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"Ooh, Daddy, he's putting it in me. It's so big, Daddy... So big."

Unable to believe what was happening, Ramdas laid on the hotel bed, struggling with his bonds and listening to his daughter's lust-filled voice as the guy named Bunny stuffed her pussy with his cock.

21-year-old Gouri was on her way to college and Ramdas had taken time off from work to drive her there. Taking the scenic route stretched the otherwise day-and-half drive into four short days with stops at various attractions they'd visited during past vacations; a kind of greatest hits excursion before she started college and grew up too much. The first two nights they'd stayed at hotel chains with the good wi-fi and free continental breakfasts. But this third night they were staying at a little mom-&-pop place with cottages rather than multiple floors. They'd stayed there in the past and knew it to be clean, with a little restaurant where they could get simple, homestyle meals.

It was during dinner that Ramdas had first noticed the three men who were presently molesting his daughter while he lay hog-tied. At the time there hadn't been anything special about the men, just a part of the 20 or so diners in the restaurant. Even the fact that they'd obviously admired Gouri didn't stand out, since men usually noticed her.

His daughter had sweet, girl-next-door looks and her long hair she'd inherited from her mother. She also had a petite, body with full B-cup breasts and a firm, round ass. In fact, she looked a lot like her mother had when Ramdas had first met her in college. They'd been married after graduating and started their lives together, quickly bringing Gouri into the world. And life had been good . . . until Gouri's mother had run off with some guy she'd met at work. Gouri had been eleven then, and Ramdas had raised her ever since as a single parent.

He'd protected her all those years.

But now he couldn't.

Now she was at the mercy of the three men.

Not that she seemed to be minding it too much.

Ramdas had worked hard to raise his daughter well and from all accounts he'd been successful. She'd ran track, got good grades, and had been accepted into a fine college. While he didn't fool himself into believing she was an angel and suspected she'd been sexually active for some time now, she hadn't been ended up pregnant.

And from what he was witnessing, his suspicions were justified.

After dinner they'd taken a walk on a trail through the woods behind the motel, laughing at the dozens of squirrels and oohing over a couple deer. Returning at dusk they'd walked past the three men sitting in front of another cottage, drinking beer and talking . . . and watching the father and daughter pass, their attentions mainly on Gouri.

After showering, Ramdas had donned the gym shorts he slept in and plopped into a chair to watch some TV while Gouri showered. When she reappeared, she had her hair pulled back in a sporty ponytail and was wearing a t-shirt with a pair of gym shorts. Ramdas couldn't help admiring the way the shirt followed the delicate curves of her pert, braless breasts and how the shorts hugged her ass. He told himself he shouldn't be looking at her that way, but he couldn't help himself, she just looked so much like her mother had at that age.

Sitting on her bed, Gouri messed with her phone while Ramdas watched TV.

Then came the knock on their door.

"Yea? Who is it?" Ramdas called, standing up and stepping over to the door.

"Yea, man. I dinged your car out here," a man's voice came through the barrier. "It ain't bad, but I wanted to maybe get your info to give my insurance company."

"Let me check it out," Ramdas said, opening the door.

Later he'd tell himself that that was where he'd made the mistake . . . that he should've peered out the window first. But he hadn't. And that gave the men the opening they needed.

As he was pulling the door open it was shoved hard from the other side, knocking him back, and the three men rushed in. At over six-foot, Ramdas was not a small man. He was in good shape too. But these guys were just as big . . . just as strong . . . and had the element of surprise as well as superior numbers on their side. While the first one through the door grabbed him in a chokehold, the second snagged up his legs, removing any leverage he might have found. The third slammed the door shut behind him as he dove at Gouri, wrapping her up in his arms and pinning her to her bed, his hand covering her mouth to silence her screams. The two holding Ramdas dropped him onto the other bed, Chokehold pinning him in place with his face buried in the mattress while the other guy bound his ankles with zip-ties. Then they pulled his arms behind him, zip-tied his wrists, and tied a gag over his mouth.

