Hi, I’m Ritu. I’m a resident of Mangalore. I’m 19 yrs old, the only daughter of my sweet mom and dad. I’ve been a reader of ISS for the past 2 – 3 months. My friend Selina introduced me to this site. My hobbies always included reading and writing. I use to write blogs in many sites, including product blogging and my personal blogs. I don’t know what made me write here. May be it is because of a guilty feeling that I underwent sometime ago. I can never hide something in my mind for long time.
Either I speak up to my dad or mom or to my close friends. But this is something which I can never speak to anybody expect to somebody whom I don’t know. May be that’s why I’m here.. I’m confessing a true incident happened in my life some weeks ago.I had feelings towards my papa[ i call my dad as papa ], though for a quick period of time, due to certain circumstances. That should have never happened. But my papa was so kind enough to treat me as his kid and very easily erased that unwanted glimpse from my mind.
I don’t know if i can write this in ISS, because this is not at all a sex story, but something you can call as an immature adolescent thought which came into the mind of a teenage girl. I was born and brought up in Middle East , where my papa and mama [my mom] were working. He had a very good business there but he always wanted to come back to my native homeland. So we were back in India 3 yrs back after my 10th standard. I join here for plus2, finished that and now I’m doing my Bachelor’s in Interior design.
My dad has launched his business here and that’s going pretty well.. Mom also joined a software company here and she always had lot of travels. Shea now decided to quit the job after 1 more year as he’s tired of all the hectic schedules. I love my parents. They are my world. My papa will do anything for me since I’m his only kid. He is a very good friend of mine and I can tell anything to him. He always cared and understood me well, may be more than my mama did. When I was in 12th standard, I had a crush towards one of the boys in my class. I told my papa about this. He told me that this happens for every kid of my age and that is quite natural.
But he advice me that the relations at this age are just infatuations and that is just an attraction for the opposite sex. Though not very straight but he conveyed to keep myself and my body safe from any physical relations.. I was a bit annoyed because i thought i was in pure love with that boy. But very soon I came to know that he is just fond of my body and he always wanted some physical relations. I remembered what my papa told and i stopped that relation forever. I’m so pleased with my papa and the way he takes care of me. I know if I do anything wrong, then he’ll be the one who suffers the most.
That day I decided not to fall in to any unwanted relations with any other boys. I conveyed this to my papa and he’s very glad to hear that and he hugged and kissed me. I could see his eyes filled with a drop of happiness. From that day, even if I was approached by many other boys ,I always kept a line of control for them which I never allowed anybody to cross. My mother is very beautiful and my father is stunningly handsome. I’ve even heard my friends saying comments about my papa. That really made me proud. Fortunately I’ve also got their physical nature transferred to me.
My girl friends always envied me of my body. I had good figure with all those good measurements. My mama always insisted me to go to gym and maintain my body, as she does. Me and my papa go to gym every morning together. When mama is there at home , we 3 use to go together for jogging and aerobics.
Mama got an assignment to US for 2 months. She was trying hard to avoid that but there was no other go. She was very sad leaving us but I assured my mom that we’ll be fine. I know Papa cannot live a single day without mama but he too convinced her that we are fine with that and told her that she can quit the job after back from that urgent work. She left to the States and we were alone at home. Papa started preparing food for us and I tried my best to help him. 2 weeks went by.
It was a Friday night when I was helping papa in preparing dinner. We were adjusted to live in my mama’s absence. Papa and me always cracked lot of jokes and pulled each other’s legs’ every time. It was so fun in cooking and keeping the house clean, though it was a new experience for me. Papa asked me to pick something from the upper shelf of the kitchen and went to wash the utensils. I tried to get that but it was not reachable. Then I dragged a chair and stepped into that to reach the top.
I neglected the swaying chair and tried to balance myself while trying to raise my hands above. Then suddenly it happened. The chair got tilted from its legs and i lost my balance and fell down. That was a great noise and I could see my papa came running. I fell into the floor with both my elbows straight hitting the ground. Both my elbows hit very hard and I could feel that burning sensation in my arms. I was slowly losing my consciousness when i saw my papa crying and taking me in his arms and ran to the car.
