Mumtaz and her Family – Part 1

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Please read the ‘Sex and Family Story Series’ before reading this story.

“Ayesha and my son have gone to watch a movie. I have prepared biryani. Come to our house in the evening, Rajesh,” Mumtaz texted me the next afternoon. I knew that I will get more than biryani from Mumtaz when I go there.

I was not able to fuck the busty woman properly last evening as the three brothers took her away from me. But I got to fuck Mumtaz’s daughter, Ayesha’s fresh and young pussy. As I wanted to explore more of Mumtaz’s fleshy body, I texted her that I will coming.

I went to Mumtaz’s house around 7pm and knocked on the door. Mumtaz opened the door wearing a white saree and she looked like she had dressed up like a bride. I stepped in and hugged her tightly crushing her big breasts on my chest.

My hands went behind her back. I groped her ass cheeks pushing them to my crotch to let her feel my hard cock. It was throbbing for her.

“Door is open, Rajesh,” Mumtaz said trying to get away from my hug.

“Your neighbor is Nancy Aunty. She won’t mind,” I said trying to kiss her.

But Mumtaz moved her head away and said,” So you want to fuck me out in the open?”

“I don’t mind if you are ready. See how my cock is hungry for your cunt,” I said pushing my crotch against hers.

“Your cock is always hungry. Why, didn’t your sister give you her choot today? First have biryani and later my choot,” Mumtaz said laughing.

“Biriyani later. Now I want your fucking pussy. Where is the bedroom?” I closed the door but forgot to lock it.

Coming near her, I asked her which her room was. Mumtaz showed me the room door which was open. I lifted her of the floor, carried her in my arma, eager to mount the Muslim bitch. Mumtaz held my neck and kept kissing me on my face.

Inside the bedroom, seeing the bed, I dropped her on the mattress. I quickly removed my clothes and stood naked showing my throbbing cock to her.

“Someone is very eager for my old choot,” Mumtaz said laughing.

“You will see, bitch,” Saying I kept one feet on the bed and held her saree pallu edge.

I tried to pull the pallo but she held if firmly and mocked me with a challenging look. I pulled the pallo using force and her white blouse was exposed. With free hand, I pulled the saree knots which was secured firmly at her tummy and it came freely in my hand.

The saree was disarray, I pulled it hard and threw it away leaving Mumtaz in blouse and petticoat. As she was not wearing bra and I saw her thick nipples trying to pop out the thin blouse material. Seeing my eyes on her breasts, Mumtaz covered her chest with her arms.

Mumtaz’s eyes were shining and she was in a playful mood today trying to tease me. Holding the bottom of her petticoat, I lifted it up and saw her thighs and pussy. To my surprise it was neatly trimmed as there was a heavy bush yesterday.

Mumtaz quickly took her arms from her chest and tried to push her petticoat down to hide her modesty.

“Wow, your cunt looks like your daughter’s today. Did you do it yourself?” I asked her.

Mumtaz blushing said,” Ayesha helped me. Now stop and have biryani which I cooked only for you.”

“I will have that later. Now I want to eat your sexy body,” I said staring at her big bosom.

“What do you want to eat naughty boy,” Mumtaz asked mocking.

Taking my right hand to the top of her blouse, holding it firmly, I said,” I want to eat your breasts, bitch.”

“You can only suck them not eat, Buddu,” Mumtaz said laughing.

“Whatever, I will eat your pussy after sucking your breasts,” Saying I pulled her blouse forcibly. The blouse hooks gave up and the flaps slid away and her big breasts popped out. Mumtaz quickly covered her breasts with both hands hiding her treasures.

I lifted her petticoat up till her midriff exposing her cunt and she scrambled to cover herself. I quickly got on top of her, moved her arms away from her breasts and held them securely at her sides. Mumtaz was helpless as her hands was held firmly by mine.

My legs were pushing her legs wide and my cock was pressing against her crotch.

“Now what,” Mumtaz asked challenging me.

