Daughter:Dad,s wife

My name is Dipa. I am from India. This is the story of how I became
new wife of my Dad and mother of his baby.

Mom died when I was just admitted in college 1st year. One day I came
home from my college that day in late December and found Dad sitting
in the living room looking like his world had collapsed. When I asked
what was wrong, he said nothing. I knew that he attended one marriage
ceremony (one of his friend who is hardly two years junior to him)
yesterday night. I had suspected that something was going on.

I didn’t want to leave Dad all alone – he had taken it real hard when
Mom died. They had been married for over 19 years when she died. I
had hoped Christmas would cheer things up, but it turned into a
real ‘downer’ for us both. Dad’s only 36 ( He got married at the age
of 17 only & then my mother was only 15 years old) and a nice looking
guy. He’s about 5’11” and 153 lbs. or so, in good shape. I told him
to get a date – go out and celebrate New Years – live it up a little.
He was single again.

On New Year’s eve I bought a large bottles of whiskey . I was
determined to liven things up. I never drink, even wine, so I didn’t
realize how much whiskey I had purchased for just two people. That
evening after a late dinner, I went upstairs and showered. I guess
subconsciously I may have wanted to turn Dad on. I remember admiring
myself in the mirror. At 5’2″ and a 34-28-35 figure, I thought I
looked pretty good ( most probably better than his friends wife who
got married few days back). I put on my saree (Indian dress) and went
downstairs to welcome in the New Year with Dad.

He was sitting on the sofa with his stocking feet up on the coffee
table watching the TV – it was 10:30, so we had an hour and a half
before the ball dropped.

“Happy New Year! Let’s do a little celebrating!” I poured the whiskey
in the glasses, and gave one to him. He was not ready to drink
initially. But I told him, “Dad, you are my only friend and after the
death of my mother. I do not go out too with my friends just for you
now can’t you have beer with me. Dad, don’t break my heart, please
Dad” I made him emotional. He got up smilingly and got the whiskey
with some roasted Chicken in a plate. but later on he started sipping
it up.

After one glass he said that he wouldn’t take another glass. But I
said, “Please Dad, you are my only friend, Please have one more.”
Slowly and surely she started becoming emotional and put one of his
arm around my shoulder and while sipping the whiskey. In the next
hour we finished the bottle. I know he was more relaxed and loose
than he had been all year. I was definitely beginning to feel the

I turned the overhead lights off. It was so warm that I loose my
saree (Indian dress) and sat back down, cuddling up to him as he put
his arm around me. My left hand was resting lightly on top his thigh.
We talked freely each other. Then I asked him why he feels so sad. I
am doing all the jobs what my mother used to do. Is there anything
left. When a nice slow song came on, I pulled him up and said, “Let’s
dance. Dance with me – it’s New Year’s Eve.” At first he said no but
I insisted and he gave in.

I finally got him to hold me close and dance the way you’re suppose
to on a slow dance. When I pulled him even closer and laid my head on
his shoulder I found out why he had been holding me off – he had an
erection, a big one. I could feel it pressing against my abdomen. It
may have been all the champagne, but when I realized what was
pressing against me, I felt a sudden rush of warmth in my pubic area
and felt my pussy becoming moist. He tried to pull away but I held
him tighter and pressed against him, enjoying the feel of his hard
erection against me and the knowledge that I was causing it.

At that moment, I noticed on the TV. I whispered, “Daddy, it’s the
New Year.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. As we
kissed I parted my lips and gently probed his closed lips with my
tongue. Just when I thought he wasn’t going to respond he hugged me
tightly and opened his lips. I thrust my tongue as deep into his
mouth as I could and pressed my hips against him, grinding my pelvis
against his hard prick. Dad kissed me back, thrusting his tongue into
my mouth, playing with my tongue. I could feel my pussy beginning to
react, becoming wet, aching to be touched.

Finally we broke the kiss, both of us breathing heavily. He looked at
me and said, “Dipa, we can’t…we shouldn’t be doing this. It isn’t

I just continued to hold him tight and told him, “Daddy, I’m not some
kid you’re taking advantage of… I’ll be twenty after few months…
I’m a grown woman. I know what we’re doing, and I know what I
want…I want you.” I pulled his lips to mine and kissed him as
deeply as I could.Taking his hand, I guided it up at my top and
placed it on my breast over my saree. I moaned softly as his hand
massaged my breast, rubbing it against the palm of his hand. I had
never felt such an intense sensation in my vulva and my vagina before
as I pressed against him – an ache, a deep desire, to feel him touch
me – to feel him in me.

