Karachi Family Saga

Opening her mouth, she took Taimur's cock head into it and sucked him.

Taimur was stunned. His own mother was giving him a blow job! His own sweet mother was licking and sucking on his prick! It was a real mind fuck.

He had come home hungry and had come to his mother's room to ask about dinner, to his surprise, the door had been partially open; he had nudged it open further and seen his mother naked, her sexy curves, lumps and bumps clearly visible. She was so much like Alia. Her body filled out in the right places, with large yet firm tits, a round ass and great legs.

Now like a dream come true, she was sucking his Lund, on her knees in front of him sucking and loving his cock.

He had done what she told him; come in; undressed and let her strip his underwear off and dry his body, all the time hoping that his luck was about to get much better.

To hell with Alia and her moods. So she wouldn't suck him when her periods were on. big deal. His mother was and that was a very big deal indeed.

He thought about his friend Zain, who fucked his own mother regularly and had introduced him to incest. How he had envied him.

Taimur was gently holding his mother's head as she sucked him off. He moved his hips forwards and backwards, his Lund all wet with his mum's spit sliding in and out of her mouth. Her eyes were closed as she stroked his balls and held his Lund in her soft hands, obviously enjoying it.

Taimur eased his Lund out of her mouth and bent down to kiss her on the mouth before gently easing her into a doggy position and kneeling behind her.

Heart beating in lust and also in fear of rejection, he knelt behind her and quickly (in case she changed her mind) aimed his prick at the shaved pussy of his mother, as she looked back at him.

His cock pressed through her wet slit and pierced her cunt lips as it entered her choot, easily sliding into the hot wet sheath of her fuck box, in one smooth thrust.

Once fully inside her hot hole, Taimur took hold of her hips and began to pump her steadily at first but slowly increasing his pace with each thrust... He feared that they would be interrupted at any moment, or that his mother might suddenly come to her senses and pull away. He also feared that his own horniness was bringing him close to shooting his load of spunk.

Nilofer had been enjoying her first taste of Taimur's Lund. Her husband was not interested these days in her sucking him off. She had actually always enjoyed it. From the very first time Ali had told her to open her mouth and suck him, she had developed a taste for cock sucking. She always loved to swallow the stream of cum that Ali would shoot into her mouth.

Taimur had tasted delicious. All hot, hard and salty. She knew that he was about to cum and had hoped he would shoot his spunk into her mouth but realized that he had other plans when, he had eased back and kissed her.

She had felt his shaft enter her choot from behind with a mixture of satisfaction and amazement. He was so hot!

As he fucked her, she moved her ass backwards and forwards with him. She was as determined as he was to take pleasure from him fucking her as he was getting from doing it, and Taimur was certainly giving her pleasure.

He had experience, she could tell, and hoped it was gained from screwing a college girl with good hygiene and not some massi (servant) or streetwalker with none.

"Ahhh Taimur beta... aur Zor say." (Taimur... harder) she panted as he fucked her with hard deep thrusts.

Taimur was already close to Cumming. The squeeze his mother had given his cock had almost triggered his ejaculation, now with his Lund in her hot wet fuck box, he wanted to cum so badly, his butt hole hurt. "Ohhh Ammi, Ammi, App kitni garam ho... Oohh!" (O Mummy, mummy, you're so hot) Taimur moaned as he shot his load into her.

Nilofer felt the first shots flood her cunt and then began to move her butt savagely, determined to get the most pleasure out of his erupting cock before he became limp.

"Eh eh eh," she panted as she fucked his Lund to her own orgasm. Luckily, Taimur had the sense to stay in her and pump even as his cum drained into her.

Later, as Nilofer showered Taimur dressed quickly and went to his room, guilt took hold of her and she felt ashamed.

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Ali Tahir knew nothing of the household incest activities as he finally reached home. As satisfying as the afternoon fuck session with the fake Alia had been, he still felt hot. He thought about getting Nilofer in bed for a quick ride before dinner but no one seemed to be around as he came inside the house. Going to the kitchen, he saw the storeroom light on and went to see who was in it.

He was surprised to see Alia standing on a chair reaching up for something on the top shelf. She lost her balance and fell backwards off the chair. Luckily, Ali was there to catch her, his hands and arms grabbing her as she fell.

He felt her large full breasts in his hands as he held her and realized that his cock was as hard as he had ever felt it.

