I became Jamal Chacha's Slut - Copied

[hirarandi]

My name is Nafisa and I am an 18 year old Pakistani '. girl with a slim petite figure with small but growing breasts, if you looked at me you would probably say I am the typical Pakistani shy type however the truth is I never had the typical life most young girls had while growing up. My mother died when I was only five years old from a prescription drug complication, I only have very vague memories of her. That left only my father to raise me from a young age. I can only imagine how hard that must have been for him for starters he is just your average blue collar guy working at a local factory. As I grew older he had know clue about any of the typical womanly stuff so I had to learn many things from my friends. We have a steady maid age about 50 year at one point around the time I was going through puberty and she helped me and was supportive.

For a very brief time she was almost like the mother I never had however she did not stay long. So you can see that I never had the fairy tale life that so many of my friends seem to have had. There wasn’t much of a home life, when my father came home from work he usually just planted himself in front of the TV and watched cricket , football, hockey and any other sport that was of interest. Quite often his best friend Jamal uncle would stay over the night and they would drink alcohol , watch sports, and pass out on the couch and then go back to work together the next day.
That often left me having to make dinner and cleaning up around the house myself. We lived in small one story house, it was nothing special but at least I had my own room, even if the rest of the place was a dump my room was at least the way I liked it. I think my father started to give up on life to a certain extent he used to help clean stuff up and cook meals but now he didn’t care as much any more. Only cared about watching sports on TV and drinking with his best friend Jamal uncle. Quite often I would get home from college and have to start cleaning up the mess my father and Jamal uncle made the night before. Many times I would end up forgetting to change out of my college uniform and would end up cleaning their mess well into the evening because I was disgusted by it, I think I caught Jamal uncle staring at me a few times.
Like other conservative pakistani girl I wore cotton salwar kameez at home, I’s not that heavier side but my buttock is round and shapely. Despite their annoying tendencies I still did love my father and Jamal uncle was around so often he was almost like an father figure to me. They were fun to be around some times, as much as they disgusted me by being such pigs for some reason I couldn’t help but laugh to myself when I see these two old middle aged men, who were both overweight laying around in their underwear yelling or cheering at the TV, it was at times quite funny.
I sometimes spent time with them watching the sports on the TV. Then one Friday night everything began to change for me. It was another typical night only since it was Friday they could drink as much as they wanted and stay up as long as they wanted. I had been doing homework earlier in the evening to get it out of the way for the weekend and had just finished up and thought I would join them. It was just after 11pm and it was quieter out there so I went to check on them. My father had passed out on his chair and Jamal uncle was still awake sitting on his chair. Jamal uncle asked me if I would join him since his TV buddy had passed out. I smiled and sat carefully beside him as I still had my college uniform salwar kameez on. Maybe I was too big to sit beside him now but as a little kid growing up I had always sat in his lap watching TV so tonight seemed no different although I did realize it had been a long, long time since I had last done so.
Jamal uncle seemed to approve and put his arm around my belly and we were watching some sports news recaps. After about half an hour I shifted a bit and repositioned myself a bit on him. What I didn’t realize was that my kameez had liftted up a and my salwar clad bum had also shifted on his lap. somtime later I started to feel warmth touching my skin between my checks and crotch area. I didn’t realize it at first but it was Jamal uncle’s erect dick that had slid out of his underwear and was rubbing up and down against my bum and crotch over my salwar . I caught him glancing over at my father a few times to see if he was still awake or not and when he thought he was safe he started to move my body a bit. He was pretending as if he was trying to get more comfortable in narrow sofa but instead it was his dick that was getting more comfortable rubbing up and down against my salwar covered pussy. I must admit I was starting to get wet myself down there, being only 18 years old I had never been touched sexually ever before and I kind of knew what he was doing was wrong but it was also new and exciting. I was a little shocked at what he was doing to me, he was basically molesting his best friend’s daughter however instead of stopping him I just allowed him to continue until a minute or two later he groaned
slightly and I felt warm liquid spray on to my salwar i’s not wearing any panties underneath and I felt wet between by ass crack . I just stayed on him for a while and I suppose his erection retreated. I pretended like nothing happened and also didn’t object when he put his other hand on my thigh near my pussy. Eventually I decided to go to sleep and said him goodbye. Once within my room I stripped off my salwar kameez and inspected
myself. Sure enough Jamal uncle had ejaculated his sperm all over my lower region. My salwar were soaked in sperm
and there was sizable amount of his sperm rolling down sticking over my inner thigh. As I cleaned myself up a nasty thought came to my mind. Girls at college had often commented how guy’s cum is supposed to taste really bad, some were speaking from experience others from what they had heard. I guess curiosity got the best of me so I took a finger full
and tasted Jamal uncle’s sperm. It definitely wasn’t a pleasant taste however it also wasn’t as horrible as I had thought.
