Hi guys, this is Sam from Goa, back with another story. It would be a long story, so I will split it into two parts.
I recently moved to my new apartment in Bambolim, which is around 5 km from our capital city of Panjim. It is a small complex with 10 flats. Most of the people residing there are native Goans. Since it is a small complex, there are no cameras or security guards.
I am self-employed and carry out my business activities from my apartment, and I also do crypto trading in the evening. As a result, I always have a busy schedule during the week. I usually finish all my work by 3-4 pm and head to the gym so I can start my trading by 6:30 pm.
On a fine day, while returning from the gym, I met my next-door neighbor for the first time. Oh man! As soon as I saw her, I was charmed by her hot beauty. She had a perfectly toned body with straightened hair. I guess her stats were 32-30-36, and she might be around 35-40 years old. She was dressed in a white kurti and red leggings. Her kurti was a little bit tight, which flaunted her body stats.
I greeted her with a gentle smile.
Me: Hi, I am Sam… and I live on the third floor.
She: Hey there, I am Sandhya… and I also live on the third floor… so, we are next-door neighbors.
(Hearing this, I was very happy but also thinking how foolish I was not to know that such a hot beauty was living next door to me. I was thinking how great it would be to have her on the bed, but I realized she was wearing a mangalsutra, which means she was married. But I still thought about trying out my luck.)
Me: Oh great, good to know… but I always return home from the gym around this time… and this is the first time we met.
Sandhya: Oh, ok. I usually reach home around 5:30, but I went grocery shopping today, so there was a delay.
Me: Oh, weekend shopping, I guess.
Sandhya: Yes, I am off for the weekend. So, I am going to chill.
Me: I see. Good for you. By the way, where do you work?
Sandhya: I work as a UDC in the Revenue Department. What do you do?
Me: That’s great. I have my business, but I also do crypto trading in the evening.
Sandhya: Whoa, that’s great. So, you are a money man, huh?
Me: (I laughed a bit) Not really, but one day for sure.
I realized I was getting late for my trading, but I was reluctant to let go of her, so I thought of asking for her number, which she willingly gave. I was a little surprised, but also happy at the same time. I took her leave and went home.
Immediately after going home, I jerked off, thinking about her, showered, and started my trading. But my mind was still on her; I wanted to suck her juicy melons and wanted to smack her sexy ass. But I realized she was married, and I should not be having such thoughts about her, so I started concentrating on my trading.
I had a pretty awful trading session and 3 back-to-back losses, so I decided to close for the day. I took a beer from the fridge and decided to watch porn to cool off. It was almost 8:30 pm, and my phone rang. To my surprise, it was Sandhya. I quickly answered the call.
Me: What’s up, madam?
Sandhya: Not much. Do you want to join me for dinner? I am cooking chicken xacuti.
I was very happy to hear that and quickly replied.
Me: Of course, I haven’t cooked anything yet. Do you want any help? I am free anyway.
Sandhya: Why not? Come over quickly.
Me: Ok, I will be there in 5 minutes.
And we disconnected the call.
Now I started to get weird thoughts in my mind. Why is she inviting me for dinner? Is her husband not home? And what about her kids? I thought maybe luck was favoring me, and she was alone at home. So, I quickly changed my clothes and went straight to her home.
I rang the doorbell, and my sexy neighbor opened the door. As soon as she opened the door, I was shocked to see her in a black crop top and black sports shorts. She was wearing a black bra, and her bra straps were visible outside her top.
I was stunned, looking at her; she looked like a sexy goddess, her cleavage clearly visible. Her shorts were barely covering her full ass. She saw me staring at her. So, I quickly came to my senses and complimented her looks.
Me: You are looking like a patola (I said, giving a naughty smile).
She blushed a little bit on her lower lip and invited me into her apartment.
Her apartment was completely neat and clean and was decorated pretty well. She asked me if I would like to have anything to drink.
“Beer would be great,” I said jokingly.
She paused for a second and replied, “Oh, beer… I don’t have any.”
Me: You don’t like to drink?
Sandhya: I do, but drinking alone is boring… so, I didn’t buy any.
Me: Oh, you stay alone? What about your husband and kids?
Sandhya: Aree, my hubby works in Qatar, and my son went to my in-laws’ place for the weekend.
