My name is Aman. I am 21 years old, 5’8″ tall, with tan skin and a slim yet athletic build.
A few months ago, my family moved into a newly developed residential society. The area had a good vibe – clean streets, polite neighbors, and a sense of quiet comfort that made it easy to settle in.
Just three houses away from ours lived Yamini – or as I called her, Yami Didi. She was three years older than me. Fair-skinned with striking features, a slim but curvy body, and a natural grace. She carried herself with confidence, and there was something about her presence that was magnetic, even if I never thought of her that way… at first.
It was just Yami and her mother in their home. Over time, I grew close to both of them. Yami Didi often asked me for small favors – from grocery runs to fixing things around the house, or simply bringing her favorite snacks when she craved them.
One day at work, around 4 pm, I got a call from her.
Yami Didi: “Hey Aman! Sorry if I’m disturbing you.”
Me (smiling): “Never, Didi. Everything okay?”
Yami Didi: “I just had a strong pizza craving. Could you grab one for me when you’re done? That shop near your office, you know the one I love…”
Me: “Sure. Which one, Didi?”
Yami Didi: “Margherita. And maybe some cold drink too?”
Me: “Done. You’ll have it hot and fresh!”
We ended the call. Luckily, that day was a half-day at work, so I left at 5 pm. I stopped by the pizza place she loved and picked up her order. After reaching home, I quickly dropped off my office bag and walked over to her place with the pizza and drink in hand.
Her mother opened the door with her usual warm smile.
Aunty (teasingly): “Yami made you her personal pizza boy again?”
Me (grinning): “Haha, all part of the neighborly duties, aunty.”
Aunty: “She’s upstairs. Go ahead.”
I nodded and headed upstairs. Her door was slightly open. Without thinking much, I gently pushed it open.
And I got shocked and froze after what I saw. She was half-naked, lying on the bed, wearing only a loose white t-shirt. No pants. Headphones on, completely lost in porn playing on her phone. Her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted, and her hand was rubbing her clit. She was moaning softly.
I should’ve turned away immediately, but my body felt stuck. My eyes widened. I didn’t mean to stare – but my brain wasn’t processing fast enough.
After a few seconds, she opened her eyes.
Yami Didi (shocked, covering her lap with a pillow): “Aman! What the hell?!”
Me (stammering, eyes to the floor): “I – I didn’t mean to! I just… brought your pizza. The door was open, I thought – I’m really sorry!”
She was clearly embarrassed. Her chest rose and fell faster than usual. She adjusted herself and pulled the blanket tighter.
There was a silence. Then she softened.
Yami Didi (sighing): “You scared me… and embarrassed me.”
Me (genuinely): “I’m really sorry. I didn’t see anything… I mean, I saw – but I didn’t mean to…”
She chuckled nervously, brushing her hair back.
Yami Didi: “It’s okay. You can sit… just for a minute. But close the door.”
I hesitated, then did as she said. I placed the pizza box gently on her table and sat at the edge of the bed.
Her expression was hard to read. Still flustered, still recovering from the surprise. But also… strangely calm.
Yami Didi: “You’re a good guy, Aman. You’ve always helped me. I didn’t expect you… But maybe it’s okay that you came.”
She reached for the cold drink, took a sip, then looked at me.
There was something different in her eyes. A moment of vulnerability… or was it curiosity?
Neither of us spoke. But the air between us felt thicker, heavier. A moment was building – unplanned, unrehearsed. And neither of us tried to stop it.
Yami (avoiding eye contact, biting her lip): “You could’ve knocked, you know…”
Aman (nervous): “I – I’m sorry, Didi. I didn’t mean to… I thought you were waiting for the pizza…”
She slowly sits upright on the bed, legs crossed, white T-shirt barely covering her thighs. The mood shifts from awkward to tense.
Yami (with a small, teasing smirk): “You really saw everything, huh?”
Aman (half-smiling, awkward): “I – I didn’t mean to. I just froze.”
Yami walks over, now with more confidence, yet there’s still a burning look in her eyes.
Yami (softly, standing in front of him): “You’re always helping me… always around. Ever thought of helping me… in other ways?”
Aman’s breath catches.
Aman: “What do you mean…?”
She steps even closer, places her hand on his shoulder – gentle but firm.
Yami (looking into his eyes): “Don’t act shy now. You didn’t run away when you saw me like that, did you?”
Aman stays silent, unsure if this is real.
Yami: “You’re a good boy, Aman. Loyal. Sweet. And you’re a grown man now. Not a kid.”
She leans in, whispering.
Yami (softly): “You want to help me… finish what I started?”
Aman nods slowly, eyes fixed on hers.
Their heads get closer. At that point, they could feel each other’s breath. They lean forward and a kiss happens. Firstly, it was just lips pressing on each other. After a few seconds, it becomes more passionate.
In the heat, Yami sits on Aman’s lap, without any pants on the bottom. Her bare pussy was rubbing on Aman’s lap and cock was covered in his pants.
