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LOVE & LOVE Only

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The aroma of filter coffee, a constant in our South Indian household, was stronger than usual that morning. Dad was already on a conference call, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the house, while Mom bustled around the kitchen, her bangles jangling a familiar tune. Vinay, my older brother, was probably still asleep, the lucky so-and-so. He was living the Bangalore dream, or so it seemed. I, Vishal, was a chip off the old block, following Vinay’s path right into the heart of the IT world. Now, I was about to join him in Bangalore, a city that … Read more

Love affair with Mother

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Garrett presses play on the device containing the audio recording. “Walking in this house made me fucking homesick. The smell reminds me of the best times of my life. “It’s been two days since Mother’s funeral. I haven’t slept more than minutes at a time since. I sit in one of the dark stained, wooden chairs at the table in her kitchen as I sip on the scotch that she had saved for a special occasion. She showed it to me years ago and told me that one day we would share it in celebration of a special occasion. We … Read more

Living my Fantasy -11 (conclusion)

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Thank you for all your messages, please read the previous part here ( Living my Fantasy 10 ) so you can enjoy this better. Now let’s continue… Anjali said “my darling papa, I don’t think I will be ever able to live without you”. I said “don’t worry darling, I will always be with you. Right now let’s enjoy this honeymoon and make many more everlasting memories”. After a long while I was getting close to my release and Anjali had already cummed twice. Her boobs did not have any milk but she continued feeding them to me, to suck … Read more

Living my Fantasy -10

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Thank you for all your messages, please read the previous part here ( Living my Fantasy -9 ) so you can enjoy this better. Now let’s continue… Anjali wrapped her legs around my torso looking dazed into my eyes. She was still impaled on my big cock while I carried her to my bedroom. Anjali said “wow papa… my stud darling papa… you continue to amaze me…even at this age you are carrying me like I am weightless doll”. I said “that is nothing darling, age is just a number. I can carry you everywhere if you want me to”. She … Read more

Living my Fantasy -9

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Thank you for all your messages, please read the previous part here ( Living my Fantasy -8 ) so you can enjoy this better. Now let’s continue… Then we sat down for breakfast. Anjali did not bother to wear any clothes and did not let me wear any either. She herself sat in my lap feeding me breakfast followed by her breast milk directly. I asked “do you like to sit like this darling”? Anjali said “yes papa, I love it. if you don’t have a problem then I would love to always sit on your lap”. I said “I would love … Read more

Living my Fantasy -8

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Thank you for all your messages, please read the previous part here ( Living my Fantasy -7 ) so you can enjoy this better. Now let’s continue… Now I was sucking on one tit while playing with her other. Then we both lay on the bed with me behind her. I continued to massage her boobs while my cock was wedged against her sex massaging it thru our clothes. I resumed my dry humping making Anjali moan even more. I enjoyed this dry humping for some time and Anjali too moaned showing she was equally enjoying it. Then I could not … Read more

Living my Fantasy -7

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Thank you for all your messages, please read the previous part here ( Living my Fantasy -6 ) so you can enjoy this better. Now let’s continue… I started sucking her nipple from over her t-shirt drinking her milk and this made a loud moan escape her lips. She said “papa pleaseeeee….stoppp…” while still trying to get up. I tightened my grip around her with my other hand now enjoying a first-hand taste of her warm milk directly from her big tits. Anjali tried wriggling herself free but was unable to. I could easily make out that she was hardly using … Read more

Living my Fantasy -6

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Thank you for all your messages, please read the previous part here ( Living my Fantasy -5 ) so you can enjoy this better. Now let’s continue… I again made slurping sounds while emptying the glass. She said “papa you really relish drinking my milk…”. I said “yes darling, it is the best thing I have ever had in my life”. She said “papa why you are so obsessed with my boobs”? I replied “darling because they are so beautiful. Let me tell you a secret, I also have a big boobs fetish which even your mother did not know about”. … Read more

Living my Fantasy -5

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Thank you for all your messages, please read the previous part here ( Living my Fantasy -4 ) so you can enjoy this better. Now let’s continue… I said “that there are two options but only provided you are comfortable with it”. She curiously asked “what are they papa”? I replied softly “first is that someone helps you to use the pump, second is that someone directly drinks your milk”. I was careful with my choice of words use “someone” instead of myself even thought that was the plan. Anjali was aghast listening to this and thought for a moment. In … Read more

Living my Fantasy -4

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Thank you for all your messages, please read the previous part here ( Living my Fantasy -3 ) so you can enjoy this better. Now let’s continue… I discussed more tips with my online friend for tonight till Anjali returned. Anjali came back by 10.30pm and we had dinner together. After dinner she said “papa I am feeling tired and am off to sleep” and left to her room. I thought today nothing will happen now but still wanted to give it one last try before giving up. I sat watching TV for a little while because I was not feeling … Read more

Sister and caring brother fall for one another

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I let myself in to Kylie’s place without even knocking. If she wasn’t picking up Mom’s calls, she probably wasn’t going to answer the door either. Or maybe she would and she’d be irritated I hadn’t extended that small courtesy. Whatever. I still had a little brother’s prerogative to be an annoying shit when the situation called for it. I, personally, wasn’t worried about Kylie. She got too focused sometimes, especially in her work, to care about the outside world. That was who she’d always been. Mom was concerned, however, and I’d promised I’d check in on my wayward sister. … Read more