“My cock is going to invade your choot and fuck you, Randi,” I said.

“What if my daughter comes?” Mumtaz asked.

“I will fuck her too,” I said and licked both her areolas wetting them.

“What if my son comes?” Mumtaz said.

“I will ask him to wait till I finish with you or he can have your daughter,” I said trying to mouth her thick nipples.

“You have a dirty mind, bad boy. How can you think of my son fucking me or my daughter?” Mumtaz said with a frown.

“Everything is fair in love and war. Mathew fucks his mother and I fuck my cousin sister,” Saying I took her nipple in my mouth and sucked it.

“Stop, please stop Rajesh. My breasts are sore. Those brothers bit them badly yesterday,” Mumtaz said showing the love bites on her breasts flesh.

“So what. No gain without pain. Don’t worry, I won’t bite you like those cuckold brothers. Nafisa breastfed me before coming here,” I said.

“Did you fuck her while sucking milk,” Mumtaz asked in jealously.

“I fucked Nafisa in the morning and Priya in the afternoon. I saved my evening quota for you as I wanted to fuck you all night long,” I said.

“What. All night. No, I don’t want to get caught by my son. Even with Ayesha,” Mumtaz said.

“But you watched your daughter getting fucked. Let her watch and she will learn from you as she is still inexperienced,” I said.

“My daughter is inexperienced. I saw how she milked you when she was riding you. In fact I should learn a few tricks from her,” Mumtaz said recalling how her daughter rode me last evening.

“Are we going to keep talking like this?” I asked her.

“You have pinned me down and I am underneath you. Tell me what I should do to please, my lover boy,” Mumtaz said winking at me.

Releasing that my cock was in position, I gave a thrust and my cock entered her easily and she gasped at the abrupt entry. But she regained her composure and hugging my neck, she said,” Pound me boy. I was waiting for this from morning.”

Groping her breasts at the base, pushing my cock deeper inside her, I asked,” Then why this tamasha bitch.”

“Call me randi, slut, bitch or whatever. Use my body as you like but fill me with your cum, beta,” Mumtaz said pushing her ass up and fucking me back.

“So this is why you sent me to movie. You wanted to fuck my boyfriend, Ammi,” We heard Ayesha’s voice and we both looked at the bedroom door.

Ayesha was standing at the door wearing a jeans and T-shirt. “Damn, you didn’t lock the door properly, Rajesh,” Mumtaz whispered in my ears.

“Didn’t you go to movie, beti,” Mumtaz asked her daughter.

“I knew something was not right when you insisted. So I came back and caught you red-handed,” Saying Ayesha came and sat on the bed beside us.

“Don’t you have the manners to knock on the door before entering and give your mother privacy,” Mumtaz asked Ayesha.

“If you are committing adultery that too with a boy of your son’s age, you should have the sense to lock the door, Ammi,” Ayesha shot back and started playing with her mother’s stiff nipples.

Mumtaz moaned as her daughter pulled her nipples, stretching it as much as possible. “Stop playing with them, Aishu. They are not rubber toys to play. Where is Abdul,” Mumtaz said as if she was in pain.

“He said that he is going to his friends place,” Ayesha said and continued, “Am I not your daughter? How come your boobs are so big and mine are so small, Ammi,” Ayesha asked.

“Yours will grow big. When you get married, have kids and they will become soft and bigger when you breastfeed your kids,” Mumtaz said giving sex education to her 20 year old daughter.

“But my boyfriend’s always suck my boobs. But they are still small,” Ayesha said.

“Don’t explain in detail about what you do with your friends. Couldn’t you have waited till you got married,” Mumtaz said angrily.

“What to do. I used to get horny seeing you and chacha having sex. I am a horny bitch like you. Like mother like daughter,” Saying Ayesha took Mumtaz’s nipple in her mouth and sucked it.

Mumtaz pushing Ayesha’s head away from her chest, she said,” Why are you sucking me? If you want milk, go to Nafisa, she will feed you her milk.”

