23 comments/ 500943 views/ 121 favorites An Unwanted Affair By: arrow_poison Author's Note: This story is loosely based on a true incident, but it is a work of fiction. All characters and events in the story are creation of my own imagination. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. I also would like to thank 'jbravo556' for reading and editing the story. Thanks are also due to 'niscutie' for reading the story before submitting. All the main characters depicted in the story are over 18. An Unwanted Affair I didn't know why he was behaving in such a manner now. I thought about telling Adeel about the incident, but later decided against it. I didn't know how he would react to this news. He was very afraid of his father, and I had never seen him taking a stand against his father, even when he was not wrong. I was afraid that father would call me to his room the next day, therefore, when he informed us that night that he would be out of the city for some days, I was relieved and happy. I was probably imagining too much, and everything would be fine after his return. He was visiting a nearby city to attend some marriage ceremony in his friend's family. Father returned three days later. The children were at school and Adeel had already gone to the shop. After freshening up, he called me into his room. I was a bit apprehensive, but I went. He was standing by his bed with his briefcase lying open on the bed. He was rummaging through its contents. I used my chunni (a scarf) to cover my head and went near him. Father took the clothes out of his briefcase and produced some small packages. "For the children," he said as he handed me the packages. I took them. Then he pulled a few DVD cases out of his bag. "I've brought some new movies, like to watch?" "No... I'm not free now." I was eager to get out of his room. "I'll watch later." "I'm not asking you to watch it now." He smiled. He handed me one DVD from the pack and put the others into his TV cabinet. "Keep it... watch it when you're free. I know you like movies." I silently took the DVD, left his room, and took a deep sigh of relief. Maybe I was wrong about my father. I went to my room and put the DVD in my cupboard. I decided to watch it later in the afternoon. Father took his shower. Surprisingly, he didn't use the common bathroom. He washed in his own bathroom. When he came out of his room, he was fully dressed. I was in the kitchen cooking lunch. "I'm going to the shop." He spoke from the kitchen door. "Is lunch ready?" "Yes." He sat at the dining table. I served him food. He ate ravenously. He looked happy. Once or twice he looked at me but didn't talk much. He seemed to be preoccupied with something. When he left after lunch, I locked the door. I fed Rehaan and Shama, and left them playing in the veranda. My other three kids, Shahid, Sakina, and Parvez, were at school and were not expected until three. I looked at the wall clock; it was showing 1:00 pm, enough time to straighten my aching limbs. I thought I would take a brief nap. I slipped in my bed and closed my eyes. Suddenly, I remembered the DVD that father had given me. I am a big movie fan also; therefore, I dropped the idea of sleeping. I took the DVD out of my cupboard, switched on the television, the DVD player, and inserted the disk into it. I took the remote and settled on the bed. I adjusted the pillows beneath my back to put myself in a comfortable, reclining position and then pressed the play button on the remote. The television screen flickered for a few seconds; then it began to show the legal warnings. I pressed the fast-forward button, waited for few seconds and again pressed the play button. My eyes went wide open with shock and disbelief. Along with the credits, the screen showed a naked white woman lying on a sofa. A black man with a gigantic cock was fucking her hairless pussy while she was gripping, and sucking the cock of another white male. In my panic, I simply forgot to use the remote, immediately jumped off my bed and switched off the television. Then I stood there shivering violently. I had never seen such a wanton display of sexual acts before. I had heard about porn movies; and I was vaguely aware of the fact that in such movies, fucking scenes were shot from very close quarters. However, what I just saw appeared simply disgusting. Gradually, the trembling was replaced by anger. I was furious with my father. The old man was playing games with me. He had deliberately handed me a blue film DVD. Bastard... Seething with anger, I decided that I would confront the old man, and if he refused to mend his ways, I would report the incident to Adeel. I could not let this go on forever. After making up my mind, I took the disk out of the player and put it back