When I gained my senses back , I was in hospital with bandages in Both the elbows. There was no pain , may be because of sedatives, but I could see my papa’s tear filled eyes in front of me..He said – Oh honey it was my mistake . I should not have asked you to do that. Saying this he started weeping. I was terribly upset as i know he can never afford anything happened to me. I said its OK papa, this is just a small injury and I’m not feeling pain at all and I’ll be Ok soon [though i don’t know what has happened to my elbow]
The doctor came in and he told me that i luckily just have a hair line crack in both my elbows. He said I’m absolutely fine but I need to console my father as he seems to be much worried than anyone else. I said he loves me more than anything else.Doctor smiled at me and said you are lucky to get such a nice father. I knew I’m. He called up my father who was standing outside. He told I can go home that day itself but need to take rest for another 6 weeks.
The plaster was not over my elbow but it was on the upper arm till elbow. So both my hands were hanging down and I could not raise them. I never had an idle situation like this before and I was always energetic and never wanted to sit like that . Then itself I tried to pick some fruits using my hands and my left hand is much easy to work with and I could easily pick up things but cannot make that to my mouth. I stood up and tried moving both my hands and found that I could freely move both the hands but cannot bend them up. My papa told me not to move my hands and fed me the fruits. We went home that day itself
Papa started working from home as he has got many assistants and sub-ordinates to take care of his office. He was always near me. I could manage myself to walk and go to toilet , brust my teeth and all but i could not bath myself. Papa spoon fed me and brought me chocolates , dolls and story books, just like I’m a small kid. I told that to him and he kissed my forehead and told me that you are still my small kid and he feels like looking after me when I was 2-3 yrs old. I felt that I’m so lucky to get a father like him.
When my mother heard of this, she also cried a lot and started to pack her bags. But papa told mama that do not advance her schedules as he’s on leave and taking care of me like anything. I too convinced mama by telling her that I’m now just 3 yrs old and papa is carrying me on his back ;-). I used to bath twice a day and the last thing I wanted not to do is to skip my bath. I am very conscious about cleanliness and so as my papa and mama. I was confused on how to bath, as I felt a bit ashamed to seek help from papa to do that .
Next morning papa gave me bed tea and kissed me on my head and went to kitchen. I locked the door, brushed my teeth , went to toilet and started thinking of how to bath. After I’m back I heard papa knocking the door. I opened the door and I saw him there with new clothes, my frock and my Shirt. He asked me whether i need his help to change the clothes, though he knows i need that badly. I can never imagine to wear new clothes without taking bath. Thinking of that sticky feeling and stinking body odor , i felt very uncomfortable.
My papa knew that and he asked me whether i need to bath today. I said Yes papa, I badly need a shower , but how can i do that in this situation. I almost started weeping thinking of my situation and my papa told me ‘honey please don’t be silly. Why do you want to bother ? I’ll help you to shower’ He caressed me gently on my face and wiped of my tears.’ you are the same 3 year old kid. So sensitive honey. Don’t worry at all for anything when your Papa is here. by the way are u ashamed of me bathing you ? ‘ He was so innocently asked that and started laughing. I knew that I don’t have any problem as he was bathing me till I’m 11 or 12 yrs of age. but It’s been long since he did that and I’m not the same in with my body now.
He was packing my dress and soap and body lotion when he said. ‘Honey , when u were a kid , you use to run all the way inside the house when ur mama wanted to bath you. u always wanted me to do that for you. u remember ? ‘ Hearing that I lost the slight shame which i had some time ago and i kissed him on the cheeks and said I love you papa’ He went to my bathroom and cleaned the floor first. I knew he don’t want any chance for me to slip again. I was so pleased to see the amount of care my papa is doing for me. Then He took me to my bathroom. I was wearing a trouser and a T-shirt which I was wearing the previous night.
There was a small single seat chair there. He asked me to sit down in that.. Till that time i was comfortable but things were going to change soon. My mind was preparing to play tricks with me, without my knowledge. Papa was talking a lot about many things under the sun. I too was talking and laughing and bursting jokes. That really helped to ease that situation . I was sitting in the chair facing him. He asked me to turn my back against him. He might have understood my confused state of mind of removing my dress in front of him [my guess] . I sat against the wall , facing my back side against him, my hands still hanging down.
