My name is Kajal Vishwakarma. I was a 21-year-old college girl in Varanasi, where my life took a wild turn I never could’ve imagined. College had sucked me into a whirlwind of booze, late-night parties, and raw, sweaty sex. I was hooked, craving cock every damn day. When I couldn’t get a guy to fuck me, I’d shove my fingers or a thick dildo into my dripping pussy to tame the fire inside. I had a stash of big dildos and vibrators, all ordered online, hidden in my hostel room. At night, I’d fuck myself senseless for hours, my pussy throbbing as I rode those toys to orgasm after orgasm. The pleasure was like a drug, sending me to paradise. But this story is about the night my life flipped upside down—when my own daddy fucked me in front of a mirror, shattering every boundary and making my pussy and ass his forever.
It was summer break, and I’d come back home to Varanasi. It was just me and Daddy at home, since Mom was visiting her family. I had no clue Daddy had installed secret CCTV cameras all over the house, including a tiny one in my room, recording every move I made. That night, rain pattered softly against the windows, and my room was lit only by a dim glow. I was sprawled naked on my bed, my smooth legs spread wide, clutching my favorite 8-inch black dildo. I teased my wet pussy with it, sliding it in slowly, feeling it stretch me. My pussy was so hot and slick, the dildo glided in effortlessly. My breaths came fast, and I moaned, “…ohhh… fuck… yes…” as I worked it deeper. I spread my legs wider, shoving the dildo in until it hit my core. My pussy juices dripped down, soaking the sheets. I closed my eyes, imagining a hot, ripped guy pounding me hard. For nearly 25 minutes, I fucked my pussy raw, my moans growing louder as I neared climax. Right when I was about to cum, screaming, “…fuck… it’s coming…”, the door swung open, and Daddy walked in.
I froze, panic gripping me. The dildo was still in my hand, my pussy leaking like a faucet, and I was butt-naked. Daddy’s eyes had a strange glint, one I’d never seen before. I couldn’t stop myself—my orgasm hit right there, in front of him. My pussy squirted, and I cried out, “…ohhh… shit… fuck…” as my body shook. My face burned with shame, my breaths ragged. I scrambled to pull a sheet over my dripping pussy and 34-inch tits, but Daddy just stared, his voice low and firm. “Kajal, baby… what you’re doing is wrong.”
I hung my head, humiliated, and stammered, “Daddy… what can I do? My pussy’s burning all the time. I need to get fucked so bad. There’s no guy here to shove his cock in my wet pussy, so I’m using a dildo to get off.” My voice was a mix of shame and desperation, shaped by my wild college life. I braced for a scolding, but instead, Daddy stepped closer. He brushed his hand across my cheek, then leaned in and kissed me hard on the lips. I was stunned, but his warm, rough lips sparked something deep inside me. My pussy throbbed again, betraying my shock. Daddy pulled me into his strong arms, kissing me deeper, his tongue invading my mouth. I hesitated, then gave in, kissing him back, our tongues tangling in a forbidden dance.
Daddy led me to the bed—the same big, soft bed he’d gifted me for my last birthday, perfect for fucking. He pinned my wrists above my head, trapping me. His lips devoured mine, hungry and relentless, like a predator claiming his prey. His hot breath grazed my skin, and his hard, masculine body pressed against my naked curves. Soon, I was into it, sucking his lips back, my tongue fighting his. Daddy’s kisses trailed to my neck, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine. I moaned, “…ohhh… Daddy… fuck…” as we crossed every line. We weren’t father and daughter anymore—just two horny bodies ready to fuck the night away.
Daddy’s eyes locked onto my 34-inch tits, round, firm, and begging to be touched. His gaze lit up with lust. He cupped my tits with both hands, squeezing them slowly, his fingers teasing my hard nipples. I screamed, “…fuck… Daddy… harder… ohhh…” as he pinched and twisted them. He took one tit in his mouth, sucking it like a starving man, his tongue swirling around my nipple. I ran my fingers through his hair, moaning, “…suck it, Daddy… fuck, yes…” My pussy was soaking again, aching for his cock.
“Baby girl… you gonna give Daddy your pussy?” he growled in my ear, his voice dripping with need.
“Fuck yes, Daddy… my pussy’s dying for your cock. No hot guys around here, so you gotta fuck my pussy and put out this fire,” I shot back, my college boldness taking over.
Daddy ripped off his shirt, jeans, undershirt, and boxers in seconds. His boots and socks scattered across the floor. He stood there, completely naked, his 12-inch cock rock-hard and throbbing. I stared at it, my pussy clenching with need. It was so thick and long, my mouth watered. Daddy climbed over me, his hands roaming my naked body, lingering at my pussy. His fingers teased my wet lips, rubbing slowly, and I writhed, “…ohhh… Daddy… fuck…” He sucked my tits again, biting my nipples lightly, making me scream, “…yes… Daddy… more…” My pussy was screaming for his cock, and I spread my legs wider, begging for it.
