Me & My beautiful insatiable Neighbor- I

I am 30 years old and having a very good position in a government job. I am still living a bachelor’s life. I never felt the necessity to marry. The reason for my bachelorhood is that I m living away from my parents who are in Gujarat. I am in Delhi. Life in Delhi is typical, cannot be compared with that in Gujarat. Here, the evening means clubbing and booz, mixing with high society personalities. My higher position in government has made it easier for me to be accepted and adored in such circle. Hear I found how the businessmen use their own women to seduce persons like me to extract the benefits from the government department.A few days before I came to know that new neighbours – Mr. & Mrs. Surinder Singh have moved in the next flat in the same building. We share a wall between our apartments. I found them very amicable and decent couple. On weekend, Mr. Singh came to my flat and introduced himself that they are my next door neighbors. He invited me to have dinner at his place. He said it was his wife’s birthday but she wished to keep it very simple. Since I m their immediate neighbour, she agreed to have me as their guest.At around 9.00 p.m., I went there, with flowers and a wrist watch for Mrs. Singh as her birthday gift. I rang the bell. Mr. Singh opened the door and welcomed me. I saw a lady reclining on sofa. She was stunningly beautiful. She was of a very fair complexion. But for her facial features, I would have taken her as a European lady. She looked to be in mid twenties. Mr. Singh looked at her and said, “Nila, here is Mr. Nitin Shah, our neighbor and our special guest for the evening”. She got up and came to me. She gracefully walked to me and extended her hand to welcome me. She smiled. Her smile was captivating. Her perfect row of sparkling white teeth looked beautiful when she stretched her full red lips to smile at me. I shook her extended hand and wished her for her birth day. I gave her the flowers and the gift I brought for her.

She accepted the flowers and the gift and said thanks. She guided me to the sofa chair and she also sat on the sofa opposite me. She said, “Mr. Shah, you need not have taken this much trouble for bringing flowers and gift. We have kept this a very informal function and not specifically to celebrate my birthday. This way we can get to know our neighbors. Incidentally you are the only one on this floor apart from us. It is very nice of u to come over here at our place” I noticed, her voice was very sweet and filled with a genuine love and respect. I said, since it was a first meeting with you people, whether formally or informally, I thought it better way to express my gratitude with flowers to you people for inviting me at your place.” She replied, “oh, how sweet of you!”I marked all the way Mr. Singh was busy at the table arranging for our drinks. He came and offered me a goblet of Vodka with orange juice. He also had the similar one and offered his wife a glass, “Nila, here is your gin and lime.”While sipping our drinks we were chatting about the weather of Delhi and its way of life etc. Etc. I was studying Mrs. Singh. I appreciated her beauty and figure too. She was about 5’.6” tall, had kept her long black hairs reaching her butts loose, her lovely folded arms appeared very lovely, her slim long neck and her boobs protruding out, covered by low cut sleeveless blouse were assets enough for a single man like me to wish to have her in arms. She wore her saari below waist revealing her deep navel. When she led me to sofa chair, I had marked her walk, swaying her butts sexily. In fact sex was oozing out of her every limb and movement. I bat, in my well built frame of 5’.11” I have far more better looks and physic in comparison with her hubby. I sensed she was also gauging me.

The evening went off without any noticeable moments except, for one thing, I must tell you, that while she was serving me food, she used to bend and her pallu invariably fall for my benefit to facilitate to pip into the deep cleavage giving glimpses of her large boobs. All the while I was trying to conceal the bulge in my pant caused by her beauty and interest she shown in me.Next few days, just went without any events or encounter with my neighbors. Next Friday when I came back from office and just changing into my kurta –pajama, there was a knock on the door. I opened it and found Surinder and his wife Nila at the door step. I welcomed them and invited to come in and sit. Surinder said, “Shah sahib, there is no time for me to sit at the moment. I have come to tell u that I m leaving in half an hour for airport to catch a flight for UK for some urgent business. It will take a fortnight for me to return. I have come to request you to take care of Nila in my absence. She is bit indisposed and has preferred to stay back here. Unfortunately her parents are in USA and no other relatives in India.” I assured him to not to worry and would take care of her. I also offered to drive him to airport. He thought for a while and said, “That is very nice of you and will save some time calling for a taxi.” I told him to get ready and meanwhile I should also be ready to drive him to airport. I also asked Nila to accompany us if she was ok. She looked at me, smiled and said, “Ok, I shall join you, may be some fresh air will help her feel better.”I got ready and locked my flat and knocked Surinder’s door. He opened the door and said they are ready. He brought his luggage. I helped him carry some with me. We three went down. Surinder sat in front besides me and Nila sat in the rear sit. We reached IG Airport in 30 minutes. It was already 8.00 in the evening. After bidding him goodbye, I and Nila came back to the car. I opened the front door for her. She sat there. I joined her at driver’s sit.On the way,

