‘Helping’ my busty, hot neighbour Amisha

My name is Aman, I am 25 years old, and everything in my life changed when I met a busty woman next to my room. Let’s start the story.

So, it all happened when I rented a room in an apartment. I came to know every person but only one caught my special attention. Her name was Amisha, she was 30 years old, whitish-skin tone, and tall. When I first met her at the doorway, she was in a red saree completely wet from top to bottom. She said she was doing her laundry.

After some conversation, I suddenly lost my mind and my whole focus went toward my neigbhour’s big breasts and her wide hips. Her navel was exposing and it gave me a hard-on. She noticed it and tried hiding it with her pallu and gave me a naughty smile. My penis was getting uncomfortable inside. She said she lived with her younger sister and after a few minutes, the conversation ended.

I closed my room door and pulled my penis out. Gosh! She made me wet too! The precum was sticking and dripping inside my underwear.

Then I took a nap, my thoughts were only about my busty next-door lady. The next day I was on my couch watching TV, I was all the way thinking about Amisha. After some time, I heard a big knock on the door. It was her! Amisha!

I was shirtless in front of her but that was not the case. I found her depressed and worried. She said her sister was not well, she needed help to get her to the hospital. There was nobody in the apartment available.

So I ran down the stairs to get a taxi. It was very difficult for me to get one because it was raining. But thankfully, I was lucky and got one.

We both took her to the hospital. While in the cab, the driver was looking at Amisha through the mirror. Amisha hid her cleavage. I got angry at the driver and told him, “Concentrate on your driving, Mister!” Amisha seemed impressed with that one. I knew I was scoring the game slowly.

Soon, we reached the hospital, the nurses took her sister. We both waited outside. Amisha was very upset. So I went to grab a coffee for her. I gently called her, “Hey Amisha, have some coffee, it will make you feel better.”

We sat together, and she went on explaining about her past and how she ended up living here. She was a divorcee, her husband cheated on her with many women and also tried to fuck her sister. So, she moved to the city along with her sister.

We shared many things and created an attractive bond. As we walked along talking around the corridors, I said, “Hey, everything will be okay, don’t worry, I am here for you.”

She suddenly hugged me tightly. That feeling was unexplainable, she made me shiver from top to bottom. I hugged and pressed her back. The nurse guy interrupted the moment and said the doctor was calling. I helped her purchase medicines.

We stayed in the hospital for a day. Amisha said she wanted to go home to bring some clothes for her. I bought my bike and took her home. My divorced neighbor wanted to change her clothes so she asked me to wait on the couch. She left her room door open. I was wondering if she did it purposely. I couldn’t control myself and took a peep. My neighbour woman was completely naked! I was shocked to see such a breathtaking body.

Amisha untied her hair and shook her head to tie up her hair. Her breasts jiggled and bounced. Her hairy pussy looked soft and tender. Her hair comb fell from her hands and she bent down. Her curvy ass was looking great and her vagina was juicy. I was doubting if she made all this show only to seduce me. My penis was thrusting inside my pants.

Then she covered her body with a towel and went inside the bathroom. After a couple of minutes, I started to dream of having sex with my busty and hot neighbor. A call from the room woke me up. “Aman, are you there? Could you please come inside?”

I said, “Yes, coming.”

I slightly opened the door and saw her in a saree. She was trying to reach her back to tie her blouse but she couldn’t. She said, “Aman, can you fix this?” I said, “Of course.”

She smiled at me. I gently pulled both sides to attach but it wasn’t reaching. The bra was also not hooked properly, so I said about the problem. She tried to detach it but it was stuck. This moment was getting complicated, my heart was beating tremendously. Then I used my teeth to remove it, but I suddenly bit her and she moaned a bit.

I said, “Oh, sorry.”

She giggled and replied, “It’s ok, Aman.”

I started to bite her more. She was puffing deeply. I started licking my neigbhour’s back and neck, she was enjoying it by moaning deeply. Then I removed her blouse and bra. She hid her breasts with her arms. I pressed her breasts and squeezed them. Then I fingered her navel, and Amisha was moaning repeatedly.

We kissed. Her lips were so soft and sweet that I bit it. She then pushed me to the couch, dropped her saree to the floor and removed her pantie. Amisha laid on me gently and pulled my pants off to suck my cock. I grabbed the busty lady’s hair together in one hand and drilled my dick into her mouth. Her mouth was filled with precum.

I wanted to cum inside her, so I took her ass to the couch and asked her to arch her back for doggy style. I throbbed my cock into my hot, divorced neigbhour’s heavenly paradise. She was moaning like hell and pleading for me not to stop. I couldn’t get over her, I licked and tasted her pussy. I pulled my tongue inside her licked like a child.

We ended up in a cowgirl position. She was almost tired. I pulled her over to me and continued to penetrate her as fast as I could. Then I gave a shot inside her warm pussy. We forgot about the hospital thing and slept the whole day together on the couch. That day was precious in my life.