She goes by name Saumya in the neighborhood. Like her name, she was really simple, saint-like, and a sincere girl of 19. At this tender age, she knew about the world more than expected of her but she never revealed it outside. She used to go to sleep dreaming of the magical world around her, and never ever an obscene thought occupied her mind.
But as of late, she stumbled upon something that shook her body and numbed her mind. She revered her father like a god. Her father was well-built, the height of 5 ft 11 in with strong legs that she noticed when he used to come out of the bathroom in a towel.
Her family lived in a nice house with two floors. Saumya’s family was open-minded but discussion on intimate topics was limited. It was thought to come by self-learning. Her mother was a lovable figure in the house. Her body sculpted for arousing passion but she covered herself fully never revealing, not even in front of her daughter.
Saumya had seen her mother in a the bra but never in undergarments. Saumya knew that on every Tuesday night, her parents went on the topmost roof of the house for a sacred ‘Pooja’ (her father told her that whenever she asked why was not she allowed to go on the roof with them). As a small child, she believed them but with passing years, she realized something was different.
On some special Tuesday nights, a man named Pandit Arjun also used to come. He was a priest as her father told her when she was a teen and he was required to perform some rituals once a month. Saumya never asked about Arjun after that. She always believed her father with blind eyes.
But she was 19 now, it was different. She herself felt changes in her body. The most striking change she felt was in her hips – her hips were most curvaceous part of her body, they swayed when she walked, and she had even felt her suit was not able to contain them. Saumya even tried bicycle exercise to get them firm. But everything was waste.
Her friend Shruti, daughter of Rathore uncle even slapped her ass on occasions giving rise to a pleasure sensation between her legs. Shruti teased her like a hot indian lesbian saying she wanted to lick Saumya’s ass. Saumya felt embarrassed and used to turn her face away but she couldn’t say no at times.
Taking it as yes, Shruti closed the door and asked Saumya to lie on the bed face down. Saumya lied down and closed her eyes sensing Shruti near her. Shruti knew about the pleasure one gets from ass licking as she had seen her father perform the same on her mother at times, peeping through windows.
Coming to the present scene: Saumya is lying on the bed in her bed face down. She can feel the sensation of arousal in her mind in anticipation of what was coming. Shruti was thinking of her father licking her mother’s ass and she also felt the excitement and wetness between her legs.
Her hand went into her pussy without her knowledge as she imagined her father licking her own asshole. She even masturbated every night dreaming of her father slapping her ass and his tongue in her asshole. Now she was getting to do the same with Saumya.
Shruti got on the bed on the foot end and sat there watching Saumya lying in front of her. Saumya was in tight track pants and top. Shruti touched Saumya’s foot with her finger and instantly, Saumya felt the electricity running up her spine. She arched her back and lifted her ass in the air like waiting for it to be grabbed by someone or anyone.
Shruti knew that Saumya was innocent-looking from outside but she had the fire in her body that can be ignited very easily if touched and pressed at the right places. Shruti’s fingers continued in a circular motion on Saumya’s feet. Saumya could feel the wetness building in her pussy area, she felt the urge to scratch her pussy-mound but she went with her ‘decent girl’ title and laid passive on the bed.
Shruti removed her pants and top and sat on Saumya’s legs just in her panty and bra. She bent forward and licked the area between Saumya ‘s legs and bit a little of the skin she could get in between her teeth. Saumya let out a deep moan and thrust her body backward squeezing her friend’s nose in her asscheeks.
Shruti rubbed her own wetness and bit over her ass with more passion. The backward thrusting of Saumya’s ass continued. Shruti bit her asscheeks one by one, gently messaging her own nipples over the bra. “Gaaand ko mat hila jor se”, Shruti’s voice was heard.
Hearing her friend’s dirty words, Saumya reached the limits and she thrust her hand backward and held Shruti’s head between her legs and started a gyrating motion. Shruti increased her speed and licked Saumya’s asshole through the trousers, giving more rubbing to her own pussy above Saumya’s legs. With a final bite, fluid oozed out between Saumya ‘s legs.