He slowly pulled my T-shirt from the back, rolling up the back side because i could not raise my hands.. Then he carefully removed that through my head. It was a bit paining because i need to bend my back for the T-shirt to reach my front side. Now it is on my hands and I’m in my 32 sized Bra. That was a red one with net like satin cloth which my mama bought for me from an expensive shop. That was really a sexy bra and I felt sorry to wear that one the previous night.
Papa, without moving to my front side, removed carefully the rest of the T-shirt from my hands. I had to get together the hands to some extent for that to remove fully and it was little paining. papa understood that and he kissed my head from behind and told me that ‘Dont worry honey it’s over’ . Though I felt some shame on sitting in my Bra there but i tried not to reveal that in my face. But that was just the beginning !
Papa asked me -‘honey , shall i remove ur innerware ? ‘ he purposefully avoided the term Bra which was good for me too. i said Yes. To make me comfort he smiled to me and said -‘ don’t worry, papa is on this side and even if u feel shame , just close your eyes my little sweetie’ . I just bursted out into laugh on hearing that and felt comfortable again. He opened the straps of the Bra and carefully removed that just like he removed the T-shirt. Well, in spite of his calming words , i started feeling a kind of shivering internally, but i know there is nothing to worry about as he’s my papa and there is nothing i have to hide from him.
Papa asked me to stand up to remove my trousers. I stood up and he pulled down my trousers and put that along with the Bra in another washing tumbler. I was standing in my back against Papa with only my purple Panties [again that to a kind of Netted one] . Now i really started to dry my throat though i tried to talk much and stay calm. Papa was not at all glancing at my body. I knew that but still my comfort level was going down. I was wondering if he ask me to remove the panties too, but that did not happened then. He asked me to sit down. I sat on the chair and he started pouring water in a mug into my bare back.
Again he was telling lot of stories all about my childhood days and about our family, my mama and all. I slipped back to normal state again. It is very difficult to convey the fluctuations of feelings I had that time. Normal and tensed state back and forth. He then applied soap on my shoulder, neck and back. He was foaming the lotion with both his hands and started massaging in my back. He took a scrub and applied it on my back, saying ‘ honey,there is lot of dirt on your back and you need to call mama at times to help you clean up Ok ? ‘
I said Ok papa. I was trying to hold my hands diagonally across my breasts and keep them between my thighs, though i know that nothing is visible for him from the backside and he’s not at all listening to that .. After scrubbing my neck, shoulders and back , he asked me to stand up again. My heart started pounding again. Now papa removed the chair from there and applied the lotion to my thighs and knees and below that till ankle and started scrubbing there. He took his arms around my thighs to get them from the front side and scrubbed it softly.
His hands were reaching till the upper end of my thighs and this was the time when I first felt that something is going inside me. I’m only in my Panties and my papa is rubbing my thighs and legs and back. I don’t know for what reason, may be because of my age, I felt something burning inside me. Papa was not even looking at any part of my body and he just did the scrub.
‘Hey Dear , Are you ok ? Let me apply soap on your front side. ‘ – these words woke me up from my thoughts and I said ‘Nothing Papa, I’m Ok.. just thought of my college and studies’ – I lied. Papa said ‘honey please don’t think of it. Ur health is much more important. We’ll take care of ur studies later. Being said that , he gently pressed on my shoulders asking me to sit down again on the chair which he dragged again beneath me. I sat there and my hands are now hanging down, clearing my breasts.
Papa just bend a bit down and applied the soap in my chest just above the breasts. He was touching his front to my bare back, and I started to fell down again the chain of thoughts that he interrupted earlier. Now Papa began to swirl his hands above my breast and applied the soap in my front neck and portion just above my breasts. He did that very carefully not to touch my breasts and moved his hands till my cleavage and then took them to my back side and then moved through the portion above my bum and reached the stomach area. I was feared of that part as I’m very much sensitive in my hips.
When he placed his hands on my hips and back to stomach, i could not control laughing due to tickling.. Papa found that very funny and he purposefully tickled me again above the hips. I could not help myself and in a reflex i turned my front against him and burst out in laughter saying ‘Papa please don’t do that , you know I’m very ticklish right ‘I forgot that I’m now showing my bare breasts to my father and He’s standing near me almost touching those because his hands are still in my stomach. But that is where I admire and love him the most.