With him immobilized and gagged, the two men joined their friend in wrangling Gouri. Ramdas tried yelling at them to leave his daughter alone, but the gag made his curses muffled gibberish. With dread filling him, he struggled with the idea of rolling over . . . of turning his back to the scene. But he didn't know if that would be better or worse for Gouri and in the end he stayed where he was, telling himself that he was doing it for her, to offer her some condolence with his eyes.

And initially that was the reason.

But as things progressed his reason changed.

Dragging Gouri off the bed, the men stood her up. One of them stood behind her and pinned her arms there, while another stood to the side with his hand clamped over her mouth. The third guy stood in front of her, his eyes crawling down over her body.

Standing there, Gouri's body shuddered slightly and her fear-filled eyes darted over at her father. A few strands of her hair that had come loose from the ponytail during the tussle were stuck to her cheek.

"You are one beautiful little piece of ass," the one in front of her hissed. "Isn't she beautiful, Jai?"

"Fucking gorgeous, Bunny," the one holding her arms agreed.

"Ok, Sweetie, this is the deal," Bunny started. "First, Frank's gonna take his hand off your mouth and you are not gonna scream or anything. You're gonna be all kinds of quiet. Understand?"

Having turned her eyes to him as he talked, Gouri nodded meekly.

"Good. That's good," Bunny said. "But before he removes his hand I wanna make sure you understand. You start screamin' and I'm gonna smack ya real hard. You don't want that, do ya?"

Gouri slowly shook her head "no," a tear running down her cheek.

"Ok then." Bunny gave Frank a nod and the hand was pulled away from her mouth.

There was a long pause as they waited to see if she was going to behave. Which she did, the only sounds coming from her quiet sobs.

"That's a good girl," Bunny said, being convinced that she'd behave. "Now, what's your name?"

Taking a few deep breaths and sniffling, Gouri tried stifling her sobs.

"Look, Girl," Bunny pressed when she didn't answer, his voice strained. "I don't wanna hurt ya, so tell us your name?"

"Go-Go-Gouri," she stammered nervously, her frightened eyes darting between him and her father.

 

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"Gouri, huh," Bunny's tone relaxed and he brushed the hairs away from her cheek. "How old are you Gouri?"

"21," she whispered, trying to pull away from his touch.

"21," Bunny's fingers caressed her cheek. "You aren't a virgin, are ya?"

Gouri's cheeks grew red and her eyes shot over to her father. The embarrassment in them made him want to tell her that it was alright, to assure her that he wouldn't be upset with her. But the gag prevented him, so he tied saying it with his eyes.

"I asked if you're a virgin, Gouri!" Bunny demanded.

Her eyes snapped back to him, her bottom lip quivering.

"N-No," she whispered, her face falling, her eyes staring at the floor.

"So ya do have an idea of what's in store for ya, don't ya?"

After taking a shuddering breath she nodded.

"Good." Bunny cupped her chin and lifted her face. "And what do you think 'about me and my friends fucking your sweet little body, Gouri?"

Her lip quivered more as his lewd words filled the cottage.

"Ple-Please don't hurt us," she whispered, a couple more tears streaming down her cheeks. "Please."

"Well, Gouri, that really depends on you," Bunny told her. "If you behave yerself... let us have our fun without any drama, there's no reason we can't all go our separate ways afterwards."

"Pro-Promise?" She whispered.

Ramdas was proud of the courage she showed as she held his gaze, waiting for the answer . . . even if that courage was false.

"Yeah, Gouri. I promise," Bunny chuckled.

With that, the molestation of Ramdas's precious little girl began . . . the taking of her body that would show him just how much of a woman she had become and would make her whimper out such phrases as the one at the beginning.

As Bunny leaned in to kiss her, she tried turning away, her body tensing. But his hand on her chin and Jai pinning her arms behind her kept her in place. Pressing his lips against hers, Bunny slid his hand back to cuff the back of her head, holding her still. A second later his other hand came up to one of her breasts, his fingers squeezing and molding the pliant mound through her shirt.

Unable to do anything else, Ramdas lay on the bed watching while Frank walked over to the chair he'd been sitting in and spun it around. Taking a seat, the guy grinned as he too watched Bunny and Gouri.

