Binge watching with Dad

Binge watching with Dad
Note: It is just a fictional Story Hi, my name is Anjali, and I am 19 years old. I live with my mom and dad. Mom works in IT, and Dad runs a business. My mom is at the management level and gets paid well, but she works the evening shift. So, she leaves home around 4 p.m. and comes back home at 1-2 a.m. So, I usually interact with her only in the mornings. My dad mostly manages his work from home and rarely goes on business trips. My parents are very sweet to me, but are usually very cautious about my life and what I do outside of school. It was two months ago when I asked my mom for an OTT platform subscription. Me: I need an OTT subscription, maa. Mom: I know you are asking because you want to watch series and stuff, and it’s a big waste of time. Me: Maa, please. Mom: No (in a harsh tone), get ready for college. It’s getting late. I was upset, so I went to college, and in the evening I returned. It was a usual day. Dad was busy at work in his room. I rested for a while, then freshened up and called my dad. Me: Dad, what about dinner? Dad: Beta, I have prepared and I have already eaten; for you, it’s on the table you have. I have an important client call today, and it might go on for some time. Mom prepares breakfast and lunch, and Dad prepares dinner. I had my dinner and checked on my dad. He was busy with his meeting. I wanted to wait and somehow convince him for OTT. I went to my room, did my college work, and came back to check on him after an hour. It was almost 10, and he was sitting on his bed with his laptop in hand. I went and sat next to him. Dad: Come on, baby girl, what is the matter? How is everything? Me: Daddy, I want to ask you for something. Dad: I know what it is, and your mom already asked me not to buy you an OTT subscription. Me: (I hugged him from the side.) Please. Dad: (he kept his laptop aside, hugged me gently, and held me.) These platforms might affect your studies, dear. Me: (feeling protective from his gentle hug), I really want it, Daddy. There is nothing wrong with it. Dad: No means no; please don’t force me. I cuddled up with him, requesting that I have quite big boobs for my age. I was wearing a white t-shirt and blue shorts that covered half my thighs. I don’t wear a bra when at home. I felt my boobs crushing on his chest. I’m pretty sure he felt it too. He didn’t react, and my focus was just on convincing him. It’s not the first time we’ve hugged. It was casual every time, but this time I felt different, and I’m not sure how he felt. I was still in his arms, my body on his, and my boobs crushing against his chest. His hands casually went to my ass to hold me comfortably. And until this point, both of us had zero sexual intentions, for sure, but ideally, I should have moved aside, or he should have taken his hands back. But I continued to stay there, as if I were being seductive to my own dad. Which was very bad, yet I was carried away in that moment. I could feel his dilemma and confusion. I noticed his reaction. The bodies touching each other, and his hands on my soft ass, grabbing but without confidence. I decided to continue the conversation. Me: Please, please, please. Dad: Your mom will never agree to it. Me: Let’s not tell her. Dad: (starts thinking) Me: In a low, sweet, and super lovely tone, I love you, Daddy. Please! Dad: (I felt totally different when I said I love in that tone.) Okay, okay, but promise me you’ll use it wisely. Me: Sure, buy it right away. I will use it cautiously. Dad: Right now? Me: Yes. I stayed in his arms until he purchased the subscription, and after that, I said, “I knew my daddy was the best. I love you so much,” I said, and I kissed him on his cheeks. It was rather longer than my usual kiss, and I left my saliva on his cheeks. He kissed my forehead, and I went to my room. After settling down in bed, I understood that I might have done something wrong. I acted like a bitch to my own dad and also let him be in such a wrong mental state. He genuinely loves me. He is pure and has always been a perfect dad. And weirdly, I also felt good about the touches I made and the way he reciprocated. I had a counterargument in my head that it wasn’t my mistake, and he took advantage of me asking him for something. But clearly, I know he did not intend to take advantage. Rather, it was I who led him that way. And strangely, I felt ticklish on my boobs and asses wherever his touch was felt. But at that point, I did not realize I had started a sexual tension with my own dad, which would change our relationship forever. Two days passed by, and it was the weekend. On Saturday, I went out with my friends, and on Sunday, my dad and mom went on a small trip. I noticed he had a kind of mixed feeling. He was hesitant but still showed very lovely and caring gestures. I felt it might have an impact on what happened that day. It was on Monday evening that, again, mom was not at home, and it was only my dad and me. Everything was as usual, and we both got to our rooms by 9:30. At 10, he came to my room to give me a check. I had taken a night shower, and I was holding my iPad, watching some YouTube videos. It’s not very often he comes and checks on me like that, and I felt lucky that I was not on Netflix when he came. Dad: What are you doing, beta? Me: Going through some math lessons on YouTube, Daddy, I did not understand in class. (sitting on the bed with iPad, wearing an orange top and usual blue shorts without inners) Dad: That’s good that you are studying. How is everything at school? He glanced at me from head to toe. Me: Yes, everything is going perfectly. (I blushed, looking at him staring at me.) Dad: Okay, bye, Beta. (Reluctantly starts to leave) Me: Daddy, come here. Dad: Why? Me: Just come and sit next to me. Dad: Okay, he comes and sits on the bed, leaning back on the wall. Me: I want to show the OTT. I snuggle and sit in between his legs, leaning on him.

