This desi midnight sex story still makes my lund jump whenever the memory hits. I am Rajeev twenty eight living in a small two room flat in Lucknow near Hazaratganj side. Work in a phone shop whole day selling mobiles and coming back tired most nights. That Wednesday I stayed back for stock counting and left around eleven thirty. Road was almost empty only few dogs and one old rickshaw. I climbed the stairs because lift was stuck again like always in that old building.
On the second floor landing Nandini bhabhi was standing outside her door in a thin nighty. I knew her face from before when she came down for gas cylinder or something. Husband works in some factory night duty often so she stays alone many times. She looked stretched and restless hair open and that nighty sticking to her thick boobs and hips. She saw me and said arre Rajeev beta you so late today I need help inside something is wrong with the geyser switch. Her voice was low and sticky.
I said ok bhabhi let me see and followed her in. Flat smelled of some cheap perfume and leftover sabzi. Door closed behind us and she bolted it slow. The switch looked fine when I checked but she came close from behind and her hand pressed flat on my stomach then slid down brazen over my pant. She said your body looks tense beta I also tension full tonight husband not coming till morning and this lonely feeling is too much. I turned and her face was already red she pulled the nighty strap down so one heavy boob jumped free dark nipple stiff.
First Touch In The Dim Hall
I grabbed that boob hard and squeezed. She moaned soft and pushed her chest into my palm. No slow romance shit just need. I bent and sucked the nipple like a hungry kid her hands already opening my belt. Pant fell and my lund sprang out thick and dark already leaking. She held it with both hands and said isse itna bada rakhte ho chhupake and then dropped to her knees right there on the floor matt. Her mouth opened wide and she took the head inside hot and wet tongue swirling under the glans. Spit ran down the shaft while she bobbed head fast like she had practised on someone before.
I held her hair and pushed deeper till she gagged but she did not pull back. She palmed my balls and massaged them while sucking harder cheeks hollow. After few minutes she stood up popped the other strap and the nighty pooled at her feet. Completely naked thick thighs heavy ass and a dark thicker bush above her chut that was already shiny. She said come bedroom no one will disturb and pulled me by the lund like a leash.
Bed was unmade. She climbed on all fours first and looked back over shoulder. I spat on my fingers and rubbed her chut from behind two fingers pushing in easy because she was dripping already. She pushed back on them and said jyada der mat laga seedha daal. I lined up and rammed the full length in one go. Her chut was hot tight and gripping like it wanted to milk me already. I started pounding fast hips slapping her soft gaand the sound loud in the quiet flat.
She was talking dirty without stop feels so full beta your lund is splitting me husband wala chhota padta hai iske aage. I reached under and pinched both nipples while fucking harder. Sweat started on my back. After some hard thrusts I pulled out flipped her onto her back and pushed her thick legs up onto my shoulders. Her chut looked stretched and red. I slammed back in and watched my shiny lund disappear again and again. Her boobs bounced heavy with every thrust. She scratched my arms and kept saying aur tez aur tez mat rukna.
When She Took Control On Top
I was getting close so I slowed and rolled us over. She sat up on my lund facing me and started riding like she owned the thing. Circling hips then bouncing hard her wetness dripping down onto my stomach. Both hands on my chest for balance she leaned forward so those massive boobs hung in my face. I sucked one then the other leaving wet marks. Her chut squeezed in waves each time she dropped down fully. She said I wanted this lund from the day I saw you carrying water cans in banian only. Filthy talk mixed with husky breathing.
She came first body shaking thighs clamping and a loud stretched moan that she muffled against her own forearm. Her juices made everything slippery. I was not done. I flipped her again onto stomach pulled her hips up and pushed back inside that flooded chut. This angle let me go deeper. One hand on her shoulder one grip on her hip I hammered without mercy the wet slapping filled the room. She kept pushing back meeting every stroke talking in broken mix of hindi and english give more seed muje chahiye tumhara pani andar tak.
I felt balls tighten ready and asked where. She said andar hi dal sara. That made me thrust three more heavy times and unload thick ropes deep in her chut. Pulsing and filling till some of it leaked out around my shaft when I slowed. I stayed buried a minute feeling her walls flutter then pulled out slow. White cum mixed with her wetness slipped down her thighs onto the sheet. She reached back and scooped some with two fingers and licked it clean looking straight at me.
Second Round Against The Wall
We rested maybe ten minutes only drinking water from the bottle beside bed. My lund was half hard again just from watching her wipe between legs with the corner of the sheet. She noticed and laughed low said young blood finishes quick but rises quick also. Then she stood pulled me up and dragged me to the wall near the window. Curtain was half open night air cool on skin. She faced the wall hands flat above her head and stuck her gaand out. I spat again rub my now hard lund between her ass cheeks then lower and pushed into her still creamy chut from behind standing.
This round was slower deeper grinding. I reached around and rubbed her clit with two rough fingers while pumping. She pushed her forehead to the wall and swore under breath saala pagal kar diya tune. I bit her shoulder lightly left a mark and kept the rhythm steady. After a good stretch of this I pulled out and told her to kneel. She dropped fast turned and opened mouth. I stroked the wet shiny lund twice and painted her tongue lips and chin with the second load. She swallowed what landed inside then used finger to push the rest in and swallowed that too.
We moved back to bed sticky and breathing hard. She lit a cigarette even though I never saw her smoke before and offered me a drag. Between puffs she told me husband returns early tomorrow so next chance might take weeks. Then her hand found my soft lund again and started stroking slow like she refused to let the night die. Within minutes I was full stiff third time. She climbed over in reverse cowgirl facing my feet and sank down again that used chut taking every inch smooth. She bounced while I watched her wide gaand jiggle and occasionally spanked one cheek pink.
I sat up halfway grabbed her waist and helped slam her down harder. She reached between her own legs and rubbed clit fast until she shook through another orgasm clenching around me so tight it almost hurt good. That grip pulled my third load right out of me weaker but still filling her again. She stayed sitting on me till the last twitch then slowly lifted off and collapsed sideways on the mattress.
Almost three in the morning by then. Outside a dog barked far and a scooter passed. She wiped us both with a towel from the almirah then lay half on top of me one heavy thigh over my hips. No soft words just sated quiet. After a bit she said you should go before the milkman starts or the woman next door wakes for pooja. I dressed slow legs a bit shaky from all the pumping. At the door she stood naked still and gave my lund one last squeeze through the pant saying do not wash the smell too quick so you remember.
I climbed down to my flat unlocked and fell on my own bed smelling of her perfume sweat and sex. Next day at the shop my legs still felt loose and every time a customer asked for a glass screen I almost smiled stupid remembering how her chut gripped me. Two nights later she sent the building boy with a message that geyser still needs check when free. I waited till proper late and went again. That second visit she kept the lights off completely and made me fuck her gaand first slow then hard after oil from kitchen. She took it better than most women I had before screaming into pillow when I bottomed out. After that we found rhythm whenever husband shift went long. Sometimes quick standing fuck in her kitchen while milk boiled sometimes full hour on bed spreading her open under the ceiling fan.
I never told any friend the real details only that some bhabhi in building is pure fire. Every time I walk past her floor now my lund remembers the exact heat and the way she talked dirty without shame. Lucknow nights stay hot but that first midnight when she bolted the door and dropped for me stays strongest. Body still wants another round even months later when I stroke thinking of her thick thighs shaking and that hungry mouth cleaning every drop.
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