I replayed the incident over and over in my head that night. I realized that Jamal uncle now saw me in a sexual way, I had always considered him like an uncle but I suppose we aren’t related and when he had me beside his lap in my college girl uniform that was probably too much for him to handle. I wasn’t upset about what happened, instead more curious about thing then anything else.
The next morning I awoke to find Jamal uncle bringin breakfast
for everyone. He has never ever done this before so it was quite surprising. Even my father was asking him what the hell he was doing. He just replied that he was in a great mood this morning out of the sudden and wanted surprise us with some kabab and roty(bread).
I guess the accidental rubdown incident last night had given him a burst of energy. Of course it was obvious my father didn’t know what happened and he wasn’t going to complain if someone else was going to cook us a meal.
Jamal uncle and my father later went out for the day to the local auto wrecker, they were looking for parts to try and fix up Jamal uncle’s motorcycle so I didn’t see them for the rest the day.
Later that afternoon backing from college while taking a shower I heard a knock on the bathroom door, looks like they had returned and Jamal uncle was hollering cause he needed to use the toilet. I guess I had forgotten to lock the door because the next thing I knew he opened it and was walking in.
At first I was scared, I didn’t want him seeing me naked but then again he couldn’t really see much as the shower had tempered frosted glass so all he could see was the shadowy outline of me.
Now that Jamal uncle was inside the bathroom with me I could hear him better he was saying, “Sorry Nafisa for barging in on you like this but I had to take a wicked piss. ” I wasn’t sure whether to laugh or be disgusted. After he was done taking a leak he commented to me, “I hope you’ll come watch TV again with me tonight, I enjoyed your company yesterday. ” I said nothing and he left. After my shower I put pink kameez which was silky and smooth, it was a little tight fitting those sexy ones which deep cutting neck showed little bit of your cleavage and leanth that just barely cover your ass and underneath same coloured leggings churidar which was also tight and fitting with my shapely legs and thighs, I covered my head and shoulder with dupatta which made me little more modest so it was ok to wear that tight dress around the house with out my father bitching at me. I retreated to my room for most of the night, just reading and listening to my music. Around midnight I headed into the kitchen to get a drink of milk and a midnight snack. When I entered the living room it looked like my dad had once again passed out a little early. Jamal uncle smiled when he saw me and I sat biside him on that narrow single sofa pressing my curidar clad soft thaigh with his half naked bare hairy thigh without him asking. Just as I was getting comfortable sitting beside him close to his bare lap and making sure my kameez didn’t ride up too high I wasn’t wearing any panties under my leggings, after the shower I had just thrown it on and didn’t bother, so my lower portion was almost half naked besides the thine materials of curidar sitting near this old man’s lap. I was very sub-conscious of it now so I had crossed my legs while sitting beside him. Just like last time Jamal uncle put one of his hands on my thigh about half way. We were watching TV for a while, nothing much on, it was too late for any sports to be on and there was just crappy shows through out the channels at this hour. At one point my father started making some noises and woke up. He was disoriented for a moment but saw both of us sitting together watching TV. He looked at us kind of funny since I was wearing a sexy outfit and he also hadn’t seen me sitting by the side of Jamal uncle for a long time.
