Hi, I am Rocky. I am living in Bangalore and am 27 years of age, 5.9″ tall. I am an athlete. So, basically my body is well maintained.
Here, I would like to share one of my real-life and mixed-fiction stories with you. I am from a traditional family, and we live in a small apartment that consists of six flats. Our family is located on the third floor. On my part, there was a family from Kerala, and they were located on the 2nd floor. They were a very well-known family to us, especially in that apartment. There were a total of four members: husband and wife, with two kids: husband Kavin, who was 40+ years old, and wife Aswathy, who was 30+ years old, but she looked like she was just 24 years old; she looked quite slim and her boobs size was 36D, similar to the actress Amala Paul. Her kids are 6 and 9 years old.
Kavin had his own shop; he was always busy in the shop, and Aswathy was the housewife. I liked her very much. She was a very traditional mallu woman; she didn’t speak much. She was a very close friend of my mother, and her kids used to come to my flat and play computer games in my room. I was not too connected to her and when we saw each other, we would just greet and nothing else.
Every morning, I had the habit of running on the ground. After I completed my running, I used to warm up and relax in the park, which was inside the ground. So whenever I went to the park to relax at nearly 7:00 am, there would be some people walking around in the park. And my mallu neighbour Aswathy will also be there. She used to look hot every morning. She used to wear a salwar and dupatta. She won’t expose her body, but only the dress itself. She looked very attractive.
One day, when I entered the park, I saw her. One of her kids was playing in the park and suddenly, the kid fell down. Then I ran quickly to there and took him up. He was bleeding from his head. I was shocked. He was crying loudly. Aswathy came with tears on her face and every person in the park around us came too.
I took him to the nearby hospital. I convinced my neighbour Aswathy that nothing bad would happen and that everything will be fine. By then, her husband also reached the hospital. After a few minutes, he was shouting at her very badly.
After a week, the mallu housewife came to my house. At that time, she was speaking with my mom. When my mom went into the kitchen, I was there in the hall, and she thanked me for helping her and the kid that day.
After a month, things got normal. Again, when I entered the park to relax, I saw her. She looked at me with a smiling face. I smiled back and said good morning to her. I also joined her to walk. At that time, she was wearing a black salwar. When we walked together, without knowing, our shoulders were getting brushed against each other. She said sorry, and I also apologized.
Every morning, this repeated and soon we developed a nice bond with each other. Then she shared some personal things with me.
After another month, one day at the park, I saw her. She was in a blue saree and matching blouse. Suddenly, it started raining out of nowhere. Everyone in the park was surprised. Everyone found a place to escape from the rain. I and Aswathy found a small place in the park that was quite hidden from other people. I was standing behind my mallu neighbour, a little close to her body. Now I could see her back cleavage.
Aswathy was shivering and I smiled when she looked back at me. After a few minutes, she pushed her ass back and it touched my dick! And due to the climate, my dick was getting hard. Slowly, she felt that too, but we both acted like nothing happened between us. But, at that moment, I couldn’t control myself. Slowly, I took my hand and placed it on the mallu housewife’s boobs from behind. Aswathy was shocked, quickly removed my hand, and ran away from me in the park.
That day, I felt very bad about myself. Without her permission, I touched her private part. I felt guilty about myself and was getting scared about whether she would inform to my mom.
I went into my room. I was getting scared of every passing moment.
The next morning I didn’t go to the park. I did not see her for a complete week.
After a week, it was around 3:00 pm and I was on the terrace, reading some books. Suddenly, Aswathy came to put some clothes on the terrace to dry. When I saw her, my heart rate increased automatically. Then she also saw me. I was silent. There was no one else on the terrace.
I went near her and asked her for an apology. She didn’t say a single word to me. She went down.
The next morning, I went to the park again and met her and asked for her apology. She didn’t reply. I was quite disappointed.
The next morning, when I saw her, I didn’t say anything. I was on my way but then someone was calling my name. Surprisingly, it was my south Indian neighbour. Then we walked together silently, and she started speaking about that incident and what would happen if someone saw me in that situation. I apologized for my act.
“Sorry, it happened without my knowledge because you were too hot on that day.”
Suddenly, she laughed, and said, “I am just a normal woman. mother of two kids, that is it.”
I said, “No, you are maintaining yourself very hot, which was making me hard.”
