Previous Part: Telling a Sex Story – Part 1 (Ishana)
Hello, everyone, I’m Ipshita.
I guess all of you met my sister, Ishana, in the previous part. Actually, Ishana and I are twins. Yup, we’re fraternal twins. Since all of you want to know what happened after Balan fucked my sister. Well, buckle up.
After that night, when Balan fucked Ishana, she fell in love with him. After Ishana came back to Mumbai, she started having contact with Balan every day. Both of them started having a romantic relationship. Balan used to come to Mumbai every month due to work.
Then, he would spend time with Ishana. Both of them would fuck each other like beasts (yeah, that’s how my sister described it). Seven months later, Ishana got pregnant with Balan’s baby.
She requested her in-laws in Surpur to get her married to Balan. Her in-laws were completely shocked. Out of everyone, my twin sister chose Balan. But Ishana’s in-laws were all over the moon. They didn’t mind letting Ishana marry Balan.
However they found it weird that Ishana fell in love with Balan. Ishana’s friends were shocked. They couldn’t believe that Ishana chose a village guy. But she couldn’t care less about their opinions.
No offence, but I was also wary about this. Honestly, I didn’t have any positive opinion about Balan. When I first saw him, I felt like he was a thug or something because he’s muscular and rugged-skinned.
Also, he looked like a South Indian movie villain (Hahaha, I know Ishana said the same thing, too, in the previous part.) But I trust my sister. I believe she chose which was better for her. I hope Balan doesn’t turn out to be abusive.
I also don’t know what Ishana would do after marriage. Would she leave her job and move to Surpur? Or would Balan move to Mumbai to live with Ishana?
Only time will tell. Currently, Ishana is preparing herself for marriage. She playfully phrased it something like this. “It’s time for Iniya (Ishana’s daughter) and Surya (Balan’s son) to get new parents.”
Ishana meant if she got married to Balan, then she would be Surya’s stepmother. And, Balan would be Iniya’s stepfather.
Wow, what a way to say it. You know what? Never mind.
Besides, enough about Ishana. This part is about me. And you guys have to hear my sex story. I already mentioned that Ishana and I are fraternal twins. So, obviously, I look different from her.
She’s white-skinned. I’m dark-skinned. She’s voluptuous. I’m slim and skinny. In fact, I’m shorter than my sister in height. Ishana’s 5’4″, while I’m 5’2″. That’s why some people think that I’m Ishana’s younger sister.
Actually, I’m the elder one among the twins. But, still, I see people getting shocked. They can’t believe that I’m Ishana’s elder twin sister. Some idiots think all twins look the same or something. It’s really frustrating.
Mine and Ishana’s personalities are different. We have different hobbies. Also, we love different things. But two things are similar between us. One is sisterly love. Both of us love each other a lot. The sisterhood between us is very strong.
The second one is libido. I’m pretty sure Ishana mentioned in the previous part that she has a high libido. The same goes for me. I also have a high libido. I have the desire for sex almost every time. My pussy keeps getting itchy for sex. I would masturbate almost every day.
Ishana had multiple ex-boyfriends. But I only had one boyfriend, Amit. He’s currently my husband. Yes, I swore to be with him forever. We have two kids together: Ashish (3 years old) and Aman (2 years old).
Since my college years, I only fucked Amit. Both of us never cheated on each other. We love each other unconditionally. You might think that Amit is lucky to have a hypersexual wife like me, right? Well, no.
Everything has a limit. I understand it very well. Amit can’t keep up with me every time. Sometimes, he would not be in the mood. Sometimes, he wants to rest after having sex.
My husband is perfectly capable of satisfying me. His cock is perfect too. That doesn’t mean he would want to have sex every time. Both of us are different. Apart from this, we have no marital issues.
I met a doctor about this issue. But no solution was found. Amit assured me he loved me a lot. This issue wouldn’t create a rift between us. Later, Amit suggested an illogical solution. He gave me the hall pass to fuck anyone I want.
At first, I was against this idea. I mean, I love my husband. I wouldn’t dare to fuck anyone else apart from Amit. No loving wife would do that to their husbands. But Amit later managed to convince me. He comforted me. Both of us cuddled.
He told me that my sexual needs shouldn’t be ignored. He loves me a lot and would do anything for me. Even if that meant allowing me to fuck others. That’s why I began having sex with other guys. Whenever I fuck someone, I tell my husband immediately. I don’t hide anything.
Before you guys think Amit loved being a cuckold, let me tell you something. Amit doesn’t have any cuckold fetish. He did it because of his love towards me. Also, that doesn’t mean we stopped making love. Our love didn’t get extinguished. We are one hell of a strong couple.
I make sure that nobody finds out about this. Otherwise, it’ll ruin mine and Amit’s reputation. Only Ishana knows about this. I fucked many guys. But I’ll only focus on Raju.
