Sex Journey With My Daughter

Devi: Our daughter was looking at us. You bloody know it and saying nothing. She is a child, you piece of shit. She does not know this at all.

She knows nothing about her beloved daughter. I was angry about my wife and horny about my daughter. I looked at my beautiful wife. She saw me. She realised I was angry and came close, saying

Devi: I am sorry, my dear.

She was about to reach my face with her hands. I grabbed those hands and took both of her hands back of her. I locked her with my left hand. I pushed my beautiful bitch wife towards the wall. She hit the wall firmly.

Devi: What the fuck are you doing?

Everyone says children look like their parents. But at that time, my wife looked like my daughter. What will happen now? She must bear the pain of my penis in Her bloody white pussy for giving birth to beautiful flesh like hers.

I was holding her, looking into her eyes lustfully. I put my right hand in her hair, pulled her beautiful head towards my ugly, unbrushed mouth, and started kissing my wife so badly. She broke the kiss and told

Devi: What happened to you today? You didn't even brush today. I can not have sex like this.

Me: (With a deep voice) You will. You fucking will.

Then I threw my bitch wife on the bed, holding her in my hands and jumped on top of her. I sat on her bloody thighs and put my hands on her boobs over her black blouse.

Devi: What happened to you today? Why are you so different today?

Me: Close your eyes and open your big fucking mouth.

Devi: But why?

I slapped my beautiful wife on her right cheek and told

Me: Just obey my orders.

Does she have any choice other than doing anything her husband tells her? No. She fucking doesn't. She closed her eyes as I told her. Now with a Big Gulp. I collected my dirty saliva and wet booger in my nose and spat in my wife's big pinkish mouth. Immediately, I closed her mouth so she could not spit that out.

Yes. She suffered. Bloody suffered to take into her stomach. But what choice does she have?

Devi (after talking my hands on her): What the fuck are you doing? I am sorry. I will never slap you again. Please leave me.

But I heard like, 'Please fuck, me.' I was horny thinking of my beautiful daughter. I see my daughter in her face. Then I stood on the ground, taking control of her head in my hands while she slept on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.

I saw her face once more before destroying it. I saw her throat too. She saw me too. Intrigued to know what I am going to do?

Devi: What are you waiting for? Bang it! You want this, right?

I slapped her once again hard on her right cheek this time. She was true. I will bang her throat for sure. She was used to it. But not my daughter. I want to bang my daughter's all holes. But I can not if my wife is home. So, I should satisfy with my beautiful wife only. Same old holes.

I held her head tightly. Very tightly. With one jet force. I rammed her bloody fucking throat so badly that she felt an increase in my size of dick. I fucked, fucked very hard, the same mouth. Again. And again.

She yelled without words beating the bed with her hands in pain. She should bear the pain to satisfy me. I did not give her any chance too. I heard some noise at the door. I looked in the mirror because it directly pointed to my door.

SHIT. BLOODY SHIT. I forgot to lock the door. And my beautiful daughter is watching us from the minute gap in the door. It seemed like she found out who fucked her last night. Because she was looking at my dick only. And I was so sure because I saw the same look on my daughter's face last night.

I let my wife loose, and my wife stood on her knees. My daughter went out, closing the door properly. I looked at my wife. She was angry. Very angry. 'CHAP,' one more slap on my left cheek.

Devi: Why are you doing this? What happened to you in two days only? You are different. You are a monster.

Yes, she was right. I was behaving like a monster with her. I never behaved like this with my wife. I told her.

Me: Sorry. I am sorry.

Devi: It has become fashionable to say sorry after doing ugly things to their loved ones.

I was horny about my daughter, and I saw my daughter in my wife. So I could not control myself. Lust hides everything. It is true. Then I started crying and hugged my beautiful wife. I kissed her the same lips that were sucking a moment ago.

Devi: You are crying? Don't, please. I enjoyed it. You know I like it rough. This body is yours, my dear. Do whatever you want.

Me: I am sorry. Sorry for what I am going to do to you now.

Then I sucked my beautiful wife's pussy holding her thighs tightly with my hands in bed. Later I fucked the same pussy. She moaned. Moaned very loud. She forgot that our daughter was home like her sound reached our home. She only has pain in her pussy.

