Daughter For Dessert
Hi, I am Ramesh, 45 years old, and I have a wife and daughter. My wife is 42 years old, a bit healthy but still looks young for her age. She is fair. After pregnancy, her assets grew, and they were like that since then. My daughter Riya is 21 years old. She studies in college, and she is an engineering student. She resembles her mom but with a very sexy figure. Well, she is 21 what else can you expect. To describe her, I would say that she is taller than her mother, about 5’5″. She has a very fair complexion and has decent boobs, and a thick ass. I bet guys in her college would die to have her. This happened at the time when the first lockdown was applied. My wife Sushma was at her parents’ house. She was stuck there because of the sudden announcement of lockdown. So it was just my daughter at home and me. It was a difficult time for us as it was for many other people all over the world. But since Sushma was not there, all the household chores had to be done by my daughter and me. And we were not used to it. Still, somehow we managed to do it. We thought it’s just 21 days that we have to get over with. We used to stay at home and started spending time together much more than we did before. Both of us had nothing much to do. Though Riya spent some time talking with her friends. Still, the majority of the time she spent with me. We used to cook together, have dinner, lunch, and breakfast together, among many other things. We started playing online games, and we became friendlier. Riya started sharing a few things about her life. Some incidents from her college and even talked about a boy she liked. I was open-minded and didn’t mind my daughter dating someone. And after dinner, we used to watch TV together. We used to sit on the sofa placed in front of the TV and watch movies. So it had been 10 days since the lockdown began, and as usual, we were watching TV. Riya was tired, so she lay her head on my lap while sitting there on the sofa. I didn’t realize when she went to sleep. During the interval in the movie, I checked on her, and she was asleep. I tried to wake her up so that she can sleep comfortably on her bed. But I didn’t want to disrupt her sleep as she was sleeping so peacefully. That’s when I started noticing my daughter’s body. She laid there on the sofa with her head on my lap and her legs extending to the other part of the sofa. She was wearing a top and shorts, both were made of soft fabric. I could see a better part of her cleavage through the deep neck hole. And I noticed her boobs. They were perfectly round shape. And seem to be very firm. I went down, checking out her body, and my eyes fixated on her thighs and ass. As she was wearing shorts and her legs were folded to fit the length of the sofa. Her shorts have risen up towards her crotch, and it was exposing almost whole her thigh. Shorts were long enough to just cover her ass. Her thighs were thick and milky white. They were provocative. It had been more than 20 days since I was involved in any sexual activity. Sushma had gone to her parents’ house 2 weeks before the lockdown began. Since then, I was all alone by myself. And I had not even masturbated all this time. All this led me to unconsciously place my hand on my daughter’s ass over her shorts . Though it was thick, it felt very soft when I touched it, and I squeezed it a little just enough not to wake her up. I continued caressing her ass, and doing so gave me a slight boner. It was frightening, as Riya’s head was inches away from it. What if she notices it? I quickly drew my hand back, woke her up, and told her to go to her room and sleep. That night was very difficult for me to pass. It was already very late, so I couldn’t even call Sushma. She would have been asleep by then. I had no choice left but to masturbate. So I went to the common washroom that we had in our house, closed the door, and started masturbating. At first, I was thinking about my wife, Sushma. But suddenly, her image converted into my daughter. I was in the middle of the act. I didn’t want to stop. My daughter’s naked body was making me hornier, and so after that, I continued masturbating, imagining about Riya. Once I was done, I regretted it that what kind of father I was. I am a pervert man having such thoughts about my daughter. Thinking about all this, I went to bed and fell asleep. The next morning I woke up, and Riya was already awake. She had made breakfast for both of us. I had forgotten what happened last night until Riya dropped a spoon. When she bent down to pick it up, I could see almost her whole of her boobs. I think I didn’t see any bra inside. Maybe she didn’t wear it at night. Though I didn’t see her nipples, I had seen enough. It gave me an instant hard-on. I tried to hide it. But as I was in the track-pants, a clear bulge can be seen. I moved my chair a bit under the table so Riya cannot see it. After having breakfast, Riya went to take a bath. And I sat there on the sofa, still having the hangover of my daughter’s boobs. The list inside me had risen to a new high. I wanted more. My cock was asking for more. So I did what a father will never do. While Riya was bathing, I opened the bathroom door slightly so I could peek at her. And to my advantage, the bathroom door lock was not working. Since it was a lockdown, we couldn’t call anyone to repair it. So I opened the door slightly without making any noise and peeked inside. Aah, what a scene it was. Riya was taking a shower, and her whole body was wet. Water flowing down her flawless body. I could see her whole naked back. Her ass was amazing. It was much greater than her mom when she was her age. I kept looking at her and rub my dick over my tracks. She was even dancing a bit while taking a bath. And suddenly she did twerk, at that moment my mind was blown. I inserted my hand in my pants and started masturbating. I didn’t expect that.