Purna’s Sex Episodes – Escort Daughter And Her Father
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“Hi, lazy bums, get up, you will be late for work,” my dad shook me up, kissed me on the cheeks and left. I yawned and struggled to open my eyes, and all drowsiness vanished in a second. I stared at my exposed boob. Did it come out from my nighty when I tossed and turned, or did my dad remove a few hooks and pulled the tit out? I stared at the bite and scratch marks on my tit and nipple and groaned. “My God, dad must have seen all this,” I thought as I slipped it back inside the nighty. I brushed, and washed my face and went into the dining room. Dad was sitting on the sofa and was reading a newspaper. He called me and when I went over, he put the paper aside and pulled me into his lap. Generally, he does that, and kisses my cheeks and asks about my work. That day was also the same, but now I felt his cock poking me. I wasn’t wearing a pantie that day, so dad’s hot cock was throbbing on my cunt through the thin nighty cloth material. He was talking normally, kissing my cheeks and making usual small talk. I replied as I normally do. Usually, I would get up after a minute or two but this time, I started squirming and moving my cunt over his cock and acting as if all was normal. Suddenly, mom came from the kitchen. I suddenly got up, saying I have to get ready after I had my coffee. As I was entering the kitchen, through the corner of my eye, I could saw mom slapping dad’s tent in the shorts playfully and hissing, “You horny rascal, you have no shame?”, and dad grabbing mom’s tits. At the breakfast table, I said, “I am going to Mumbai and will be back after three days. I won’t have time to come back home.” They knew I always keep a suitcase ready at the office, with clothes and accessories. Dad said, “I am going to the marriage function of my friend’s daughter. I will also be back after three days.” Mom asked, “Why can’t I accompany you?” Dad said,” I am going to a village in Tamilnadu. You won’t know anyone there. You will be bored.” As I was leaving home, I received an sms which had the room number and name of the five-star hotel. I pressed the buzzer and a naked Russian girl opened the door and hugged me. I got out of my clothes and we had a hot session. Sophia was very good at licking and she had a long and flexible tongue. She can reach all nooks and corners in the cunt. She can make any frigid woman pour like a fountain. As I lay panting, she was sucking my tit. My thoughts went back to how I became an escort, a glorified call girl or prostitute. “Hi, how are you?”, I was startled and turned back to see who it was. It was Reshma. She worked with me for a few months and resigned. I was the team leader and she worked under me. Everyone knew she had a very horny cunt and all cocks in my office, from attender to the manager, had fucked her. I tried to counsel her and warn her. She was distracting all the men. Finally, I had to report and she resigned. I said guiltily, “Hi.” She was looking awesome. She wore very expensive clothes and her shoes and bag must have cost a fortune. Reshma hugged me. “Thank you so much, Purna. If you hadn’t got me sacked, I would still be rotting there. Now, I am living in heaven.” I was shocked by her attitude and knowledge, it was not possible for her to find such a well-paid job. I asked her curiously, “Where are you working?” She replied, “I am an escort.” I said, “Ohh…” She smiled at my stunned expression and suggested we have coffee. We were seated at a remote corner with our coffee mugs and I waited impatiently for her to talk. She sipped coffee and said, “After I resigned, I accidentally came across an Escort service and I applied. Like our MNC interviews, there were several layers. It seemed modern men don’t just want cunts and asses to fuck, but also expect call girls to be well-educated, intelligent, smart and give them good company. “So, they have rigorous tests to determine how horny you are, how much energy and capacity you have for fucking and your I.Q. Once selected, you will stay only in star hotels. You will receive an sms with the room number and hotel details. You go there and be with the guests for the number of days they booked you. You are paid much much more than your back-breaking donkey job.” I was silent for a while and asked if she can give me the website of that escort company. She laughed and said, “Sure, you are my lucky mascot. I know you fucked all the cocks that fucked me, you were just cautious and were not careless like me. All