Though he saw my bulging boobs and pink nipples , he did not even glance at them or pay any attention to them. i turned back quickly and he was laughing like anything. ‘You are just like the 3 yr old kid my sweetheart. the same ticklish little flower’ he said. After that he asked me to stand up again. He washed me thoroughly using the shower and them took a towel and dried my hair up. then he wrapped the big towel high above my breast carefully hold my hands to come out of the bathroom.
He dried my hair using the hair drier and took my frock. He asked me where my inner wears are . I showed them in my cupboard and he asked me which one to pick. I showed him another Panties and Bra which are of an ordinary type. He came to be and told me that ‘baby u are still on your innerwear. you need to remove that. Shall i help you ? ‘ I said Papa you are doing lot of things for me right ? He replied ‘That’s what my duty is. I’m your Papa’ He kissed me again on the head and then carefully crawled his hands into the towel.
He reached the top portion of my Panties and pulled down the wet one. I tried to help him out with my hanging hands and i did succeed a bit. finally i took that in my legs and threw it to the corner using my legs. Papa said ‘ I will wash all your clothes together in single go’ . he went to the corner and took the panties and without any hesitation put all my clothes in a bucket and went out saying ‘Dry yourself for a minute. I’ll be back’
I was slightly feeling guilty for thinking something bad when papa was bathing me and getting burning feeling in my mind.. But i hid that from my face. papa came back and took the new Panties. He came to my from side and helped my legs go into that one by one. He was bent down at my foot and i was holding his shoulder for support. After the Panties got into my knees , he came to the back again and pulled the side elastic to reach my waste. I wondered how well he’s doing these things without embarrassing both of us.
From my back , he untied the towel and threw it on to the bed. Now Im only in my panties but facing my back towards him. I could feel my Panties had not fully covered my Ass from the back as it was pulled up through the towel. Papa saw that and he once again crepped his two fingers inside the elastic and made that tight towards my waist. I said thank You papa. he said ‘u r welcome my sweetie’. then he took my bra and carefully inserted each of my hands while standing in the back side itself. Don’t know why, but my burning sensation started again. I could feel the cups of the bra brushing my breasts and I’m a bit aroused [?] by that , i believe .
Then that happened. Papa found that a bit difficult to strap the bra in the back. He applied a bit force and got the two ends together in a sudden movement. That suddenly left me with a cry of pain as the edges of the Cup squeezed both my breasts. Because the breasts were not properly inserted into the Cups, they were hanging down and got stuck in between the cups. Papa was stunned and he could not figure out whay i cried out of pain.
He asked me ‘what happened dear’ ? now I’m in big trouble what to say. I said ‘Papa that is not fit properly’ . Hearing that he tried to pull the two ends again and strap at the back. I made that crying noise again and said ‘No papa. Its not the back side , its the front side which is not fit inside’. ‘Oh my fault. I’m sorry honey. I should have taken more care’ he said. Then suddenly he untie the strap from the back.
He then hold the left strap with his left hand and slowly crawled his right hand to the front side where he caught the lower side of my right breast and slowly inserted that into the right Cup of the bra. Let me remember – this was the point where i really started thinking of another feeling that is about to burst in my mind. That was the first time my breast were being touched by anybody other than me. That to a man , my Papa. Tons of emotions went into my mind and to my fear , I Enjoyed that touch.
Papa then did the same for my Left breast. In that move , I chuckled and my eye lids were half closed. Thank god Papa could not see that from the back, though he noticed clearly my chuckle. That was the first instance. I could not control my mind after that. The very next day I told my Papa than i need to bath again. But he told me that that whole process is making lot of jerks on your body which is not good for the hands. So we’ll bath in every three days. This decision really got me trouble. I was thinking of that again and again and waited for 2 days to get over.
