Blackmailing a friend’s daughter and the events took place not long
after my friend’s marriage split up. Like me, Jaya was in her early 40s
and had a child. I’d only known Jaya for about 5 years, and I'd grown
to care for her very much in that time. I found her very attractive and
longed to bed her, but had got the feeling she was 100% straight and not
a lesbian like me!
One morning I was woken by
a phone call from Jaya, she had a huge favour to ask of me. The favour
was, could I take some time and look after Parimala who was ill and
unable to go to school. Jaya explained she'd taken so many leaves after
her break up she feared she'd get a warning letter from her boss if she
continues taking more and more leaves. I told her to calm down, get
herself off to work and I'd sort something out.
Jaya
dropped a set of keys into my apartment on her way to work; I reassured
her I'd get around to her house as soon as possible. It was nearly 11
am by the time I got out of my house and travelled back homewards on my
Kinetic Honda as I approached Jaya's house I smiled to see Parimala’s
curtains in the balcony closed. I thought poor girl, she must really be
ill if she is still in bed and I did not even ring the bell.
I
just let myself in by opening the door with the keys so as not to
disturb her and I crept around the house for a few minutes, wishing Jaya
was there with me. I picked up photos of Jaya and her children and
smiled back at the happy faces. Parimala was so like her mother, a white
skinned, chubby, appears to be over her age and I sighed to myself
wondering what might have been if I'd met Jaya when she was teenager.
The
age her daughter was now. I looked at Parimala looking plumpy in the
photo, it must have been taken when she first moved to the area and her
age must be 11 at that time. I heard a noise from upstairs, the sound of
footsteps going from one room to another. I went to the bottom of the
stairs and waited for Parimala to appear. My happy, welcoming face soon
dropped when I saw it was not Parimala.
Hello
Raghu, Jaya never said you were coming as well and I said referring to
looking after Parimala it was only then that I felt I'd been hit by a
stone. Raghu's shirt was unbuttoned and he is in his underwear and as I
rushed up the stairs he ran into Parimala's room. He hopped from one
foot to another pulling his jeans on and glancing across to Parimala.
I
did not know what my next question should be Parimala, are you ok? I
called Raghu a bastard and told him to get out of the house. Parimala
looked frightened when I turned to her as the cowardly Raghu left the
girl to explain you won't tell mummy will you? She asked nervously as
she gripped the bed sheet to her face. I shouted at her, demanding to
know if Raghu had hurt her and I was still so concerned for her.
No,
of course he did not hurt me, Raghu loves me. We're not stupid you
know, we use a condom always. This amply clarifies me that this is a
mutually consensual relation. I began to tell her about what she and
Raghu's action had done to her mum, again as Parimala answered I yelled
at her and just, get dress up and come out of your bed." I left Parimala
to dress and went downstairs.
I was still
shaking when Parimala came downstairs. She is in her beautiful half
saree and not in her usual middy and blouse combination oooh! What a
chick to fuck? I had a tingling in between my legs. Her blouse corners
are soaked with sweat at her arm pits. Her blurred bindi on her fore
head and the fresh shine in her face (which a fellow woman only can
understand sufficiently indicated that she is thoroughly fucked by Raghu
for a long time.
How lucky the guy is? I felt
jealous of him and I shot her a look but said nothing other than
pointing towards a glass filled with flavored milk with floating ice
cubes, I'd just poured for her. I started talking more calmly while she
is savoring the drink. I told her she must stop seeing Raghu right now
else Jaya may find out. I said I wouldn't say anything to her mother if
she agreed to this.
Parimala refused to agree; she said she was old enough to decide who she saw for herself.
She
started on about how great Raghu was. I told her to shut up, that I did
not want to hear anymore, I reminded her how stupid I am to take time
to come around to look after her. Parimala's cell phone rang in the
kitchen and she hurried to get it. It was clear it was Raghu. I walked
through, snatched the phone from her and tossed it across the room.
