . . .

Yanking her back . . .

Making her body rock . . .

Making it twist . . .

"Fuck yea, you are a dirty girl," Frank thrust into her harder . . . faster.

"Ooh God, yes!" She moaned, her head rolling back, her eyes closed . . . her muscles clenching. "Yes, I'm a naughty girl!"

As Frank continued pumping himself into her, Gouri's neck bent further back and her muscles spasmed; tensing . . . releasing . . . tensing.

"Oh yea, Sweetie. Oh yea," Frank tossed her back and forth, his rhythm stuttering.

"Ooh Daddy, he's gonna..." she mewed.

"Yea, I am," Frank growled, drilling himself into her a . . . few . . . more . . . times before slamming his cock deep inside her and freezing, his head rolling back in victory.

"Ooh God! Ooh God!" Gouri cried, her body shuddering with an erupting orgasm. Her head rolled all the way back, eyes closed tightly, mouth hanging open. Her ass twitched and hopped spastically, ratcheting her sex on his cock. "Ooh God!"

While the orgasm continued crashing through her, Frank kept himself buried deep inside her, his hands pulling her back firmly against his crotch.

Then as it faded and her muscles relaxed he released her. For a moment she hovered there, her muscles twitching. Then she slumped forward partway before finally collapsing onto her side, her head coming to rest on an outstretched arm. She lay there, panting, her eyes closed and loose hairs draped across her cheek. Her entire body shimmered with a sheen of sweat and her breasts quivered delicately with her labored breaths, her abs trembling with lingering jolts of electricity sparking along her nerves. Her one leg was stretched out behind her, and the other's knee was bent with her thigh concealing her sex while creating an enticing image of her ass's subtle curve.

After Frank climbed off the bed, Jai allowed her a moment's reprieve before climbing on and rolling her onto her back. As he did, Ramdas saw his daughter's sex for the first time. It was only a flash. Just enough for him to see the light feathering of dark tinged hairs decorating the glistening, little love mound. Then it was gone, disappearing as her ass settled onto the bed and her feet slid across the bedspread, her legs falling open. Her arms fell out to her sides to lay limply upon the bedspread and her head rested at the edge of the pillow, facing the man moving up between her legs. Like Bunny, Jai scooped her legs into the crooks of his elbows and his hands cupped her ass, suspending it inches above the bed.

"Put my cock in you, Slut," he demanded.

"Mmm," Gouri mewed, her hands obediently reaching for his rigid manhood and guiding it to her.

"Such a dirty lil' tramp," Jai grinned, leaning into her.

"Ooh," Gouri whimpered, her head rolling back slightly.

Again, Gouri's bent leg kept Ramdas from seeing the specifics, but he saw the man's hips push forward . . . saw them bring his crotch against hers in one smooth motion, her now twice-fucked pussy offering limited - if any - resistance.

"Fuck, your pussy feels good even now," Jai groaned, grinding against her.

"Ooh," she mewed, her hands falling to her sides as her hips rolled, grinding herself back against him.

Again and again Jai pulled back . . . pushed forward . . . pulled back . . . pushed forward, his cock sliding in and out of her sex, raising sloppy, wet smacking sounds.

"Ooh. Ooh God," Gouri whimpered, her fingers scratching at the bedspread.

Frank hadn't exactly been gentle, especially toward the end of fucking her. But Jai's assault was even more primal . . . more animalistic, his rhythm quickly evolving into a series of battering-ram thrusts. His hips dropped back . . . shot forward . . . hard and fast, shoving her body along the bed. Then his hands yanked her back, only to shove her forward again as he thrust into her again.

"Ooh. Ooh God," she whimpered, her tits jiggling violently upon her chest . . . her head shifting back and forth along the edge of the pillow. Her hands grabbed at the bedspread . . . pulled at it as if to help stabilize herself.

"Talk for me, Slut. Tell Daddy what a dirty lil' slut ya are," Jai growled, his hips jackhammering at her.

"Ooh Daddy, I am" she whimpered without hesitation, turning her face to Ramdas. "I'm bein' so dirty, Daddy, lettin' them... lettin' them... Ooh."

While Jai's fucking of her was urgent, his cock pistoning in and out of her with a fervor, he had already cum once so he lasted several minutes. And while he continued pounding into her, Gouri's body was shoved and yanked upon the bed, her tits rolling and jiggling fluidly. Her hair came completely loose from the ponytail, swishing and shifting with her head's motion along the edge of the pillow as it rolled from side-to-side, her eyes closed and her teeth catching at her lip. Under Jai's encouragement she continued her naughty narrative . . . while still avoiding the more obscene words.