I was so happy to hear this. Just imagine, guys… me, a super horny dude, and my sexy hot neighbor all alone for the weekend. I thought this was my opportunity, but wait… this is just our first meeting, and I can’t rush, so I decided to take it slow. I thought a few beers might be a good start, so I asked casually…
Me: You have company now. Would you like to drink today?
Sandhya: I would love to. Can you grab some from the store?
Me: Sure. Which one do you want to drink?
Sandhya: I drink Kingfisher strong usually. Which one do you drink?
Me: Nice taste, ha. I, too, love it.
Saying this, I went out to bring the booze. She also told me to bring some slices of bread.
I came back in 15 minutes with 10 cans of beer and a pack of cigarettes, just in case. She was shocked to see me and said, “Patrav, why so many? I can barely finish 2 cans.” (Patrav is a common word in Goa to greet an adult man.)
Me: Don’t worry, madam… we have a full weekend to drink.
She smiled a little, and we both went to the kitchen. I quickly put 2 beers in the deep freezer and the remaining ones in the normal section. And grabbed one each for us.
We started drinking, and I also started to help her with the cooking. We were also chatting about our day-to-day life. And after a few minutes of chatting and drinking, she started to open up about her life. She has been married for almost 15 years now, and her son is 12 years old.
Her husband was working in Qatar even before the marriage and is still working there, but he never took her and the kid to Qatar because of the high cost of living. So, she has been living alone for the last 15 years, and he visits 1-2 times a year for a short vacation.
I realized how lonely and sex-starved she would be, and if I can get the opportunity, it could be of great benefit for both of us. I can lick her pussy, kiss her damn juicy boobs, and her navel too. This gave me a little bit of courage, and I decided to go ahead with my plan of making her completely mine tonight.
By this time, our dinner was almost ready, and we had also finished our first beer can. So, I asked, “Madam, want one more?”
Sandhya: Ya, sure… but let’s wait until the chicken is cooked.
Me: As you wish, madam.
After 10 minutes, our food was ready. We decided to sit in her study room (as it had AC and a small couch, which was enough to accommodate both of us).
We started to chat, and she was asking me about my trading journey and whether I was in profit or still losing money.
I replied in a low tone, “No profit, no loss so far… but I am anxiously waiting to be profitable.”
Sandhya: Good… at least you are not losing any money.
Me: I have been trading for the last 2 years and am still not profitable. Sometimes I feel like quitting it, but it has huge potential, so I am waiting for my time.
Sandhya: Don’t worry… you will be profitable one day… and when you make too much money, give me some, okay? (She said, looking at me and laughing)
We chatted for a few more minutes and were almost high by now.
She suddenly asked me if I had a girlfriend.
“Not yet, but I do need someone desperately,” I said in a low tone.
Sandhya: Are you still a virgin?
Me: Don’t go on my innocent face. I had a lot of flings in my life. (I said in a flirty tone)
Sandhya: Someone is an innocent-looking playboy, I guess. (She said, giving me a naughty smile)
By this time, her alcohol had completely kicked in; the hotness on her face, her cleavage, and her naughty smile had created a big adrenaline rush inside me. I was not able to hold on any longer and decided to make my final move.
Me: Don’t you miss sex, Sandhya? (I asked, taking a lot of courage)
Sandhya: I do, but I have my tools to satisfy my cravings.
Me: Oh, modern nari, I guess. How many do you have?
Sandhya: 10 almost.
Me: Wow! So, one each day… But don’t you miss the man’s touch?
Sandhya: I do, but what to do? (She said in a low tone)
Me: (Holding her hand) I am here for you. Don’t worry.
Sandhya: What can you do for me? (She said, looking into my eyes)
Me: (Leaning towards her) This slave is at your command.
Saying this, I pulled her closer and lifted her onto my lap, her boobs pressed against my chest. And a strong sensation rushed through my body. I could feel the heat between us, her rock-hard nipples brushing against my t-shirt. There was hardly any gap between our lips. Her lips were so soft, waiting for me to kiss.
I was losing my cool, thinking about what was going to happen next. In the heat of the moment, without thinking much, I kissed her lips. Her lips, so soft, so wet. She didn’t resist and was also kissing me passionately.
