Love Thy Neighbor
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I was finally getting the hang of some financial reports that my accountant had kindly supplied me the day before when there was a knock on my apartment door. I looked at the jumble of numbers on the computer before me and sighed. There was no way I was going to start again so I pulled the power cord out of the wall. Fuck shutting down Windows safely, Bill Gates could suck my dick for all I care. I flung open the door to see Roopa, the woman from apartment six, standing there.
“Want to have tea with me?” she asked. I think now would be a good time to tell you about Roopa. At 28 Roopa was around 5’6″, long black hair and a body that didn’t show the slightest evidence of having born a child four years ago. “Ashok is away on work for a while and I’m bored so I thought I would invite you for tea.” she said. Roopa was happily married and aside from the occasional bout of harmless flirting she never gave the slightest indication of having any interest in me.
“Sure,” I said, “come on in.” “I can’t, Pinky’s asleep in bed and I don’t want to leave her unattended. Come down to my apartment. My husband has some imported liquors too if you are interested.” A drink is a drink as far as I’m concerned and so I closed the front door behind me and followed Roopa to her apartment, three doors down from my own.
Actually she didn’t need alcohol to get me to follow her, I’d follow an arse like that through the gates of hell. We walked into her place where she gave me a can of imported beer and pointed to the couch. “i’ll get glasses for the scotch,” she said as she walked into the kitchen. She reached up to the cupboard above the counter causing her t-shirt to tighten and reveal the shape of her full breasts. It seemed Roopa wasn’t wearing a bra. She grabbed two scotch glasses and came back to the drawing room. “Here,” she said and handed me a glass. I held it as she poured me a drink before flopping down in the armchair across from me. “Cheers,” I said and drained the glass before opening the beer and swallowing half of it in one gulp. I felt it hit my stomach and start to shoot warmth through my body.
“You normally drink like that?” asked Roopa. “Always,” I replied and finished the beer before crushing the can in my fist and dropping it on the floor. “Ok, let me try it…” she said and proceeded to drain her own glass, closely followed by the beer. Her empty can bounced off the carpet and came to rest next to mine. “One,” she announced. I grabbed the bottle and poured us both another shot, then took two more beer cans from and tossed her one. “Careful, Sandy,” she admonished as she plucked it out of the air. “You shake the can like that and beer will go everywhere when I open it. You don’t want to get me wet… Do you?” She dropped me a wink that had my brain revving and my cock waking up from its peaceful slumber. “Perish the thought,” I replied and set about emptying my glass. I was half way through my beer when I heard her say “Two.” I looked over at Roopa just in time to see her beer can hit the floor.
“You’re falling behind, Sandy, better catch up,” she said. I drained the rest of my beer as she got us both refills. “Better take it easy with the beer,” I said, “those are the last ones.” “I got a fridge full of beer so shut up and keep drinking,” she replied. I shrugged and continued to drink. It wasn’t long before the floor was littered with empty cans and we were both in a talkative frame of mind. “So where’s Ashok?” I asked. “He’s out designing a landscaped garden for a friend,” she replied. “Doesn’t know shit about gardening but he can move rocks and takes orders so I guess that’s something.” “How long’s he away for?” “Two weeks.” “Try not to hurt him when you jump him,” I said. “Two weeks is a long time between drinks, so to speak.” “Two weeks ain’t anything Sandy, I haven’t had him between my legs for nearly a month.”
I nearly choked on my beer over that one. If Roopa was my wife I’d be banging her harder than a door in a cyclone, and I’d be doing it pretty damn often too. “Not that it’s all that exciting when he does finally get to work.” “Bit small is he?” I asked. What the hell, I was rapidly approaching drunk and didn’t mind a bit of gossip. It passed the time anyway. “I wouldn’t say small,” she replied, “just quick. Five strokes and it’s all over.” “You should find someone better hon, maybe get yourself a boy-friend or something.” “Its worse when he gets drunk,” said Roopa, “He gets horny but can’t get it up, and when he drinks I drink so I’m horny as hell as well but all I got in front of me is his soft noodle.” “I have the opposite problem,” I said. “I can get it up but takes me ages to finish.” “Bullshit,” she replied. “All men go limp when they’ve had a few.”
