Previous Part: Telling a Sex Story – Part 2 (Ipshita)
Hi, everyone. I’m Asha.
I’m one of Ishana’s friends. Yes, I am talking about the same Ishana from Part 1. Both of us studied at the same college. But our careers are different. I’m a fitness trainer, a fitness coach, and a martial artist. I work at a fitness centre.
I’m currently 30. Yet, I’m not married. Well, my fiancé left me for a foreigner. I really hope that son of a bitch rots in hell. His abandonment made me depressed for so long.
Now, I don’t look at other men in the same way. I don’t think of dating anyone. In fact, my desire for marriage is completely gone. This pissed off my parents very much. My siblings are married. All of them have children. So, my parents want me to get married too.
But I am not interested in marriage anymore. That’s why my relationship with my parents is not good nowadays. I’m more into casual hookups. I go to clubs and bars sometimes. Then, I just fuck any guy who ever makes me feel interested. I don’t even date. I just fuck any guys I want.
If that guy flirts with me and makes me feel that they’re even worth my time, then I don’t mind spreading my legs for him. Call me a slut. But I don’t care. I don’t give any shits about who judges me. My life is not theirs to dictate. I’m just tired of people thinking it’s abnormal to stay unmarried.
That’s why I’m way too close to my roommates and friends. Ishana is one of my closest friends. I’m literally the first person to know her relationship with Balan. If you didn’t read the previous parts, then read them immediately. It’s important to understand this part.
After that fateful night (Part 1), Ishana came back to Mumbai. But her interaction with Balan wasn’t over. She would talk with him every day on the phone. Balan didn’t just fuck Ishana. He also stole her heart away. Ishana began acting like a lovesick puppy.
Both of them began having a romantic relationship secretly. Well, it wasn’t really a secret. She told me and other friends about it. We were in complete disbelief. Out of everyone, Ishana chose Balan.
Some supported her choice. Some didn’t. Well, I was a bit conflicted. I didn’t have any positive opinion about him. I mean, look at Balan. If you read Part 1, I’m pretty sure you know his looks. This man really looks like a South Indian movie villain.
Hehehehe, I know it’s a bit offensive. But I can’t help it. It’s a running joke between Ishana and our friends. I know very well that Ipshita also called him that in Part 2. In fact, even Balan knows about it too. He even finds it funny, too. Never mind, let’s come to the main point.
So, Ishana’s relatives began speculating about various things regarding Balan. Some painted him as a villain. Some painted him as a village thug. Some thought Balan seduced Ishana unethically despite knowing that she was his late brother’s wife. Well, if you read Part 1, it’s true, actually.
But Ishana doesn’t care about ethics or unethical. Her love for Balan was more important for her. She didn’t give ears to those things anyway. Balan has a friend in Mumbai. He has a business relationship with him. That’s why Balan used to come to Mumbai to meet him. But he’s also very clever.
Because he used those chances and began spending time with Ishana, they used to go on dates. Not only that, they used to have unprotected sex. Thanks to that, Ishana became pregnant. So, both Balan and Ishana decided to get married. That’s why they didn’t hesitate to announce their wedding publicly.
Ishana’s in-laws were a bit shocked. But they accepted her relationship with Balan very quickly. Oh, god, I feel so jealous. Ishana’s very lucky to have supportive in-laws. I hope that Balan doesn’t turn out to be abusive. I’m seriously going to hurt him really badly if he makes Ishana suffer.
Okay, now everyone concentrates. I’m going to talk about the main thing. The thing all of you are reading this story for. I’m pretty sure each one of you is excited. I’m an athletic, fit, and muscular woman. Many told me that I look almost similar to Bani VJ.
Google her if you don’t know her. I didn’t believe them at first. But, when I looked at her on the internet, I realized it was true. My physique is a bit similar to hers, too, except that she has tattoos, and I don’t. My hair is curly, unlike hers.
My skin is white. My body is filled with lean muscles. Trust me, those lean muscles are what made my physique really sexy. My body measurements are 32-28-36. My height is 5’6″.
Another attractive part of my body is my buttocks. I love them way too much. It’s actually weird to say I love my buttocks, lol. My chest is flat. But my buttocks are very big. I’m so proud to achieve them. You don’t know how much hard work I did to gain them.
My buttocks are enough to make men go crazy over me. You don’t know how many lustful gazes I get from men at my workplace. They act like they never saw women before. At this point, I’m really used to it. Before I go further, it’s important to mention something.
The story I’m narrating happened before Ishana got pregnant with Balan’s baby. It’s basically one month before she got pregnant. So, that day, my parents called me to meet them. I live in a separate home. So, when I met them, I understood things would get ugly.
