Hello all. Wish you a very happy and prosperous new year. I am back with a new story. Do share your feedback at [email protected]. It’s a story I wrote thinking of my next-door Bhabhi. Read and enjoy.
Thank you, XIS, for posting my stories. Let’s begin.
I’m Kris. Recently I shifted to a new society in west Delhi. The location and the society were amazing, and it was close to my office as well. Even the neighbours were good. There was a family who looked like a very educated family—Husband Vicky, wife Deeksha, and 1 son Ishaan.
As the days passed, I realized that the family was not OK. I heard continuous fights and quarrels from the next door, and I was irritated. One day, I was working from home and was in a meeting. As usual, Vicky and Deeksha were fighting. The noise was so loud that I couldn’t concentrate and I had it that time.
Somehow, I finished the meeting and knocked on their door. I angrily asked them to lower their voice else I’d call the cops. That was the day I didn’t hear any noise. After a few days, I met them at the lift and apologized for yelling at them. They were polite and accepted my apology.
After some days, I saw them again, and they invited me for dinner and I agreed. We had a great dinner and chit-chat. While having dinner, I noticed Deeksha was not feeling comfortable. She was still smiling and trying to hide her real expressions. I understood and wanted to finish the dinner quickly.
I finished dinner and asked for a sink to wash my hands. Deeksha pointed towards the washroom. When she was pointing, I noticed some bruises on her hands. I understood that the situation was still the same, but I didn’t know why the noises were not coming.
I went inside, washed my hands, came back to the living room, said bye and left. The next day was my week off. I was at home and didn’t have much work. I was sitting and watching TV in my living area. I heard Vicky leaving the house, and while leaving, he said that he’d be late.
He asked Deeksha not to wait for him for dinner. Seeking the opportunity, I waited for an hour. At 11 am, I knocked at Deeksha’s door, and she opened it. She was alone there. She was in a yellow saree and yellow blouse. She had her hair tied and was looking very good. I asked if I could come in.
She nodded and let me in. I sat down, and she offered me coffee, which I accepted. While talking with her, I realized she was unhappy. I asked, “How did you get those bruises on your hands?” She dodged the question and asked, “What happened? Why are you here, Krishna ji?”
I told her that I was there to talk about her issues. I wanted to know if she was fine and happy. So, I requested her to tell me what happened, and if possible, I might be able to help her. She was reluctant and didn’t want to open up. But after some time she told me everything.
How Vicky beats her, how she tries to hide it, and how she feels helpless. I listened carefully and understood her problems. I tried to console her and asked her to be strong. She was crying, and I hugged her. She cried on my shoulder for a long time. I held her close to me and comforted her.
After some time, she said,
Deeksha: Krishna ji, can you please help me? I don’t know what to do.
Me: What do you want me to do?
Deeksha: Can you find out if my husband is cheating on me or not?
Me: Sure, But you know it’s not easy to find out if someone is cheating on you.
Deeksha: I know that. But I don’t have any other option.
Me: What are your suspicions?
Deeksha: He has been acting weird for a long time now.
Me: How?
Deeksha: He used to go out with his friends. But since last month, he has been going out every night and coming back late. He says he is working overtime, but I don’t believe him. And when he comes back, he is tired and doesn’t talk to me.
While saying all this, she was continuously crying. I felt bad for her so I tried to console her and I hugged her. She cried on my shoulder for a long time. I held her close to me and comforted her. I didn’t know what came inside her. While crying on my shoulders, she came closer and planted a soft kiss on my lips.
I didn’t say anything, and I also responded with a kiss. We kissed for 2-3 minutes. When she realized what she was doing, she broke the kiss immediately and said, “Krishna ji, thanks for your support, but please, you should leave now.”
I said, “OK,” and left. After this incident, I started to feel something different for her. I was feeling guilty for kissing her because she was just my neighbour. I didn’t want to ruin her life, and I had no right to kiss her. But I couldn’t stop thinking about her and her lips. I was feeling ashamed of myself for kissing her.
After a few days, I met her again in the lobby near the lift. We just exchanged smiles and left. I was feeling really confused. I didn’t know what to do and continued avoiding her. This continued for some days.
One day, I was in the lobby waiting for the lift to come. I saw her coming from the other side of the building. She was wearing a red top and blue jeans, she was looking hot. To avoid any awkwardness, I took the stairs to my floor.
As soon as I reached my floor, I saw her standing near my door. She smiled at me and asked What happened? Why are you avoiding me?
I was taken aback and didn’t know what to say.
Me: I am sorry, but I don’t know what to do.
Deeksha: Why are you feeling guilty? You didn’t kiss me forcefully. It was a moment, and we both used it and to be honest, I liked it. So don’t feel guilty, just be normal. I didn’t mind kissing you.
