How I Gave Birth To The Twins
Hello! Fellow Indian Sex Stories dot net readers. I’m Ayesha from Hyderabad. This is my real sex story. I come from an orthodox Muslim family. My father is an LIC agent while my mother is a tailor. I’ve 4 elder brothers; and 2 sisters who are also elder than me. I’m a geography teacher in a nearby private school. I was the last one to get married in my family. My husband Javed, comes from a rich family. He has his own business and his company has several branches all over India. When we got married, I was 23 years old and he was almost 28. Though my in-laws were very conservative, I found Javed a very cool and casual person, with a sense of modernism. The only problem now was that, though we were trying, I was not able to give him a baby. This frustrated him as well as my in-laws. Though we both wanted to consult a doctor, my in-laws didn’t allow us to do so. I talked to my mom about this on the phone. She suggested some positions, but that didn’t work out. My in-laws suggested Javed consult the mulla(Shafiq khan) of a nearby mosque. He was around 47 years old. We went to him and told what our problem was. He told that there was a problem with the date we got married. And the only solution was to get divorced and remarry again. So he asked us to come back after a week and told us to keep this thing within ourselves. We agreed as it was not a big deal as everything would happen in secrecy. We went to him exactly after a week. Then he suggested Javed tell ‘talaq talaq talaq’ to me so that the process of divorce would be completed. Javed told talaq thrice age we were officially divorced. We asked about the date for our remarriage. But Shafiq told that Javed cannot marry me again unless I get married to another person and get a divorce from him. We were shocked to hear this. I started to feel really nervous. Javed started to scold him why he didn’t tell this before. But Shafiq told, there was no other way. He told that he had done this before many times to different couple. He asked Javed to go back home and inform my in-laws that I(Ayesha) was going to my parent’s house and would return after a week. He also asked Javed not to see me for a week and asked to leave me at the mosque till the ritual got over. Javed was really frustrated but had no choice as I didn’t belong to him anymore. So he talked to me in private and told me that he would go to Bangalore for a week with his parents just to keep them engaged and not think much about me as they would ask too many questions. I agreed and wished him a safe journey. Mulla asked me to get some sleep and told that he would marry me with another person, tomorrow morning. He told that this was called ‘nikah halal’ and it was a part of our tradition. He told all this was just a formality and there was nothing to fear. I had no choice either, so I agreed. I slept in the same mosque and woke up very early. As per tradition, Shafiq married me with another guy whose face I couldn’t see till I got married. The marriage process got over in 20 minutes as there were only 3 of us. After all the customary rituals, I saw the face of the man I got married to. I was shocked to see him. He was the Watchman in my school. His name was Zakir and was about 25 years. I couldn’t believe it. Then Mulla came and told that the room was ready. I asked him what he is talking about. He told that as per the customs, the two of us should consummate. I disagreed with him. Then Zakir told that if we didn’t, then he would never divorce me and I would be his wife forever. I couldn’t believe what was happening. Zakir took me to the room on the top floor of the mosque. Everything was arranged for a ‘first night’. He closed the door and asked me to undress fast. I was in no mood to do it. So he took off his Jubba-pajama. I didn’t want to see him so I was sitting on the bed facing another side of the room. He took off his underwear and came and stood in front of me with his cock directly in front of my face. He had a huge tool. It was around 9 inches long and 3 inches in girth. He started to shake it with his left hand and put his two fingers in my mouth. I realized what was about to happen. I was afraid, shocked and in a state of disbelief. He slowly started to rub his cock on my lips. He opened my mouth and started to push it in.I could only take 4 inches inside the mouth. He put his right hand on my forehead and made my neck bend backward. Then put his right leg next to me on the bed and started to push his cock inside. It was hard to breathe and tears started to roll down from my eyes. He was enjoying it. After a few slow pushes, he thrust his tool with huge force and I could feel it touch my throat. I soon backed off and coughed. He was laughing and asked me to undress at least now. But I didn’t want to do it. So I kept ignoring his commands. He then went behind me and pushed me on the floor. I feel on the ground. He started to pull my saree. I didn’t resist. Then he tore opened my blouse. I was in my black bra and panties. He lifted me holding my waist and put me on the bed. He removed my bra and pulled my panties down to my knees. He then started to fondle my 32c sized boobies. He pinched them and ducked them. I was slightly losing my control over my body. He then started to eat and bite my left booby while he fingered my g-spot. He had rough hands but it felt really good. I started to lift my waist towards his hands. He then went down and started to eat my hot-spot. I could feel his tongue inside. He put my two legs on his shoulders and lifted my waist up from the bed. He slightly opened my vagina and spit inside. I could feel his hot saliva going inside me. He started to mouth fuck me. I lost complete control over my body and senses. I pushed his head closer to my vagina and locked his head with my thighs. My juice started to flow out and I shot it inside his mouth. He felt really happy.