Dear readers, I am Vicky (name changed), a 35-year-old IT professional working in Bangalore. Basically, I am from coastal Karnataka, working in Bangalore. Recently, I got married. This incident is real and happened about 3 years back when I was living alone in a rented apartment. I hope you like my story.
Coming to the story, the name of the heroine is Deepa (name changed). She was married and living in the same building on the 2nd floor (I was on the 1st) with her husband and one kid (6 years). Ever since she came to my building, I have been attracted to her at first sight. She was a few years older than me. She was from North India, and was dusky in color. Her bums and melons are still perfect in size and shape. Every day, I used to wait for a glimpse of my beautiful neighbor and tried to smile at her and befriend her.
One day in the parking, I met her husband. Since we used to see each other for a long time, he smiled at me and spoke to me. We introduced ourselves and I got to know he also worked in an IT company. When he got to know that I practiced Yoga, he enquired more about it. We later spoke to each other many times.
One day, he asked me if I could teach him basic Yoga practices as he was facing some back and neck pain issues. I agreed and we decided to have the session on the weekend in his house as it was more spacious than mine.
On next weekend, I went to his house in the morning where he introduced me to my dream lady Deepa. We smiled at each other and had some casual discussion. I introduced myself to her. After our Yoga session, she offered me some drinks and food and I left.
Two days later when I was working from home, I went outside for tea. Just outside the building, I met my beautiful married neighbour Deepa. We started having a normal conversation. She said it was really good that I practiced Yoga and she was inquiring about it. She then said that she was also thinking of learning Yoga to which I replied, “Now you can learn the basic practices from your husband as I have already taught him.” (I was trying not to be desperate).
Then I told her that whenever she wants to learn more or has any doubts, she can contact me. I told her to take my mobile number and let me know whenever she need any information.
The next day after her husband left, she texted me “Good morning” and told me it was her. During the conversation, she thanked me for offering to teach Yoga. Such casual chatting continued for some days.
One day, she with her kid went to their hometown and her husband stayed back due to work. I thought this was the time to make a move as she was away from her husband. One night, we were having casual chatting and she asked what else talents I had. I told her I was good at giving sensual massage, which I have learned by myself online.
We continued our chatting and I tried to make my first move. I told her, “Be it yoga or massage, whenever you feel like taking my help, feel free.”
There was no reply for 10 minutes even though she was online. She was typing for a long time, but still, I didn’t receive any reply. I was a little scared. After waiting for 15 minutes, she texted back.
D: What did you mean by sensual massage?
Me: It makes you feel extraordinarily pleasant and pleasures and it also makes your entire system relaxed.
D: Yoga is fine. How can I take massage from others?
Me: I teach yoga to all, but I offer massage only to the trusted ones for safety and privacy. I felt you were trustable, so I offered it. Privacy and mutual respect are very important.
D: For how many people have you given massage service?
Me: You have to promise me that you will keep this a secret.
D: Sure, promise.
Me: I have given massages to my ex-girlfriend and one of my Tinder dates.
D: I thought you were an innocent guy, but you are very bold and naughty!
Me: I have not yet gotten naughty with you, Deepa ji.
D: Ha ha.. so are you going to get naughty if I say yes to the massage?
Me: Only if you start liking my naughtiness.
D: Vicky, I trust you. I feel like having a massage from you. No one else will know about it, right?
Me: Just don’t worry, it’s not only about you, it’s about us.
Then we were waiting for the right time. One day when her husband went for an on-site business trip for a week, we decided to meet in my house after her kid left for school. I had already bought the massage oil and had the gel ready.
My beautiful neighbour came in a pajamas and t-shirt. First, I started massaging her neck, hands and legs on the top of her shirt. Then I removed her clothes and made her lie down in 2 pieces. I applied oil on her back, gave her a slow magical touch all over her body. Later, I removed her bra and gave a really cool boobs massage. Deepa was moaning throughout the session.
Then I made her naked and applied gel to her married pussy and started the pussy massage. Believe me, she got so wet during the message that I did not have to apply the gel to her pussy! She was simply moaning and enjoying with her closed eyes.
I then removed my clothes and took my dick close to her face! My neighbour’s eyes were still closed. Gently, I started rubbing it on her! Cheers, she didn’t realize it at first! Once she understood what was happening, she was moaning louder with her mouth open!
Deepa was biting her lips and slowly bringing her tongue out. I gently placed my dick on her mouth. She opened her eyes and gave a sweet smile. Slowly, she held it in her hand and started sucking it. My sexy neighbor gave me the blowjob of my lifetime! After some time, I came inside her mouth and she drank every drop of my love juice.
That day, we didn’t fuck. We decided to do it in the next session which happened on the same night after her kid slept. I will narrate that story in my next story.
I hope you liked my story, sorry for making it so long.
If any girls or aunties in Bangalore like to have the same experience, please feel free to contact me via email or TG @ skyi108
Privacy and mutual respect are what is expected and guaranteed.