Nazma’s family fuck festival


Hello, Welcome to the world of Literotica & Incest sex story. Let’s get on with the story now. It was 8 a.m. on Saturday morning as Nazma woke up refreshed after a pleasant night’s sleep. This forty-year old beauty had a very maternal look about her being nice and buxom and with a lovely smile. Her figure may not have let her pass any model’s entrance test, but a little extra flesh here and there worked to her advantage in developing her personality. Passerby sometimes turned round to look at her well-rounded buttocks evident through her shalwars and kurtas of thin cloth that she normally wore.

Nazma found herself in a unique situation. Though unmarried she had been appointed as manager cum governess by a millionaire Mr. Hamza for his mansion in Alabama a month ago. In this role, Nazma also acted as mother to Hamza’s 20-year-old daughter Nusrat and 18 year old son Mubarak. Hamza stayed out of USA for 9 months in a year and while in USA sought the conjugal embraces from Nazma, which she never grudged him. There was another significant role Nazma had to play. Hamza had been educated in England and had been caned in English schools. He wanted his children to be subjected to the same corporal punishments till they were at least 25 years old and sought Nazma’s help in this regard. He had several tawses and canes imported specially from England to be used on his beautiful daughter and handsome son.

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Hamza was otherwise a liberal minded person. Through Nazma, he had conveyed to his daughter that he didn’t mind her having sex with boys provided she kept out of trouble’s way and avoided drugs, diseases and pregnancy. Mubarak was totally under Nazma’s training and was still a virgin – until that Saturday morning. Nazma even attended his baths and sometimes embarrassed the young man by soaping his genitals and other sensitive areas. Meanwhile, the children adored the woman they called ‘mother’ and loved her although she was very strict. They had lost their mother several years ago and found themselves naturally drawn to this affectionate lady who laid down the law for them.

Nazma meanwhile was getting impatient with the children. Although Hamza had advised her to use the punishment implements as often as necessary, she had acted with great restraint. In the past month, it was only twice that her children had felt the sting of the tawse on their shrinking palms. Both times they received 4 strokes on each palm which made them beg for mercy but it seems the sting must have soon evaporated as they resumed their insubordinate behavior. On Wednesday things had come to a head. Nusrat was coming home very late at nights despite warnings and she had caught Mubarak masturbating very frequently. She called them both and told them that they were to be punished on Saturday for the entire morning and were to report at 9 a.m. sharp in the room she had designated as the Punishment Room. The huge room had a double bed, a closet full of punishment implements, a step-ladder fitted with a carpet and rings to be used to fasten a person for punishment and other pieces of furniture.

Nazma got up from her bed and examined herself in the mirror. She liked what she saw, a loving face and heaving chest. It will soon be time for giving some loving correction to my children and bringing them out of their natural shyness. She took a bath and dressed up using her best perfume and lingerie. Her clothes were made of thin though expensive white silk and her nipples were virtually visible through her sheer bra and kurta. She remembered the time when she used to meet Hamza about five years hence and used to provoke him by wearing bras in which the rings had been cut off so that her nipples were directly in contact with her kurtas. Hamza couldn’t take his eyes off her chest in those days for which she would tease him.

Of course Hamza never deciphered the reason for such clear-cut impressions of the nipples on her outer clothes. It was time to get on with life and Nazma looked at her watch. It was 8.55 a.m. as she reached the Punishment Room. She surveyed the room and about 8 minutes later there was a timid knock on the door and Nusrat and Mubarak walked in. She immediately hugged both of them and enveloped them in her large bosom and kissed them profusely. She then called her servants on the intercom to say that she or her children were not to be disturbed for the next four hours and left the receiver off the hook.

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She then played some soft music on her sound system that would go on until stopped. Still holding both children close to her, she told them that they had been misbehaving too much lately and making a wrong use of her leniency and she had no alternative but to give them a long, painful and loving correction. Then holding them at arm’s length, she asked them both to strip completely. “I don’t want a stitch on your bodies” she ordered. Nusrat and Mubarak looked at each other and were so embarrassed.

Nusrat cried out, “But Mummy, not in front of —- . “I will have none of that improper shyness, today you will both come out of it and love each other like we should in a family. Meanwhile, you have erred and must be punished in each other’s presence.”

Nusrat removed her dupatta, removed her shoes, unzipped her kurta and removed it from her head exposing her lovely breasts enveloped in a dazzling bra and glorious arms. She then lowered her shalwar and removed it completely to stand in a mere bikini. Meanwhile Mubarak was also stripping and having removed his shoes, shirt, vest and trousers now stood only in his briefs and socks. “I said everything” stressed Nazma and soon her children divested themselves of their remaining clothing and stood before their mother uncomfortably. Nazma surveyed the scene compassionately.

She had often seen the two naked but never in each other’s presence. She admired their graceful bodies and did not fail to notice some movement in Mubarak’s penis. She went forward and touched it. It grew a little longer. “This is punishment not sexual intercourse my boy” she admonished. ” I – I am sorry Mommy, I can’t control it”. Taking a ruler from her desk she struck his penis hard once. “Well my boy we will teach you how to control these things”. The stroke only served to grow the penis longer but Nazma didn’t want any distractions now.

“Okay, Nusrat, Mubarak go to a corner of the room, kneel down on the carpet facing the wall and put your hands on your head until I call you” ordered Nazma and the two complied. On kneeling down they realized that their knees were taking a lot of pressure and it was getting more and more painful by the minute. Nazma took up an interesting novel and read it till 9.30, conscious of their position and pain. Sometimes she would glance at their nude, kneeling postures and smile.

Nazma removed the smile from her face and got up to inspect Nusrat’s panties and Mubarak’s brief. Her suspicions were confirmed. Nusrat’s panties had a very musky smell in them. She had apparently not changed them for 2-3 days and had spent in that period. Mubarak’s briefs were a little dirty and had definite semen like odor in them. “Look at Mommy, kids, have I not instructed you to keep your undergarments clean” she said picking out a cane from her closet and keeping them on her desk. The children turned around while kneeling and were shocked to see their intimate clothes in their mother’s hands. “Yes, sorry Mommy” said Nusrat while Mubarak was speechless with shame.

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“Well then come here both of you” said Nazma.