Daddy’s tongue slid down from my tits, kissing my navel, his hot breath making me squirm. I moaned, “…Daddy… lower… fuck…” He was 40, but his body was still ripped and powerful. His cock brushed my thighs, driving me wild. He spread my legs further and buried his face in my pussy, licking my lips, his tongue circling my clit. I screamed, “…fuck… Daddy… eat my pussy…” as he sucked and slurped, drinking my juices like a man possessed. My pussy gushed, and he lapped it up, his tongue fucking me deep.
“Baby… I wanna fuck you in front of the mirror,” Daddy said, his voice thick with desire.
“Fuck, Daddy… my pussy’s yours. Pound me in front of the mirror or anywhere, just fuck me hard,” I replied, my voice pure lust.
We got up and moved to the big mirror in my room—the one I used for makeup every day. I was stark naked, and seeing my pink, shaved pussy and juicy tits in the mirror made me blush. I’d shaved that morning, and my pussy looked smooth and inviting. Daddy stood behind me, his cock pressing against my ass. He wrapped his arms around me, kissing my cheek deeply. His fingers played with my pussy lips, rubbing my clit, and I moaned, “…ohhh… Daddy… yes…”
“Look at your pussy in the mirror, baby. That’s your real beauty,” Daddy whispered, pulling my hands away to expose my pussy fully.
I stared at my pussy in the mirror, the sight making me wetter. Daddy bent me over, using a table for support, and knelt down. He started licking my pussy, his tongue sliding over my lips, sucking my clit. I screamed, “…fuck… Daddy… suck my pussy dry…” as he tongue-fucked me, my juices dripping down his chin. I propped one leg on the table, giving him better access. Daddy ate my pussy like a beast, and I moaned, “…ohhh… fuck… yes…” My pussy squirted twice in 20 minutes, my legs shaking as I begged for his cock.
Daddy stood, bending me further. He positioned his 12-inch cock at my pussy’s entrance and slammed it in with one hard thrust. I screamed, “…fuck… Mommy… I’m done…” as his cock filled me completely. He grabbed my hips and started fucking me in front of the mirror, his cock slamming deep. My tits bounced with every thrust, the sight in the mirror driving me wild. I screamed, “…Daddy… fuck me harder… rip my pussy apart…” as he pounded me relentlessly. My pussy was so wet, his cock slid in and out with a loud ‘slap-slap’ sound echoing in the room.
Daddy grabbed my tits, squeezing them hard, his fingers twisting my nipples. I moaned, “…fuck… Daddy… suck my tits…” as he kept fucking me. He lifted one of my legs onto the table, his cock hitting even deeper, and I screamed, “…ohhh… Daddy… make my pussy your bitch…” The mirror showed his cock destroying my pussy, and I was lost in lust. He fucked me standing for 25 minutes, his breaths growing ragged. When he was close, he pulled out and brought his cock to my mouth. I sucked it eagerly, tasting my own juices, my tongue swirling around the tip. I massaged his balls, taking his cock deep in my throat. Daddy groaned, “…fuck… baby… you’re a bigger slut than any whore…” and came hard, his hot cum flooding my mouth. I swallowed every drop, licking his cock clean.
But Daddy wasn’t done. “Baby… now I want your ass,” he said, his eyes burning.
I was nervous—my ass was virgin—but I was too cock-crazy to say no. “Okay, Daddy… but go slow,” I whispered.
Daddy dragged the dining table to the mirror and laid me on it, my legs in the air, my ass at the edge. He grabbed some coconut oil from my room and smeared it on my asshole, his finger teasing the tight hole. It hurt, but it felt good too. He licked my asshole, his tongue circling, and I moaned, “…fuck… Daddy… what are you doing…” He lubed my ass thoroughly, then pressed his cock against my hole. He pushed slowly, but his thick cock stretched me, and I screamed, “…ohhh… Mommy… it hurts…” Daddy held my hips, easing his cock in. The pain turned to pleasure, and soon his whole cock was buried in my ass. He started fucking me slowly, and I watched in the mirror, the sight making me hotter. I lifted my legs higher, and Daddy fucked my ass harder, my moans filling the room, “…fuck… Daddy… tear my ass up…”
Daddy fucked my ass in every way—on the table, standing, bending me over. I screamed, “…ohhh… Daddy… fuck my ass like a whore…” as his cock pounded deep. He slid his fingers into my pussy, rubbing my clit, doubling my pleasure. I moaned, “…fuck… Daddy… fuck my pussy and ass together…” He fucked my ass for 35 minutes, his sweat dripping onto me. Finally, he came, his hot cum filling my ass. I was exhausted but blissful, the best fuck of my life.
Daddy carried me to the bed, and we lay there, naked and panting. “Did you like it, baby?” he asked, catching his breath.
“Daddy… you fucked my pussy and ass so good. You’re a real man,” I said, grinning.
After that night, whenever Mom was away, we fucked like animals. My pussy and ass were addicted to Daddy’s cock. He fucked me everywhere—under the shower, in the kitchen at midnight—but mirror fucks were always the hottest. Our secret kept us bound, and every time Daddy’s cock took me to paradise. He taught me real fucking shakes your soul and body, and I was his willing slut forever.