Sexy Neighbour Jyoti
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I don’t think I ever would have imagined this happening to me. I mean, I may have fantasized in some ways about it, but never did I think it would really truly happen. I definitely wasn’t thinking of it as the four of us walked home casually from a party. It was the four of us – my friend Jyoti and her husband Avinash, my wife Naina, and I. We’d all been friends for years, but Jyoti and Naina and I had been friends for the longest. We were walking back to their house talking mundane things and events when it came up, or rather Avinash brought it up.
We were looking through the internet the other night and we found this website about ‘Shareingmywife.com’. It’s about men who like to watch as other men have sex with their wives.” His comment just sort of sat there in the air for a moment. I looked at Naina and she had that muted yet bewildered look in her eyes. None of us really knew what to say except to shrug it off and point out how weird some peoples’ fetishes could be. But I guess even then I wondered why he’d brought it up. I found out two days later.
I got am sms on my phone from Jyoti. She was off work for a few days because most of the office staff were away on a conference, so she asked me to call her to chat. Having the day off myself, I did. Hi, Jyoti,” I said as she answered. Hi, Sameer.” Her voice is one of a few distinct features about Jyoti. It’s very girlish. She’s one of those girls who always had that high squeaky voice as a kid and it stayed that way. For some people that can be annoying, but for Jyoti it always seemed to convey a cuteness and innocence that fit her character.
“So, what’s up? Having fun on your days off?”Yeah. You know. Just boring stuff, really. Ghar ki safai, kapde dhona etc, things like that. Actually, mujhe tumse kuchh baat karni thi.” Sure, bolo” I asked, curious. You remember the other day when Avinash brought up that site that we saw?”Um, the ‘sharing my wife’?” I asked, a little confused.”Yeah. Well, what he didn’t say is that we’ve been watching it. We watched it that night, and since then we’ve been watching it online.”
“Oh. Okay. Wow. So…”Well, Avinash really likes it. He keeps talking about it, and he’s been… oh gosh… I guess I can tell you this, right?”Jyoti was nervous, I could tell. She and I had been friends for years and talked about a lot of things, but sex was one of those things that never really happened in polite conversation, even amongst friends. Plus, like I said, Jyoti is the epitome of the innocent girly girl. So, I was flabberghasted when she finally stammered out what came next.
“Okay,” she sighed. “Well, the thing is that Avinash ke dimag mein kai din se ye chal raha hai, and he wants to see someone else fu–…. have sex with me.” Wow.” I was floored. I think my jaw literally dropped at hearing that. “Wow. That’s… are you okay with that? How did this come up?” Bataya na, we watched the site. Jab bhi hum is site pe videos dekhte hain , Avinash gets so excited…” I could tell she was nervous, and imagined her coveting her phone close to her ear as she chewed her lip. “He gets Really excited, and he has sex with me. We have sex on the couch or on the bed while the show is on.
And we’ve been recording it, so we can replay it at other times of the day and do it again.”Wow.” I was speechless “So… anyway… Avinash wants someone to fuck me. Wo dekhna chahta kaise another guy comes over and has sex with me in the bed. Har samay isi bare mein baat karta hai. I told him that I’m not sure, but wo kahta hai, jo tumhen achhaa lage use hi involve kar lete hain. He wants me to feel comfortable if we do this. So, I picked you.”
Silence. I didn’t know what to say or how to respond. Me? She picked me? Why do you want me to be the one?” Because, Sameer, I know you. We’ve been friends for years, main aur kisi ke bare mein soch hi nahin paayi… jot um jitna bharose layak ho.” I could hear her pleading, and her voice was quiet. Are you okay with this?” Now I was worried for her. Was this something that she really wanted, or just some sicko fantasy that Avinash had and was trying to push off on her? Yeah,” she said softly. Then louder, “Yeah. Yes. I want this. I’ve been thinking about it, and I do.