Jamal uncle said we were going to stay up a little longer to watch TV if he didn’t mind me staying up late. My father said it was ok because it was the weekend and just not too make too much noise when eventually we did go to sleep. My father said he was too tired and drunk so he was going to bed. Once my father left for his bedroom Jamal uncle’s hand immediately started to go higher up my thigh so much so that my kameez was starting to bunch up. I was very scared but excited, he may have been an older fat man but I had never been touched this way before and even though I didn’t know where any of this was headed I didn’t want it to stop so I relaxed a little and opened my legs a bit. Jamal uncle obviously took that as an invitation and his hand moved to the inside of my thigh until he was finally at my most private of areas, he cupped my pussy over the curidar and held his hand there for a few moments. For the first time ever a guy was touching my vagina my most private of areas.
Seeing that I wasn’t objecting Jamal uncle began to rub my clit over the thine cloth and with in no time I was getting very wet. He entered his hand through elastic band of my curidar and I felt shy because I’s not shaved their and my pubic hair splash over my pubic mound, I could then feel one of his fingers begin to enter me, I was wet enough so it slid in easily and he began to slowly finger my hairy pussy. Being a very conservative '. virgin girl I was still new to masturbation, I had only fingered myself once or twice to get off but somehow it didn’t compare to when someone was doing it to you, this felt way better. Jamal uncle fingered me for what must have been 20 minutes even managing to stick two fingers into my tight little pussy until finally I went over the edge and orgasmed. I moaned loud and Jamal uncle seemed very happy that I was able to get off. I guess I could have walked away then and called it a night, we were now both even after the previous night however still on a high from my orgasm I felt brave and instead I turned around on him and straddled him looking straight into his eyes. I was very nervous and scared but what I did next even surprised me. I started to rub his boxer shorts where I could tell he already had a very hard erection. As I was rubbing his boxers Jamal uncle moved his hand down and freed his cock for me to see. The previous night I wasn’t able to get a good look at but now I could see it in plain sight, this was the first time I had actually seen a guy’s dick other then accidentally seeing my father’s once or twice when he was getting out of the shower.
Jamal uncle’s dick wasn’t huge, I suppose it was about average length of about 6 inches but it was very thick. I had seen enough porn picture with my friends at college to know that width of his cock was bigger then most guys. I slowly grabbed his cock with on hand and began jack him off. Meanwhile Jamal uncle was not about to waste this opportunity, his hands flowed up my kameez feeling up my body and making his way to my small bra covered breasts. My breasts were only 34B at the time but Jamal uncle was definitely into them. When he reached for my breasts he cupped them in his hands and tightly massaged them as I continued to jack him off. He wanted to pull off my kameez but I wouldn’t let him. As he was getting close to cumming he clutched the waist band and pulled my churidar down my ass revealing the bushy, black curls on the mound of my cunt and pulled me closer to him so that my pussy was rubbing up against his balls, suddenly he moved my hand and groaned as he ejaculated aiming toward my virgin pussy. He squirted 3-4 times drenching my light public hair and pussy lips. He then rubbed his dick on my clit for a moment.
Suddenly we heard a noise my father had gotten up, I quickly swung around and crossed my legs, Jamal uncle also hid his softening cock just in time before my father walked into the room. We were nearly caught, my father murmured something about getting a glass of water and said I should be getting to sleep now. So I got up quickly still with Jamal uncle’s cum between my legs and slowly started to walk toward my bedroom trying to make sure he didn’t notice anything. I gave my father a glass of water and went to my room. I could hear my father asking Jamal uncle what was the final score to a game they had been watching earlier so I guess we were in the clear.
