My Misunderstood Father- The Conclusion

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Hello and welcome back dear readers of Indian sex stories. I hope that you all are having a great time reading my stories. Read all my previous stories to catch up with this. So, this is the final and the concluding part of my Revenge on Bullies saga. But I will continue to pen down different storylines with new plots. So, without wasting much time, let’s start with Finale!

My revenge was now full circle and complete. I, Iqbal and Shiva had a hot orgy with my wives (mom and sis) and we further humiliated my bullies Ravi and Aarif. But my father’s message left me in a big dilemma. I was going through all sorts of mixed emotions. You can imagine how hard it feels, when your father, who left you for good, talks to you in almost two decades! Anyway, I was on my way to Mumbai where my dad is living. I was in the flight having a stream of different thoughts.

I had very less idea of my father. All I could remember was that he left us for another woman. My dad was rich as fuck! Lots of money and property and had inherited a mega fortune from my grandfather. When dad married mom, she was only a teenager.

My sister was conceived when mom was in her 16th year whereas I born in the beginning of her 18th year. I am 25 now. Even after marriage and children, dad encouraged mom to complete her education and she became a school teacher. It seemed quite a good relationship and he too loved us but at the end, mom had to raise us herself. So why did he leave us?

I reached Mumbai and I notified mom that I reached. She sent me an image that they were having a lot of fun. Mom was getting her pussy licked by Aarif and his mom Shahida while stroking Shiva and they waved at me.

Another image was my sister spanking Ravi’s mom, Jyoti’s ass while sitting on Ravi himself whereas Iqbal was fucking Ravi’s bimbo sister, Divya. Damn, I was missing so much. Preeti sent a GIF rubbing her pussy and sexily saying “I miss you my darling bhaiya”. Fuck I got hard at that moment. But here I was miles away from finally meeting my father.

Dad received me at the airport. I was seeing him since I was 8. Physically describing him, dad is the same height as me. He is very lean inbuilt as compared to me and hair turned a bit gray. Although a big-time nerd, my physique was very normal and those years of training had made me more muscular and robust. My mom says I take after my maternal uncle in looks.

He dressed up really well but he wore a pink shirt with a scarf around his neck. Looked a little strange I must say. He must have reached 50 since my mom (wife) is 43.

At first, there was a wave of coldness between us but I hugged him and went in his car to his house. For most of the ride, we barely spoke. It is just that I never got to know him and he never got to know me.

“So how are your wives, son?” dad asked.
“uuuummmm … How do you know about me being mom and Preeti’s husband?” I asked.

“hahaha… You might be a police officer, beta. But I am still your father. I was there at the temple when you and Neetu (my mom) were getting married. I wished to meet you all but didn’t have to heart to meet you face to face. So I saw everything from a distance and left.

At first, I was shocked, that my own son is marrying and bedding my wife, but then I realized Neetu deserves true love which only a son can give back to his mother. And your sister, my darling daughter Preeti, she is so lovely. I … I….” and dad got emotional.

I put my hands on his shoulders and said “They are very happy now dad and their lives are better than ever. When you left us, I had to step in.”

“Yes, you had to! I am proud of you my son. Aaj tum nahi hote tho unka kya hota. Tum teeno life me itna aagey badh gaye. Aaj tumhari jesi life shayad hi kisi ki hogi. “ dad spoke.

“Agar aisa hi tha, tho aapne humein chora kyu dad? Mana ki aaj hum teeno ek saath hein aur apni apni life me kafi aagey badh gayein hain. Lekin aapki kami hamein hamesha mehsus hoti rahi “ I slammed this hard reply on his face.

I continued “ Batao Dad! Kyun? Kisi nayi biwi ke liye humein chora aapne?”
My dad replied with fury “Maine nahi chora tha Neetu ko! Mujhe mauka kahan diya usne?”

“Beta ghar pahuch ke baat karte hein aaram se.” dad stopped so that we can drive easily. I reached his house and god damn it was luxurious. I was a bit angered as well, as we worked our asses off to have a good standard of living whereas this man was living in riches. I wondered where his new wife and kids are.

I freshened up and joined him at the table for some drinks. We did cheers to our reunion and Dad started the conversation.
“So Ayushman. How come you became a police officer? You were more on the academic side as a kid.”