The same procedure happened on third day. nothing new had happened that time. This continued for almost 2 weeks. By this time Papa was all the same , but i changed a lot. I started feeling something inside me which made me think of many dirty feelings. But i was sure that was not towards my dad, but towards that handsome man who bath me nude. I could not control my feelings for that person of the opposite sex. I felt guilty at times thinking of my innocent papa. But my bodily feelings overpowered those thoughts always
It was another bath day. i thought of proceeding a further more towards calming my body. By this time both of us are comfortable with my nudity and the processes. Papa asked me to sit on the chair and started removing my dresses. He removed my Bra while i was turning against the wall. While he turned to place my bra in the bucket , i turned my front side towards him and asked him ‘Papa, where are we going to tour this time? you promised me to take to Singapore rite ? is that still On? ‘
This was the first time i completely stand with my breasts open to his view. He also seems to be much comfortable than earlier. But to my surprise , again he did not even glance at my breasts. Instead he came close to me, bent his head and kissed on my forehead and told me ‘Dear , we’ll go for sure. I just want you to be Ok with your health.’ I was also enjoying my nudity show and started to sink into my fantasies. At the same time with my right hand , i touched my hips and moved the elastic of my Panties a bit down as if I’m having an itch there. Papa noticed that while taking the soap. he asked me ‘ I was about to ask you about this .
Do u get a chance to wash beneath your inners all these days ‘ ? he asked that very seriously, but I was expecting that to be asked. I aid ‘No Papa’, in fact I’m itching here a lot. Papa told me in a scolding tone ‘You should have told me honey. why don’t you ? ‘ But even Papa seems a bit reluctant in doing that [i felt so] . But he tried to hide that and asked me ‘Ok let me wash up thoroughly, otherwise you may invite fungus or other skin diseases’. I’m more than glad. He asked me to turn around. I turned the other side.
Papa then slowly removed my Panties from the backside and rolled it down. Now for the first time after i reached my Puberty, I’m nude in front of any other person. And that person happened to be my Papa – whom i love and care the most. To catalyst this , Papa always wore just a bermuda only when in bathroom and I could see his bare chest and shaped muscles which really made me think worse. Now I’m in a state of total blankness. My throat got dried up again and my heart is beating a bit faster. I pretended nothing had happened and tried to sing a Hindi song.
My Papa also joined to sing along with me at the same time poured water all over the body. He applied soap in my neck, then shoulders, then my back and just brushed my Bums and went down to my legs. I have a very nice round Ass and a 28 inch waist line and 36 inch hips, and for the first time after my Papa started bathing me , I’m conscious and proud of my measurements.
I always had shaved my pubic hair and hair under arm pits. But after I’m sick i could not do that till yet. Infact I was feeling very much uncomfortable by that but there was no other go. Papa moved his hands around my thighs and thoroughly scrubbed my inner thighs. He could not fully scrub my inner thighs as his face is almost near my thighs and soap is getting into his eyes. I found that and told him ‘Papa you can move to my side and scrub that if its convenient for you’. He said ‘In fact thats better idea, or else i’ll put all the soap in my eyes’. After saying this , he moved to my right side and now he could almost see my small black bushes in my triangle.
But as usual he did not notice that. That small chair was lying there. Without asking him a word , i kept my right leg over that pretending that it would be easier for him to scrub my legs from bottom till the thighs. ‘That’s fine honey’ he said and started rubbing his hands in my inner thighs till it reach almost near the bushes.. By this time I reached another world. I totally forgot it’s my Papa who is doing that. I started fascinating about all those hidden sexual fantasies i had. My eyes are partly closed and i again pretended that is to avoid the soap bubbles. But i could not help biting my lips as such. The worst thing is that my nipples are now hard like anything.
Papa went again to the back side and started applying soap on my Ass cheeks. He scrubbed them thoroughly by which I am aroused very much. i did not know where I’m heading to [thats the power of Sex i think ] . Papa did the same in the left side and then again came to the bums and then he moved his hands on my hips from the Ass cheeks to the front area. I thought I’m in a hot sink as I’ve started developing that heat in my hips.
I think i moaned a bit, but tried to conceal that in my movie song , which i managed to sing like something else that time also. Papa after moving hands back and forth from my Ass to front area, then came very close to me from the back and almost touched his body to my Ass. He then put his right hand into my Pussy and started rubbing it back and forth. I was wondering he would also be in his feelings. I could not control myself and i bent a bit backwards so that my Ass touches his front side. I really expected a hard on at his end , but that was not there. I stood erect again.
