My Lonely Mature Neighbour, Nasreen

Hello, this is Rahul. I was living in a building complex and one of my neighbors were Mr. & Mrs. Aslam in their 40’s. Aslam was working with an MNC and I rarely saw him as he was on tours and traveling. Nasreen his wife was a homemaker; I would run into her now and then and make small talk. Once when she had some issue with the computer, she asked me to help her.

I went to her house and set things right for her. She was very happy and thanked me, and kind of patted my cheek, saying what a sweet guy I was for helping her when she was in distress.

Anyways, we became friends and would often talk about various subjects and I would notice that she would touch, pat me while talking. I also realized that she was not happy with her husband’s travel and long business trips. She was lonely and felt neglected.

About a month ago, Aslam went away on a business trip, and he planned a special night out for the two of them on Saturday, when he was due back. Aslam called around noon, saying that as soon as his meeting was over he’d be on a flight home, and expected to reach home by 6 pm. Nasreen went to the beauty salon, to prep for the dinner with her husband.

Well as luck would have it, Aslam called her, explaining that there had been complications at the meeting and that he wouldn’t be able to come the same day and might get delayed by a day or two. She was disappointed as she was looking forward to some good time and great sex since Aslam had been gone all week.

When she saw me, she told me about it, and then she surprised me by asking if I would please accompany her to the dinner. I happily accepted and told her that I will freshen up and get ready.

I reached her place and was surprised to see her in tight-fitting jeans and a top. She was wearing a push-up bra that really enhanced her D-cup breasts, with high heels. “My! You look hot!” I said to her. She was kind of embarrassed when I said that. She said that since she had got ready to go with her husband, she didn’t want to change again. I replied that I was fine by it and in fact, it was my pleasure to escort such a beautiful lady. She blushed at that.

We went out to eat and over dinner, we had a long talk about what was going on in her life. She confessed that Aslam didn’t have time for her. Several times throughout the evening, I complimented her on how fine she looked and said that if I had someone as hot as her waiting, I would have cut short my trip and came back home. I seemed pretty obvious because I couldn’t seem to keep my eyes off her breasts.

When we left the restaurant, I opened the car door for her like a perfect gentleman. On the trip home, I noticed that she kept stealing glances at me and an obvious bulge had developed in my pants.

When we got back, Nasreen asked me to come to her place. I agreed and we went to her apartment. She put on some soft music and asked me if I would like to have some wine. I agreed and while she fixed us a drink, she also dimmed the lights as we sat on the sofa and talked. Suddenly, I asked her to dance with me, and that’s when she got to feel how hard my dick was as it pressed up against her.

Soon we were dancing, our bodies were so close that we could feel the heat generating from us. I was so hot that I couldn’t take any more of this teasing. I kissed her on her forehead when she didn’t resist. Then I began trailing my kisses and soon we were lip locked. I could feel her tongue dancing inside my mouth.

Now my hands began roaming on her back and soon I rested them on her buttocks and pressed them drawing her closer to me. Nasreen let out a sigh. She then led me to her bedroom and asked me to strip. When I was down to just my jockeys, she made me sit on the edge of the bed and seductively stripped in front of me.

Once she was completely naked, she pulled my jockeys down to reveal my rock-hard dick which was at least seven inches long and sticking straight up. She bent down and her hair fell into my lap while her tongue slid from the base to the tip of my swollen cock and swirled around the head. Then she bathed my cock with her warm tongue. I closed my eyes for a second but then opened them just as quickly.

Nasreen coated me thoroughly with her saliva before taking all of my cock in her mouth. Her tongue was very warm, and so was her sweet breath, which blew all around my prick like a tropical hurricane. Her tongue smacked left them right, creating an unbeatable combination that had me shuddering all over. She didn’t just suck my cock, she made love to it.

Since I wanted this to be long and memorable, I stopped her and pulled her to my side and began to kiss her all over, sucking and licking her breasts. I slowly teased her and went down to her clean shaven pussy. Her pussy lips were already dampened with passion and desire.

I parted her lips with my fingers, then bent down and placed her thighs over my shoulders. I started exploring her with my tongue, lapping the length of her glistening gash, licking up and down the sensitive insides of her labia, turning on all of her fiery fuck nerves.

Arching her back, she squirmed as I slid my tongue inside, her juices seeping out into my mouth. I continued to lick her, absolutely devouring her pussy. Some of her juices even dribbled down. I was totally into getting Nasreen off and her moans of pleasure told me she knew it.

When I sucked her engorged clit between my lips and stroked it with my tongue, she lost it. Her orgasm made her pussy spasm with ecstasy, and her bucking body was making the rock up and down.

After her orgasm subsided, I realized that my dick was rock hard and in pain with all the excitement. But being an expert, she pushed me back on the bed and climbed on top. She reached around and guided my dick into her soaking wet pussy. She slowly eased down onto me and began to raise and lower herself on my throbbing dick. Soon she drove me to the point of no return and I shot off like a cannon inside me.

I felt embarrassed of myself for coming so quickly, but I was so very hot and horny that I couldn’t hold any longer. I confessed that I had never actually had sex with a mature and married woman before. She kissed me and told me not to worry because she planned to teach me all I needed to know.

For the remainder of the night and most of the Sunday, we explored each other’s body, fondling, kissing, sucking and fucking in every position. She taught me how to control myself and hold back. And by the time I had to go back, I had become a great fuck and also a lover of mature women.

I had a very nice relationship with her until I moved back to Chennai.

I am now settled in Chennai, any women interested can connect with me at [email protected]

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