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After 2 years of modernizing my factory, into which I had invested substantially, I had started to see good returns, my business was starting to make good profits. This had been a good year and I decided that in spite of enjoying myself at work and having the likes of Vyajanti and Malati satisfy me regularly I needed a bit of a break from the routine. I then started living in the villa only over the weekend and would spend 5 days in my apartment in the city.
This is the sex story of my neighbor. People who lived in the flat diagonally opposite to mine. A man named Manekbhai and his wife Zarina along with their daughter Neha. They moved in some 17 years ago. Manekbhai was a chemical engineer and at the time just started a small factory in Silvasa. Later, as he did better, he got into making solar panels and business was doing great since 2008-09.
Neha, his daughter was 5 years old when they moved into the flat opposite us. She was a brat and had grown into an irritating girl, I never liked her, neither did anyone in my family including my late wife. But no one was bitchier and more irritating than Zarina, Manekbhai’s wife. Now the specialty about Zarina and Manekbhai was that they were an odd couple.
Zarina was almost 6 feet tall and huge with a nice meaty ass and boobs that I had dubbed ‘Megatits’. But she was squint-eyed. Manekbhai, on the other hand, was short and stocky. Throughout their life, Zarina was conscious of her height and that of her husband and she had to face a lot of ridicule at the hands of her family and friends. Zarina was always embarrassed even at 48 and after over 25 years of marriage. Not that Manekbhai was a bad guy, he was, in fact, a great guy and a good friend.
Zarina was always nasty towards my wife when she was alive. She resented the fact that we had a love marriage and had a very filmy love story. Both I and my wife knew that and even though my late Mom and wife tried building bridges with Zarina it was to no avail. She was always jealous of us and had no condolences to offer even when my Mom and then later my wife passed away.
She was a downright bitch and I hated her with all my guts.
So this one Monday morning I was back from my villa after a great weekend and some wonderful news about production and sales have tripled in a year and had celebrated with my staff over the weekend. I was truly in a great mood. I came up with the lift and saw Neha on the floor and said hi to her. She said hi but looked down. I asked her why and she said that she was getting married and hence there was a lot of stress of the wedding.
I had completely forgotten that Neha was now 23 and of a marriageable age. I congratulated her and dropped my bags at home and went down for a walk where I met Manekbhai and congratulated him.
He was stressed too as his compliances at the chemical plant had not come through and he was under pressure from the auditors and mentioned he had to spend the next 10 days at the factory in Silvasa. I sympathized with him. I then went up and saw Zarina and congratulated her. She let herself smile. I liked it. It was the first time I had seen her smile in ages. I went in and took a shower.
Later that afternoon, I went down and was sitting in the colony park and saw this young guy browsing a video on his phone. As I was passing by I saw a familiar face of Neha on the video. She was kissing someone. I went up to the guy and caught hold of him.
He panicked. I threatened him with dire action and told him I knew the ACP and would have him arrested. The guy froze and let out everything. He and Neha were having an affair for a long time now and he was heartbroken that Neha was getting married and moving to London.
He planned on getting the wedding canceled with these videos. There were some 7 videos and what I got a glimpse off was just the tip of the iceberg. Neha and this guy were doing some nasty things to each other. I threatened the guy and he gave me all the clips. I then counseled him lest he committed suicide or something and told him to move on because Neha is definitely moving on.
I actually had no clue what to do with the clips. There was no point talking to Neha as she was getting married and moving on and having sex with someone in the past was not a crime. Manekbhai was completely stressed so there was no point in showing this to him. I decided I would destroy these clips and do everyone a favor. As I got off the lift on my floor and was opening my flat door I heard someone call out to me. It was Zarina.
Zarina: I saw you talking to that Kumar. I also saw you taking something from his mobile phone
Me: Ok so?
Zarina: Listen, I am not an idiot. Do you know who is Kumar?
Me: Do you want to talk here and let the whole building know or do you want to come inside so that we can have a quiet talk about it?
Zarina walked into my home. I asked her to sit down. I even offered her some coffee. She seemed to be spitting fire and was very angry. I realized she knew about the clips and wanted to protect Neha. Think she thought I wanted to harm Neha, which was never the case.
Zarina: You took all those clips from Kumar. What did you see?