of them told me how lusty and energetic you were. But, tell me how do you manage to fuck all men and keep the discipline among staff? Once, they fuck you; men will think cheap about you.” I smiled and said, “I told them before they fucked me, ‘look, once you fuck me, I will be more strict. Don’t think that since you fucked me, you can get away with anything. On the contrary, punishments will be more severe. Now, decide if you want to fuck or not. Invariably, they all agree; men’s cocks are impatient.” Reshma gave me the website, I applied and was selected. They were impressed with my CV, my capacity to enjoy fucking in both holes, my horniness, and lust. I resigned from my job and started my work as an Escort. I didn’t tell my parents about my change of job. They also didn’t suspect; I would go and come like before. My life suddenly became very rosy. There were no deadlines, no pressure, no tensions and no hectic travel from office to home. I was enjoying doing what I love most – fucking. I was living a seven-star life and work was exciting and fun. New clients, new cocks and new places. And the best part was that I was earning several times more than I was earning previously. My enthusiasm for fucking, ability to enjoy getting fucked in both holes at the same time and inexhaustible horniness and energy earned me many fans. The management was thrilled at my performance and awarded me with bonuses, increments, and gifts. Only problem was I was far more intelligent, smarter and knowledgeable than most of my clients (they are called ‘guests’). Men suffer from an inferiority complex when fucking women who are much smarter than them. So, I had to force myself to play down and try to talk at their level. Management insisted on hygiene, fitness, and health. Every month there were medical checkups to see we did not catch any diseases. I loved to fuck without condoms and initially, I was apprehensive. But, I noticed that all were well-groomed, clean and maintained healthy bodies. In all-star hotels, gym, spa, massage, and steam bath are available. So, daily I work out for one to two hours and utilize all services. Invariably, I find hunks whom I seduce and get fucked. In the steam bathroom, I pumped many cocks. In short, I was living in a sex paradise. Suddenly, my mobile buzzed. I received an sms with the room number and hotel name again but with more details this time. They told me that I have to entertain four guests. Sophia also received instructions, so we both showered, dressed, and left. I stood in front of the door of that suite in that luxurious hotel and pressed the buzzer. A naked middle-aged man opened the door and invited me in. I flashed my sexy smile, went in, gave him a hug and kiss and pumped his limp cock a few times. I told him to go and join his friends; I would join them shortly. I removed my shirt and skirt and draped on a hook near the door. I wore a light blue coloured, laced pantie and bra. The bra was quite transparent; my nipples were also hazily visible, tight bra pushed up boobs, showing a seductive cleavage. I am endowed with an hour-glass figure, 36-28-36, with right curves at the right places. My pantie also was just like a triangular stamp, hardly covering my cunt. If I didn’t shave, hair would have come out. Through the thin material, my cunt crack was alluring. Sophia told me that my clients would ejaculate when they see me like this without even touching their cocks. With a sexy smile, I made a grant entry and said seductively, “Good evening, gentlemen. I am Maria, your escort for the next few days. I am sure you will enjoy my services…”, and stopped suddenly. I felt as if someone bashed my head with a sledgehammer. I almost reeled. Four men were sitting naked, with limp or semi-hard cocks. They were sipping drinks…and one of them was my dad! He also jumped a foot in shock, spilling his drink on his cock and body. All his friends laughed and one of them said, “What, Anand, it looks like you will cum even before she gets naked.” I recovered first and moved to him and said to him, “Sorry sir, for startling you. I think you expected me to be dressed up normally. Here, let me clean up”. I started licking the spilled whiskey from his already erect cock and stomach. I could see dad was caught up in a dilemma. He was angry, enraged but was helpless. He could not shout at me and reveal that he was my father. His cock refused commands from the brain and rose up to full length. I licked and sucked him expertly as his friends cheered me. When he was about to cum, I removed my