“True dad. But circumstances change everything. I had to have more confidence and build myself physically.” I proudly replied.

“That I can see bete. You look really muscled up and strong up. And this mustache suits you really good.” And put his hands on my thighs. I felt a little uncomfortable at that. I wanted to get straight to the point. “Anyway dad. You didn’t tell me why it wasn’t your fault. Aur aapke naye biwi bache kahin dikh nahi rahein.” I remarked sarcastically.

“Beta mere koi naye biwi bache nahi hain. “ I was surprised. WTF! “Tho fir … humein chora kyun? Maa ne tho bola ki aapne kisi dusri aurat ke liye humein chora tha!”

“Suno ab meri baat bete. Teri maa bahut hi achi aurat hai. Lekin usne mujhe kabhi mauka hi nahi apni safai me kuch bolne ke liye! Tum dono ko leke chali gayi. Teri maa bahut young thi jab humari shaadi hui thi. Mujhe uske liye bura bhi laga ki kya wo mere saath reh payegi kin ahi. So I had her complete her education and all so that she stays from my secret.”

“What secret dad?” I quizzed him.

“That I was never a woman’s man, bete. I was a man’s man. Yes, I am gay and I was forced to marry Neetu. I knew that no one would accept my orientation. I actually never got very hard with your mom. I am not saying that she is not beautiful. When I saw her at 40, there was barely any different from what she was during our marriage. Only she is more voluptuous and curvy that has made her even better.”

I was surprised at this revelation! I remember during one of my lovemaking sessions with mom, she told me my father could never be so hard and erect like me during sex. Now I know why.

He continued “Somehow we had two children. You and your sister. I thought that I can transform myself for the sake of you at least. But I couldn’t. I just couldn’t. So one day, your mom caught me with a male lover of mine and we fought like hell. She simply took you both and said that she will make her son a real man and I would be a bad influence on you.

This is the complete truth son. I ….I …am sorry bete mujhe maaf kardo!” he started sobbing and fell on me.

I felt bad for him. Mom should have at least told me about this. He deserved a chance though. But things happen for the good and fate got me and mom together forever. I tried to console him and he hugged me tightly. I was touched and emotional. Dad looked into my eyes and said “Your mother has raised you to be a real man as she promised. You are so handsome my son. You are everything I am not yet I everything I like.” And he kissed on my mouth. I was astonished.

“WTF dad! How dare you do that to me? I am not into men like you are. I love women! Mom was right. I shouldn’t have come here. You are really a bad influence. Go fuck some other man! I am leaving.” I started leaving and dad stopped me and said “Beta ek baar apne baap ko tujhe pyaar karne ka mauka de de. Bas me tera lund chusunga aur apne andar lunga. Tune apni maa aur behen ko apna pyaar tho dikha diya mere bete. Bas ek baar dad ko bhi pyar karle. Puri zindagi ka boj mere kandhe se utar jayega.”

After a lot of pleading, I agreed for this bisexual experience for the sake of my dad. I hugged dad and kissed him. I felt strange but I did it. Then he unzipped my trousers and started stroking my cock. “Great my son. Tera lund bhi mere jitna hi bara hai 7 ka.”

“Isse thora kam tha pehle. Exercise aur physical training se thora badh gaya hai. “
“lekin mere se bahut mota aur choda hai! Haye aaj tho meri gaand ka kabada ho jayega!” he joked.
“Kyun dad, apne bete se gaand bhi marwana hai kya? Chalo life me ek baar ye bhi try kar liya jaye. Un chutiyon ki mene nahi bajayi thi. Aapko hi khush kar lete hu.”

He continued working on my shaft and then put his mouth on the tip of the cock and started sucking it. Damn! He was seriously giving me as much as pleasure a woman can give. He gulped my dick and moved his mouth up down all over my cock. I caught him by the head and gagged his mouth really with my dick. Dad was stroking his own cock while blew me and masturbated to it.

Then he got on all fours and told me to put some lube on my dick. I said “Dad apne bahut gaand marwaya hoga. Iski kya zarurat?”
‘bete tera lund mota hai bahut. Ispe kuch laga ke karna.” He implored.
I complied and put some lube on my cock with a gentle stroke, I shoved my dick inside his ass and shouted “aaaaahhhhh yes my son! Fuck your daddy’s ass! I love you my boyyyyyyyy!!!”

