This is my true encounter with an Indian neighbour.
I left my condo unit for work one morning and as I reached the lobby area I saw a woman about to start her morning jog. What caught my eye was how amazing her ass looked in her yoga pants. As she was bending down for her stretches I could see how juicy her ass was. As I walked by her I had to take a peek at who she was, I turned around and manage to get a glimpse of the front and saw her big rack supported by a sports bra and her loose training singlet. She looked indian almost Arabian looking with her sand like Tan skin. She looked about mod to late 20s and was beautiful with light curly black/brown hair. I think I may have stared too long as she caught me looking but instead she gave me a friendly smile which I returned and walked on.
As I reached the nearby bus stop I saw her jogging toward me. As she got closer I could see her huge breasts just jump up and down which was a delight to watch. As she went by me I kept staring at her ass till she faded into the background…
It had been a couple of days since I last saw my neighbour and I had almost completely forgotten about her until on my way to work I saw her again.
I had a meeting later one morning and so my usual leaving time was delayed and I had booked a grab car to take me to the meeting. I made my way to the entrance of my condo where I saw her. This time she wasn’t dressed in her jogging gear but it seemed that she was off to work. She looked amazing in black skirt which stopped just above her knees, a red blouse where you could see her large breasts pop out and black stilettos which showed off her nice legs. She too appeared to be waiting for a ride.
She saw me and smiled, her face looked even more beautiful as she smiled. I decided to make small talk with her since we were both waiting.
I learnt that her name was Sasha and she worked as a pharmaceutical salesperson. She was indeed Indian, from the north of India She did reveal on some disheartening news for me however and that she was married for 5 months and had just recently moved to this condo with her husband.
Soon after her cab had arrived as we said farewell to each other. As like before I just stared at her beautifully formed ass as she got into the cab to drive off.
As weeks went by I managed to see Sasha quite often prior to me leaving my condo, and as usual she was always about to set off on her morning jog. She looked more and more beautiful by the day. She had a damn sexy body thanks to her fitness habits. As usual we exchanged a smile and some pleasantries. I would always stare at her beautiful ass as she jogged by. I would be caught in a daze thinking of getting my face buried in between those ass cheeks.
One Saturday evening I was ready to head out with my friends for a night of shenanigans when by chance I bumped into Sasha at the entrance of our Condo building. She looked amazing wearing a skin tight short black dress with black high heels. She was showing off a bit of her cleavage. Her wavy hair was down and she had makeup done up with red lipstick.
I approached her to say hello but instead found her flustered and quite upset. I was concerned and asked her if everything was ok.
“I was meant to meet my friends for drinks tonight but they just cancelled last minute, after I made this effort to get ready and now all for waste”
Upon hearing this I had an idea. I was going to ditch my friends to spend time with Sasha.
Me: don’t worry how about me and you go out for a few drinks then ?
S: hmmm no it ok, I don’t think that’s right. besides arn’t you going somewhere ?
Me: no no it’s not important for me to go. I rather hang out with you.
She was still hesitant.
Me: Aww cmon, you’ve made an effort to get dressed and you look beautiful, what’s the worst that could happen?
S: ok fine sure we can go out for a few drinks. I’m not doing anything anyways.
With that we made arrangements to head out to a nice bar.
At the bar Sasha was a bit shy, it was clear her conscience was telling her it was wrong to be out with a guy alone when she was married. However after a few drinks she began to open up and talk more. From her talk it was clear Sasha was unhappy with her marriage. I Guess the alcohol made her lose any filters she had. She had mentioned she was forced to marry an older man despite her being only 28 and that despite her husband being a successful businessman she really didn’t care much for him. She mentioned that he was controlling and would always ask where she would go out. This night however he was away on a weekend business trip which was why she had organised a night with her friends.
As the night progressed Sasha became more and more friendlier. We were sitting quite close to one another in a round table. With the alcohol in her, Sasha made some light touches as she spoke to me, even managed to grab my hand. I got bold and returned the touches to which she never rejected.