Telling her daddy how the man was . . .

How he had his . . .

In her . . .

How she was being a naughty girl . . .

A dirty girl . . .

Letting him . . .

Letting them . . .

Even as primal as Jai's fucking was already, his rhythm managed to gradually escalate . . . his thrusting growing faster . . . harder. Gouri was shoved harder . . . jerked back . . . her tits jiggling . . . her hands straining at the bedspread. The wet slapping sounds echoed through the room, mixing with Jai's guttural moans into a suggestive soundtrack playing under her commentary.

Watching this . . . listening to his daughter's lustful narration . . . Ramdas became more and more enraptured by how erotic it was . . . how sexual his little girl was being.

Back and forth Jai's hips rocked . . .

Thrusting . . .

Driving . . .

Pounding . . .

In and out his cock pumped . . .

In and out . . .

Humping . . .

Fucking . . .

"Ooh God, Daddy, he's... he's...!" Gouri panted, her fingers clawing.

Moments later Jai's rhythm began to deteriorate, his hips stuttering awkwardly as he stared down at her, watching her body being shoved by his thrusts . . . her luscious tits rolling upon her chest. With a guttural growl he drove himself into her . . . one . . . last . . . time, then froze.

"Ooh!" Gouri whimpered, her body shuddering.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!" Jai groaned, grinding his crotch against her.

 

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After a moment he let go of her, letting her ass drop back onto the bed and her legs fall off to the sides. As he climbed off the bed Gouri rolled onto her side with a quiet mew. Her back was to her father and he gazed over at her, admiring the soft curves and delicate flesh of her round ass.

Movement at the corner of his vision drew his attention at the same time that Gouri turned to see what was making the bed shift. Both father and daughter saw Bunny climbing up, his rejuvenated cock standing out from his crotch.

"Ooh," Gouri whimpered uneasily.

"Last one, Girl," Bunny almost sounded sympathetic as he grabbed her legs and rolled her onto her back again.

"Ooh God," she whimpered, more apprehensively.

Ramdas thought he understood the reason for her tone. After Bunny, both Frank and Jai had spent a lot of time roughly fucking her and her pussy was probably sore. Now it was about to be assaulted for a fourth time, one that was likely to be lasting since it was Bunny's second time also.

"Don't worry, Girl, I won't be as rough," the man assured her as he set one hand beside her and used it to hold himself above her while guiding his cock to her used sex with the other.

Gouri's knees bent . . . her feet finding a perch. Bunny's hips slid forward . . . his crotch mashing against hers. His hand came out from between them . . . settled at her other side.

"Ooh," she whimpered, her eyes closing.

"You're so fuckin' beautiful," Bunny sighed, his torso hovering above her. As he started pumping himself in and out of her with a slow, deliberate rhythm, he bent down and covered one of her nipples with his mouth, sucking on it.

"Ooh," she mewed, her back arching slightly in offering. Her hands came up and grabbed onto his biceps, fingers tensing slightly. Soon her legs were lifting her in unison with his thrusts, sliding her pussy onto his cock.

Slowly . . . steadily they fucked one another, raising soft slapping sounds. Pulling his mouth from the one nipple, Bunny moved over to the other, eliciting a heated sigh from Gouri as her fingers tensed at his biceps. After a few minutes he pulled his mouth from her breast and straightened out to smile down at her.

"You enjoyin' bein' our lil' fuck toy?" He asked her.

"Mmm," she whimpered.

"Tell me, Girl. Tell me how ya like it."

"Yes... Sir," she mewed. "I like it. I like bein' your... your... Ooh."

"Yea, ya do," Bunny grinned, his fucking rhythm increasing slightly. "Yea ya do."

Gouri matched his building rhythm, her ass raising off the bed to meet his descending cock. After a few minutes she turned to face her father, a few strands of hair across her eyes.

"Ooh Daddy, I'm bein' such a dirty girl for them," she panted voluntarily. "I let them... let them all... Ooh Daddy."

"Yea, ya did, Girl," Bunny grinned.

"I'm so naughty, Daddy, letting them..." she whimpered.

Ramdas didn't know if it was what she was saying, or the unspoken innocence in what she didn't, that made it so arousing, but as he listened to her his cock pulsed with life inside his shorts. He couldn't stop himself from wondering how it would be to fondle and caress her subtle, little body . . . what her pussy would feel like wrapped around his own rigid manhood . . . to gaze down into her eyes as he fucked her.