After a few minutes Ramdas thought he saw some of the tension leave Gouri's body, her muscles seeming to soften, as her mouth opened to accept Bunny's tongue. Jai must have noticed this too as a moment later her arms rolled out to her sides, freed. They dangled there, her fingers tensing against the tops of her legs, while Jai strolled over to take a seat on the empty bed. Ramdas stared at his daughter in shock as over the next few minutes her response to grew in more animated; she started kissing him back, and her body shifted to push her breast into his hand. Then her hands tentatively lifted, as if to reach out to him. Midway they hesitated, then dropped back down, her fingers tensing at her sides some more before they hesitantly lifted partway again.

Recognizing the signs of her enjoying what was happening, he told himself that it was for their benefit. To allow the men to have their fun without any drama so that father and daughter would be left alone afterwards. After all, that's what Bunny had promised.

He didn't yet know all that would unfold to make him question this assumption.

But it didn't take long.

Movement in his peripheral vision drew his attention to Frank who was taking his boots and socks off. Then he stood up and pulled his shirt off before dropping his pants and underwear, releasing a semi-hard cock. Ramdas understood that while he, himself, was no porn star, he did have a larger than average cock. And from what he could tell, Frank was about the same size.

"Hey Bunny," Frank growled as he sat back down and began stroking himself.

It took a minute for Bunny to break the kiss. When he did pull away he smiled down at Gouri, his hands remaining in place, and she opened her eyes to return his gaze, her teeth catching her lip.

"You enjoyin' this?" Bunny chuckled, more of a statement than a question.

Instead of answering Gouri looked away, her eyes darting around the room until they froze on Frank and the now fully erect cock in his hand.

"You ever suck a cock, Girl?" Frank grinned over at her.

Again, she didn't answer. She just stood there, silently staring.

"Come on, Gouri," Bunny pressed, his one hand dropping away from her breast while the other slid down to cuff the back of her neck, using it to make her step toward his buddy. "Frank asked if you've ever sucked a cock before?"

A few steps later Gouri stood submissively before Frank, with Bunny towering at her side, his hand keeping hold of her neck. From the bed Ramdas's eyes instinctively slid down to where her engorged nipples were obviously poking at her shirt. While he figured he must have seen this before on a chilly morning, he'd never taken notice of it until now.

"So have ya?" Bunny insisted.

Lifting her gaze, she glanced over at Ramdas, a mixture of emotions in her expression, not the least of which was embarrassment.

"Don't worry about Daddy," Bunny chuckled. "He's gonna be seein' things that'll make anythin' you tell us unimportant."

"I-I tried a couple times," she whispered.

"She tried!" Frank laughed.

"What do ya mean ya tried?" Bunny asked.

"I-I... I wasn't very good," she whispered.

"Well, today's your lucky day," Frank grinned. "Cause I love teaching sweet lil' things like you how to suck my cock."

"Bu-But..." she seemed to start to protest.

"Remember, no drama, Gouri," Bunny reminded her, pressing down on her neck to force her to her knees between Frank's legs. As her hands came to rest on the man's thighs Bunny released her neck and moved over to sit in the room's other chair.

Gouri knelt there, gazing at Frank's cock, her expression showing uncertainty. After a moment he released himself to take her hand and draw it toward him. He only had to nudge it along though, as she quickly reached out for him and his hand came away. As her fingers wrapped themselves around his thick shaft a quiet sigh slipped past her lips and she started jerking on him.

"Not so rough, Girl," Frank grimaced. "Loosen yer grip a little and slow down."

Gouri's eyes shot up, a mixture of fear and apology in her expression. But she must have followed his instruction.

"That's better," Frank grinned, his hand reaching out to fill itself with her ponytail and pushing her face down toward his crotch. "Now lick it."

Looking up through the tops of her eyes, Gouri let him push her mouth to his cock. Then she laid her tongue against it and ran it up and down the rigid pole, her hand moving it around so she could lick the entire thing.

"That's good, Sweetie," Frank sighed. "That's real good. Lick the head... Roll yer tongue over it."