I think Papa now knew that I’m going out of control. he took his hand from my Pussy and for the first time he applied soap on my breasts and scrubbed them almost with more force than before. He removed his hands from my pussy because of my expressions i think. But when his hands went to my boobs , they were greeted by iron hard big stiff nipples. Yes, they were harder than i could ever imagine. Feeling those in his hands , he pulled his hands from my breasts and asked me to sit down on the chair. I slowly gained my senses and sat there.
He did not speak a word , but started pouring water , singing that song . I felt embarrassed and by that time i’m completely back to my sense. i could not speak a single word for 3-4 minutes. Then finally I thought of confessing to my Papa about this.. i was really sad and I asked in a trembling voice ‘Papa I’m sorry I dont know what happened to my body suddenly, but it was not my mind’. Saying this i started crying. My Papa hugged me in all my wetness and told me ‘Come On baby, my sweet little kid, you did not do anything wrong.
Please don’t be sorry. I’m your Papa and i can understand everything. You know one thing , I’m really proud to see my child grown up to become a young lady.’ while drying me up with the towel he said ‘this is human body, we have lot of feelings and emotions and desires which the nature has given to us.. What had happened to you is just a natural phenomenon just like you breath, eat and sleep, your body got aroused by an external stimulus.. that’s all.. be proud that you are quite normal’
I was astonished by his words and before he completed his words , I jumped into his waist without the towel [it fell down] and hugged him and kissed him on the forehead.. i did not care my boobs are almost at his mouth , i did not care my pussy is on his belly. i just hugged my Papa with pure love and affection. He just caressed me and smiled ‘my silly young girl, come dry up yourself’, I obeyed and went with him totally nude into the bedroom. He went out to take my clothes and i looked myself into the big tall mirror in my cupboard. I found myself as a matured woman, at the same time admiring the beauty of my boobs and other statistics. Papa suddenly came in and told me ‘don’t play like a kid, you naughty, come and wear this ‘
I went to him. He brought my Mamas night gown. He said its better u creep into this rather than wearing your tight innerwear when you are at home. It will be easy for you too.. I wore that gown with his help and he went to kitchen, without tying the belts i found myself standing like Kate Winslet in Titanic [kidding.. ] But I was feeling much more irritating in that gown , not because of the cloth, but because of my now long and thick Pubic hair and hair under armpits.. now i could move my left hand a bit upwards. So i thought i could apply the Papaya massage cream on my breasts and try to shave the hair. Massage cream was near to the bed so i could take it easily.
The door was just closed. Papa always asked me not to lock the door because i was not well and he need to come to me very often. I managed to take some papaya cream to my left hand and tried to apply that in my right breast. Oops .. my hand was paining. I could just reach till the lower portion of breast. But still i was trying with my gown half open. Papa knocked the door and came in just then. I suddenly left that try and put my gown over. He asked me what was i doing.
I told ‘Papa its been long time since i applied some cream in my body, its really irritation and my skin is getting dry..that’s y i tried.. no problem i could do a bit. will do it later. Papa said ‘come On baby, i can bath you then i can apply cream also. we’ll make it fast and prepare lunch together. Ok ? ‘ I’m a bit hesitated because of the incident happened sometime ago. My body is all the same. Right ?
But as Papa said -he’s my papa. he can do anything for me.. When i was thinking this , Papa came to me and helped me in removing the gown. Then he took some papaya cream in his hand rubbed them gently together and came to me. He stood in my back side and gently moved his hands to my hips and stomach to apply the cream there. electric pulses again started spreading through my body. He then moved his hands to my armpits and suddenly stopped. ‘Baby u use to shave those right ? this is lot here.
This is why u feel stinking and sticky. I think I should remove that. but … Ooops . I don’t have a trimmer ‘ I really wanted to shave that off and I had a trimmer which I used to remove the pussy hair as well. I told him that I got one. he said ‘Ok then we’ll clean it up’ . I showed him my trimmer and he took that. all the time I was standing nude [now not a new thing] and he’s not at all looking to my body as such..
