Sonu, Bhide’s daughter, just celebrated **yrs. her birthday. She was very beautiful, studious and intelligent, stood first each year and looked very much like her mother, Madhabi. Like her mother, she was also religious minded, chanted mantras in the worship-rooom before the marble statue of the Goddess “Maa Santoshi ” with her mother two times daily. And after puja she touched her parent’s feet ( Pranam ).
She was everything a father could want in a daughter. She loved and respected her parents dearly and was a great source of pride and satisfaction. They were very protective; but when Sonu smiled at her father, with that twinkle in her eye, she knew that her father would agree to anything she wanted.
Sonu was matured early and had been having regular periods for several years. Her body had filled out in all the right places and, like her mother, looked very much like young Hemamalini. She was a student of class-ix, practiced dances daily and played tennis. These activities kept her body firm, tuned and flexible. Her sexy demeanor also attracted the teenage boys in her school as well as the male members of the Gokuldham Society and that created a dilemma.
Sonu started dating with Tappu, only son of Jethalal and Daya Gada, an upper classman. Their marriage engagement was also completed, after four years on Sonu’s **birthday the official marriage would be held in the five star hotel Metro. However Bhide thought Sonu was too young but her mother was more willing to entertain the idea.
Sonu had always wanted to sit in her father’s lap while he was reading or watching television. As she got older and her body matured this habit became increasingly disconcerting to Bhide. She would come home from school, still wearing her short skirt and loose T-shirt, and hop onto his lap, straddling his legs with her knees under his arms, give him a big hug.
She would often say, “How is my favorite Daddy today?” Other times she would say, “Will you hold me tight, Daddy?” She would then turn around with her back against his chest, still straddling his lap, and pull both his arms around her body just below her full breasts.
In either position she seemed to rub her soft ass excessively against his crotch. After one of these sessions Bhide commented to his wife, after they were in bed, that he thought she should talk to Sonu and encourage her to be a bit more demure. After all she was becoming a sexy young woman.
Madhabi smiled and said, “Oh, don’t be so old fashioned. Sonu is just practicing her sexual lures on you. I take it that her lures are working. Is she turning you on? Does she make your ‘dicky’ get hard?”
“Madhabi, don’t be crude, remember she is my daughter. I just think you should have a talk with her about sex and things… you know… what young ladies are supposed to do and the things they are not supposed to do.” Bhide smiled.
“Well, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to have a talk with her, as she is dating with Tappu. She did take that sex education class and I know the girls talk about boys. She said last week that some of the boys would try to put their hands under her skirt when they passed her in the hall at school. I think we both should have a little talk with her; so she doesn’t feel embarrassed during her sex with Tappu” Bhide explained.
“That seems reasonable to me. I’ll mention it to Sonu when we talk.” Madhabi smiled.
The next afternoon when Sonu came in from school Madhabi was in the kitchen. “Hello, Babe, how was school?”
“Same old, same old, Mummy. You know.”
“There are some pears in the fruit drawer of the fridge. We need to talk, Sonu. Get a snack and come into the bedroom for a few minutes.”
“Sure, Mummy, I’ll be right in. What’s up anyway?”
Madhabi got a glass of wine and Megan brought her pear into the bedroom. “What’s going on, Mummy? What did you want to talk about?”
“Well, you remember mentioning that Tappu had asked you for sex. I told your father about this and he thinks you are too young for sex. But I convinced him to let you start fucking. However we don’t want to interfere but you are so young and inexperienced.”
“That seems a little ‘retarded’ to me, Mummy.”
“I-I know that you probably get some strange feelings when you think about boys. Maybe your nipples get hard or your cunny feels tingly. I just want to answer any questions that you may have.” Madhabi stated.
“Mummy, I do feel strange sometimes but what I need to know is what to do if a boy tries to kiss me or touch my boobs. Should I let him?” Sonu asked.
“If you like the boy it is OK to kiss him. Boys usually don’t stop with kissing. They do want to feel your boobs and to even put their hand between your legs. They will try to get you to spread your legs so they can touch your cunny. Sometimes a boy will try to get you to touch his penis. If he is ‘turned on’ his penis will get hard.” Madhabi said.
“Should I touch Tappu’s penis, if he wants me to?” Sonu asked. “That is surely a good idea. When you are enjoying being touched, you want to give the boy pleasure too. Boys like for you to rub their cocks. If you do it enough they will have an orgasm.” Madhabi smiled.
“Is this what the girls at school call ‘jerking off’?”
“Yes, it is.”
“The girls at school also talk about giving ‘blow jobs’. Is that when they use their mouth on a boy’s penis? You know..when they make him orgasm with their mouth.”
“Yes, but don’t spoil the semen, it is precious, you suck the boy’s penis and lick it with your tongue.”
“Ecchh, that is gross. Do you do that with Daddy? Does his semen get in your mouth?”
“Always. Your father kisses and licks my cunny sometimes, too. It’s the best fun for girls. Boys like to cum in your mouth. It taste too good and it doesn’t make you pregnant.”
“And when the boy slides his penis in and out of your cunny for a very long time, he will have an orgasm and squirt semen into your cunny. Then you could get pregnant.”
“When we go to the mall some of the girls sit on the benches and watch the boys. They look at the boys’ crotches and try to tell who has the biggest penis, but they call them cocks. Do cocks come in different sizes?”
“Certainly they do, and size is the main part, it can feel good to have a really big one in your cunny… once you get used to it and, if the boy really knows how to use it.”
“Mummy, this has been really helpful. I have learned a lot and I think I know what to expect from your son-in-law. But I’m trying to be honest with you. I was thinking sometime at night, when you and Dad are going to… you know… f-fuck, if I could watch, so I could learn about how it is done.”
“I don’t know about that, Sonu beta. I’ll have to ask your Dad about that.”
“Yes, Mummy. I better go now and get my homework done now.”
“That’s a good idea because your Dad wants to have a little talk when he gets home.”
Sonu went up to her room to do her homework, although her mother’s mind was filled with all sorts of nasty thoughts about her husband. Madhabi went in the kitchen to start on the evening dinner.
When her husband came at 7 pm, she poured him a glass of wine. “Suniye ji, I had a good talk with Sonu this afternoon. I was very frank with her about sex. I told her you wanted to talk with her when you got home.”
“Sounds good. I’ll catch her after dinner.”
Bhide family all had dinner and discussed each other’s days. Sonu went up to shower, completed puja with her parents and went to her room to change the dress, put on over-sized T-shirt where as Madhabi and her husband were sipping wine.