This Story is Based on real events. Had a good feeling about the idea of sharing it. I highly encourage you to read till the end and I’ll get to sex-story real quick.
Introduction
Hi, I’m Lopa Biswas from Bangladesh. A girl… Technically a woman now, from a decent Hindu family. I’m 26 now. The story starts almost 3 years ago from now when I was about 23 or 24. I won’t call myself directly beautiful but I think I am! Because I am ten times better than those of my college friends who were nothing compared to me. I was fair looking with long hairs, almost double the sizes of average girls. I’m 5’5″ and I’m 37D.
Family Background
My hometown is originally from Khulna. Many of our relatives already moved to India during the 1971 War and never came back & settled there because of being minorities here in the BD. We didn’t move there because my grand-father disagreed leaving the motherland, later which my father calls it as a mistake his father had done. My father is a Government Officer. Because of this he couldn’t leave either. His government job here is highly supporting his financial status. And he doesn’t want to lose it.
My Life
I was normal like all other girls. I did have interest towards the opposite gender after puberty.
At the age of 23, As soon as I got my B.sc degree, My father fixed my marriage. I got married with a rich businessman named Dev Nath. He was 32.
We didn’t have any good times from the beginning. He was too busy. Soon enough I found out how bad he was at bed, I got frustrated. We often had quarrels for this. It’s been a year. Both my families were pressuring me for a baby. But little did they know that their son / son in law was an idiot and didn’t have the capability to do it. I couldn’t keep on. Everything was fine except my sex life. I had to move on.
The one who got me
My hubby got a driver named Masoom Ali. He was well built, likely to be 28 I guess. He usually drives my hubby to his office and later picks up. That’s all his job was about. Oh, and also he drives me to shops & market and picks me whenever necessary. Over the year he was watching us. He has a habit to stare me which I noticed but never let anyone know and didn’t even mind. I actually felt more feminine when he stares at me and my bosoms. It makes me feel that I’m young and beautiful enough to attract men. He was rough though. Kinda dominant, hungry etc.
One day, My hubby and I had a fight. He slapped me, later the driver stopped him and pulled him to car saying “Sir, lets go! You’ll be late for your office.” Hubby listened to him and Masoom left him at office and drove to me directly. I was seen crying on the floor with a yellow sari. He first looked at my face, he then cleaned away my tears using a tissue, I just looked at his eyes in a thankful way. He then ordered me to get up. He said, “Lopa, I’ll not repeat again, get onto your bed.” Though I was surprised but I did as he said. He then came close to me, namely took advantage of my broken emotions, landed a kiss upon my lips. I didn’t resist. I quietly asked what he was doing and told him that it was not right. He replied, “So what your sissy husband do all the year to you was right? How do you even tolerate him? Don’t act innocent bitch. I know what you crave for. Play accordingly, don’t make me force you.” I kept quite. He then started kissing me. I was getting a erotic sensation out of it. Meanwhile he put his hands on my bare waist and back. I already became out of control. It was something my hubby never did to me in months or what can I say years. I let him take control of me. He kissed me deeply. I felt suctions on my lips, mouth and tounge. He then moved my pallu. Just looking at them gave him a huge erection. He was so crazy he tore my blouse apart. I told him to clam down but he was in no mood of that. He then pulled my sari, it took a moment till I was only in my bra and petticoat. He removed his shirt. Before he would’ve tore my black bra apart, I myself removed it. He first looked at my boobs. He said, “You got large ripe mangoes bitch. Your sissy hubby doesn’t know how to treat them. Let me take care of them.” He was right though. He grabbed them real hard. I moaned and groaned OUCH! His hands were big but couldn’t grab my mangoes at once. He squeezed them hard. I just kept groaning. He then placed his mouth on them, started sucking my milk ducts very badly like he was hungry for it. My nipples were full erected and long-hard. I was getting a deep sensation. To further more support him and me, I grabbed his back, let him dug his mouth to my melons. He sucked and bite them for like 10 minutes. He placed a lot of deep red permanent love marks on my boobs. My nipples got red as hell. He said, “Now they look better!” He then undressed both of us completely. I just relied on him. Happy with whatever he does. Now we both were naked except My mangalsutra was on me. He then made me kneel & put his dick on my lips. It was 7 inch tall and deep black with huge testies. I’ve never seen such a monster before. I grabbed it and he pushed in my mouth. He said, “Please my cock bitch. Worship