Tamil Selvi. Daughter of Raghavan and Madivathani.
Tamil…come .. Food is ready…
He left the food on the dining table looked at Tamil Selvi's room and called her for dinner.
Tamil Selvi came out saying "Coming papa...". A short skirt with a thigh-high, on top, a very tight T-shirt.
"Hey... this dress is very nice for you," Raghavan said with wide eyes.
Tamil Selvi hugged Raghavan from behind saying "Hmmm...my father does know what's good for me..." Her breasts were bulging inside that tight t-shirt and pressed against Raghavan's back. Her boobs felt like a soft ball made out of flowers. Raghavan could feel it very well. Her touch made his dick hardened and he was not wearing the underwear inside his lungi, his dick jumped slightly inside the lungi and got bigger and slightly tented. Grabbing the hand of Selvi she was hugging him from behind. He pulled her forward, "Okay come on... Let's eat... Mom will call us anytime now..." Raghavan's mobile phone rang before he could say it. He looked at the phone and told her
Mom's mom....", he pressed the green button... "Tell me..." he said.
“….”
"I was just about to take food and calling Tamil to eat..., then, you called..."
“….”
"Don't tell me..."
Raghavan was sitting on the sofa while he was talking, and Tamil Selvi was sitting at his feet, switching on the TV and changing the channel to mute.
"Hmm... Hmm", Raghavan was talking with his wife, Tamil Selvi looked back at Raghavan who was saying and slowly put her hand inside his lungi.
The relationship between Raghavan and her daughter Tamil Selvi was a father-daughter relationship as usual, until four months ago. Four months ago, that one day when Tamil Selvi came crying from college, it took the relationship of both of them in a different direction.
Raghavan is a writer. Now he is writing a serial for a magazine. Apart from the morning walk, if something is needed, then go outside occasionally. As he was writing this week's part of the sequel, the doorbell rang...he got up and opened it.
On opening the door, Tamil Selvi without saying a word, with her head hanging down, hurried into her room and shut the door. Raghavan did not understand anything.
"Tamil...Hey...Tamil..." He went behind and knocked on the room door. Only the whispering of Tamil Selvi could be heard from inside. Raghavan doesn't know what to do when his daughter cries.
“Tamil… open the door… tell me what…” What happened look at me.
Look here baby ... If you are crying without telling me what happened, Dad can't bear it... Tamil.... open the door... Baby"
The door didn't open.
Raghavan knocked, "Okay... I will call Mother and ask her to come...", the next minute the door opened. After opening the door, Tamil Selvi was sitting on the bed with her legs folded, her face buried between her legs and still crying. Raghavan came into the room sat by her side and wrapped his hand over her shoulder, he caressed her back and helped her to stop crying. He pulled her on his chest and he let his head...on forehead, fetish here and there on her back and made her stop crying.
"What's up Tamil... can you tell me..."
Tamil Selvi looked up at Raghavan and again started to cry...
“In college…”
“Hmm… in college…?”
“I have a senior boy…”
"Are you got ragged? College na so…”, before Raghavan finished, Tamil Selvi…
"Papa do I have to tolerate whatever the raging does...?"
When Raghavan heard from Tamil Selvi, Raghavan felt that something perverse had happened.
Tell me, father...", holding her father Raghavan's shoulder and shaking she asked again and again for 3 to 4 times.
"Would you tell me what happened...", now Raghavan's eyes were slightly confused...
Tamil Selvi slowly got down from the bed crying, lifting the top of her churidar “Look here, papa…”
Something was written below Tamil Selvi's navel. Raghavan narrowed his eyes and bent down to read what it was.
When will you bury me in your valley?
As Tamil Selvi's churidar pants covered what was still written below, Raghavan moved his hand on the seams of her, he pulled the pants a little down, but he was a little nervous and angry, his hands pulled her pants a little harshly and it came down with her panty.
Tamil Selvi was not in her conscious about she was standing in front of her father with her pussy open. Just above her hairy mound, he read "Dharshan, and still some letters hidden behind her pussy strands. He put his 2 fingers on the petals and read the words "dick".
He read combined with the first and the second "Dharshan's dick".
Looking forward to the day of burial
Raghavan looked up after reading, Tamil Selvi closed her eyes and kept her head up.
She kept crying without answering...
“ Tell me Tamil… who…?”, asks a little louder… shocked Tamil Selvi…
“The senior boy … Darshan papa… Final Year BSc Chemistry” replying to his father, she looked down and got a little embrace with shock and was unable to pull her dress up. Raghavendra pulled her churidar pant along with her panty up and covered and untouched pussy.
After fixing Tamil Selvi's churidar, Raghavan called someone on his mobile. A minute later he got a message on his mobile. After watching that, called her Tamil Selvi,
" Come with me ..."
"Where… where, Dad?"
"I'm telling you..."
