Hello guys, myself Nik with yet another story. This story revolves around Payal, who came to live two floors above me. She shifted from Mumbai with her family and was around 2-3 years older than me.
Before I start the story, I would like to thank everyone who read my stories and gave amazing responses to my stories.
So it was a Sunday, and I played cricket with some kids and a few other friends from my complex. My complex had a huge entrance, and there only we used to play cricket. I was batting when the story’s heroine, Payal, made an entry.
She was in blue hot pants and a black t-shirt with goggles. I was taking a glimpse of her, and the bowler bowled. The ball went straight to my wickets. I was clean bowled both in the game and in reality to see such an immense beautiful girl in front of me.
She, too, couldn’t control herself and started laughing, saying, “You missed such an easy and straight ball. Does everyone in Kolkata play cricket like you?” The statement didn’t go well with me. I said, “It was a trial ball, Ma’am.” The kids started arguing.
She came toward me and said, “Can I have the bat, please?” I was awestruck at her beauty. Completely fair girl with big boobs and a thick ass. Payal’s sweet voice and her typical Mumbaikar accent made it clear about her roots.
As I returned to my senses, I handed the bat to her. She asked the bowler to bowl. She smacked him for two back-to-back boundaries.
P – That’s how it’s done.
Me – I know how it’s done.
P – Oh, really. I dare you to hit 6 boundaries in 6 balls.
Me – What will I get?
P – I will give you a Paw Bhaji treat.
Me – Done.
The bowler bowled, and I smacked 5 boundaries in 5 balls. She started getting angry and scolded the bowler, asking him to bowl a tighter line. In the last ball, I leaned forward and defended the ball even though I could have smacked it too.
She started jumping with joy.
I observed how her tight-toned body moved up and down. She came up to me and said, “You lost.”
Me – I did.
P – Now you have to take me to a pani puri place.
Me – Sure. At your service, ma’am.
P – Hence proved Mumbai players are better than Kolkata’s.
Me – Well, we here in Kolkata worship Goddesses and make sure not to make ladies unhappy. So even if you think so, I would agree with you.
She seemed impressed. Meanwhile, her parents called her from a distance. She asked me to join. I gave the bat to the wicketkeeper and followed her. She introduced me to her parents. I told them my name.
Her father introduced himself and his family as the Sanghvis, A Gujarati Jain family who came from Bombay to settle here. I told him about myself. We were from the same profession, so we started talking about some business stuff. He invited me for tea.
He said he would seldom visit Kolkata as his main business is in Mumbai. His wife, a Bengali, wanted to live in her native land in her old age. So they were here. I greeted auntie in Bengali, and she seemed younger than her age. She asked me whether I was Bengali, and I said Yes.
She had an instant positive vibe for me. They went into the elevator. Their luggage was so much, so I took the stairs and Payal came with me. They bought the flat on the 8th floor, just below the terrace. Payal’s mom invited me for a quick tea, and I also agreed.
I was climbing the stairs. Payal and I conversed when I told her, ” I see where your beauty comes from. Your mum is from here, so your roots are also from here. Hence I can sense the reason.” She got flattered and blushed and gave a soft blow to my hand.
She said, “Yes, I am sweet like her. But she is not my real mom but my stepmom. But she loves me more than my real mum could.” I didn’t say anything regarding that. I went to her house, had tea and offered help regarding unboxing.
They said they would manage, but I helped them unbox and set two to three boxes. Payal thanked me for help as I left, and she asked for my digits at the doorstep.
P – The Pani Puri is due Nik.
Me – Anytime.
As I climbed down, I got a ‘Hi’ text from her on WhatsApp. I checked the double penetration. She looked ravishing. Days went by. We became friends, and our interactions increased on WhatsApp. We added to other social media platforms and complemented each other.
Her father used to travel between Mumbai and Kolkata. We became very friendly and now shared our sexual desires and experiences. She had a little experience from her past relationships, and you guys must know about my stories’ experiences.
We started to meet every evening on the terrace, which didn’t go well with society’s aunties. They spread rumours about us. But her family was cool and paid no heed. Once her mother exclaimed, “If you guys are dating na, then also I don’t have any problem. At least I will get a Bengali son in Law.”
Payal blushed and asked her mum to stop. Winters started to fall, and night used to come early. We didn’t change our timings. One fine day we talked, and she saw the tall water tank. She said she wanted to go up. We went on top of a water tanker, and the view from there was majestic.
The city lights looked beautiful. It was still early evening, and we could see our surroundings quite well. We started talking, and I asked if she was dating? She said no. I asked her to install Tinder Or Bumble. She said boys are cheap in these apps, and the apps are useless.