On the other bed, the two continued fucking one another, their hips rocking back and forth. Gouri's fingers tensed at the man's biceps as her head lolled between looking up at Bunny and over at her father while continuing her naughty narrative; calling herself a naughty, dirty girl for letting these men... telling him how she liked it... liked letting them... liked being their little...

But as much as her comments stoked Ramdas's arousal, it seemed to fuel Gouri's lust even more. Her body trembled and quivered beneath the man as she eagerly matched his rhythm . . . lifted herself onto his cock again and again. Upon her chest her breast rolled with her body's motion . . . vibrated with her heavy breathing. Her fingers tightened on his biceps . . . her nails clawing. And her words gradually morphed into indiscernible whimpers and moans . . . gasps of pleasure panting past her trembling lip.

As Ramdas had suspected, Bunny took a long time to cum this second time, longer than either of his two friends in fact.

Back and forth his hips rocked . . .

Humping . . .

In and out his cock pumped . . .

Pistoning . . .

Fucking . . .

As their cadence gradually built, the sounds of their fucking grew, filling the room with the wet slap-slap-slap of their repeated unions. Bending down again, Bunny brought his mouth to a nipple and Gouri moaned out loudly, her back arching . . . offering her breast to him.

Eventually Gouri's muscles started to tense and her neck began to bend back, her head rolling with it. Her fingers gripped Bunny's biceps tightly, dragging her nails over his flesh. Her hips started to twitch as she lifted herself to him, her feet kicking down into the bed to drive her pussy onto his cock.

"Ooh God, Daddy! I... I'm gonna cum," she whimpered, facing his direction. "I'm gonna cum on his...!"

Bunny pulled his mouth from her nipple and raised up to stare down at her, watch her body twist and writhe beneath him. Pistoning his cock in and out of her, his own muscles started to clench.

"I'm such a naughty girl, Daddy!" She cried out seconds later, her body arching into the air, jutting her rolling breasts into the air. Cramming her sex onto his cock, her hips twitched spastically, grinding and ratcheting against him. Her muscles spasmed and her head rolled back, her neck bending.

"Oh fuck!" Bunny growled, his rhythm rapidly deteriorating as he struggled to pump himself into her a . . . few . . . times. Then his muscles also tensed and he held himself buried deep inside her, a guttural roar ripping from his throat.

"Ooh God!" Gouri cried, her head snapping from side-to-side, hair fluttering, as her hands shot down to grab at the bedspread, her fingers jerking at it. Waves of orgasmic ecstasy crashed through her body, making her muscles clench and her flesh quiver.

Then, as it faded, her body softened and she settled back to the bed. Sighing heavily, she rolled her face toward Ramdas. A hunger pulsed through Ramdas as he gazed over at her . . . at her tired and satiated expression. Her eyes were closed and a rapturous glow made her features luminescent. Her flesh glistened with an erotic sweat, making the subtle curves of her body radiant, her breasts heaving with her labored breaths. Her legs had collapsed to stretch out atop the bed.

In the next moment though, Ramdas's focus was drawn to a more pressing issue.

Enthralled by his daughter, he'd all but forgotten about Frank and Jai until Bunny climbed off the bed and snatched up his clothes. That was when Ramdas noticed the other two were already dressed.

And Frank was approaching him with something shiny in hand.

Fear suddenly overpowered all his other emotions and his heart leapt into his throat.

While Bunny might have promised certain concessions for Gouri's participation, could these men really be trusted?

Unable to do anything else, Ramdas's eyes shot over to his daughter lying on the other bed. She'd rolled onto her side, her legs drawn up slightly and her arms before her. Her head rested on the pillow, her hair loose and disheveled, her eyes closed and her features slack with exhaustion; the multiple orgasms having taken their toll.

Then Frank stepped between them, blocking his view. His hands reached out, the shiny object nearing.

"That's one hell of a girl ya got there," he chuckled as the zip-tie around Ramdas's ankles was cut. "Ya really should think 'bout havin' a taste of her yourself."

Then the tie around his wrists was cut and he was free.

 

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Later he would think how his first reaction should have been to lash out at the men, to leap off the bed and punch them. But he'd know that would've been folly. His limps were half asleep and he had difficulty just getting off the bed and stumbling over to the other one. Tearing the gag from his mouth, he dropped down beside Gouri and drew her to him, wrapping his arms around her.

"It's alright, Sweetie," he cooed, tenderly stroking her back. "Daddy's got ya."

The next few minutes were filled by nothing but his precious little girl's quiet sighs and her body lying limply against his, her head resting on his chest. It was only in the back of his mind that he was aware of the men leaving, the door latching shut behind them, and the sound of their pickup driving away moments later.

