Screwed my lusty neighbor

Hi, this is rags. I stay in navi Mumbai & this is an experience which I thought I would share with I’ll. Not the first but certainly the best that I have encountered. I am 32 yrs old married, fair & medium built. One day this guy shows up at my house with this drop-dead, gorgeous wife at his side. This babe’s a knock-out: long and slinky, with large tits, low-slung hips, and dynamite legs that seem to go on forever. This guy she was with her is a nothing, a nebbish: short and skinny; with glasses, almost bald, not much to look at, just like a million other guys. But this girl, she’s got all the right stuff and it’s perfectly packaged: what you might call the classic model type; high cheekbones, wide, pouty lips, and big blue eyes, all framed by long silky hair, long and silky that hangs straight down to her shoulders. In her heels, she towers over the guy who’s standing next to her by maybe six inches; and every inch of her is snugly packed into this little black dress, you know the kind, one of those tight dresses with a scooped neckline that gives you an eyeful of her large tits; and is so short that it barely covers her crotch. I’m already getting a hard on, the minute they walk in the door… The guy introduces his wife as Pooja, his name was Sameer. I couldn’t take my eyes off those long gorgeous legs of hers; that sexy dress she was wearing had ridden up practically into her lap, giving me a lot to look at. This girl didn’t say much, in fact she didn’t say a word; he did all the talking. Alas, they were my new neighbors. I was sorry for them as I could not offer anything to them as my wife had gone out to her parent’s house for 15 days. From that day I had decided to have pooja in my bed at any cost. Days passed by & nothing was happening between us. They were more of a recluse. Then I decided that it was enough. I decided to make the first step. Her husband used to leave the house by 10 am every morning, appx the same time I leave, but his returning time was never fixed. That’s when I thought I can win her.

One day when I got back from work I saw pooja standing near the balcony looking really depressed. I immediately looked at her & waved. She reciprocated & invited me to her house for coffee. The door was open as if she was expecting some1. When I entered I saw that she was wearing a very tight salwar kameez which looked as if it would tear open any time. We sat on the sofa & were sipping coffee & talking about almost everything but sex. Then I asked her why she looked so unwell. “Just a headache” pooja said. I immediately offered to press her head to which she did not object. I made her a little comfortable and reared her up and back on the sofa. I pressed her head slowly & steadily. Pooja’s eyes were shut tight, and her lips fell open, and she comes out with this low, breathy moan. You know the kind of moan I mean. When you get a broad moaning like that, you know it means one thing — she wants it, and she wants it bad! I’m sitting there, totally amazed. Now we have this busty babe sprawled out, limp as a wet noodle, and panting like racehorse. Her eyes are still closed, but now she’s got this little smile plastered on her lips; a kind of silly, happy smile. I told her to lie on her stomach and I started messaging the legs. After a while I told pooja that I need to take the salwar off as it’s difficult to do any message over that. She said Ok and I helped her take it off. She looked real hot topless. Now I again started to message her thighs. I then went and started to message her back and shoulders. I can see that she was getting hot. My dick became very hard and wanted to fuck. I went down and massage her hips and put my hand inside the panty to her ass chicks. I started to squeeze and massage and was feeling her crack. I knew by that time that she is not going to object any more to anything, she was breathing heavily. So I pulled down the panty slowly without asking. She was totally naked now. I was touching her entire body with my hand lightly and put my face everywhere. It was a heavenly feeling. Aunt had her eyes closed but was breathing heavily and I can hear some moaning sound.

I turned her around so that I can see her front side. She rolled over and I kept looking. She asked me if I liked what I see. I said yes very much. I started to message her huge boobs and started to suck them like a mad man. She said slow down, and told me to take off all my cloths. I did and my dick fully erect and very hard. She grabbed my dick and gave it a light kiss. She took my dick in her mouth and started to suck. I could not believe how much more fun this was than masturbation. She was sucking hard now and I was playing with her boobs and fingering her pussy. I told her that I am coming and she kept on sucking harder. I could not control anymore and dumped a huge load in her mouth. She sucked every drop of cum and then let my dick out. She asked how I did like it. I said it was very nice but wasn’t I supposed to come inside your pussy? She then told me to go down in her pussy and start sucking her pussy. I parted her legs and without delay I put my tongue inside the hole and started to lick. Pooja started to make all kinds of sound and kept messaging my dick and my balls. My penis got hard again. She then told me to get up and fuck her. She is now too excited and cannot wait any more. I was more than happy to oblige her and put my penis inside her wet pussy. It went all the way in easily and smoothly. I kept pumping her harder and harder. She was telling to go faster and yes fuck me, please fuck me hard. I could not believe my ears the words coming out of her mouth. In a short while I dumped another huge load of cum deep in her pussy. We lay in the bed naked for some time and I kept sucking and feeling her boobs. She told me that I did very well and I can tell that also from her face that she was fully satisfied. After this experience with pooja, she never ever looked at me or spoke to me again. I tried to seek her attention but never succeeded. It seems she had already forgotten and moved ahead with her daily life but I can’t forget it.