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Andheri Neighbour Tanya Dragged Me In For Filthy Afternoon Chudai

Andheri Neighbour Tanya Dragged Me In For Filthy Afternoon Chudai

8 min readHinglish Sex Stories

I still remember that Sunday in Andheri West like it was yesterday. Working IT job left me bored most weekends until this hinglish mumbai sex story unfolded right in my building. I am Karan, twenty eight, living alone in a one bhk on the fourth floor. Gym three times a week keeps me decent, not some filmy hero body but good enough. Tanya stayed two floors above, mid twenties, always in those short tops that showed her waist. We used to just nod in the lift. That day the lift stopped, doors opened late, and she stood there wiping sweat from her neck with the end of her dupatta. Humidity was killing everyone.

She looked at me longer than usual and said arrey Karan bhai lift itna slow kyu hai aaj. I laughed and said yaar electricity ka problem hoga. Her eyes dropped to my shorts for half a second then came back up. She pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and said maine chai banayi hai thodi zyada ho gayi. Upar aa ja na fifteen minutes ke liye. I should have said no but my mouth said theek hai aa raha hoon.

Inside Her Cramped Flat

Her place smelled of cardamom and something fried. She poured chai in steel glasses and sat opposite me on the sofa with her legs folded. Her shorts rode high on thick thighs. No bra under that loose top, nipples poked when the fan swung our way. She asked about work and I mumbled something about clients and late nights. Suddenly she stretched and the top lifted showing soft belly roll and navel. My lund twitched hard inside the shorts. She noticed and smirked. Karan tu bilkul seedha baitha hai jaise school boy. Aaj thoda free ho ja.

I sipped chai to hide the flush. She got up, took my glass without asking and kept it on the kitchen platform. Then she stood between my knees, hands on my shoulders, and said dekh main shadi shuda nahi hoon, boyfriend bhi last month dump kar gaya. Akele rehti hoon. Aur aaj tu yahan baitha hai hard hoke. Main feel kar rahi hoon. I put my hands on her hips without thinking. Skin was warm and slightly damp. She bent and kissed me messy, tongue first, tasting of elaichi. I pulled her down so she straddled me. Those heavy boobs pressed my chest. I squeezed them hard through the cloth. She moaned straight into my mouth and said haan zor se dabao dono. Ye dudd kafi soft hain lekin zdya tight bhi.

I yanked the top over her head. Big brown nipples already pointed. I sucked left one while pinching the right. She ground her panty covered chut on my cock bulge. Cloth of my shorts got wet with her leak. She stood, dragged me to the bedroom which was just a bed and a cooler. Curtains already drawn. She pushed me on the bed and pulled my shorts and underwear down in one go. My lund sprang out thick and veined. She stared and said madarchod itna mota. Maine socha average hoga. Phir she went on her knees right there on the floor and licked from balls to tip. Saliva dripped. She took half in her mouth and tried to push more. Gag sound came but she stayed. Hands pumped the leftover base. I held her hair bun and pushed a bit deeper. She looked up watery eyed but did not stop. spit ran down on her chest while she kept sucking with that wet noisy sound.

After five minutes I pulled her up because I was close. She wiped mouth with back of hand and said ab meri bari. Shorts and panty came off. Her chut was clean shaved except thin strip, lips puffy and shiny. I made her lie back, spread those thighs, and licked long slow strokes. She tasted salty sweet. Clit was swollen. I sucked it while two fingers went inside. Tight walls squeezed. She yelled gaand maar diya tune madhya se. Aur hathon se zor se, do aur ungliyan daal. I added third finger and finger fucked her fast while tongue stayed on clit. Her thighs shook and she came first time with a long mevva type moan, liquid on my chin.