in my cupboard. My children arrived from school, and I got busy with them. The kids ate their food, and then all of them went out of the house to play with their friends, leaving Shama, the youngest one, and me alone in the house. Father arrived at about five in evening. When I opened the door, he smiled at me, and then went directly to his room. I waited for some time. I was furious with him, but now when I was about to face him, I started feeling nervous. I went to my room, took the CD from my cupboard, waited there for some time, breathing heavily, trying to overcome my nervousness. Finally, I came out of my bedroom. I crossed the veranda and the open courtyard and knocked on his door. "Come in." He asked from inside. I went inside. He was sprawled on his bed, the remote was in his hand and he was continuously changing channels. He looked at me. "What's this?" I asked angrily showing him the DVD. He stared at it then looked at me, puzzled. "What did you give me?" "A movie..." He tired to smile. His smile made me even angrier. I had never been so angry in my whole life. I could feel tears swelling in my eyes. "You call this a movie?" I threw the DVD on his bed. He picked up the disk in his hand. His face wore a look of deep surprise. Again, he stared at me as if he couldn't understand why I was shouting at him. Then his eyes went wide. I had enough. I could not control my tears. I knew I would start crying, so I immediately turned and began to walk out of his room. "Nilofer please stop." He called me as he jumped off the bed. I didn't stop and walked hurriedly toward the door. He rushed close to me and held my hand firmly. "Let me go." I cried trying to release my hand from his firm grip. But, I was no match for his strength. "Look Nilofer." He said apologetically. "It's just a mistake. I didn't give it to you deliberately." "Let go of my hand." Angrily, I tried to free my hand from his grip, finally succeeding in getting out of his clutches. I ran out of his room, and scurried to my room. Father followed me. I quickly locked my room from the inside. I heard his footsteps approaching the door. Then he knocked lightly. I didn't reply. "Nilofer, please listen to me." He was almost pleading. "I didn't do it knowingly." "I don't want to listen to anything. When Adeel returns, then we'll talk." "Please... Nilofer... don't tell anything to Adeel. Believe me, it was not intentional." "Please go," I shouted from inside. "I don't want to talk to you." There was a silence for some time. "Look Nilofer... your mother died thirteen years ago. I miss her so I bought it for myself. I gave it to you by mistake... you must believe me." I realized that if I continue answering his calls he would not go away. I kept silent. Finally he spoke. "Okay... if you don't want to listen... I'll go. But please don't tell Adeel about it." I heard him move away from the door, and then there was silence everywhere. I was in no hurry to open the door. I rubbed my eyes to wipe the tears. I remained in my room until my children returned. Father was locked inside his room. I washed my face and began preparing dinner. I pondered what had happened this afternoon. I didn't know whether my father-in-law was telling the truth. But, after much deliberation I decided to give him a chance. Adeel came at around eight. Father was careful enough to open the door of his room before the arrival of Adeel. Still, he stayed inside his room watching television. When dinner was ready, I sent Parvez to call him. He came back and said that grandpa was not hungry. I didn't press further and served the dinner to Adeel and the kids. Adeel was a bit surprised by his father's absence from the dining table; but he was tired from the day's work. He ate hurriedly and went to the bedroom with the kids. I collected the dishes from the dining table and dropped them into the sink. Then I went to my bedroom. Before entering the room, I looked in the direction of father's room. He was still awake. I could hear the sound from his television emanating from his room. I went inside my room and locked it. An Unwanted Affair "I... I... will tell Adeel." As a final resort, I tried to threaten him hoping that it would work. It made him even angrier. "Listen you slut," his voice suddenly filled with menacing tone, "Do you really think Adeel can save you from me?" I gave him a terrified look; nothing came out of my lips. Father retorted. "Don't have any misgivings... I can kick you all out of my house... right now. What would he do then?" A morbid fear began to grip me. "Adeel's good for nothing, you know that; you know it very well," Father chewed every word he spoke. "If I kick you out, do you think he'll be able to look after you?" Tears began to stream down my