I asked her, what was wrong with her. She looked at me, smiled and said, “To tell u the truth, nothing is wrong with me. I was just bored with drudgery of life. Surinder is always busy with his business. He has no time for me. This is a new place for me. Fortunately I found in you a sociable and compatible person who would be helpful to relieve me of the boredom I am suffering. In fact, I thought, Surinder’s absence would be very convenient for us. So I took the opportunity to stay behind and now I want your company.” She said all these in one breath. I could not believe my luck. I looked at her. I saw the sadness in her eyes. I moved my left hand and took her right hand in mine and pressed it a little. I said, “Don’t worry Nila, I am always there at your call. I am also alone and I will sincerely appreciate your company.” She did not withdraw her hand from mine but held it tightly. Se looked at me, smiled and said “Thank you, Nitin”. I noticed the change. Instead of addressing me as Mr. Shah she used my first name. I withdrew my hand from her hand and put it at her left shoulder and pulled her to me. She did not object, instead she dropped her head on my shoulder and closed her eyes. I was feeling high. Her perfumed hairs were driving me nuts. All the way, she remained unmoved and rested on my shoulder. Reaching our building, I woke her up. She got down of the car. We both went to lift. Once the door of lift got closed, she came near to me and held my hand. She looked into my eyes. I was feeling very aroused. I grabbed her by her waist and pulled her to me and kissed her on her lips. She wrapped her hands around my neck and responded by pressing her lips hard against mine. On reaching our floor, we walked like that in one another’s arms.

She asked if I had my dinner. I told her that I was to have it out but since, there was no time, I would prepare something at my flat. She told me that she would prepare some light item at her flat for both of us and asked me to follow her in her flat. She asked if I would like to have some drink. I told her I shall help myself. I prepared one for me one stiff for her too. I told her, not to worry about the food; couple of slice of bread would be enough for me. She said she had some curry in the fridge which could be wormed up in micro oven. I told her that would be enough and not to waste the time. I asked her to come and sit with me.She came with her drink. We both were sipping our drinks but both were starring at one another. After a while, I asked her, “Nila, how long you have been married to Surinder and what exactly is the problem between you two.” She said, Surinder is after money only. He is so engrossed in his business, does not bother about the needs of mine. Even physically he is more or less impotent. Our marriage is already 3 years old but hardly I found him eager to have sex with me.” This gave me the answer of her boredom and her looking at me for her satisfaction.Some sort of magnetic powers was working over us and making us compulsive to go closer to one another. When she put her drink on the side table, I grabbed her hand pulled her to me. Without any reluctance, she came to me. I held her by her waist and smooching all over her face – her forehead, cheeks, back of neck and bit her earlobes. She just surrendered. I murmured in her ear, “Nila you are so beautiful, no one can resist you. I am mad for you. Ever since I saw you on your birth day, I was thinking how lucky is Surinder.”She rested her face on my chest. My hands are now working over her boobs.

Nila, you have such a beautiful assets, let me have them without any cover.” I started opening front buttons of her blouse. Once that was over, I slipped my hand on the back of her and unhooked her bra. I pushed her little in order to remove her blouse and bra. Ahhhhh., her boobs were so beautiful, I could not control my hands and I started fondling and pressing them gently. She moaned. Looked at me and asked, “Really you found them so beautiful?” She slid back to allow me to have a better look at her boobs. They were cone shaped and as if carved out of marble. I stared at her light pink areolas topped with a cherry like nipples almost half an inch large and inviting me to grab, squeeze and suck them. In response, I kneaded one boob and squeezed her nipple and started sucking them alternatively. She started moaning and getting hot. She started to unbutton my shirt and inserted her hands over my chest and feeling the hairs over it. Suddenly she got up. She pulled me to stand up against her. She started opening my belt and unzipped the fly of my pant and pulled it down. I also removed her saari and untied her petticoat which fell at her legs. I now inserted my finger and thumb on either side of her nicker and pulled it down. She was also not standing idle. She removed my shirt and also pulled down my pent and west. Now we both were nude standing against one another. I stepped back to appreciate her beauty from some distance. Ah, here is the Lady Venus sans her clothe! Her pussy lips were pink easily visible because of very thinly trimmed of her pubic hairs. She was also staring at me. She roamed her eyes on muscles of my biceps and chest. She stealthily glanced at my dick. Her eyes got widened. It was almost 6” and its diameter was around one and half inches. My dick is cut and the head of my dick appears from above much larger. I could make out that she liked what she saw.

I stretched my arms inviting her to come in, she almost ran and wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately on my lips. I wrapped my arms around her butts, pressing her towards me. We both were wrestling our tongues to enter one another’s mouth. I was feels her smooth rich velvety butts on my palms. My dick was brushing at her pussy. She removed her right hand and moved it between us, and grabbed my dick in her hand. She whistled as she started feeling the warmth of my dick in her palm. I asked her in subdued tone, “liked it?” She smiled and in response to my query, she knelt down. She was now staring at the eye of my dick. She grabbed my shaft by both of her hands and kissed its tip. She licked the dew formed on the tips of my dick and took the head in her mouth. For the rest please read part II of this story. Meanwhile please give me your feedback about the story so far at [email protected].