My girlfriend Nisha had sex with my dad-1

Hello friends! Welcome to Free Indian Sex Stories. Let me start my story. Nisha, Nisha, Nisha. She was the love of my life and the dagger into my heart. In the beginning, it was a dream come true for a girl like her to even notice me, let alone say yes when I finally had the nerve to ask her out, and then to be my girlfriend. Looking back, it made no sense. Nisha was from a wealthy family; I was not. Nisha was an absolute, brown beauty with an incredible, petite body. I on the other hand was average at best in appearance, short and skinny. In the end, Nisha was simply looking for a guy that she could abuse and humiliate and I walked right into that trap despite all the warning signs.

A month into our relationship, we were ready to introduce ourselves to each other’s parents. Her father and stepmother I could tell were not crazy about me when we met last weekend. They were polite but I could sense they wanted someone more like them for potential son-in-law material. Now it was time to meet my parents.

My folks are the exact opposite of Nisha’s. They live in a very modest, old house down in one of West Virginia’s economically depressed areas. Neither of them finished high school so they were very proud when I got accepted into college here in Virginia and also got a full scholarship. Mom is lucky to have a job, working at the hospital as a receptionist. She’s 60 and has recently begun to put on a lot of weight. Dad’s older: 67 and had just gotten laid off as a painter at the refrigerator factory. Dad is tall, really tall, as in six foot nine tall. He also has begun to gain some weight around his middle but being so tall, his weight evens out more than my short mother. Both of my parents had hard lives but were good country people.

The drive to West Virginia that day was tense to say the least. I had gone over to Nisha’s sorority house the night before to surprise her with a gift, only to walk into her room and find her having sex with the quarterback on our college football team. She just looked over at me while he told me to get the fuck out!
I left the house practically in tears but Nisha later came over and apologized. She assured me that she loved me and that she was going through a phase right now. I should have called off our plans for the next day but I knew that Mom really wanted to meet Nisha after all the good things I had said about her.

As we drove into my hometown, I reminded Nisha that my parents and their house were not like what she was used to. Nisha took my hand and assured me that she was completely non-judgmental and open-minded.

Nisha and I showed up on time for lunch just as Mom was walking out of the house. She announced that she had been called into work unexpectedly. She apologized and told Nisha they’d catch up soon. I could tell that Mom was very disappointed and I was too. Dad was not a good conversationalist and did not have the best people skills. He also had a tendency to dress too casual so I hoped for the best as we went inside the house.

Well, I had hoped for the best but got a lot less than that. For one, the house was hot as can be: the air conditioning unit in the living room was on the floor, finally broken after so many years. And there sat Dad on the couch watching TV with his bare feet propped up on the coffee table. He sat there dressed in paint-stained jeans and an old T-shirt. He hadn’t bothered to shave nor even comb his hair.

Lunch had already been made so Dad, Nisha and I, after introductions, went to the dining table in the kitchen for our get to know (half) the parents lunch. Getting Dad to initiate conversation was hard because he was painfully shy. He tried though and Nisha was, at first, very gracious and respectful.

“Nisha, Vijay tells me you went to a girls’ school before college, how did you like it?” he asked.

“It was a good experience and I got a very good college-prep education,” she said. “But, I’m glad to be a freshman in college and getting to know my favorite sophomore, Vijay.”

Dad smiled as he finished up his sandwich and took a gulp of soda.

“Vijay has good taste, you’re a nice young lady,” he told her. “So many young women today are going down the wrong path. I’m glad to see there’s hope.”

Oh here we go with the Mumbai thing, I thought.

“Oh Mr. Pranav, you’re so sweet, thank you,” Nisha said. “What do you like to do in your spare time?”

“Oh, I’m just a good old country boy. I got laid off from my job the other week. Been with that company for 45 years.”

“Oh no, Mr. Pranav, I’m so sorry!”

“It ain’t been easy. My wife got her a job at the hospital and I got unemployment but I guess I need to retire at my age. Ain’t no jobs round here and definitely ain’t jobs for old men like me.”

“Mr. Pranav,” Nisha continued. “Everything happens for a reason. You didn’t answer my question: what do you like to do?”

Dad just sat there for a minute and stared into space. I had told Nisha over and over that he was a boring guy. His life revolved around sitting in front of the TV.

“Oh, I like to watch sports on the TV and I don’t do much else,” Dad told her.

“Mr. Pranav, I think you’re a really nice man yourself and I see where Vijay gets his good looks,” she said causing Dad a little embarrassment.

He chuckled and said: “Oh you are too polite. I haven’t looked good since I was Vijay’s age.” Then, patting his belly through his t-shirt, he continued: “And, this old man isn’t what he used to be.”

Dad got up and went down the hall to the bathroom so Nisha and I put away the dishes.

“Your father is really nice,” Nisha said to me.

“Yeah, he takes a while to get to know but he’s a good man.”

“He’s so tall!”

“Six foot nine: tallest man I’ve ever seen.”

“I’ll bet he’s got a big dick.”

“Shhh!” I said snapping at her. “He and Mom are both Mumbaian. Why would you say something like that anyway?”

“Sorry honey, you’re right.”

We heard the toilet flush but Dad didn’t come back to the kitchen. Of course he was going back into the living room for more television.

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