Me: Everything
Zarina: You son of a bitch. I knew you were a pervert and up to no good
She got up in anger and came towards me. In a fit of rage and anger, I slapped her hard. She almost fell back on the sofa
Me: Listen Zarina, you have always been a bitch to me and my family but I don’t give a shit. You will never improve and you will always remain a bitch.
I thought for a moment and then realized.
Me: Now that you have behaved like a bitch with me and shown your true colors, let me do the same. These clips will be Whatsapp’d to Neha’s in-laws and her husband. I will also upload these on porn sites. I am fucking angry with you and your daughter will pay for it.
Zarina was stunned. She thought she could bully and intimidate me but she had no idea. I would be so vicious.
Me: Now fuck off from here and don’t show me your face.
Zarina was now about to cry
Zarina: I am sorry. I am very, very sorry. I don’t know what happened. I am not a violent person. You know that right?
Me: You are not violent but you are a horrible person. You always treated my wife and Mom very badly. Now I will have my revenge.
Zarina: No, please no. Do you want money? I will give you money. If you want help in running your business I will tell my husband to help.
Me: Fuck off. I have a thriving business and it seems your husband needs help. Also, I live in a bigger flat than you people. Plus I have 3 other properties. What money can you give me?
That was true. There were 4 flats on our floor. We used to live in one of them which was a 2BHK. Later as my business started doing well I bought the adjoining flat and we converted it into one big sprawling 4BHK. Zarina at the time was very jealous of our success.
Zarina: So what do I do? Tell me. I want my daughter’s happiness. I want her to get married and move to London. She even likes the boy. I finally want to get done with my responsibilities.
Me: I understand. I agree. Your daughter is a loose cannon and it would be better for you and Manekbhai if she got married and moved to another country.
Zarina: See you understand. I beg you not to make it difficult for her.
Me: I won’t but I need one thing from you.
Zarina: What? Tell me, please. Anything. Let’s sort this thing out.
I didn’t even think for a moment and the words came out effortlessly.
Me: As you know I have been missing my wife and it been a difficult 2 years since her demise I wanted you to sort of taking on and fill the vacuum left by her.
Zarina was shocked but didn’t show it.
Zarina: How is that possible? I am a married woman. I can’t leave my husband.
Me: Darling, I don’t want to marry you. I want myself a mistress. I want someone who will be a lady in the streets, a chef in the kitchen and a whore in bed.
Zarina wasn’t surprised
Zarina: You want to have sex with me
Me: That is why people take mistresses. Not for their ladylike capabilities or their cooking (I said with a smile)
Zarina: But you want to have sex with me? You actually find me attractive enough
Me: Leave that to me. So do we have a deal? And this is not a one time bang that I am talking about. I am going to be spending 5 days a week here. I want a woman who will take care of all my needs including those in bed.
On normal days when Manekbhai is here you will be excused but on other days when he is out, you will have to spend the night with me. Think of it as a marriage with a taller, better-looking guy.
Zarina: Let me think
Me: You have 30 seconds
I extended my hand in a gesture of her accepting the deal. She extended her hand and we shook on it
Me: Zarina, you will from now be my mistress and take care of all my needs and I will make sure that all your interests are taken care of. You will obey every command and not utter a word against me. You will not disrespect me. I know it’s the first time in your life but in this relationship, you will be dominated by me and not the other way round. Do you agree?
Zarina: Yes, I agree
Me: I am very much looking forward to us having sex tonight when Manekbhai leaves for Silvasa and Neha is off with him to Daman
Zarina: Oh how did you know?
Me: I met Manekbhai this morning and then Neha. Both seemed excited to leave. I am also excited to be with you. You shall cook for me and we will have dinner and then we shall go to bed. Consider this your audition and make sure you make a good impression. I too will bring my best game to town.
I said and smiled and bent down and kissed her on the cheek while my palm grazed her boobs. I got a solid hard on. I asked her to leave and come in at 7 pm.
In that time I must have masturbated like 3 times. All this while thinking of how I would ejaculate on and inside Zarina and how I was gonna play with her tits.
This was gonna be a memorable night.
So at 7 pm, my doorbell rang. I looked into the mirror. I was bathed, shaven and was wearing a nice white shirt and lungi which I had brought from one of my trips to Kerala. I was looking very dapper and decided I did not want to wear an underwear. I mean it would only hinder things and the last thing I wanted was to be interrupted while getting naked. My breath was smelling great and I had some great Deo on as well. I also had certain sprays which I could call upon if needed.