cheeks. "Please let me go, I'm like your daughter." I pleaded. "If I had a daughter like you," his eyes were burning with an unfathomable lust, "I would've fucked her too. God knows how long I've been dreaming about you, from the day I first saw you naked." I stared at his lust filled face. I didn't know what he was talking about. When did he see me nude? I couldn't recall. "Listen... Nilu..." His voice was suddenly softer. "Just give me what I want. I'll give you everything you need." "No, I can't." I sobbed. "Please let me go." Deep in my heart, I was aware that he was probably correct. My introvert and meek husband was no match for his father's dominance. With his delicate disposition, I doubted that he would be able to look after us if thrown out of his father's house. I dared not think what would happen if I had to move out of the house. He sensed my resignation. "What's your decision?" "What do you want?" I gave him a resigned look. His lips spread in a leering smile. "Still pretending... bitch." He pushed me back on the bed. He reached his hand between my legs. I felt his hand groping between my thighs, roaming over my pussy. He fumbled to locate the cord of my salwar (a traditional loose pant like dress worn by women) and when he found it, he undid it. He then grabbed the cloth and pushed it off my thighs. "No... please don't." I cried in shame. I closed my eyes in utter shame. Tears rolled out of eyes and disappeared into my hair. He pulled the salwar off my leg and tossed it aside. His hand was now moving over my naked thighs. I felt it groping at my knickers. Without waiting, he pulled them off too. He then lifted the hem of my kurta (a long shirt) and exposed my naked cunt. My most intimate and private part was exposed so brazenly to the leering eyes of my father. I opened my eyes for a fraction of second. His bulging eyes were glued to my exposed pussy. He was slowly wetting his lips with his tongue. My face turned red with utmost shame and disgust. I had never been so lecherously exposed even to my husband in my ten years of married life. We fucked mostly with all the lights off. Adeel liked it that way and I never thought beyond that. I couldn't recollect many occasions when Adeel had seen me completely naked. I was lying on my father's bed with my lower half completely bare, my father-in-law lustily gazing at my hairy pussy. He had taken his cock out of his tahmed and was stroking it with his left hand. My heart was beating like a drum. I crossed my legs in a vain attempt to hide my hairy cunt from his lecherous gaze. He watched this with an amazed look in his eyes. His left hand still stroking his cock, he undid his tahmed. It fell on the floor. He climbed on his bed and settled near my thighs. I closed my eyes again. I felt his hand roaming over my pussy slowly. He forced my legs apart and spread them wide. Then his fingers touched my pussy. He spread my cunt lips. My body twitched when his index finger touched my inner labia. "Come on... enjoy it Nilu." I felt his hot breath over my cheeks as his lips touched my lips. "I'm sure you're not getting it for the first time." He whispered in my ear and then laughed lecherously. His fingers continued rummaging through my bushy cunt. "Oh... gawd... what a pussy!" He muttered to himself. He withdrew his hand from my cunt and positioned himself between my wide spread legs. He took his cock between in his fist and began running the inflated head over my slit. My mind began to revolt again. This place was reserved only for my beloved husband, and now it was being violated so wantonly by none other than his own father. "No!" I tried to push him back. He laughed like a maniac and grabbed me again, pinning me on the bed. I continued struggling but soon realized that I was no match for his brutal strength. With my arms pinned with his hands, he positioned himself between my thighs. I felt his cock head nudging between my pussy lips. He leaned forward, brought my both hands together over my head and grabbed them with his right hand. His left hand was now free. His powerful legs pressed my struggling legs relentlessly, stifling my resistance. With his free hand, he gripped his cock, and placed the tip at the entrance of my cunt. I felt my pussy lips spread to accommodate the intruding organ. He pushed forward. His cock entered mercilessly inside my cunt. I felt a sharp twinge of pain between my thighs; and I cried loudly. His cock must be thicker than Adeel's tool. The pain caused my eyes to open. I found his face just above mine, staring into my eyes. When he found me looking in his eyes, he smiled lewdly and gave a massive thrust. His mammoth hardness tore into me. It felt like a burning rod entering between my thighs. "No... please," I wailed