Hello all, I am Kartik Ashar, 28 years old. I used to write stories here. I am back after a brief hiatus. Those who don’t know me, I was brought up in Alberta, Canada. Been living in Mumbai for a couple of years now.
I am sorry that this story is long and detailed because it is a true incident. I hope you all can bear with me.
I live alone on the 5th floor of my building. It was really difficult to get an apartment as a bachelor. The family living on the 4th floor had an advocate, Dilip. He helped me get approval from the housing society.
Dilip was in his late 40s, lived with his wife Asha (in her mid-40s), and a daughter- Disha, who was finishing the last year of her college.
I did not think much about Asha or Disha. I was in an online relationship with Brunda, so I had no interest in other women. After my breakup, however, I began thinking sexually about Asha. One of the reasons I masturbated to Asha was that she reminded me of my favorite actress Katheryn Winnick, albeit as a brunette!
I had considered Disha as my younger sister so I had no sexual feelings towards her.
Asha, as I mentioned, was in her mid-40s. She was a modern rich Indian housewife, medium built, fairly dusky, had her hair colored golden brown and was in the habit of wearing expensive modern jewelry even at home. She was addicted to travelling and online shopping.
I never made a move towards my neighbour’s wife, considering how difficult it was for me to get this apartment. I was content with masturbating thinking about her.
All was well in Asha’s marriage until the lockdown was enforced. Travel was shut and our society enacted a rule, stating that only essential things like medicines, milk, etc. can be brought into the society via delivery boys. So, my neighbour’s wife could neither travel nor shop online. This began to affect her marriage as Dilip and Asha began fighting quite frequently.
As I lived on the floor above them, I could hear them fighting at times when they screamed at each other. Asha mostly ranted about how her life was boring and Dilip was no fun. Dilip accused her of over-spending and being a spoilt brat. None of them paid any attention to how their fights were affecting Disha.
One day Disha came crying to my flat and said that her father had moved out and gone to live with his parents who lived in Mumbai too. I went to Asha’s flat with Disha. Asha was drunk and not in her senses. It was 4 pm!
I asked Disha to go to her bedroom. She paid no heed to me and kept on crying looking at her mother. I took Disha’s phone and checked her contacts. I called the number of a girl named Prachi who was in Disha’s favorites list- assuming she would be her best friend.
I and Disha waited till Prachi arrived. I asked Prachi to take Disha to her place. Once Disha left, it was just me and Asha in the flat. All this while, Asha just kept muttering something to herself, unaware of what was happening around her.
I helped Asha move to her bed and she fell asleep soon. I sat on the chair next to the bed and called Dilip. He asked me to look after her for now, but he had no interest in seeing her for a while.
I called Disha and lied to her that her mother was alright but she should stay at Prachi’s place for a couple of days. I did not want Disha to see her mother wasted like this again.
I don’t know when I fell asleep. I woke up with the sound of Asha puking in the washroom. She came out of the washroom. I knew it was not the right time to think of my neighbour’s wife sexually but her coming out of the washroom in a knee-length pink maxi was too arousing for me! It seemed she was over her hangover.
It was past 1 am. She sat on the bed near me and hugged me tightly, crying on my shoulders. She was worried for Disha above everything. I assured her that she was at her friend’s place. Just as we were talking, the bedroom door opened and Dilip walked in. Neither of us heard Dilip open the main door with house keys and get in.
Seeing Asha hugging me in her pink maxi gave him the wrong idea and he boiled with anger. He grabbed my shirt and began shaking me roughly. I tried to calm him down to my best ability but he did not listen to me. Asha tried to break us off but Dilip pushed her away, calling her a slut.
This triggered a seething rage in Asha. She slapped Dilip twice on his cheeks. She then grabbed my face and forcefully kissed me on the lips. Asha turned to Dilip and screamed at him saying, “Yes! Kartik was about to fuck me and he will fuck me everyday from tonight.”
Dilip grabbed my hand and started dragging me to the door to throw me out of his house. Asha grabbed me and got me free from Dilip’s grasp. She asked Dilip to leave right then. Disgusted, Dilip spat on Asha’s face and stormed out of the house.
After he left, Asha broke down. She grabbed a pillow and cried and wailed. I was still frozen, not sure what to do. I couldn’t possibly leave my neighbour’s wife alone in this situation. I walked back to the bedroom.
Asha saw me coming in and tried to stop crying. I sat next to her and placed my hand on hers. She withdrew her hand quickly and asked me to leave her alone. This was the last thing I wanted to do. Not only did I really wanna be with her, but her 5-seconds kiss had given me a boner and I really did not wish to leave her side.