Raghavan came outside, closed the door, took the keys and took the car. Tamil Selvi also sat in the car without saying anything. The car sped off. After a fifteen-minute drive, Raghavan stopped the car in front of an apartment, took Tamil Selvi and rang the calling bell at 403 on the fourth floor of the apartment. A forty-five-year-old woman opened the door...
"Sir, what do you want?
Is Darshan at home?"
"He just got out of college... and you?"
“This is my daughter... Darshan's college mate... I want to talk... Where is he in his room? Where's the room...?", Darshan was talking to someone with earphones inside the room. Peeking out of the room and looking at the mother, Raghavan said, "I will come after a little talk, amma.. .." and took Tamil Selvi inside and closed the door. Darshan stood as a statue in shock seeing Tamil Selvi and Raghavan.
"Are you Darshan?", Raghavan
"Ah... yes...", Darshan was still shocked...
"Hmm..." Raghavan, who had hammered Darshan once, went to Tamil Selvi and partly lifted the upper part of her churidar and said, "Did you write this?"
Refusing to look at the body, Darshan looked at Raghavan himself and said, "Sorry..... sir... that..."
Raghavan took a piece of paper from the table and wrote something. After writing it, he gave it to Darshan and said "Read..."... Darshan read it in his mind...
"Read it out loud..." Raghavan said and Darshan read it for both of them to hear.
How many times you will bury me in this valley?
Dick of Raghavan.
After reading darshan to see Raghavan, he came near darshan...
"This... Can I write to your mom waiting outside... Shall I write it on her pussy ?", Raghavan asked and looking into his eyes... Darshan's face changed and his eyes were wet... He folded both his hands and fell at Raghavan's feet. Without saying anything, Raghavan took Tamil Selvi and came outside and said, "We talked to Darshan... we are leaving, Maa...".
"Oh... I've made tea...", Darshan's mother said with a smile... Raghavan also laughed...
"No... It's fine... We'll come another day...", they said and left.
Tamil Selvi felt at ease now that she was nervous and heavy while getting in the car. She looked back at Raghavan with pride. Raghavan looked back and winked and smiled.
"We have to reach the home before Mom has to come from college" and they were at home in the next five minutes.
"Thanks, papa..." she said in a happy voice looking at Raghavan as she entered the house. Her eyes were troubled.
Raghavan slammed the door, patted Tamil Selvi's head with support and hugged her to his chest…
"What kind of Tamil is this? ... like a little child... you have gone to college now... you must be brave like a big girl..."
Tamil Selvi held Raghavan's waist tightly with her hand.
"Look here... Mom, will reach here any minute now... don't let her know anything.. okay? Go and change the dress. Go..”, he released Tamil Selvi from his embrace.
As Raghavan said, it was not so easy for Tamil Selvi to forget this incident. Madivathani, who had just returned from college, also noticed that her daughter was a bit calm. Raghavan managed to say nothing.
While eating, Raghavan made the situation normal by saying many funny things. At night they watched a comedy on TV. Madivathani wakes up early in the morning and goes to bed early, she has to go to college and go to bed early.
Raghavan and Tamil Selvi were still watching TV in the hall. It's eleven o'clock. Raghavan asked Tamil Selvi to lie down on his shoulder and lay down on his lap. She also put her head on Raghavan's lap on that couch and stretched her leg as much as she could. The TV was on.
Tamilchelvi took the hand of Raghavan who was stroking her head and placed it on her cheek. She slowly brought the hand on her cheek to her lips and kissed it. Raghavan did not show anything. Tamilchelvi was giving many kisses to Raghavan's hand.
"Tamil... are you not sleepy?", slowly bent down and heard Raghavan in Tamilchelvi's ear... she shook her head saying no and continued kissing. Even though it was his daughter giving him kisses, Raghavan got a little lustful peek.
Raghavan's hand was now on Tamil Selvi's neck so that Tamil Selvi, who was lying on her back, was now lying straight. The moment he went to take his hand, Tamil Selvi took Raghavan's hand again.
She slowly took his hand down from her neck. Raghavan's heart began to beat faster. She placed Raghavan's hand above her breasts. He felt her smooth water-filled balloons like blossoms, she kept his hands on her boobs, he felt her hardened nipples, and understand she didn't wear a bra inside her top. The tip of her nipples drooled on his fingertips. His heartbeat went up, in the dim light from the TV showed the lust and greedy look in her eyes. She moved up in his lap, kept her cheeks on his lap and felt a hard subject under her cheeks. She took his hands to her waist. Now, Tamil Selvi lifted her top to keep Raghavan's hand on her waist.
Raghavan's hand touched Tamil Selvi's hot waist and tried to take it. Tamil Selvi kept Raghavan's hand on her waist without letting go. Her navel felt silky, she inserted her finger with his and kept bellow belly button an inch or two above her pussy mound. She took the phone in hand and she asked him about her mom, he said she had gone into their room. Then she slowly turned on the flashlight on her phone and showed the light on her hip.
