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Owner's Pride Neighbors Envy

Hello to all, this is my first story and this is a real story which happened some time ago. My name is Hungstud, a 28 year old from Mumbai. Initially I used to stay in the Central Suburbs of Mumbai, but later when I got a job in the Western suburb I had rented a house for myself after finding it for eternity. The place where I lived was full of professional people, mixed with some just retired couples. The first few days I was busy in unloading and unpacking my things into the house, that’s when I saw her for the first time.
Since it was month of October, the heat in Mumbai is terrible but that day it was a bit breezy, as I was lifting my TV set and placing it on the stand, I heard a sweet voice beckon me. “Hello if you don’t mind can I help you?”. I turned to look who possessed such a sweet voice and I found the owner when the trail led me to a woman who I guessed might be 40-41 but looked 35. I was dumbstruck and was standing there like a moron when, I heard her clear her throat, I gave a faint smile and said “Oh no, am OK it just that am not used to unpacking and unloading since it’s the first time am moving house”. She asked me my name and introduced herself as Anjana Sharma. She asked me where I work, the nature of my profession , when I told her I am into marketing and branding she was curious, that’s when I noticed a man who was perhaps 8-10 years older 2 her join her who I guessed rightly was her husband. I Smiled and introduced myself to him, he just gruffly said a hello and went away telling his wife he was going to be late and not to wait for him. She dint even bother looking at him and caught my quizzical looks and smiled saying wait a minute ill be back. I was already cursing myself for letting my eyes linger on her more than important. But I must describe her, a perfect 36 tits lemon colored skin and eyes which was black and eyelashes which cried to be kissed and sucked. Half hour later I heard a knock and the now familiar voice of Anjana. The next two hours we spent talking and getting to know each other over a cup of tea.


After that first meeting, we met on and off near the lift or near the common market which was near the locality. One day as I was about to leave my house for work she called me near her door and said she had some problem with her net and her husband wasn’t there so if I could look at it. Though I am no IT expert I knew little nuances of how things work. I saw that she had switched off her net connection inadvertently and because of which she wasn’t getting any signal. Once that tended too, we spent some time talking over coffee, when out of the blue she said smiling “thanks a lot sometimes I feel you are more useful than people I know” I questioned what she meant she smiled and said nothing I tried testing the water when I asked her number, she hesitated but later gave me her number, but told me not to call her but message her or Whatsapp her. The more I spoke the more I fell for her; with a twitchy finger and impatient heart I Whatsapped her. During the conversation she told me everything about her unhappy marriage but how she was pulling on. Trying not to jump somehow my heart beat my mouth to the punch and asked ” Will you like to go out with me sometime?. A long pause later she said “You asking me for a date?” I replied “Yes”. She said she will think and let me know. With that the conversation ended.


Two weeks later I was home watching TV as it was a Saturday and I had no work so I was enjoying some music and breakfast, when I heard the familiar Whatsapp tune hit and it was Anjana and she had written. “You Still up with the offer” I replied yes and a huge smile. She replied “Good husband left for Delhi for 3 days let’s not go out, but can be at your place, fine?” was I fine? Oh damn yeah in a jiffy I prepared for the evening. I dusted the house, the bedroom especially, brought the best cutlery and ordered the best food and bought the best red wine. At 8.30 I heard the bell ring and there she stood in Red Chiffon which showed her lime colored figure and her slender shoulders, her red blouse and her ruby red lips which shined without much of lipstick. I Smiled and bowed my head and kissed the back of her hand. She smiled and I gave her a twirl and said I feel heaven has descended tonight. She giggled saying “You are a smooth talker aren’t you?” I just smiled. I dimmed the lights and bought the red wine and poured it in a wine glass and gave her one and took one for myself. After a 2 glasses each I put my hand out asking Dance? She nodded a yes and I Put on the song “Tum Ho Pass Mere” and was dancing pretty close feeling her breath on my skin and her eyes in my eyes. When the song “Hero” by Enrique was played on; I was softly humming the lyrics during which her hands had moved from my hands to my shoulder, and finally to my back in a hug. I twirled her around and said “you can take my breath away” and added Anjana to it. I heard her gasp a bit as I sucked her shoulder; she turned around and smiled, pushing me softly. Asking me? You planned this all along right? I replied if I hadn’t would you be here tonight.


Saying that I softly pulled her to me, with a look in her eyes which was asking me what I had in mind, I was just gonna show her that, I asked her going down on my knee ” can I give my date the best time she deserves and she wants?”She didn’t say anything as she was contemplating things, but somehow she managed a yes via a nod. I smiled and bought her close and hugged her. She hugged me with all her passion and ground her nails on my neck. I blindfolded her eyes and she was shocked I whispered ” don’t worry you will love it” I carried her to the bedroom where I had 6 candles 3 on each side. A bed filled with white, pink and red roses, a bottle of wine. As I lay her down on her bed she asked me if she could remove her folds. I said no, not yet, this is when I removed her footwear and sucked her toes and licked her feet. Moving my lips and grazing it up and down her finely shaped calf. Deeming her legs had enough of attention I moved to her lips sucking it and kissing her with all the passion I could possibly give her. I went down to her shoulder and started drinking the little drops of sweat as I heard her moan. I stood her up removed the fold as she hurriedly took off her saree and in a jiffy went her blouse and her black lacy bra.


Now it was my turn to remove her black panties which was satin material with my mouth. She was digging her fingers in my hair. she pulled me up and removed my shirt and basically tore my pants off , I dint wear a underwear so out came my lady pleaser and she said wow its beautiful. As I then saw her push me softly on the bed and lay on me kissing my chest, going down to my stomach and finally taking in her mouth, I was lost in neverland when I saw her head bob up and down, I held her head but as I was about to cum I made her stop. I turned her around and made her sleep when I sucked her tits and took my finger to her pussy and I started sliding down to her pussy and flicked my tongue on her sweet pussy, this went on for 15-20 min when I felt her body shudder and her knees buckle and I tasted the sweetest nectar, her first orgasm. She hissed and pulled me up sucking my lips in the process tasting her juices, as I lay on her she inserted my dick in her and said to me ” fuck me , take me , taste me; like I never have been, ” that’s all I needed and wanted as I entered her with full vigor and passion. The bed rocked that night as I held her by her waist and entered places and showed her heaven in a 20 minute love filled and passion filled performance that took her breath away. I finally felt her pussy lips hold my dick strongly which made me realize that the pinnacle was here and with a grunt and a huge sigh she threw her head back and I grunted to our respective orgasms.


She cuddled up to me and looked in my eyes asking me ” will you satisfy me like this always” I kissed her lips my approval and she held me tight as her hair swept my face and my senses . She told me ” I belong to you please pleasure me whenever you want, I am yours” I whispered” Anjana, you don’t know I will fill your every need after all you are owners pride and neighbors envy” With that we slept in each other’s arms.

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