Thanks to Steveciao for editing this story.
Even though, I had ended the story to a logical conclusion in the first part, due to requests from readers I decided to write a second part which happens right after she loses her virginity to her dad.
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Anas was trying to complete his sales pitch report. He wanted to move to another team to be closer to his daughter but was finding it tough. It was already 10:30 pm.
He watched as his daughter Saima bounced into the lounge room, her thin cotton nightie brushing against her thighs. Her skin was rosy from the hot bath she'd just taken, and her long hair carried the fragrance of jasmine as she climbed up onto his lap for her nightly cuddle. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, pulling her close as he buried his face against her neck and nibbled on her delicate skin. Saima giggled loudly and twisted on his lap, her soft bottom rubbing against the front of his pants, making him groan. He placed her sideways across his legs and as his hand moved slowly beneath her nightgown, Saima parted her thighs like a good girl.
Saima felt daddy's fingers move slowly up her inner thigh and her body began to tingle in anticipation. She loved how he softly rubbed his finger along her slit and made her pussy all wet. She blushed and buried her head against daddy's chest. Anas groaned with appreciation as he parted the lips of her pussy with his index finger and rubbed her slick juices over her button.
Saima was so wet. God, she was becoming such a little slut. He'd been rubbing his little girl's clit for months now, and each night her pussy got wetter, and his cock got harder.
Anas was amazed how he and Saima moved to this arrangement after their accidental encounter as if it was the rightful thing to do. No shame, embarrassment, taboo, societal pressure came into the picture.
He remembered the rumour that Mughal emperor Shah Jahan was distraught after the death of his wife Mumtaz Mahal and he started having an incestuous relationship with his daughter Jahan Ara who looked just like his wife. When a few courtiers expressed displeasure, Shah Jahan said that the planter of the tree had the first rights to its sweet fruit. The seed he planted his wife's womb had grown and was giving him the juiciest nectar filled fruits to feast upon.
Anas found Saima's tiny clit and rubbed it back and forth between his two fingers, feeling his cock harden as she jerked her tiny hips up and down against his hand. He moved his free hand upwards, reaching for the buttons that ran all the way down the front of her nightgown. Slowly, teasingly, he undid the buttons, revealing her tiny body to his hungry eyes. With the first few buttons undone, Anas pushed the cotton away from her chest, moaning softly as his eyes feasted on her rosy nipples. He lowered his head and began lashing her nipples with his tongue.
Saima groaned as she felt her daddy's wet mouth begin to lick and suck her nipples. She didn't really understand how her body worked, but she knew that when her daddy licked her breasts, the tingling feeling in her chest was somehow linked to the aching feeling between her legs. Her daddy liked it too, because his breathing became heavy like her own, and his hand would rub her button faster as he licked and sucked. She loved it when he sucked her nipple hard, pulling it with his lips and teeth until it hurt a little. That always made her moan, and as he continued to work her nipples, Saima could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter.
Anas listened to the squish of her juices as he ran his fingers quickly across her snatch. It was driving him insane. He'd never done anything more than rub her clit and suck on her tiny nipples, but he'd certainly thought of all the other things he wanted to do to his baby girl. Tonight, was the night to progress matters. He scooped Saima up into his arms and stood up from the recliner chair, turning around and placing her back down on the leather seat. She looked up at him with confusion in her eyes, as he stared down at his daughter's shapely body.
Her nightgown was doing nothing to hide her modesty. Unbuttoned to her waist and pushed up high against her stomach, there was little left to the imagination. She looked so decadent sprawled in front of him. He watched as her chest moved up and down, matching her rapid breaths. Her nipples were swollen from his urgent sucking, ruby red nuggets of sensitivity atop her soft mounds. With one hand he reached out and pulled her leg over the arm of the chair, opening her cunt up for his gaze. As he knelt in front of his baby girl, he lifted her other leg over the other arm. Already engorged from his toying fingers, her labia pulled apart. Anas could see her tiny opening, nestled into her slick pink folds. She was so wet, juices covering her slit from pussy opening down across her rosebud. Anas licked his lips and lowered his mouth to his daughter's cunt.
Saima couldn't believe her daddy wanted to lick her down there. She instinctively tried to pull her legs together to stop him, but his big hands on her inner thighs kept them pushed wide. She jumped at the first touch of his tongue against her arousal, wanting to call out no to her daddy, a feeling of disgust inside her as he worked his tongue across her outer lips. She didn't, instead biting her lips against the torment inside. She could feel his tongue run the length of her snatch, pushing firmly against her slit as it seeked an opening.
Saima gasped as the tip slid between her lips, toying with her innermost slick folds. She felt his tongue sliding up her pussy and wiggling back and forth against her sensitive nub of a clit, and as it did, her emotions changed from a mix of disgust and discomfort to excitement and anticipation. There was a warmth down below, a gentle flickering warmth stirring up between her loins. The more he worked his tongue across her slick sex, the more the warmth intensified, a fire now deep inside.
She buried her hands in her daddy's hair and pulled his head hard against her sodden lips as she arched her back. His mouth felt even better than his fingers. He licked her again and again as she moaned, and then suddenly she felt his tongue pushing against her. The feeling was new to her, an unexpected blend of discomfort from the stretch against her virginal walls and pleasure from the warm invader. She didn't know that anything could be put inside her, and despite her initial discomfort, she knew it felt good. She told her daddy not to stop as she thrust her hips up and down against the chair.
Anas couldn't get enough of her pussy juice. He thrust his tongue deeper and deeper into her tight cunt and felt the walls contract around his tongue. If she was this tight, how was he ever going to get his cock inside her? His hands grabbed at her ass cheeks, pulling her up off the seat of the chair as he buried his face in her cunt. Saima was moaning profusely as Anas continued to lick and suck at her sodden sex. He pulled his tongue out of her tight cunt and wrapped his lips around her swollen clit again, sucking firmly against her nub, Saima squealing in pleasure. Anas ran finger down her lit, rimming her pussy opening, urged on by his desire and her continued moans. He just had to feel how tight her pussy was, and with her juicy cunt so wet, he slowly pushed his middle finger into his baby girl.
Saima felt the tip of daddy's finger pushing into her tight opening. She tensed, clenching her tight walls around his finger. She heard her daddy groan, the vibration sending tiny shock waves around her button. Why did he want to put his finger inside her like this? It felt so hard and thick inside her. She was still coming to terms with the stretch inside her pussy when she felt him slowly pulling out again. He mustn't have liked it in there, and she breathed a sigh of relief as she felt him pulling out.