After kissing for 2-3 minutes, I lifted her top. My goodness! She was looking stunning in her black push-up bra, giving her a perfect cleavage. Her milky white boobs eager to ooze out, waiting to be kissed, licked, and bitten by me.
I placed my lips on her neck, moving slowly, down to her collarbone, left to right. Then I planted a kiss on her cleavage; she moaned loudly, grabbing my back, caressing slowly, and pushing her hands inside my t-shirt.
Her touch was driving me crazy; my rock-hard dick was poking out from my track pants, and she felt the bulge rubbing her ass slowly. She was now in absolute control, waiting to be fucked.
I pulled her closer; her boobs were completely pressing against my chest this time. Kissing her again, caressing her back at the same time, her back so soft, so milky. I slowly moved my hands to her bra hook, tugging one hook at a time. She didn’t resist. I tugged the other, removing her bra totally; her juicy white melons bounced out, hugging my chest, eager to be set free from my chest tightness.
I squeezed her boobs and pulled her nipples. She let out a wild moan, “Sam! It hurts.”
But she didn’t drive me away. I pulled out more, tears rolling through her eyes, her hands pulling my hair. She was in pain, but still holding on to my hair, screaming out loud like a hungry lioness wanting it more.
I let it go, and she let out a sigh of relief, her face red and swollen, eyes wide, tears still rolling down her face. I sucked those tears and planted a kiss on her lips; she felt a tremble. All her pain had vanished. She pushed me back, whispered, “Sam, you are so great… eat me tonight!”
I lifted her and took her to one of the bedrooms and pushed her onto the bed and rolled out her shorts. Wow! That view was fascinating: no panty, completely shaven pussy, juices oozing out… she was wet… so, so wet.
Her pussy cheeks were calling me, waiting to be licked and fucked. That view made me crazy. Without wasting any time, I removed my track pants and t-shirt and jumped onto the bed. I spread her legs and put my tongue on her pussy. She moaned out loud, “Sam, lick me… lick me harder… please do it, baby.”
Her wild moans filled the room. That aroma of her moans, her fast breath made me go wilder, and my tongue went deep inside her clit. She jumped onto the bed, her head flying out high and then falling back in desperation, as if it was her first time being licked so deep. I licked her for a while and moved to her navel, my lips circling and licking her navel.
I left my saliva on her navel, blowing some air. She shivered. Cool air from the AC, flowing through her licked navel, was making her lose her mind; there was a wild sensation flowing through her body, her body hair straight like an arrow.
She squeezed my back in distress, moaning constantly, going louder with each passing moment. I moved to her boobs and started biting them. She was in pain, yelling out loud and cursing, but I didn’t let it go and crunched her nipples harder. She was crying in agony; her moans, wild noises, were continuously seeping through the room.
She was in distress, but… the excitement of being bitten on her nipples and my touch was driving her crazy and had taken over all her pain. I ceased. I moved my lips through her boobs to her neck, to her lips, and kissed her forehead. She felt relieved. She was exhausted due to the loud moans and her cries, but I could see hunger in her eyes, wanting more and more of me.
I slid my middle finger into her pussy; her wet juices covered my finger. I started to stroke her, in and out, circling inside. She was reacting perfectly well with her moans – not loud, just a small whisper, enough for my ears.
I wanted her to have the best moment of her life. I slid my two fingers inside now. She let out a jerk, responding through moans, “Oh, yeah baby… like that… please do more.”
I stroked her for a while and hit her G-spot. She was jiggling, grasping my back in desperation, moving her hand all over my back.
I decided to go more rough, inserting my four fingers inside her. She shuddered, groaning louder, going bolder and more with each stroke. My finger covered her entire pussy. Her wetness was providing perfect lubrication. I stroked faster, her moans turning into screams by now.
She grabbed my hair; it was hurting, but her screams were undermining all my pain. And after a while, she cried out a loud moan. I had never heard anything like that before. She squirted out a giant load, my fingers completely drenched. Still inside, I looked at her and kissed her cheeks.
Her eyes were closed, and there was a sense of satisfaction on her face.
She didn’t open her eyes; I realized she was completely drained by now. We rested, my fingers still in, my head on her boobs, her nipples poking my face.
I will write the next part soon. Do respond with your feedback and comments.
Anyone in Goa who wants to connect, please ping me at [email protected].