She laughed loudly. I was very happy that day. Then she asked me, “What do you like about me?”
I said, “Everything. Not only your body, but your behavior, kindness, and caring mentality.”
Then she smiled a little bit, nodded her head, and walked to the house. After that, we got close to each other. One day, she came to my house with her kids. That day, she wore the same saree that she was wearing that day in the park. My mom was there. Aswathy was speaking to her. At that time, her kids were fighting in my room. I was in that room with them. She came to my room to get her kids from there with a smile.
When she entered, I saw her boobs a little exposed. She was dragging her son but he was not leaving the chair. I was behind her. My cock was getting hard. I also joined in on that play of dragging from the chair. I was behind her and while dragging, my dick was hitting her ass and getting bigger. I was scared. She noticed it but didn’t react at that moment.
Then I gained some confidence and pushed myself on my mallu neighbour. I slowly took my hand and placed it on her boob. Her son was very busy playing at the time. She didn’t say anything. Then I pressed Aswathy’s boobs over the blouse hidden from the saree. She slowly enjoyed it with a smile. This act lasted for almost 10 minutes. I was in heaven at that time.
Then we heard my mom’s voice from outside, and she quickly adjusted her saree, took the kid from there and then said bye to my mom and left.
That night, I texted her on WhatsApp. I texted about the incident and asked if she liked it. She replied, “I don’t know, I don’t remember anything” with a smile on WhatsApp. I understood completely.
After a week, one day I was on the terrace. It was around 3 pm and I was reading some books. She came to put dry clothes in there again. She was in a red nighty. She saw me, and we laughed at each other.
After a few minutes, I looked around to see if anyone was there. Thank God, no one was there at that time. So I went near her, hugged her back, and dragged her to the entrance of the stairs. I was kissing her neck and she was trying to escape from me. But I was holding her very tightly and continuously kissing from behind. Then she calmed down after realizing no one was seeing us. I pressed her mallu boobs over the nighty. She was wearing a black bra inside.
Then I turned her toward me and kissed her lips. She slowly responded. When I was kissing her lips, my hands were too busy with her ass and squeezing it. While kissing her, my dick was pointing at her pussy and it was getting huge. That time, she held my dick; her hand was not sufficient to hold my dick.
Slowly, I opened her nighty zip. Her milky boobs were hanging inside the black bra. I kissed my mallu neighbour’s boobs over the bra. She was starting to enjoy herself. Then I took the left side boob from the bra while pressing the right one. I started sucking her left boob, starting very slowly. I gave her a little bite on her pink nipple. She suddenly sounded crazy and laughed.
I started sucking her boobs like a baby. Then I took her right boob and started sucking it too. Her pink nipples turned red. I slowly took up her nighty, removed her panties, and inserted my three fingers into her mallu pussy. It was wet.
I slowly massaged her pussy lips with my finger. Aswathy was moaning and I was kissing on her lips. We exchanged our saliva. Then I started increasing the speed of my fingering, and she was moaning heavily. Then I put her one leg on my shoulder and kissed her two times on her pussy lips. I attached my face to her pussy and held her two boobs at the same time. Aswathy held my head tightly.
I started licking the mallu housewife’s pussy for a minute, and then I stood up. I took my dick out. When she saw my dick, she was very happy. She hugged me and held my dick in her hand while I was trying to make her lie down. She kissed my dick and started giving me a blowjob. While getting the blowjob, I groped her boobs for a minute.
Then she came up. I quickly inserted my dick in my mallu neighbour’s pussy and fucked her in the standing position. I was still kissing her lips while my one hand was on her boobs and the other one was on her ass. Then I increased the speed of fucking. After about 5 minutes, Aswathy told me not to release my cum in her pussy.
So I turned her back and inserted my dick in her mallu ass, thumping her very hard. After three minutes, I held her two hands from behind and started increasing the speed. She moaned like anything.
After that, I released my cum into her ass while fingering her pussy. Then I removed my finger from her pussy. We both were sweating like we had a bath.
After carefully watching around, Aswathy adjusted her nighty, took her bucket, and went down.
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Note: This is the first part of my story.
Horny, unsatisfied housewives and sexy young girls can reach me anytime on my hangout/mail, [email protected], and on Telegram, kingcobra_s8.
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Next Part: Seducing and banging married mallu neighbour – Part 2