mouth and smiled at him and said, “Sir, maybe you would like to cum in my juicy cunt?” Then I sucked all cocks and made them ready. They all squeezed my boobs, ass and someone fingered my ass hole also. In between, I glanced at dad and saw he was also getting excited and it seemed like he had dropped the idea of revealing our secret. Once all cocks were erect, I laid on the bed and said to them, “I am all yours, but I would like Mr. Anand to fuck me first. I feel guilty that I spilled his drink.” My dad came and removed my pantie; my bra was already removed. I spread my legs, parted my cunt lips and he knelt before me and kissed my cunt mound. An electric shock passed through my body and I moaned. Dad buried his head in my crotch and started licking. I thought I would go crazy with pleasure. Within minutes, I poured cunt juices and pulled him by the hair. “Fuck me now, d… Anand”, I hissed, I almost called him ‘dad’! He hesitated a few seconds and then buried his steaming cock in my juicy cunt and started fucking me hard. Meanwhile, his friends were sucking my boobs and I was sucking someone’s cock. Dad lasted less than five minutes, filled my cunt and next one of his friends started fucking me. Dad took his place and started sucking my tit. “What is your mother tongue, darling?”, he asked me. “It is Odiya, Mr. Anand,” I replied and winked. His friend laughed and said, “Then you can converse in Odiya, none of us know a word.” I asked dad, “Is it true?” He nodded and continued sucking my tit as I sucked his friend’s cock and another friend was fucking me. My mouth was free when he went to fuck me after his friend filled my cunt. “You can take two cocks in two holes?”, he asked. I nodded and straddled dad and pushed his cock in my cunt. I bent forward, crushed my tits on his chest, parted my ass cheeks and presented my ass hole. “Please take the gel from my handbag, apply it on your cock and in my ass before fucking,” I said to him. I started riding my dad slowly, looking into his eyes. “When did you become a Randi?”, he asked me in Odiya. “Six months back,” I said to him, rising slowly, pulling out his cock to the edge and again pushing it in. “Hmmm, you are great. Are you not ashamed? After all the education and sacrifices, to be a Randi?”, dad asked. “Are you right now unhappy that I am a Randi?”, I asked him and squeezed his cock with my cunt muscles. Before he could answer, his friend applied gel in my ass hole and pushed his cock. I bit my lip to stop me from crying out in pain. “Are you ok?”, dad asked in concern. I nodded my head and started riding him, as his friend was fucking me in the ass. I mastered the technique of synchronizing the speed and thrust. The third person stood over dad and was fucking my mouth; the fourth one was sucking my tit. It was awesome. I managed to make the cocks cum almost at the same time. They were all thrilled. Though dad was uncomfortable when they were being rough or used dirty words, I assured him it was alright and I was enjoying it. Some times, he would tell them that I am their daughter’s age, so they should be considerate. The whole night, one guy or another was fucking me. I am used to hard fucking by younger cocks, so I was not very tired. I was enjoying it like never before. The thought that I came into this world from dad’s cum and he was filling my holes with it, was driving me crazy. His very touch, look, and smile were making my cunt flow. My fuckers were amazed at my cunt’s wetness; it was always ready for fucking. Next day, after breakfast-fucking, two friends left, leaving dad, me and one friend Ashok. Though we didn’t sleep, dad and I wanted to fuck more. Ashok was exhausted and fell asleep. Dad was fucking me hard and I laced my ankles behind his back and was pulling him hard so that his cock went full and our crotches were making loud, clapping sounds. When I am horny, I moan and groan a lot. I kept yelling, “Dad, fuck me harder, push it full.. Rip your whore daughter’s cunt.. I am all your, darling, hmmmmm.” Finally, dad buried his cock and filled his warm cum in my cunt and collapsed on me. I kissed his head and gave my tit to him to suck. He lay beside me and I patted his head and asked, “Dad, why were you so excited? Did I remind you of Mom?” He shook head and said, “No, you remind me of my mom. Same sexy eyes, smile, same hair.” I laughed heartily and said, “So you fucked your own mom and daughter at the same time? Did you have a fantasy about her?”