He was really tensed at that time. He pulled my saree (Indian dress)
from my body and thrown it on the floor. Then he started pulling my
petticoat. He pressed my legs with his legs and could feel the heat
from my cunt it was now stark naked as I had no panty underneath.
Then He started to undo my blouse and the bra and got hold of my
blouse. He tore my blouse and thrown it on the floor, now I was left
only in the bra. He got hold of it and unhooked it from my back. And
threw it on the floor and now I was completely naked beneath him.

I fumbled with his trouser letting them fall around his ankles. I
pushed his briefs down freeing his cock. Taking his warm hard cock in
my hand, I was amazed at its size. Now I took hold of his 9 inches
cock in my hand and exclaimed, “Oh it’s a monster, too big “. Dad
isn’t a large man physically,but his rigid fully erect cock was too
big. Living together over the years I had seen Dad naked before, but
never with an erection. And grasping his prick in my hand, I kissed
it, licking its large plump head gently and then slipped it between
my lips deep into my mouth. I heard Dad moan and felt him grip my
head as he began to slowly pump his prick into my mouth, fucking it
gently like it was a pussy with a tongue in it caressing his large

He was being careful not push himself too deep into throat, but I
wanted it even deeper. I pushed forward feeling the large head
pressing against my throat…I paused, let my self relax, and felt
the large head of his prick slip down into my throat. God, it was
tight. Daddy moaned, “Oh dammit Dipa, if you keep on I’m going to

I had to slip my mouth back off his prick…I couldn’t hold it in my
throat very long. I looked up at him and told him, “I want you to
cum. I want to you to cum in my mouth. Fuck my mouth…fuck it like
it’s a pussy.”

I looked at his prick and there was a large drop of pre-cum getting
ready to drip from it…I quickly caught it with my tongue. I was
surprised at how sweet it tasted. I put my hands behind his thighs
and pulled him to me taking his rigid prick deep into my mouth. Dad
held my head between his hands and began to stroke his prick into my
mouth. After a minute or so I felt his legs tremble. I sucked even
harder, and moving one hand to his large sac, began to gently squeeze
and massage his balls. With a loud groan he pushed his prick deep
into my throat and literally erupted. I was startled by the force of
the first shot of cum that hit the back of my throat…then he
flooded my mouth with spurt after spurt of hot cum. He must have had
a year’s worth of passion pent up in him waiting to be released. I
could feel his cum dripping from my chin and getting on my breasts as
I swallowed trying to keep up with the torrent of cum I had released
from him.

After a minute or so, he gripped me under my arms and lifted me to my
feet. He kissed me and then pushed me gently down on the sofa.
Leaning over me he kissed me, tasting his own cum still on my lips
and tongue. He whispered, “Dipa, that was wonderful… really
wonderful. Now I’m going to do it for you.” He pinched the nipple and
I groaned and said, “Suck your daughter’s nipples, you dog, suck it.”
Now he obeyed me and started sucking my nipples one by one till it
became more than half inch.

It was standing erect with his suck. I was sitting on the sofa
reclining backward, my ass on the front edge of the seat. Naked, Dad
sat down on the floor between my legs. He placed a hand under each of
my thighs and lifted them and spread them wide. He whispered to
me, “Hold your legs…spread them wide open for me.” I wrapped my
arms around my legs just above my knees and held them there, almost
back to my breasts. I was totally exposed to him – I had never felt
this exposed even in the stirrups at the doctor’s office – I almost
climaxed when I felt his breath on the swollen lips of my pussy.

When he sucked the folds of my pussy lips into his mouth and probed
my pussy with his tongue, He sucked her furiously and tasting and
teasing my clitoris. I was
moaning, “aaaaaaaaaah…aaauchh…uhhhhhh… suck me dad suck my ass
too, you ass sucker… he started sucking my ass to even he placed
one finger in my ass. I did climax, so suddenly I almost lost my grip
on my legs as I felt the intense sensation in my body and in my cunt.
He felt my body shudder with my orgasm and slowed down.

He would just lick up through the swollen lips and lightly touch my
clit with the tip of his tongue. He kept this up until I could no
longer stand it and I finally moaned, “OH Daddy…Daddy, I want you.
I want you now…I want to feel you in me.” My vagina started
twitching his mouth. I was too hot now pumping my hips vigorously. I
was going to give him my cunt milk for the first time in my life and
he wanted to swallow it fully.

He sucked me hard. I groaned, “Aaaaaah soooon I am cummmming in your
mouth, ahhha it feels soooooo gooood…”. I arched my legs and
started shooting my load of cum in his mouth he gulped it all and
loved it in his mouth. He became a dog and sucked every drop of it. I
looked happy now. “I love you my darling, ” I said to him while
kissing him on his lips and sucking his mouth. Now he did not feel

We stretched out on the couch with him between my legs. I reached
down, took his hard prick, rubbed its head against my dripping pussy
and placed its head between the lips of my wet pussy – I was so wet I
was sure that I had to be getting my juices all over the sofa. I told
him to put a pillow under my hips so that he can insert it properly
in my cunt without hurting me. He obeyed me. He pulled a pillow and
put it beneath my hips.