“Not all of us,” I said and drained my beer. I crushed it and dropped it to the floor. “How many is that?” “Who gives a damn?” She was eyeing me like she didn’t believe what I told her, but desperately wanted to be proved wrong. “Are you hard now?” she asked. “Nope,” I said. “I need inspiration.” Roopa leaned back in her chair and sighed. “Just as I thought, you’re full of shit.” I looked at her sitting there, her breasts rising and falling beneath her t-shirt, her face a mixture of disbelief and wanting desperately to believe. Life is full of moments where you either did something or let it pass. This was one of them and I decided to act. Getting slowly to my feet I took the single step required to reach her chair then leaned down and kissed her on the lips. She was surprised for a second but soon got into it and started kissing back, thrusting her tongue into my mouth with an eagerness that I didn’t expect. I pulled back and stood up, looking down at her with a smile on my face. “You like to kiss huh?” she asked. “It’s ok,” I replied. “i’ve been told I’m good at it.” She smiled up at me. “You’re not bad.” I could tell she was mulling things over in her head, trying to decide what it was she wanted from this situation.
I guess she made up her mind because she grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it up, exposing her breasts. “Maybe you should try kissing these,” she said. I’d been waiting the better part of six months to catch a glimpse of these babies and here they were, not only unfettered and in my face but being offered to me to do what I wanted with them. I wasn’t going say no was I? I kneeled down between her legs and started to kiss each breast in turn, paying attention to each nipple as they hardened beneath my touch. The right one looked to be a good place to start getting serious so I placed my mouth over the nipple and started to suck while my left hand started squeezing her other breast. I guess Roopa liked what I was doing because I felt both her hands grab the back of my head and start to pull me against her. The harder I sucked the harder she pulled and the harder she pulled the harder I sucked, until I could feel the flesh of her breast start to squeeze between my teeth. I could hear her breathing start to speed up, getting more and more ragged with each intake. She was just starting to moan when I heard a voice behind me.
“Mummy, where’s Daddy?” The hands that where trying to pull me through her body suddenly started pushing me away. I turned around to see Pinky, Roopa’s four-year-old daughter standing in the hallway watching us. “Daddy’s at work, you know that,” said Roopa as she slipped into mother mode. The top came down and those beauties I’d been sucking on disappeared from sight, possibly forever. I sighed as I sat back down on the couch and started on another beer. “But I want my Daddy, he hasn’t hugged me goodnight yet.” I could tell by the look on her face that the tears were not far away. “Daddy will be home soon,” said Roopa, “but not tonight.” “But he’s supposed to hug me goodnight.” The first tear started to roll down her face. “Sandy will give you a goodnight hug, won’t you, Sandy? Come on, Sandy, give her a hug so she can go to bed,” said Roopa. “Then you and I can play again.” “What you playing?” asked Pinky. “Nothing you would like,” said Roopa.
I decided that I better give the kid a hug and get her out of here. That little tit sucking episode had got my motor running and it looked like Roopa was showing me the green light. I opened my arms and Pinky jumped into my lap, just narrowly missing my balls with her knee. Roopa opened another beer and looked at Pinky resting in my arms. “You’re good at that, Sandy,” she said. “You should have kids of your own.” “No thanks.” What is it about parents, why do they think everyone should have kids like they do? They’re like couples that try to pair up all their single friends. “I reckon you’d make a great father,” said Roopa. She was obviously enjoying my clumsy attempts to try to rock Pinky to sleep. She slid down in her seat just enough so she could put her foot up on my leg. Pinky was starting to fall asleep so I used my free hand to play with Roopa’s foot, lightly running the tips of my fingers up and down her sole. It was obviously the right thing to do because Roopa looked like she was about to start purring.
“Put her to bed, quickly,” she sighed. I got up, being careful not to wake Pinky and took her to her room. I considered dropping her on the bed then locking the door behind me but having a screaming child banging on a bedroom door isn’t really conducive to great sex. I tucked her in and quietly closed the door behind me before making my way back to the drawing room. “Welcome back,” said Roopa and put her foot back up on my leg. “You may continue.” I smiled at her and started massaging her foot again. Roopa looked like she was in heaven and in no time at all her other foot was rubbing against my crotch. I guess she liked what she felt because she pulled her feet back and leaned forward, trying to slide her hand down the front of my pants. Not being one to make her job difficult I leaned back so she could get better access. Roopa’s hand slid inside my pants and quickly made its way down to my cock, which by this time was rock hard and ready for action. As she grabbed my shaft her eyes lit up with disbelief.
“Oh my God, you weren’t lying,” she said. She started pulling on it, giving me a hand job through my pants. She was putting some real effort into it, nearly pulling me off the couch with each tug. “Take your damn pants off,” demanded Roopa. I slid my pants off while Roopa removed her top. Those breasts of hers were a sight to behold. She slid off her chair and kneeled down in front of me before taking my cock in hand. She started pumping her fist up and down while she looked up at me innocently. “Do you like this, Sandy?” “It’s not bad, but it would be better if you were blowing me.” “I think that can be arranged,” she said and bent down to slide her lips over the head of my dick. Her head started to bob up and down in my lap, her long black hair flowing down over my thighs.