Parimala stood in disbelief and then slapped me in a split second I'd
hit her back, twice as hard.
She ran upstairs
clutching her face. I followed her up. She tried to slam her bedroom
door on me, but I pushed it back into her and don't you ever beat me
again? I shouted at her as she sat on her bed. Your mummy deserves a
better daughter than you and she doesn't deserve to have you and Raghu
fucking around behind her back. I lost my temperament. I shook Parimala
holding her round shoulders and turned back to leave for my home and if
you care so much about my mum why don't you go fuck her?
Parimala
shouted back, shooting me an angry look. I got stunned and turned back.
I am sure that, she did not really mean it. She uttered these words in
desperation. But this single slip from her tongue had changed the entire
course of the scene there and not only the scene but the future course
of events what? If I keep fucking your mother, you will have a reason to
carry on screwing with Raghu? No I've got a much better idea. I will
fuck you right now and I bolted the bedroom door and looked at the
puzzled girl.
I jumped across to Parimala in a
single leap, grabbed her before she could react, knocked her back onto
the bed, I landed myself over her, bent my head and began to kiss those
juicy lips strained with the milk shake she just drank Parimala
struggled, she tried to push me off, but I held her by her wrists,
pinning them to the bed either side of her face, I bent over her,
trapping her legs with mine.
My mouth closed
around hers, my tongue forced its way into her mouth, she flared her
nostrils and snorted, her eyes bulged. I was so aroused already and the
vanilla flavour of milk shake she just had is mesmerizing me. Letting go
of one of her wrists allowed Parimala to strike me, but it only
heightened my pleasure as I fumbled on the skinny kid with my free
hand.
I caressed her milky waist appearing
between the gap of her petticoat and blouse, and squeezed on one of her
boobs over her choli and forced my hand into the valley of her choli
while sucking the vanilla soaked nectar from her mouth. Parimala tried
to scratch me and I pulled away from her mouth shook my head, and
slapped her, telling her no you don't!
She
looked fearfully at me and much of the fight appeared to drain out of
Parimala as the tears now ran down her face. She begged me to leave her
as I let go of her other wrist, pulled away her pallu and started to
unbutton her blouse. I controlled my urge to rip her blouse open as it
will give a clue to Jaya later. She tried to grab my wrists and tried to
push my hands away, but I was too strong for her.
I
grabbed a paper weight nearby on the side-stand located at my arms
length and on threatening to hit her with it; she stopped trying to
fight me and tried to keep her blouse tight. I easily cast it open and
gazed down on her semi-clad figure. I cupped one of her bra-covered tits
in a hand and gently fondled her. She tossed her head from side to side
as I tried again to lock her mouth with mine.
She
asked me repeatedly to leave her. She sobbed as I unfastened her bra
and pulled it off to expose her little tits. I again started sucking her
vanilla mouth while licking her salty tears flowing over her cheeks in
between for a change I lay across Parimala, my face buried on her chest,
tonguing, sucking, licking her small tits, squeezing her as I did so. I
teased her nipples with my teeth and bit her softly.
She
could hardly move as I did so but as I moved a hand to the bottom of
her petticoat to pull it up, she panicked. She tried to push me off, she
clasped her knees tight together, Parimala tried in vain to throw me
off. My hand slipped up her petticoat and onto her panty. Mmm, the soft
satin feel, sent a wave of excitement to my damp pussy.
A
present from Raghu no doubt and I smiled at my prey as I massaged
Parimala's pussy through her panty sliding down her body a little, I
started biting her panty covered pussy softly. It is like a bun wrapped
with a cloth. I bitten it with my teeth softly so as not to hurt her.
She turned her head to the wall, and gave a mild plea for me to stop. I
again came up and covered her mouth with mine.
