Bonding With Daughter – Part I

Vinod (48) had started looking for a decent match for his younger daughter Shikha (22) who was doing her M.B.B.S practice in another city. His wife, Rekha (45) had asked Shikha to come home for a while as they wanted her to choose from few photos and in case she likes someone, they could arrange a formal meet up. Their elder daughter Vrinda (24) stayed in the USA with her husband Rahul and had especially come down to help her parents and little sister.

Unknown to her family, Shikha had a boyfriend (Akshay) whom she had known for quite a while when she was in her college. Her boyfriend Akshay was extremely supportive when he heard the news from Shikha, and explained her to talk to her parents about themselves. Shikha was quite apprehensive as to how her parents would take it. Nevertheless she reached her home and did see couple of guys, just to keep her parents’ wishes. After a week, she left home on the pretext of some urgent work at the hospital without talking about what she came for. During her stay it was obvious to Vrinda that her sister was keeping something to herself and it was obvious with the way her sister was behaving with no interest at all in the guys who came to see her. After a couple of days, Vrinda called up her sister in a casual manner and with a little probing Shikha told everything about her relationship with Akshay. Vrinda assured Shikha that she will talk to parents about it and let her know.

With the days nearing for her to return to her husband, Vrinda waited for a good time to speak to her parents about it. Vrinda felt bad for her parents who were making big plans for her sister, but she loved her sister and couldn’t let her get hurt too. Vrinda had always been an obedient girl of her parents. Unlike Shikha, she never fell in love until her marriage to Rahul. Rahul was a decent guy and had worked hard to settle in the USA after his studies. After a lot of thinking, with a couple of days left for her travel, she resolved to talk to her father first about it as she knew it would be too much for her mother to panic about. Vinod was always understanding towards his daughters, made sure both got the much care from him as a father, guide and friend.

Fortunately, her mother had gone to visit her aunt who was staying few miles away. Vrinda knew it would be quite a long time until her mother would return. In the evening, her father came back from office. And by the time he got freshen up, Vrinda helped herself into the kitchen and made tea for her father.

“Oh thanks Vrinda! Why did you take such trouble? Where is Mom?” taking the tea cup from his daughter’s hands he asked.

She smiled sitting beside him as she handed over the cup, “Mom is out to aunt’s place Papa. Don’t you like the tea?”

Sipping through it, admiring its taste he replied, “I like it very much. Your mom should learn from you someday”.

She giggled at his joke, “Ow, no way, mom is much better cook than I am… You should see Rahul’s expressions when he eats at home”.

He laughed along with her as they made jokes about their partners, “But seriously, this is the best tea I had in the day, Thank you beti” He kept his hand on her head as a way of blessing her.

“Thanks Papa…” watching her father savoring the tea, she interrupted suddenly, “Umm Papa?”

He looked at her daughter fiddling with her fingers a little and guessed she wanted to talk about something, “Yes Beti, Anything you want to talk about?”

“I mean, it’s nothing actually…” She hesitated feeling strange not knowing how to start.

He kept his tea cup aside and placed his hand over her hands rubbing a little to make her calm down, nodding his head, “It’s ok beti, you know you can always talk to me like a friend.”

She managed a smile, taking a breath of relief as her father’s hands had an amazing effect on her mind. She stopped fiddling and taking her other hand to cup her father’s hands, gently squeezing she said, “But papa, you shouldn’t be angry about it okay?”

He smiled at his daughter’s nervousness, “OK, I promise. Come on now, open up”.

Moved a little closer, resting her head on his shoulder still with her hands in his, she said slowly, “It’s about Shikha”

Leaving one of his hands in his daughter’s hands, he moved his other hand over her head and stroked her hair, “yes, what about Shikha? Did you talk to her about anything?”

She looked up at him and felt soothe by her father’s stroking of her hair, “Yeah Dad, Shikha wanted to tell you something when she was here, but…”

Vinod couldn’t contain his laugh, “But, she didn’t say and left thinking I wouldn’t understand?”

Vrinda was surprised, “You know about it already?”

He nodded, “Yes beti! I figured out when Shikha was here. My wild guess is that she must be liking someone, but I didn’t wanted to make a press on it as Shikha was too scared to talk about it with me and your mom”

A glow appeared on her face as she listened to her father’s words, “so, you knew all along and kept mum about it. Does mom know too?”

“Well, not yet! Let’s not spoil the moment of her shock, it’s fun to see her panicked sometimes” winking at his daughter as he said that.

She laughed at his remark, “Well poor mom! So you are not angry on Shikha?”

“Hell No! Why would I be? She is an independent woman and quite matured to understand that she can make her own decisions. I never wanted you girls to do something just because I and mom wanted to. I did not chose Rahul remember, you chose him among the guys you met. So it’s perfectly fine with me and don’t worry. I will talk to mom too about it.” kissed her forehead, “And I am so proud that you were trying to help your sister for it. Shows how much you care for her baby”.

She couldn’t contain her admiration for her father for being so insightful, “Oh Papa!! I am so proud to be your daughter.” She hugged him moving her hands around his neck, “Thanks for everything papa”.