Unsurprisingly, my parents and I had a huge argument. After that, I became really frustrated. I got pissed off and stormed out of the house. I then went to a club. I drank a bit. I wasn’t feeling good at all. My mind wasn’t in a good state. After that, I began walking out of the club. I don’t know why.
But I decided to visit Ishana. I really didn’t know why I did it. Maybe I was looking for mental comfort from her. When I went to her house, I knocked on the door. Ishana was a little late.
Later, she opened the door while wearing only a robe. She didn’t wear anything underneath. Ishana was a bit surprised by my unexpected visit. She was nervous and shy after seeing me. I’m pretty sure you readers have guessed it already. Balan was in Ishana’s house. They were having sex.
I thought of going away. But Ishana saw my face. She understood something must’ve happened to me. Ishana also smelled alcohol from me. So, she took me inside. We sat in the living room. Then I told Ishana about my argument with my parents. As always, she was comforting me and making me feel good.
Suddenly, Balan came out of Ishana’s bedroom. He was wearing only his dhoti. Balan stared at both of us. He then told Ishana that he was thirsty. If you read part 1, you already know about his face, body, and cock. So, I won’t repeat it here.
That was not the first time I met Balan. Actually, I met him before, too. Especially when I visited Ishana’s house on previous occasions, she casually introduced him to me.
So, back to the story.
Ishana signalled him towards the fridge. Then Balan went away. Suddenly, Ishana weirdly looked at me. Then she looked at the way where Balan went. She acted like she had some idea. Ishana immediately asked me when was the last time I fucked someone.
It was weird that she was asking that question during that time. But I replied that it was two weeks ago. She asked me if I felt good after having sex. I nodded my head.
Actually, it’s true for me. Whenever I have a casual hookup, I feel good. My mind feels at ease. I wouldn’t say that sex works as a therapy for me. But you know what I mean.
So, when Ishana asked me those questions, I was curious about her intention. Ishana then suggested an idea. Those of you who read sex stories you already guessed what that idea is going to be. If yes, then congratulations. Yes, Ishana suggested I fuck Balan.
I was literally staring at her face. My jaw was wide open. My brain wasn’t functioning very well because I couldn’t process her words. I mean, how could she suggest it? I wasn’t in the mood for sex at that time. But Ishana was very persistent.
She kept telling me to try it once. Ishana suggested many useful things in the past. But I wasn’t agreeing with her on that one. Ishana kept saying how I would have a unique experience. She also assured me that I would love it very much. Her face was like an excited teenager.
I wondered what magic Balan actually did to her. Then Balan came there. He sat beside Ishana comfortably. Ishana became very happy. Both of them started acting lovey-dovey. I felt cringed, LOL.
I wanted to get out of there. I wasn’t interested in seeing them being romantic. Suddenly, Ishana grabbed me. Through her eyes, she requested me silently again. You know, to fuck Balan. I got annoyed and gave a deep sigh. I had no option but to agree with her.
Ishana was one of my closest friends. That’s why I agreed with her. I would’ve pretended that I didn’t hear anything if it was someone else. Balan was confused about everything. Ishana told him how I was going to have sex with him. She was acting like I was very desperate for Balan’s cock.
Ishana was looking at me playfully and mischievously. Both of us know that she’s lying. I looked at her with a disbelieving face. But I wasn’t saying anything to her. Ishana literally became very mischievous.
Balan got excited. He looked at me. Then he politely asked me if it was true. Ishana was begging me through her eyes to say yes. So, out of friendly obligation, I nodded my head.
Ishana got even happier. She took off her robe in an instant. She got naked casually in front of me as if it was normal. Ishana began flaunting her curvaceous body to Balan. Balan was touching her buttocks. Ishana sat on his leg and started kissing him.
Both of them have a hard kiss with each other. Then she grabbed his crotch tightly. Balan gave a soft moan. Ishana looked at me. She was smiling seductively. She signalled me to come near her. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t getting interested.
I mean, it’s not like I don’t love sex. I was just getting turned on. Yes, by looking at the eroticism between Ishana and Balan. So, I went near her. She came towards my face. I could hear her deep breath. She told me I would get the experience of my life. Ishana seemed very confident.
Then she made me touch Balan’s crotch. I would be honest with you guys. I really could feel something underneath his dhoti. It was hard, like an iron rod. A weird shiver sent down my spine. I was imagining how his cock might be.
Balan was looking at both me and Ishana. He was smirking as if he won something. Ishana’s eyes were on me. She was impressed by my expression, which she expected of me. Ishana went near Balan’s face. She started kissing him.
Ishana started touching my pussy. Similarly, I began touching my crotch. I wasn’t in the mood for sex earlier. But, damn! The situation was making me wet. Ishana immediately took off Balan’s dhoti. He didn’t even need to do anything.