“Yes, I will try. But it will be better if you breastfeed me just like you did when I was a baby,” Ayesha said laughing.

“Naughty girl. For that I will have to get pregnant once again,” Mumtaz said with mock anger.

“Very good. My boyfriends are eager to fuck you and you may get pregnant. They say you look exactly like Bharathi Jha, the famous Indian porn actress. Dark skin, big boobs, fleshy thighs and tummy,” Ayesha said.

Yes, Mumtaz looked exactly like Bharathi Jha. I said,” Yes Aunty. She is right.”

“Aunty ke bacche. Stop comparing me with that bitch. Yesterday you were calling me by my name, why suddenly Aunty now,” Mumtaz said chiding me.

“Out of respect, as your daughter is here, Aunty,” I said and pushed my cock inside her.

“Respect my foot. Your lund is grinding my choot in front of my daughter and you are talking of respect. Yesterday when those brothers were mauling me, you were happily fucking my daughter in front of me,” Mumtaz said hitting on my cheek playfully.

“Yesterday, everyone were horny and did unthinkable things with each other. You were also drunk and aroused and enjoyed with me, Mathew, Anil and Raman. Don’t tell me that you regret what you did yesterday Aunty,” I said looking in her eyes.

Mumtaz blushing said,” I got overboard last evening. I couldn’t control myself after seeing you taking Priya, Nafisa and Nancy. I wanted only you but got those brothers,” Mumtaz said.

“Is it a roundtable conference meeting going on here? I am horny and want to get fucked,” Saying Ayesha kneeled on the bed, unhooked her jeans and pulled it down along with the panties exposing her hairless pussy. She kneeled on all fours in doggy position wriggling her ass and winked, inviting me.

Mumtaz sighed and said,” Go and please her, beta. She won’t stop till she gets what she want. I will wait.”

Pulling my cock out of Mumtaz’s warm cunt, I went behind her daughter. Ayesha had spread her legs wide and her inverted cunt lips were open like flower petals. I saw the lips moist and she was ready to be taken. Lining my cock tip at her opening, I gave a gentle push and penetrated her slowly inch by inch unlike yesterday.

Her tight pussy was resisting, but I didn’t stop till the cockhead hit her cervix and she groaned loudly. My abdomen was touching her firm buttocks which felt heavenly. Feeling my cock throbbing inside her, I heard the dreaded voice which was Abdul’s, Mumtaz’s son.

“Shall I help you, Didi?” I heard Abdul’s voice and we all three turned towards the door and saw Abdul standing naked near the bedroom door. He was jerking his cock seeing his mother and sister’s half naked bodies.

The mother and daughter’s face turned pale seeing Abdul. Mumtaz pulled the bedsheet to cover her half naked body from her son’s eyes. Ayesha fell on the bed pulling me along with her as my cock was still lodged in her and her tight cunt showed no signs of leaving it.

I pulled her T-shirt down to cover her nude buttocks as much as possible. The room was silent for few seconds and Abdul came slowly near the bed holding his cock which was circumcised and was about 6 inches long but the girth was small.

Mumtaz saw her son approaching us and said,” Go out and leave us alone. We will talk later, Abdul.”

“You want to leave so you can give sex education to Ayesha. I am also 19 and need to know how to fuck a girl properly. Teach me also Ammi,” Abdul said show his cock to his mother.

“Please understand. Don’t create a scene in front of Rajesh. I beg you, Abdul,” Mumtaz pleaded with him.

“You were calling him beta and asking him to fuck your daughter. Then you should also allow me to fuck Didi. I have more rights than Rajesh as I am your blood,” Abdul said.

“That’s why I am saying to leave since you are my blood. It’s sin to see your sister in that way, Abdul,” Mumtaz said and was almost in tears.

“When he can fuck Ayesha in front of you, why can’t I fuck her? Has he got a different lund from mine,” Abdul said showing his cock to his mother and sister.

I saw Ayesha looking at her brother angrily and she said,” Yes namard. He has a bigger one than yours bastard.”