with pain. "please take it out... it's hurting." He laughed triumphantly, happy for his prized win. "Stop crying, it's already in dear." I then realized that his tool was completely buried inside my hurting pussy, his balls touching the back of my ass. He bent his head and kissed me. He held still for some time enjoying the feel of his long thick tool resting inside my smarting pussy. Then he withdrew his cock until only the tip remained inside. The pain eased a little. He pushed again ramming his massive hardness deep into my pussy. I yelled again. "Aah... Nilu... what a tight cunt." He gave me a lecherous grin. He began fucking me with long strokes. Realizing that he would not listen to my cries; I resigned myself to my fate. He didn't relent and continued plundering my pussy with hard strokes. With every passing second, his humping got wilder. He fucked me harder and harder. Slowly the pain began to ease off; my cunt got adjusted to his savage thrusting. His rough thrusting cock tickled some unknown nerves and my pussy began to lubricate. I didn't want to admit it, but my body began to respond to his humping. He was still plundering my cunt mercilessly, but now his massive cock was moving smoothly in my velvety depth. He had a kind of strange raw animal energy, which I had never felt before with Adeel. He was groaning and panting with effort. His face and body were covered with perspiration. Yet, he showed no sign of relenting. He continued fucking my pussy, with every stroke, his humping got more and more ferocious. Finally, he cried loudly, and plunged his cock all the way inside my pussy. I felt his cock swell inside me, jerk violently and spurt his hot molten seed inside the soft folds of my cunt. It felt like a hot geyser opening inside me, inundating my soft enclave. Completely spent, he slumped over me; his face pressed between my breasts which were still hidden beneath the kurta. He was panting with the effort. Surprisingly, I could also hear my own heavy breathing. His cock began to deflate inside me, but he made no attempt to take it out. When he didn't try to move away, I pushed him back. His cock came out with a loud plop sound. His thick cock juice that was 'till now trapped inside began to ooze out of my hairy cunt. He collapsed on my side. I got off his bed hurriedly. He looked at me with half opened eyes; did nothing to stop me. I picked up my salwar and knickers from the floor. Before coming out of his room, I turned back and looked at him. His eyes were open, and he wore a lazy look. His lips were spread in a winning smile as he watched me go out. An Unwanted Affair When I returned, Adeel was snoring. I lay beside him silently, closed my eyes and tried to sleep. In a single day, I had been fucked by two men. Two different cocks had deposited their seeds inside my womb. I had been raped and loved on the same day. Two people... so different from each other... one a gentle lover... the other like a wild animal. I should hate the animal for what he did to me. But, did I... really? Today, something had changed inside me. My body longed to relive that pleasure again, to feel that animal energy penetrating my body, the brutal thrusting and massive force of ejaculation inundating my pussy. I squirmed on the bed, squeezing my thighs, trying to stop the sudden flow of wetness seeping from my cunt. When I finally drifted to sleep, I was soaking wet between my legs. ---- The first thing I noticed in the morning was that the soreness was replaced by a very mild, gentle prickling sensation, a faint reminder of what had transpired yesterday. The morning passed in the usual way. I sent the kids to school and cooked breakfast for Adeel and his father. Father came out of his room only when the breakfast was ready. He looked fresh and gave me a nasty grin. Red with embarrassment, I avoided his gaze, and served the breakfast. They ate ravenously while I served the tea. After breakfast, Adeel changed and was ready for the shop. He took instructions from his father, collected his tiffin and went out. I was now alone in the house. Father had already retired to his room. He was watching some news channel. I could hear the sound of a news reader reading the morning news. I paced in the kitchen; a strange nervousness gripped me. My heart began to beat faster. I expected him to come out of his room, grab me, take me to his room and fuck me hard. I was suddenly flushed. Holy shit...I cursed myself for my lustful thinking. I must hate that bastard for ruining my life... the evil man who had violated me like an animal. A fight within my conscious ensued. My body responded in an entirely different way. I could feel my crotch getting wetter with every passing minute. Someone knocked at the front door. When