Brining her tongue to the cockhead she did as instructed.

"Oh yea," Frank smiled down at her, his eyes gleaming. "Put it in yer mouth."

Unceremoniously, Gouri slid her lips over his cockhead and down onto the first inches of his shaft. Stopping there, she looked up at him, questioning.

"Yea, that's good. Move yer tongue over it just like that, Sweetie. Oh yea. That's it," he sighed. "Just keep doin' that and I'll help ya with the rest."

Using his hold on her ponytail he pushed her mouth onto him further, then pulled her back up, nearly removing himself from her mouth before pushing her down again. Back and forth he worked her, pushing on her head, pulling on her hair, making her slowly fuck his cock with her mouth. Soon he was pushing her down to where her lips touched her fingers.

"Oh yea, Sweetie, that feels good," Frank moaned, making her move a little faster. "Oh yea. Show Daddy how you suck cock."

Ramdas had fallen into a trance-like daze watching Frank use his daughter's mouth when the mad said this. At first he wondered why Frank would say such a thing and he reflexively glanced up at his face. Seeing him gazing down at Gouri and not over at Ramdas, he figured he hadn't actually meant him, but was just using the word provocatively. His eyes quickly dropped back to his daughter who was looking at him. As they made eye contact something - embarrassment maybe - flashed in her eyes and she looked away, returning her gaze to Frank as he continued using her mouth for his pleasure.

"Isn't that good, Sweetie?" Frank grinned down at her.

"Mmm," she mewed quietly in response.

"You are likin' it! Ain't ya, Sweetie," Frank chuckled. "You like suckin' cock."

This time no response came, she was silent . . . for the moment.

Ramdas watched her lips slide back and forth on Frank's cock, saw the rigid pole glistening with her saliva. His curious gaze once more traveled down to her chest where her firm breasts were rolling with her body's motion, her proud nipples still poking at her shirt. Further down, her shorts had ridden up slightly on her soft thigh.

"Stroke the base now, Sweetie," Frank told her. "Oh yea. Like that."

"I want a beer," Jai announced, standing up. Walking over to the door, he opened it and bent down. When he turned around he held an open 12-pack. Ramdas guessed they'd placed it outside his door when knocking, either expecting things to unfold as they had, or planning to use the offer of a beer as a further ruse to get the door open. Snagging a can from inside the box, Jai handed it to Bunny, then took one for himself and set the case on the floor before reclaiming his seat on the bed to continue watching the girl suck his friend's cock.

 

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"Oh yea, Sweetie, that's it," Frank groaned, his hand pushing and pulling her head. "Show Daddy how you like suckin' cock. Show us all how you like it."

Although Ramdas again assumed the phrasing wasn't about him, he was aware of how his body was reacting to things. His primal instincts were making his mind and body think and act in ways he didn't believe appropriate. His eyes continued grazing over his daughter's enticing body . . . his mind thinking of it in such terms. And within his shorts his own cock was throbbing to life. He told himself it shouldn't be happening, that this forced violation of his daughter should not be arousing him.

But it was.

Watching her willingly tug on Frank's cock while letting him pump her mouth on and off it was making him hard.

"Now, Sweetie, it's time for ya to learn how to deep throat a cock," Frank groaned, stopping her head with only his cockhead in her mouth.

Staring up at him, Gouri's eyes shot open wide with alarm.

Ramdas's breath caught in his throat. Experience told him that some women could manage the task with little difficulty, while others couldn't do it at all, not without negative consequences. And he anxiously waited to see which category his little girl would fall into.

"Just relax and let it happen," Frank told her, his hand applying pressure to the back of her head again. "Relax and let it slide all the way in."

Gouri's eyes closed and she swallowed hard a couple times as she lifted herself up slightly on her knees, adjusting herself for the cock's trajectory. Centimeter by centimeter her lips slid down along Frank's shaft until they touched her fingers. They stopped there . . . for a second.

"Move yer hand away," Frank ordered.

Obediently, she moved her hand to his thigh. Frank applied more pressure . . . her lips slid down . . . down . . . down . . . to the shaft's very base.

