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Indore Neighbour Anjali Lost Control Once Her Husband Left Town

Indore Neighbour Anjali Lost Control Once Her Husband Left Town

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I still get hard thinking about that humid Indore night yaar. Power kept dipping and my old building fan was useless. I was just sitting in banian and shorts scrolling phone when someone banged the door hard. I opened and saw Anjali from the flat next to mine standing there in a thin cotton nighty that stuck to her heavy chest because of the sweat. This whole hinglish neighbour sex story started right there with no fancy build up.

She looked irritated and said sameer bhai fuse uda gaya mere side ka and light bilkul nahi aa raha. Main akele hun ghar pe and fridge bhi band ho jayega. Can you check na please. Her husband Rakesh was off for some sales trip again so she was home alone like always these days. I grabbed my small torch and screwdriver and followed her. The moment I stepped into her flat the smell of her cheap body spray mixed with hot skin hit me.

Her nighty had ridden up a bit while she walked and I saw the bottom curve of her gaand. Thick thighs rubbing. She bent over the fuse box in the kitchen corner and that cloth stretched tight across her bums. I pretended to look at the wires but my lund was already thickening. After five minutes of jumper work the light came back. She smiled big and said thank you yaar aap bahut kaam ke ho. Rakesh never does any of this. Stay for chai na it’s too hot to sleep yet.

I should have gone back. Instead I sat on her sofa. She brought two glasses of cold lemon water and sat close enough that her bare thigh pressed mine. Conversation started normal. How work is boring. How Rakesh travels too much. Then she asked directly you look at me sometimes when we cross in the corridor na. I see your eyes. Main bataun main bhi dekhti hun. Her hand rested on my knee and stayed there. I put my glass down and slid fingers under the edge of her nighty. She didn’t stop me.

Kitchen Light Still On When Hands Went Under

She stood up sudden and locked the main door. Then came back and climbed on my lap facing me. Nightly was so thin I could feel her bare chut heat through my shorts. She rolled her hips slow and said touch properly na dar mat. I pulled the straps down. Her boobs spilled out heavy and dark nipple already tight. I sucked one hard while squeezing the other. She moaned low and pushed my head tighter. Salt on her skin tasted good.

I stood up carrying her and put her on the dining table. Nightly came off complete. No panty underneath. Her chut was already wet and shaven except a small strip. I dropped to my knees and licked straight up the middle. She grabbed my hair and said haan aise hi choos saala. I pushed two fingers inside while tongue worked her clit. She was loud. Neighbour kitchen wall is thin but neither of us cared. Juice ran down my chin. After she shook once I stood and pulled my shorts down. Lund slapped against her thigh thick and leaking.

She stared and said bahut bada hai yeh. Rakesh ka itna nahi. I rubbed the head up and down her slit then pushed in slow. Tight hot and gripping. She hissed and locked ankles behind my back. I started fucking her steady on that table. Plates rattled. Her boobs bounced hard. I grabbed her waist and went deeper. Each thrust made wet sound. She kept saying pel zor se sameer aur andar. I did exactly that. Table edge dug into her gaand but she only pulled me harder.

I pulled out before finishing and flipped her. She bent over the table chest flat. I spat on her hole and drove back in from behind. One hand on her shoulder one smacking her ass. Red marks came quick. She reached back and spread her own cheeks so I could watch lund disappear. Heat of the room made both of us drip sweat. Hair stuck to her neck. I reached under and rubbed her clit while slamming. She came again clenching so hard I almost lost it. I held still deep inside till the wave passed.

Bedroom Floor Was Cooler So We Moved

She dragged me to the bedroom still dripping. AC was dead from earlier cut so we opened the window a crack even though the colony dogs barked. She pushed me on the bed and climbed over face first to my lund. Her mouth was wet and greedy. She took half then more gagging a little but stayed. Spit ran down my balls. I held her hair and fucked her face slow. She looked up with watery eyes and loved it. After a minute she pulled off gasping and said ab gaand bhi le lo aaj full mood hai.

I had her on all fours. I licked her tight hole first then pushed the head against it. She pushed back herself. Slow stretch till I was buried. She cursed in pure Hindi under her breath and told me move. I fucked her ass with long strokes. One hand reached around working her soaked chut. The mix of holes and her dirty mouth made me throb. She started shaking again and I couldn’t hold. I pulled out and painted her lower back and open gaand with thick ropes. She stayed like that panting.

We lay two minutes then she wiped with her own nighty and climbed on reverse. She sat down on my half hard lund and started riding to wake it full again. Looking at her gaand bounce and stretched hole was filthy. I sat up and bit her shoulder while she rode. Second round went longer. I flipped her missionary and folded her legs back so knees nearly touched shoulders. Deep angle. Her eyes rolled. She kept repeating mat nikaal andar hi chod. I ignored safe anything and pumped till I filled her chut. Cum leaked out around my still twitching lund when I finally pulled free.

She scooped some on two fingers and tasted it then fed me the rest. Nasty and perfect. We drank more water from the bottle by the bed. Her thighs glistened. I sucked her nipples again just because they were there. She laughed tired and said kal subah Rakesh ka flight late hai so if you want morning bhi mil sakta hai. I slapped her thigh light and said I’ll bring chai next time myself.

Dawn Almost Broke Before I Left

Third round started slower. She stroked me back hard with oily hands from the coconut bottle she scraped off the shelf. Then she lay on her side and I entered from behind spoon style. Lazy deep thrusts. Hand on her heavy breast the whole time. She reached back and scratched my hip. When she came that time it was quiet but long. I followed soon after dumping another load inside. Room smelled of sex and sweat thick.

I got up around four something. She walked me to the door naked and kissed my neck once. No love words. Just next time fuse ke bina bhi aana. I slipped back to my flat half hard again. Shower was cold and still I stroked one last weak shot thinking of her stretched holes. Next corridor meeting she just smiled normal like nothing and asked about the weather. But that night she opened her door again two days later wearing only a padlocked quiet look. We didn’t even pretend about fuses after that. Just raw relentless use of every hole whenever Rakesh vanished for work. My lund still twitches when the power dips even now.

Indore summers stay brutal and those thin walls never told anyone. Anjali still lives next door. Sometimes she texts only one word aaja when the building goes quiet. I go. She spreads. We ruin the sheets again. No big talks. Just hard filthy fucking the way both of us need it.

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