I opened it, the housemaid was standing there. To my surprise, I didn't like her presence although it was her regular routine. I accompanied her to the kitchen and gave her the instructions. While she was busy mopping the floor, I stood by the kitchen door and looked in the direction of my father's room. No movement. He seemed busy listening to the morning news, but I was sure that he must be looking at me from some hidden corner. The maid finished her work. I walked her to the door and locked it. I was breathing heavily. Anytime now father would come out and grab me in his arms. My cunt twitched with a strange anticipation. "How can I do this?" I felt ashamed about my lewd thoughts. I heard Shama cry. I rushed to my bedroom, took her in my arm and breast-fed her. She was soon asleep. I came out of my room. I picked up the noise of the shower running in the common bathroom. "Nilu..." I heard him shout from the bathroom. "Yes." "I forgot my towel," He said loudly. "Please give it to me." "Help yourself." I realized that my voice was quivering. "I am naked... can't come out... please get it." He shouted from the bathroom; I could feel the taunt in his voice. My body began to tremble with an incredible anticipation. I went to his room, took his towel from his bed and walked to the bathroom door. I gently tapped on the door. "Towel." The door opened immediately. I extended my hand with the towel while looking away from him. "What're you doing Nilu... hand it properly?" I turned my head. Father was standing naked at the door, leering; his body soaked with water, his massive cock jutting out of his coarse bush, his heavy balls hanging erotically. "Look what happens to me every time I see you." He smiled lecherously as he twitched his strong abdominal muscles to cause his cock to jounce up and down. I could not avoid looking at the thick rod that was swinging so majestically. Father moved forward, grabbed my hand and dragged me into his arms. "Let me go." I tried to resist unsuccessfully. "Please." He laughed and dragged my struggling body under the shower. The cold water from shower fell over our heated bodies. I could feel his raging hardon poking into my belly through my wet clothes. He began to take my clothes off. "No... Please don't." I offered a half hearted resistance. "Let me go." He didn't seem to listen to me. One by one, he undid my kurta and salwar. First, he pulled my kurta over my head. He then unhooked my bra exposing my full breast and hard nipples. He carelessly dropped the bra on the floor. Shivering with shame, I cupped my tits in a frail attempt to hide my nudity from him. He didn't pay any attention and proceeded to undo my salwar. Next moment, my salwar was on the floor and I was standing there in nothing but my panties. He groaned happily at my predicament, slipped his fingers into my panties and rolled them down my thighs. I was standing completely naked, next to my father, his bulbous cock head poking into my fleshy belly. Trembling feverishly, I covered my tits with one hand and tried to cover my bushy cunt with the other. His lips spread in a lewd smile. He took my hands and forced them apart exposing my tits and cunt. He looked at my naked body with admiration. "You're gorgeous Nilu." His voice was hoarse with lust. He grabbed me back into his arms crushing my supple body into his hairy chest. My body melted in his arms. My swollen and hard nipples pressed against his chest. I felt his erect cock and balls rubbing against my tummy. My pussy was dripping with anticipation. All thoughts of remorse suddenly evaporated. I realized I was no longer nervous but ready. Father moved his hand over my buttocks and pulled my soft body into his masculine body. He brought his lips down and kissed me. I readily accepted his advance and returned his kiss. His tongue probed my mouth as his hand kneaded the big halves of my ass. We kissed passionately. I had forgotten that it was totally forbidden for me. If the truth came out, I would have no place in this society. I would lose my husband, children... everything that life had given me so far. I would become a pariah. Nonetheless, in the heat of the moment, none of this came to my mind. All I wanted was that magnificent cock plundering my hungry pussy. Father seemed to understand my desire. He took my hand and placed it over his cock. Under the falling water from the shower, it felt like a burning rod of steel, strong and thick. His hand moved between my thighs, and his fingers explored my soaked hairy pussy. He inserted a digit into my cunt. I moaned with delight. He fucked me with his finger. His finger was thick, almost like a cock. My cunt willingly accepted the intruding digit and clasped it in its velvety enclave. I was breathing