I opened the door. Zarina was standing there smelling like a garden of roses. She had taken great care of getting herself ready and had dressed to kill. Her almost 6 feet height and the big burly body to go wrapped in a sari was looking gorgeous and very very fuckable. My boner was starting to touch my lungi and that I thought was a great start. I gave her a look and smiled at her.
Then, I went up to her at the door and held her hands and gave her a kiss on the cheek. I realized she had put on an alluring perfume and had applied rouge on her already fair cheeks and had cherry red Revlon lipstick on. As I kissed her I realized she had a Gajra on and it was fresh and the jasmine was giving out a beautiful smell.
Me: Oh Zarina, you are looking absolutely stunning and beautiful in this yellow sari. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for dressing up for me.
Zarina: Am I looking good? I dunno, I just thought I would dress up. I also want you to be happy and not get angry.
Me: Oh baby I want you to be submissive. I like you like this.
Zarina: But did you mean it when you said I looked good?
Me: Of course darling. You are squint-eyed but you are also tall, fair and big. I like that. Plus you have the best boobs ever. And if you don’t believe how hot you are then here…
And with this, I placed her hand on my hard-on. It felt like Thor’s hammer about to lay waste to a city. I saw Zarina’s squint eyes light up.
I winked at her and extended both my hands and squeezed her boobs. She shrank and let out a slight squeal while trying to muster a smile. I bent down and kissed her lips softly. A bolt of electricity seemed to have run through her.
Me: Looks like it been a long time since even Manekbhai touched you. Don’t leave my dick.
I said that and took off my lungi and my raging animal was unleashed like as if it was thirsty for some blood.
Zarina stared at it like a prey stared at its hunter. Totally mesmerized and her expectant hands were shivering at the prospect of what lied ahead. I took her hand and gently started stroking my dick. It enraged it even further and it just got harder.
Me: I want to know how you are feeling about this
Zarina: Well, I am stroking it and it is responding to my touch.
Me: But that is not how I would know exactly how you feel. There is, however, one way.
I pulled her sari off and she further squeezed her boobs through the yellow blouse. I then unhooked her blouse and opened it fully to realize that she had not worn a bra. Such massive boobs, no bra. The woman was a trooper, an original in a world of pretenders. She did not bother with support.
At 48, her tits were defying gravity and I was overjoyed that all that time I spent fantasizing about her boobs and my dreams had come through. Her naked bosom could put pornstars with fake tits to shame. I saluted them by pulling her close, kissing her lips and then biting her nipples which had now become rock hard.
I then lifted her ghagra and put my hand underneath to get an idea of how hot Zarina had become and how much she wanted to fuck. To my utter amazement, I put my hand under and it hit her pubes and I found out that she didn’t wear any underwear either.
Zarina: I rarely wear any underwear. I only wear panties if I am going out.
With that, I came in Zarina’s hand. I couldn’t take all this awesomeness. Zarina was the whore that had unraveled and now she was mine to have and enjoy.
Me: Zarina baby, take me inside. Hold my dick and guide me into my own bedroom. The time has come for me to take you. We must do it now.
She duly held my dick and led me into the bedroom. I wiped myself and kissed her on her ass cheek as she made her way onto the bed. I then turned her around and dug my face in her crotch and kissed her hairy pussy. The smell itself was intoxicating. It was sheer bliss. She trembled.
Me: Wait for baby, I have to suck your juices today. I am going to break a barrier here. Please don’t hold yourself back and enjoy if you like it, Darling.
With this, I went to town. I flicked her clitoris with one finger and dug another inside her pussy while giving her my hurricane tongue. She was in a tizzy and started moaning ‘Aaaaah Ohhhhhh Alaaaaaah’ and that got me more excited and I continued and continued till the room was filled with her moans and she climaxed 3 times. Zarina was done. She was well done and her pussy was finally invaded by my tongue and her boundaries had been breached.
I then wanted to come inside her. Desperately. I had to come inside her.
Me: Zarina now it’s my time to properly enter you. With your permission, I shall put my pious dick into your already cum drenched pussy.
Zarina: Do as you please. I don’t mind at all.
