Daddy deflowers Priya

(All characters are above 18 and this is a story for mature audiences.)

Priya was getting ready. As she looked into the cracked mirror of the restaurant's make up room. She shivered in disgust. She hated lying to her father. But, she knew his business was barely holding by a thread and he could no longer support her. She cursed herself for being so careless and sunning heavy debts with her luxury lifestyle. She owed big money to some really bad people. Her father could never know about the debt. It would break his heart.

She was now being forced to work as a topless waitress. She had told her father she was working in hospitality. Her poor father was so preoccupied with his own financial ruin that he had not bothered to ask for any specifics. Priya let out a sigh 'Poor Daddy is working so hard, even on his birthday. I am going to save up all of today's tips to buy him something special'. A shrill bell shook her out of her reverie. It was time to get ready for the lunch service. She smiled in irony because getting ready no longer meant dressing up now. Here is to a first day which I never wanted - she thought ruefully.

Priya removed her skirt and boots - careful not to let them fall on the filthy floor. Then she removed her shirt. Ruefully, she removed her panties and shivered as cold air hit her freshly shaved pussy. The manager hated if a bush peeked from the sides of the thong. She picked the tiny black thong. It was made of flimsy lace and she had to be careful. Even though flimsy, they were super expensive.

Priya carefully pulled the thong up her legs. The tiny triangle covered her pussy in namesake only. The plump lips of the pussy were tantalizingly outlined through the thin fabric and the thin bar had disappeared deep into her ass crack. The thin black band was an exciting contrast against her alabaster white skin. The dip of her navel looked so sexy. Priya giggled in embarassment. She knew within the first fifteen minutes of serving she was going to drench her panties. Priya was trying very hard to hide the fact that she was a virgin. She had such poor control over her arousal.

Again she thought of her Daddy. He was a very traditional man. He had insisted and warned her from a young age to stay a virgin for her would be husband. And she had kept that promise. Working here and with her job it was going to be hard. Even though there were very strict rules, people tried to mess with the waitresses all the time. The manager never minded as long as the visitors stuck to abusing our boobs. No matter what they did he would not interfere. But he was too scared of the law to let them go below the belt. He made the clients sign a contract and all at the time of reserving the table itself.

But, Priya was prepared and expected that she will have to endure some horny bastards slipping their hands in a squeeze of her juicy pussy or trying to push a thumb up her ass. Some girls gave more freedom for extra cash but Priya did not want to break her word to her Daddy even in spirit. So, she did not even masturbate no matter how aroused she was. She was truly a virgin.

The second bell rang. Priya couldn't postpone any longer. She reached behind and unhooked her bra. Her creamy 34 D breasts swayed a little but settled proudly. She was slightly smaller compared to the silicone girls at the restaurant but her flesh was creamy and soft. Immediately one could tell it was all natural. She was still a handful. The cold AC immediately stiffened her nipples. They were a dark ruby red - again a sexy contrast with her creamy white skin. She placed her bag in the locker and shuddered in anticipation of the indignity.

Priya stepped out and joined the line of waitresses. There were many more pairs of swaying creamy breasts. All were barefoot and wearing only thongs.

She blushed in embarrassment as the manager ran his greedy hands over her breasts "Priya, priya, priya... my new favourite... I am assigning you to a private dining room."

Priya cursed silently.

The private dining room was not a closed room but a semi-private area separated by thin curtains. Clients could enjoy a little more freedom. This commanded a higher price and a higher tip for the manager and the waitress. But it also meant more grabbing and squeezing.

(Priya tells her story -)

The manager personally escorted me to the private dining area and as soon as I stepped in I had the worst shock of my life. And I almost dropped the tray laden with drinks. My Daddy was sitting there with two other burly guys!

