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This story is about Mahima (name changed), a gorgeous Muslim girl who is the neighbor house owner’s daughter, who had busty boobs. The neighboring building is three-storied. My building is four-storied and I live on the top floor. Mahima lives with her husband and her one-year-old baby on the third floor.
So basically, when I walk on the terrace, I can get a clear view of Mahima’s house on the third floor. Every day after my office hours, I used to take a walk on the terrace for an hour around 7 pm. Mahima is a very cute girl who looks exactly like Shradha Kapoor of ‘Aashiqui 2’ movie.
Coming back to the story, when I initially shifted to this house, I never know anything about Mahima. One day when I was walking, I noticed Mahima was sitting in the hall and watching TV. Since the window in her hall was open, I can see her hall completely from my terrace.
She was in a red-colored kurta. After some time, her baby started crying. She tried to console her baby by placing her baby on her lap. The baby didn’t stop crying. To my surprise, she lowered her kurta’s left side, exposing her left boobs, and started feeding her baby.
Oh my god, what a sight. Her boob was small, but it was so curvy, and her nipples were dark in color. She didn’t notice me. I was moving left and right on my terrace to get a proper view of her boobs.
But since the baby was drinking milk, I couldn’t get a clear view of the hot sexy tits. After some time, her husband came back from work at around 7.45 pm and closed the window.
This became my regular habit, I started walking on my terrace at 7 pm every day expecting to see my goddess. Sometimes, the window was open and sometimes the window was closed. I didn’t get to see her tits after this first incident. I liked her very much and badly wanted to make my move to get close to the goddess.
One week passed by, I didn’t see Mahima. On the weekend, I was having a beer on my terrace. I heard some arguments in the next house. I was trying to hear it, it was not clear. But I was sure that the sound is coming from Mahima’s house. After some time, Mahima came out of her house and stood on her balcony.
I could see tears rolling over her face. I felt really bad for her. I wanted to console her, but she didn’t even I know that I exist. So I want to make a move. Since I was drunk (that me confidence), I decided to introduce myself. I waited for her to look at me.
After a few minutes, she looked up and noticed me. I waved my hand. She got shocked and left the balcony. I felt embarrassed. The next day evening, while I was walking on the terrace, I gathered courage and did the same, waved my hands at her. She noticed me and gave me a smile. I was on cloud nine.
This happened for a week, every day we exchanged smiles at each other. We didn’t speak anything. Then one day, I wrote my mobile number on a small paper and kept it ready to throw onto her balcony. I showed her a sign asking for her mobile number. She blushed and didn’t reply.
Then I showed her this paper and asked can I throw it? I could see mixed reactions on her face. She was looking at the next buildings to check if somebody is noticing us. Luckily, nobody was there. So without waiting for her reply, I threw it on her balcony.
She took the paper and hurriedly entered her house. I was waiting for her message or call for a long time, but I didn’t get any. At midnight around 12.30, I received a normal text message from a new number which states, Hi. I was very happy to see that. I replied back within a second, “Hey, beautiful.”
That’s where it started. I got to know that she is just 20 years old. I got shocked, I couldn’t believe that she is just 20 years old. She got married immediately when she completed high school, two years back to her relative. Last year she gave birth to her son. And her husband is 34 years old. That’s ridiculous.
We talked a lot about our families, day to day activities, and stuff. I was listening to her with patience and consoled her in the right places. We were talking till 4 am in the morning. She said she is feeling very happy after 2 years that she got a good friend to talk to. I was on cloud nine.
We started chatting regularly. Whenever I walk on the terrace, I ping her on mobile. She used to come out to the balcony and see me from there. Sometimes, she just opens her window and we talk on call looking at each other.
We became very good friends in the span of 15 days. She started spending more time with me on calls or texts. One day, I decided to try my luck and told her that, I will prepare a special lunch treat for her. I prepared mutton biriyani which came out very well.