"Gouri?" He eventually whispered, stroking her hair.

"Da-Daddy?" She whispered. "Are... Are they gone?"

"Yes, Sweetie, they're gone," he assured her.

In the following quiet Ramdas gradually grew aware of how her body felt molding to his, the way her breathing caused her subtle curves and soft, sweaty flesh to slip against him. Her one arm was draped across him, the other folded below her head on his chest. She had one leg stretched down along his, the other bent and laying atop his thigh.

During the initial relief over the men leaving, his arousal had waned and his manhood had grown soft. But now the desire was being rekindled . . . his cock pulsing to life again. Silently cursing himself, he tried not to think about all that had transpired . . . about how she'd responded to the men and what they'd done . . . the way she'd looked . . . the things she'd said . . . the way she'd said them.

He tried . . .

But he couldn't . . .

The memories were persistent . . .

Rolling through his mind . . .

Again and again . . .

"It's just us now," he whispered compulsively. The words surprised him, but not as much as the sound of the hunger that laced their soothing tone.

His caressing hand came to a rest just above her waist and for a long minute neither of them moved . . . or said anything. In the stillness, Ramdas knew his throbbing cock was making his shorts puff and shift. He also knew that if her eyes were open, Gouri could see it, and he tried to mentally make it calm down.

It didn't listen.

"Daddy?" She whispered, her head slowly lifting . . . her face turning to him.

Staring into her soft eyes, he was torn by the conflict between the arousal that wouldn't die and his anger with himself for it.

"I-I'm sore..." she whispered.

Was that regret in her voice? Ramdas asked himself, his cock nearly tearing through his shorts over what she didn't say . . . how she didn't say it.

"I know, Sweetie. I know," he breathed. His other hand, laying on the bed beside him, moved as if on its own to the waistband of his shorts . . . pushed it down off his hip.

Pulling her leg off him, she turned to watch him work the shorts further down, his hand sliding from one side to the other, working the shorts down further.

"Ooh Daddy," she mewed, when his rigid cock was released.

Shoving the shorts down past his knees, his hand came back to lay beside him as he used his feet to kick them off and onto the floor.

"Daddy," she sighed, reaching down to wrap her fingers around his thick shaft.

His other hand had remained resting on her side. Now it came up to the back of her head. His fingers twined into her hair. He applied pressure . . . pushed her head down toward his crotch. Gouri's body relaxed . . . bent forward . . . brought herself to him. Laying sideways atop him, she liked his cock . . . her tongue sliding up . . . down . . . around . . . wiping away the dried cum from his earlier climax.

"Oh yes, Sweetie," Ramdas groaned, his cock throbbing. "That's a good girl."

Gouri shifted down and climbed between his legs, one hand holding him, the other resting on his thigh. She looking up at him through loose, dangling hairs and he used both hands to pull her hair to the back of her head and hold it there, out of the way. She brought his cockhead to her mouth . . . rolled her tongue over and around it. Setting her lips against the tip, she slowly slid them onto the head. She held it there for a moment, sucking and rolling her tongue over it. Then her lips gradually slid down along his shaft.

"Mmm," she mewed, holding her lips against her fingers for a moment.

"Oh yes," he moaned.

Centimeter by centimeter her lips slid back up, then down again, hugging his shaft tightly. Up and down her lips slid . . . slowly . . . deliberately, her fingers tugging gently at the base. Each time she brought her lips to under his cockhead she'd pause and roll her tongue over it a few times before sliding them back down to her fingers, her mouth sucking on his pole.

After about a dozen times, she pulled her hand away . . . slowly slid her lips down to the very base . . . took a portion of him into her throat . . . her muscles constricting.

"Oh God," Ramdas groaned.

Pulling up after a moment, she paused with only the head in her mouth, then slid her lips back down to the base again.

"Oh God. You're such a good girl," he moaned. His mind reeled with what was happening. He'd been amazed watching her deep throat Frank . . . at how easily she'd seemed to manage it. But now that it was his cock . . . now that he was experiencing it . . . he reveled in the sensation.

She took him into her throat a couple more times before her fingers wrapped around the base again and started to gently tug on it, her lips once again sliding along his shaft with that same slow, deliberate pace. Over the next few minutes she interrupted her fucking of him to deep throat him a few more times, all the while quietly mewing.

Moaning with pleasure, Ramdas wasn't sure if this was the best blow job he'd ever received because it was just that, or because it was his daughter giving it. Either way, it was exceptional. And although he had already cum once, he felt his next climax quickly approaching. He assumed this was due to the time he spent pressing himself into the mattress while watching her being fucked. But he couldn't completely discard the notion that it was due to whose mouth was fucking him.