I laughed, and we started laughing. As the evening started to fall, it started getting colder. She felt cold in her half-sleeved crop top. She liked wearing short pants and was wearing the same that day.
I asked her – Don’t you feel cold in these shorts.
P – Yes, I do.
Me – Try wearing fulls. Winters are quite bitter here compared to Mumbai.
P – Then what will Nik stare at?
N – Payal has assets which will be visible even if she wears full tracks.
P – Still to stare at the bare and one with clothes on its different na.
N – Yes, that’s true.
As the convo went ahead, we inched closer, and I placed a hand on her thighs. She didn’t stop me. I got encouraged by it, so I started caressing it. She kept talking, but her breathing started getting long. I increased my speed and put my finger on her lips.
Me – Shhhh!
Payal – What happened?
Me – You want to do? I am getting horny.
I gripped her warm legs while my hands were getting cold.
P – What took you so long to ask? You wanted this from Day 1 we met. Didn’t you?
Me – It’s hard to control, but I wanted to make you comfortable, na.
P – Can you wait for 3 days?
Me – What’s in 3 days?
P – It will be my 25th birthday, and I want it to be special. Mum will not be here as she is going to Mumbai with dad to attend a wedding.
Me – Sure, I can wait and will try to make it special for you.
P – The test we will play on my birthday. We can play atleast a T20 game right now. What’s say?
Me – Well least I can say is KKR going to crush MI.
I pulled Payal near me and started kissing her. She had amazing soft lips and was responding very well. Things started getting warmer. I placed my hand on top of her boobs. She started to break the kiss. But I pulled her, placed her against the wall and started kissing her.
She started to lose control. She somehow pushed me away and said.
P – Don’t go for inner things, na. It will arouse me, and you will only have to fuck me today.
I got closer to her and said – This will increase the intensity, babe.
I inserted my hand inside her t-shirt and unhooked her bra. It got loosened, and I went for her boobs. I maintained eye contact as I pressed her melons. She couldn’t resist and started kissing me. We passionately kissed, and I unbuttoned her black hot pants button.
P – Nik, no. You are making me horny. Don’t go for the pussy. I won’t be able to resist, na.
I ignored her words and pulled down her pants and undies together. She was dripping down there. I slid my finger around her pussy and asked, “Why are you so wet?”
Payal closed her eyes, blushing. I placed my dick in my pant and made her feel in her pussy. She opened her eyes wide and started to feel it by moving her waist up and down.
P – Nik, you are hard yaar.
N – Yes, you will relieve me, but first, let me play on your pitch.
Her pitch was grassy. I placed her on a slab there, unzipped her, and pulled her shorts down.
P – Uff Nik, you are ruthless.
I went down and licked her pussy. She jerked as if she got a shock, but I held her. I slowly increased my speed, and she started her moans. I went to the Top Gear and was tongue fucking her. My hands were pressing her soft ass and her boobies.
After around 20 minutes of vigorous tongue movement, she started to shiver and pulled my hair deep. I knew she was near. So I started eating her pussy. She came in hard and moaned loudly, calling my name. She cummed all over my face and body.
She lay motionless on the slab for some time while I stood up and watched the city. After she regained her senses, she pulled her pants and got ready. She then reached me and hugged me. I pecked two small kisses on her lips. She responded well and then went on her knees and tied her hair.
It was enough to make me understand what she was up to. I stood there, seeing her under moonlight now. She looked into my eyes, unbuttoned my jeans, and pulled the boxers down. My dick flung out, and her eyes widened.
P – How will you take the whole of this in?
I held her by her hair. She opened her mouth. I entered her mouth and went full in and choked her.
N – Like this.
I repeated the process two-three times. Then she removed my hands and gave me a blowjob as per her means. I started loving her movement and was getting too much pleasure. I now sat on the slab and kept her between my legs. She blew beautifully.
In the next 20-22 minutes, I unloaded my thick liquid inside her mouth. It was a surprise ejaculation, so she wasn’t prepared to spit half of it. We both were breathing heavily. I pulled my pants up and made her sit on my lap. I felt her body when her mother called and asked her to come and help her.
She said she’s got to go, but I didn’t let her go. She said Please. I still hugged her, felt her boobs for another 5 minutes, and then let her go. She climbed down and went to her home. I stayed there for a while and then returned too.
She asked me for my dick pic in dm. I clicked and sent it in a snap. She texted, ‘ I can’t wait to have your meat in my pussy. Please give me my birthday gift soon, Nik.’
I planned to make her birthday special which I will tell in the next part. As of now, I will wrap it up here and will tell how we fucked and the twist and turns in the next part. Till then, stay safe, and valuable feedback is welcomed at
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