Dad: He feels the fragrance of the shampoo and feels a little lost. He adjusts himself. Me: See, there are so many web series, and few are useful. (Talking with excitement, at the same time noticing the touch of my soft bum on my dad’s thighs) Dad decides to go with the flow and places his chin on my shoulders, with one hand on my thighs and the other on my stomach. I feel an electric shock, but manage to hide it. I start playing some content, and both of us start watching. We stayed like that for almost 30 minutes. His hands were moving over my stomach and thighs. There was an evident intimacy, but we didn’t express it directly. Later, he went to his room, and I went to sleep. The next day, after dinner, I asked my dad to join me to continue watching the series we were watching today. Both of us knew the intention was not to watch the series. He came to my room. We got to the same position where I sat between his thighs on my bed, and his hands were on my bare thighs. He started moving his hands over my thighs and went higher and higher, almost touching my pussy. It was very sensual, and I couldn’t bear it, so I stopped him politely. He whispered in my ear, “You are the best.” He kissed the nape of my neck and slid his hands inside my t-shirt, massaging my stomach. Already, one episode was done. I asked him, and I started the next episode knowing things would take off before the end of this episode. His hands were roaming on my stomach. He had lifted my shirt, and his hands were touching the lower side of my boobs. It was getting so intense. He was very sensual, and he was literally teasing me by touching my boobs without grabbing them or touching my nipples. I was getting very uncomfortable and aroused. We saw the time and we looked at each other. We knew mom would be there anytime, but it was such a hard decision to stop now, but we had to. Both of us were fully aroused, with a sense of disappointment and excitement for the next day. The whole next day felt so long. I was waiting for the night, and I am sure even Dad was waiting eagerly. During the day, it seemed very natural. We pretended everything was normal. At night, it was the same. I was on him, feeling his dick on my ass. We were watching on the iPad, and he started his play. His hands slowly touched my stomach, and then very slowly, he was touching my boobs, giving slight pressure. I was waiting for him to grab and pinch my nipples, and I got really uncomfortable. His touches were making me go crazy, and I was so aroused. I broke the ice, got up, and kept the iPad away. I sat on his thighs again with my face towards him, took his hands, and guided them to grab my boobs. I leaned in to kiss him. It was a very passionate kiss between both of us. His hands were squeezing my boobs and pinching my nipples. I kissed him for five whole minutes. We broke the kiss, and first I took off my shirt and helped him undress. We took off his shirt, and I pulled his pants down. Dick was rock hard. I looked at him, and his eyes told me that he wanted me to take it in my mouth, but I was hesitant. He took a moment to calm me down. He made me lie on the bed, kissed me again, and grabbed my boobs. He next went to suck my boobs, and he slowly untied my shorts and pulled them off to get me naked. I felt shy. He looked into my eyes and said, “Love, you are extremely hot and beautiful.” He slid his lips from my boobs to my pussy. He spread my legs, and I buried his face, and he started licking my pussy. It was so intense for me. He grabbed my ass and continued to be so pussy while I shot my juices in his face. It was such an intense orgasm for me. I will never forget it. After he came, they cuddled up, both naked. I felt guilty because he sucked me and gave me the best orgasm, and it was my duty to suck his dick. I was hesitant, and I decided to take his dick in my mouth. I went down and took his dick in my mouth. I was still feeling somewhat better, but I started sucking it. I loved that moment, and I stroked his cock with my mouth. He was slightly moaning, and he was totally lost. I took a moment to lick his two balls and start sucking him again. I was playing with my tongue and sucking the head of his dick. He shot so much cum, partially in my mouth and resting on my face and boobs. He had extremely sexy moments. He hugged and kissed me. It was the loveliest moment. It was so much for me to take in. And I fell in love with my dad so badly. We cuddled for an hour, and then he dressed up and went back to his room. Yet again, it felt like eternity for the day to pass and the night to come. We both had an unsaid agreement to have sex only during bedtime so that we could maintain that father-daughter bonding. It was night, and he came to my room as usual, but today there was no OTT drama, and it was directly into action. We cuddled up and started kissing madly. We both helped each other undress. He grabbed my boobs and pinched my nipples, and I grabbed his dick. He followed suit and slid his hands on my bum and reached my pussy from behind. He had fingers in both my holes. We played with each other, and then he took out a condom. I was both excited and scared at the same time. He looked into my eyes and comforted me. He made me lie on the bed, went down, and licked my pussyfoot. He put on the condom and slowly entered my virgin pussy. It was my first time, and I felt every microsecond of his dick slide into my virgin pussy. That was when we had our first sex. He fucked me slow and hard. Though it was slightly painful, I enjoyed it to the max. It was such a wonderful night. Later, I felt my mom was making such a big mistake by leaving dad this way. I also felt so happy that I was able to make him happy and be happiest with him at the same time.