"Oh God, Sweetie," he groaned, his fingers tensing in her hair as his hips started to lift and drop, fucking her mouth back. "Oh yes, suck Daddy's cock, Baby."

"Mmm. Mmm!" She whimpered eagerly in response.

He managed to keep his building hunger in check for a couple more minutes. But as her lips continued to hug his thick shaft his fingers tensed more and more in her hair until he was holding her head still so he could piston his cock in and out of her mouth . . . fucking it like a pussy . . . using her for his own pleasure.

"Suck Daddy's cock, Baby," he groaned his hips jackhammering up and down, bouncing her lips off her fingers. "Oh yea. That's a good girl... such a good girl."

"Mmm. Mmm!" Gouri mewed excitedly as he used her, now urgently tugging on him . . . jerking him off in her mouth . . . coaxing him toward climax. Her fingers on his thigh tensed, her nails scratching.

"Oh fuck yea, Baby. Suck it. Suck Daddy's cock," he growled, his climax boiling up from his balls. His hips twitched spastically . . . jerked awkwardly . . . then he froze. Holding her mouth on just his cockhead, he unleashed his load for her to swallow. "Oh God yes! Oh Sweetie! Oh yes!"

He felt his daughter swallowing shot after shot of his semen, her lips locked tightly under his cockhead. Then, when he'd finished, she kept him in her mouth, suckling on him as her hand milked the last drops from him. Afterwards she slowly drew her lips off him, letting them softly caress the sensitized flesh and making him shudder. Drawing herself up, she smiled up at him.

"Did you like that, Daddy?"

"Oh yes, Sweetie. Most definitely." He sighed.

"I'll be right back," Gouri said, climbing off the bed to head for the bathroom.

Ramdas watched her taut little ass sway delicately as she walked away. Even after everything he was still surprised by how the image made him feel. Although he'd known his daughter was attractive before, she now seemed . . . sexy. He turned the evening's events over in his mind, wondering just what it all meant . . . what he should do next. Getting off the bed, he found his shorts and pulled them on. Gouri reappeared, stopping after a few feet with a bashful smile as he gazed admiringly at her firm breasts.

"My turn," he said, snapping out of a trance and heading past her to the bathroom.

When he returned Gouri was under the covers, her head resting on a pillow. Ramdas was suddenly unsure about what to do; should he join her, or climb into the other bed. The uncertainty made him feel silly, but he couldn't help it.

"Come here, Daddy," Gouri mewed, patting the bed next to her with a smile.

Grinning at himself, Ramdas crawled under the covers beside her. As she snuggled up to him, he wrapped an arm around her and pulled her tightly to him. Resting her head on his chest she molded her body to his with a tired, contented sigh.

"Daddy, can we stay here ? Just you and me?" she whispered.

"Sure, Sweetie." Ramdas told her, his mind reeling with the possibilities.

The End

 

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As Nidhhi Agerwal stood on the front porch, waiting for Vicky to unlock the door, she quickly put down her suitcase, fluffed her hair one last time and straightened her coat collar.

Vicky laughed at his girlfriend. "Nidhhi, what are you doing?"

"Trying to make a good impression!" Nidhhi said. "Meeting the parents is a big deal. I want your dad to like me."

"Quit worrying," Vicky said. "He'll love you."

Vicky opened the front door, and they stepped into the large, warm home. The delicious smell of chicken hit Nidhhi's nose. She also detected the smell of something sweet -- cinnamon, maybe.

"Dad?" Vicky called.

"Coming, coming," a voice sounded from the kitchen. Vicky's father strode down the hall, hastily wiping his flour-covered hands on a towel. There was a big smile on his face. Nidhhi noticed right away he was handsome, just like his son. Sure, he was in his mid-fifties, but he still looked great. He had a thick head of dark hair, accented with gray streaks. It made him look distinguished. He also had the same piercing blue eyes as Vicky.

"Oh, it's so good to see you, Vicky," his dad said as he hugged him. Nidhhi watched the two embrace tightly, smiling at the sweet sight. She knew Vicky and his dad were very close -- it was nice seeing two men unafraid to be affectionate. Her own father rarely hugged her brothers.

"Dad, this is Nidhhi," Vicky said when he pulled away from his father.

"It's very nice to meet you" Nidhhi said, extending her hand. Vicky's dad ignored her hand and pulled her into a hug.

