Fucked A Neighbor Kolkata Beauty
Hi. I am Rajasri( name changed). I am from Hyderabad, married, age 33, height 5.5 with an insatiable sexual desire. I had my fair share of sexual encounters with maids, girlfriends, and aunts. My seduction time period was as little as 1 week(my watchman’s wife) to as long as 2 years(my maid). This is my real sex story. One reason I never preferred hookers or prostitutes was that I was told by friends that they would get irritated and annoyed if we try to have actual intercourse with them for prolonged time periods like 1 hour or more. Enough of Gyan. I shall come to my latest sex episode and request all the readers to pardon me if there are any grammatical mistakes. This sex story is not a fantasy but a very real one and a bit longer one so please bear with me. Recently my wife gave birth to baby girl and I and my mother had to go my native place to take care of things and I had to come back leaving my mother as there was a marriage in relative’s house. When I was in my native for 1 week, my neighbor who was a Kolkata guy working as a software engineer, got married and I came to know about this only after I saw a beautiful lady coming out of his house when I was about to enter my flat coming back from vacation. I saw her from behind and thought “Good yaar, this bugger got a rasgulla”. She was in a saree, probably just took bath and was sending off her husband to the office and talking in Bangla and as soon as he entered the lift and closed the lift door and left, she turned towards her flat door smiling. Man, what a beautiful smile it was. It was not sexy nor seductive but just a beautiful smile. I felt someone hit the tip of my penis with a finger. Never did my penis react that way earlier. For the next few days, I was busy with my work and didn’t have a chance to see that beauty again as I used to come late at night. One night, I came home and removed my clothes and was just in underwear. I received a phone call and was talking and moved to a sitting room in the underwear. Since no one was at home, I didn’t worry much about what I was wearing. I was busy talking while sitting on the sofa and suddenly I felt a presence and raised my head. My sitting hall has a window which is directly facing the neighbor’s balcony that was attached to their kitchen. When I raised my head, I saw the Kolkata beauty observing me, in the dim light, and on being caught like that she ran into the house and in a hurry, few of her washed clothes slipped into the gap that was between our flat and their flat. A smile lit on my face and I thought another pussy was getting ready to be feasted on. The reason for my happiness was that I never tasted a north Indian pussy earlier. I thought its only been a few days of marriage and I would get a nearly fresh pussy which turned out to be wrong after she revealed that she lost her virginity before her marriage. Well, the next day was Sunday and my sleep was disturbed by the Bangla conversation. Husband and wife were trying to get their clothes out of the gap with a broom but the length of the broom was not enough. I said good morning to the husband and enquired what they were trying to do and he was trying to explain me about the clothes that fell into the gap. I thought who the hell gave this bugger a software job with such a butler English. I told them that I would help them out and bought a long steel rod that was lying unused in my flat and started taking out the clothes from my window. One of them was the lady’s panty that I held with my steel rod and handed it over to the couple. I could see the shy smile on the lady’s face when I was handing over the panty, and I thought “My god, god is so cruel. Look at the pair. A beauty married to this bugger who looks bad smells bad and talks bad”. After the work was done, the husband went inside the flat carrying the clothes and the lady followed him. I thought this fellow doesn’t even have the courtesy to say thank you. Just then his wife returned and handed over a sweet box and said thank you, with the same beautiful smile on her face. I fell in love with her smile and was imagining how sexy she would be when nude. Browse indiansexstories dot net for more arousing stories. It didn’t take many days for my wish to come true. That very Sunday there was a meeting in the apartment and in the discussion, the Kolkata guy informed to the watchman of the building that he would be leaving to Malaysia the next day and told him to take care of the grocery needs of his wife since she is new to the place.My joy knew no bounds. I was confident I will bang this beauty very shortly. After her husband left, I started coming to my flat early to use this chance. I put the window open and started roaming in underwear and sat in the sitting hall with the MacBook. I knew the lady would come at any time and be planning to have a conversation. It crossed 9:30 pm in the night and the lady is nowhere to be seen. Bored, I opened porn videos in my MacBook and started browsing the porn and was pressing my dick. Just then the light was switched on in their balcony and the lady was taking out the clothes from the washing machine. We both saw each other and she had a clear view of the tent in my underwear. She saw my tent and neither blinked her eye nor changed her gaze. She was sternly looking at my tent. I too put my laptop aside and widened my legs and gave her clear view of my bulge. She still didn’t move away.I got up, and with a single push brought my underwear to my knees. My dick sprang up like a cobra and only then she gasped, put her hand to her mouth and walked slowly backward still looking at my dick, and closed the door. I thought to start stage of mission accomplished and masturbated imagining all the things that unfolded. My next job was to converse with her in Bangla and started translating English to Bangla in google and repeated the statements in Bangla.