hard with passion. His moving finger inside my cunt was doing miracles, causing my cunt to beg for more. I felt my warm cunt juices soaking his finger. He drove me crazy with desire. I desperately wanted his thick rigid tool between my pussy lips. I tightened my fingers over his cock and rubbed it against my pussy lips. Father brought his mouth to my soft nipples. He took one between his lips and sucked it hard, making me whimper with lust. I was still a lactating mother. He sucked milk from my breast hungrily. I realized that if I didn't let him fuck me, I would die of my extreme desire. "Ahhhhhhhhh..." I heard myself moaning. I wanted to tell him that it felt so good, but the words got stuck in my mouth. Father alternated between my tits, sucking both nipples one by one, enjoying my motherly milk. He gave equal attention to each of my tits. His sucking became rougher. I began to whimper and squirm; my hand tightly squeezed and released his cock. He let go my tits and began kissing me on my stomach. I felt his tongue probing into my belly button. His tongue moved further down toward the hairy mound of my pussy. Then I felt his tongue sliding over my bushy cunt lips. It was an entirely new experience. For a second, I thought that I would die with rapture. Adeel had never kissed me down there. I had never enjoyed the bliss of oral sex though I was vaguely aware of the fact that some people do things like that. "What... what are you doing?" I moaned-- never wanting him to stop. Father spread my fleshy thighs and began licking my dripping pussy. I felt his tongue exploring my inner cunt lips and my tiny bud protruding at the top. His tongue flicked rapidly over my inflamed clitoris. He began to eat my pussy heatedly. He slid his tongue deep into my juicy cunt, and then pulled it out slowly. He pinched my clit and then tried to take it between his lips. My clit is very small so he forced his lips over it and sucked it sharply. My body shuddered as a sudden flash of pleasure shot through my body. I arched my back and cried out. My thighs were trembling violently. My hand fumbled to hold something on the wall to prevent myself from collapsing. I raised my hands and groped for the shower's pipe. I grabbed it with both hands. Supporting my load against the pipe, I spread my legs further providing his probing tongue further access to my dripping pussy. I became aware of my hairy armpits, realizing that I hadn't shaved them for almost six months. Father-in -law was pretty occupied with my cunt. He sucked my cunt lips into his mouth and flicked my clit so wildly with his tongue that I was afraid I might come before he even started fucking me. I squirmed my thighs against his tongue. As if he understood my desperation, father withdrew his tongue from my dripping pussy. I wondered how he would fuck me as there wasn't enough space in the bathroom. I expected him to take me out to his bedroom. However, he had other plans. He pushed the bucket and a small plastic tub to one corner, then grabbed me by my hips and helped me settle on the limited space on the bathroom floor. It was an awkward position as my legs were high and resting against the wall. He positioned himself between my legs and lowered himself. I watched deliriously as he lowered his waist. I felt his fingers holding his cock as he fumbled at the opening. He found the right place and planted the tip. Then he pushed forward. His thick cock moved easily in my dripping cunt. He didn't have to make any further efforts as my cunt was well lubricated. He lowered his hips until the entire length of his cock was buried inside me. Intuitively, I wrapped my legs around his waist. He buried his face between my undulating tits and started fucking me with his massive cock. His movements were slow at first probably because of our awkward position, but he soon found his rhythm and began fucking me harder and faster. I could feel his gigantic prick fucking deeper and deeper into my dripping cunt hole. With every stroke, it was driving me nuts. I clasped my thighs tightly around his waist and tried to wiggle my hips, trying to get his raging cock even deeper into my willing cunt. His face was buried in my tits. His lips were mercilessly kneading my soft flesh. He was groaning loudly with lust. "Nilu... what a cunt." He was out of breath with exertion. He pounded my pussy relentlessly. His lewd words worked to aggravate my longing for his ferocious cock. I began working my cunt muscles over his cock. I tried to hold his cock tightly inside by squeezing my cunt muscles. Father moaned with pleasure. Both of us had completely forgotten the water that was continuously falling over our burning bodies. "Aaahhhhh... aah... aah..." I realized that I was actually moaning with