"Call me Chandra, please," he insisted. Nidhhi was surprised by the hug, but she didn't mind. Vicky's dad felt warm and solid -- his embrace was fatherly and comforting. Nidhhi couldn't help but notice he felt a lot more muscular than her own father.

"Thanks for having me," Nidhhi told Chandra when he let go of her. "My parents are on vacation right now. I would've been going home to an empty house."

"Their loss is our gain," Chandra replied with a smile. "I'm glad to finally meet the young woman Vicky's been raving about for the past year."

Nidhhi smiled at him again, unsure of what to say.

"Dinner's ready now," Chandra said. "And I'm just about to put an apple pie into the oven. Vicky, why don't you set the table, and I'll take Nidhhi's and your bags up to your room."

Nidhhi couldn't hide her surprise. "Our room?" She asked.

"Yes," Chandra said, looking slightly confused. "You'll be staying in Vicky's room. Why, is there a problem?"

Nidhhi let out an uneasy laugh. "No, no problem at all," she said. "It's just, if Vicky came to visit me, my parents wouldn't let him sleep in my room."

"Ah," Chandra said with a grin. "It seems I have a more modern approach than your parents. I figure if two young people really want to spend the night together, they'll find a way to do it, no matter the sleeping arrangements they're given."

"Come on, Nidhhi," Vicky said, gesturing towards the kitchen. "Let's get something to drink."

Nidhhi gave Chandra one more smile before he disappeared upstairs with their bags.

"He's nice," Nidhhi told Vicky as they got beverages and set the table. "I can't believe he's letting us sleep together."

Vicky laughed. "He's cool like that. His room's all the way down the hall from mine, too, so we won't even have to be that quiet."

 

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"Vicky!" Nidhhi whacked her boyfriend on the arm with a serving spoon. "We can't have sex with your dad here."

"Seriously, Nidhhi, he doesn't mind," Vicky said.

Nidhhi shook her head, doubtful that statement was true. Though, maybe fathers of boys really were okay with that. Nidhhi knew if she and Vicky got caught together under her parents' roof, her dad would kill him.

"Alright," Chandra said, reentering the kitchen. "Let's eat."

The three sat down at the kitchen table with their plates. Nidhhi had dug into the roast chicken and mashed potatoes, and was impressed.

"This is delicious, Chandra," Nidhhi. "You're a really good cook."

"Thank you, Nidhhi," Chandra said. "I wasn't always good."

"Dad could barely handle cereal when I was little," Vicky chimed in.

Chandra let out a laugh, but his face looked sad. "I guess there's one silver lining of being a widower. You develop a lot of new skills out of pure necessity."

Nidhhi cleared her throat and looked down at her plate. "I'm sorry about your wife," she said softly. "Vicky told me what happened."

"It's hard to believe it's almost been two years now," Chandra replied. "And it's not easy, but I'm managing. It's always easier when Vicky is home."

Chandra and Vicky exchanged another smile, and Nidhhi felt her heart warm. She couldn't imagine what it was like to lose a wife -- a mother -- but she was glad that Chandra and Vicky still had each other.

"I'm glad Vicky has found you, Nidhhi," Chandra continued. "New love can be so helpful in working through grief."

"Have you..." Nidhhi cleared her throat. "Have you started getting back out there?" Nidhhi hoped the question hadn't crossed a line.

Chandra gave her that sad smile again. "No. I'm not quite ready yet."

"Of course," Nidhhi said quickly.

"But, I must say, you and Vicky might just inspire me to try," Chandra said, taking a sip of his wine. He maintained perfect eye contact with Nidhhi as he did so, and his piercing eyes made her involuntarily shiver.

After dinner, Vicky, Chandra and Nidhhi moved into the living room to have pie and coffee. Nidhhi tried to help Chandra serve the dessert, but he insisted on doing everything himself.

The trio made polite chit-chat, discussing their classes with Chandra for about fifteen minutes, after which he excused himself, saying he was tired and needed to go to bed.

"What do you think?" Vicky asked Nidhhi after his father left them.

"He's great," Nidhhi said with a smile. "Very warm and welcoming."

"He loves you, I can tell," Vicky replied.

"I'm glad I came," Nidhhi said. "He probably gets so lonely in this house all by himself." She paused. "He really hasn't dated anyone at all?"

"Not that I know of," Vicky said with a shrug. "We're pretty open with each other. I don't think he's even had any casual flings, either."

"Can you imagine going two years without sex?" Nidhhi asked.

"I can't even imagine going two days," Vicky replied seductively. He leaned closer to his girlfriend and planted a few kisses on her neck. While his mouth worked across her throat, Vicky slid a hand under Nidhhi's sweater and cupped her breast.