Now he could see my cunt completely. He rubbed his cock to my pussy
again and tried to insert it in my hole but its’ size was too big and
my hole was too tight and virgin. I put my legs wide apart so that he
can insert his cock in it but of no use.

Then he stood up and got the oil bottle and rubbed it on his dick and
some on my cunt entrance. Now he was able to insert some of his cock
in my cunt hole and he started pushing it in slowly while I gasped
and cried, “Oh no! It is too big and fat leave me, leave me…”

But he also enjoyed this act too. Now he was furious as I started to
resist him again. He thrust it with full power in my cunt and I
cried, “Uhhhh Ohhh mother! Stop this.” But now he grabbed my
shoulders with his hands and started to pump his cock in and out. He
was pumping furiously and I was crying, “For god’s sake leave me out,
go away.”

He told me, “Wait Dipa you will enjoy it after a while.” He started
pumping it in and out slowly and steadily now and I gasped and
moaned heavily now. He was also moaning heavily. He speeded up his
thrusts and I also moved my hips up and down. Our bodies were burning
like fire now. Both of us were creating a strange sound. Dad started
to fuck me with long strokes, drawing his prick almost out of my
pussy and then thrusting back down into me.

Each time he bottomed out I could feel the head of his prick pushing
into my cervix. I wrapped my legs around his thighs and gripped the
cheeks of his butt in my hands and pulled him into me as I pushed my
hips up to meet the downward thrusts of his hard prick. I had never
felt anything so big or so deep in me. I could feel my pussy lips
stretching as he pulled his prick back and my body aching,
anticipating the feel of it plunging back into the depths of my
throbbing pussy.

I felt Dad change the angle of his thrusts slightly, causing the top
of his prick to rub against my clitoris, trapping my clit between our
pubic bones when he thrust deep into my pussy. As the head of his
prick slipped into me, Dad buried it all way in my aching cunt – I
felt the head of his prick pushing against my cervix, the neck of my
uterus, and I climaxed again, even more intense than before.

I moaned, “Oh My God… Oh Daddy. I didn’t know… it’s never felt so
good. OH GOD, don’t stop. Fuck me… That’s it fuck me hard.” I could
feel his thrusting speed up as the tension in my body kept building
higher and higher, pushing me closer to the edge of a climax. He
buried his prick even deeper into me, groaned and held it there.

When I felt his prick throbbing, pouring his cum deep into me, I was
pushed over that crest and I felt the spasms in my pussy around his
throbbing prick as my climax swept over me. Dad slowly stroked his
prick in and out my drenched pussy, milking the last bit of cum from
his prick. I was soaked. I could feel his cum and my pussy juices
running down the cheeks of my ass as he stroked his prick into me.

“Oh Daddy,” I moaned softly, “I didn’t know it could be this good.
Lord, I feel so good right now…so satisfied.” I kissed him gently
and just held him in my arms atop me, his prick still buried deep in
my pussy. I had never felt more sensual and, it may sound odd, more
beautiful than I did at that moment. I said while gasping and
moaning, “Now I will become your child’s mother, now you are my
husband. We will start our new life.”

We lay there and talked for about 30 minutes and then made love
again. We went to bed after that but not to sleep. We made love twice
more that night. Dad said I was making him feel like a 20-year-old.
After that I became his wife and we used to sleep together in the
same bed. But when I became pregnant we both decided to move on to
another city so that nobody can know who is my child’s father. We
both know it. We shifted (As because Dad took transfer to Mumbai, he
is a bank Branch Manager) to Mumbai in the same year so that nobody
knows anything about our relationship. Now our son Partha is 3 years
old and studying in KG class. We are happy and enjoying fully in our
married life. The next day evening after that eventful night I got
dressed beautifully in a very nice red colored saree and like a wife
awaiting my husband’s (father’s) return from work. I put sindur on my
head, mangalsutra on my neck and a red bindia on my fore head. I
looked like a the newly-wed bride. At 9 pm my was I husband (father)
returned home from work. He looked too tired. I opened the door for
him and as soon as he looked at me he was shocked initially to see me
that way and within a second he became cheerful. I told him to wash
his hands and face and get ready for dinner. In dinner table we
gossiped on several issues and took almost half an hour time to
complete our dinner then I went to the kitchen cleaning up from
dinner. By that time he went to our Bed room. Normally the newly-wed
brides in India enter the bed room with a glass of milk. As per that
custom I too entered closed the bedroom door, came to him and handed
to glass of milk. He took it politely and drank the milk. “So, do you
have any plans on how we should spend the rest of the night?” I
asked, jokingly as I took in the scene.