"Thank you papa." She said well aware that her father was holding on to her breasts a lot longer than necessary, as she had managed to stand up.

"Are you alright?" Ali asked, reluctantly releasing her as she turned around in his arms, her breasts now pressing against him.

"Kiya chahiya udhar say?" (What did you want from there?) He asked looking up at the top shelf. Feeling the heat of her body against his and painfully aware that his Lund was throbbing angrily in his Shalwar (baggy trousers).

"That pot." She replied getting back on the chair and reaching for the pot again, she made sure to jut her gaand (butt) back against him as she stepped up.

"Here," Ali said taking hold of her hips, his thumb pressing into the fat firm globes of her buttocks, as she stood "let me help you."

Ali was now looking at the firm rounded bump of Alia's butt as he held her hips, and was wishing her shalwar (baggy trousers) kamiz (long shirt) suit was transparent.

Alia saw where her father's eyes were and feeling naughty, pretended to struggle with the pot, making her body shake slightly and causing her father to take firmer hold of her hips.

She had fantasized about fucking her father ever since that first threesome with her brothers Nasir and Taimur. If she could handle a threesome, why not a foursome? At first, she had imagined her husband's Lund in her mouth, as her brothers pumped her asshole and cunt respectively. The three would then change holes, using her like a fuck toy until in triumph she would drain them all. Then the husband image had been replaced with that of her own father; more than the challenge of taking three men at a time, there was the added pleasure of taking her father. So respectable looking with his skull cap and beard. And also so handsome and tall.

"Papa?" She said "I can't get it down. Please do it for me?" She added as she turned around and stepped off the chair her body sliding against his in the confined space of the storeroom.

Ali was lost to reason now and pulled her hard against him, pressing her lips to hers in a hot kiss.

Her mouth opened and her tongue darted out into his mouth in a hot kiss. her hands holding his face. Ali pressed her against the wall and squeezed her ass and tits roughly. She was hot he could see. Obviously, separation from her ungrateful husband was affecting her badly. It was only natural that she would want sex and he should give it to her, to avoid any love affairs with neighbors or cousins. He reasoned to himself as his own lust took greater hold of him.

"Alia..." He moaned, "Alia... Ohhh"

Alia was enjoying the roughness of her father's embrace. Her periods had just ended and she was hot and hungry for sex. She had planned to get Taimur or Nasir for a quick hard fuck before dinner to take the edge off her sexual need. But this was even better.

"Ohhh Abbu, Abbu, jaldi karo, koi aa na jay, jaldi chodu Mujhay." (Daddy, be quick, someone will come, fuck me quickly) She moaned, one of her hands already squeezing and handling the hard lund and balls of her father as he tugged her kamiz up and pulled her nara (cord that holds shalwars up) open.

"Alia? Alia?" He panted as he untied her Nara and reached between her legs for her shaved choot. His finger slipped roughly along her sticky wet slit to her hole and probed into it. (like all the Tahir women, she seldom wore panties) She was so hot and sticky, hungry for a fuck and ready for him to give it to her.

Ali cursed himself for wasting his energy and money on the whore earlier that day, the real Alia, was waiting all this time for a fuck and he had not known it; Why had he not realized that the real Alia was horny for Him?

"Jaldi karo Abbu, dalu jaldi say." Alia moaned, enjoying the feel of her father's fingers in her slit and choot hole.

Ali pulled his own Nara open and let his shalwar fall to the floor. He too seldom wore underwear. Then pulling Alia's shalwar down and off, he pressed her against the wall and pressed between her legs taking hold of her ass as her legs parted for him.

He then lifted her by her ass and told her to guide his Lund to her waiting wet hole.

Alia wasted no time in getting her father's tool to the target and then humped up and down on it until he was fully in her cunt.

"Aliaaaaaa! He moaned as his fingers found the opening of her well filled choot and felt the hot sticky juice leaking from around his shaft.

"Zor say Papa," Alia moaned, "Meri choot phardu, meri choot phardu." (Bust my hole, bust my hole) She panted as her thrust hard and fast up into her.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" She moaned already feeling her orgasm building inside her. It was going to be big. If only he would not cum too soon.

Ali thrust and thrust and thrust as hard as he could. Alia was no problem to hold, with her legs wrapped around his waist as she humped happily on his rod.