Both of them feel a quake inside their bodies and the sensation reached its height and let out a loud moan. Saumya was in extreme ecstasy and asked Shruti to lick her pussy. But as always, Shruti denied right away saying exact words as always, “Chut ko ek lund hi shant kar sakta hai” (only a dick can satisfy a pussy).
Saumya as always wondered what exactly she meant by these words. Both of them adjusted their dress and went to the kitchen to get something to eat.
Saumya satisfied her sexual desires with Shruti through a hot lesbian sex and maintained her innocent image in front of everyone. But how long this could have gone?
One day, she noticed her father to be very active as he was up to something. You guessed right – it was Tuesday. Her mother also ate light that day. She said that she ate less because of the special pooja at the night. “What sort of pooja it has to be”, Saumya wondered.
In the evening, her father came with Pandit Arjun and her mother and both men had a discussion. Saumya noticed her mother’s heartbeat increasing during the conversation and nervousness was visible on her face. She had never seen her mother getting nervous. Her mother was always calm composed. Saumya loved her mother and wanted to do with her mother what Shruti did to her, but she couldn’t say this to her mother.
By 8 pm, Saumya and her parents had their dinner and went to their rooms to sleep. Saumya could not sleep, she was still confused as to her mother’s words that night. Her mother said to her that whatever happens she must not come on the roof as no one should intervene in the Pooja.
After some time and around 9 pm, she was awakened by footsteps; multiple footsteps. She got curious and carefully looked out the window. Saumya was startled by the figures outside. She could identify Pandit Arjun, but could not identify the other two figures. One figure was human-like but very small in height like a dwarf and the other was more of a beast-like figure. These three figures were joined by her father and they went up by stairs.
After some time, she heard her mother coming with light steps outside her room. Maybe her mother was checking on her. After 10 minutes, her mother went away. Saumya tried to sleep but she could not. She closed her eyes and lay on her bed.
2 hours went by and no sound was heard; complete silence. Saumya dozed off. There was a distant sound. Saumya opened her eyes and she heard that distant sound again. She could not trust her ears and what she heard. She tried to sleep but sleep was miles away. So she decided to get up and check. She went out of her room and stood below the staircase.
Now she could hear the sound continuously but could not make out what it was. She climbed the stairs and came to the first floor and stood there. She cannot go further because she never ever went on the roof on Tuesday night. Saumya stood there in confusion. Now it was again pin-drop silence.
She decided to go back to her room and turned back. At this moment came a sound that pierced through her mind – it was her mother’s cry in pain; loud and clear. She froze there but within an instant, went up the stairs in front of the door to the roof. To her surprise, the door was latched with a chain; it was not bolted.
Now the sound became crystal clear. Her mother was crying once a while but the gap between the two cries was filled with deep moans. Saumya wondered why her mother was making such sounds. What kind of pooja were her parents performing?
She decided to go through the door on the roof and checked if everything was ok. She bent forward and took a look outside. There was dark outside and the whole roof was on the left. She could not see what was happening by standing there.
Saumya moved a little to the right to get a better view and about to enter but in a flash, froze at the spot. She was numb and couldn’t believe her eyes. She couldn’t believe she was looking at her father who was standing facing the door to the roof.
Her eyes down on something. In the candlelight, she could see her father was stark naked and his hand holding some thick snake-like thing. It was hazy but then realized she was looking at her father’s massive penis and she froze.
A few moments earlier, she was in fear of the unknown but now something else gripped her mind. Some kind of lust came over her mind. Her father was stroking his penis with the left hand rhythmically.
Saumya felt her hand going down and feeling her pants between her legs. It was wet like a damp cloth. She had her first orgasm and felt weak like she would fall. She ran downstairs and jumped on her bed. Her eyes closed on their own. Within moments, she was in deep sleep.
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