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Shiv’s heart raced as he read Shreya’s text message. A mix of concern and desire swirled within him. He had never expected her to reach out to him, especially when she was feeling vulnerable and lonely.
“Why, all good, beti?” he typed back. His fingers hovered over the keyboard with anticipation. He knew she was in a committed relationship, and yet their connection was undeniable.
Shreya’s reply was swift, her words revealing the depths of her emotions. “Yes, just mood swings. Even with everything, I feel lonely. Sometimes, I feel like crying out loudly. My husband doesn’t seem to care. He’s away on a trip with his friend, and I’m left here alone.”
Shiv’s chest tightened at her words. He understood the pain of being taken for granted. He felt protective of this beautiful, passionate woman. “Some people are like that, beti. They take things for granted and don’t realize what they have until it’s gone,” he responded, his tone gentle yet firm.
He wanted to offer her comfort, even if it were only through their messages. Shreya’s next message caught him off guard. “Why do you care for me so much? Is it just because I’m married? Am I just a free option for sex?” Her words stung, but he understood her insecurities.
“Shut the fuck up, beti,” he typed, his tone harsher than he intended. “You know I care for you. You’re not just an option for sex. You’re my beti, and loving someone like you, even knowing I can’t have you, is painful. I fear the day you might stop talking to me, and it haunts me.”
There was a pause, and Shiv held his breath, waiting for her response. When it came, it was filled with raw emotion. “Daddy, I love you so much. I wish I weren’t married. I wish you were here. I would hug you tight and fulfil all my duties as your loving daughter.”
Shiv’s heart melted at her words. “Love you 3000, beti,” he replied, using the phrase that had become their secret language of affection. He knew she was in a complicated situation. But he couldn’t deny the intense connection between them.
Their conversation took a turn towards the erotic. Shiv found himself drawn to the idea of guiding and dominating her. “Beti, I want you to do something for me. I want you to touch yourself, but you must not cum until I say so. Can you do that for your Daddy?”
Shreya’s response was eager and submissive. “Yes, Daddy. I’ll do anything you say. I want to please you.”
Shiv’s breath quickened as he imagined her touching herself, her delicate fingers caressing her soft skin. “Good girl. Now, slide your fingers under your panties and tease your clit. But remember, no cumming.”
He could almost feel her trembling as she followed his instructions, her breath becoming heavier with each passing moment. “Oh, Daddy, it feels so good. I want to cum for you.”
“Not yet, beti. Not until I say so. Now, slide a finger inside your wet pussy and imagine it’s my cock filling you up.”
Shreya’s moans echoed through the phone, and Shiv could picture her on the other end, her body glistening with desire. He continued to guide her, his voice deep and commanding. He instructed her to tease herself, to edge closer to the brink of pleasure without falling over.
“You’re doing so well, beti. Now, pinch your nipples and imagine my mouth sucking on them. I want you to feel every inch of your body yearning for me.”
For the next thirty minutes, Shiv led her through a sensual journey, making her body sing with unfulfilled desire. He knew she was on the edge, desperate for release, but he wanted to push her further, to make her crave him even more.
“Daddy, please, I need to cum. I can’t take it anymore,” she pleaded, her voice hoarse with need.
“Not yet, beti. You’re doing so well. But I have a special surprise for you. Can you wait a little longer?”
Before she could respond, there was a knock on her door. Shreya, confused and aroused, opened it to find Shiv standing there, his eyes burning with desire.
“Daddy!” she exclaimed, her eyes widening in surprise and delight. She pulled him inside, her small frame jumping into his arms, hugging him tightly.
“You came for me, Daddy,” she whispered, her voice filled with happiness and relief. “I love you so much.”
Shiv held her close, his strong arms wrapping around her petite body. “I’m here, kiddo. Daddy’s here to take care of you.”
Shreya’s tears of joy turned to laughter. She realized the wetness between her legs was not from her tears but from the anticipation of what was to come. “Kiddo, Daddy is here to make your pussy wet, not your eyes,” he said, his voice low and seductive.
Shreya’s hands found their way to his face, and she began to kiss him passionately. Her lips were soft and inviting, and she sucked on his lower lip, her tongue dancing with his in a sensual rhythm. She bit his lip gently, her breath hot against his skin, sending shivers down his spine.
As their kiss deepened, Shiv’s hands roamed over her body, exploring her curves with a sense of ownership. He cupped her breasts, feeling her nipples harden under his touch, and squeezed them gently, earning a soft moan from Shreya.