Nidhhi laughed. "Vicky, we can't. Especially not down here."

"Sure we can," he insisted, sliding his hand into her bra now. His fingers brushed her nipple, and it hardened almost instantly. "Dad goes to sleep early. He won't be back down, trust me."

"Vicky..." Nidhhi was still unsure, but that logical voice in her head was growing fainter as desire started to cloud her judgment. Vicky had leaned closer, his body pressing Nidhhi into the couch, and she wrapped her arms around him tightly. His lips left her neck and found her mouth, and Nidhhi parted her lips, allowing Vicky's tongue to push in.

Vicky pushed her down onto her back and they continued to make out, tongues twisting together and teeth nibbling on lower lips. Nidhhi could feel Vicky's growing erection against her leg, and he started to slowly thrust against her, moaning into their kiss. Nidhhi could feel herself getting wet, and she ground her hips against her boyfriend.

 

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"Nidhhi..." Vicky whispered breathlessly, breaking their kiss. His eyes were dark with desire.

"Okay," she replied, equally breathless. "But let's make it quick, just in case."

Vicky grinned and sat up, quickly peeling off his shirt and unbuckling his belt. Nidhhi sat up and began undressing as well, wiggling out of her jeans. She sat on the couch in her bra and panties, nervously peeking over her shoulder. Nidhhi was hesitant to get completely naked, knowing that Chandra could potentially come downstairs at any time.

Vicky didn't have any hesitation, though. Nidhhi looked to see her boyfriend sitting beside her, completely naked, his decent-sized cock standing at full attention.

"You're sure he's not gonna walk in?" Nidhhi asked, chewing on her lower lip.

"Come here," Vicky insisted, maneuvering Nidhhi until she was straddling his lap. He kissed her again, hooking his fingers into her underwear and sliding them down her hips. Nidhhi sat up, pulling her right leg up and out of the panties. They slid down her left leg and dangled around her ankle. Vicky reached around her back to unhook her bra, but Nidhhi grabbed his hands to stop him.

"Bra stays on," she said with a knowing look. At least she'd be partly covered up if Chandra interrupted them.

Vicky pouted. "Come on, Nidhhi, you know I love watching your tits bounce when we fuck."

"Bra stays on," Nidhhi repeated. And before Vicky could argue anymore, she lined his cock up with her wet entrance and sunk down onto him.

"OHhhh, fuck," Vicky whispered, inhaling sharply. He gripped Nidhhi's hips hard and she slowly started to move up and down, her wet, tight pussy gripping Vicky's cock as she rode him.

"Mmmm," Nidhhi moaned as she picked up the pace, loving the way her boyfriend's cock fit perfectly inside her. She wrapped her arms tightly around his shoulders and closed her eyes, bouncing up and down. Vicky started thrusting upwards, matching Nidhhi's pace, perfectly in sync. His hands traveled up her torso and grabbed a hold of her clothed breasts, desperately trying to feel them through the fabric of her bra. Nidhhi could feel her orgasm building, and she was just about to give Vicky permission to remove her bra and play with her tits, when she heard the floor creak.

Nidhhi's eyes snapped open and saw that she hadn't worried for nothing -- Chandra had returned downstairs after all, and he was currently in the kitchen, staring at her and his son fucking on the couch.

"Shit!" Nidhhi immediately froze, wide-eyed and panicked. Chandra just continued to stand there, staring -- perhaps he was shocked and frozen, too.

Vicky, eyes still closed, hadn't noticed yet. And when Nidhhi stopped riding him, he impatiently started thrusting upwards into her, hard and fast.

"Vicky, stop!" Nidhhi shrieked, whacking him on the arm. Vicky lazily opened his eyes and turned his head. Nidhhi watched him barely even react to seeing his father in the kitchen.

"Um, Chandra, I'm sorry, we, uh..." Nidhhi, face beet red, struggled to come up with some kind of explanation, but her mind was blank. She look expectantly to Vicky but he said nothing to his dad.

 

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Nidhhi expected Chandra to embarrassedly leave, or at least acknowledge the awkward moment with an apology or even a joke, but he didn't. And instead of leaving, he took a few steps closer to his son and his girlfriend.

"Chandra! Um, what..." Nidhhi attempted to get off Vicky's dick, but he suddenly tightened his hold on her waist, keeping them firmly attached.

"Vicky! Let go of me." What was wrong with him?!

"I didn't mean to interrupt," Chandra finally said, the trace of a smile on his lips. "My apologies. Please, continue."

He had to be joking, Nidhhi thought. Right?