“Much better,” I sighed and collapsed back onto the couch. I was learning some interesting things about Roopa and one of them was the fact that she sucked cock like a high priced call-girl. I was just getting into it when I felt cold air hit my cock as she stopped sucking. “I can’t take it any more,” said Roopa and stood up so she could take off her jeans and panties. “I need you to fuck the shit out of me, Sandy, right here, right now.” She placed her hands on my shoulders and lowered herself onto my hard cock. “I want Daddy.”
We both turned around to see Pinky standing in the hallway again, a teddy bear clasped in one arm. She got up and walked over to Pinky. “If I tuck you in do you promise to stay in bed?” she asked. “Okay,” sobbed Pinky. Roopa took Pinky by the hand and started to walk her to her room before turning to face me. “i’ll be right back,” she said then pointed at my dick. “And that better be hard when I return.” I was beginning to like Roopa, she knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to go after it. I sat on the couch stroking my cock. The sound of a door clicking shut was followed by a very naked Roopa padding back into the lounge room. “Glad to see you know how to do what you’re told,” she said as she stood in front of me. “i’ll take it from here.” Roopa straddled me on the couch and slowly lowered her wet pussy onto my cock, sighing lightly as it slid home.
“It’s so nice to have a hard dick for a change,” she said as she started grind her pelvis against me. Roopa was in control of this fuck and I was happy to let her lead. I did have a few tricks of my own though so I placed my hand against the base of my dick, bending the middle finger slightly so her clit rubbed against the knuckle. She quickened her pace, sliding back and forth on top of me and flooding my hand and lap with her juices. I took my free hand and took hold of one breast, rolling the nipple between my fingers as I squeezed it roughly. “Oh fuck, Sandy, I’m going to cum,” moaned Roopa as her body began to shake on top of me. She leaned forward and bit into my shoulder, trying to stifle her moans as she climaxed. I damn near shot my load as I felt her bite down on my flesh, it was one the biggest turn ons i’ve ever experienced. Eventually Roopa’s grip relaxed and she sat up, looking me in the face.
“God, it’s been so long since i’ve cum like that, I’d almost forgotten what it was like.” “You appeared to be enjoying yourself,” I said. “Sandy, did you…” “No, but it was pretty damn close. I’ve still got plenty of steam left.” “Good,” she said. “Can I ask a favor?” “Sure.” “Would you… No, I can’t ask you for that.” “What is it?” I asked. “You can ask me anything you want.” “It’s just that…” She hung her head, her long black hair falling down and covering her face. “Ashok would never do it, he said it was disgusting.” “What is?” “Before I met Ashok I really loved anal sex, still do really.” She looked up at me and I held her gaze. “But Ashok would never do it, not even once.” “So you want me to fuck you in the arse?” I asked. She looked at me and smiled, all the answer I needed. She climbed off and I motioned for her to bend over and place her hands on the back of the couch while I got up and moved behind her.
Her orgasm had provided as much lubrication as we could possibly need; we were both smothered in it. I gently eased her arse cheeks apart and placed the head of my cock against her pucker then slowly eased it inside, taking my time and letting her get used to it. She wasn’t lying about it being a long time for her, she was real tight. I stood there with my cock buried up to the hilt for a minute or so, then started to slowly trust in and out. “Mmmm, this feels so good,” sighed Roopa as she reached between her legs and started to rub her clit. “Fuck me, Sandy, fuck my arse, and fuck it hard.” I don’t normally take orders but this was one I was happy to obey. I started to hammer her arse hard, my balls bouncing off her pussy with every stroke and occasionally brushing against her fingernails as she rubbed her clit faster and faster. “Oh fuck, Sandy, I’m cuming again.”
She grabbed one of the couch cushions and bit down on it as her body convulsed with her orgasm. Her body started to relax but I was not finished with her yet. I kept thrusting, pushing her into the couch. It didn’t take long for me to reach my own climax. “Fuck,” I moaned as I grabbed Roopa by the hips and thrust in as deeply as I could, shooting what felt like a gallon of cum into her. I pulled out and collapsed onto the couch, pulling Roopa down with me. “Now that’s what I call a fuck,” she said then kissed me passionately. “You can do that to me any time you want.” “You know where I live, come over any time,” I said. “Maybe I will, Sandy, maybe I will.” Roopa gave me a look that would make the Pope horny. “You feel like going again?” she asked. “Sure, I’d…”
“I want Daddy.”
“Oh Shit…!!”
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