Amit and I currently live in Dehradun. But we used to live in Pune before that. It was 3 years ago. Amit works in a multinational company. It has multiple branches in India. So, Amit was transferred to Pune from Mumbai.
During that time, I resigned from my previous job in Mumbai. Then, I began looking for a new job in Pune. I remember clearly. It was 4 months after Ashish’s birth.
We were living in an apartment. Amit hired Raju as our servant. Well, I said it wrong. Let’s say it correctly. Amit hired Raju to fuck me. Yes, you heard it right. Amit knows very well about my libido. And he also knows that he permitted me to fuck others.
So, Amit told me that he hired Raju based on what he heard about him. Raju is good at housework. But he still got fired multiple times. Because he got caught fucking the wives of the owners. One owner even chased him to beat his ass. Another owner literally hired thugs to beat him.
Raju was 22 at that time. He was slim. He had messy hair. Raju was average-looking. But his face wasn’t really attractive. His height was similar to mine. I felt weird. I didn’t understand how Raju even seduced those women. I guess those women whom he fucked were too desperate.
So, as expected, Raju was good at housework. And thanks to my high libido, I offered myself to him for sex. Well, Amit hired Raju for that reason. I didn’t find any jobs yet during then. So, I was basically staying at home. It was me and Raju only.
When I offered myself to him, Raju was happy. He wasn’t surprised at all. Why would he? He fucked his previous owners’ wives. I remember very well. It was in the living room.
Wait a minute! I think I forgot to describe my physique. Oh god. I’m really a silly woman. My body measurements are 34-28-35. I mentioned my height and body type above. So I wouldn’t repeat them. I have long hair.
Since I’m Ishana’s twin sister, you could already guess my age if you read the previous part. My face makes me look like I’m 19. I’ll admit I’m not as sexy as Ishana. But that doesn’t mean I’m not attractive. I look average.
My breasts and my buttocks are slightly bigger. My nipples are dark brownish. The same goes for my asshole and pussy. You should see me when I wear sexy clothes. In my normal clothes, I look very average. But, in my sexy clothes, I look like a hot, sexy young girl.
So, back to the sex story. Both Raju and I were in the living room. We made out with each other. We kept kissing until I started stripping his clothes. He became naked. He told me that he wanted to strip me himself.
So, I sat still while letting him do whatever he wanted. Raju stripped me naked. He took off my saree. Then, my dress, and lastly, my underwear. He sniffed my panties. It was wet. Because my pussy was dripping juices, hehe.
So, we got into foreplay. To be honest, Raju was actually good. I never thought he would be good at that. I asked him who taught him about foreplay. He told me that one of the women he used to fuck before. I was already aroused.
But Raju turned out to be different. He was making me even more aroused. I spread my legs for him. He started licking my wet pussy. While licking my pussy, he asked me if he could lick my ass too. I guess one of the women he used to fuck taught him that too.
So, I nodded my head. Raju perfectly licked both my pussy and my asshole. His tongue rubbed my clitoris. It actually circled perfectly fine. His experiences with previous women were coming in handy. Raju just knew what to do.
He also fingered my pussy. His fingers were efficiently rubbed inside my pussy. If that wasn’t enough, Raju also found my G-spot. I fucked many people before. But no one except Amit found my G-spot before. Raju’s literally the second guy to do it.
So, I began kissing his chest. I trailed kisses towards his neck. Then, I kissed his ears. Raju was pinching my nipples. I kept kissing his cheeks and ears. During that time, he moved one of her hands towards her pussy. It was already dripping wet.
I grabbed his throbbing cock. It wasn’t too big or too small. It was actually average. But it’s able to satisfy a woman. Raju’s cock was similar to Amit’s. I began giving him a blowjob. Raju was slightly moaning. He lay comfortably while I sucked his cock.
10 minutes later, Raju made me lie on the sofa. He started kissing all over my body. At first, he kissed my thighs. After that, he kissed my abdomen. Raju licked my belly button. He was rubbing my wet pussy. He kept licking my belly button. I thought he liked it very much.
I asked him if he was very interested in my belly button. Raju replied he didn’t really like it. He just adopted the habit of licking belly buttons from one of the women he used to fuck.
After that, Raju began licking my nipples. He accidentally squeezed it. So, my milk spurted out. Raju was slightly shocked and shy. That event was taking place 4 months after I gave birth to Ashish.
So, yeah, I was lactating. While having sex, I forgot that my tits were filled with milk. Raju was feeling shy. He apologized for squeezing my nipples. I assured him not to apologize. It’s not like he made any mistake.
Raju asked if he could squeeze my nipples further. I didn’t really mind. So, I permitted him. I also told him he shouldn’t worry about my milk coming out. Raju was still hesitant. The women he fucked before weren’t lactating like me.