Even as the manager droned on and on welcoming them and telling them the rules, I could see my dad was equally shocked. His mouth hung open at the sight of my creamy boobs. The other two guys paid no attention to the manager. I recalled my dad had been stressed about some permits for a new business which was his last hope. Even this morning he was telling mom that there were two bureaucrats on whom everything depended. If they did not approve the licence we would lose everything. So, he was going to do everything possible. They had made some crazy request and he had to make sure that their every whim was fulfilled. Ramesh and Suresh were the names of these lechers.

I recovered first. I had to behave normally. My dad couldn't afford to lose his licence and I couldn't afford to lose this job. I had to forget that he was my daddy.

I walked in with an exaggerated sway of my hips and deliberately bounced my boobs. I could see Ramesh and Suresh salivating. Even my dad couldn't help looking at my creamy globes.

I bent down and let my boobs sway a little in front of their faces. I could see both R and S itching to reach for a squeeze but I could see it was their first time. R said "Don't forget the bday boy" and giggled nervously. I shuddered a little, straitened up and turned towards my daddy.

The room had 4 comfy chairs arranged in a circle but there was no table in between like a usual restaurant.

I blushed as I stumbled towards Daddy and bent in front of him. My dad looked at me with a strange mix of anger and embarrassment. I could see he was pointedly looking away from my boobs. The manager walked out and closed the curtains behind him. The light was a faded glow but I am sure the men could see my curves clearly.

Ramesh lost his inhibition now that we were private " Darling... today is a special treat for my friend. It's my friends birthday... so we want to make it special for him. So serve him first."

I nodded in understanding - what a terrible gift for my poor Daddy. I did not even want to think about our dinner tonight.

Suresh egged on " Come on Ajay ji - look at these juicy jugs. She is so fresh and delicious. Why don't you taste her first.?"

My father shook his head and murmured "no no". I was also rooted on the spot.

Ramesh stood up and walked a couple of steps to me. He stood behind me and pressed against my back. I could already feel his dick digging into my ass. His breath was hot against my skin as he nibbled on my neck and reached around to squeeze my boobs. He roughly kneaded my boobs "aah... these mangoes I could play with them all day.. comon Ajay... don't be shy... these creamy globes are begging for your touch."

I flushed in embarassment. Soon Suresh dragged my father to his feet and pushed him towards me. He pulled up my Dad's hands and placed them over Ramesh's. Ramesh gave a throaty laugh and slipped his hands down to my waist.

Daddy was embarassed but he had to give in to egging by these two leechers. I shuddered as he gave a gentle squeeze for both my boobs. My poor Daddy had not even seen me in a swimsuit. His hands were warm but firm. His touch sent a jolt of electricity and immediately I could feel a wetness and a sharp. sensation in my pussy.

Now Suresh and Ramesh were excited.

"Come on Ajay... that was so weak. How can we trust a business in such weak hands! Show us you are a man."

Now Daddy gave a firmer squeeze and I moaned in confused pleasure. "See even baby girl here is enjoying your touch."

Now taste her! -

Daddy slipped his palm below my breasts and lifted them up a little. Then he bent down and covered my left nipple with his wet mouth. And started to suck noisily. Ramesh and Suresh laughed aloud in delight as I teetered on the spot. I rested my hands on Daddy's upper arms as I felt a sharp bolt like pleasure along my inner thighs.

My Daddy alternated sucking between my breasts and felt a sticky wetness flow out from my pussy. My mind was in a haze of pleasure. My Daddy came up for air and he was struggling for breath. His face was red.

Suresh replaced Daddy now and started to suck on my nipples. But he was not gentle like Daddy. He jiggled my boobs and bit my nipples. I could see his teeth mark clearly marring my creamy flesh. I grit my teeth. My Daddy started to move away but Ramesh dragged him back.

"don't be so shy Ajayji" he pulled my Dad's hand and stuffed it into the front triangle of my thong "Look how wet the slut is! Her thong is all wet.

This was too much. My dad's hand felt hot against my pussy. My juices drenched his hand. And I could see that he was petrified and immediately withdrew his hand.