“Let me see. Ask him to show it,” Abdul challenged his sister.

I thought of getting up and slapping him. But I stopped, because what we were doing was wrong. He was challenging my manliness, so I had to prove him. I slowly pulled my cock out of Ayesha’s cunt and waved it to him but took care to cover her buttocks with her shirt.

“Are you satisfied, dude,” I asked Abdul.

Ayesha quickly turned on her back and pulled her jeans and panties to cover her pussy. Abdul’s eyes widened seeing my 8 inch uncircumcised cock which was greasy with his sister and mother’s juices.

“Ok, I agree that he has a bigger lund than mine. That doesn’t mean that you can fuck him. I also want to fuck you and tell me later who is a better fucker,” Abdul said looking at his sister and placed his right hand on her left breast and pressed it hard.

Mumtaz and Ayesha were taken aback by Abdul’s daring move. I kept quiet as I didn’t want to get into their family matter. Ayesha tried to push his hand away but Abdul bending groped her both breasts and his circumcised cock was hovering her face.

I saw him trying to locate her nipples with his thumbs over the shirt. Ayesha was finding it hard to push him as her brother pleasured himself feeling and pressing her firm breasts.

“Enjoy as much you can feel my boobs pervert. Your wish is finally getting fulfilled,” Ayesha said angrily.

“Yes, very much Didi. I have seen you bathing naked many times and always dreamt of touching them. Today it got fulfilled courtesy Rajesh bhai. I used to masturbate daily thinking of your tits and hairless choot,” Abdul said gripping her breasts hard.

“You got your pervert wish fulfilled. Now leave us alone and go masturbate in your room, son of a bitch,” Ayesha said and pushed Abdul keeping her hands on his chest.

“Yes, my mother is a bitch. I am yet to see your choot. Please show it, Didi,” Abdul said and taking his right hand of her one breast tried to push her jeans down which was unhooked.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING ABDUL? STOP AND GET OUT,” Mumtaz shouted angrily at her son. She sat on the bed, the bedsheet which was covering her modesty fell to her lap exposing her breasts. Not minding about her nakedness, she tried to push her son away from her daughter.

Abdul saw his mother’s big breasts naked. He took his hand from his sister’s jeans, quickly groped his mother’s breasts which was too big for his small hand. Now he was cupping both his mother and sister’s breast simultaneously, one naked and other on the shirt.

Both the mother and daughter looked helplessly as he enjoyed both their breasts, one small but firm and other big and softy.

“Leave Ammi, mother fucker. You want to see my choot right. Come, I will show it but only if you take your hand of Ammi,” Ayesha said coming to her mother’s rescue.

Hearing her, Abdul took his hand from his mother’s breast but kept his hand on his sister’s. He stared at her crotch with hungry eyes.

“No, don’t do it, Aishu,” Mumtaz pleaded with her daughter.

“My brother has become a ‘MAN’. Let him see and get his pervert wish fulfilled, Ammi,” Saying Ayesha lifted her ass of the bed, holding the jeans and panties waistband pulled both of them down exposing her hairless cunt to her brother.

Abdul whistled, seeing his sister’s cunt. I saw his right hand pushing Ayesha’s shirt up. Ayesha was glaring at her brother. Ayesha said,” Why are pulling my shirt up. You said you have seen my boobs many times.”

“Yes, but not this close,” Abdul said trying to pull the shirt over the bra.

“Ok stop. I will show them myself,” Saying Ayesha pulled the shirt exposing her pink bra. Keeping her fingers below the bra strip, she lifted the bra cups and exposed her breasts to her brother.

Abdul’s cock jumped seeing his sister’s breasts and cunt. He cupped her naked left breast and other free hand went down to her crotch and cupped her cunt with his palm. Ayesha kept quiet as her brother pleasured himself groping her cunt and breasts.