So, I squeezed my nipples. As milk spurted out of my nipples, Raju was amused. I kept squeezing for a few seconds. Then, I made him squeeze my nipples. Actually, Raju was hesitant because he was worried.
He thought squeezing my nipples would affect my ability to breastfeed my son. A few minutes later, Raju got confident about playing with my tits. Suddenly, he asked my permission to drink my milk.
No one had ever drunk my breast milk apart from my baby. Not even Amit. So, it was a new experience for me. Raju sat in front of me. His mouth was wide open. I squeezed my nipples. As my milk spurted out like a fountain, it flew inside Raju’s mouth.
I actually felt different. I mean, I never breastfed any adult before. I never thought breastfeeding could be an erotic thing. After continuously feeding Raju my milk, I told him to fuck me in doggy style. Raju asked for another permission. It was for anal sex. He doesn’t want me to get pregnant.
I was like, “Wow!” He was more careful than those reckless couples who don’t know birth control exists. Raju then clarified why. He accidentally impregnated one of the wives of his previous owners. That’s how he got exposed for having an affair.
So, I permitted him to have anal sex with me. Then, I told him that we should fuck in my bedroom. He didn’t need any further encouragement. We went to my bedroom. Both of us climbed on the bed. He positioned himself between my legs. I spread my legs wide, exposing my wet and eager pussy.
But I knew he would only fuck my ass. He pressed the head of his cock against my asshole and slowly pushed inside. I moaned with pleasure as I felt him fill me up. He started to thrust.
I could feel every inch of his cock as it slid in and out of my asshole. He changed angles and picked up the pace. Shockingly, I could feel myself getting close to orgasm. I started to play with my clitoris.
That was all it took to send me over the edge. I squirted all over his cock as I cum. He continued to fuck me through my orgasm. I never thought I would have an orgasm through anal sex. He pulled out and flipped me over onto my stomach. He lifted my hips and entered my asshole again.
He grabbed onto my tits and squeezed them as he fucked me. My breast milk was spurting out again. I could feel another orgasm building. He reached around and started to play with my clitoris. That was all it took. I came again, even harder than the first time.
After that, Raju began fucking me in the missionary position. He lifted my legs and entered me once more. But, this time, I told him to fuck my wet pussy. Raju understood and did what I told him to do. He lifted my legs and entered my pussy. I felt like I was fucking my husband.
I could feel every inch of his cock as it slid in and out. He leaned down and started to suck on my nipples. I started feeding him my milk again. That sent me over the edge, literally. I came again. Not once, but thrice. Soon after, Raju followed through as well.
He filled my asshole with his warm and sticky cum. Both of us took a rest. But I didn’t. I got sexually turned on even more. 20 minutes later, I told Raju to lie on his back. I straddled his face. I made him lick my dripping pussy, which he creampied. He accidentally ate some of his cum, LOL.
I then straddled his thighs. At last, I straddled myself on his cock. My wet pussy kept licking juices. A few moments later, I straddled him in the cowgirl position and impaled myself on his cock. I began riding his cock, and I could feel his cock hitting my G-spot with each stroke.
Oh god, it was so good! His cock hitting my G-spot made me crave more fucking. I reached down and started to play with my clitoris again, and that sent me over the edge. I cum once more, and Raju followed shortly after, filling my pussy with his cum. He was scared that I might get pregnant.
But I comforted him and told him not to worry about the pregnancy scare. From that day on, I began fucking him every day. Sometimes, I would make him use condoms. Sometimes, I would just make him fuck me raw.
I would tell my husband all the dirty things I did with Raju. I thought he would be angry, jealous, or insecure. Surprisingly, Amit was supportive. Well, I fucked many guys before. So, at that point, he was just used to it. I used to do many dirty stuff with Raju.
Actually, I was fulfilling his sexual fantasies. For example, he once requested that I wear only sarees (no blouse, no petticoat, and no underwear). Oh, what naughty adventures I used to have with him!
I used to roam around the house, wearing only a saree. I literally used to feel like an erotic model. I used to do naughty stuff and erotic poses for Raju. Once, Raju made me masturbate with the vegetables. I’m not kidding. He literally made me do it.
I was in the kitchen. I was cutting some vegetables for dinner. Suddenly, Raju came from behind and grabbed me. He began requesting that I masturbate with a carrot. I was amused a bit. That naughty boy really had some weird fetishes.
I was wearing a salwar kameez that day. So, I pulled down my salwar and my panty. Then, I did one of the weirdest things. I started using the carrot as a dildo. I wasn’t really doing it perfectly. But, still, I was doing my best.
I was shoving that entire carrot into my pussy. Raju asked me if he would do it for me. I said, “Okay.” Raju grabbed the carrot from my crotch. Then, he started shoving them inside and out. He was very good at it. My body was literally shaking with pleasure.
