Thanks to Rusty yet again for editing this story
It was just a regular Wednesday afternoon in the Arrowwood apartment building. The poor working class families had gone to work, and the crackheads were semi-conscious after getting their fix. However, apartment 203 was filled with the loud moans of a young Indian woman. Meghna was riding her 60 year old African American neighbour, Steve. She rode him like there was no tomorrow. Sweat was glistening all over her body as she looked down on his cock and enjoyed it to the fullest.
Meghna had no qualms about cheating on her husband with Steve. Steve gave her the pleasure her husband never gave.
"Ahhh... aahh... zor se," Meghna moaned in Hindi. With each moan, she felt like she was having another orgasm. Her body shook and shivered as she took Steve deep inside her young body.
Finally, when Meghna thought that this would be her last ride with Steve, he flipped her around so that her back was on his lap. And once again, Meghna positioned herself over Steve's crotch. With her hands behind her head, she pushed herself downwards. Her tight pussy muscles squeeze every inch of Steve's dick. This made Steve moan louder than before.
Steve grabbed her hair and pulled Meghna to him so hard that his lips touched hers. They kissed passionately as they fucked each other with wild abandon. Finally, when Steve couldn't take it anymore, he put one hand on Meghna's waist while still fucking her. He started pumping her harder and faster. As his balls hit against Meghna's ass, she started cumming again. But it wasn't enough for Steve. He wanted to make sure that Meghna got multiple orgasms that night, so he pumped her harder and harder until she came for the third time.
This had to be the best fuck of her life. Her moans had turned into screams, and it sounded like she was being murdered by Steve's huge cock. But that didn't matter to Meghna. She could feel herself tingling from head to toe. It was almost like her whole body was on fire.
She looked at Steve and saw that even though he was exhausted, his cock remained rock solid and strong, and continued to pump her hard and fast. Finally, when Meghna thought that she couldn't take it anymore, Steve grunted loudly and shot load after load of hot cum inside her pussy. This caused Meghna to cum even harder, feeling the warm cum leaking out of her pussy.
The two lovers lay on the couch together. "That was amazing," said Meghna, her voice hoarse.
"It sure was," replied Steve.
They lay together, trying to catch their breath, as it was already their third one for the day, but a tear fell from her left eye.
Tomorrow, she was going back to India. Her husband, Prasad's sister, was finally getting hitched at the age of 27 and the wedding preparations were underway. Prasad couldn't get more than two weeks of vacation time, but Meghna requested if he would let her leave a month earlier so that she could stay with her parents for a few days. She thought Prasad would reject it, as he controlled all her freedom and never allowed her to talk to her parents over the phone without his presence.
Amazingly, he actually agreed. Something he had never done in their tumultuous marriage based on lies. But only now she realised that she would be missing Steve for the next two months. He was the only one who made her happy in this dark, hard and selfish world where her husband and her in-laws screwed her life. Her tears flowed as he gently hugged her. She rested her head on his broad shoulder and sobbed.
Steve wasn't oblivious to all this. Their affair wasn't just sharing bodily fluids for hormonal ecstasy. It had gone beyond that ages ago, and the thought of Meghna leaving him made his heart heavy too. But he did not want to show his emotions to Meghna. He did not want to make things worse than it was and just wanted to enjoy the time he had with her.
He had loved his ex-wife dearly, but she cheated on him and then cried domestic abuse to get divorced. This made him totally bitter, and he decided to live alone. But the woman he was holding, the beautiful young housewife who was crying on his shoulder, was a victim of a cruel world. Her husband was a total jerk who never valued her or their marriage. Her in-laws were even worse, who lied about everything - their son's education, occupation and wealth to get her married. She was a victim of a society who forced a young girl to marry a man she did not love or care for.
He gently moved his hand through her hair and wiped the tears from her face. He kissed her softly on her forehead and then gently kissed her on the lips. They kissed each other passionately, their tongues intertwining, their lips parting slightly as their kiss deepened. The tears stopped flowing. She had forgotten about her life. All she cared about was that the man she was kissing was the one she had fallen in love with. The neighbor who came into her life as an accident after his son raped her.
She then started stroking his Pringle can sized cock as she wanted it in her one last time before she left for India. Steve was surprised how his cock was getting hard, defying his age as if his mind was pushing it for the sake of her. But she was also surprised how her pussy was still dripping despite it getting pounded and ravished. She held him tight and mounted him. Steve took hold of her small waist and then plunged his cock in. Meghna's body shook, and she threw her head back as she gasped, "I'm going to miss you."