Raghavan knew that what Darshan had written was still intact.
When will you bury me in this pussy? Looking forward to the day of burial. Raghavan bent down on his daughter's face and asked her in a husky voice, Tamil are you still thinking about the same thing?", asked Raghavan in a low voice... Tamil Selvi didn't answer, she lowered her night pants further and flashed the torchlight. She let her pussy open without her panty. Raghavan doesn't know exactly. He bent slightly and looked at her waist. The writing looked like something else had been written on it. Narrow your eyes and look even closer… "dick of Darshan"
In it, Darshan was struck and above it, was written...as " Dad's dick"
Raghavan, shocked by the reading, was speechless. Turning off the torchlight, Tamil Selvi got up from Raghavan's lap and slowly walked over to him. She went into her room and locked the door. Raghavan was still sitting in shock. The TV was on. Raghavan could see the words written above Tamil Selvi's, his heartbeat went high. His heart had forgotten that Tamil Selvi was his daughter. He started thinking about how she would look naked. Do her breasts look like her mother's or other type? He remembered looking lightly at the hair. What is Tamil Selvi's pussy like? Have a lot of hair? How does it taste? Does my daughter like if I taste her pussy? Thinking about all this, Raghavan's dick started to grow. Raghavan untied his lungi and started rubbing his dick thinking of his daughter.
At the same time, Tamil Selvi was in her room… with her t-shirt well up… both breasts stood pouting as she looked at the rooftop. Both boobs were sprung over both sides. Tamil Selvi was kneading one breast well. The other hand was inside her pants.
She was moaning “is… ahh”… now and then she was saying “ahh.. daddy… hmm..”.
Father and daughter were separately thinking of each other and drowning in self-indulgence. Raghavan is completely naked
while Tamil Selvi enters her room, throwing off his t-shirt, pulling down his pants and holding the jatti to one side with one hand. She was stroking her pussy with the finger of her other hand. Her vagina was well-soaked and ready to expel the water. She put her finger in her fist and moaned "Daddy...Daddy...Ah.."
It was a new experience for her. Now she started thrusting her finger into her pussy even faster. Water started pouring out of the pot. Tamil chelvi did not stop. She was quickly taking her finger out of her vagina.
Meanwhile, outside, Raghavan's dick was now as hard as iron. Bending his hips a little forward, he was clapping his hands fast, imagining his dick going inside his daughter Tamil Selvi's pussy.
“Shhh… Ah.. Tamil….”, while saying this, he shook his dick, it spat out water four or five times and then subsided slowly... Even after subsiding, Raghavan's dick's erection continued to shake for a long time.
Even after splashing the water, Tamil Selvi's pussy was still warm... thinking of her father, she fell asleep.
Raghavan silently cleaned his cum on the floor by pouring water on it and then quietly went near Madivathani and lay down.
No one knows what happened to the father and daughter. In the morning, it was a little earlier than usual, Raghavan came out of the room as soon as he woke up, and at the same time, Tamil Selvi also opened the door of her room and came out.
They smiled at each other. did not speak Mathivathani woke up earlier and was engrossed in cooking. Coming into the hall, father and daughter were sitting on the sofa without talking to each other.
"What... did father and daughter make out in the morning?"
They looked at each other without answering.
After cooking Madivathani took a bath and got ready and it was half past eight by the time he left for college. When Mathivathani left the door closed and Raghavan returned, Tamil Selvi was also standing there curious about something. I don't know what it is.
Looking at her, Raghavan came closer and she also came. It happened when they both came side by side. They hugged each other. Nothing was said for a while. Hugging was going on between father and daughter.
Raghavan slowly let go, "Tamil, daddy has a night... I did not sleep well..." He said holding her face.
"Me too..." Tamil Selvi said looking at Raghavan's eyes...
“Thinking of you… I…”
"Hmm.. thought of me..."
“Thinking of you… I… I....”
"Tell me, papa... you thought of me... what did you do?", Tamil Selvi asked him and looked into Raghavan's eyes.
"Shake my hand..."
"How?", she said with interest...
“Anyway… that…”, he lost the words to what to say
"Show me, Dad..."
Now that his daughter was saying this, it was like electricity running through him. His dick started to stiffen... Raghavan brought Tamil Selvi with his hand on her shoulder and made her sit on the sofa. Then he stood in front of her.
Tamil Selvi was curiously looking at her father.
Raghavan, who was standing in front of his daughter, now untied his lungi. His sunni was bulging inside the jatti. Tamil Selvi's eyes were looking at Raghavan's jatti. Looking at his daughter, Raghavan pulled one side of his jatti and took out his dick. Tamil Selvi's eyes widened.
Taking it out, he drew the dick well and released it quickly, his hands moved faster on his dick. Tamil Selvi's hand unconsciously. Moved down on her pussy. Ragavan understood that his daughter was ready to take