Ramdas waited for the sounds of her gagging. And when none came, his own cock throbbed eagerly.

"Oh yea," Frank groaned, holding her there for a moment before allowing her to pull back. "That was good, Sweetie."

As her lips drew back up to under his cockhead and paused Ramdas watched Frank's arm, excitedly waiting for it to tense and push her back down. But before he could, Gouri slid her lips onto him . . . all on her own. This sent excited lust raging through him . . . made his cock throb even harder.

"Fuck yea," Frank crowed.

Gouri held Frank's entire length in her mouth and throat for a moment, then slowly pulled back. As her lips came to under the head again her hand returned to the base, her fingers wrapping around the shaft and she started pumping her lips back and forth without any guidance.

"Oh yea, Sweetie," Frank moaned. "Suck my cock like a good girl."

"Mmm," she mewed around his shaft, her head bobbing up and down. After a couple minutes she slid her lips down to the very base once more and held him in her throat for a moment before drawing back up and returning her fingers around the base.

"Oh fuck yea," Frank groaned with pleasure. "That's it, Sweetie, show Daddy you like it. Show Daddy what a naughty lil' cock sucker ya are."

Being thoroughly focused on his baby girl eagerly sucking and deep throating the cock, Ramdas barely heard the words this time. Against his best wishes he was reflexively pressing his rock-hard cock down into the mattress beneath him.

"Oh yea, Sweetie," Frank groaned as his hips started humping up at her descending mouth. His free hand joined the other at the back of her head and he took back control, once again pushing and pulling her head as he pleased. "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum and yer gonna swallow it."

"Mmm!" The concern in Gouri's whimper was tinged with excitement.

"Oh yea, Sweetie," Frank groaned, his grip tightening to hold her head still as his hips bucked at her face. "I'm gonna shoot my load in yer pretty lil' mouth."

Up and down his hips humped . . .

His cock pumping into her mouth . . .

Along her lips . . .

Using it for his pleasure . . .

Fucking it like a pussy . . .

"Oh! Swallow it, Sweetie!" He growled as he froze, his head rolling back.

Before him, Gouri worked feverishly to do as instructed. A couple times she almost gagged, but she managed to swallow his entire load without too much difficulty. Then, when he'd obviously finished, she kept his cock in her mouth, slipping her lips down partway.

"Mmm. Mmm," she mewed, her hand tugging at the base.

Ramdas stared in amazement at his sweet little girl milking the cock she'd just brought to climax with her mouth. Although he knew it was wrong, he felt a primal lust roiling through him as he continued pressing his own rigid member down into the mattress.

"Yer daughter's one hell of a cock sucker," Frank chuckled, drawing his attention up to see the man looking over at him, a broad grin on his face.

Gouri pulled her mouth from him and dropped back on her hunches. Slowly turning her face to Ramdas, she released Frank's withering cock to reach up and wipe away a dribble of cum at the corner of her mouth. As their eyes met Ramdas tried reading her thoughts, and in her unfocused, hazy gaze he thought he recognized . . . something. But he quickly dismissed it as being too insane. Still, he knew her smoldering eyes and lax features meant she had indeed enjoyed pleasuring Frank.

Damn! His mind reeled with the thought . . . and the ones that quickly followed.

"Come 'ere," Bunny said, interrupting those thoughts. Stepping up behind her, he grabbed her arm and pulled Gouri to her feet, turning her around to face him. As he grinned down at her, her own gaze fell to the floor. "Did ya enjoy yourself?"

Gouri didn't answer. She just stood there, her hands fidgeting at her sides. Her pert breasts rose and fell delicately under her shirt with her shallow breaths, their engorged nipples standing out prominently.

"Yea, ya did," Bunny answered for her. "Now, what do ya say we see those pretty titties of yours?"

Standing there, biting at her lip with her eyes downcast, Gouri didn't move.

"Give her somethin' ta drink, Bunny," Frank said, getting up from the chair to step over to pull a beer from the pack and open it. "She just swallowed her first load of cum. She's probably thirsty."

"Are ya thirsty, Gouri?" Bunny asked.