He asked me to lie down in the bed. I did so. he came near to my arms and moved it a bit upwards carefully without paining me. Then he started the trimmer and brought it to my right under armpit and started shaving off the hair.. That touch of trimmer again made me horny my breasts are firm looking above and my nipples started getting harder again.. Papa finished that side and went the other side.. he did that same there. By that time the nipples were erect but not that hard like before..Papa said ‘Ok now i can apply the papaaya on your front and chest [he never used any words like Breasts, Panties, Bra and all]. I am slowly getting aroused by that move. I lay down fully in the bed.
He came with papaya cream rubbing in his hands and started to rub it – first in my neck and then up above the breast. My heart started beating a bit faster. Papa then moved his hands down my cleavage and reached my belly button.. he caressed my belly button and applied the cream there. then he rubbed my stomach very well and then moved up to reach the Breasts.. Now he could clearly see my erect nipples but he did not pay attention to them. He asked me whether i use to apply the cream in my chest too . I said Yes, that’s where i apply that mainly.
He said ‘ Oh okay then I’ll do that for you’ This was the moment i was hoping to happen for all these days. He used both his hands to slowly squeeze my big round breasts and started massaging them. he did that very slowly and gently.. In that process, he caressed the now firm erect nipples and started squeezing them with more cream.. My nipples are about to burst. They cannot grow further bigger. hard like iron they are. I started moaning a bit and slowly moving my legs up and down. Hearing my moans my dad decided to stop that i think.
I blushed a bit and bowed my head as if I’m guilty. Papa saw that and he told ‘My dear , I told you know , that is perfectly fine.. don’t bother .. take it easy’ He placed his hands down my belly button and asked me whether i use the same trimmer to remove this hair too ? I said Yes.. Papa said Okay we’ll finish this up too.. Oh my goodness! Papa might have think that I’m done with my firm breasts and erect nipples and few moans. But that was just the beginning. Real heat is there in my pussy.. and it is already a wet too ! This was the point where i was not able to say a No to my Papa, he took the trimmer back to me and asked me to spread my legs a bit. I could not think at all..
I moved my legs apart and there it was all wet. papa saw that and for the first time – He smiled at me..and Said ‘ No problem , let me remove the hair and we’ll clean this up’ . He switched that On and started to move that from beneath my belly button and went downwards.. He was doing it very carefully.. he never wanted to hurt me by any means.. So he looked into my pussy only.. but my eyes were on my erect nipples and firm breasts.. they are going wild..
As the trimmer goes further down, there was something gaining strength in my hips which i could not control at all.. To add to the fury , Papa carefully touched my clit with his left thumb finger while trimming using right hand.. that was it .. the waves started from my hips and i could feel them passing down breaking all barriers. My heart now beats double the speed and i started moaning like anything..
Papa was terribly confused and he looked at me.. I said ‘I’m sorry Papa, but i cannot control it. It will kill me inside, please let it go’ . He had trimmed it all over and I could feel my pussy petals opened and waiting for a male flesh which it will not get now.. Papa was in dilemma what to do.. But then i heard his feeble voice ‘No problem my dear, I’m your Papa and I can do anything for you.’
He placed two fingers over my clit and started twisting , squeezing and turning them , while trying to not look at my face.. I’m in seventh heaven now and I knew it was coming.. I was moaning like ‘aaaaahh’ in a very loud voice and I was about to reach my orgasm, the greatest ever..I spread my legs wide apart and with all my efforts brought my left hand near my pussy and fingered it with a single finger. My Papa was still holding my clit and i put my finger deep inside and swirled that.My moans filled the room and with a heavy forward thrust, my orgasm has reached its climax.
Loads and loads of Cum came out and my Papa’s hand was filled with my pussy juice. I twisted and turned my body like a fish and I jerked again and again to throw my cum out of my Pussy. Finally I collapsed and fell down on my back in the Bed and lose my eyes. I lay there for half an hour like that.. But I knew that my Papa was cleaning my pussy juice and finally gave me a towel to wrap around, I opened my eyes and looked him with full of shame. He smiled at me and said ‘You badly need a sleep my sweet heart. I’ll catch you after sometime, He kissed me on my forehead and went out..He’s my Papa – the best father anybody can ever get!