Hello I just came here to tell you all of one of the incidents that happened with me when I was in my early 30’s. My name is Shraddha Kulkarni, born in Maharashtra Brahmin by caste. I am a bright girl, something that I still believe till date. Even when I am married now. Bright but not beautiful. Average or something you can term as. It used to bother me at times but after a certain age I decided to live with it. However I was blessed with the largest assets, short and stout. Not to mention I did have one or two or few more flings and affairs and always wanted some guy to be behind me all the time but strangely and not surprisingly that never happened. I was the light of guy’s life but only till the actual lights turned off, I was okay with it because somewhere it satisfied my urges and I could concentrate more on stepping up in life, but I enjoyed it a lot. I was borderline nympho but never showed or made anyone feel that I am promiscuous till the right time and right moment arrived.
I loved everything that happened with me till I liked the guy. And I mean everything. I have been laid in my friend’s destination wedding, my outstation business trip. And the guys I been with varied in ages from as young as 18 to as old as 40 just because the moment was right and they played their cards well.
Result was me leaving their room fucked heaven high. I am a surprise package and the guys always loved how submissive I got when push comes to shove, something that I still am and I didn’t mean that I am so for my husband alone. Girl got to play you know 🙂
Any way coming to the story. This happened when I was bordering 30 years of age, call it fate or what didn’t get married till I reached 33.
It was a growing concern for my parents but I cared less. I did care but not that much. I used to be out on vacations a lot since I hit my late 20’s helped me keep my mind off all this realities and vacations had their own share of fun, new places, new friends, new flings 🙂
Such was the case that the frequency of me staying out increased by leaps and bounds. I enjoyed that time in my life which I still do.
My father was a great admirable guy till I reached the reality check age. That time I realised how much of a conserved and ill-brained guy he really is. He never let me be ‘me’ and as a result that just distanced me from him and everyone.
Being the alone child, I had a lot of unnecessary attention and couple that with family values and shit and I dreaded my home.
One such ill-fated day, I happened to get the biggest bolt-jolt. I happened to be at my home early than usual and retired to bed. That same afternoon, my dad happened to come early, he was not aware that I was home. My mom too was not at home and dad thought he was alone at home. I woke up to the sounds of doors and windows closing. I had a bad habit or call it good habit of sleeping with minimal or no clothes at all, so as I was dressing up and what I heard next.. Surprised and astonished me.
I could hear some familiar dialogues and stuff in English but it definitely didn’t sound like a movie. And 3 minutes later >>>>
Yeah daddy, give it to me I have been a bad girl, spank spank. You will behave now glurghh glurghh glurghh, yeahh
My dad, this almost senior citizen person, government servant was watching porn. With trembling hands I opened my door in the most stealthy manner and I saw my dad, I could only see his back, but could clearly see his right hand in action
Though stunned, I thought to myself,
“No big deal, he has his needs” I was going to close the door but what I heard just as I was about to shook me to the core.
“Shraddha.. Shraddhu beta.. Aahh Shraddha”
I couldn’t believe my ears. “Did he just say that?” He let his head up, probably eyes closed. He was pumping his dick fast and hard.
“Shraddha, aahh chokh majha beta”
I stood there still watching him pistonate his cock and was still in disbelief.
Sane senses prevailed and I closed the door without making any sound. I myself realised that I was just in my top and nothing below. I heard steps towards my room and I impulsively went below my bed. Fitting my big frame under the bed was a task but I managed somehow without making slightest of sound. I saw my dad step in and he went towards my closet. I wondered what he was doing there. And he took out one of my innerwear and sat on the bed. I sensed the bed creaking and could only imagine what would be happening above. And just like that I saw splatters of my dad’s cum on my room floor as I sensed him relaxing.
Atleast it solved the big question for me that why were my undies disappearing. He got up, mopped his crime stains and walked out. I still hid there until I heard the main door close. I assumed that he must have gone out for smoke and I came out from below still partially naked.
What I had seen, what I experienced was all unbelievable. So many questions raised in my mind
“Why was he jerking to me?” “He fancies his own daughter” “Why?” “WHY?”
And the most important question that I asked myself
“Why am I wet because of all this?”
To be continued