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Hi guys, this is Kunal. I am basically from Ahmedabad but currently in Melbourne working as a manager in an mnc. I am 36 years with normal physique. Yes, I am married but as a man, wanted to eat food then ghar ki mulgi, which didn’t get realized until yesterday. I had few flings in between but no fultoo fun. Yesterday I got lucky with my hot neighbour for whom I always had hots when my wife went to drop my little monster at kinder. My neighbour’s name is palli. She is Punjabi with a hot figure. Let me tell you in dialogues how it all happened.

While I was watching crime patrol on youtube, I heard a knock on the door. She was standing there in her PJs.
Me: hi palli, how are you. Come in, please.
Palli: Hi Kunal, I am good(and stepped in). Just came by to say hello to you guys as haven’t met you for a long time
Me: oh, that’s nice of you. (we were talking while standing in the walkway).

Palli: you looking great today (as I just had shower and shaved and was in relaxed mood with my favourite Tommy Hilfiger t-shirt and shorts on)

Me: (got a bit turned on with her comment), come on palli, nothing compared to you though. You always look stunningly beautiful….. And sexy(whispered slowly)
Palli: I didn’t knew you can lie so well.
Me: let me prove it to you (held her by her hand and pulled her towards dressing table in bedroom, we have master bedroom in front of the house so its first door on right once we enter the house from the main door)

She just couldn’t speak anything as was a bit shocked by my act.

Me: look into mirror Palli, how beautiful you are while holding and gently caressing her waist by both of my hands over her pj.

Palli : (with closed eyes), please leave me and held both my hands with her trembling hands trying to release her.

I got my cue, so pressed her waist bit more strongly and placed a kiss on side of her neck. She moaned and trembled while she tried again to get released herself.

Palli: please let me go, this is not quite right. We both are married.
Me: yes palli, we both are married but seems we both are hungry and it’s not quite right to stay hungry when we have a cuisine of our choice in front of us. Saying this, I kissed her neck again and kept kissing in a row till her earlobes while my hands were feeling her waist and stomach with her hands still on my hands.

Palli was trying to resist with her words but her hands were not helping. Her body was getting out of control while her mind was trying to control. I was trying to help her body (with my moves on her) win the fight with her mind. I kept caressing her body while kissing her neck, earlobes and slowly moved towards her lips. Our lips met for the first time. I felt like I was sucking a sweet strawberry. I kept sucking her lips while my hands started moving to her boobs. And that’s the moment. My hands were first touched her boobs over her PJ top. Her body was so soft I was feeling like crushing a soft toy.

Her mind tried one more time and she uttered a word in trembling voice, “Please leave…” remaining words got lost with a moan as I pressed her both boobs together. Her boobs were so soft I felt my fingers will touch my palm soon. We kept licking her lips turn by turn while pushing my tongue into her mouth. My hand was on job too of caressing and fondling her boobs over her top while all kissing was going on for some time. I started the attack on the third front as well. I started moving my leg over hers. As this all was happening in front of the dressing table, I can see all her actions and expressions in the mirror. I felt that tension was building up in her body with all the foreplay. I thought it was the right time to take next step. I moved one hand down and rubbed her pussy over her PJ bottom. Her body got stiff. I felt like she is having her orgasm. And then she relaxed in a while. Yes, it was her first orgasm while I rubbed her pussy. She opened her eyes.

I can see lust and hunger in them. She felt shy as soon as she realized she is in front of the mirror and one of my hand is over her boob while another playing with her pussy over clothes. I whispered in her ears, welcome to the world of ecstasy. Her head leaned back on my shoulder and body got loosened up. Then I started unbuttoning her top. Her mind didn’t resist at all. Her body had stopped resisting long back. Once the top got off, I could see her black bra. Wow, what a view. Black bra on white boobs. I turned her around and kissed and licked the top of her boobs. Her hands were caressing and nailing my back. While licking her boobs I pushed her bottoms down and she stepped out of them. I gently lifted her up in my arms and put her on the bed which was just behind us. I climbed on her and started kissing each and every millimeter of her body. She still has her black lacy bra and panty on. She was moaning and giving me love bites while her nails were digging into my back and making scratch marks. I was not even thinking what I will tell my wife if she sees this marks.

When I finished kissing and making her body wet with my saliva, I decided to munch on her boobs. I released her straps, she adjusted her hands to help me remove her straps and cups from her boobs. And started to suck her spongy boobs. I kept on sucking them for some time alternating each boob. Suddenly she decided to take over. She pushed me on my back and came on top of me. I was still in full clothes. She took off my shirt and started to suck and bite my small nipples. Then she moved down and removed my shorts and undies. My erected dick sprung out and hit her face. She quickly opened her mouth and started to suck dick like a hungry whore. She was a pro at sucking. It was the best deepthroat I had ever got in life. I was just lying in bed enjoying each and every moment. In no time, I ejected all my load in her mouth. She gulped all with some spilling out of her mouth. What a view. I grabbed my mobile to take a pic but she refused.

She said in a husky voice, ” photo kyo leni hai, jab bhi ji kare aa jana, baju me to hu”… And I was like, man, what I was doing all these years, why I didn’t try earlier. Then she came and slept inside of me. And we started kissing again. Suddenly, I realized that my wife may come any moment. I picked up mobile, called her and asked her to bring grocery and veg from the supermarket. I knew that once she goes to the supermarket, she won’t be back before an hour. While I was talking on the phone, palli was nibbling on my body. It was my time to return the favour. I pulled her to my side and got my mouth to her pussy and started kissing and licking her pussy. Her pussy was flowing with her love fluids. It was a testing bit salty but was very tasty. With all the licking, biting and tongue action, she was getting restless.

Soon her body got stiff. She put her both legs around my face. It was hard to breathe but I did not have any complaints as I was close to the love heaven which was smelling so amazing. And there she released her legs with a big load out of her pussy. My face was all wet with her juices. She pulled me towards her holding both my ears and started licking all her juices from my face. I was still hard as she released not me. I started to fondle her boobs. She holded my dick and show him the way to her love canal as she knew what I wanted next. Her pussy was well lubricated with all the action. It was just a micro second for my dick to reach to her crevices. We started kissing, fondling boobs and jumping all together. She was pushing her hips below me to meet my rhythm of push and pull. We kept push and pull action in missionary position for some time. And she pushed me back and came on top and started fucking me vigorously. We both were panting and moaning loudly. Push pull-push pull..Push-pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull…. We both came togather and she fall on me. We both were damn tired so rested in that position for a while. After sometime, we both cleaned up ourselves and got clothed. As soon as we looked at bed, we laughed. It was all mess. I removed bedsheet and pushed into washer as it spots of our fluids were clearly visible. She was laughing while I was making up bed. I told her “Wait bitch, I will laugh when you were making up your bed next time after I pound you in your bed tomorrow. As we both standing on opposite ends of bed, she climed the bed on her four legs, pulled me on bed and kissed each other last time before she went to her home telling me in seductive voice, “Tumhe to pata hai, ki me 10 se 5 ghar pe akeli hoti hu, aa jana kabhi bhi mere bed ka mess karne, dekhti hu kyaa karoge tum”. I was like wait bitch I am coming now. But unfortunately, wife parked her car in driveway. I sighed and she smiled.

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