. As he was describing how he would masturbate imagining his mom and how she would change clothes in his presence, his cock became harder in my hand. “Hmmm, I think I inherited your horniness”, I said, dreamily. “No, you have inherited from your mom. She has an enormous sex drive and energy. Right now, your brothers and their friends must be fucking her royally”, he said. I was shocked. “What are you saying? I always thought mom was a Sati Savitri”, I exclaimed. Dad laughed, “Yes, she is. Until you are there. Once you leave, she becomes a shameless whore. I love her. She seduced your brothers as soon as they turned eighteen. We always felt that you were innocent and should be protected”, he said. We remained silent for a while; dad was sucking my tit and playing with my clit. I was rubbing his balls when Ashok said suddenly, “So, she is your daughter?” Dad and I had completely forgotten about Ashok. We jumped a foot. Blood drained from dad’s face. I recovered first and told him with false confidence, “Ashok uncle, I do role play to make guests enjoy more. I play according to their fantasies; sister, daughter, mom, teacher. Anand’s fantasy is fucking his daughter, so…” Ashok laughed and said, “Nice try, dear, but it is of no use. I remember you and Anand coming to the reception of our common friend’s son’s wedding with family. You were there. I remember you because I caught you in the washroom with the bride groom’s brother, he was kissing you and squeezing your boobs. I thought of telling you, Anand, but hesitated.” We were silent; we did not know what to say. Silently, we put on clothes. After a few minutes, dad pleaded in a low voice, “Ashok, Please don’t tell this to anyone. I will be ruined, Purna’s future also will be affected.” Ashok patted dad’s shoulder affectionately and said, “Why will I do that? I am so excited by the turn of events, will you consider my son Vijay’s alliance for Purna? They will be very happy and are made for each other.” Dad’s jaw dropped. I also protested that I was not in a hurry to get married, I wanted to enjoy life. Ashok laughed and said, “Anand, my family is also incestuous. Vijay has been fucking his mom and sister since he turned eighteen and does not want to marry since his wife would leave him when she comes to know about it. And he cannot live without fucking them. So, we are in search of a girl from incest family.” I asked dad in Oriya, what we should do. He replied that there was no harm in seeing the boy and if I don’t like him, dad would find some excuse like horoscopes not matching, to wriggle out of it. I sighed and said ok. Ashok immediately called his son Vijay and told him to cancel everything and rush to the hotel. He gave him the room number. He refused to tell Vijay what the urgency was. I realized that I had only the sexy dress. So I rushed to a mall and bought a traditional chudidaar, kurta and changed. We were waiting nervously, and after about an hour later, the buzzer sounded. I opened the door, and one look at Vijay and I fell head over heels in love. Vijay was like a Greek God, tall, muscular, with thick wavy hair and greenish eyes, honest, and disarming smile, he would make any woman go weak on their knees. He misunderstood my stare and apologized, “I am sorry, my dad Ashok must have given a wrong room number…” I came out of my trance and blurted out, “No, you came to the right place, your dad is waiting for you.” I led him in. Ashok introduced dad and me to Vijay. Then he and my dad left for the bar to have a couple of drinks and asked us to call them when we were ready. Vijay was uncomfortable. He said, “I don’t know why my dad embarrasses you and me. I told him I am not ready for marriage.” I laughed and said, “I also am not in a hurry. But, your dad feels I am the right girl for you.” We were silent for a few minutes, then he asked, “Where do you work?” He jumped a foot when I said I am an escort and by sheer coincidence, landed up with his dad, my dad, and their friends. He was getting very excited when I told how we fucked and what we did. He said excitedly, “So, he wants us to get married so that I can fuck my mom and sister happily?” I said yes, but I would continue my escort work after marriage also. He agreed to all my demands and within seconds, he embraced me, kissed me and before we realized, we were fucking! Even when he was fucking, he called his dad to come over. When both dads arrived, he was fucking me doggy and he told them we were okay and we will get married. > I thank Purna for sharing her experiences and fantasies. Please send your comments and suggestions to [email protected] > and [email protected]