There was a lady who lived next door to us. She was pretty hot and had been the subject of my fantasies on and off for a while till something happened that made me obsessed with her.
I was 18 when she moved in next door to us. We got introduced early on as I was asked by my mom to help her bring the boxes of her stuff up to her house as they caught up over tea. Her name is Ahana, and I still think back to that day trying to remember as vividly as possible what she was wearing.
She must have been around 30 back then, all I remember is that she was about 10 years younger than my mom. She was wearing a purple t-shirt and black pants (I think) and sometimes when she bent over to pick something up, the brown skin of her lower back became visible. That's all I needed back then to jerk off to and as soon as I had helped her put the boxes in her house I went to rub one out.
Over the next 4 years, I would rub one out to her many hundreds of times. I thought her lacy underwear that was sometimes visible in the balcony, her waist in a saree, the base of her left boob visible through the gaps of the buttons in her shirt, the cleavage visible when she leaned forward, her boobs pressed against me when we hugged briefly, her shorts riding up her buttcrack when she was done working out and I thought a few times I heard her moans through the walls but I was never sure. It was enough to get my motor running though.
She lived on her own and my mom constantly asked her when she was going to get married and she always replied that she was happy on her own and wasn't really looking for that. She had a fair share of male visitors but I could never tell whether they were friends or boyfriends. Except one, who was a long term relationship she told my mother about, but that was over in a couple of years.
Physically, her boobs were beautiful and she had an inviting ass, but for 4 years she was just one among my many fantasies. Then four years later, one day something changed.
My mom had gone to visit my dad and care for him because he was a bit ill and I was home alone. As a 22-year-old, I was perfectly fine taking care of myself, but my mom asked Ahana to look in on me from time to time.
After about a week of this, during which I think I had masturbated every day, some days twice since I had full reign of the house, I heard the moaning (at night, past dinner). I decided to investigate. My bedroom wall was attached to Ahana's living room because we shared a balcony. Not close enough to jump into but sometimes we would throw things across. So, that was a dead end.
I went into my bathroom and the moaning was clearer but I still couldn't see the source. I could see Ahana's bathroom window but it was shut and the light was off. Another dead end.
I went into the guest room and I could already hear that it was louder and clearer here. The indistinct sounds came through as 'oohs and mmms'. The voice had a husky quality to it, I honestly didn't think it was Ahana at this point.
I went to the window and pulled back the curtain a bit, it changed my life. Ahana was on her bed topless, her boobs were shaking as she rubbed her pussy under her white cotton panties. She had propped her back up on some pillows and I could see her face and boobs clearly from a side profile.
Her left hand was on her boob squeezing it and playing with her nipples, her right hand was furiously rubbing her pussy under her panties. Her moaning was punctuated by muffled moaning as she put her fingers in her mouth to renew the wetness and went back to rubbing herself.
Her eyes were closed clearly imagining some sensuous or dirty act. But they flew open and she froze for a second. I was frozen too afraid that I had been discovered or that she would realise the windows (and curtains) were open. But she jumped off the bed and scrambled under her mattress. She emerged after a few second holding a lime green toy. I think my eyes almost popped out of my head.
She threw the intimidating looking thing on her bed and rolled her panties down before kicking them off. For a few seconds I had an uninterrupted view of her hairy pussy (I imagined I saw a pink line in between the bush, but I'm not sure). She put the toy in her mouth and shoved it in a couple of times almost seemingly to warm it up.
I thought my cock was going to explode, i pulled it out and began to stroke it (slowly, because I was afraid I would cum immediately).
She then put it on the side table and went into her bathroom. She emerged with what I thought was shower gel (but was probably lube) and she put some onto her hands and rubbed it onto the lime green dick (it was kind of smooth and curved, didn't look like a dick).
She put the pillows under her lower back and laid down. She rubbed the toy on her pussy a couple of times and then she put her left hand in her mouth and slid the toy in a bit. The sound that escaped her was haunting sound that never left me. It was sort of like a 'hnnnnghhhhh' but so fucking hot.
She began to slide it slowly in and out but she seemed to be building up. As she did her left hand progressed down her body fondling her boobs, feeling her hips and finally rubbing her clit. As she sped up, I could her soft, sharp, murmurs, from her that I interpreted as 'fuck,fuck,fuck,fuck fuck...'
