Humiliating the Bengali Teen Ch. 01.1

That hot summer afternoon, Joginder was sitting on his couch, staring at the TV, his mind somewhere else. He was thinking about the steamy, hot sex session from the last night. His twin daughters were extra-willing and extra-adventurous. God knows what took over the two of them. They literally wore him down. He was so spent that he couldn't wake up in the morning. And when he did wake up, he found two mouths wrapped around his hard cock.

According to him, it was a miracle that he was hard once again. His last thought before passing out was that his cock was dead, for ever! His sex life's over! But watching his two daughters take care of his morning wood was something assuring. Though tired, he loved the feel of their warm mouths, their teasing eyes, their sexy giggles.

"Daddy's tired, princesses," he had said, lazily.

"It's OK, daddy," Jasmine replied to that. "Just lie back. Let us take care of you for a change." Then she engulfed the whole of his 7.1" cock and Joginder couldn't help but moan.

"Oh, fuck, sweetie!"

Jasmeet giggled and placed her hand on the back of her sister's head, gagging her on their father's penis. They called it 'The magic trick of disappearing dick'.

His train of thoughts was stopped by the door-bell. He stirred out of his trance and moved to check who it was. He realized that he was hard once again. So he stopped near the door, looking down at the tent of his boxers and mentally urging it to go down. Another bell...

Fuck!

He opened the door just a bit and peeped outside, hiding his lower body behind the door. The sight that greeted him was another assault on his manhood.

Riya was standing there, in front of him, looking up into his eyes with her ultra gorgeous eyes. The kohl lines around her eyes made them super sexy. The smile on her face, the fair colour of her body, the blue mini skirt, the white tank top, the matching sneakers, everything about her turned him on. Always. Without fail. She had what he called a 'sluty smile' and 'fuck-me eyes'.

"Hi, Uncle," she said in her sweet baby voice, rising up on her toes to kiss him on his cheek. Joginder had to bend down, like always, as her 5'2" body couldn't reach up to him. It was their ritual of some sort. She would kiss him on his cheek every time they meet, followed by a half-hug. That embarrassed Joginder a lot. A LOT! Especially when she did it in front of others.

After the kiss, she pulled him out from behind the door to hug him. And he had nowhere to hide his hard on. So he closed his eyes, praying that she wouldn't notice. But, shit happens...

While hugging, the hard on got pressed against her body. Shit!! But she didn't react to that. Maybe she didn't notice!

As soon as she let him go, Joginder hid half of himself once again. "Wh-what happened, Ri-Riya?" He mentally kicked himself, for behaving like an embarrassed teenager.

"Where are they?" she asked.

"Umm, they went to the mall, Riya. For a movie or something."

"And the bitches didn't even tell me!" She pouted her lips and he imagined how it would feel, her lips around his cock.

"Riya!" Joginder frowned, in spite of his perverted imaginations.

"Sorry!" The pout turned into a sweet, sexy giggle. She was a sex bomb, lusted by many. Daughter of the secretary of their society, she was a childhood friend of his twin daughters. Same circle of friends, same school, and now going to the same college! The secretary of the society, her father, was also the Principal of their school!

She had a huge crush on him, his daughters had told that during one of their fuck sessions. A barely legal eighteen-year-old teen with 32c-26-34 assets was a dreamgirl of anyone. Anyone would like to get into her pants. Time and again he had fucked his daughters imagining he was doing it with Riya. But he never tried to do anything with her, partly because he was a good friend of her dad, and partly because his girls were too jealous of her. Though they were the best of friends, they didn't like the way Riya made him feel. He was their dominant daddy, not some embarrassed boy! But, they teased him about it too! Strange!

"Helloooo? Uncle...!" Riya snapped her fingers. "Where did you go?"

Joginder shook himself back to reality, only to realize that he was not hiding behind the door anymore. He was standing in front of the girl, his tent in full view! Oh, my God! When did that happen?!