Ramesh laughed " So shy so shy... don't worry we have plenty of time." As Suresh's biting got intense, I was fighting my own arousal. It was so embarrassing that Daddy knew about my wetness.

Now Ramesh's dick was rock hard and it was digging into my ass cheeks. "That wet panty must be so uncomfortable!" To my shock, Ramesh reached down and pulled away the waistband, easily tearing my thong.

I protested and started to push away. But the men were too strong. Suresh stopped sucking my boobs and pushed up against me and closed my mouth with his foul one. Ramesh locked my arm to the side and laughed aloud.

Dad protested " no no... this is against the rules"

Ramesh laughed arrogantly "we will tip her generously Ajay. Don't worry. Get ready for some fun. You know what kind of girls work here? Total sluts."

I was in a panic now.

Suresh spoke " Our friend is a little shy... as he sucked your nipples. Return the favour and such his dick."

I knew I couldn't create a scene. I nodded. Both men moved away and I turned towards Daddy. He was rooted in spot. He was clearly in shock.

Sursh pushed me and made me kneel in front of Dad. I opened his pant zip with shaking hands. Daddy's dick was long and thick and veiny. He was clearly semi aroused. He was a man after all. Suresh pushed my head from behind and I took Daddy's dick into my mouth. Daddy gave a sharp moan and instantly got harder. Suresh forced my head up and down Daddy's dick. Daddy soon got fully aroused and I began to gag on his length. And I had come up for air. Daddy's dick slid out with a pop. And he moved away.

I was still on my knees and I could see men discussing. They were both saying something and dad was protesting it was all a haze.

Just then the bloody manager walked in "Is everything alright? Darling Priya are you serving them well? Just checking up sir.. are you having a good time?"

Ramesh and Suresh roared approvingly "ofcourse ofcourse our waitress is giving excellent service."

I kept my knees close trying to hide my pussy. But the asshole manager spotted my torn thong. Immediately he must have understood what had happened " Oh I am so sorry someone had not cleaned here properly. Let me remove it. Priya... you can resume to serve the guests.

"Sir, please have a seat and enjoy the amazing cooking of our restaurant. Only welcome drinks are served in the private area. For eating lunch we have to move to the restaurant.

The men reluctantly began to move out of the private area. I cursed under my breath as I stood up. Now the manager smirked as he saw my dripping wet and naked pussy. But he pretended to not see it. That surely emboldened Ramesh and Suresh. Daddy looked angry now but he was helpless.

I let the men go out and whispered to the manager " Can I please have my thong back. I can't go out like this"

Manager smirked " all modest are we now? You wet slut. It is torn. I will be cutting it's price from your pay. And I will issue a new one only tomorrow."

No way out, I followed the men outside. I could see so many poor girls with their pussies out and dripping. The no below belt action was a ruse to make the girls work here. I hated how I had been taken in. I could see girls were giving blow jobs or bouncing on the laps of clients all around me.

I was scared - I was sure today was the last day of my virginity. I was going to be deflowered in front of my Daddy!

Now Ramesh and Suresh were telling something to my dad and he was protesting but they were not budging. So my father got up, unzipped his pants and sat down. Now I could see his dick erect standing proudly between his legs. Ramesh dragged me and before I could recover from the shock, placed me in the lap of my father. Now my daddy's dick was squished between my ass cheeks and it's head just brushing against my pussy lips.

Suresh said gruffly " Don't just sit there Ajay. This is our bday gift to you. You are insulting our hospitality. " Still my daddy was too embarrassed to do anything. "Hey girl - do something or we are going to walk out!"

I did not want to embarrass these important men. I raised myself a little, balanced on my toes. My feet were on either side of Daddy's thighs. I supported myself by holding onto the table with my left hand and I slipped my right hand down to grab Daddy's dick. His whole body became stiff and his breathing became rapid. I could sense he was trying to get up.