With a little nod Gouri accepted the offered can. Lifting it to her lips, she took a long sip from it then let her arm fall to her side again.

Frank grabbed a fresh beer for himself and strolled back over to the chair.

"Better?" Bunny chuckled, taking the can from Gouri and handing over to Jai who set it on one of the nightstands.

Gouri nodded in answer.

"Now how 'bout takin' that shirt off so we can see yer titties?" Bunny pressed.

Gouri's eyes rose up, understanding dawning in them. She hadn't understood that he'd meant for her to remove the shirt before, but now she did. Closing her eyes, her hands moved to its hem and she gradually lifted it . . . higher and higher . . . first exposing her flat tummy . . . then the bottom of her breasts . . . then her swollen nipples appeared . . . and finally her full breasts. They were firm and luscious upon her chest, fronted by her full, yet delicate, pink nipples. Pulling the shirt off over her head she let her arms fall to her sides again, one hand loosely holding the shirt.

"Fuck, those are nice," Bunny sighed, his hands coming up to cup her tits, his fingers squeezing them . . . molding them.

"Ooh," Gouri sighed with a slight tremor.

Bunny cupped and fondled her pert mounds for a few moments, his fingers toying with her engorged nipples . . . teasing them . . . tweaking them.

"Let's see what's under her shorts," Frank declared.

"That's a good idea," Jai chuckled.

"Gouri, are ya wearing any panties?" Bunny asked.

Without opening her eyes, she softly nodded.

"Of course ya are. You're a good girl," Bunny smiled, releasing her breasts and taking a step back. "Leaving your panties on, I want ya to slip your shorts off now."

Still with closed eyes, Gouri's fingers hooked the short's waistband . . . pushed it down. After about an inch the pink elastic waistband of her panties appeared . . . then her soft pink panties were gradually revealed, their cotton material dipping down over her pelvis and running upward across the middle of her asscheeks. When the shorts were halfway down her thighs she let them fall into a puddle around her feet.

"That is one nice ass," Frank groaned from the chair.

"My, my," Bunny grinned, gazing down at her crotch.

"She has been enjoying herself," Jai sighed, also staring at her crotch.

"What say we let Daddy see this," Bunny chuckled, his hand coming to her arm and making her turn toward Ramdas. "It seems your daughter likes our company."

The rationale behind his comment was immediately clear to Ramdas as Gouri stepped out of the puddle of shorts and spread her feet a few inches apart to steady herself. Where her panties covered her sex there was a damp spot, its darker shade obvious in the panties soft pink color. Ramdas's cock throbbed eagerly as he stared at that wet spot and he had to fight the urge to press himself down into the mattress with his daughter facing him. His eyes crawled up over her tummy to her luscious breasts, seeing the twin mounds directly for the first time, the firm orbs rising and falling with her shallow breathes, fronted by her engorged pink nipples. His gaze climbed higher to see the strands of hair hanging at the sides of her face, her ponytail having come partially unraveled. A few strands of her hair stuck to her lax features and her eyes smoldered under heavy lids.

 

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"Daddy?" She whispered, her voice a combination of desire and concern.

With his eyes, Ramdas tried conveying to her that it'd be okay.

"Damn, she is a sweet thing," Bunny grinned, stepping up to scoop her up in his arms and turning to drop her onto the bed where Jai sat.

She bounced once then settled into place near the bed's center, kind of profile to Ramdas. Her head lay on a pillow and her hands came to rest at the edges of it, her fingers scratching at the case. Her feet slid across the bedspread, her legs shifting . . . spreading.

Standing at the foot of the bed, Jai and Bunny stripped. Like with Frank, Ramdas reflexively gauged the sizes of their cocks. While Jai's appeared to be slightly smaller than him and Frank, Bunny looked a little bigger in both length and girth. Once naked, Bunny reached out and hooked the waistband of her panties. As he drew them down, Gouri brought her legs together and lifted her ass, assisting him. Then, as he pulled them off and tossed them aside, her feet slid across the covers again, her legs scissoring . . . spreading open . . . her knees bending . . . straightening . . . bending.