Me: But do you actually want it? I need you to want it.
Zarina: Please don’t tease. We have been doing it for well over an hour, you came in my hand, I was wet all the time, I came in your mouth. Now please don’t make me wait and put it in my pussy.
Me: Please
Zarina: Yes, please. I beg of you. Do me and do me hard. I want that feeling at least once in my lifetime.
With that, I slid my large, throbbing dick right inside her pussy. It went in nice and to my surprise, her pussy seemed to be grabbing at it. Zarina was nice and tight inside. That was a good sign. I started hitting her pussy. First slow and then at a decent pace. I didn’t want to cum too soon and I wanted to enjoy missionary so that I could see all her expressions. Her eyes were closed and she was biting her lips which means she was enjoying herself.
As I went on, her oohs and aahs got louder. I purposely decided to get on top of her. I normally did not like missionary and if I went missionary then I found it comfortable to stand and pump the pussy hard. But this was different. Zarina was super hot and I wanted her to take my body weight.
It was also my way of dominating her. I wanted to see her face from up close as my dick made her body gyrate to my every command. I wanted to kiss her lips while she enjoyed me being inside her. I wanted to bite her nipples as I had visualized I would if I ever got to fuck her. Most of all I wanted her to moan into my ears. Every moan would make me feel I was avenging her behavior towards my Mom and wife.
And finally, after making Zarina climax, I decided that it was enough and I had done what I set out to. I increased the speed of my pumping which made her go ooh and aaah even louder. With a great effort and a bit of discomfort, all my man juice came gushing out like as if a dam had been opened. A flood of cum right into her pussy. All my seed planted into her. I made sure I rest on top of her till I was properly spent.
Me: Congratulations Zarina. You are now officially my mistress. From now onward you will be the queen of this bed.
Zarina: Oh my god after so many years I had almost forgotten what it was like to orgasm with a man.
I kissed her and gave her a hand off the bed. She got up smiling and that was wonderful for me to see. I kissed her and this time she too put her back in it. I asked her to fondle my balls and she smilingly did. It was great and I asked her to come have a shower with me. We played with each other’s bodies there after which she came out, dried herself and made me a nice tasty dinner, I sort of realized that apart from banging her regularly I will be getting some fantastic food cooked by Zarina and that was a bonus.
Over the next month, Neha got married and I saw Zarina relying on me more and more for emotional support. Manekbhai was growing his business and spending, even more, time on the road at his factories in Silvasa and Jaipur. Sometimes months together. In that time, Zarina and I were literally living together. She would shop and cook for me, she also had most of her clothes in my closet and I also bought her a lot of kinky dresses and lingerie.
She started dying her hair and using cosmetics extensively. Everyone in the colony was quite surprised to see her looking so glamorous. I also once took her to the wedding of one of my factory workers. She wore a backless blouse and a lovely red sari and we were looking perfect for each other.
I kept touching her bare back all throughout and introduced her as my girlfriend to everyone there. They showed her a lot of love and respect, something she didn’t get with Manekbhai. She was very happy and grateful for that. I also decided that she and I would stay for a longer time at my villa. She also started being more affectionate with my son.
One day, I asked her why she was so rude to my Mom and wife, a question that had been bothering me all this time.
Zarina: You will not understand. All my life I have been taunted and teased for my looks. People kept saying I looked like a giant in my village where girls are small and petite. I couldn’t find a groom because men said I was squint-eyed and big. I was then married off to Manek who was 9 years my senior and who couldn’t find a girl because he was short and stocky.
I had to compromise and he had to compromise. I hated that. When I moved here I instantly liked how good looking you were and you were tall and how we would make a great couple. But you had a very happy life and marriage with your wife. I was rude because I was angry with God. Every girl wants to marry the perfect man and not compromise. All women around me married the right guys and I had to compromise, that pissed me off all the time.
Me: I am sorry to hear that and I agree with every word you say
Zarina: In the last few months I have been more happy with you than I have ever been in my life. My husband is a great guy but he doesn’t have the time and he is not attracted to me. You are attracted to me and you love having sex with me. I like that. Which woman pushing 50 wouldn’t like to be desirable to a man. I will always love you and care for you. I will always be your submissive mistress.
And with that, we decided to call it a night. Zarina was my most successful conquest.
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