As he tried to order his thoughts I came up to him and put my arms
around his neck. Drawing his face down to me I kissed him open-
mouthed and pressed myself against him. Feeling the softness of my
big body, so like his wife’s, he threw caution to the winds and
returned my kiss, sucking my tongue as it snaked its way between his

He smiled as he looked me up and down and said, ” Why don’t you strip
for me and show me what you’re hiding in this bed light?”

I pulled my nighty over my head and tossed it onto the floor. He
whistled when he saw my huge, soft 34C boobs in my bra. The inside of
each big tit was visible, forming a deep cleavage that plunged into
my bra was again rubbing his thumb into my breasts. It liked the way
the nipples were so hard! Like buttons at the end of my tits. I then
unlashed my petticoat and pushed them down over my hips. I let them
fall to my ankles and kicked them to the side. I stood there in front
of my husband wearing only my bra and panties.

I reached behind me and unfastened my bra. I shrugged my shoulders
forward and took off my bra, tossing it to the floor. his eyes went
wide when he saw my breasts bouncing within their bra cups. He became
more excited when he saw my big overflowing boobs released from my
bra, taking no heed of my boobs doing a sexy disco dance. He licked
his lips and stroked his cock as he stared at my large, erect nipples
standing out before him. He slipped one arm around my back so I
couldn’t pull away and with the other hand he cupped my breast and
began to slowly massage it. I was so excited, so overpowered, that
for several seconds I allowed him to molest me. His thumb and
forefinger caught my nipple and rolled it into hardness. Then he
pumped my breasts, and squeezed them together with an intensity that
was on the borderline of pleasure and pain.

I then hooked my thumbs in my panties and pulled them down over my
hips. I let them fall to my ankles and kicked them over with my
petticoat. He grinned wide when he saw my tight, shaved pussy (which
I did for him only today afternoon).

As I stepped closer to the bed, he sat up and putting his hands on my
hips pulled me closer to him. My big titties were hanging right in
his face. He reached up and massaging and squeezed my soft breasts
with his big strong hands. I couldn’t help but groan with pleasure
when he rubbed and pinched my big, erect nipples.

He looked up at me and said, “Hey, darling. Remember the last night I
did this?” Then, he pulled one of my nipples to his mouth and licked
it hard. His other hand slid around my back and to my full ass. As he
sucked my nipple into his mouth, he squeezed and gripped my round ass
cheek. He closed his eyes as his other hand moved around to squeeze
both of my ass cheeks. I wrapped my arms around his neck and ran my
fingers through his hair as his mouth devoured my soft tit flesh. I
tingled up and down my spine as my husband’s (father’s)big hands
roughly squeezed my ass, spreading the cheeks apart and pulling me
into him.

He took my nipple out of his mouth and looked up at me. “Now for the
real test. ” He smiled up at me as he moved one hand around to my
crotch and rubbed his fingers over my shaved mound. “Nice and smooth.
I don’t even want to know why you shaved your pussy. I just like
it. ” I instantly sucked in air as I felt him slide one finger up and
down my tight, wet slit. I groaned loudly as I felt him push his
finger into my little, hole. My muscles began to flutter and pull on
his finger as he slowly pumped it in and out of my hot pussy. “Shit
darling. You’ve got a tight little pussy. And it’s so wet. You must
be itching for some sex. ”

He stood up and pulled his finger out of my slit. He turned me around
and sat me on the edge of the bed. Pushing me back to lay on the bed.
He then knelt beside the bed between my spread legs. Pushing my
thighs farther apart, he leaned in and licked his tongue up and down
my lips. I closed my eyes and moaned out. My hands went to the back
of his head as he pushed his tongue into my slit, licking the very
entrance to my pussy. I felt my thighs twitch as his mouth found my
hard clit and sucked. My back arched and writhed on the bed as he
made love to my pussy with his mouth. I had never before felt such a
complete pleasure as that.

As his mouth and tongue worked over my clit, he stuck one finger back
inside my tight wet slit and pumped it in and out. I panted and
gasped as I felt my pussy begin to twitch. My thighs trembled and
shook as I groaned out, “Oh yes, Mmmmm. God, this feels good. Oh
please, don’t stop. Keep eating me. Keep eating my pussy. ” He
reached up and squeezed my big tit and pinched my nipple hard. The
thrill of it drove me over the edge and I came hard. I felt my pussy
convulse and gush as he sucked my clit and quickly pumped his finger
in and out of my hot, tight hole.