Over the next few weeks things progressed further between us. Jamal uncle began eating me out until I orgasmed and I gave my very first handjob to him. I was very shy and nervous, I had no idea what the hell I was doing but he seemed to like it a lot. I guess what isn’t to like, its not often that a 18 year old would handling a guy’s dick that is old enough to be her father. Through this time I was worried that my father was maybe perhaps getting suspicious that something might be going on, after all they were best friends and I didn’t want to ruin that for them. Jamal uncle was now coming over and staying almost every night at our place, before hand he used to come over maybe 3-4 nights a week but now he was always here. My father didn’t seem to care though, he was just happy to have someone to drink and watch sports with, beats drinking alone. I resisted giving my virginity to Jamal uncle for the longest time and told him to marry me. Jamal uncle was eager to have sex but he wasn’t about to push it. Being a fat old man he was just happy to saw me naked, pissing in toilet, be getting hand jobs from a 18 year old young girl. Occasionally once in a while I would give Jamal uncle a handjob in the shower before he went to work, on most days my father would sleep into the last possible moment so it was usually safe early in the morning to be fooling around in the shower. However on this particular morning while I was on my knees in the
shower giving Jamal uncle a good sucking my father burst into the bathroom. Jamal uncle and I both froze in shock however just like Jamal uncle had done before my father just apologized for barging in but he had to take a bad piss. As he was taking a piss my father started to talk to Jamal uncle saying that it was my birthday coming up and that maybe we should take me out for a nice dinner since I was getting older and more mature. He suggested to Jamal uncle that maybe he should get me a present. He went on to say he was happy that I was spending more time with both of them instead of bitching at them and spending all the time in my room. During this time I was staying as low as I could in the shower to avoid detection. I guess my father never looked directly at the shower, after all why would he want to see Jamal uncle in there anyways. My father left and I finished the blowjob, it didn’t take long after that Jamal uncle blew his entire load in my mouth and I swallowed it. After we got out of the shower and I snuck back into my room I could over hear my father and Jamal uncle talking. Jamal uncle was asking if it was alright if he bought me a fancy
dress for my birthday, that way i could wear it for my birthday but then i could also wear it for a college functions or other occasions later. My father sounded a little hesitant about the idea, I don’t think he liked the idea of him watching me try on different clothes but ultimately agreed and said it was ok. Later that week in the evening Jamal uncle took me to the town , we went to a variety of stores but ultimately ended up in a trendy shop that had several sexy and classy dresses. I tried several on, some revealed more then others. I eventually settled on one that was sexy but also classy and didn’t reveal too much, after all I was only turning 19 years old and I didn’t want my conservative father to have a heart attack once he saw it. Finally I choose a red salwar kameez which was expensive, then Jamal uncle took me to bra panty section of the shop the sellsgirl supposed us husband wife and displayed some expensive foreign made bra panties which were very short and revealing too much. I felt very shy and hesitated even look at them. Finally Jamal uncle choose a pair of red panties and matching bra for me. My birthday fell on a Saturday so we were going to cinema that evening. I took bath shaved my underarm and pubic area clearly with new razor Jamal uncle brought for me that evening. In all the years growing up my father had never taken me out to any where this nice but since he was splitting the bill with Jamal uncle I guess it wasn’t as bad. I could tell both my father and Jamal uncle were mesmerized when I finally stepped out of the bathroom fully dressed in a deep red coloured salwar kameez . Both saw an extremely sexy woman in front of them. I think it was then my father fully realized how grown up I had become, I wasn’t a little girl any more. After the cinema we went to a restaurant for dinner we had excellent food. After dinner we went to a beautiful remote place and both male started drinking from the bottle they brought with them. I don’t think my dad noticed but Jamal uncle kept the drinks coming for my father and by the end of the dinner he was pretty drunk. The auto ride home was a bit of a blur, all I remember I was sitting between my father and Jamal uncle, my father sprawled out in the back seats and Jamal uncle had has one hand under my kameez and over my salwar and panties between my legs the entire ride home cupping my pussy and making me wet.