I felt a little relaxed and just nodded, smiled, and said sorry once again.
Me: I must admit I have never had such a beautiful kiss in my life. It was amazing.
She just smiled and blushed a little, bid me goodbye, and went inside her house.
In the night while I was having dinner, I noticed the sounds again from her house. I realized that the last couple of days, I was not home that much, and that’s why I didn’t know what was happening in her house. The fights were still there. But I didn’t want to interfere, so I left it as it was.
I went to my room and started reading a book. After a while, I heard the doorbell ringing. I was surprised because it was almost 10: 30 pm. So, who could be at this time? I got up from my bed, went to the door and opened it.
I saw Deeksha standing there. She looked tired and sad. I was surprised to see her at this time. She asked me to open the door and let her in. I opened the door and let her in. She came in and sat on the sofa. I went to my room and changed into a T-shirt and shorts.
I came back to the living room, where she was sitting on the sofa with her head down. “What happened?” I asked her. She looked at me with tears in her eyes, “I am so sorry for coming here this late.” I was worried
Me: Don’t worry, tell me what happened.
Deeksha: I am so sorry for disturbing you this late. My husband fought with me again and left the house, and I don’t know when he will be back. So I came here because I’m miserable and feeling lonely. I needed someone to talk to.
I was shocked to hear this. I sat next to her on the couch and put my arm around her. She leaned her head on my shoulder and started crying. I kept quiet and waited for her to calm down.
“I don’t know what to do,” she said. “My husband is a cheater, and I don’t know how to deal with it,” and continued crying. “He doesn’t love me anymore. He wants someone else, someone younger than me.” I didn’t know what to say, so I kept quiet and continued listening to her.
After a while, she calmed down and said, “Thank you for being there for me. I needed someone to talk to. I am sorry for bothering you. ” I said, “Don’t worry, I understand. If you need someone to talk to, you can always call me. “She said, “I will do that. Thank you again.”
After thanking me, she immediately hugged me. It was so tight that I slightly fell on the couch. She kept me hugging for some time. We both sat in the same position for some time. I, too, kept my hands on her back. It has been so long since I felt this kind of amazing feeling.
I was getting hard, and she, too, was feeling my hardness. She slowly let go of me and sat on the couch. I sat next to her. We were so close that our thighs were touching each other. We didn’t say anything for a while, but I could see her tears rolling down her cheeks.
I held her hand and kissed it gently. She looked at me with surprise and said, “What are you doing?” I said, ” I just want to make you feel better.” She said, “Thank you.” She held my hand tightly, and I held hers too. To console her, I said, “You are a very nice person and don’t worry, everything will be fine.”
I again held her and hugged her tightly. She kept her head over my chest and her hands over my hips. By this time, we both were comfortable with each other. I knew deep down that she liked me since the first day. I kept on hugging her and consoling her.
We were so close that I was able to feel her warm breath on my chest. She was sobbing, and she said, “I’m sorry.” I held her for a while, and then I said, ” It’s OK, and stop apologizing to me every second.” I held her head in my hands and made her look at me.
I kissed her on the forehead, and she looked at me with those big brown eyes of hers. She smiled and said, “Thank you.” She kissed me on the cheek, and then we hugged each other again. This time, it was even tighter than before. I could feel her boobs pressing against me and her hands wrapped around my waist.
She pulled back and looked at me. I could see her face was flushed, and she had a big smile on her face. “You know, I think I should go home now,” she said in a soft voice. “Why?” I asked with a little grin on my face. Before she could utter more words, I held her face and planted a soft kiss on her lips.
She didn’t say anything. Instead, she reciprocated with more passion and started sucking my lips and tongue hard. I couldn’t control myself any longer and pulled her towards me and started kissing her neck. She moaned softly, and then we kissed again.
Our tongues danced with each other, and our hands were all over each other. We kissed for a few minutes, and then I stopped and looked at her. She was breathing heavily, and her eyes were full of lust. I could see that she wanted more, but she was too shy to ask for it.
“Are you sure about this?” I asked her softly. “Yes, please.” She replied in a husky voice. I smiled and kissed her again. I moved my hands down to her ass and pulled her closer to me. She moaned as she felt my hard cock against her stomach.
I reached behind her back and unbuttoned her top, and her top fell on the floor. I reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Her beautiful breasts spilt out of the confines of her bra. They were firm and perky with pink nipples that were hard as rocks.
I bent down and took one of them in my mouth, sucking on it while massaging the other with my hand. She moaned loudly and ran her fingers through my hair. I switched to the other breast and gave it the same treatment. She was panting heavily now, her hands on my shoulders for support.
I pulled back and looked at her flushed face. Her eyes were full of lust and desire. I stood up and kissed her hard, my tongue invading her mouth. She responded by sucking on my tongue. While sucking her tongue, I unbuckled her belt. I unbuttoned her long skirt, which immediately fell to the ground.
