Faisal Fills Gayatri's Womb With Hot Sperms
You can call me ‘Jiiva’. This is the story of one of the readers on ISS. Her name is Gayatri. I will be writing the story from her point of view. She has narrated this incident to me. I always wonder what is my purpose in this world? Is this the life that I wanted? I have everything, a very loving husband, a great family and we make a decent living. We are from a very strict Assamese family. My mom used to teach me music and dance when I was a kid. I am very fair with a beautiful face and black hair. My measurements are 38D-34-36. Even when I was younger, I was very busty. People used to enjoy watching me dance and bend, showing them my deep cleavage. When I was 20, my parents decided to get me married off to this bank manager who was handsome and was just 24 at that time. On the day before our marriage, I remember seeing one daily-wage worker who was there to help with setting up the stage for my marriage. He had a long beard and looked like he hadn’t taken a proper shower in weeks. My mom came and told him, Mom: Faisal, what are you doing standing like that? Go do some work, we are paying you for that. Faisal (with a smile): Sure, sure. I was just making sure the stage is properly set for your daughter’s wedding. By the way, she looks beautiful. No doubt she is your daughter, she looks just like you. Mom (furiously): How dare you lay eyes on my daughter, get out of here. Mom told me to go inside the house. Faisal (looking at me and then my mom): Haha, I was just kidding. After that, I was secretly watching his actions. He was such a lazy guy. He just stood there to disturb others and talk bull-shit. Anyway, after my marriage, we went on a honeymoon and we had so much fun. My hubby just loves playing with my boobs and ass. People tell me that I look like actress Rani Mukherjee, but a little bit fatter than her, and definitely bustier than her. Our sex life was great, but he wasn’t able to give me any kids. We tried so many different sex positions. We even went to a doctor who suggested that I give him good oral sex, so he can shoot his sperms deep into me. I used to suck his dick for 1-2 hours every day in the morning and night to get him properly ready before we have sex. But sometimes he just came in my mouth and I love it actually. Then I turned 30. I was so sad that my life had no meaning. I didn’t even go to work. I was home alone when my hubby was at work. I loved him a lot, but I knew that something was missing in my life. That day in the evening, I told my hubby that I was going to my mom’s house to stay for a few days and will be back after a month. He happily agreed. He knew that I needed a change from my humdrum life. I went home. My mom received me with a hug and I was happy to see her after a long time. She asked me if there was any luck about having a kid? I just put my head down. She suggested that I do certain things. I said, “I have tried it all, mom. His sperms are just not going deep enough.” I really wanted to have kids, and a part of me wanted to get pregnant. The next day, I woke up late. My mom and dad went to their shop and sit there, so I knew I was alone at home. I went to the backside of the house to take a bath, from the water in the well. I was wearing a small towel. I forgot that my boobs were clearly visible as the towel barely covered even my nipples. I was enjoying the process of taking the shower. I knew that no one came to the backside of the house. I didn’t know that the same guy Faisal was watching me from a safe distance. I got very deep into my bathing and that took off the towel when I was applying soap to my soft, busty, body. All this time Faisal was patiently watching me. After the shower, I was going to go back inside the house, but I slipped near the well, because of the moss-like algae which were growing near the wet area. I fell down and almost sprained my ankle. Before I could shout for help or cry out in pain, suddenly, I saw Faisal had come to help me up. At this time, the towel had slipped off completely. Faisal was holding me by my arm and my 38D sized boobs were touching his fingers. He carried me into the house and took me to my parent’s bedroom. I was fully naked and in pain at the same time. I didn’t know what to do. I wanted to cover myself but it was too late. Faisal was familiar with my mom’s house. He went to the kitchen and brought some ice packs for my leg. All this time, I could smell his dirty body. He was dark in colour and had a long white beard. I saw how he was looking at my big breasts and I could see saliva drooling from his mouth. Faisal: Beti, you will be ok, just take care of your wonderful body. Me (Gayathri): Thank you, but please don’t tell anyone about this. Faisal: About what? Me: That you saw me like this. Faisal: Ah, whatever I saw is great. How can I not share it with others? Me: Please don’t.. please. Faisal: I know you have been trying hard to have a kid. I think you need to experience a real man. You are a nice, busty, ripe girl ready to be fucked. I have wanted to do this a long time ago, actually 10 years ago. You remember the time I was staring at your ripe melons at the marriage ceremony? Faisal understood that an unsatisfied and desperate wife like me wanted his fat cock in my pussy. I was lying there on the bed totally naked. He was drooling looking at my big, firm boobs that were dangling like mangoes on a tree that is being shaken. Faisal: Wah tu cheez badi ho mast. (Wow, you are an amazing item). He then opened his dhoti (traditional pants) and I saw his huge 9 inches black dick. It was very thick. I had never seen anything like that. For some reason, my mouth started creating saliva hoping that he will let me suck on it! Faisal: Oh my bitch, you are waiting for it, huh.. Faisal came and stood close to me, and placed his hands on my firm, big-sized breast. My breasts were so fair and had pink areola and nipples.