Hello, sexy Readers! I am Wasim, and I am 30. I am a professional writer and freelancer. I was in a long-distance relationship as my girlfriend worked in Delhi and missed some real action in bed. But my boring life took a turning point when a new sexy neighbour, Sunaina, moved into my apartment.
I still remember the day when I saw her for the first time. I was in my work routine when I noticed a commotion outside. Curiosity got the better of me, and I decided to take a peek. That’s when I saw Sunaina. She was a typical married Indian lady.
She loved draping in a saree, wearing mangalsutra, and applying bindi to her forehead. Sunaina was a woman in her early 40s. But her body was in perfect shape, with curves that could kill and would make any man weak in the knees. She had a body that most women half her age could only dream of.
Sunaina’s face was radiant, and her almond-shaped eyes sparkled with a certain allure that was hard to resist. I couldn’t help but notice how attractive Sunaina was! I would stare at her as she moved around, sweeping the corridor and doing her daily chores.
Her saree would often reveal a tantalizing glimpse of her beautiful cleavage. I found myself fantasizing about her, imagining what it would be like to touch her body. To feel her soft melons, to bury her face between her protruding ass and eat her sweet asshole.
I noticed Sunaina lived alone as her daughter lived away at boarding school. Her husband was a corporate slave who barely had time to come home and satisfy her in bed. I would see Sunaina in the mornings and exchange hellos and smiles.
But other than that, I didn’t interact with her much. One day, I saw Sunaina struggling to carry heavy groceries into her house. I knew this was when I could introduce myself and become friends with her. I couldn’t just let this opportunity slip away.
So, I rushed over and offered to help. Sunaina graciously accepted, and in no time, we started chatting. I called her Sunaina Bhabhi as she was almost 11-12 years older than me. Since then, I have started helping her with household chores. Before long, I found myself visiting her place every day.
Soon, we became close friends and would often sit and chat for hours on end. I got some or the other excuses and touched Sunaina’s private parts. To my surprise, I didn’t experience any resistance from her side, which only boosted my confidence.
It wasn’t long before I noticed how Sunaina looked at me. Her eyes had a certain hunger, a desire that I couldn’t ignore. One day, Sunaina confessed something to me while I was fixing her broken table, which was kept in the kitchen.
Sunaina – Wasim, I want to tell you something.
Me – What is it, Sunaina Bhabhi? (I asked while tightening the last screw.)
Sunaina – You know, I’ve been feeling very lonely lately. My husband is never home, and my daughter is away at boarding school. I’ve been thinking about… (she stopped saying, looking down at her hands)
Me – Bhabhi, don’t be shy. Please feel free to share with me.
I put down the screwdriver and looked at her.
Sunaina –I’ve been thinking about you, actually, about us.
Her voice was barely above a whisper. Sunaina’s voice was husky with desire. I could feel her breath on my neck, sending shivers down my spine. We were alone in her kitchen. The only sound was the soft hum of the refrigerator.
Her eyes were dark with lust, her lips slightly parted. I couldn’t help but stare at her cleavage, visible through the low-cut blouse she was wearing.
Me – Us? What do you mean, Bhabhi?
I asked, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew what Sunaina was implying, but wanted to hear her say it.
Sunaina – (She took a deep breath) I mean, I want to sleep with you. I’ve been jerking off at the thought of your young and muscular body. Wasim, I want to feel you inside me. I know it’s wrong, but I can’t help it.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Sunaina Bhabhi, the woman I had been fantasizing about for weeks, the woman I had wanted to fuck for so long, was telling me that she wanted me inside her! Sunaina Bhabhi was offering herself to me!
I couldn’t resist any longer. I pulled her close and locked lips with her. Sunaina Bhabhi responded eagerly, wrapping her arms around my neck. We both started kissing each other passionately, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths. I could feel my dick growing hard in my pants.
I ran my hands over Sunaina’s body, feeling her curves beneath her saree. I couldn’t believe it. Sunaina Bhabhi, the woman I’d been lusting after for months, was finally in my arms. Her lips were locked onto mine, and I could feel her body pressing against me.
Sunaina moaned as I ran my hands over her body, feeling the curves of her hips and the softness of her breasts. I could feel Sunaina’s nipples hardening through her blouse. I knew she wanted me as much as I wanted her. I broke the kiss and started undressing her.
My hands were trembling with excitement as I undid Sunaina’s saree, letting it fall on the ground. Sunaina was wearing a red blouse that clung to her curves. I removed her blouse, revealing her lacy bra that barely contained her big melons. I unhooked Sunaina’s bra and freed her melons.
Her breasts were full and firm, her nipples hard and pink. I couldn’t help but reach out and touch them, feeling their weight in my hands. Sunaina moaned as I tweaked her erect nipples, and I knew I had her right where I wanted her. I couldn’t resist any longer.
I leaned down and took one of her nipples in my mouth, sucking it gently as she moaned with pleasure. Sunaina’s eyes were filled with desire as she started undressing me. I continued to suck on her nipples, her hands exploring my body. I could feel her touch sending shivers down my spine.
My cock hardened in my pants. Sunaina pulled down my pants and underwear in one swift motion, freeing my erect dick. I stood before her, completely nude, my erect dick standing at attention. She looked at it with desire, her hand reaching to touch it.
Sunaina – Fuck Wasim, your tool is so big!
I groaned with pleasure. Sunaina started stroking it, her hand warm and soft. She then knelt before me and took my dick in her mouth, sucking it eagerly. I groaned as I felt her warm, wet mouth envelop me. Her tongue swirled around my shaft. I could feel her saliva coating my dick, making it wet and slippery.
Sunaina sucked on it for what felt like an eternity. Her mouth and tongue work their magic on my dick. I ran my fingers through her hair, guiding her as she sucked me deeper and deeper. I couldn’t take it any longer. I took out my dick from Sunaina’s mouth, which was glistening with her saliva.
I pulled her up and removed her panties, revealing her married pussy. Sunaina was a cleanliness freak. No doubt she had kept her pussy clean and shaved. I could see how wet Sunaina was. I couldn’t resist the urge to plunge my cock deep inside her.
I lifted her petticoat to her waist and inserted my Muslim dick deep inside her pussy in a single thrust. I thrust into Sunaina’s married pussy so deep and buried my dick to the hilt.
Me – Fuck, you are so tight! I love you, Bhabhi!
Sunaina – Oh Fuck, Wasim, I love you too! Fuck me harder, Wasim! Yes. Just fuck me harder!
Sunaina moaned with pleasure as she felt me fill her. Her pussy clenched around my cock. I started fucking her hard from behind in a standing position. Our nude bodies stuck together and moved in rhythm over the kitchen slab. Our moans and groans filled the kitchen.
I could feel her pussy tightening around my dick, her orgasm building up. I fucked her harder. My dick hits Sunaina’s G-spot with every single thrust.
Sunaina finally came, her pussy clenching around my dick as she moaned loudly. I could feel her juices flowing down my dick, making it even wetter.
I continued to fuck her, my orgasm building up. I could feel myself on the brink of climax as my balls tightened and were prepared to cum. I groaned as my Muslim dick twitched inside Sunaina’s married pussy with my love seeds!
I pulled out of Sunaina’s married pussy.
A trail of cum seeped out of her well-fucked pussy and ran down her ass crack. We both collapsed on the kitchen floor, our bodies slick with sweat and exhausted. I looked at Sunaina, her face flushed with pleasure. I knew I had found something special that I couldn’t let go of.
I had just fucked the woman of my dreams, and it was everything I had imagined.