And that same pain she was enjoying for the last 21 years. She came long ago. And now I felt my balls getting tighter. I came In her pussy. She was about to go into the bathroom before she told

Devi: (standing near bathroom door) What happened to you today?

Me: Nothing. Why so?

Devi: You are different today. I like the monster in you today. Today I came to know how you would feel if I was not home. I promise you. I will never go anywhere. NEVER leave you. I want you to fuck me like this every day.

'FUCK', I thought to myself. I want her to go. That was my plan so that I could improvise something with my daughter. Now I spoiled it also. I need to find other ways.

She went and took a bath. It was Saturday, and my daughter went to write her exam. It was a week off for my wife and me. We had three more rounds. She was done. She can take it anymore. But not me.

I can not stop thinking of my daughter anymore. It was midnight again. I can not sleep because my daughter's bare body comes into my mind after closing my eyes. So I made a choice.

I took the same mask again. And covered my whole body wearing jeans and Long sleeve T-shirt. And I put the same mask again on my face and closed our room door from outside.

This is when I dare too much to enter my daughter's room because she knows I came in last night. I have a plan. I do not know whether it will work or not. But I am going to try it.

I decided to fuck my daughter anyway. Because I cannot stop thinking of her. My wife is beautiful, but my daughter is gorgeous. She is fresh, like a new flower. I do not know whether I am doing any correctly or not. But when I have a chance, I do not want to waste it.

I once again checked whether I had locked my room door properly. I have a very good plan to execute, but I do not know whether it will execute or not. With that, I am ready to go.

I opened my future slave door. I was mesmerised by looking inside. My gorgeous daughter sat in front of the mirror with a pink blouse and green saree. She just now took a bath, it seems. Her hair was combed to one side, leaving her hair on her boobs to her navel. Magnifying her beauty.

She looked at me. My eyes were attracted towards her big almond eyes and big pink lips. She was combing her hair and looking at me. Her big melons were beautiful over her blouse under her shoulders as she kept her hands on her hair. What a visual I am looking for.

She stood up suddenly and slowly turned towards me, tensed. A big bulge again took place in my pants. Her hair stood in the same position, with her saree covering her left shoulder, leaving a part of the above cleavage on her right. Small water droplets dripped on the floor from her hair.

She coloured her hair in such a way that some of her hair looked brown. Her big pink lips and lipstick made me look at her curiously. She had big earrings too. She was perfect in size, like a film actress.

Her hair completely dried in no time. Magnified her gorgeous beauty to my lustful eyes. What a bitch my sperm had become. She spoke first

Preeti: Who are you? How did you enter our home? I saw all the doors were closed.

I stood silent. I kept my phone in my back pocket and looked forward to dialling a number when she looked on the other side. The moment had come, and I called my daughter slowly when she looked back.

Preeti: Shhh. Do not talk. My father is calling.

Then she took the call and answered.

Preeti (on the phone): Dad, my friends and I are having a group call on WhatsApp for the day after tomorrow's exam. I will talk to you tomorrow.

Then she hung up the call. This is what I expected from her. She should think I am not her father. And luckily, the plan had worked. And spoke to me again.

Preeti(to me): How did you come in?

I stood silent. She was not in the mood to tolerate it. I thought to go back and turned my back towards the door to leave. Suddenly I heard

Preeti: Wait! Do not leave. We will make a deal.

I signalled to her with my hands, "WHAT?"

Preeti: I broke up with my boyfriend. The asshole feared my father and left me. SO.

She was not at all telling anything. I took a marker from her room and wrote, "SO WHAT?" on the wall.

Preeti: I thought you were my father for a time. I underestimated him. The way he fucked my mom is unbelievable. He is also having the same dick and the same fucking style as yours. Just now, I was clarified.

I again patted the wall where I wrote with the marker

Preeti: So, I want you to fuck me very badly.

I thought of this how I was going to do it. But my bitch daughter gave me a whole new option to me. How can I deny it?

Preeti: You can do whatever you want to me. I readied in a saree by looking at my mom. I want to masturbate in a saree and feel what it looks like. But luckily, you showed up.

It was an awkward moment for me. But I can not deny the wonderful option of fucking my beautiful daughter.

Preeti: So, what do you say?

I showed her a thumbs-up symbol. She was very much happy about it.

