Then she stood directly in front of him, a soft gentle smile barely playing at the corner of her lips. Looking down at her he stroked her cheek and quietly said, “I’m so sorry baby, being a father I shouldn’t behave like this, I don’t know how to explain…”
“It’s okay, Bapi. I not only love you, but I respect you also. You are my father, so please don’t apologize to me and I love what just happened,” Anusree said, interrupting him.
“You mean your arn’t angry or disgusted with me?” Ashim asked anxiously.
“Oh Bapi, I’m acquainted with the birds and the bees long ago. Moreover you’re my respected father, I shouldn’t be mad to you.” Anusree convinced her father.
With those words Anusree slowly, but deliberately moved her hand upon his crotch, just lightly touching. The look of wondrous surprise on her father’s face only served to encourage her and then the young girl became bolder, by squeezing his cock.
This brought a small moan from her father’s lips. He reached down, taking her hand in his and inserted it inside his fly. He knew that he had to stop this but the lust of the moment had a strong grip on him.
“Anu Maa, seeing you like that I lost control, you know I would never hurt your feelings but I’m afraid it will happen again.” Ashim again apologized.
Her smile broadened, “But Bapi, it’s okay. I also wanted to do this, please don’t say you don’t want to. I want it to happen again and again because I respect you as my God.”
Her face brightened as she remembered what she was going to do. From her other hand she transferred her urine-damp panties to his free hand as she continued to massgae her father’s semi-erect dick. Then with her eyes locked on his she pushed the silk material into his hand. “While I’m at Dadu’s house, we can both think about what happened and about what we want to do about it. In the meantime, take this.”
With an impish grin she slowly but deliberately, brought his hand holding the panties up to his face. He realized what she was doing but he had no will to stop her. He actually wanted this. He breathed in the aroma. As he did, he felt his cock twitch in her hand. He could smell her pussy on them, not only that but he could smell her tanzy urine also. If they didn’t head back to the car now they might never make it.
He quickly stuffed the panties in his pocket removing her hand and led her back to the car. “What took you so long? I was about to come looking for you,” Shabana asked.
“Sorry, dear. After Anu went, I realized I had to also,” Ashim said, trying not to look as guilty as he felt.
As he started the car, he turned around to back up and he had to catch himself so as not gasp out loud. There, totally exposed to his eyes was the delicious sight of his daughter’s bare pussy. Her skirt was up to the top of her thighs and, of course, she wasn’t wearing any panties. He swallowed hard, dragged his eyes away and somehow managed to get the car moving without any mishaps.
They were on the road again. After giving her respected father that one last look at her pussy, Anusree closed her legs (she didn’t want her mother finding her that way and the thought made her giggle). Then she leaned back and started thinking about her grandfather.
At first her thoughts were about her concern for him, thinking how lonely he must be now as her Didima wasn’t there. In her current excited state of mind, this led to her wondering if he had started seeing anyone new — and then to even more personal thoughts such as if he was having sex. She giggled to herself as she realized she probably wouldn’t have thought of this except for what had just happened with her father.
In her reverie she remembered hearing noises coming from her grandparent’s bedroom on her previous trips. She knew that meant they were having sex and her pussy would tingle upon hearing those grunts and groans, she really thought about it. She thought about the way her grandparent’s fucking which made her baby pussy tingling more.
At the same time when Anusree was day dreaming about her Dadu’s sex life, he was preparing the house for their arrival. This would be the first visit without Salma, his late wife, there to organize things. Aslam ( Anusree’s grandfather/Shabana’s father ) an ex-army was nervous.
