Hello, today, I am telling my own story for the first time. I stumbled upon these sex stories by accident, and since then, I became a regular reader. Since then, I have wanted to share my story with everyone. Some might think it’s a fictional story, but believe me, it’s my real life story. It’s about how and why I became our own driver’s wife.
It all started when I was in my second year of degree college.
Before I get into my story, let me tell you about myself. My real name is Swapna. I am from Kerala. My mother was a housewife, and my father is into the rubber business. He also owns a rubber plantation. I am an only child with no siblings. We are somewhat wealthy, I would say. We have a driver and servants at home.
When I was in 2nd PUC, my mother got ill. We came to know that she had lung cancer. By the end of my 2nd PUC, she passed away. So it is just me and dad now at home.
As I said, we have servants and a driver. The servants are a husband and wife. They live in our outhouse. The driver is someone my dad brought from an orphanage when he was just 15, not adopted, but he has been living with us since then, staying with us in the outhouse as well.
After my mother’s passing, I became close to my dad. There was nothing he said no to. I was living a happy life. I had no boyfriends as I was studying in an all-girls school and college. Then I got into degree college where both boys and girls attended.
Oh, about how I look? You can compare me with Kamalini Mukharjee. I look exactly like her. By the time I was in degree college, my body measurements were 32-28-32. Now I am 34-30-36.
I always wore a long skirt and t-shirt or churidar to college. Boys would pass comments, but I was not into them. Some even proposed to me. I rejected all of them. But my hormones started to change. I started feeling different when my friends would tell their tales of love and intimacy. I would touch myself when I was in bed thinking about those.
I came into my second year of degree. As I said, I became close to my dad after my mother’s passing. We used to watch TV sitting on the couch, and I would fall asleep on my dad’s shoulder, sometimes on his lap. I am a sound sleeper. I would even sleep in his bed sometimes while talking to him.
One day, I slept on the couch on his lap, but I was not fully asleep. That’s when my dad’s one hand was on my back inside my t-shirt, and his other hand was below my head. I did not mind it, so I stayed still. His hand below my head started moving.
He started caressing my back till my bra hooks. I didn’t know what to say or do. I kept quiet, but my body started feeling different. All my friends’ intimacy talks started coming into my head. That’s when my body temperature started rising, and my heartbeat felt heavy.
His hand below my head started moving faster. His other hand came on my breast and started feeling my boobs over my bra.
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I started feeling wetness between my thighs and a tingling feeling inside my pussy. I moved my head unknowingly and kept my face on my dad’s dick. Oh my God… this happened without my awareness. I could now smell his urine and feel his bulge on my lips. My dad took both his hands away. I stayed still in the same position.
Then, I was in some kind of trance. I wanted his hands back on me. At home, I wear short dresses as Kerala is hot. That day, I was wearing a short gown down to my knees. Sometimes I wear shorts and a t-shirt.
As I said, I wanted more. I opened my legs and folded one leg. My skirt fell open up to my hip, showing my black panty line. Inside, I became shameless in front of my own dad.
I kept my eyes shut. I was breathing heavily. My chest was going up and down. I didn’t know what was going on in my dad’s mind.
After 8 PM, it was only me and dad at home. The servants and driver go to the outhouse.
After a few minutes, my dad’s one hand rested on my stomach and the other on my head. He called my name a few times, but I did not respond. That’s when he lifted my t-shirt and slid his hands inside and started feeling my stomach. I was feeling good inside.
Slowly, he slid his hands onto my boobs and started to roll his hand over my bra. His finger was rolling over my cleavage and nipples. I felt my nipples getting erect. He started nibbling my nipples.
I slowly peeped. His eyes were on my thighs, his hands on my boobs. His hands were on my boobs for more than 15 minutes. His right hand went inside his shorts, and he was pressing his hard cock. I could feel that as I was on his lap.
His left hand came out of my t-shirt, and now it was on my thighs. He was pressing and rubbing. Slowly, his fingers were playing with my panty line. He tried to put his hands between my thighs, but I felt something and turned. Now I was facing his stomach. His hands were inside his shorts.
He took his hands out of his shorts and started rolling his fingers on my lips. His fingers were smelling different. I liked it. I moved my head to feel his boner. Wow, that feeling was awesome.
I don’t know what happened suddenly. My dad lifted me in his hands, took me to his room, and slowly laid me on the bed. I moved a bit and acted like I was sleeping. He climbed over me and sat next to me.
Dad did not wait at all. He started pressing my boobs over my t-shirt with both hands slowly for a few minutes, kissed my lips and licked them. Then he turned to my thighs and started rolling his hand up and down. I was feeling tingling all over my body.
He kept his hand on my crotch and pressed, then inserted his hands inside my panty. I have hair on my pussy. I never waxed or shaved. He started feeling my pussy hair with one hand, and his other hand was holding his cock inside his shorts.
Slowly, he started rolling his fingers between my thighs and started nibbling my labia. I was already wet. He kept nibbling it and stroking his cock. He placed his fingers on my pussy opening.
He felt the wetness, scooped it, took his fingers to his nose, sniffed it, and put those fingers in his mouth. I felt ashamed and also tempted to open my eyes and ask him to do it again. But I kept my eyes shut and enjoyed it, while still peeping. That was when, for the first time, I saw his cock.
He kept his fingers in his mouth and took his cock out and started masturbating faster and faster. It was one big brown cock with lots of thick veins in it. He was stroking faster. Suddenly, it erupted white semen. It rolled all over his hands and cock. He bent down and kissed my crotch, scooped some cum in his fingers and rolled it on my lips, and went to the bathroom to clean.
I opened my eyes, rubbed my lips with my finger, and held it to my nose. It was intoxicating. Without my knowledge, my fingers were inside my mouth. I tasted my dad’s cum. It was tasty. Then I touched my pussy. I was dripping wet. My panty was fully soaked in my love juice. I heard the door opening. I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. My dad came in, removed his shorts, and slept next to me only in his underwear, hugging me.
This was my first time with my dad.
After this day, my behavior towards him changed.