lust with every plunge he made into my hungry cunt. My pussy was dripping profusely under his onslaught. Over and over, father fucked his mammoth cock deep into my wet slick pussy. I couldn't take it anymore. My orgasm hit me like a flash of lightening. "Aahhhhhhhhhhh..." I moaned shamelessly, completely oblivious to the fact that I was actually coming while fucking my father. I enjoyed my orgasm with wild abandon. Father sensed my orgasm. He began pumping my pussy even harder. "I'm coming... Nilu... its coming." He moaned and fucked his cock all the way into my ravenous pussy. He cried loudly as his cock began shooting inside me. Wads of thick sticky cum spurt from his massive fuck tool and gushed into my ravenous pussy. He pressed my body against the floor. I put my arms around his neck and enjoyed the hot molten seed erupting from his rigid shaft. Slowly, the throbbing subsided and his cock began to soften inside me. My legs were still clenching to his waist. He rested his face over my tits, desperately trying to control his erratic breathing. We remained there in that position, trying to catch our breaths. Then I lowered my leg on the floor. He got up. His limp cock slipped out of me. His cum oozed out of my freshly fucked pussy, dribbling along the crack of my ass, mixed with the water pouring from the shower. The water helped in rinsing a part of our fuck juices from our bodies. Father gave me a satisfied grin. "God knows Nilu," He smiled. "I never fucked a cunt like yours." After so recklessly enjoying a mind blowing fuck with my father, I suddenly found myself turning red with shame and embarrassment. Father helped me in washing my cunt. He took his time in working his fingers up my pussy and cleansed every drop of cum deposited. Still, he was not satisfied. We showered together and only then, he relented and released me. I hurriedly fled to my room, naked, leaving my drenched clothes lying on the bathroom floor. I closed the doors from the inside and grabbed a towel. I stood in front of my dressing table; dried my soaked body and began drying my wet hair with the towel. I looked at my naked reflection in the mirror. My body was glowing with the aftereffects of my shower fuck with my father. I found myself turning crimson. I had cheated on my loving husband. I wasn't fully responsible for the last day's incident. However, I couldn't deny that I had seen it coming, yet didn't do much to stop it. Perhaps I should have informed Adeel about his father's overtures much earlier. Now, it was too late. The thin line separating my relationship with my father had been crossed. The truth was that I had enjoyed it; in fact, I rather waited for it to happen today. By succumbing to the temptation, I had lost any moral ground that I had before starting my lustful relation with my father. I saw my daughter stirring in her bed. Afraid that she would wake up at any moment, I dropped the towel, and hurriedly took a new pair of bra and panties from the dresser and slipped them on my body. I was about to put my salwar and kurta on when there was a knock at the door. "Who's there?" Although, I knew who it was. "Nilu... open the door," The horny old man was gain back, "wanna show you something." "Not yet." I replied, again feeling a sudden rush of excitement running through my body. "I'm still undressed." Immediately, his lecherous laughter resonated from the other side of door. "Still have something to hide? Please open... I've got something for you." I thought for a moment, and then opened the door. Father stepped inside. He was in his usual dress; his upper body bare and a tahmed carelessly wrapped around his waist that did nothing to hide the bulge in front of his crotch. When he saw me standing in only in a bra and panties, his eyes opened wide in admiration. "It's for you." He gave me a lewd grin. He brought his hand from behind his back and presented me with a box. I reached out and took the box in my hand. I lifted the lid and slowly opened the box. Nestled in the blue velvety cloth was a beautiful pearl necklace. He removed it from the box and held it up. "It's for you." He whispered. "No... I can't take it." I refused. "What am I gonna tell Adeel." "Don't worry about him." He handed me the necklace. "Just give him any cock and bull story... he'll believe it." He moved behind me, took the necklace from me and slipped it around my neck. Then he took me in front of the mirror. "Nilu... you're gorgeous." He spoke as he slipped his arms around my waist. I felt his hardness pressing into my back. His hand slipped inside my panties, and his hand touched my juicy, swollen cunt lips and quickly found my clit. He began to rub my tiny love-button. "No... please stop... not anymore." I resisted, but he didn't