So yaar this whole mess happened two weeks back and I still wake up sticky thinking about it. This is my nagpur apartment sex story and I aint polishing it clean because that aint how it went down. I am Amit, twenty nine, do night shifts at a small logistics office and keep a two bhk near the market side. Alone most days. Next flat has this girl Riya who shifted in three months back. Around twenty five. Nice heavy chest that pushes against whatever kurti she wears and an ass that fills jeans proper when she climbs the stairs. We only nodded till that Sunday.
When Riya Showed Up After Dark
Evening around seven I was in baniyan and old shorts feet up with the tv noise when the bell rang. Opened and there she stands holding a dead mobile and looking a bit irritated. She said bhaiya sorry to disturb but my charger pin bent and phone almost dead can I charge quick here. I said haan no problem aaja. She stepped in smelling of some cheap floral soap and wearing a thin green top that stuck to her boobs because of the heat plus black shorts that stopped high enough to show thick thighs. I plugged her phone near the sofa and offered water. She sat and pulled one leg up so the shorts climbed even more and I saw the soft inner skin. I pretended to watch the match replay but my eyes kept dropping. She caught me once and just smiled small no scolding.
Power was flickering that night like always in our area and after ten minutes the ac cut for a bit. Room got warm quick. She said bahut garmi hai and fanned herself with her hand which made those boobs bounce under the top. I brought two small glasses of the cheap whisky I keep for self. She hesitated half second then took it. After two sips her cheeks went pink and she started talking faster about how boring the new job felt and how her roommate back in the old city used to keep things lively. I told her this side is quiet at least no family members walking in. She laughed and her knee bumped my thigh. Left it there. I put my hand slow on that knee and she did not pull away. Just looked at me with those dark eyes half curious half hungry already.
I slid the hand higher under the shorts edge and found warm soft flesh. She said amit what are you doing but her voice cracked soft not angry. I squeezed once and she opened the leg more. That was enough signal. I pulled her toward me on the sofa and kissed hard tasting the whisky on her tongue. She kissed back messy like she had been waiting weeks. My free hand went straight under the top and found no bra just heavy warm tit with a thick nipple already stiff. I pinched it and she moaned into my mouth loud enough to hear over the tv. I tugged the top off completely. Those boobs spilled out full and slightly hanging with dark wide areolas. Perfect desi handfuls. I sucked one nipple rough while thumbing the other and she arched pushing more into my face.
Clothes Hit the Floor Fast
I yanked her shorts and chaddi down together. Her pussy was already shiny wet with a thin strip of black hair above and the lips puffy. Smell hit me strong and clean-musky. I fingered the slit and two fingers sank easy she was that soaked. She said maa chud gayi kitna geela and bit her lip. I pushed her down so her head drooped off the sofa arm and shoved my shorts off. My lund was fully hard thick and veiny leaking at the tip. She stared and then grabbed it with both hands stroking clumsy but eager. I stood and fed it into her open mouth. She gagged once then started sucking with spit running down her chin. I held her hair and face fucked her slow at first then deeper till her throat bulged. Tears came at corners of eyes but she kept taking it gripping my thighs. After a few minutes I pulled out shiny with spit and flipped her onto all fours on the sofa cushion.
She stuck that round ass back. Full cheeks with a small mole on the left. I slapped both sides hard leaving red prints and she yelped then pushed back more. I rubbed the head up and down her wet slit then rammed inside in one go. Tight hot walls gripped me and she cried out saala bada hai dheere. I did not go dheere. I held her hips and pounded like I wanted to break the sofa. Each thrust made her heavy boobs swing forward and slap together. Sweat already coating both of us from the heat. Her cunt made wet filthy sounds every time I bottomed out. I reached under and rubbed her clit rough while fucking and she started shaking legs almost giving out. She said main aa rahi hoon mat rukna and then she came hard clenching so tight I almost lost it early. Juices ran down my balls.
I kept slamming through her orgasm till she was babbling nonsense. Pulled out flipped her onto her back legs pushed wide to her chest and pushed back in deep. This angle let me watch her face twist. Eyes rolled a bit mouth open tongue out. I spat on her tits and rubbed it around while hammering. She scraped my back with nails and said harder aur zor se chod. Floor fan was the only cool air and it did shit all. Our skins stuck together wet. After long minutes of that I felt the load building so I pulled out and stroked fast painting thick white ropes across her stomach and those heavy tits. Some landed on her chin. She wiped a finger through it and tasted without me asking then grinned tired.
We sat breathing heavy for maybe two minutes. She looked at my half soft cock still shiny and said abhi khatam nahi hua na. I laughed and said give five minutes and concrete proof you will remember tomorrow. She went to bathroom cleaned a bit came back naked still and knelt between my legs on the sofa. Took me back in her mouth softer this time cleaning the leftover cum and getting me hard again slow. Her tongue worked the underside well for someone who looked shy before. Once I was steel again she climbed on facing me and sank down. Slow at first feeling every inch fill her. Then she started bouncing properly using those thick thighs. Her ass slapped my lap loud. I sucked her bouncing nipples and gripped the cheeks spreading them so she took me deeper. She rode like that for long till sweat dripped from her chin onto my chest.
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I stood up still inside her holding her ass and walked us to the bedroom. Laid her on the bed and fucked missionary hard again leaving the bed frame knocking the wall. At some point I made her hold her own ankles open and just pounded till her voice went hoarse. Then doggy again this time on the floor mattress edge so I could stand and really drill down. Spanks kept landing. I told her she was my toilet tonight and she just moaned han chodo jitna marzi. Second time I wanted inside so I slammed deep and unloaded straight into her cunt feeling the pulses fill her. When I pulled out white cream leaked slow down her thigh. She reached back and scooped some pushing it back in finger like she did not want waste.
We rested only long enough to drink water from the bottle near bed. Then she got on top reverse cowgirl and I watched that ass bounce while she ground down. Reached around rubbing clit again till she came Naveli shaking and dripping more onto my stomach. I flipped her and went for round three slower but deeper grinding. By then her pussy was swollen red and extra wet from all the earlier loads and juices. She could barely talk just kept saying marjaani and holding the pillow. I finished that one on her tongue she swallowed most coughing only once. After that we both dropped. Lights off fan on full. Her head on my chest smelling of sex and sweat.
Sometime past midnight she woke me by stroking me hard again. Whispered one more and I took her side ways spoon style lifting one leg. Slow long strokes this time almost half asleep but still dirty. My hand stayed on her clit the whole time. She came quieter then I filled her again. Morning around five she got up collected clothes from living room and got dressed shaky. Before leaving she said next time call me when you free and kissed my jaw. Door clicked shut. I lay there smelling the sheets and felt emptied proper. Body still sticky. Cock sore in the best way. That flat has never felt the same since because every room corner has her smell memory stuck to it. I smoked half a pack after she left just staring at the ceiling replaying each thrust.
Still see her sometimes on the stairs now. She gives that small knowing smile and walks slower so the ass moves more. We have not timed another full night yet because shifts clash but the tension sits thick between us. Whenever I rub one out I think first of how she looked with spit and cum mixed on those heavy tits or how her cunt gripped when she finished. Pure animal shit no romance just need and heat in a room that barely cooled. If she knocks again with any half excuse I already know the shorts will hit floor before the second sentence finishes. And I will wreck her just as hard all over again till the neighbours probably start hearing the bed again.
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