Weird to hai magar exciting bhi. I mean, Avinash and I haven’t been this active in months. And, this really turns him on, and… it turns me on too. I want this.”Wow…” I swallowed. “Okay.” I flopped into the couch in our apartment, sighing and running my fingers through my hair. “What about Naina? I mean, I don’t know if I feel comfortable cheating on my wife. Even if it is with a friend. And, what am I saying? It’s with a friend! How am I ever going to look at you and Avinash the same? This could change everything.”
“I know, Sameer. I know. But… please?” Pause. “I want you.” Her voice was pleading, and the last three words had stirred even more my already hard cock. As shocking and earth shaking as this conversation was, it wasn’t an unwelcome one.I’d fantasized about being with Jyoti before. Even imagined making love to her or fucking her when she was around or when I was with Naina. It’s almost impossible not to fantasize about her. The cute chubby girl in school, Jyoti had turned into the drop dead gorgeous beauty after graduation.
She was short. 5’1″ at best. Her size was only emphasized by the massive breasts she sported on her frame. A lot of times I know men exaggerate and fantasize about enormous boobs. But, whenever I fantasize or close my eyes, I imagine Jyoti’s breasts. Perfectly round, big enough to stick out in all of her shirts, and out past the sides of her silhouette when you look at her straight on. I found one of her bras on the floor once, and quickly checked. 36DD. Huge breasts run in the family. Jyoti’s younger sister Pooja had a breast reduction at 19. That was a sad day indeed.
She was striking. And all the fantasies I’d entertained myself with in the past now came rushing back, and I found my hand slowly massaging my cock as I thought about what this would mean.”Okay,” I finally resolved. “kab?”Kal raat,” Jyoti said. “I know Naina has to go out of town for that wedding she’s in, Avinash ne bhi chhutti le li hai. Agar tum aa sako to kal raat ka rakh lete hain. At our place.”
I agreed, and things were set in motion. Tomorrow night at 6:00 p.m., I would arrive at Jyoti and Avinash’ house… and fuck my beautiful friend in bed as her husband watched. I rang the doorbell at 5:55. I was early, and my hands and arms were shaking as I waited at the door. I heard some heavy footsteps come quickly, and then felt my eyes widen and my lund harden as Jyoti slowly opened the door.
She hadn’t put on anything special per se. She was just in some jean shorts, white socks, and a grey t-shirt that was probably too tight to wear in public. I was drawn instantly to the bulges of her massive breasts, and felt myself groan inside as her rigid, erect nipples poked through the fabric. I swallowed. “Um, hi.” She looked me directly in the eye. “Hi.” She held out her hand and took mine, and together we shut the door behind us and walked toward the bedroom at the back of the house.
Avinash was already there. Sitting in a chair at the far corner of the room, I could see that he was already in position for the show, and he had a video camera in hand. Wait,” I stopped, pulling on Jyoti’s hand to halt. “Tumne bataya nahin ki tum iski recording karna chahte ho?” I was really not very comfortable with this recording thing. It’s okay, Sameer. It’s just for us. Just for Avi and I. Aur koi ise kabhi nahin dekhega. I promise.” She looked up at me with her big, beautiful eyes, trying to reassure me. Then, without hesitation, she slowly stood on her tiptoes
Wrapping her arms around my neck as she pulled me down to kiss her gently on the lips. It’s been a long time for me to feel so excited and tremble so much at just a kiss. It’s been years since my last “first kiss” with someone. Those awkward moments when you move in, your body coiled with the anticipation and pent up sexual energy that’s been building for hours, days, or months. Well, this had been building for years, and as soon as I felt Jyoti part my lips with her tongue and slip her small, gentle tongue inside my mouth, I felt myself grow hard and a wet spot of pre cum form in my pants.
Jyoti must have known, or I must have moaned, because she pressed into me without hesitation. Her small little body pressed against me, and I felt the bold, rigid rod of my cock press into her stomach. We made out for what seemed like forever. I was slightly aware of the rest of the world outside of us, enough to know that Avinash had turned on the camera and was fiddling with the buttons, filming us as we kissed. Finally, after long moments of tongue against tongue and soft shuddered moans, Jyoti lowered herself from my mouth and pulled me towards the bed.