He hugged her back with equal affection, forgetting that it was his 24 year old, grown up married daughter, kissed her both cheeks as if she were his little girl, “Your welcome beti!”

Her saree was a little disheveled, but she didn’t mind it. She was surprised by her father’s kisses and giggled, “Aw papa that was sweet! I missed your kisses, don’t remember when was the last time you kissed me like that” and kissed him back on both cheeks..

He caressed her back with fatherly care, and at the same time his manly instincts felt her skin just above her blouse cut and the other hand felt her spine below it, before he could break his hug to ensure it didn’t start to make it strange, Vrinda moved closer and kept hugging him. It was enough for any old man to feel a young woman’s bodily fragrances. Vinod’s body had its own mind although he started feeling guilty, his hands just dropped below to her waist and he spoke to her, “Oh beti, you know I always loved to kiss you like that when you were a little gal”

Vrinda opened her eyes and looked at her father who was smiling down at her. She liked this bonding time with her father again and wanted to be Daddy’s little girl again, so she offered her cheek again, “If so, keep kissing your daughter Papa” and giggled.

He didn’t waste any time as he knew he was the under the spell of a very young attractive woman, who incidentally was his daughter. His mind was racing not to do it but he just moved towards her cheek and kissed her on it. His hands had started to tease her waist, with his thumbs slowly reaching under her boobs over the blouse. And he kissed again on her another cheek. Looking at her beautiful face with lust, he was unable to stop his hands from touching her under her saree which were feeling her soft skin and teasing her breasts slightly.

It was not long before she felt her father was being more of a man, she looked up at her eyes embarrassed a little if she pushed him too far for that by letting him kiss her. As she was thinking, she felt her father kiss her more and more on her cheeks, sometimes nearing her lips and sometimes on her chin. She couldn’t lie to herself that she didn’t like it. But it was wrong to make her dad feel for her like that. She was also feeling shy as her body was responding to his teasing under her saree. She didn’t know what to do and just let her father kiss her more as her eyes gave him seductive look. She whispered to her father almost moaning not believing herself as her hand was stroking his hair and body was melting in her father’s hugs, “Papa!”

His breath was a little ragged as he was pushing himself over his daughter, kissing her again and again over her face trying to reach for her lips but controlling it enjoying her smooth skin. His erection started to grow, “Yes beti”.

“Ahhh!!! Nothing papa” she wanted it to stop before it makes them regret, but her father teased her more with his hands now grazing her boobs pretending to hug her and show his affection. Her body hugged him tightly making him feel her boobs as her saree dropped from her shoulder and she started breathing heavily.

“Beti, you have a lovely face!” he didn’t know he just said that which made his daughter blush, as he was lost in kissing her more and more and slowly made his way to her ears and neck; checked out his daughter’s beautiful cleavage which was so inviting.

She arched her neck to let him kiss her more, not wanting it to stop as she never thought her father could have such effect on her, guilty but it was so good for him to ask to stop, “After all I am your daughter papa, for a handsome guy like you.”

It was hotter as she spoke to him reminding him that she was his daughter, still they were pretending that they were just showing each other father-daughter bond but both knew it was beyond that. He slowly grabbed her by waist and squeezed her as his other hand reached just over her left boob slightly caressing it, as he made his way above her neck to her chin and slowly he was about to reach her lips. His body was pressing against hers as she looked at him with the same lust, she found in his eyes. His erection grew up and poked her between her thighs over the saree making her realize that her dad was going to cross the boundary, she lay there blushing and lost in the effect waiting for her father to kiss her. Suddenly they heard the knock on the door, which startled them as they both looked at each other’s lips near to each other waiting to meet each other, breathing heavily and broke each other’s intimacy unwittingly. Vrinda, unable to look into her father’s eyes rushed to the kitchen grabbing her pallu that fell on the floor as she stood up giving a good view to her father’s delight. Vinod couldn’t believe himself that he was about to screw his own daughter, he got back to senses but looked at his tent in pants.

They again heard the knock as Vrinda came running now properly dressed, and opened the door. Vinod hastily went away to his room and locked himself in the bathroom, just in a crack of moment before his wife caught him going. As he entered the bathroom, he sighed and tried to calm himself down but his hands slowly went to his cock and pulled it out. It was tragic to see his cock stand up so good, he didn’t know when the last time he actually enjoyed it with his wife was. But a rush of guilt ran through his mind when he realized what he was about to do. It was shameful at the same time exciting, and knowing that his beautiful daughter did not mind it was even more titillating. When he thought about his daughter, he couldn’t help himself imagine her naked under her as his hands just reached for his cock and started stroking. He groaned under his heavy breaths, pulling and squeezing his cock, standing before the sink and watching himself lusting over his daughter’s body. He quickened his stroking unable to control and came all over the sink. Opened the tap to make his cum run down the water; once he calmed down and came back to senses, he washed his face before coming out of his room and found his wife return. He couldn’t find his daughter around and imagined she must have left to her room too.

———–What would have happened next??—————–

P.S. The characters are fictional and written only for fun, not to instigate anyone.