"Tum nay pahley kyun nahi bola bati?" (Why didn't you ask sooner daughter?) He asked.

"Ohhh Papa, bus chodu Zor say chodu waqat kum hai." (Papa just fuck me harder, we don't have time) She groaned. Ali felt her body shudder and a hot wetness bath his Lund in her choot and sighed with satisfaction; she had cum.

Picking up his pace and squeezing her butt hard, his nails digging into her full ass, her sent his Lund, pounding into her orgasm fuck box and then threw his head back in joy as he felt his own juice blast up his shaft into his daughter's womb.

What an unusual day it had been.

Everyone was naturally very tired that night. After all, Nabila had been fucked and sodomised by her brother Nasir; Alia had been pumped up against the storeroom wall by her father's long cock and Nilofer had been taken doggy style by her son Taimur, in her bedroom.

It seemed that everyone was a little quieter than usual at dinner and headed to bed earlier. Yet, as everyone ate in relative silence, they were all busy thinking about what had happened that day and were hoping to repeat it soon.

Nilofer was the first to wake next morning. She was busy making the breakfast when Taimur came in and stood beside her.

"Salaam Ammi jaan." He said slipping an arm around her waist after closing the kitchen door.

Nilofer moved away after returning his greeting. She was still feeling guilty about having sex with him and was embarrassed by his behavior.

Taimur moved behind her again and putting his hands on her hips kissed her neck.

"Don't do it Taimur. It isn't right. Whatever happened was wrong. Please forgive me and forget about it." Nilofer said firmly turning to look at Taimur as she pushed him away.

Taimur was just about to say something when the door opened and Nasir came in with Nabila, for breakfast.

Ali had waited for Nabila to come out of the room she shared with Alia. He had spent the night dreaming about his daughter Alia and planning his next encounter with her carefully. It was risky to take her with the whole family at home, but he was desperate for another fuck with her.

Seeing Nabila leave the room and walk slowly to the kitchen, he entered and saw Alia busy caressing her overflowing breasts.

Alia smiled at him and made no attempt to cover up. Her father had screwed her, why be shy about a little bare breast now? As she smiled at her father, noting the flushed look on his face and lust in his eyes, she was certain he had a sexual motive for being there and a little show of full titty was going to make him only hotter.

Alia still felt her breasts were bursting with milk. She began to squeeze and press her nipples; trying to expel the excess milk from her breast and watching her father lick his lips and rub his cock slowly as she did so.

"Abbu?" she asked. Understanding at once, Ali knelt beside her and took hold of Alia's breasts and began teasing and squeezing her nipples before he bent forward and began sucking on them.

Alia was getting more turned on as her father suckled at her breasts and handled them with his expert hands. His long beard tickled her stomach and added to her enjoyment of it all. How respectable he was now. busy sucking the tits of his own daughter. She felt his hand move down between her legs and leaned back slightly so his hand could access her shalwar covered pussy. As his fingers tugged her Nara open and loosened her shalwar she sighed.

Ali was also enjoying it. He hadn't done this with a lactating woman since Taimur was a baby. He had always enjoyed it with Nilofer and Nilofer had enjoyed it a lot too. Immediately after he would suck her, she would almost beg him to fuck her. Naturally, he would never refuse. Always amazed at how hot her choot was as he fucked her.

Now here he was, sucking his daughter's tits and drinking her milk. It was so erotic! His cock was hard as an Iron bar and he was already thinking of where he wanted to put it... her asshole. He had fantasized about it so many times.

The milk was all gone now and Alia was as hot as ever and eager to take care of her father's erection, feeling the teasing pleasure of his fingertips in her sticky hot slit and pussy hole... She lay backwards as her father concentrated on fingering her fuck box. His strong fingers moving in-out with ease thanks to her heat. She felt his fingers move down her slit, towards her butt crack and sighed contentedly. She adjusted her position and put her feet up on the bed, allowing her father to locate and tease her anus easily. His fingers probed and tested her butt hole as he leaned over her and sucked her breasts.

Ali stood up and untied his Nara, his shalwar falling to his feet, and moving his kamiz shirt tail and vest up over his small pot belly, he asked Alia to sit up and aimed his Lund at her sweet mouth and smiled.

