I want to share about the sexual encounter that I had last year. I hope you like my story. My name is Ayush, and I’m from Gurugram. I work for a software giant. I’m a 42-year-old married man having 2 kids.
I had to move to Bangalore for work, but my family lived in Gurugram. Since I had to stay alone, I rented a single-room house with a kitchen and balcony. This house is on the 3rd floor. On the same floor, a 2 BHK house is next to my room where a Muslim family was staying. We both shared a common balcony.
Since I was new to the city, I hardly had anyone to talk to. I used to work from home, and I used to keep myself busy with work. I didn’t get any chance to interact with the people around me as I mostly remained indoors. Although I arranged alternatives for everything, I was missing sex very badly.
One day, I met my neighbour Abdul, and we exchanged pleasantries. He is in his mid-30s, runs a provision store, and stays with his wife. They got married two years back. Abdul told me he’s busy all day and comes home only for lunch and at night. After that, we met a couple of times and got acquainted well.
Though I saw Abdul many times, I didn’t get the opportunity to see his wife. She used to be indoors. On one occasion, I saw Abdul coming from outside with his wife when I was going out. She is in her late 20s and was in her burqa. She stood around 5.10”.
I thought Abdul would introduce me to her but didn’t. While leaving, I made eye contact with his wife, who looked pretty attractive. Abdul’s wife looked sexy in her burqa and was the only woman I could see in my daily life.
But I wondered if I’ll ever get to see her body and if she could be my window for sexual liberation. Days went on, my relationship with Abdul improved, and we felt comfortable. I saw Abdul’s wife a couple of times in the burqa only. But had no luck talking to her.
One day, I was working from home and at around 11:30 a.m. I heard someone knocking on the door. I opened the door and saw a beautiful woman panicking. The woman introduced herself as my neighbour, i.e., Abdul’s wife.
She informed me that there were sparks from the main board, and the power went off in her house. She asked me to come and have a look. I was thrilled to see her outside her burqa for the first time. She has a gorgeous face with luscious lips and a voluptuous milky white body.
After entering the house, I checked the main. I told her that the fuse got burnt and needed to be replaced. She requested me to do it as her husband won’t come till afternoon. I didn’t have a second thought about it and repaired it.
As she thanked me and checked the lights and fans, I thoroughly scanned her body. She wore a half sleeve kameez which gave a good view of her sweaty armpits and 36-inch tits and the butt cracks. Abdul’s wife is the sexiest woman I have come across.
I asked her name, and she replied, “Nasreen.” I told her to let me know if she needed any help, and I left. After coming to my room, I couldn’t help but masturbate wildly. Nasreen entered the erotic layers of my brain, and she became my fantasy.
Her sweaty armpits, big bust, round ass and juicy lips kept flashing in mind, and I shagged, again and again, that day. After that day, we spoke on different occasions in Abdul’s absence. We became good friends given that I worked from home and she was alone all day.
I made Nasreen comfortable, and she stopped wearing a burqa around me. Although we had an age gap, we enjoyed each other’s company. We started meeting almost every day in the evening after Abdul’s departure. Our bond tightened, and we talked about everything under the sun, including sex.
Upon asking, Nasreen said that Abdul only likes her body, treats her like a sex slave, and wants to have 3 kids with her. Nasreen said that he fucks her like a wild animal and forces her to have sex though she doesn’t enjoy sex with him. She said that she wants to be treated like a human and likes to be pampered.
I shared my feelings, too, saying I didn’t have a satisfied sex life. I was missing sex very badly as I was staying alone. I also mentioned that it is very difficult to live without sex for long, especially if you are married. Nasreen understood where I was going and what I was expecting.
She became my fantasy and sex object. I jerked on her a million times as I got the chance to observe her assets closely every day. I lusted for every part of her body day and night.
During our conversations, I learned that next week was her birthday. So, I told her that I wanted to gift her something. So, we waited for Abdul to leave. Around 11 a.m. I went to Nasreen’s house. She opened the door, and she was dressed in a half-sleeved, body-hugging rose colour kameez and white salwar.
She looked ravishing in that outfit, giving her assets a good view. It fueled my sexual urge and forced me to act that day. After entering inside, I hugged her and wished her, which she didn’t expect but didn’t resist. Nasreen was delighted as someone outside her family cared for her and gifted her something.