His fingers traced patterns on her soft skin, making her squirm with pleasure. Breaking away from the kiss, Shiv whispered in her ear, “You’ve been a very naughty girl, beti. Daddy’s going to have to punish you.”
Shreya’s eyes sparkled with excitement at the prospect of their role-play. “Yes, Daddy. I’ve been bad. Please punish me, make me feel your dominance.”
Guiding her to the bedroom, Shiv instructed her to kneel on the edge of the bed, her hands resting on the mattress. He stood behind her, his erection pressing against her back, as he untied her robe, letting it fall open to reveal her naked body.
“Such a beautiful sight, beti. Now, I want you to stay still and not touch yourself. Daddy’s going to take care of you.”
Shiv began to caress her body, his hands gliding over her soft skin, teasing her with light touches. He ran his fingers along her collarbone, down her spine, and over the curve of her hips, making her shiver with anticipation. His touch was like magic, igniting a fire within her.
“You’ve been a very patient girl, beti. Now, I want you to feel my mouth on your sweet pussy.”
With that, he pushed her thighs apart and lowered his head, his tongue tracing circles around her clit, teasing her with soft, gentle licks. Shreya’s breath caught in her throat as waves of pleasure washed over her. She tried to stay still, but her body betrayed her, arching towards his mouth, seeking more contact.
Shiv continued to torment her with his skilled tongue, licking and sucking her sensitive bud, driving her wild with desire. He inserted a finger inside her, curling it upwards to find her sweet spot, and she moaned loudly, her body trembling.
“Please, Daddy, I need more,” she begged, her voice hoarse.
Shiv obliged, adding another finger, stretching her, and filling her with a delicious fullness. He thrust his fingers in and out, his thumb continuing to work her clit, bringing her closer and closer to the edge.
“That’s it, beti. Cum for Daddy. Let go and scream my name.”
Shreya’s orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her body convulsing as pleasure exploded within her. She screamed his name, her voice echoing through the room, as her juices flowed freely, soaking his fingers and her thighs.
As her tremors subsided, Shiv stood and positioned himself at her entrance, his cock throbbing with need. “You’ve been a good girl, beti. Now, Daddy’s going to fill you up.”
With one smooth thrust, he slid deep inside her, claiming her as his own. Shreya gasped at the sensation of being filled so completely, her body welcoming his invasion.
Shiv began to move, his hips driving into hers with a steady rhythm. He watched her face, her eyes closed in ecstasy, her lips parted, as she relished the feeling of being taken by her dominant lover.
“You like that, beti? You like being fucked by your Daddy?” he growled, his voice rough with desire.
“Yes, Daddy. I love it. I love feeling you inside me, owning me,” she replied, her words breathless and raw.
Shiv increased the pace, his thrusts becoming harder and deeper, their bodies slapping together in a primal rhythm. He reached around and pinched her nipples, tugging on them gently, sending sparks of pleasure through her body.
“You’re so tight, beti. Your pussy is gripping me so perfectly. I’m going to make you cum again and again.”
Shreya’s body was on fire. Her senses heightened as she surrendered to the raw, animalistic sex. She matched his rhythm, pushing back against him with each thrust, her nails digging into his shoulders, leaving marks of passion.
“Oh, Daddy, I’m close. Please, don’t stop,” she pleaded, her voice a mix of desperation and pleasure.
Shiv’s control was slipping as he felt her pussy clench around him, her muscles contracting in time with her orgasm. “Cum for me, beti. Cum on my cock,” he commanded, his voice hoarse with need.
Shreya’s body shattered into a million pieces as her orgasm consumed her, her cries filling the room. Shiv followed her over the edge, his cock throbbing as he emptied himself deep inside her, their bodies moving in sync.
They collapsed onto the bed, their hearts racing and their bodies glistening with sweat. Shreya snuggled into his arms, her head resting on his chest. Her breath slowly returned to normal.
“That was incredible, Daddy,” she whispered, her voice filled with contentment. “I love being your naughty girl.”
Shiv smiled, his fingers tracing patterns on her back. “You’re an amazing beti, and I love pushing your limits. But remember, you’re mine, and I’ll always take care of you.”
As they lay entangled in each other’s arms, the night air cooled their heated bodies, but the passion between them burned brighter than ever. Shreya’s heart was torn between her love for her husband and her intense connection with Shiv.
Little did she know, this was just the beginning of their secret, forbidden affair. The choices she would have to make would shape her destiny in ways she never imagined.
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