Fucked My Hot And Sexy Neighbour
Hi everyone, I am Karthik, 26 years old from Bangalore. I work as a senior software Engineer in a product-based organization. This story is about a real incident where I fucked my hot, sexy and busty neighbour. So, we were neighbors in Noida. They have been staying next to us for around 6 years. It was a family of 3. An old couple and their 29-year-old daughter, Dipali. Dipali is an assistant professor in an Engineering college. Dipali is a beautiful and sexy woman. She is 5.6 feet tall, has a fair complexion, big 34D-sized boobs and a hot figure to go with that. No wonder a lot of her students have a crush on her. Dipali and her family used to visit our place sometimes during the festivals. I personally never interacted a lot with Dipali for a couple of reasons. One, she was older than me and two, I believed she was way out of my league. She is a bombshell and so sexy. She often used to take her college van from in front of our home in the morning and after viewing her in those sexy sarees, I will not lie, I used to fantasize about her a lot. Given a chance, not only me, any guy would love to have her in their bed. I used to follow her on Instagram and her pictures always turned me on. From February 2022, Dipali had started travelling by public transport. One day while she was walking to the auto stand, I was leaving for my office as well on my bike. I knew where my hot neighbour worked and I asked her if I could drop her at some point. Her college was around 12 km from our place and we had a common travel route of about 7 km and from there, I needed to take a diversion. Dipali, hesitant at first, agreed to get a lift from me. I started to drop Dipali every alternate day from then on (I had to go to the office only 3 times a week as my workplace was following a hybrid model of work from home). Sometimes I even used to pick her up in the evening at the same point if our timings matched. This went on for around 4-5 months. Travelling together so often, we started knowing about each other quite well. We also talked about our relationship and I learnt that she did have a boyfriend and I was single. It was not a surprise for me, as such a good-looking woman would obviously have a boyfriend. But we did develop a good friendship between us and sometimes we used to chat on WhatsApp. We even started discussing sex-related topics but we never sexted. I used to tell her she looked hot whenever I found her in sexy attire. She used to smile and nod and didn’t mind that. But as she was in a relationship, I never crossed my line, nor did she. Moreover, she was just being friendly with me. So one day, on a weekend, there was a wedding in our neighbour’s family. My parents and Dipali’s family went to the wedding. My parents asked me if I would come. But I was not interested in going and hence, I stayed at home. I started watching a TV series while at home alone. After watching for a while, I felt hungry as it was lunch time. Just as I was about to order food online, I received a call from Dipali. The conversation went something like this: Dipali: Where are you, Karthik? Are you at the wedding? Me: No, I did not go to the wedding. I am resting at home. How is the wedding there? Dipali: Ohh, you did not go as well? I am here, at home too. Did you have lunch? Me: No, I was about to order now. To this, my sexy neighbour said that her mom had cooked for her and she was about to have it. She invited me over for lunch instead of ordering online. I went to her door and knocked on it. She opened the door. She was wearing a tight grey-colored full sleeved t-shirt of woolen material and black jeans below that. Her boobs were stuck to the t-shirt and looked huge. To be honest, that was dick raising. She also had left her hair open (she usually ties it up). In short, she looked gorgeous in spite of being at home. I went in and we talked for about 5 minutes. And then we had lunch together. After having lunch, we watched television. After a while, Dipali suddenly took a cigarette pack out of her purse, lit a cigarette and started smoking. I was surprised for a moment, as I didn’t know Dipali smoked. But to be honest, for some reason she looked really hot while she was smoking. I was lost in her beauty and sexy body. Instead of watching television, I kept staring at Dipali’s body, especially her boobs, without realizing I could get caught staring. For a moment, Dipali noticed me staring at her boobs and I took my eyes away quickly. It got awkward. Dipali got up and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Dipali then came back and sat right next to me this time. She lit another cigarette to smoke and muted the television’s volume. She turned around, looked at me and asked me, Dipali: Karthik, what were you looking at? (I was blank, didn’t know what to answer. I felt really embarrassed.) Me: Dipali.. That was not intentional. I am sorry for making this awkward. Dipali: Not intentional? You do realize right that this is not the first time I’ve caught you staring at my boobs? Me: What? No… I mean… That was unintentional too…. (I really did not have a come back). Moreover, Dipali was speaking authoritatively. I got scared for a moment by her voice. I thought that was it. My friendship with Dipali is over. But I don’t know what went into my dumb head then. I started telling her, Me: Dipali… Look.. I am sorry. But you are really beautiful. And you know how sexy you are. How can someone not look at you? I didn’t do anything else, right? Like I have never touched you in a wrong way. Have I done that? But Dipali… I’m still sorry and… I was still speaking and suddenly, Dipali took my hand and placed it on one of her boobs. She said, Dipali: Fuck me… I was hugely shocked. I wasn’t able to digest this. Me: Dipali… What? Dipali: You heard it right. FUCK ME right now.