This is not a story, but about real life that happened a few months before the coronavirus when I was curious about the ladies tailor who came to my neighbor’s house.

Let me introduce myself. I am Savita, known as Savita bhabhi in my colony. I am 36 years old and rather well-endowed in all the right places. I am a housewife and my husband works in the office.

But he always comes home late from work, saying he has office work. I am very horny and want to have sex anytime. But my husband does not have the energy and fights with me saying that he is not interested in having sex.

Now on the floor that I live there is only one other couple. The wife is a good friend of mine and we exchange news and views. Her name is Meena and she is 38 years old. Her husband is a businessman and is rarely at home.

One day, I was at my window. I saw the tailor, who has a shop on the ground floor, coming out of her flat. Later, when I met Meena, I asked her why the tailor had come? She blushed and hesitantly said that he had come to deliver her blouse.

Now, this tailor is a Muslim guy, about 25 years old. I have seen him in the shop. He is muscular, tall, and quite handsome. Anyway, I forgot about all this.

Then suddenly, one day in the afternoon, I saw the tailor, go to Meena’s flat. Later I learned his name is Naseem. I thought I will keep watch when he is going back. So I sat on our sofa and was peeping from the curtain. I was quite surprised when he left after more than one hour.

Now I was sure, that there was something fishy going on between Meena and Naseem.  So as soon as he went, I went to Meena’s door and rang the bell. She opened the door immediately, thinking that Naseem had come back for something.

Her hair was a mess and her face was flushed and red. She is having fair skin. She was wearing a gown. But I could see that she was not wearing a bra and panty. As a woman, I know immediately.

I told her that I had seen the tailor in her flat for one hour. If she did not tell me the whole story, I would inform her hubby. Hearing this she caught my hand and hugged me tightly. She begged me not to tell her hubby and that she would tell me everything.

She told me that she had gone to stitch her blouse at the shop below. There the tailor, Naseem, while taking her measurements, first gently pressed her boobs. She found it enjoyable as she was in the same position as me, as her husband was too busy to have sex with her.

Then he told her that to take proper measurements, he needs to remove her blouse. Though she was hesitant at first, she finally agreed and was only in bra. This gave Naseem full liberty and he began to touch her nipples from the outside.

She said she tried to control it. But she started getting wet between her legs, and her nipples also became big. But then a customer knocked at the door and she had to dress up again. Before she could leave, he caught her tight and gave her a deep kiss in her mouth. He made her promise that she will come the next day.

Now, it was also time for me to go and pick up my daughter from school. So I left but promised to hear more the next day. That night I could hardly sleep and was feeling horny to hear the story about Naseem’s cock and how he fucked Meena.

So the next day, as soon as my husband went to work and daughter to school, I went to Meena’s house. She was waiting for me. As soon as I entered, she hugged me tight and began to kiss me. This was a new experience for me to kiss a woman. But I was so horny that full night, that I also began to reciprocate.

Meena told me, “I know you have been thinking of Naseem’s cock whole night.” I blushed. She then asked me if I had ever seen a circumcised cock. I said, “No.” She then told me that Naseem’s cock was like a rod, massive and thick, at least 8 inches long and 3 inches in diameter.

We both agreed that our hubbies cocks were about 5 inches. She also told me that he can fuck continuously for 30 minutes, while our hubbies lasted maybe 3 minutes. Hearing all this, my pussy began leaking. She understood my situation and lifted the gown I was wearing, over my head, and removed it.

Now, I was only in bra and panty. She herself removed her gown and I was surprised to see that she was fully nude underneath. I was feeling a bit shy. But she kissed me inside my mouth and slowly unhooked my bra. Then she bent down and began sucking my nipples, which had become quite engorged.

Though Meena had bigger boobs, like melons, my nipples were like grapes, thick and juicy. She made me suck her nipples too. Now my panty was soaked with my juice and my cunt was itching. She asked me if I masturbate? I told her that I did with my fingers. She smiled and said she had something better for me.

She then went in and brought an electric dildo, which I saw for the first time. She said, “This is my gift for you” and showed me how to use it. I had a thick cunt bush, while Meena was clean-shaven. She said one day, I have to shave this bush. By the end of the session, I had an orgasm for the first time.

Slowly we became best of friends and spent most afternoons together, either at her place or mine, mostly in the nude.

One day, I went to her house just a few minutes after Naseem had left. Meena warmly welcomed me and took me by the hand into her bedroom. She said I will show you his love bites. She then removed her gown and became nude.

I was shocked to see the deep red marks on her nipples and her boobs and even near her navel. She said that Naseem was a great lover and knew how to please a woman. She made me kiss her nipples over the marks that Naseem had left.