"Me too," said Steve, and he pulled her down for another long, passionate kiss. She was riding him hard and fast, their bodies slapping together. Meghna moaned louder and louder, her eyes closed, feeling the orgasm building within her. Steve was panting and moaning, his face red.
Meghna leaned back, arching her back, her breasts thrust out, and she screamed, "Oh, yes! Yes! Fuck me hard, fuck me harder!" Her orgasm finally hit her, and her body started shaking and shuddering.
Steve rolled her off, so that he was on top, and then started pounding her hard with every strength of his body. It felt as if his cock might break her petite frame in two. His balls were slapping against her ass, her legs wrapped around him, urging him to go faster, harder, deeper.
"You like that?" he growled.
"Yes! Oh, yes! I like that!" cried Meghna as the pleasure surged through her body. She was close to another orgasm.
"Cum for me!" yelled Steve as he increased the speed. Meghna screamed out, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as her second orgasm hit her.
"Ahhhhhhh! Ahhhhh! Yesssssss!" screamed Meghna, her back arching, her body shaking, her legs quivering as she came. Steve thrust one last time and then he came inside her, his cock spurting a huge load inside her, coating her womb with his seed. He collapsed on top of her, breathing heavily. They stayed that way for a few minutes, their sweaty bodies pressed together.
"Oh god," panted Meghna as she lay there, her body still quivering.
"I'm gonna miss you," whispered Steve.
"I'm going to miss you more," replied Meghna. They shared a brief hug before she left.
And 48 hrs later, Meghna landed in Mumbai airport. Her mind wanted to jump into the first cab and pay him whatever money he wanted to drive all the way to her native place and hug her parents and cry. But as a Bahu, it was her duty to be at her in-law's home. She always found Prasad's mom shifty, even before marriage, but she now knew that it was his mom who kept poisoning her mind and making him keep a tight leash on her freedom and try not to be emotionally close to Meghna.
She went to the tiny pigeon hole sized apartment in a low-lying area of Mumbai. Meghna blamed her parents as her in-laws spun a web of lies about their wealth, and they believed it completely. Meghna's mother-in-law and sister-in-law were eager not for her, but the costly presents brought from the USA by Meghna.
She went into the room, freshened up, and sat there alone. Then her mother-in-law knocked on the door.
"I thought you would be helping us cook, but it looks like you are tired," she said sarcastically.
"No, I am not tired," said Meghna.
"Then what will we do? We don't have any maid here to help you," sneered Meghna's mother-in-law.
"Don't worry, I'll help you with the cooking," she said, trying to make her happy.
Her mom-in-law turned towards her. "I thought you were tired," she mockingly asked.
"No, not at all. I'll be there in 10 minutes," said Meghna.
She went to the kitchen to help her cook. But not after she found 100 mistakes in what she did.
After dinner, her mother-in-law said, "I think you are finding it hard here. You can visit your parents if you like."
"Thank you for your generosity, ma," she replied politely. But she knew it would look bad to her relatives if she didn't stay at her in-law's home, so she decided to stay put.
Her mother-in-law looked at her with hatred in her eyes. She hated the fact that her daughter-in-law was so beautiful, making her daughter look uglier than she already was. It was embarrassing for her when her neighbours and relatives came over and commented about her beauty.
Her mother-in-law felt threatened because her husband was also openly staring at her daughter-in-law. So, she tried to get rid of her daughter-in-law as soon as possible.
Meghna's sister-in-law also showed a lot of attitude to her as she was just a village girl, but she had improved her English from talking with Steve in the last eight months and could talk better than her without trying to fake a south Mumbai accent. But unfortunately, she could not have any phone conversations with Steve. She had to use her mother-in-law's landline as she didn't have her own personal mobile.
Meghna spent her days helping her mother-in-law in cooking and doing household chores. After her work was done, she just spent some time alone in her room, as no one talked to her.
After a week, Meghna couldn't take it anymore. She finally relented and asked them permission to leave for her native village. Her mother-in-law was happy and gladly let her leave. Meghna happily packed her stuff and left by train to her village. She reached her parent's home, and they welcomed her warmly, so happy to see her after such a long time since she left after her marriage.
