I led her to stand between my legs and began lifting her saree. Her beautiful milky white thighs came into view. I bunched her lifted saree and tucked it at the top. Taking a deep breath, I moved my gaze to see her bushy pussy completely covered in black curly hair.
I had to part between the hair to be able to push one side of her pussy to see the inside. Her hair was slightly wet, from the white gooey wetness coating her her pink insides.
Her clit was so tempting I could resist pressing her button like bundle of nerves. She immediately jerked and I looked up, "Don't move."
"Where do you feel itchy? Inside or outside?" I asked wanting to know where I'd have to apply the ointment.
"On the inside." She whispered ashamed.
And indeed when I pushed the hair aside and looked further down, it was red and slightly puffed up.
"Here?" I looked up and her hips bucked, almost falling over me, as she rested her hands on my shoulders, not standing even closer, panting.
She nodded turning red as she felt embarrassed over what happened. She moved to stand back but I held hips.
"Stop." I took the ointment in my hands and again parted her hair as I began applying it there. She hissed in pain perhaps so I moved in to blow on her beautiful cunt. This close I could smell it. My mouth practically watered upon seeing how wet it was and the dent in my pants grew even harder.
"It feels ticklish." She said her legs shaking.
Knowing my slow pace probably felt like feather to skin I began applying with some force. I rubbed the cream on both side of her labia aggressively. Somehow the movement caused my fingers to keep flicking her clit as she began flinching and jerking every time it happened. It didn't help the dent growing in me.
Eventually she became wet and I could smell her arousal. Looking up I asked her, "Sweetheart, there is discharge here. Can I clean it, or the ointment won't be effective?"
She looked confused at first but then reluctantly nodded. This was the best part of getting a village girl. They are so gullible and unknown to this world. I moved in and licked her clit as she gasped loudly and jerked back.
"Dad, what are you doing?" She asked horrified, as she tried to push backwards. I held her tighter and assured her, "This is the best way to clean it. Nothing can clean the discharge here better than this."
"Really?" She confirmed hesitantly. I nodded and pulled her back. Spreading her legs and parting her lips, I licked her clit and took it in my mouth. I heard her gasp again as she took in a deep breath and held my shoulders tighter. I sucked her clit whilst my hand still rubbed her labia. 'Accidentally' hitting her opening again and again.
I started hearing some muffled noises and when I peeked up I saw her hand over her mouth to not let out her noises. Smirking I continued sucking the life out of it. The hand on her hip moving up to beneath her arms, trying to hold her in place as I place my thumb on her breast and kept holding her tighter to 'balance' her.
Just when I found her legs shaking more, I realized she was closer and thrust up my finger in hole as she screamed and bucked all over my face. She kept shivering and my lips never left her. Cleaning every drop of sweetness.
When she regained her senses, she moved back and pulled down her saree and rapidly asked, "What just happened? And why did you insert your finger inside?"
Pulling her closer with her hand, I took her pallu and again ducked my hand under her saree and cleaned her pussy with her pallu. "I cleaned the discharge. And as for what happened, it's so that you don't have more fluid releasing. And the finger, I was applying the ointment there as well. What if the rash spreads till there?" I gently explained to her.
As I closed the tube, I stood up and told her, "Don't tell Abhinav. Boys don't understand these things at this age. He'll get worried. Next time, if you have any more issues, then also, let me know."
She nodded, sweat covering her face as she kept looking around and not at me. Seeing this I left to go have my lunch.