I couldn't help myself and came all over my hands and got some cum on the curtains too, but Ahana wasn't done. When she pulled the toy out of her pussy, she grabbed a belt, not a thin one, a thick leather belt that I don't think she ever wore. She made a loop in it and attached one end to a loop on the wall she put the loop around her neck (I was kind of afraid but in hindsight, the hook would never have taken her weight). Then she put one leg on the bed and after relubing the toy, slid it back into her pussy. Then she leaned away from the hook so it was sort of choking her, she had one had on the belt and another thrusting away away at her pussy.
'Guh!Guh! Guh!' I heard with every thrust. Her eyes were huge and as (I think) she came they sort of went out of focus and her leg buckled. She let go of the toy and freed herself from the belt. It jung limply on the wall as she removed the dick from her and slumped on the bed. She went to the bathroom in a while but I was rooted to the spot just reliving what I had seen.
She came out in her nightie, and as she went to get her bottle of water on the side table, she looked at the window, mortified, I could see the comprehension dawning on her face. She walked the window and shut it, looking around at my window and then the ones below to make sure none of them were open before drawing the curtains.
That was it. I was obsessed.
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Up until I had seen Ahana spasm in pleasure as she fucked herself with a lime green dick, I had only fantasised about her in multiple positions like a pornstar. Now that I had this image of her in my head, it took over my life. I checked the window multiple times a day, some times hours on end just staring at the curtains through a dark room when I knew she was home, hoping for a glimpse, to no avail.
When Ahana did come over to check in on me, she seemed usually cheerful and asked a bunch of questions. I don't think I did a good job of hiding the fact that I was seeing her in my head licking a toy before sticking it in her pussy.
She even enquired if I was okay 'You seem a little bit lost? Are you okay? Do you miss your mom?' but all I heard was 'Fuck,fuck,fuck,fuck....hhnnnnghh'
I had to actively try to not look at her boobs or check out her ass for fear that she would catch me, some times I'm sure she spotted a glimpse. She can't have thought too much of it because she would always come back and check in.
A little more than a week later I heard the moaning again, surprisingly I wasn't waiting by the window when it happened, but I rushed to it. The curtains were drawn so I couldn't see anything but I was sure it was her. I sat there and jerked off hoping that she would open those curtains and sate my thirsty eyes. But nothing of that sort happened.
A sort of recklessness gripped me though, I sat there for a while gathering courage. Then I stepped out of the room, and then out the house. I went over to Ahana's place and rang the bell.
No answer, about half a minute passes by, and I rung the bell again. I waited for about a minute and just when I turned and almost opened the door to go in, she came to the door.
Framed in the door was this beauty, she wore a pair of yellow boxer shorts and a white t-shirt. I could see sweat glistening on her forehead and neck the hair on her forehead was sticking to her skin.
'H-Hey Chris, is everything okay? What are you doing here? It's past 12', she said breathlessly.
I apologised for waking her up, and told her I guess I just had a nightmare.
She beckoned me to her and said, 'Come here, are you okay? Tell me what happened.'
I went closer to her and said, 'I fell asleep in the guest bedroom by mistake and in my dreams I heard some thumping sound like someone was outside the window and trying to break in and it woke me so I looked outside to check and there was nothing there, so i thought I'd check if you heard or saw anything. Ahain I'm sorry if I woke you Ahana aunty.'
She glanced towards the window and said 'No, I was in the middle of something so I didn't really but I'm sure it was just a nightmare. Come here you.'
She gave me a hug, and I don't know if she felt my dick but I felt her boobs, she definitely wasn't wearing anything under the shirt. Her nipples brushed my chest and when we let go I think I saw her neck was a bit red too.
'Are you okay, do you want to come in for a minute? Get some water?', she asked
I said no, I'd be fine and I headed back home muttering a hurried thanks.
'Okay, good night. Call on me if you need anything, and please for heavens sake drop the 'aunty'' she said and then hung back for a second and closed the door.
I headed straight for the guest room hoping that she would open the curtains to take a look at our window and I'd get a glimpse of some action but it hadn't worked.
THE NEXT DAY, she came over in the morning and checked in on me. I said I was fine and apologised again. She headed to work and I headed to college, but when she got out of the lift I had another spurt of recklessness, I went back up after she was out of sight.
I grabbed her spare key from my parents' room and went into her home. I went over carefully to her bedroom, I lifted the end of her bed as I had seen her do then I realised there was a cubby hole in there so I lifted the door and there it was the lime green smooth dick with a sort of sworl like black handle and a base. I picked it up and sniffed it, nothing. It was clean, with a pang of disappointment I put it back. There were other things in there too, one that looked like an egg with a tail and a tiny black bullet like thing.