The carrot was hitting all the right places inside my pussy. A few minutes later, I squirted. I was chuckling. I thought it was funny that I had an orgasm because of a carrot. Well, that wasn’t the end, apparently. Raju took out a cucumber.
Now that I think about it, that cucumber actually looked like a cock, LOL. So, Raju began penetrating my pussy with a cucumber. It slid inside very easily. Perhaps because my pussy was wet due to orgasm.
Raju kept shoving that cucumber into my pussy. Don’t think he didn’t do anything about the carrot. He penetrated my asshole with the carrot. Both of my holes were getting penetrated by the vegetables. I almost laughed during the…(clears throat)… ‘vegetable fucking’ session.
Ahahaha, that’s a very funny way to call it. I don’t know what to call it apart from a ‘vegetable fucking’ session. So, I was getting ‘vegetable fucked’ by Raju. A few minutes later, I had another orgasm.
I thought it was enough. But wait, it still didn’t end because Raju took out a long and thick eggplant. I was funnily shocked. Raju seemed equally serious and excited. I already did the weird stuff with carrots and cucumber. So, I didn’t mind doing it with the eggplant.
Then, Raju excitedly shoved that eggplant into my pussy. That naughty boy was actually trying to go deeper. I was shuddering a bit. Because I felt another orgasm was coming. 3 minutes later, I had another orgasm. That day, I literally spent the whole day having vegetables in my holes.
The carrot was shoved into my ass. The cucumber was shoved into my pussy. I was making sure that I kept the secret from everyone that I was fucking someone else apart from my husband. Not even Ishana knew about it at that point.
Still, I decided to do something risky. I decided to have sex on the terrace during the rain. I know, it was very stupid. But I don’t know why. I was in too much of a horny mood that day. Raju was reluctant because he was afraid to get caught by others in the apartment.
But I convinced him. Anyway, I told Amit about it. He was worried too if I got caught by anyone else. I assured him I would be careful. Just look at me. I was 25 at that time. Yet, I was acting like a teen girl.
It was nighttime. It was a rainy season. To make it more erotic, I was wearing a transparent white saree. No underwear or blouse underneath again. It was like Akshay Kumar’s ‘Tip Tip Barsa Paani’ song scenario. No, Raju and I weren’t being romantic. Don’t misunderstand.
The apartment’s terrace was filled with water. It was 11 PM. I took Raju to the terrace secretly. Luckily, no one saw us. I couldn’t control the thrill and excitement. The sound of the raindrops hitting the ground was soothing. I was also enjoying the cool breeze.
When I entered the terrace immediately, I made Raju only strip off his pants. I reached out and touched his cock. I felt his hardness beneath my fingers. I could see the desire in his eyes. Without saying a word, I pulled him closer and kissed him deeply.
Raju responded eagerly. He wrapped his arms around me and pressed his body against mine. His cock was hitting my crotch. I could feel even more hardness from it. Raju was caressing my thighs and my crotch. It was raining. Both of us were getting very wet anyway.
My white saree got even more transparent. It got stuck with my body. I broke our kiss and looked him in the eyes. I said, “Raju, I want you to fuck me like a bitch.” My voice was husky with desire. My servant didn’t need any more encouragement.
He picked me up and carried me over to a nearby wall. Then, he laid me down on the wet floor. I was actually feeling like I was in a Bollywood romantic song. Well, you guys know what I mean.
He pulled off my clothes. He wasted no time in burying his face between my legs. He kept licking and sucking my clitoris. I moaned with pleasure as he worked his magic, bringing me closer and closer to orgasm.
I grabbed his head as Raju was licking. I kept biting my lips in horniness. I also could feel an orgasm coming out of me. A few minutes later, I had a hard orgasm. My pussy juices hit his face, and also fell on the watery floors. Due to rain, a great amount of water was flowing.
It was really hard for Raju to find out if I had an orgasm or not. As I writhed beneath him, I reached down and grabbed his cock, stroking it firmly. I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me. I guided him towards my pussy. Raju’s cock slid inside me with ease.
He began to fuck me hard and fast. His balls slapped against my asshole with every thrust. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deeper inside me. The feeling of him inside me was incredible. I could feel myself on the brink of orgasm.
Suddenly, I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me. I screamed out as I came hard. Raju didn’t stop fucking me, and I could feel another orgasm building inside me. I looked down and saw that he was close to cumming, too, his face contorted with pleasure.
With one final thrust, he filled me with his hot cum. I moaned with complete pleasure.
Later, I found out that I was pregnant. I knew that it was Raju’s. Amit had another transfer. And I moved to Dehradun with him.
Amit accepted my second child (Aman) despite it not being his. My husband doesn’t care that I got impregnated by Raju.