Jyoti knew what to do next. Somehow, sexy ladkiyo ko malum hota hai unki kaunsi cheez aadmiyon ko pagal kar sakati hai. As she stopped against the foot of the bed, she quickly lifted off her tight grey shirt, exposing the perfect smoothness of her ample breasts. I will always remember the site of those beautiful, perfect mounds. They were gorgeous, and I almost didn’t need Jyoti to take my hands and place them on her tits as she pulled me to kiss her again. For the first time in years I had my hands on breasts so big that I couldn’t fit even half of them in my hand.
They were soft, smooth, and slightly cool against my skin. My fingers and wrists trembled as I felt the hard, rigid tips of her nipples dig into the palms of my hands. Ooooh,” I moaned. Jyoti responded by kissing me even more, letting her lips and tongue move from my mouth to explore and suck my neck. Her hands roaming over my shoulders and back before slowly coming around to lift my shirt up my chest. Her soft velvet tongue swirled over my own nipples, and I gasped as her wet tongue played with them coyly. I looked down at her into her gorgeous eyes, and she pulled me farther with her as she lay down on the bed.
She lay on her back, her knees bent and her legs spread. Her tight jean shorts and her little white socks stood out against the bare, silky white skin of her stomach, chest, and breasts. I quietly started to undo and unzip my pants. Jyoti watched my crotch, waiting for the moment of reveal as I pulled down first my jeans, and then my boxers. Jyoti moaned as my lund sprang free. I stepped out of my shoes and pants and boxers, and then just as quietly took off my shirt. I stood naked, eyeing Jyoti on the bed, as she rubbed her pussy through her tight jean shorts.
“Talk dirty to her,” I heard Avinash interrupt. Hmm..?” I said, not looking at him but looking at Jyoti. Her eyes were half closed, and she was furiously rubbing herself through her shorts as Avinash and I spoke. “Talk dirty to her. Use her. Fuck her like she’s yours.” Jyoti moaned, and we both looked at her as she gasped and her legs shuddered, her toes digging traction into the bed. Her pussy arched, and we knew she came. She was panting, and her hair was loosely covering her face as she tossed her head side to side, moaning as she tried to catch her breath. Jyoti, tum mujhse chudwana chahti ho?” I asked tentatively.
Oooh… yes. Please. Please, Sameer. Chodo mujhe…mere pati ke samne lo meri chut. I’ve wanted you to fuck me for so long. Fuck me now. Fuck me…” she moaned and squealed again. Without hesitation now, and completely oblivious to the man in the room, her husband, and the handheld camera that he moved around, I grabbed Jyoti’s shorts forcefully, pulling her down the bed so I could wrap her legs around mine. “Get up,” I commanded. Jyoti did as she was told. She sat up, and I slowly undid her jean shorts as she rubbed and massaged my butt and thighs.
“Mera lund chuso. Main tumhare muh ki garmi apne lund pe mehsoos karna chahta hoon. Jyoti looked up at me, smiling and chewing her lip, before slowly opening her mouth as she guided my lund into her mouth with her hand. Oooh… shit!” I groaned. I grabbed Jyoti by the back of the head and forced her down on my shaft. She choked and gasped a little, but quickly recovered as I used my hands to bob her head along my shaft. Yes, that’s it. You’re a good cocksucker. Maza aaya? Apne pati ke samne kisi dusre ke lund ko chusne mein maza aa raha hai?”
Moan. Does it make you feel like a good little randi?”Moan. Gasp.”Yeah, I thought so. Tum kisi mote lund se chudwana chahti ho na…tumhare pati se mota aur bada lund. You want another man’s lund inside you. You’ve been secretly wishing for it. Haven’t you?” Gasp. “Haan, Sameer.” She looked up at me eagerly. “Main tumse chudwana chahti hoon…unhen dekhne do ki unki biwi kaise maze le le kar apne yaar se chudwati hai.” There was truth in her lust filled eyes. I wondered if Avinash knew. But I didn’t care. Clearly Jyoti wanted this. And I was finally going to get what I’d fantasized about for so, so long.
