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Complete Coherent Story with my Neighbor Girl Niha)
It was a humid evening in our quiet neighborhood in Chittagong. My elder brother had gone out of town for work, leaving the house mostly empty except for me. Our neighbor Niha — a 26-year-old single girl living alone next door since her parents moved to the village — often came over in the evenings to chat or help with small things. She was friendly, beautiful, with a soft smile and a figure that turned heads without trying.
That evening, after dinner, Niha dropped by saying she felt lonely and asked if she could watch TV with me for a while. We sat in the living room for some time, but she soon complained of a headache from the heat. “I’ll just lie down for a bit,” she said, walking into the guest bedroom and lying on the double bed. She was wearing a light cotton saree that clung gently to her curves in the humidity. Within minutes, her breathing slowed — she had fallen into a deep sleep.
I waited in the hall, heart racing. The house was silent except for the fan and distant street sounds. Finally, temptation won. I quietly entered the bedroom.
The night-light gave a warm glow. Niha lay on her back, one arm above her head, saree slightly shifted, showing her slim waist. I stood watching her for a moment, then gently lifted the edge of her saree from her ankle — slowly sliding it up over her calves, knees, until it bunched above her thighs.
Her fair, thick thighs came into view — smooth and inviting. I lifted higher, revealing no petticoat, just simple white cotton panties, already damp in the center from the heat.
My throat went dry. I pulled the saree to her waist, then carefully hooked my fingers under her panties and slid them down. She didn’t move. I removed them completely, leaving her exposed below the waist.
A neat patch of dark curls framed her pussy. The outer lips were full and slightly open, inner folds pink and glistening faintly. The slit trailed down perfectly toward her tight rear entrance.
I parted her thighs gently. Her legs fell open naturally, knees outward, feet limp. The sight made me rock-hard instantly.
I couldn’t hold back. I dropped my shorts and boxers, my cock springing free, already leaking. I climbed onto the bed between her legs, bracing on my hands to keep my weight off her. I positioned the head at her wet entrance and pressed slowly.
She was surprisingly slick even asleep. Half my length slid in easily, gripped by warm, tight walls. I started gentle thrusts — shallow at first, then deeper.
After a few strokes, her eyes fluttered open. Confusion, then recognition. She saw me above her, inside her, moving slowly.
Our eyes met. I didn’t stop. She didn’t push away. Her breathing deepened — soft moans through her nose: “Mmm… mmm… uhh…”
I lowered onto her, chest to her soft breasts. I thrust fully in, bottoming out. One strong push made the bed creak.
“Aaste… aaste…” she whispered huskily.
I reached for her blouse. She arched and helped pull it and her bra up. Two full, round breasts spilled out, nipples hard.
I kneaded them while thrusting steadily — deep, rhythmic strokes. Wet sounds filled the room.
We continued for nearly ten minutes — intense, slow fucking in the quiet house.
The buildup was too much. Eyes watering from pleasure, I buried deep and came hard — pulsing inside her, filling her with thick cum. As I climaxed, I kissed her deeply, tongue exploring.
I collapsed briefly, then pulled out. Cum glistened on her swollen lips, matting her curls.
I got up quietly. It was around 6:35 pm, already dark outside. I cleaned up, dressed, and left the room.
Niha lay there — legs parted, fingers lazily tracing her sticky pussy, eyes half-closed in bliss.
No words were needed.
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