Her white lacy panty was visible, which was completely wet with her juices.
I broke the kiss and knelt to remove her panty. I pulled it down slowly, revealing her smooth pussy. She had a thin strip of hair just above her pussy lips. She stepped out of the panty and stood there in front of me, completely naked.
I could see her pussy lips glistening with her juices. I kissed her thighs and moved my tongue to the centre of her pussy. She moaned as I licked her clit. “Oh, yes, lick me hard,” she moaned. I put my hands on her waist and pulled her closer to my face, pushing my tongue deep into her pussy hole.
She grabbed my head and pushed my face harder into her pussy. I could hear her moans getting louder and louder. “Oh, yes, yes, yes.” She screamed. I kept licking her pussy until she came. She collapsed on the couch, and I went next to her and lay down beside her.
She was breathing heavily, and I could see sweat on her body. I kissed her gently, and she responded by kissing me back. We kissed for a few minutes, and then she said, “I want you inside me now.” I smiled, got up from the couch and walked to the bedroom.
I removed my clothes and lay down on the bed. She joined me and straddled herself on top of me. She took my cock and guided it into her pussy. I felt her warm wetness envelop my cock as she lowered herself onto me. We both moaned as I entered her.
She started to ride me slowly at first, but then she started to pick up the pace. She was moaning, and I could feel her pussy clenching my cock. I reached up and grabbed her tits, squeezing them as she rode me. She leaned forward and kissed me passionately as she continued to ride me. I felt my orgasm building.
I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. She must have sensed it, too, because she suddenly stopped moving and said, “Cum inside me, cum inside me.” That was all I needed to hear. I exploded inside her. I could feel her pussy contracting around my cock as I filled her with my cum.
She collapsed on top of me, our bodies intertwined, and we stayed like that for several minutes, basking in the afterglow of our intense lovemaking. Finally, we separated, and I rolled over onto my side, pulling her close to me. We lay there, our bodies pressed together, and I could feel her heart beating against my chest.
“That was amazing, and it’s the best fuck I had in a long time,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “It was,” I replied, “but we should probably get some sleep.”
She nodded in agreement, and we both closed our eyes. I felt her body relax against mine, and I could feel the tension leaving my own body as well. We lay there for a while longer, just enjoying the feeling of being close to each other.
I felt her hand move down to my cock, which was still semi-erect. She wrapped her fingers around it and began to stroke it gently. “I can’t believe how hard you are till now,” she said, “even after all that.” I chuckled softly.
“I guess you are making me harder,” I said. She laughed and then leaned over to kiss me again. It was a long, slow kiss, full of passion and desire and full of saliva. Our tongues danced together as we explored each other’s mouths with our lips and tongues.
I could feel her hand still stroking my cock, and I knew that soon, I would be ready to go again. As we continued to kiss, I felt her hand slip lower, and I knew what she was doing. She was teasing me, playing with my balls and rubbing my perineum.
I groaned as she continued to touch me, and I could feel myself getting harder and harder. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I broke the kiss and pulled her on top of me. “Fuck me,” I whispered, “fuck me now.”
“Are you sure?” she asked, her eyes were filled with lust. “Yes,” I replied, “I want you to fuck me hard.” She didn’t need any more encouragement. She straddled my hips and reached down to guide my cock into her pussy.
I felt the head of my cock slide inside her tight opening, and then she slowly lowered herself onto me. I could feel her pussy gripping my cock as she slid down. I knew that this was going to be one of the best fucks of my life.
She began to ride me, her hips moving back and forth, her pussy sliding up and down my shaft. I reached up and grabbed her ass, pulling her closer to me. She moaned softly as I squeezed her ass cheeks. I could tell that she was enjoying this as much as I was.
I started thrusting up into her, my cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy. She was moaning louder now, and I could feel her pussy clenching around my cock as she got closer to orgasm. I reached up and grabbed her tits, squeezing them hard as I continued to fuck her.
She cried out in pleasure as I pinched her nipples, and she started fucking me harder. I could feel her pussy tightening around my cock as she came, and I let out a moan of my own as I felt her juices coating my cock. I pulled out of her and moved up to kiss her.
Our tongues tangled together as we shared the taste of our mixed fluids. She broke the kiss and looked me in the eye. “Thank you,” she said, “that was amazing.”
“No, thank you,” I replied, “you were incredible.” We lay there for a moment, catching our breath.
After 20 minutes, she stood, smiled and bit my lips again and gave a small soft kiss on my dick, and said, “I’ll be leaving now. We’ll meet soon. Thank you! I’m feeling amazing now.” She left for her house.
I lay there thinking about what had happened, and I couldn’t help but smile. I had never experienced anything like that before, and I knew that I wanted more.
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Adios.