I pushed Jyoti forcefully onto her back on the bed. She smiled, rubbing her nipples with her fingers as I pulled her shorts and lace panties off and down. Then her socks, which dropped in little rolled up mounds onto the smattering of clothes on the floor. Jyoti’s pussy was gorgeous too. Shaved, it was small and perfectly puckered. It looked red and hungry between her legs, and I could see some wet glistening from where she had cum before. I grabbed Jyoti by the sides and turned her over onto her stomach, pulling her onto her hands and knees at the edge of the bed.
With a quick look at the camera to make sure that Avinash was going to get a good view, I lined up my lund with Jyoti’s pussy and grunted loudly as I shoved it inside. Jyoti screamed out as I shoved my shaft all the way in. And I moaned luxuriously at the feel of her tight, tiny little pussy. Being so small, Jyoti’s pussy was small too, and it strained to contain my now rigid and bulging cock. Her pussy was hot and wet too, and my lund slid easily in and out of her mound as I grabbed hold of her thighs, fucking her forcefully from behind.
“Oh! Oh God!” She mmph’ed and moaned as I fucked her furiously. Her tits bobbed and I could see that the harder I fucked her, the more covers were getting twisted and pulled on the bed. She was digging into the sheets and blankets for support, and I found that exciting. My lund was raging now. It was throbbing and swollen, and I made a point of grinding it along her g-spot inside her pussy walls. After a few, long, teasing strokes where I nearly pulled my lund completely out of her before ramming it back inside, I reveled as Jyoti moaned again, “I’m coming!”
Her pussy spasm around my cock, and I savored the feel of flesh on flesh as her juices oozed, lubing my shaft even more. Before her orgasm had completely subsided, I rammed her again, harder this time, and faster. She was moaning in shaky, broken moans, as I rocked her body. I fucked her fiercely, reaching up with a hand to grab her shoulder, pulling her harder onto me as we moved. When she came again, I didn’t give her time to recover. Her body was shaking, and I could feel it trembling as I pulled my lund out of her and told her to suck my lund again.
I watched with pleasure as she moved slowly and off balance, her legs shaking and her body panting as she sat back down at the foot of the bed. As she got in position, I slapped her face with my cock, making her bob after it, trying to catch it with her mouth. Finally, I took hold of the top of her head and force fed my lund to her again. This time she did choke, and I didn’t care. I continued to force my lund in and out of her mouth, face fucking her as she gagged and moaned and played with my balls. When I felt my lund was sufficiently wet, I pulled her off of my shaft, looking down at her beautiful face as she gasped for air.
“Ab main tumhari chut maroonga, Jyoti. Ab main tumhen chodunga aur tumhari chut mein apne lund ka pani nikaloonga. Aur tumhara pati dekhega kaise uski biwi ki gili chut mein koi doosra aadmi apna lund dalta hai…wo tumhen randi bante hue dekhna chahta hai na….tum bhi randi banana chahti ho na? I teased her with my cock again haan,” she spat some spit and precum from her mouth. “haan..main bhi tumhara lund lena chahti hoon apni chut mein ander dalo ise. Please…”Her girlish pleading was enough to convince me so together we slid onto the bed, her head resting in the mass of pillows while
I spread her legs, slowly using my hand to line my lund up with her pussy hole. We both looked into each other’s eyes, and for a long moment we shared a gentleness in our gaze, and then she nodded and I slid my lund inside. She winced a little. I could tell our fucking had already taken its toll, even with her well-soaked pussy lips. It didn’t matter, her chut was hungry for my lund, and I felt her milking and squeezing it with her pussy lips. She gasped and moaned, “Yes. Oh God! Yes, Sameer. Zor se!”
Jyoti dug her hands into the pillows, eventually taking hold of the headboard as I furiously squeezed and massaged her massive tits. She moaned and bucked against me, and I reached down to finger her clit as my lund slid inside. She gasped, and pressed her pussy and her clit into my hand as I fucked her. Her body was sweating, and I could feel sweat begin to slide down my brow, back, and chest. I knew Avinash was watching. I knew that he was holding the camera shakily, that his lund was out and in his hand as he stroked it furiously, watching eagerly as I fucked his wife.