But to Nidhhi's horror, she felt Vicky start to buck up into her again, his dick continuing to slide in and out of her pussy.

"Vicky, what are you doing?!" Nidhhi once again tried to get off of him, but he was holding her down on his cock with all his might, his biceps bulging from the strain. Nidhhi shot another panicked look towards Chandra, who was standing only a few feet away now. She felt her throat go dry when she saw Chandra' hands beginning to undo his belt.

"Relax, Nidhhi," Vicky said in a reassuring voice. "Dad just wanted to watch a little."

"What?!" Nidhhi looked back to Chandra as Vicky continued to move beneath her, using her body for his pleasure. By this point, Chandra had gotten his pants down, and had his hardening dick in his hand, stroking it slowly.

"I do get lonely sometimes," Chandra said to Nidhhi. "I miss sexual pleasures, and I miss seeing a beautiful, naked woman..." Chandra walked behind Nidhhi and deftly unhooked her bra. Before she could react, Vicky wrestled it off of her, releasing her firm C-cup tits. They immediately began to bounce like crazy as Vicky continued to ram his cock into her.

"So beautiful," Chandra murmured as he watched, still stroking himself. He was standing right next to them now, and Nidhhi could see his dick was rock hard now. Chandra was noticeably bigger than his son.

"Vicky..." Nidhhi tried again, and she felt her eyes tearing up. This was so overwhelming.

"Just relax, babe," Vicky whispered, caressing her face. "Let's do this for Dad, okay? He's been so sad."

Nidhhi was speechless, but she was also trapped. It didn't seem like Vicky was going to let her off until he came. Besides, she did feel a lot of sympathy for Chandra. Yes, this was a very weird ambush, but was there any harm in letting him watch, really? They were almost done, anyway.

Resigning herself to the situation, Nidhhi turned her attention back to Vicky and began slowly moving her hips again.

"That's it, babe," Vicky said with a smile. "Show Dad how well you can ride a cock." Nidhhi shot an uneasy look towards Chandra before she picked up the pace again, fucking Vicky as hard as she could, her tits bouncing beautifully. She heard a moan come from Chandra. He'd somehow moved even closer now, standing right next to her, his hard, swollen dick pointing at her.

 

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Vicky closed his eyes and leaned back against the couch, letting Nidhhi do all the work. And the minute his son's eyes were closed, Chandra gently grabbed Nidhhi's right hand, guiding it towards his big cock.

"Chandra, I..." Nidhhi weakly attempted to snatch her hand back, but in the end, let Chandra place it lightly on his shaft. Something about the gentleness of his movements, the woeful, needy look in his eyes, made her want to comply.

So Nidhhi gripped Chandra' cock lightly as she continued to work her pussy up and down Vicky's. Vicky squeezed Nidhhi's breasts, moaning and grunting, perfectly content. His eyes were open now -- he saw Nidhhi begin to work her hand across his father's dick, and he said nothing. He didn't seem bothered in the least. At this moment, Nidhhi was absolutely certain they had planned this.

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"That's it, sweetheart," Chandra said with a loud sigh. Nidhhi used slightly more pressure and sped up her movements, ensuring to run her thumb across the pre-cum oozing out of Chandra' tip. She still couldn't believe this was happening -- she was impaled on her boyfriend's dick while also servicing his father. It was insane.

Nidhhi continued to stroke Chandra, getting encouraging moans out of him. Between the insane situation and the constant bouncing on Vicky's lap, Nidhhi found herself very suddenly about to cum. And after a particularly deep, unexpected thrust from Vicky, Nidhhi was sent over the edge.

"OOOHhhHhhhh," she cried out, her body shuddering as her pussy clenched Vicky's dick. She released Chandra' cock and fell into her boyfriend, exhausted.

"Get off," Vicky said gently, helping Nidhhi dismount. She collapsed onto the couch, slightly disoriented, wondering what would happen next. Vicky hadn't cum yet, and his dick was still wet and hard as ever.

Vicky stood and maneuvered Nidhhi until she was on her hands and knees on the couch, propped up by the arm of the sofa. She couldn't believe how she was being so passive, just letting her boyfriend take total control of this situation -- showing off every intimate part of her body to his father.

Without any other warning, Vicky got behind Nidhhi and plunged his cock back into her. She cried out and struggled to keep herself upright as Vicky began pounding into her.

Nidhhi was so focused on the rough fucking, she almost forgot about Chandra. But soon enough he reappeared, standing directly in front of Nidhhi, his erection bobbing right in front of her face. She felt her cheeks flush, wondering if she was now going to have to blow Vicky's dad.