I began pumping up and down and motioned faster all the while chanting “Take this dad! Do you love this? Your son’s hard cock inside you ass huh! Take it slut! I am now a son who fucks his own family! I fuck my mother! I fuck my sister! And I know I am even fucking my father! Aaarrrrrggggghhhhhhh” My strokes got harder and harder.

Now we both laid on the ground and I position myself at his side. I once again slid my cock inside his ass and resumed fucking his brains out.

“yeeeeesssssssssss bete! Just like that! Fuck you gandu dad! He loves your big dick inside his ass! My hot and handsome son! Who better than you! You are the best son in this world! Make your daddy proud! Fuck him!” he moaned.

I fucked him like that for 10 minutes and now I wanted to cum. He got on his knees and said “oooohh yeah I wanna taste my own son’s cum! “

I put my dick inside his mouth and blasted my load. He hungrily swallowed my load and licked my dick clean. “Wow! Thank you so much, son! I guess I am now on good terms with you!”

“Fine dad. Although I didn’t want to do it. But as a son, it is also my duty to look after my father. “We both bathed and chit chatted for a while as father and son over drinks. He even told me that I fuck far better than his 35-year-old lover, who had gone for some urgent work that day.

Next day, I was going to leave. I parted on good terms with my dad and told them mom and Preeti would accept his orientation. I even told him that if he wants to take a boy’s ass, then he comes to meet me. My bullies would gladly take him in the ass. Especially Ravi!
I reached home and both my wives jumped on and cuddled with me.

We sat down and I told them everything that happened. Mom accepted dad’s apology and decision and she too apologized to him. She told him that she is the happiest with me and we are totally in love with one another. My family was kind of finally reunited.
Six months have passed since that day.

My mom gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, who has the same cute nose as hers. My sister Preeti is pregnant with our first baby. Ultrasound has shown that she is carrying a boy. My bullies who say that “Yaar Ayushman! Tune tho aapne maa behen ki badle ki aag me humein tho gandu hi bana diya . Humari maa behen bhi randiyaan nikli aur humein tho gaand marwane me mazza bhi aane laga hai ab.”

I told them “Wo tho mujhe hamesha se pata tha ki tum log andar se gaandu ho. Aur issi gandu panti me meri maa aur behen ke saath tumne jo ghinauni harkat ki aur uski wajah tumhara aaj ye haal hai. Anyway, enjoy your lives all of you. My dad is here to meet us. He loves fucking guys and he wants a fine piece of male ass. So get ready!” Once big-time studs, now cocksucking faggots.

That day, dad enjoyed fucking all of my bullies. He fucked Ravi and Aarif and told them that he is punishing them for bullying me and humiliating and defiling his wife (now ex-wife) and daughter, who are also his bahus! (daughters in law) hehe. Must say, my father, fucked their brains out.

Today, all my friends and families are at my house for a nice and warm get together. Both my wives, my mother and my sister are sitting next to me. My mom, Neetu is dressed in a fine sleeveless red maxi with our daughter and who is also her granddaughter sitting on her lap and playing with her necklace.

My sister, Preeti is sitting on the other side with her hands on her swollen pregnant belly.

Joining us are, Iqbal and his aunt, Rubiya who are now married and so are Shiva and his cousin, Radhika. Dad and his boyfriend, Rajeev are also there and we all are having a great time. I can’t wait for dinner to get over so that I can go to my wives and suck their swollen tits that are filled with milk as both are lactating now. Our lives are better than ever and our hunger for each other never satiates. Because there is more to hunger between us. It is pure love. The love between a mother a son; love between a brother and a sister; love between husband and wife!

In the end, I would like to my quote my own words “Three big things can make your life super hot and happening. A big dick! Bigger balls! And the biggest brains!”

THE END

This brings us to the end of my first series. I hope you enjoyed this sex story and I look forward to your valuable comments and suggestions. Email me at [email protected]

I will be back with another series and let me give you a small feel of my new upcoming series –
“What happens when two different incestuous worlds collide? Mother-Son and Brother-Sister! “ – coming soon
Until then as I usually say. “Stroke your cocks or finger your pussies until all the tension that you have taken all day gets jerked out!”