I got bolder still and went in closer to her and placed a cheeky kiss on her shoulder. She never objected but let out a giggle and placed her hand on my lap. I decided to try my luck and as her head was turned to the other side I planted a kiss on her cheek which was a bit of a shock to her as she gasped “hey you naughty boy”. I was grinning and to my surprise she returned a kiss on my cheek. Soon however Sasha revealed her intent to head back home.
“Hey it’s getting late and I think I should be heading home, I don’t often stay out this late”
I was quite disappointed but had to agree with her and so I booked us both a grab to take us back to our condo.
Once in the grab a tipsy Sasha rested her head against my shoulder. I really wanted this hot indian bitch, her looks, what she was wearing and how she smelt was too much to handle. I placed my hand on her thigh and whispered “I wish we could continue this night longer, just want to be with you”. She gazed at me and I suddenly planted a kiss on her lips. She was taken back a bit but soon opened up and we were frenching with tongue. Sasha was an excellent kisser and used her tongue well. I used my hand to navigate around her thigh area trying to feel up her dress but she resisted and said “hey no don’t do that, it’s not right” upon hearing that I stopped.
Our car has reached our destination and we got exited the car and walked to the lift door. I was already hard as a rock when I decided to go in for another kiss which Sasha reciprocated. I gently pushed her against the wall and sucked on her neck and made my way down to her cleavage and gently kissed the surface of her breasts. Sasha was letting our small pants of pleasure when she asked me to come to her apartment…
We got out of the lift and Sasha wanted to remain discreet and asked to be quiet but it was past midnight and the neighbours were asleep. As Sasha was opening the door I grabbed her waist from behind and gently kissed her neck while slowly grinding against her ass. Sasha let out a slight moan and struggled with the door till she managed to get it opened.
Sasha returned to passionately kissing me and motioned me to her sofa. She hit the sofa laying flat and I made my way above her, kissing her whilst gently sliding my hand up and down her thighs. I then focussed my kissing to her chest, I repeatedly kissed and licked in between her cleavage to her liking.
Soon Sasha got up and turned around and asked me to unzip her dress. Quite eagerly I got up and as I slowly unzipped her dress I would kiss her beautiful caramel coloured back. Eventually as her dress fell to the ground, Sasha stood before in what I could say a glorious sight. She was in a marching black bra and panties. I embraced her in a Long passionate kiss before pushing her to the sofa. I slowly unclasped her bra revealing her beautiful big breasts. I slowly teased her by gently licking her nipples which looked like Hersey kisses. Sasha pleasured by my licking moaned and gasped. I then made my way down south slowly teasing her by feeling her smooth brown skin till I reached her panties. I took a hearty sniff and it smelt great and intoxicating. May I? I asked. Sasha in between her pants gave me permission and I slid her panties off slowly to her ankles. Her pussy was a beautiful sight. Perfectly shaved, plump and just begging to be eaten. I gave it one lick which Sasha enjoyed and moaned but then her phone buzzed….
Taken from her social media.
…It was Sasha’s husband on the line. She panicked and immediately stood up. She was completely naked except for her high heels. She nervously picked up the call and started talking to her husband. She had a guilty look on her face as she yammered away. I wasn’t sure if her husband could sense her nervousness on the phone.
I too stood up out from the sofa and cuddled her from behind and began kissing her neck. I then groped both her breasts which led her to let out a gentle moan, scared that her husband might find out, Sasha awkwardly tried to shake me off but instead got too aroused. I turned Sasha around and began sucking on her nipples. She was intent on finishing her call but her husband kept talking. I then gently pushed her back on the couch, spread her legs open and got on my knees next to her and began to do what I intended. I started with a slow lick of her pussy then picked up the pace. Her pussy got wet real quick and so I inserted a finger in. Sasha’s breathing got deeper and deeper, she also accidentally let out a few moans. Her husband must have asked since she said that she wasn’t feeling to well. Her pussy tasted really nice and smelt great. I inserted my tongue deep into her pussy pussy as she grabbed the hair on the back of my head and started rocking her hips back and forth….
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