She
struggled to break the forced kiss and I struggled to keep her lips
between mine while I squeezed her pussy with one hand. Parimala moaned
in discomfort, and I slipped my fingers inside her panty onto her little
snatch. I felt a warm tingle in my own pussy as I began to finger the
teenage beauty's pussy lips. I rubbed on her clit, I forced fingers up
her tight cunt, I squeezed her pussy lips mercilessly.
Parimala's
body jolted and shuddered as I pressed myself into her for my own
pleasure. The tears continued to stream down her red, pained face due to
my slap. She continued to plead for me to leave her. I did, for a few
seconds but only to pull off my own sari and petticoat and I lay on top
of Parimala with only in my blouse and Panty.
My
pussy feels her little panty covered mound. I rubbed myself against
her, feeling her against my pussy as I lay upon Parimala I grabbed her
face and once again forced her to kiss me. I continued to kiss her and
started fucking her with my mound for the next few minutes, feeling wave
after wave of pleasure rushing through me. I could feel that she was
wet and I know I certainly was!
I started
grinding my pussy into hers. I had tried to wrap her legs around my
waist and clutch me tight. I slipped my both palms under her both bums
and pulled her hips as close to mine as I could. This is one of my
favourite positions. I had never been with a plump teenage girl as large
as Parimala. I loved the feeling of that chubby chick getting crushed
under me.
I started fucking her fast and hard
there was really no other way to describe it. I could feel my juices
running over her panty and I loved it. I ran my finger along the crack
of her ass, and down. I could feel the heat from her pussy, and her
juices too were running out and I could feel we were making a large wet
spot on the sheets after three rounds of orgasms, standing up on my
shuddering legs.
I stripped from my blouse and
bra too, fingered my hard nipples and looked down upon the despoiled
girl her semi-clad, violated body lay curled up on the bed, but I hadn't
finished with her yet. I knelt on the bed beside the crying Parimala
and began to take her petticoat off. She protested again, tried to push
me off, but with no luck. Only her crumpled panties remained. I soon had
those down around her ankles. Now both of us are in naked condition and
I took my position to cover her body again.
I
began to molest Parimala's limp body, feeling her pussy, her tits, her
tiny ass, devouring her body with my hands, my mouth and my eyes. I
pushed her further up the bed; Parimala did not glance in my direction
once but continued to sob. I took hold of one of her ankles, pushed her
legs apart and positioned myself in between her legs once again. The
protest moans and complaints began again, I swore in pleasure as I
spread her legs and pressed my pussy into the girl’s.
There
was one final act of humiliation I wanted to subject Parimala to. I
pulled a pillow and kept it under her buttocks. I climbed in between her
open legs and started to rub her wet cunt with mine ooooh, my darling
ahh it feels so good ahhhhhh and I moaned. I started banging her cunt on
mine moving up and down, up and down like a man fucking, but it was my
cunt that was slamming down on hers and it felt fantastic.
I
was on fire and I rode her hard and fast, harder, harder, faster. The
bed was creaking, while I fucked her crazy and her eyes were closed and
her face was distorted while my whole body was on fire. Once more I felt
myself tense, shiver and come. I rubbed my dripping pussy against
Parimala's skinny pussy. I lifted my mouth from her as I brought myself
to climax upon her after and I consumed myself completely and I remained
naked on top of her naked body for a few minutes.
I
squeezed her pussy as I stood up picked up her panties from the floor,
smelled them and cleaned my pussy with them. I dressed myself slowly,
watching Parimala curl up, pulling a pillow to her body and silently
cry. I slid myself into my petticoat, fastened my blouse hooks and wore
my sari and I leaned over the girl and I can see why Raghu likes his
little slut.
I think I'll keep coming for more
too, and don't worry my sweet concubine. I won't tell your mum. Get up,
dress up yourself and change the bed. I looked at the wall clock. It is
4.30 pm and Jaya will be home in an hour. I went down stairs to wait for
Jaya since I fucked the daughter now thoroughly, I am sure; one day I
will bed her mother too even against her consent if required.
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