Jyoti looked at him briefly, but then turned back to me and bit her lip, grunting as I slammed even harder into her tight little hole. Unn,” I began to grunt. Louder and louder with each thrust. My lund was swelling, and I knew the cum was building inside. Oh God! Yes! Yes! Yes!” Jyoti screamed. Loudly. Her voice must be deafening the microphone on the camera. My thrusts grow slower, heavier, deeper. I closed my eyes between strokes, my lund tingling and aching, ready to explode.
Cum inside me, Sameer! Meri chut mein nikalo apna pani! Jyoti was cumming again. I could feel it as I made my final, last strokes inside her hot pink mound. Her pussy squeezed me hard one last time, and when it released I shoved my lund all the way inside her, shooting load after load of white hot seed toward her womb. I grabbed her tits for support, squeezing them fiercely. She whimpered and simpered, and I felt her legs sliding along mine. Finally, when my head had stopped spinning, and our breathing had swallowed, I leaned down to kiss Jyoti, slowly and gently on the mouth.
Our tongues explored each other furtively. Jyoti ran her fingers through my sweat drenched hair, and we moaned and kissed sloppily over each other’s lips. Our hearts quickened and our panting began again. And just as I became aware of the first load of cum growing cold, I could feel Jyoti’s small little fingers take hold of my ass, urging me on. I gripped her shoulders, leaning close to her as I started to move. My lund felt weak, half flaccid, but I kept moving. I looked at her breasts, bouncing and shaking along her small little frame. I felt her nails dig into my back.
I moaned loudly at the pleasure pain, and she smiled knowing she had discovered something I liked. Fuck me, Sameer. Chodo mujhe” She moaned and pleaded, urging me on. I pushed hair out of her face, holding her cheek and offering quick, heavy kisses between gasps of breath, as she wrapped her legs around my body, pulling me farther inside. We were lost like that. Lost in time and sex and sweat and cum. I felt her hot legs pressed against my skin, and felt her even hotter chut grinding against my shaft. Finally, after what seemed like 20 minutes
And after Jyoti had cum once again, I felt my lund spur to its full glory and start feel the orgasm build. Jyoti felt it too. Her little hands danced over my body, and she pulled herself up to lick and bite my nipples as I moved inside. My eyes rolled back in pleasure. She knew it. She teased my nipples with her tongue, digging her fingernails into my shoulders as she bit and sucked my chest. I fucked her harder, groaning through gritted teeth, moaning her name between breaths. My pace quickened, and I felt myself sliding along wet pussy lips, begging to burst inside her again.
She bit hard. Her tongue swirled over my skin as she bit and sucked me, and it made me explode. Spurt after spurt of hot semen shot inside her, and I kept moving. Kept fucking. In and out. Harder. Faster. Until my lund ached and could take no more. Finally I collapsed. Spent, my lund still half hard inside of her. I rolled onto my back, pulling her shaken little body on top of me. Her pussy gently squeezed and teased my lund. And I ran my hands along her back and through her hair. I kissed her gently on the cheek and lips, and we shared long, deep kisses beneath her bright orange hair.
I think we drifted. We dozed off. We awoke at some point to find Avinash gone, but could hear faintly the videotaped sounds of our fucking on the computer in the room a couple of doors down. Jyoti and I smiled at each other. Groggy and satisfied. Jyoti told me quietly that I should get dressed and go. That Avinash would want to have his way with her now. I asked her if she felt up to it, and she shrugged weakly, and said that she would let him have his way no matter what. I smiled, and we shared a few soft last kisses at the door.
It had grown dark outside, and slightly chill. I started to walk back towards my car, when I heard Avinash say my name from the door. Yeah?” I turned, unsure of what he would ask. Silently he held out a plastic case, filled with an unlabeled DVD. Then, quietly, “Thanks for fucking my wife. We should do it again sometime.” I nodded, staring at the DVD I was now holding in my hand. I never would have imagined this ever happening that night we all laughed our way home from the party. But now it looks like there’s a very long road ahead, even as I sit here, writing this, with the DVD running in the background. Comments / suggestions ? mail at
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