She said that she cannot come. So I insisted that she at least take it in a box and have it at her home. She agreed. I went to a nearby shop and was waiting for her. She came and collected the box and left. She called me after 30 minutes and said that she liked the biriyani very much.
I started flirting with her, by giving nice compliments to her like she looks stunning, her eyes are very powerful, she has such curvy lips, etc. She used to give me smiles. I took this as a green signal and our friendship had gone to the next level.
After a lot of rejections, she agreed to come to my house one day. I cleaned my house so well and got some chocolates for her, and a gift too. She was very scared of what if somebody saw us and she was worried too. Finally, she gathered courage and came to my house.
Whenever she goes out, she used to go wearing a burkha. That gave her a bit of confidence as no one can recognize her with burkha on. She reached my house. I was very happy to see her. I gave her water and asked her to sit on the sofa and be comfortable. I asked her to remove the burkha.
She was hesitant at first then she removed it. Wow. What a sight. She looked amazing. She was so cute; I can’t take my eyes off her. She couldn’t stop blushing as I was giving her a lot of compliments back-to-back. I gave her a gift and chocolates. She was very happy to see that.
She wanted to go back, I extended my hands to shake her hand. She gave me her hand. I was holding her hand and continue to talk. She didn’t show any objection to me holding her hand. She was on the left side of the sofa, I was sitting next to her with some gap.
I gathered courage and moved very close to her. She didn’t show any objection. I am still holding her hand. My heartbeat increased like anything. Our faces are next to each other. With confidence, I gave a kiss on her cheeks. She gave a smile.
I took this as a sign and kissed her forehead and eyes. She closed her eyes and sat idle. I took her face in both my hands, moved it close to my face, and planted a kiss on her lips. I opened my lips and started sucking her upper lips softly.
She didn’t respond first, then she slowly opened her lips granting me access to her juicy lips. I sucked her lips like there is no tomorrow. Exchanged our saliva, our kiss went for like 5 minutes. She got high with my kiss and started moving her hands on my chest.
I removed my shirt. She started scratching my chest with her nails vigorously. I moved to her neck and started kissing it all over. I licked her neck completely. Her eyes are still closed. I kissed her earlobes. Blew hot air to her ears. She was in a black kurta. I moved my hands to her boobs and started massaging them.
She started moaning lightly. I was trying to remove her top, she allowed me to take it to her neck and stopped it. I understood and kissed her neck. She was wearing a red bra. I licked all over her chest. Her tits are perfect. So soft and curvy. I was pressing them hard.
I unhooked her bra to get a view of her melons. Planted a kiss on her nipples. It was very spongy. Sucked her tits crazily. I was shocked to get the taste of milk from her tits. Wow. Her milk was very tasty. I drank it all and kissed her navel, having a lot of fun with my busty neighbor.
I removed her pants halfway through her thighs and made her lie down on the sofa. I was caressing her thighs with my soft hands. Kissed her thighs all the way from her navel till her toes. She is so fair.
I removed her panty and got to see her bushy pussy. I placed my lips on her pussy entrance and started teasing her. She just pressed my head to lick her pussy. I was licking her pussy crazily. I gave her a deep lick. She reached her orgasm in 7 minutes. I removed my dress completely and hugged her.
She still hasn’t opened her eyes. I asked her to open her eyes and take a look at my dick. She opened and was surprised to see my big hard dick. I guided her hand to hold my dick and let her stroke it. She didn’t take her eyes off my dick. She was stroking it very nicely.
I placed my dick in her pussy lips and started hitting her pussy with my dick. Within a minute, I inserted my dick into her wet pussy and started banging the Muslim beauty I met recently. She looked so sexy without a dress. I was fucking her hard, she started moaning heavily.
After 15 minutes, I was about to cum, I asked her can I cum inside, she said no. Then I took out my dick and released all my cum on her bushy pussy. We became very close after the first fuck. She started talking very freely about her dark fantasies and I made all her kinky fantasies come true.
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