"Fuck, that's beautiful," Bunny groaned, gazing between her legs.

"Sure is," Jai agreed.

"Daddy," she sighed heavily, turning to face Ramdas.

Looking at her smoldering gaze, seeing her lay there, displaying herself like that, Ramdas was amazed. Again he tried convincing himself that she was just doing it for their satisfaction, to protect him and her. But somehow he knew that while it may have started that way . . . things had changed.

And while her actions surprised him, his own response was even more confusing. He wondered desperately what the men were seeing . . . what his daughter's pussy looked like. The thought made him press his throbbing manhood down into the mattress even as he struggled with guilt.

Frank was curious too. Strolling over to the foot of the bed to take a look, he let out a low, appreciative whistle before grabbing a fresh beer and returning to the chair.

"I can't wait to feel that pussy on my cock," Bunny declared, climbing onto the bed to kneel between her legs. Reaching past her, he grabbed the bed's other pillow. Sliding his empty hand under her ass, he lifted it and stuffed the pillow under it.

Turning to watch him, Gouri's hips rolled delicately in invitation. Moving up, Bunny gripped her waist with one hand . . . used the other to guide himself to her. Their position and her bent leg kept Ramdas from seeing the specifics, but he did see Bunny leaning in . . . saw Gouri's hips pause mid-roll...

"Ooh," she mewed.

"Fuck, that's tight," Bunny groaned, his forward progress being stopped. He pulled back slightly . . . pressed forward . . . stopped . . . pulled back . . . pushed forward.

"Ooh, Daddy, he's putting it in me," Gouri whimpered, her fingers clawing at the pillowcase. "It's so big, Daddy... So big."

"Fuckin' A," Frank sighed from the chair.

Conflicting thoughts and sensations continued tormenting Ramdas. Part of him was incensed by what was happening . . . this uninvited assault on his little girl. But the other half was rampant with arousal. And even as he cursed himself for it, he pressed his throbbing cock harder and harder into the mattress under him.

"Fuck, that's good," Bunny growled, his emptied hand grabbing her waist like the other. He held himself inside her for a moment . . . the two of them rolling their hips . . . grinding against one another.

"Ooh God!" Gouri moaned out. "Ooh Daddy. He put it in me... He put his... his... Oh God!"

Then Bunny began to fuck her, his hips pulling back . . . pushing forward . . . pulling . . . pushing.

"Ooh. Ooh God," she whimpered, her body rocking upon the bed.

Slipping his arms under her legs, Bunny hooked them in the crooks of his elbows. Then he gripped her hips, his fingers extending under her ass to lift it off the pillow and hold her suspended as he rocked his hips back and forth . . . fucking her.

"Ooh God!" Gouri moaned, her hands reaching out to claw at the bedspread.

While Bunny continued fucking her, his hips rocking back and forth, Jai climbed onto the bed and moved up beside her on the far side from Ramdas. Reaching down, he took one of her breasts in each hand and began fondling them, his fingers squeezing.

"Ooh," Gouri whimpered, her back arching slightly. Laying there, her ass suspended in Bunny's grasp, her body shifted and rocked on the bed. Her head slowly lolled from side-to-side a few times, then settled with the back of her head toward her father.

After a minute Jai leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth.

"Ooh God," Gouri moaned, her back arching higher and her hand coming to the back of his head. "Ooh God."

"Tell yer daddy what we're doin'," Bunny told her. "Tell him what yer lettin' us do."

"Ooh Daddy. They're... he's touchin' me... suckin' my titty," she mewed without hesitation, her face turning towards him as a shudder rolled through her body, making her lip quiver.

"What am I doin'?" Bunny pressed, his hips pumping between her legs.

"Ooh, Daddy. He's... He's... Ooh Daddy," she whimpered, hesitant to say it.

"Fuck, that's hot," Bunny growled, driving himself into her faster . . . his cock pistoning in and out of her pussy . . . generating wet, slapping sounds.

Pulling his mouth from her nipple, Jai rose up on his knees and her hand dropped to her side. Releasing her tits, he moved up beside her head, cock in hand.

 

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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."