She then said, “Do you want to see what Naseem left in my cunt? It is still oozing and flowing down.” She lay down on the bed and opened her thighs wide. Her pink pussy was overflowing with Naseem’s juices. She asked me to insert my finger and remove the juice. I did as she said.

Now my fingers were loaded with his sticky semen. She asked me if I had ever tasted semen. I said, “No.” She took some on her fingers and put it in her mouth. Then she told me to do the same. I hesitated slightly but thought let me see how it tastes.

So I licked my fingers and had the first taste of Naseem’s white sticky liquid. It tasted salty and pungent. Like this each day she would describe their fucking and especially the size of Naseem’s cock.

One day, she asked me if I would like to see Naseem’s cock when he was fucking her. I was excited but pretended to be shy. I told her that he would see me. She told me not to worry as she had a curtain in the bedroom and I could peep from there when they were on the bed.

So she fixed a day. A day before that, when we met, she made me lie on the bed and expertly shaved my pussy. At that time it did not strike me what she had in mind. But later I understood why she had done that.

On the previous day, I was very horny. I kept thinking that I will get to see a big Muslim, circumcised cock for the first time, and watch them fucking. It did not occur in my mind that I may be a part of the orgy, as things later turned out to be. That afternoon, I used the dildo twice and had an orgasm both times.

Even at night, I was so horny that I initiated sex with my hubby. As a ritual he finished in 3 minutes, leaving me unsatisfied and wanting more.

The next day, I was sexually excited from the morning, like a virgin schoolgirl, who was going to see her first cock. Since my daughter had gone for a picnic, I had the full day to myself. Meena told me that Naseem would come at 11 am and I should come to her house by 10:30 am.

I bathed and used my best frilly panty and see-through bra as Meena said I should. I didn’t know that Meena had other ideas and plans. My heart was beating faster and I was in a dream world. So on the big day, I rang the bell nervously and Meena opened the door for me.

She was very relaxed and hugged and kissed me. She told me not to worry as Naseem would not see me, behind the curtain. We chatted for some time, but I was terribly nervous. I noticed a light on her desktop and told her that she had forgotten to switch off her pc.

Only later I came to know that it was a video recorder. At 10:55, I went behind the curtain and could hardly breathe. At exactly 11 am, the doorbell rang. I knew it was Naseem. Without wasting much time, Meena brought him into the bedroom and looked at the curtain and winked.

Then they began to kiss each other, quite roughly and making moaning sounds. Naseem then removed her gown, and as usual, Meena was naked underneath. Then she began removing his tee-shirt. He was muscular and had a well-toned body, but I was waiting to see more.

Then she removed his trousers and now he was only in his underwear. But even through that, I could see a huge bulge. Meena then put him on the bed and from one side of his jockeys removed his cock. I could have died. I gasped and then bit my lips to stop from making any noise.

His cock was even bigger than what Meena had described. It was as thick as my wrist and the cock head was like a big pink lollipop. It did not have any foreskin. The first time in my life, I had seen a circumcised cock. It looked at least 10 inches long.

All this time, Meena was talking in Hindi. I knew she was talking to me as she kept describing the snake in his pants. Then she removed his underwear too and his cock was staring at attention towards the ceiling. By now you can imagine my state. My panty was soaked in my cunt juice.

I began to play with my nipples. They were fully swollen and begging to be released from my bra. In the meantime, Meena was on her knees. She was giving his cock a juicy kiss and taking it in her mouth. She was an expert. I had never sucked a cock before and had only seen in porn.

Meantime, he had parted her cunt lips and was playing with her clitoris. I could not bear it anymore. I lifted my gown to my waist and began fingering my pussy. My juices were all on my fingers. At that moment, I got the shock of my life. Meena told him, I have a surprise for you and moved towards the curtain.

She then pulled the curtain aside and there I was standing with my gown half pulled up. My boobs outside my bra and my hand in my bikini, fingering my pussy. I wanted to scream with shame. Before I could say a word, Naseem came and lifted me from the floor and took me on the bed.

Later on, I came to know that they had both planned this.

I could feel his cock poking me from the back as he lifted me and had to hold him for support as I was afraid of falling. I was in quite a shock. Before I knew what was happening, they both removed my gown from my head. I was now only in bra and panty.

Stupid Meena pointed to the wet patch on my crotch and said in Hindi, “Bhabhi ko maaza aa raha tha. Dekho uska paani be nikal raha hai.” Then Naseem held me tight and started kissing me with his tongue deep in my mouth. I tried to turn away, but he was too strong.

He caught my head and forced his tongue into my mouth. Then he pulled me up and made me stand on the floor. His hands were on my ass cheeks, tightly gripping them. And you know what Meena did? She came from the back and removed my bra hook.

Now my boobs became free and Naseem started massaging them gently. Then they both said, “Yeh theek nahi. Hum to nange hain aur tum panty pahne hui hai.” Though I was reluctant, somehow they removed my panty. I tried to cover my pussy with my hands.