I gave her the gift and told her that there was a dress inside the gift. I asked her to wear it. I told her to call me after she wore it and I left. She agreed. I gifted her a short sleeveless gown, confident that she wouldn’t resist as it was her birthday.
I waited with bated breath for how she would react and what would happen. After a few anxious moments, I got a call from Nasreen asking me to come. So, I rushed to her house. I felt glad that she understood my frustration and cooperated.
I opened the door and went inside. Nasreen asked me to come inside her bedroom. I locked the door and went into her bedroom. Voila! she looked ultra-hot in that dress. The short gown exposed most of her assets.
Seeing her milky body in the short gown, I got an instant erection. The bulge was visible from the pants. Nasreen saw my huge rod and understood what was going on in our minds, and there was nothing left for us to do but fuck. Wasting no time, I quickly went and hugged her tightly and planted a kiss on her lips.
She, too, responded to the kiss. I held her head in my hands and kissed her passionately for a few moments. I pulled her towards me by grabbing her ass. Our tongues were busy playing. I started to stroke my penis on her.
Then I pinned her to the wall and started kissing her cheeks and neck while she rolled her hands on my back. Then I quickly removed the gown, and she was in her bra and panty. Her breasts were trying to break free from the bra. I removed my shirt and pant and pounced on her melons.
I unhooked the bra, and her milky white knockers with cherry-coloured nipples came into my hands. I sucked them one after another as my life depended on them. I got rewarded with a soft moan. As the kissing and licking of her tits increased, so did her moans.
I put her pink nipples inside my mouth and rolled my tongue over her areola. Nasreen started growling as I bit and pinched her nipples. I raised her arms and started to sniff and lick her armpits. She kept her underarms clean shaven. Her body’s scent blended with deodorant gave a crazy aroma.
I raised her arms and licked both the armpits until I sucked every drop of her sweat. My saliva was all over her armpits. Slowly I moved to her hip and kissed her deep navel. I drilled my tongue inside her navel and licked all the corners of her belly. Then I carried her and put her on the bed.
I put the fingers of her foot in my mouth and licked her foot. Nasreen stared at me in shock as she understood how desperate I was to fuck her. I kissed all over her legs and thighs. Her thighs were pretty athletic, and I enjoyed kissing them thoroughly. I then separated her legs and brought down the pink panty.
I inhaled the smell of her panties and threw them down. I stretched her legs wide open, and there was a clean-shaved, wet white pussy. I immediately drowned my tongue inside her vagina and started to lick. As I drank the juices flowing out of her vagina, Nasreen wailed in pleasure.
She coiled her legs around my head as I was fully immersed in licking and sucking her vagina. I put my finger inside her cunt and pushed forward and outward, for which she made a wild howling sound. I felt liquid flowing outside, so I drank all the juices from there.
I removed my underwear, made Nasreen sit, and handed over my manhood into her hands. She played with it with her hands and tried to give it a handjob. I then guided my dick to her lips. I ran over my member on luscious lips while she kissed it.
She wasn’t ready to take my penis inside her mouth. So, I put my dick in between her boobs and stroked. The feeling was awesome. My rock-hard willy on her soft juicy boobs.
Finally, I decided to give Nasreen her due. I brought my junior near her cunt and played with it outside the entrance. She immediately guided it into her cunt. The hole was warm and wide. I was on top of her as I started giving wild strokes. For every blow, I benefited with a groaning sound.
While I was pumping, I raised her arms, sniffed her armpits, and put her mammaries in my mouth. I ran my tongue on her nipples which gave me ecstasy. After a few mighty strokes, I deposited my semen inside her. Both of us screamed with pleasure.
The fact that I had sex outside my marriage and with a younger woman gave me immense pleasure. My satisfaction had no bounds as I lived my fantasy and fucked the damsel I lusted for. I realized the joy of fucking a woman younger than you gives a different level of satisfaction.
In the end, I kissed her lips and we both lay in each other’s arms. Her legs were looped on my back. We remained naked for a few minutes. After a few moments, I withdrew my dick from her cunt and got dressed.
Nasreen, too got up to dress. I thanked her for understanding and satisfying my sexual urge. I quickly hurried as Abdul was expected.
After that day, we became more comfortable and behaved like buddies and had encounters whenever time permitted. I vacated the house after a few months. The project was completed, and I moved back to Gurugram. To date, Nasreen remained my finest sexual partner.