mulla cock!” I started to suck it with obedience. He started to moan. He was blabbing “Oh yaaa! Ohhggh! Yeah bitch! Do it properly yahh, uggh! You whores deserve to do this, ahhh”. I was quite happy that I was able to do that for him. I sucked and sucked as hard as I could but he didn’t cum rather my knees were hurting now. He understood and said, “That’s all you got magii?! Haha, now it’s my turn to show you real the real might of a Muslim cock.” He pulled my leg like nothin, he was damn strong, I spread it for him. I didn’t want him to tear it haha. Without wasting time, he first pushed it halfway inside me. Oh god! It’s indescribable. I shouted as I never was used to such a big manhood. After teasing me for few pushes, He pushed it all inside. I again shouted and groaned. He was way more rough than I thought he’d be. He was fucking me like a complete slut. I just kept groaning. I reached my first orgasms within minutes. It was heaven. Heavenly pleasures were flowing in my veins. He said, “You got the best chut I’ve ever fucked so far. Yours one tight like a new one.” He kept fucking me till I couldn’t help but cummed again. He laughed and it boosted his ego. He started to fuck me even more harder. I started to cry in pain & pleasure. He started to ask me in a groaning voice, “Tell me whose bitch are you?!” I replied, “yours.” He again said, “Your pussy belongs to me, it’s something made to please my cock, you whore!” I was positively replying to him and moaning with tears. After I reached my third orgasms. His movement increased. We were fucking in my marital bed. That day I was completely his. After increasing the pace to max. I noticed his balls were tightening to the base. The pace were so high that I along with the bed was shaking. It’s almost been a hour he was fucking me like his slut. I understood he was about to cum. To make it quicker and smoother, I grabbed his back tightly and supported his pace, used my legs legs on his butt to support further more. We both were in 7th heaven. After 5 minutes, he said while fucking me, “Today I will make you mine. Show you who you truly belong to. I want to see your belly to grow with my child. Take my potent seed.” I replied in the affirmative and said, “yes daddy, fuck me, sow your seed deep in me. I want it. I want to carry your child.” He continued fucking me and said, “Your traditional womb is at my service. Produce my babies and spread my Muslim genes all over the world. I’m immortal in my genes!” He then pushed as deep as he could, it maybe was the deepest push and cummed for like a minute. I could feel his every warm deep shots. He atleast shot 8 to 12 times or even more. His warm juice was flowing deep inside me, some came out because of over flow. It was warm, thick white. I could feel it. Meanwhile billions of Masoom was swimming for my defense-less ovaries to conquer. He groaned heavily and pounded me few more. We both remained and rest in that position for 15 minutes I guess. We both were happy, He then stood up and said, “don’t you think I deserve a gold medal from you?” I understood what he meant. I removed my sacred golden mangalsuta from my neck and crowned his strong manhood with it. It was so big that I could chain it with my mangalsuta only a few times. He then moved it near his balls. Wore off his pants and I was left there. For the next days he fucked me like the same but in different position. I even tasted his huge load, it was salty, warm, smells good and refreshing. My face even started to glow further more after he started to give me cum sessions on my face regularly. He says we Hindu girls are extra fertile. Few days later my pregnancy was confirmed. OMG! It was triplets! Our family became happy. We started to live a happy life while I secretly get pleased by his real manly driver. He says he will impregnate me every year from now and my cuck Hindu husband will raise & take care of them with his riches. He said he will make a football team out of me. We kept fucking the whole pregnancy. I was later gangbanged and fucked by his homies and neighborhood friends. I soon enough became their real cheap slut. I already started to pre-latch. My milk were attracting them even more. Anyway it was emptied to nothing whenever one starts to suck. They often said they could feel my babies while fucking. After 9 months I delivered them. They were just alike their father. All 3 of them was healthy and sound. Just a month later, I was getting used again. One of his hommie namely Mahmood who was a watchman were lucky enough to breed me again. I was confirmed to be pregnant again but one with this time 😅. My boobs size increased so as my milk production. I am pregnant right now. Till to this day so far I am enjoying myself with them. His neighborhood is also enjoying me as much they can. Though they humiliated me, degraded me, recorded and uploaded me, impregnated me, used me whenever they wanted, I enjoyed all the sexual sessions from them. My family life is going good but my secret sex life is just perfect.
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