Preeti: Then tear your fucking mask, then tear my fucking green saree and fuck me crazy.

I again wrote on the wall, "NO, I won't take my mask off", saying I signalled her thumbs-up if ok or thumbs-down if no. What option she has? It was a new pussy to want a dick inside of her. She turned up. And this is what I want.

Preeti: Go rough on me. It is ok. I will handle anything.

I opened my pants zip and took my black dick out. I was giving a handjob to myself while looking at her face.

Preeti: So, will you or do you want me to start?

I slowly went near her. She was feet less than me. I held her chin and yanked her head a little back. I thought, as a father, how can she offer her body to someone stranger? So, 'CHAP,' I hit her very hard for misbehaviour. And the father feeling died very soon in me.

Preeti:(angry) How dare you hit me, bastard? Even my father did not touch me till now.

I showed her my middle finger. And I grabbed her by the back and brown hair of hers and yanked the bitch to the wall. I grabbed her hair and draped it around my full rose-black dick. Then I put my dick in her mouth, and her hair draped to my dick.

I first patted her lovely face with my dick. I completely took her head in my hands while holding her silky hair. I first kept my balls in her mouth and pinned her head towards the wall while holding her silky hair. Bloody Bitch suffers so that I can get pleasure. She wants it because she told it.

She put her hands near my back pocket with no other option. Now she is not my daughter. She is my slave. And she knows it better than me. I pounded her face repeatedly as water droplets dripped from her eyes. I found her pain pleased me so much. Bloody Bitch.

I took my dick out and went far. Her hair around my dick slowly fell on the ground as she bent on the ground. Her hair was mixed with the sweat of my dick and her saliva and a little bit of pre-cum. I loved it. Loved it.

Preeti (while moving her head up): What the...?

Before completing her sentence, 'CHAP.' I slapped her again on her gorgeous face.

Preeti: What the...?

'CHAP,' one more slap. With that, she understood she should remain silent. Then she kept silent.

And slowly, she bent down. I did not wear any shoes or chappal. She came near my feet and put her tongue on them. Then she started licking it as a dog. Just like a dog. She was a bitch. And I treated her like that only. I spit on her dress.

I grabbed her by the neck and slapped her again. The dog needs punishment. I grabbed hold of her Pallu and removed her saree in one go. Then I saw her beautiful pink blouse. Holding her blouse from either side, I tore her blouse into pieces. And I cut the petticoat with the scissor in her room.

She was naked. Just like the day she was born. I squeezed her boobs. Again. And again. For which she was giving soft moans. I squeezed till my heart desired. Then I threw the bitch on her bed. I fucking jumped on her after undressing myself except wearing the mask on my head.

I sat on her vagina part. 'CHAP,' I slapped her tits, once, twice, thrice. The count goes on, for which she has no other option but to moan. 'CHAP,' I slapped her face. This also has no count. In no time, her upper body turned dark red because of my beating. I looked at her for some time.

Preeti: Do not stop. Continue. Let it become red. Please continue.

With that ugly permission, I slapped her even more. I slept on her. Then licked her earrings first. Then licked her face where I slapped her. Then spat some saliva out on her hair. And I did her some hair massage. She was enjoying it.

Preeti: Please come and fuck me daily.

I do not know whether this will happen or not. But I will try. Because fucking a virgin pussy is luck.

Then in the missionary position, I fucked her hard. Very hard. I closed her mouth with my mouth while I fuck her wet pussy hard again and again. I bit her neck many times while I fuck her wet and craving pussy.

I took her hair back in the bed of her hair and pulled the bitch's hair roughly, for which she moaned, "Aaahhh." Then I let her loose as she should not moan loudly.

I fucked. And fucked very hard till my heart desired more and more. The way I fuck her is more ethnic and fresh. My complete sweat touched her bare body. In no time, she started crying.

Preeti:(while crying) Please, slow. Aaahhh. Please.

No please to me. She should suffer that pain so that I can get pleasure. She was also enjoying but not telling me anything as down of her was paining like hell. After ten minutes, I came in her pussy after hers. I stood like that for some time and kneeled on my legs on the bed.

She immediately grabbed my dick and licked it clean. Then I pissed on her in the bed, for which she was shocked and told.