I again placed my hand on her, this time on her shoulders. I turned her face towards me and kissed her cheeks, sucking her tears. Asha resisted very faintly. I took her hand and placed it on my boxers. She felt my boner and did not move her hand away from there.
I put my lips on hers. It was a bit difficult to kiss her as she was still crying slightly. I sucked her tongue and her lower lip. My neighbour’s wife grabbed my hair and tried to insert more of her tongue in my mouth.
I placed my palms on my neighbour’s wife’s breasts. Her 36C breasts were only a bit saggy. I lowered the straps of her pink maxi. She had no bra inside. Her boobs stood firm for her age. She had dark brown nipples which complemented her fair-dusky complexion perfectly.
I removed Asha’s maxi completely and made her stand at the side of the bed to see her fully naked body. I removed my t-shirt. I pressed her breasts. She bit my lips and tongue once or twice in excitement! I continued pressing her breasts with my left hand while I guided my right hand to her navel and inserted one finger in her navel.
“Aaahhhh..”
That was the first moan from Asha and it turned me on like anything! She couldn’t stop herself from kissing me. Every time I tried to break the kiss, she would pull me back! She put her hand inside my boxers, to my groin and started fondling my dick, which was now almost fully erect.
We kissed for nearly 10 more minutes while taking short breaks only to catch up our breaths and feel each others’ body. Then I pulled down and got rid of my boxers. Asha immediately went on her knees.
My neighbour’s wife licked my thighs and played with my balls before taking my dick in her mouth. While blowing my dick, she had her eyes fixed on mine. I started playing with her hair, often pushing her head from back to make my penis penetrate deeper into her mouth.
Asha switched between blowjob and boob-job from time to time and it was really difficult for me to not orgasm! When I thought that I won’t be able to hold on anymore, I stopped Asha midway. I grabbed and tugged at her hair, signaling her to stand up. She stood up slowly, licking my body as she came up.
Being 6’2 in height, I was much taller than Asha so she could hardly reach my neck with her mouth. I picked Asha up in my arms and roamed around the house while we kissed each other. I did not want Asha to feel I was taking advantage of her so I wanted to be as loving and respectful as I could be that night.
Back in the bedroom, I gently lay Asha down on the bed and climbed over her. My dick was touching her knees. I lay my body over hers and began sucking her nipples. I licked the whole of her breasts while I sucked and squeezed her nipples. She kept on moaning.
I moved down to her navel and kissed it. As soon as I put my tongue out and it touched her navel, my neighbour’s wife sprang up in excitement. I squeezed her nipples with my fingers as I sucked her navel.
Asha spread her legs and pushed my head down, wanting me to suck the hell out of her pussy. Asha’s pussy was dripping wet with her juices. I spread her pussy lips with my fingers and began licking her inner thighs. I reached her outer pussy lips but did not lick insert my tongue inside.
This teasing made Asha crazy and she wrapped her legs around my neck, abusing me and forcing me to insert my tongue insider her clit. I liked this desperate move from her. I parted her pussy lips with my fingers and took her whole pussy in my mouth. I started sucking and eating it.
Asha moaned and pushed my face deeper into her hole. I let my hands travel upwards on her body and they were back working on Asha’s nipples.
After a few minutes of licking and sucking, Asha tried to close her legs, perhaps she was very close to her first orgasm of the night. I, however, did not let Asha close her legs.
I began sucking more vigorously, penetrating her pussy as much as I can with my tongue. Within a few minutes, Asha screamed “Aaahahhhhhh” and a gush of cum hit my face. It was so strong and so heavy; it entered my nose, mouth covering every inch of my face. It felt as if she had squirted quite heavily, although it was not squirting.
Asha gasped for breath as the orgasm was very intense. I tried to lick the cum around my lips. I went up to her and tried kissing her but Asha playfully pushed me away. She did not wish to taste her own cum. So I wiped my face with a towel and got back on the bed.
I had not yet cummed and my dick still stood erect. However, I wanted this to be Asha’s night and seeing her exhausted and relaxed, I did not wish to force her for intercourse. I tried once by sleeping next to her and rubbing my erect dick on her pussy. But Asha gave no response as she was in some deep thinking, staring at the ceiling.
I gave up the idea of penetrative sex for that night and just hugged her tightly. This broke Asha’s trance and she apologized to me for getting lost in her thoughts. She tried to rub my dick with her hand but I stopped her and kissing her forehead, told her it’s alright for the night, we can rest now.
Asha smiled and hugged me. I looked at the clock. It was almost 3 am. Within no time, Asha fell asleep in my arms. I too slept by hugging her.
That’s it, folks. I hope you all liked the incident. It is true, but of course, you are entitled to your opinion.
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