But Mumtaz was horrified seeing her son groping her daughter. She kneeled on the bed and the bedsheet exposed her pussy along with her breasts to her horny son. Not bothering about her being naked, she tried to push her son’s hands away from her daughter’s breasts and cunt.

“Leave her. You want to touch and feel a woman’s body. Come and feel mine but take your hands of Aishu, Abdul,” Mumtaz said pleading with her son.

Abdul looked at his half naked mother and then at his sister. Any man would have chosen Mumtaz’s fleshy ripe body rather than Ayesha’s tiny body, including myself. As I expected, Abdul left his sister, climbed the bed and got in between his mother and sister.

Seeing her son ready to explore her body, Mumtaz removed the torn blouse from her shoulders, pulling the petticoat cord, she shoved it down and lied on the bed naked allowing her son to inspect her body.

“What are you doing, Ammi?” Ayesha asked her mother in disbelief.

“My son want to feel a woman. Let him explore mine rather than you and fulfill his pervert desires,” Mumtaz said and turning at her son, she said,” Come and touch your mother wherever you want.”

I and Ayesha watched Abdul staring at his naked mother’s body and his cock which was spewing pre-cum was touching Mumtaz’s left arm. He cupped both her breasts tweaking her long nipples. Bending, he took her left nipple and sucked it.

I could see his teeth pressing against the soft tender nipple flesh and I knew Mumtaz should be in pain. But she was silent as her son sucked her both nipples, biting and coating them with his saliva. Abdul thoroughly enjoyed sucking his mother’s nipples for few minutes.

He took his hands and mouth of Mumtaz’s breasts as he was bored of them and eyed downwards at her pussy. Mumtaz who knew what was coming next, spread her legs wide and waited for her son to explore her pussy. Grinning, Abdul licked his lips seeing his mother’s opened up pussy lips.

He crawled and got between Mumtaz’s legs. He pushed his mother’s legs wider and her pussy lips opened up like petals. Keeping his right palm on her mound, he rubbed her pussy and his palm was smeared with her juices, courtesy by me.

Later, keeping his both hands on her outer labia, he opened her cunt lips still wider so that all of Mumtaz vagina’s insides was seen clearly. Mumtaz was silently staring at her son as he inspected her pussy and Ayesha was watching her brother.

Abdul bending sucked Mumtaz’s open pussy and we all were shocked to see him munching on his mother’s pussy like a cat drinking milk from the bowl. Mumtaz screamed loudly and gripped her son’s hair. I thought she will pull him away but to our shock, she was pushing his head down on her pussy.

Abdul sucked her cunt for few seconds and I knew he didn’t like her pussy taste. He sat and tried to push his fingers inside his mother’s pussy but was not able to find the opening. I laughed at his amateurish behavior.

I saw Mumtaz’s right hand going down, holding his middle finger, assisted her son in finding her hole. She gasped when her son’s fingers entered her abruptly. Ayesha and I watched Abdul violating his mother’s pussy by finger fucking her in a good speed and rhythm.

Mumtaz was watching her son’s finger moving in and out of her and I knew she was enjoying herself. The bitch was in heat and didn’t care if it was her son.

“Arrgghh, slowly beta. More…add another finger and fuck me with two fingers,” Mumtaz said throwing all pretense to the wind as she wanted more. The old horny Mumtaz was back.

Abdul inserted another finger and finger fucked his mother rapidly. Mumtaz was lifting her buttocks of the bed to get her son’s fingers inside her pussy as much as possible. The mother and son got busy enjoying themselves. Mumtaz came on her son’s fingers.

She slumped her ass back on the bed, closed her eyes enjoying the orgasm her son gave to her. Abdul saw his mother eyes closed, removed his fingers and quickly got on top her. Ayesha was horrified seeing her brother ready to mount her mother and tried to push him away.

Mumtaz opened her eyes feeling her son lying on top of her and their both faces close to each other. She looked at her son who had lust in his eyes for her and then at her worried daughter. “Don’t worry beti. My son wants to take his mother. Let him and get the lust of his mind.”

The story continues in next part.

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