listen to me. In a flash, he slipped my panties off my legs. Then he unhooked my bra and dropped it on the floor. "Now look," Said the horny old man. "so... beautiful." I stared at the petite naked woman, with only a pearl necklace around her neck, staring at me from the mirror. A pair of hands were working over her hairy pussy from behind. I had never been in such a position. A sudden wave of arousal rushed through my body. I felt his cock poking into my ass cheeks. Then I realized that father had already dropped his tahmed, and he was standing completely naked behind me. Father grabbed me from behind and forced me to bend forward. "No... not." I tried to stop him. "What're you doing?" He didn't listen and pushed me. I bent forward and grabbed the edge of the dressing table. I was now on all fours with my ass high in air and my hands gripping the dressing table. He positioned himself behind me. I held my breath as his mammoth manhood touched my glistening pussy. He took the cock tip between his thumb and index finger and planted the tip at the opening of my scorching pussy. My entire body shivered with strange anticipation. I was never fucked from behind before. Although, Adeel and I were aware about many positions of fucking, but we had never given it a try. It was mostly done in missionary position. Adeel never liked to experiment; and I was too prudish to ask for any such thing. I waited with bated breath. "Sorry Nilu... can't stop now." I felt his cock head gently opening my inflamed cunt lips. He gripped my hips and gave a massive push. His cock began its journey into my already creaming pussy. In one stroke, it was completely buried into me. His crotch banged against my ass. "Ahhhhhhhhhh..." Father cried in excitement as his cock plunged into my cunt. He began fucking me vigorously. I waited for a moment and then began responding to his strokes. Father fucked me harder and faster. I was surprised at his energy. Only fifteen minutes ago, he had fucked me in the shower, and now his cock was again buried inside from behind and he was pumping my pussy like a madman. I could never recall being fucked by Adeel twice in one day. Probably during the initial years of our marriage, he had fucked me more than once but such occasions were very rare. I had a sense of exhilaration for being such a turn on for my father. His cock was moving in and out of my ravenous cunt like a piston. With every stroke, he was pulling his cock completely out of my pussy and then immediately ramming it back into my horny depths. I began to squirm. I lifted my head and stared at the woman at me from the mirror. Her face contorted with lust; she was groaning, moaning, begging the old man to pump her pussy harder and harder. It was entirely a different woman. The simple homely housewife was lost somewhere, and I was looking at a cock hungry whore who was so lecherously enjoying her ordeal. Father was groaning with effort. His movements were increasing with every passing second. His strong thighs slapped against the back of my thighs again and again. My whole body reveled with the exquisite feeling. An Unwanted Affair "Aarhhhhhhhhhhhh..." He moaned loudly as he plunged his hard on into my pussy. I sensed his impending orgasm and thrust my ass to take his plunge. His cock exploded like a massive volcano, releasing a big load of thick fresh cum deep inside my pussy. I felt his jerking within the velvety folds of my pussy and releasing gob after gob of fresh cum. It triggered my own orgasm. My pussy twitched violently around his cock. I forcibly squeezed my thighs trying to milk his shooting cock. His cock jerked inside me for the final time, and then his ejaculation stopped. He withdrew his slick cock out of my cum filled pussy. Father slumped over my back, breathing heavily. I felt his cum oozing out of my pussy and slowly trickling along my inner thighs. Finally, he got up releasing his grip on my hips. I got up and turned to face him. I looked at his cum soaked cock that was fast shrinking in size. He gave me an exultant look. Lovingly, he put his had over my dripping pussy and gently ran his fingers over my slit. I closed my eyes and reveled in a wanton abandon. "Nilu..." He spoke. I opened my eyes. "You should take care of yourself." He pointed toward my hairy underarms. "Go to a parlor and get this removed." He gave me warm smile, and went out of the room, gently closing the door behind him. I staggered to my bed and collapsed over it. I got back to my senses only when my one year old daughter woke up and began crying. I suddenly felt ashamed of my nakedness in front of my toddler. I slipped a sheet, covered my naked body, and took her in my arms. That afternoon, I visited a beauty salon to get a complete makeover.