When we got back home inside Jamal uncle helped my father stumble over to his bedroom and closed the door on him once he passed out on the bed. He then turned his attention to me pinning me against the hallway wall and kissing me and feeling me up. I was way too hot and horny to stop him, I knew exactly what he wanted and I knew I was going to end up giving it to him. He led me into my bedroom and then slowly undressed me, unzipping the back of my kameez lifting over my shoulder, I lifted my both hand over my head displayed him my recently shaven armpit, he then open the cord of my red salwar which fell to the floor and I was almost naked without my bra panty in front of him. Jamal uncle’s jaw opened and his greedy eyes almost popped out seeing me on my little bra panties and I felt shy because half portion of my fleshy breast revealed out and my cameltoe was clearly visible through that thin materials of red panty which was tightly clad over my filled up buttocks and crotch area. He leaned me back into my bed and started to undress himself. As I watched him strip I realized I was about to lose my virginity to my father’s best friend, a man that was as old as my father and just as out of shape. I didn’t care though, my mind was racing this was all to exciting for me, I was hot and on a good high. I opened the bra, Jamal uncle kneeled down beside the bed he clutched the waist band and pulled my panties down which was already soiled by my pussy juices revealing the clean shaven mound of my cunt, he then repositioned me, he was going to eat me out first. After only a few minutes he quickly realized I was already very wet so he carefully got on to the small bed with me. He spread my legs and lined up his erect fat cock at my inviting entrance. Before he pushed in he whispered in my ear,
“Here is your real birthday present, I love you Nafisa, I will go slow. ”
Jamal uncle rubbed his cock up and down my slit for a moment until he found my entrance and he began to push in. I wondered if I would be able to fit his fat cock into my tight small pussy. At first he was only able to get about an inch in, despite being very wet I was still very tight and his cock was very wide. He was true to his word though, he went slow and eventually eased in more of his dick into me with out hurting me. When he reached my hymen he whispered again in my ear that this will hurt for a few minutes, I nodded approval and this time he withdrew a little bit and thrust in hard. His cock ripped through my virginity sinking completely in down to the hilt, I could feel his hairy balls resting against my ass. The pain was intense for several seconds but as Jamal uncle waited for me to adjust still impaled fully in me and the pain began to subside about a minute later then he began to thrust in and out again. Within a few minutes the pain was completely gone and I was feeling great pleasure, Jamal uncle was thrusting in and out of me at a good pace and I loved the feeling so much that I realized I was moaning fairly loud. As I looked down at his thick cock thrusting in and out of my pussy and it dawned on me that yea I was actually being fucked, this wasn’t a dream, I was being fucked and I was a real woman now. Despite having a sexy virgin teen below him Jamal uncle amazingly was able to keep going and going for a long time . I found myself instinctively wrapping my legs around him as we continued to fuck. He kept fucking me in the missionary position for well over an hour, at some point I sensed he was speeding up and he was getting ready to cum. I also was very close to cumming, finally when he was pounding me hard I came hard with a loud moan and that must have set him over the edge as well, Jamal uncle groaned loud and threw his head back as he ejaculated into my former virgin pussy. I felt his warm cum fill me as he held himself in me until he was drained then collapsing on the bed beside me. At that point we were both drained, it was after 2am in the morning and we both just fell asleep naked together on my bed. If my farher had walked past right then what a scene that would have been Jamal uncle’s clothes scattered all over the floor and both of us naked on my small bed together with his lovely daughter leaking semen out of her. Sometime in the middle of the night, I think it was close to 5am I felt Jamal uncle nudging me awake. He wanted to fuck again, this time he wanted me to get on top. I was hesitant, I really didn’t know what I was doing after all I had just had sex for the first time a few hours ago but Jamal uncle was insistent and pulled me on top of him. I took his hardening cock into my hand and bent down to give him a few sucks to get him harder.
