Happy Daughter's Day -- 2
Swweetsudha26
Continuation of Dad and Daughter's Love and Romance.
"Dad you are so handsome, tumhe nazar na lage isis liye.. kala til lagayi"
"Shrutee... did you enjoyed...?"
"I lowered my head in shy and nodded in 'YES'.
I too darling.. my dear.. thank you for a nice fuck.... but darling.. though we enjoyed I didn't see your boobs... let me have a glance of it.." and Dad tried to pull my kurtha up.
'Ammoo... no Nannaa.. not now.. mom will come at any time now.." I said giggling, pushed him aside and ran to my bathroom.
But before my entry into the bathroom Dad caught me and said looking into my eyes "Happy Daughters' day Sweet heart". Oh my god I had totally forgotten that today is daughters' day.
Affectionately I too hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear. "Thank you DAD for making me a Woman on this day.. a memorable day for me... thank you again.
This is what my readers read in the first episode. What happened after that... come let me take you to their erotic romantic journey.
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After the bath I dressed in Lehanga Voni and puff shouldered blouse and made my lustrous hair into two plaits put a blooming rose in one and applied kajal to my eyes. Because of the kajal my eyes are appearing more beautiful. After doing light makeup I looked in the mirror and satisfied myself. I entered the kitchen to prepare dinner.
I prepared rice, drumstick sambar and frying sausages I heard Dad's footsteps. He stood at the door looking at me. I knew it. "My God.. Shruti.. you are an angel raa..." he said coming closer to me and circled his both hands around my waist and kissed my neck. I slightly bent my neck to enjoy his kisses.
"Once again 'Happy daughter's Day.. sweety" he said.
"Thank you Dad.. you are sweet.." I said to him.
"What is being prepared dear...?" he asked and raised his one hand to my swell. While the other playing with my navel.
"You want me to cook na Dad.. so..."
"Ah..it is very good aroma dear... What is cooking dear...?"
"Rice, drumstick sambar, Sausages and tomato chutny"... I said and continued "But dad.. if it is not tasty don't blame me.."
"Waav.. my cute little one has prepared so many items.. good.."
By this time I felt Dad's poker is poking me on my half moons.
"Oh Nannaaa... what are you doing..?" I asked.
"What did I do.. love..?" he said and poked again. There is naughtiness in his voice.
"You are poking... aaahh.. Nannaa..no..no..don't finger there... aaahhh" I moaned sweetly as his finger is tickling my navel.
"What dear? What is happening...?"
"Oh... No.. Nannaa.. it is tickling... please.. don't finger my naabhi (navel)"
"Why...?
"Go Nannaa.. I won't talk to you...?" talking like that and I enjoying dad's touch on my body I finished my cooking. When I turned back to look at DAD I am astound to see him. He is in white pyjama and Kurtha and an alluring smile on his lips. 'My God how handsome Dad is...that's why women are dying to have him in his company' I thought and taking some kajal from my eye I put it under his right jaw.
"What is it dear...?" He asked running his palms on my BUM.
"Dad you are so handsome, tumhe nazar na lage isis liye.. kala til lagayi" I said smiling at him.
"Oh how Sweet of you dear..." he kissed my fore head.
We bath came into the hall and sat on the sofa. Dad pulled me on to his lap. I looked at the watch. It is showing 7 pm.
"Oh No Dad... Mom may come at any time..." I said trying to get down from Dad's lap.
"Don't worry Shruti darling... main door is bolted from inside. If she comes she had to ring the bell isn't it...?" and pulled me over him. I placed my spongy bum on Dad's lap garlanded my both hands around his neck.
"He took my lips in his and started kissing me. Though we fucked we never kissed each other. This is the first time he kissed me like that. He ran his tongue on my lips and pushed it in. I willingly opened my lips and his tongue is exploring in all corners of my mouth creating tingles in my body.
Though I am enjoying him, I am also afraid that Mom may come, though dad said main door is bolted. Again and again I am looking at the wall clock. Seeing my tension Dad phoned Mom.. but there is no response. After that every 4, 5 minutes we are phoning Mom and every time the message says number is out of reach.
Aaah.. at last when I phoned again at 8.15 she received the phone and said "Hello..."
"Mom.. where are you.? We are worried, from when we are trying for you...?" I said in anxiety.
"Oh. Shruti Beta... I am also trying contact you from last one hour, the signals are not catching up.." she too said. I could sense anxiety in her voice also.
"Where are you...? When are you reaching home..?" I asked.
"No dear.. tonight I am not coming. Give the phone to Dad.." she said. I gave phone to Dad switching the speaker on.
"Hello.. Kriti dear..."dad said.
"Hai sweet heart... listen.... I am not coming tonight.. they are forcing us to stay as there is another pooja to be performed. To inform this, from last one hour I am trying.. but.. these bloody signals..."
"Oh..."
"Dear.. for tonight's dinner order something online..."