Balan was sitting on the sofa while spreading his hands. Ishana literally was acting like his obedient slave. But my eyes were on Balan’s cock and testicles. I was gasping. It was really big and thick. Ishana told me about Balan’s big cock before. But seeing it with my own eyes is a completely different experience.
I was literally examining it. His cock and testicles are really incomparable. Both Balan and Ishana were seeing my face. They’re smiling and enjoying my reaction.
Ishana came towards me. She grabbed my face and looked into my eyes. Her breath was touching my face. She told me that it was unfair that I was wearing my clothes. She made me stand and turned my back towards Balan. One by one, she stripped off my clothes. Ishana did it slowly. It was intentional.
Because it was making the situation even more erotic. My pussy was getting wet every second. I began biting my lips. After making me naked, Ishana showcased my body to Balan. I felt like an artefact. Ishana acted like I was a gift waiting to be unwrapped.
I assure you that Balan was looking at me like a beast. He was scanning my athletic, muscular, and fit physique. Ishana said it’ll be interesting to see me getting fucked by Balan. I asked her why.
She explained that both I and Balan were muscular. It’ll be unique to see a muscular woman getting fucked by a muscular guy. I laughed a little at Ishana’s fantasy. She started spanking my ass. I was moaning a bit. Ishana kept spanking me. She was doing it to entertain Balan.
It was weird. But both Ishana and I began kissing each other. Both of us grabbed each other’s buttocks. It’s not like we’re lesbian or bisexual. We were entertaining Balan. He was stroking his cock. He really looked like a dominant figure.
Both Ishana and I sat near him. We started sucking Balan’s big cock. I was really amazed by his cock’s hardness. He’s nothing like the men I fucked before. As I was sucking Balan’s cock alongside Ishana’s, my mind was filled with appreciation.
Balan’s cock was really manly. I mean, I understood why Ishana chose him. I don’t know about Balan’s personality too much. But I understood his capability of satisfying a woman. Suddenly, Ishana heard a phone call. It was from her phone.
She went to pick it up. I was sitting nervously beside Balan. It was awkward. But he was very polite. Ishana came out of her bedroom. She said she couldn’t join because she needed to type an important file on her laptop. Ishana apologized and went back inside her room.
Before going, Ishana said both I and Balan could continue fucking. After that, I stared at Balan. He asked me if I wanted to continue. I got into a deep thought. Then, I thought, “Screw it. Let’s do it. It’s not like I never fucked someone before.” I told him that we should continue.
After saying that, I sat on Balan’s lap. I started kissing his lips. I also caressed his muscular chest. Balan grabbed my ass and started caressing them. In fact, Balan was praising my muscular physique. Most importantly, he was praising my favourite body part. Yes, I’m talking about my buttocks.
I felt my ego boosted a bit. I started kissing him even more tightly. He grabbed me even tighter. Our lips were rubbing against each other. The same was true for our tongues. He started spanking my ass. I was moaning. It slowly got louder.
Balan’s spanks were getting harder. I was really impressed by his strength. After that, I started giving him a blowjob. I was trying my best. His hard, big cock was filled with my saliva. Then He grabbed my head. After that, he shoved his cock inside my mouth.
His hard cock was deep inside my throat. I couldn’t breathe. As soon as he took it out, I started breathing heavily. But Balan didn’t stop. He shoved his cock again. I was surprised that my mouth was able to accommodate his cock. It’s like shoving a pipe inside a wall.
15 minutes later, I was breathing heavily. He took me on his lap. He asked me where we should have sex. I looked at Ishana’s room. I thought it was better to do it further from Ishana’s room. She was working on her laptop. Ishana’s house had another room. Both Balan and I decided to do it there.
After entering that room, Balan basically threw me on the bed. He literally looked like a dominant figure. I was lying on my back. Balan spread my legs apart. He then started licking my clitoris. His tongue rubbed against both my pussy and my clitoris. Balan even gave me some bites on my thighs.
He turned me around. Then he made me lift my ass a bit. Then he lay underneath my crotch. Balan then started licking my pussy. I was smothering his face with my crotch. I was also shaking my ass a bit. Balan didn’t stop spanking me. But it wasn’t harder like earlier.
A few minutes later, Balan lay on the bed. He was acting like a king. I sucked his cock a bit. Then I sat on his crotch. I slowly inserted his monster cock inside me. Oh my god! The feeling I had at that time was completely incomparable. I never took a cock that big inside my pussy.
I didn’t even start riding. Yet, a loud moan was coming out of my mouth. Balan’s cock was stretching my pussy very well. Damn, it was even near my womb. Then I began riding his cock. Our hips started hitting each other. His cock was going deep in and out. My mind was filled with sexual pleasure.