Alia opened her mouth and obediently began to suck on his cockhead. Her hands going up between his legs to the heavy sack of his balls and his damp butt crack. Marriage and incest with Nasir and Taimur had fine-tuned her cock sucking skills. She was rather proud of herself as she worked her mouth over her father's prick. She took more and more of his man meat into her mouth with each bob of her head. He was the biggest Lund she had ever sucked but his width was slightly less then Nasir's.

Thinking about Nasir made her even hotter. That was what she needed, a cock in her mouth. Nasir under her with his prick in her pussy and Taimur behind her feeding his Lund in her butt hole. It was her favorite fantasy and one she hoped to fulfil soon.

Ali was enjoying it, but he was worried about time. The family would soon be finishing breakfast, so he eased Alia backwards on the bed and tugged her shalwar down her shapely legs, over her feet and off. Alia also knew time was short and was certain that her father was ready for her choot. She was certainly ready for her morning fuck... Ali put her ankles on his shoulders as he got between her legs and aimed his prick at the wet opening between her legs. He entered her rapidly, his Lund sliced into her hole like a hot knife through butter, as his balls slapped against her ass, and he pushed her legs up and fucked her hard, sending his cock hard and deep into her with each thrust.

Alia was moaning with pleasure, he was screwing her so well, filling her up with his hot lund and pumping her hard and fast. She heard the bed shake and squeezed her tits hard as she panted, suddenly feeling her well filled choot spasm and shudder as she came. It was amazing how a hard fuck after a session of tit sucking can make you hot, so hot that you feel your pussy orgasm in minutes. But the real fun was to feel a cock still pumping in and out as the wave of pleasure passed over you.

Ali pulled his well lubricated cock from her choot and pushing her legs back higher, guided his Lund to her butt hole. With lustful determination he, pushed his cock into her gaand (Ass) and buried it in three hard thrusts, enjoying the tightness of her rectum around his Lund.

Alia was used to anal sex. After her husband, Nasir and even Taimur's pricks in her ass, she was able to take it with ease, but her father was being rough about it, even rougher then the inexperienced Taimur had been. (She had been his first taste of anal sex).

Still as her father settled in her and began to pump her as with confident strokes, she began to moan with pleasure and enjoy it a lot. He knew how to work his cock in and out of her butt really well.

After a few minutes, she reached for her clit and frigged herself to another orgasm. Minutes later she felt the hot liquid shots of his cum fill her back-passage and came herself once more.

Ali had wanted to make it last. He was sure that Alia was no anal virgin (only a fool would leave such a gorgeous ass unused) but had been relieved that she didn't scream in pain as he entered her. The tight hot heat of her anus and the knowledge that he finally was in her butt hole had made control difficult. Then there was the risk of being caught by Nabila. What a hot girl and fuckable Chokri (babe) his daughter Nabila was. As the thoughts of Nabila raced through his mind; the sight of his cock fucking Alia's asshole while she frigged herself and her breasts bounced before his eyes, he felt his balls explode and his Lund spat his seed into her gaand.

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It was still raining. The roads were still underwater and so Taimur decided to miss college and stay a home. Nabila and Alia disappeared into their room shortly after breakfast and Nasir and Ali had headed out to work.

Nilofer, after cleaning the kitchen had busied herself getting the massi (servant, who had arrived late) to sweep and mop the house. Her mind though was on Taimur. How sad and depressed he had looked during breakfast. He had hardly eaten anything and had disappeared just before Nabila and Nasir had finished eating. As she watched the rain falling from the kitchen window, she hoped he had taken his jacket with him to college.

It was only when she went to check on the massi's progress in cleaning the three attached bathrooms that she noticed Taimur lying on his bed under a bed sheet, fast asleep.

The massi had finished the bathrooms and after Nilofer had fed her lunch, she left for her next job. Calling the girls for lunch, she sent Nabila to call Taimur. After a few minutes, Nabila returned to the kitchen and said Taimur didn't want lunch and was sleeping.

Lunch over, as Nabila washed the dishes and Alia took care of her daughter, Nilofer, went to Taimur and Nasir's room and knocked.

"Taimur?" she said waiting for a reply. "Taimur aren't you hungry son?"

Again no reply so Nilofer opened the door and went in. The clouds and rain had darkened the room and although it was only 1pm it felt like 7pm.

Nilofer saw that Taimur was lying on his back in his vest and sleeping shalwar. The sheet kicked down and at his feet as he slept with an arm over his eyes and a hand on his stomach.