Before he or I could do anything rash, I guided my dad's dick into my wet pussy. I was dripping so much the head and the most of it slipped smoothly until Daddy's dick head hit the virgin barrier. I was moving slowly and carefully. Even Daddy realized I was trying not to break my virginity. So, he also held my waist and gently moved up and down.

But soon his breathing became even rapid. I was also getting lost in my pleasure. Daddy was moaning and I was also moaning. Ramesh and Suresh were laughing, enjoying the show. And I found myself trying get my dad deeper into my pussy. And he was also not being so gentle. As our arousals built up, the moment came wherein we both couldn't control ourselves anymore and Daddy thirst up with his powerful hips to break my barrier and at the same time pulled me down forcefully so that now his entire dick was buried deep inside my pussy.

I felt a sharp pain but my pussy stretched to accommodate my Daddy's big dick. My vision was hazy but Daddy was beyond control. He must have been also angry at the situation. So he started to move me up and down roughly over his dick. I braced myself against the table as my boobs bounced wildly due to Daddy's forceful thrusts. Ramesh and Suresh were enjoying the show. Couple of other men had stopped eating and their own fondling to look at our fucking.

I was struggling to control my moans.. daddy was an amazing fuck. His dick was hitting all the pleasure spots in my pussy and I was in the throes of pleasure. I could feel wave after wave of my pleasure hitting my pussy. My whole body shook I was covered in sweat. I couldn't control anymore and moaned loudly and almost screamed as I came. I was feeling light and relaxed but Daddy continued to grunt and pump into me.

As my confusion cleared I could sense Daddy's thrusts becoming shorter and faster. With a final guttural moan Daddy dragged me down and buried his dick deep into my pussy.

I immediately felt his warm sticky load filling up my pussy. His load was big.

I stood up shakily and my dad's dick plopped out. I did not dare to turn and look at him. Immediately some excess sperm seeped out from my pussy and cakes my thighs. I started to walk away but Ramesh was too quick "where are you running off to darling, what about us?"

I was still recovering from my very first fuck, so my reactions were slow. He grabbed me by the neck and forced me to bend down to stuff his dick into my mouth. My legs teetered but before I could collapse on the floor Suresh moved behind me and grabbed my waist. Even as I continued sucking Ramesh's dick, Suresh unzipped and slipped his dick inside my pussy that was extremely lubricated with Daddy's sperm. They were doing what was called an eiffel tower.

From the corner of my eye I saw dad's shock and horror - his little girl was being used like a common whore. I was worried now. These guys were not using condoms. God knows what diseases they had. What if I became pregnant!

Thankfully both men came soon. I started to pull away but Ramesh held my head in place as I gagged on his filthy load. In the back Suresh also. Bucked his hips and buried himself deep inside me. I took his load also.

I was swaying in place and my dad understood my confusion. "Ma'am can you show me the loo?" I nodded and started walking towards the loo. Daddy followed.

We walked into the men's. It was deserted. Immediately my dad's anger exploded and he slapped me. Tears welled up in my eyes. "Daddy please listen to me this was my first day. I didn't know "

"But why? Why are you here at all" he was still angry.

I sobbed and in between sobs I explained about my debt predicament. In the middle of the explanation I realized he was no longer paying attention. His eyes were fluttering between my swollen leaking pussy and my agitated boobs.

I flushed but he was a man after all. What could he do. I was still naked.

"Daddy are you ok"

"Yes yes... all Ok. Are you ok? Are you hurt?"

Daddy moved in and patted my breasts. I was a bit shocked but he was only checking on me. Next moment Daddy pulled roughly on my nipples I yelled in pain and tried to push him away. But he was too strong as he twisted my nipples.

"You slut. I should hit you to hell. I told you to preserve your virginity and you put me in a position where I had to defile you."

"I am so sorry Daddy" I sobbed in pain.

"Lets go back. I don't want to raise any suspicion."

I nodded and meekly followed him back to the table.