When his cock was hard enough I lined myself up with him and slowly started to lower myself on to his cock. Jamal uncle’s cum from before kept me well lubricated and I was able to sink down on top of him with ease. At first I wasn’t sure how to bounce up and down on him but I quickly figured it out and started to ride him as if I was a pro. Meanwhile Jamal uncle was fondling my boobs and grabbing my ass as I rode him hard and held on to his hairy chest. After several minutes of fucking we were getting pretty loud again, I was moaning loud, the bed was shaking and creaking against the wall loudly and Jamal uncle was slapping my ass from time to time as I rode his cock. It turns out that we were so loud that we both didn’t even hear my father get up and walk up to the room. As I was bouncing up and down on Jamal uncle’s cock moaning my eye caught the mirror in the room and I saw my father at the door watching. I slowed down for a second and started to turn but when I did he was no longer there, I wasn’t sure if it was actually my father or if my mind was playing tricks on me so I continued to fuck Jamal uncle anyways. A moment later Rick pulled me off saying he wanted to do me doggy style, I grabbed a hold of the bed frame as he entered me from behind. Again we were making loud noises as his hairy belly smacked into my ass in every thrust, I wasn’t sure but I thought I heard the toilet flush. I looked again in the mirror and saw my father watching us fuck. He must have got up to take a piss and heard all the noise. I watched as he stayed at the door until Jamal uncle ejaculated in me again for the second time tonight, then he slipped back into his own room.
Once Jamal uncle was done this time he decided to make his exit, I wasn’t sure if I should tell him or not that I thought I saw my father see us. I decided not to say anything and let him retreat to the couch.
The next morning nothing much was said, I was cooking breakfast for both my father and Jamal uncle . Both were a little more quite than usual, all my father said to me was that he hoped I enjoyed my birthday yesterday. I thanked him. Even after Jamal uncle left later that day to go back to his own place my father never mentioned anything about that night. I began to wonder if he really did see anything or if I was just being paranoid and just imagined it. The answer to that question would come over the next few weeks. During this time Jamal uncle would continue come over as usual and after my father would go to sleep or pass out we would continue to explore ourselves sexually. Several times though just like the first night we got careless and would end up leaving the bedroom door open or making too much noise and in the worse cases after fucking in the middle of the night Jamal uncle on a few occasions would fall asleep with me in my bed and not get out of bed in time for the morning. On the first two of these occasions Jamal uncle rushed out of my bed in the morning half naked only to find that my father was already awake and in the kitchen and the third time Jamal uncle slept in so late that my father was standing at my bedroom door yelling at Jamal uncle not because he was with me but to hurry up or he was going to be late for work, it was obvious that we were both naked together under the sheets but Jamal uncle tried to make up some lame excuse anyways saying that the couch was bothering his back and that I was just letting him share the bed for the night. My father said nothing to that though and said nothing to me either.
I knew after that time for sure 100% my father knew that his best friend was fucking his 18 year old daughter. I wondered what would happen after this morning if my father would finally bitch him out or not, I was sort of expecting that I wouldn’t be seeing Jamal uncle around here any more. However sure enough though later that day both my father and Jamal uncle came in together after work. I didn’t get a chance to talk to Jamal uncle until late that night but he basically he said that my father said nothing about it and that he was too scared to bring up the subject so he just left it alone. We both sort of took it that my father was ok with it or at the very least he didn’t care and wasn’t going to say anything so as a result over the next few months Jamal uncle and I slowly began to be more open with it and weren’t as worried about hiding what we were doing. Jamal uncle sleeping with me in my bed every night became normal. We would no longer wait until my father went to sleep or passed out and would just go to my room regardless of the time. Also in the evening I started wearing skimpy loose clothing more often, Jamal uncle actually ended up buying me lots of sexy salwar kameez saree blouses Much of it was revealing and would often just barely cover my beautiful body, my father as a result got quite the eye full sometimes seeing my exposed pussy or tits. Several times I would also walk around the house half naked after we just had sex with Jamal uncle’s cum dripping out my pussy down my legs, I remember once in particular I was only wearing a kameez and nothing else and I came to sit down on the couch beside my father, Jamal uncle’s cum was still oozing out of my pussy and I could see that my father was staring at my open legs and revealing thighs.
I would also usually take showers in the morning with Jamal uncle and would usually give him a morning fuck or blowjob and would quite often step out of the shower naked together while my father was shaving. In essence I sort of basically became my father’s best friend’s kept woman .