He was about to hid himself once again when Riya pushed him aside. "Can I come in?" she asked, stepping inside.

"S-sure," said he, closing the door. He went directly to his couch and sat down, trying to concentrate on the TV, unconsciously tracking the movements of Riya. She went to the fridge, bent down from her hips, her legs straight. The skirt rode up and the blue panties shone on her white body.

There she goes again...

Riya never left any chance of teasing him. Always wearing skimpy skirts around him, she was in a habit of finding excuses to bend down in front of him, sometimes from her waist, sometimes on all her four.

She took out a water bottle and started drinking from it, her lips around the top of it, sucking it a bit. Joginder gulped.

I have to talk to her. This must stop.

After putting the bottle away she came up to him and plopped beside him on the couch. At least she didn't sit on my lap this time! "What are you watching, Uncle?" God, her voice!!

Joginder forced himself to talk to her about her teasing. "Riya I've something important to talk about."

"Yes?" She scooted closer, if one can, and batted her eyelashes, sexily.

"This must stop."

"What?"

"This..." He stood up and gestured vaguely. "You should stop doing this. You should stop teasing me. You should stop wearing such short skirts. Half of your butt was visible! Your—"

"Were you checking out my butt?!" Her eyes got big!

Joginder was at a loss of words. It was one of that what-the-fuck moments! Does she know? She had used the exact same words that Jasmeet told when she was the one teasing and seducing him. He couldn't reply then, and he couldn't reply now. He just sat back on the couch, his head hung low. At least his hard on was gone!

"Oh, c'mon, cheer up, Uncle. It's alright." She kissed on his cheek. "It's OK!"

He just nodded, his mind completely numb.

"Off-ohh..." She stood up and sat on his lap.

"Riya...!"

"It's alright, Uncle. Don't think about it. OK? Now just... let's watch some TV, huh?" She sounded as if she was an adult and he was a kid! She picked up the remote and started surfing. "Oh! Tom & Jerry! I just love the show!"

He was too blank and scared to even react. He kept thinking about that sentence. Does she know? Have they told her? Shit, it's so embarrassing! He fished for his phone and sent a message: Have you two told Riya anything about us? 'Daddy and his princesses' was the name of the WhatsApp group. His two daughters were giggling in the DP. Shit, man!

Nobody responded. Maybe the two girls were busy. Or maybe their phones were on silent. Or maybe...

Jasmeet was more mature of the two. More outspoken, more adventurous and bolder. She was the older one too, full thirty-three minutes older. Smart and witty, she can never let you win an argument. Jasmine was more of a kid, child-like. Though she was 18, she still needed her teddy bear to go to sleep! And that's what turned Joginder on like some mad man! Watching his younger daughter naked, clutching her brown teddy bear excited him much more than any aphrodisiac could. She was clutching it even when he entered her for the first time. She almost tore Mr. Teddy out of pain when he deflowered her.

Oh, fuck!

That's when he realized that he was hard once again. Not only that, Riya was grinding her buttock, very slowly, on his hard on. She was sitting directly on his crotch, his penis sticking directly to her pussy, through layers of clothes.

"Riyaaa..." He couldn't say more. It was too pleasurable! Riya turned towards him and kissed his lips without any warning. He pulled back, surprised. And she looked into his eyes. Her eyes were full of lust. The kohl-lined fuck-me eyes begged Joginder to fuck her. And Joginder decided to oblige. He pounced on her lips.

He kissed her lips as if there was no tomorrow. He sucked her lips, bit them even. He licked them with his tongue, inserting his tongue in her mouth. Their tongues met and Riya moaned. He started kissing her neck, her shoulders, back to her chin and lips.

She got off his lap and sat on the ground, between his legs. She looked up into his eyes as she unzipped him and took out his penis. Once out, she started jerking it, kissing it lightly once in a while. She kissed the tip, the base, the head; but she didn't take him in her mouth.