Bed Frame Started Banging Hard

I climbed over, spit on my lund, and rubbed head on her opening. She locked legs behind me and said ab dheere se mat, dheere se nahi. Seedha andar ghusaa. I pushed. Head popped in then shaft followed. Her chut gripped like wet fist. Full length buried. I started pounding like I was angry. Mattress springs screamed. Bed frame hit wall again and again. She scratched my back and kept saying haan chud tela saale. Aise hi pehle. Maar mere ko. Sweat mixed between us. Boobs bounced under my chest. I bit her shoulder while hosing her with deep strokes. One of her hands went between us and rubbed her own clit. Second orgasm hit her and her walls fluttered so hard I almost blew. I pulled out just in time, flipped her on all fours.

Doggy is the real thing with Tanya. That round brown gaand up high, chut dripping. I slapped both cheeks red then slammed back inside. Hands on her waist I pulled her body onto my lund every thrust. Wet slap slap sound filled the room. She radioed breathlessly bol rahi thi aur deep. Pet me tak feel ho raha. I reached under and rubbed clit with two fingers while fucking. She came third time pushing back hard and almost collapsed. I kept her hips up with one arm and did not stop. Her voice went hoarse saying ab jhad de andar. Main pill peeti hoon. Safe hai. That broke whatever control I had. Few more brutal thrusts and I unloaded deep, pulse after pulse of garm cum flooding her. We stayed locked like that till both stopped twitching.

We lay side ways sticky. Cooler hummed. After ten minutes she started stroking my half soft lund again. Kaisi bake hui hai tu yahan baith ke connectors type bol rahi thi. Maine kaha thoda paani peeta hoon. She got up naked, Bring water bottle, drank half and poured rest on my cock. Then licked it clean of our mixed juices. Licked balls, licked the base. Within minutes I was rock again. She climbed on top reverse, facing my feet, and sank down. Her gaand cheeks spread and mistreated my view of my lund disappearing inside. She rode slow at first then bounced hard. Hands on my thighs for balance. I slapped her bouncing gaand left right. Fingers wet from her cream. One finger I pressed on her tight brown hole. She moaned loud and said haan thoda finger daal wahan. Maine socha baad me full lungi but aaj pehle ye. I worked one finger in her ass while she rode cock. Double penetration feeling made her scream out neighbour swear words. She came again squirting a little over my hips.

Second Load And The Messy Finish

I sat up, kept her on my lap reverse, and bounced her myself holding tits from behind. Nipples between fingers. She turned head and we kissed sloppy. Then she got off, lay on stomach and said ab upar se maar jaise animals marte hain. I climbed, sank into her soaked chut from behind, full body weight. Fast short strokes. Bed was half wet by now. She buried face in pillow and made muffled animal noises. My balls tightened. I pulled out, turned her face, and stroked. She opened mouth and took the head just as I shot the second load. Thick ropes hit tongue, cheek, one streak on forehead. She swallowed what landed inside and wiped the rest with fingers then licked the fingers too. Looking at me with messy face she said next week same time aana. Kal se office only. Sunday mera pe nikalna baaki hai.

I cleaned with her old t shirt, found clothes, and left when evening azaan was playing somewhere outside. Legs weak in the stairwell. My shorts stuck because leftover cum dried. Next days at work I could not sit properly without thinking of her chut grip. She messaged Thursday saying supermarket se condoms bhi le aana ab se double foam wale. Ablaut main Lana. So yeah that humid Andheri afternoon turned permanent. Whenever courtyard light flares on during nights I look up at fourth floor and know Tanya is probably walking around naked thinking of next Sunday. We still do it raw most times. Sometimes she begs for gaand too and I give her one finger first then slow lund entry while she screams into the pillow. Building sounds cover it. Humidity covers the smell. My idle weekends are finished forever.

Last time she cooked poha and then fed me one bite before shoving my face between her legs again. She is greedy. I am greedy. The lift still stops slow between our floors and every ride we share feels like loading gun. One day somebody will catch us half naked in that corridor but till then bed frame will keep hitting the wall and my lund will keep drilling that warm Mumbai chut till both of us cannot walk straight. That is how it stays.

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