Preeti: What the fuck did you do? Where the hell should I sleep?

I slapped her on the face and showed her with my hands to sleep on the ground. I completed my pissing on the bed, grabbed her by the neck, and pinned her towards the pissed area on the bed. I left her, for which she rose with piss in her mouth and face.

Preeti: I hate it. But I will get used to it.

In no time, I readied myself and went out before she told

Preeti: Please do visit me whenever you want.

With that, I left the room silently and slept. For the next month, I fucked my wife in the morning and daughter in the night with a mask on my face. I never revealed myself to my daughter. I used to different sex positions with both. I want to do with both, which never happens.

After a month, I was fed up fucking them both. So I slept for more than usual. I woke up to the loud noises of my wife and the loud cry of my daughter. I went out to the hall to check on them. My wife was yelling at my daughter, to which my daughter had no answer. I went near them and asked.

Me(to both): (in a sleepy mood) What happened, Ladies?

There was silence for the next few minutes. So I asked them again, to which my wife replied.

Devi: She is pregnant.

FUCK. All my sleep was gone. I completely forgot to put condom while fucking my daughter. How the hell did I miss this? My daughter gave me the biggest surprise gift and a shock to my wife.

My wife was angry about who was responsible for it. My daughter is also clueless about the same, who is responsible for it. Deep down, only I know what both people don't. I am responsible. I am the main culprit.

I was given a surprise shock by my daughter, that she is pregnant. My wife was so angry at her. She asked her many times which is the reason for it was. But the poor daughter does not know who it is.

It was crystal clear in my mind that whatever happened, I should tell them who was the reason for it. But before that, I want to have last sex with my beautiful bitch wife and slave daughter individually.

My wife was furious about my daughter and locked her inside her room. She sat in our room while I was thinking of how to tell them that I was the main reason for it.

It was a strange feeling for me because I thought I was fucking my sperm. But lately, I realised that I put sperm in my grown-up sperm. I was laughing at the same time while feeling guilty. I decided to tell them after one final fuck individually.

I went to my room and locked the door from the inside. My super hot wife sat on the bed while crying. I was nearing her, and she looked at me with red, watery eyes. I know what she is feeling but kept silent.

I went near her and took my 65 kilos wife in my lap. I put my hands on her cheeks and rubbed the water droplets from her beautiful almond eyes. I rubbed and then kissed her cheek, and she spoke.

Devi: How can she do so?

Me: It happens at this age. Do not worry. We will sort it out.

Devi: What the fuck are you talking about? Don't you have any responsibility towards her?

I was in my place about to put my hands on her boobs but stopped as she was saying

Devi: We did not have children after her just because we thought one was enough. She should have at least known to use protection while doing such things.

Now I placed my hand on her boobs over her black saree. And started squeezing, to which she replied

Devi: Bloody fucking idiot. I am not in the mood to do this thing. How can you do after all?

My wife embarrassed me badly, as every woman does to her husband. I was helpless and madly decided to fuck her. Because I do not know how she would react if she founds that I am responsible for our daughter's situation.

So whatever happens, I have to fuck my wife so badly now. I bloody want to tear her clothes with my hands and lick every inch of her body and deep throat her. Then fuck her pussy forcefully if she does not accept.

Me: Do you think I am not angry? I do not want to show it!

I again placed my hands on her boobs. She can not refuse now.

Me: Daily, I go to duty, and you are alone with her. You should know it.

Now I started squeezing my wife's boobs very badly. She was moaning aloud while crying for our daughter.

Me: I am turning my anger into horny towards you. You better cooperate else I will fuck you without your consent.

I fastened my squeezing. Her spongy boobs were sagging and wanting to get out of her blouse. With no other choice, she told

Devi: Ok. Please be calm and Sort this thing out afterwards.

I had spoken very confidently with her maintaining my voice high. But if she finds out the truth, she will surely kill me because she is very conventional. It has been so long since I tasted my wife.

First, I made her sit on my face and ate the white pussy hard while she moaned like hell. I did not taste her for long because I was not in the mood to please her. I am in a mood to get pleased by her.

In a split minute, I tore all her clothes except her lingerie and bra. My ugly black cock popped out vigorously while I removed my shorts down. She saw it touched it, and told

Devi: Looking at your hood tells me you need me in every possible way.