Aman grabs Yami’s back and slowly moves one hand to her hips. Now, Aman’s right hand was rubbing all over Yami’s ass cheeks, and still, they didn’t break the kiss; they just lost themselves in each other.
Finally, Yami broke the kiss and looked into Aman’s eyes with total lust on her face, biting her lips.
Yami: “I don’t know what’s happening, but it feels right…”
Aman: “Yes, Didi…”
Yami quickly catches her loose T-shirt and removes it in one go, grabs Aman’s hand and puts it on her one boob.
Yami: “You are too shy, Aman.”
Aman: “Shy and me?? Huh!!”
Aman starts squeezing her boobs with both of his hands, and Yami goes into shock by seeing this side of Aman. Lust came on Aman’s face too.
He took her one boob in his mouth and starts sucking like a pro. He was sucking one and squeezing the other with his hand, while she was sitting naked in Aman’s lap. Aman starts biting on her nipples slowly.
Yamini just pushes Aman’s head more in.
Aman slowly rubs his right hand towards her belly, then slowly to her clit, and starts rubbing it while sucking on her boob.
Yamini was lost in what was happening. Yami wraps her legs around Aman’s back, and Aman grabs her from her ass cheeks and stood up while she was in Aman’s grips.
Aman puts her on the bed and climbs on her; they start kissing passionately.
Aman: “Didi, be ready. You will feel something you have never felt before.”
Yami Didi: “Go ahead, Aman. Please, I beg you to do it.”
Aman leans to her thighs, starts kissing her inner thighs, then slowly splits her legs. He sees a clean-shaved, already half-wet pussy.
Aman places a kiss on her pussy first.
Yami Didi: “Please lick me there, Aman. Please lick there.”
Aman starts licking her pussy lips, and Yami was moaning in pleasure, “Yes, Aman, keep licking.”
Aman starts licking on her clit and pushes his middle finger in Yami’s pussy. She loses sense in pleasure; Aman didn’t stop. He pushes his two fingers in and keeps fucking her with his fingers, and his tongue was working well on her clit.
Aman pulls out his fingers and slides his tongue in and starts fucking her with his tongue. She was so lost and senseless in movements that they both forgot they called each other brother and sister.
Suddenly, Yami’s legs start shaking. Aman saw that she is about to cum. He held her from her ass cheeks more tightly and locked his mouth at her opening, and juice fell out. Aman starts licking that like it’s honey coming out from there. He didn’t waste a single drop and keeps licking her pussy till it looks clean.
Yamini sits up, grabs Aman’s hand, and pulls him towards her. They both were again lip-locked.
Yami (teasingly): “What an unmannered man! You are looking at me all naked, and you haven’t even removed your shirt. Let me do that for you.”
Yami starts unbuttoning his shirt and removes it. She sees a bold, masculine chest and starts rubbing her hand all over it. Yami leans and starts kissing and biting on his neck and chest. She goes wild.
Yami (smiling): “I would like to return the favor to you, bro…”
Aman just keeps looking at her and doesn’t say anything. He was not having any words.
Yamini kneels in front of him and rubs her hand on his cock on his pants. She starts unbuttoning his pants and pulls it down. Her eyes got wide after seeing Aman’s big 6-inch cock.
Yami (playfully): “What a monster you are hiding, Aman… huh!”
She took it in her hand and started stroking it gently. She was lost in the masculine musk of his cock and started kissing his balls while stroking his cock. Then she took one in her mouth and licked it like she was having candy.
Yami: “Bro, relax and just enjoy your day.”
Yami pushes the tip of his dick in her mouth, then inch by inch, his whole thing was in her mouth, and she was sucking it like a pro.
Aman: “Where did you learn it, Didi?”
She smiles while sucking on him and keeps her focus on her sucking campaign. Aman was rubbing his hand on Yami’s head gently, pushing it more in.
Yami (pulls out dick from his mouth): “Can you give me deep throats, please…?”
Aman understood. He stood up and held her head tightly. Yami opens her mouth wider.
Aman starts fucking her mouth slowly for a few moments, then he starts fucking aggressively… the room was echoing with her gulping sounds.
Aman: “I am about to cum, di…”
Yami looked up and just blinked at him. He understood what she wanted.
Aman kept fucking her, then suddenly, deep in her mouth, he shot a warm and thick load of cum. She began swallowing it and licked his dick and balls so clean.
She stood up again. They fell on the bed in each other’s arms and kept kissing for the next ten minutes. Then they both became exhausted from what happened.
Both ate pizza and had a cold drink there, naked.
Yami: “Now, put your clothes on and go, bhenchod… else, my mother will kill us both if she finds out what we just did.”
Aman: “But I want to fuck you, Didi…”
Yami: “After seeing your huge dick, even I can’t stop myself, Aman. I will call you when my mom is not at home. She is going to my aunt’s place the day after tomorrow for 2 days. So, you can bring me one more pizza…” (teasingly)
Then Aman put his clothes on and went home.
To be continued…