Then Naseem said, “Tumne toh mera lauda dekh liya aur tumhara chut nahi dikha rahi hai. Yeh anyay hai.” He pulled my hands away. I was helpless, but also excited. Meena then said, “Now, not only you can see Muslim cock, but also can touch it and feel it.”

Saying this, she took my hand and kept it on his cock. It began jerking in my hand. Believe me, it was so thick, that I could not put my palm around it. All this time, Naseem was kneading my big melons and sucking on the nipples.  Then he pushed me flat on the bed and forcibly opened my thighs.

I thought he was now going to fuck me. But instead, he bent down, opened my pussy by pulling my cunt lips and began sucking with his tongue. This was my first-time experience as my husband did not do oral play.

Every time his tongue found my clitoris and brushed with a circular motion, an electric current was going through. He sucked in every position for at least 20 minutes. Then he straddled my face with his cock touching my lips. But I did not open my mouth.

Meena who was looking on understood that I did not have any experience. She told Naseem to get up and stand up. Then she took his cock in her mouth, right up to her throat, and told me to try. I refused. Then Naseem said, “This is your first time know. I will be gentle and teach you.”

He told me to close my eyes and to kiss the tip of his cock. I hesitantly did so. Then he told me to close my eyes and only open my mouth and he will do the rest. So I opened my mouth. He put the tip inside and told me to open wider. I opened as wide as I could.

He began a piston motion, in-out as gently as he could. Now I also was getting used to it and strangely even enjoying it. This 69 position was exciting. Every time, I sucked his cock, he poked his tongue deeper into my cunt and send shivers up my whole body.

This went on for 10 minutes and I could not take it anymore. I shamelessly wanted his massive cock in my pussy. I wanted to feel its heat in my cunt. I wanted to squeeze his cock with my cunt lips and drain out all the juice. So I indicated that he should come on top.

He quickly changed position and kept his hot loaf at the entrance of my oven, ready to get baked. Then I suddenly remembered that he was not wearing a condom, so I told Meena. She said not to worry and he will withdraw when he is about to cum. I believed him.

Now he started teasing my pussy by just rubbing the tip of his cock at the entrance of my pussy. All you women, who have fucked, will understand how difficult it is to be excited but not have the cock inside. I opened my legs wider, but still, he was playing games.

He told me, “Madam tumko lauda chahiye to pehle kaho, ‘Naseem, tera lauda mera chut mein dalo aur mujhe fuck karo.’” I could not wait any longer, so I repeated what he told me to say. But he was still teasing my pussy. I just grabbed his cock and lifted my back so that it slid in halfway.

He told Meena, “Dekho teri saheli ne apne haaton say mera lund uska chut mein daal diya. Ab main kya karu? Chodna to padegaa.” Saying this he gave one mighty thrust and more cock went in. I screamed with pain. I had never experienced such a massive thing in my cunt.

I had masturbated with bananas, karelas, and other vegetables. But this was the biggest. When I screamed, he waited a few minutes and then slowly began his piston motion again. By now, my cunt too had expanded and the juices were flowing. I was in seventh heaven.

I closed my eyes and began enjoying every thrust of his. Meena came, lifted my feet, and put them on his back and crossed them so that my cunt opened even wider. I could feel the immense sensation right up to my womb. I had to hold his neck for support.

The sensation was so tremendous that I could not hold on any longer and had the best orgasm of my life. Then he did something strange. He stopped fucking and removed his cock from my wet and flowing pussy. He removed the chain that we all married women wear and wrapped it around his penis.

He then put his cock in again and started fucking. He told me, that I was now his slave and I will agree to fuck whenever he wants. I smiled and meekly agreed. He kept on fucking in different positions. He turned me on the side and then from back lifted one leg and fucked me in that position.

Then he got up and made me ride him by sitting on his cock. I felt I was in control and could decide how deep I wanted his cock. By now you can imagine the state of my pussy lips. They were sore and swollen. But he was not willing to stop. He again put me on my back and started forcefully fucking again.

I could feel his cock twitching in my cunt and then I felt his hot lava filling my cunt. I tried to push him but was too weak. He had deposited his whole hot liquid deep in my cunt. I looked helplessly at Meena. She said, “Don’t worry. I have ipill and will take care.”

She did not let me get up immediately. She told me that the whole fucking scene was recorded and she wanted to record the cum oozing out of my pussy. I could have killed her.

Anyway, after Naseem dressed up, he hugged me and kissed me and made me promise that we will meet again. Then he left. I told Meena that I could not walk as my pussy felt sore and swollen. She brought some herbal oil and lovingly applied it round my pussy and thighs and asked me to rest.

After almost an hour, I dressed up and walked shakily to my door, with semen still flowing down my legs.