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[SidRamya]

Hello everyone, I am Isha. I am a 27 years old woman from Bangalore. My vital stats are 34C–30–36. I am 5’3 and have a cute looking face. Most men find me incredibly sexy and sweet. In this story, I will tell you about how I fucked my neighbour and became his slut.

I have been in a relationship with my bf Ayush for about a year. It is not very serious but we have a lot of sex whenever we can. He works in a consulting firm and has to travel a lot sometimes for his projects. What I am about to tell you happened last week.
My bf is currently on a 6-month project in the UK and he won’t be back for another 3 months. I have a very strong sex drive and I often masturbate daily thinking about my fantasies.



I had been sex-deprived for 3 months which is a lot for a horny woman like me. My boyfriend being so busy hardly finds time for me. One Saturday night, I came back after partying with my friends. It was 1.30 am. I live in a large apartment complex and at that time, most people were asleep.



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I was very drunk and tipsy and was barely walking straight. Just as I was stumbling towards the lift, I heard the sound of a car being locked nearby and looked behind to see my neighbour Pushkar with his girlfriend rashmi. Apparently, they were very much out of control and Pushkar was making out with her at a feverish pace.





Pushkar had his hands on rashmi's butt and was squeezing it hard as he sucked her juicy lips. I couldn’t help but feel a tingling between my thighs looking at this.



Pushkar was a well-built, nice guy and he worked in IT. He had always been kind and helpful to me but until that moment I had never had the hots for him. But looking at him kissing rashmi changed my way of looking at him.



Rashmi let out a low moan and Pushkar looked around to see if anyone might have heard. He saw me looking at them and gave me an embarrassed smile which I found very cute. Rashmi though was in no mood to stop. I too was embarrassed about being caught staring and pressed the button for the lift.
Meanwhile, Rashmi was all over Pushkar. She was a pretty mallu girl with a lot of curves which I imagined Pushkar loved to squeeze and lick. 



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what seemed like an eternity, the lift came and we boarded. Rashmi had regained her senses somewhat and greeted me and let go of Pushkar.
We went up to our floor and parted our ways. While going, Pushkar gave me an embarrassed smile again and mouthed ‘Sorry about that’ while Rashmi was rushing to open the door. I just winked at him and gave him a cute but dirty smile



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After that, I rushed into my room and masturbated for an hour imagining Pushkar kissing and fucking me like he would be fucking Rashmi just at that moment.
Not quite satisfied and with my pussy still wanting more action, I headed out to the balcony. I live on the seventh floor so no one from below could see me. But I liked the thrill of it.
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I sat down in a chair with the lights off and with no clothes on. The warm breeze of Bangalore was brushing against my nipples. I was slowly playing with my pussy while trying to hear what might be happening next door at Pushkar’s.




Initially, I could hear nothing. But after some time, I heard Pushkar’s deep, manly voice shouting in pleasure followed by whimpered moans from Rashmi. He must be fucking her really hard, I thought.

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