Hi all literotica reader, this your Shekar again back with another hot and erotic sex story. Be ready to get busy with your hands and fingers.
For all of you, if you don't know me, I am Shekar 24 years old live in Pune. Have an athletic body and a monster cock which will satisfy any girl or aunty. Now let's start with the story.
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I used to work in the nearby school as a football coach for part time as it was my passion. Like all the weekends, I stood by the window in the room overlooking the street. The afternoon had an autumn-like chill, reminding me of the long-gone days I spent with my ex-girlfriend. As lately, I haven't been fucking anyone, all my past memories were bombarding my head and that made me horny and soon I was hard.
I took a sip from my coffee as I stared at the house of my neighbours opposite to mine. It belonged to my new neighbour, the hot sexy mother who bought it just a month ago. She was divorced and lived with her only two kids. I had seen her many times before, once when she came to greet me as the new neighbour, and several times at the park where I normally used to jog. I never managed to speak with her at the park due to the people around, so the only graphic memory I was left with was when she had visited me at my house. Also, her kids were studying in the same school where I was a coach, but I couldn't take any chances there either.
She had appeared at my door dressed very neatly, a gray skirt flowing a little under her knees, a black belt wrapped around her thin waist, and a gray jacket on top. I had almost lost myself staring at her oversized boobs under her black sweater. She had shaken my hand and told me she was very pleased to be in this neighborhood. She introduce her name as Aruna jadhav. I had received from her a basket of fruits as a gift. Before closing the door, I had watched her rounded ass shake back and forth as she crossed the street back to her house.
Looking back to the memory, I imagined myself doing nasty things to her. I was beginning to get an erection as I stood by the window. I saw visions that I couldn't force away from my head. Her lips had that puffiness that you want to fill them up with your cock. I would have led her up to my bedroom and ripped her asshole in my bed. But, it wasn't that easy. If I wanted to own that body, I needed to talk to her again, make her trust me.
When I glanced at her house again, I noticed how silent and tranquil it was. Then, it hit me. It was going to be a harder challenge with her kids around, especially when I am their football coach at school. Retreating to my bed, I lay down there in frustration, thinking about her curvy body that haunted me in every weekend. Was I destined to just jerk off on her?
I breathed out an exhale of determination and stood firmly from the bed. I was going to talk to her.
The door of my room closed behind me, my feet ravaged the stairs, I headed into the kitchen and I then saw it. The basket of fruit. It's my only chance to spark a conversation with her.
I put in some fruits in it and exited the kitchen. I was walking toward the door in a hurry when suddenly, just a few steps away from the door, I heard someone knock.
Confused, I turned the doorknob and pulled the door open. My neighbor stood there with a shy smile.
"Good afternoon." Her head tilted to the side adorably.
"Good afternoon. Please come in. It's a bit cold outside."
Her black boots tapped the wooden floor as she came inside. Closing the door again, I heard say "I have come to pay you a visit again and ask you about my child."