"What are your fantasies, Uncle? Your kinks?" she giggled and licked the underside of his dick." Your kitty will fulfill all your desires! Tell me what you like." She was teasing him. And Joginder didn't like getting teased when it came to blowjob. It was time to show that he was the daddy dom and not the submissive, embarrassed kid. Plus, she gave him a get-out-of-the-jail-for-free card with her 'kitty' sentence!

He slapped her. Lightly, mind you, but firmly. There would be no marks on her cheek for her to explain but the slap was firm enough to leave her dazed.

"What—" she began, but he cut her short.

"Shut up and suck my cock." He held the back of her head and forced the cock inside her mouth. She had to stretch her mouth open to get his cock. Joginder knew his cock was abnormally thick, but he also knew that she will get a habit of it, like his daughters did. He was going to use this Bengali teen to his fullest desire.

She tried to pull away, but his strategically place hand didn't allow her to. Instead, he pushed her further down his cock. Her face was distorted because of her open mouth. It was turning red and soon it would turn purple, he knew that. He liked gagging a girl on his thick cock. Plus, he was decently long too, at 7.1". He just loved chocking girls on his cock.

A retching sound came out her throat. She tried to pull back, her eyes teary. But he didn't allow. She looked at him pleadingly. Just one more moment. She gagged once again and Joginder pulled his cock out.

A burst of relief and air entered her mouth, almost choking her again. She coughed and coughed, trying to wipe the tears away. But she was too dizzy to do that. Her hand trembled. Hell, her body trembled.

"I like choking a tease like you," Joginder answered now. "I like being the dominant daddy! You know what else I like? Choking them over and over again." With that, he pushed his cock into her mouth once again. It was amazing to see that though her mouth was stretched, she avoided scrapping his penis with her teeth. Like a pro! It was not her first time, for sure! That delighted him a lot!

He started fucking her mouth with delayed strokes. He choked her for a while, then pulled his cock out completely, only to stuff it back after a second or two. And soon he started fucking her mouth with full-fledged vigour and rapid strokes. Tears flowed out of her eyes without stopping. Her face had completely turned red. Her jaws started to hurt.

"Oh, c'mon, cheer up, Riya! It's alright." He was repeating her words. "It's OK!" Joginder pulled out his cock. "How is it, huh?" Riya couldn't answer. How could she? She was busy trying to catch her breath. She tried to wipe her face but he stopped her. She looked up at him, puzzled. In return, he spat on her face.

She was shell-shocked by the action. She couldn't register what exactly did happen. He spat once again and before she could say or protest, he shoved his cock back in her mouth. But it seemed he was bored of it. Because he pulled it out within few seconds.

Oh, wait! He wanted to humiliate her further. He started smearing her face with the mixture of spit and pre-cum that was sticking to his cock. He rubbed his cock on her face, spreading the spit. Her kohl got smeared, making the area around her eyes black. He spat once again and shoved his cock back into her mouth, deep-throating her.

One could only wonder how the table turns. She came here to tease him but ended up getting humiliated by him.

For the next part, he started teabagging. He stuffed his large scrotum in her mouth and ordered her to lick. And, strangely, she obliged. He could feel her tongue lick his balls. He brought out his balls and said, "Lick them properly." He laughed when he saw her nodding like an obedient child. He stuffed his balls once again.

After he was satisfied with her mouth, he turned his attention to other body parts. He pulled out her top, the neckline of which was already wet because of spit, sweat and precum. He almost ripped open the white bra. He pulled down the panties, smelled it and then wiped her face with it. He cleaned her face completely and then threw the panties away too. He didn't remove her skirt; well it wasn't much of a hindrance. Then he ordered her to stand in front of her. He looked at her from top to bottom. She was standing there, still dazed, in her blue mini skirt and sneakers.

"Do you know what I'm going to do to you?" he asked, a cunning smile on his face.

"F-fuck m-me?" Her hesitating voice was another turn on!

He laughed, heartily. "Much more than that. Tom will chase Jerry and I will stretch the kitty...!"