I kept riding and moaning like a bitch. He pulled me towards him and kissed me. Balan grabbed my hands tightly as I increased my speed faster. My mind was going blank with pleasure. Apart from Balan’s cock, nothing was on my mind. Balan’s cock hitting the right places.
I felt something coming out of me. I stopped a bit. Then my orgasm came rushing out. I rubbed my pussy a bit. Then I began riding Balan’s cock again. Shockingly, a few minutes later, I got another orgasm. Even more shocking, I got another one in just five minutes. It never happened to me before.
No guys have ever made me have multiple orgasms. Balan managed to do it. It made even more sense why Ishana chose him. Balan wrapped his arms around me. He pulled me close to him. Balan started kissing my neck. It was making me shiver with pleasure. His hands explored my muscular body.
He felt the firmness of my big, sexy ass. I let out a soft moan. Because my pussy got wetter with every touch. Balan then squeezed my nipples. He was pinching them. At first, he was pinching lightly. Then he began pinching harder. I was squirming. He took one of his hands towards my crotch.
Balan told me that Ishana taught him something new. He asked for my permission to try it on me. I told him, “No problem.” I was curious about what Ishana taught him. He did what I never expected. He shoved his muscular arm inside my pussy. I was shocked.
He began fisting my pussy. His strength was raw. Imagine a big muscular guy fisting your pussy; wouldn’t that be painful? I was feeling pain, too. But I was also feeling pleasure. If that wasn’t enough, he began biting my clitoris. Ishana really taught him well.
Thanks to this, I had my fourth orgasm after he took out his hand. I squirted even harder. My fourth orgasm was even more intense than before. Before I could speak, Balan shoved his hand inside my pussy again. He was being rough and hardcore. I could see in his eyes that he was not interested in being gentle.
And, you know what? I liked it. My body was shaking. A unique sensation was roaming throughout my body. I was completely drowned in pleasure. After a while, Balan left my pussy alone. Well, not completely. Because he moved down to my pussy.
He kept making me spread my legs apart. Balan was really admiring the view. My pussy was really stretched out. It wasn’t visible. But I knew it because I was feeling it. I never thought my pussy would be treated roughly.
He started licking her clitoris gently. Then Balan inserted a finger into my pussy, feeling my wetness and warmth inside. I was already close to orgasm for the 5th time. It wouldn’t have been intense. But Balan wanted to make me wait a little longer.
I looked at his eyes hungrily. I begged him like a bitch to shove his cock inside my pussy. My hole was itching for his manhood. Balan was very happy. He came near my face. Balan then told me to keep begging like a bitch. He liked it.
I did what he told me to do. I kept begging. Not only that, I also said degrading things about myself. I was acting like a whore from a brothel. Balan positioned himself at my entrance and pushed inside his cock slowly. I let out a loud moan. His cock was stretching me again.
Balan started fucking me in a slow and steady rhythm. My body was shaking. I was muscular and had perfect strength. Yet, he was making me feel small and weak. Balan tightly grabbed my chin. He then spat inside my mouth. I ate his spit.
It was also my first time eating someone’s spit. I never did those things with the guys I fucked before. Balan was slowly increasing his speed. He became vigorous. His strength was getting even more raw. He lay on my body with his full weight.
I couldn’t move properly. But I didn’t care at all. Balan was fucking me at full speed. He kept calling me a slut and a bitch. It was making me even prouder to get fucked by Balan. I wrapped my legs around his back. I literally gave up control of my body.
I was letting him do whatever he wanted. His cock was ravaging my pussy. I kept moaning, “yes”. He was manhandling me perfectly. Balan then gives a rough and hard kiss. Then he moaned. His cum flowed inside my pussy.
When he took it out, a lot of cum was dripping. I was breathing heavily. But Balan told me not to pass out yet. He wanted to do more. I was shocked. I told him it was enough. But he didn’t listen. Balan took me on his lap. He also made me wrap my legs around him.
He shoved me to the nearby wall. He then began ramming me from underneath. Luckily, I wasn’t ovulating. Otherwise, I would’ve got pregnant. I wasn’t even using any birth control like a condom.
Balan told me how much I liked it. I replied while moaning, “Very much.” He was feeling self-validated. As he kept fucking me, I had my fifth orgasm. It felt like I was peeing. It’s like my body was draining out of energy. But, as I mentioned earlier, Balan wasn’t in the mood for mercy.
Balan was like a beast. He was tearing me apart like a prey. He was using my pussy in a rough way. Then, I had my sixth orgasm. Oh, also the seventh orgasm as well. Then Balan gave another roar. He cum a lot inside me. Both of them were breathless.
I was literally like a corpse due to tiredness. Ishana was standing at the door while smiling. She winked at me. Her face was very mischievous.