Cyrus' Neighbour Affair Ch. 02

Cyrus spends a night with Sayra, his childhood friend for whom he is developing deeper feelings. But at the same time, he can't stop thinking about Malini and he confronts her about what he saw, causing an interesting twist of events.

Please do read Part 1 to fully enjoy this story.

This is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to anyone real is purely coincidental.

I was leaning against the headboard of my bed, spread across the large mattress, completely naked and a little buzzed from a night of partying. It was late at night, and I looked towards the foot of my bed as Sayra shed the last of her clothing and began to crawl up towards me with that devilish smile she had on at times like these. I watched her with a grin as well, usually plastered across my face as it was when I was a little buzzed and extremely aroused. I watched her as she slowly crawled on all fours, like a prowling tigress, towards me.

But my grin was not only because of the circumstances. My grin was also because of how gorgeous I found Sayra each time I saw her. Her medium-length, dark brown hair, was stylishly cut in layers and flowed freely as it framed her perfectly sculpted face. Her features were sharp, her eyes were a sparkling light hazel and her skin had a beautiful bronze glow. Sayra was fit to say the least. She was fairly tall and lean, and her body was very well toned from regular yoga and exercise, and an overall healthy lifestyle. Her breasts were medium in size and perfectly proportioned to her slender frame, and pert, and had the most amazing spongy texture.

Sayra was a family friend and we had known each other almost as long as our memories would go back. We were inseparable as children, and spent a lot of weekends and family vacations together, playing outside, climbing trees and causing mischief. As we grew, we remained close friends, even though our paths went in different directions for some time. And only recently, when we both returned to Mumbai, did we start spending more time together and let our relationship become physical. It wasn't serious, as neither of us wanted that. Not yet at least. A couple of times a month, we spent a night or so together, especially after a night of drinking and partying a little. This was one such night.

It was a week after that fateful Friday where I came home and caught my neighbour, Malini, engaged in the most intense and passionate union with her brother-in-law, Rohan, in her living room. I had done the most unexpected thing and watched her through my window, while pleasuring myself as they climaxed. The following Saturday, I had called a few friends over for a few drinks and a barbecue on my balcony. The evening had evolved into some of us playing the guitar and singing songs. The night went on until only Sayra remained, and eventually, we found ourselves in each other's arms on my balcony lounger. Clothes had started to fly off as we feverishly kissed each other and let our hands explore each other's bodies that we already knew so well. Soon, Sayra had slid to the floor and slowly and tenderly stroked my cock with her soft hands and masterfully brought me to a shattering climax. In turn, I had used my fingers and my mouth to return the favour. But the night wasn't done. Still partially dressed, we rushed to my bedroom to continue what we had started.

And so there we were. I lay on the bed and watched Sayra shed her bra, the only piece of clothing that hadn't come off earlier for some reason. Usually it's one of the first I like to take off, just so I can enjoy the bounty that lay beneath. But now it lay in some corner of my bedroom as Sayra crawled towards me. I was hard once again, throbbing at the site of her stunning body glowing in the dim light of my bedroom.

As she moved up, I started to stroke her side and back, but she quickly pushed my hands away and held them over my head as she leaned forward to passionately kiss me. She vigorously sucked my lips and darted her tongue in and out while placing her gorgeous, naked body on top of mine. Instantly, I felt the warmth between her legs against my throbbing cock, now flattened between her abdomen and mine. I felt her erect nipples and pert breasts pressing into my chest as she eagerly moved her mouth on mine. She took control. She held my hands over my head and straddled me. I just lay there and closed my eyes, letting things flow as they were. And though I was practically in heaven with Sayra on top of me, my thoughts did drift a little towards Malini. Visions of that night came rushing back to me. Images of her naked body as she danced for Rohan. Her long hair swaying, as did her seductive body. Her large boobs that bounced when Rohan thrust into her from behind. I moaned loudly. I wanted her so badly.

Sayra started rocking her lower body, grinding her pelvis up and down my cock, which quickly brought me back to the present.

"You like that, don't you." Sayra smiled and asked me lustfully. I just smiled back Side Escort and nodded. I could feel her pussy lips parting a little as they were now rubbing up and down my shaft, lubricated by her flowing nectar. She continued to kiss me, and my mouth muffled her moans caused by her grinding against my cock. Levels of arousal were intense, and I was hardly able to control myself. All I wanted to do was flip her onto her back and enter her, to feel her hot pussy around my cock. But I did control myself somehow as Sayra continued to be in control.

Her increased moaning told me she wanted it as badly as I did. She lifted her lower body up and reached around to guide my cock towards her entrance, wiggling it around and letting it slip in. I moaned loudly as I felt her tightness slowly engulf my shaft as it smoothly entered her. Sayra started to move up and down, each time her tightness stretching to swallow me more and more, making us moan louder and more urgently, till finally she sank down onto my pelvis with me buried inside her to the hilt.

She paused for a moment and closed her eyes to savour the feeling of me inside her. I ran my hands up and down her firm back and down to her tight ass, gently stroking her smooth skin. I squeezed her ass and parted her cheeks to reach down and run my finger along her stretched pussy lips, feeling the base of my cock. I too had my eyes closed and I began imagining it was Malini. I had never done that before, never needed to imagine it was anyone else, but that night was a little different. Malini was still on my mind. I just couldn't forget what I had seen.

With her hands on either side of me, Sayra slowly moved up and down, her pussy smoothly glided along my lubricated cock with her juices flowing freely. She used her lower body and hips, building a steady rhythm, while her breasts swayed in front of me. I reached up and held them, massaging their firm flesh as I took her nipples between my thumb and forefingers and gently squeezed them, prompting her to moan loudly and ride me a little harder and faster. The bed began to creak her body rose and fell with a steady force, occasionally grinding back and forth.

I closed my eyes again, hypnotized by the sensations that were now swirling through my mind. To add to the intense stimulation, I began to imagine Malini again. I thought of her on top of me, swaying her voluptuous body with her hair cascading down her back. Her dusky body moving on top of me like a sensual dancer. Her gorgeous breasts seductively heaving as I held them in my hands.

Back to the present, I ran my hands down her back, reaching for her firm cheeks that I loved to grab as she rode and grinded on me, pulling them apart while teasing her anus. Neither of us liked anal sex, but she loved me teasing her opening with my fingers, which is just what I did. I lapped up some of her pussy juices and dipped just the tip of my finger into her ass, wiggling it as she continued to grind on me. To add to the already intense levels of pleasure, I lifted my neck up and ran the flat of my tongue against her nipples each time they passed my mouth with her swaying. When she was grinding on me, I puckered my lips around one of her nipples and sucked firmly, something that drove her absolutely wild.

Sayra was now possessed. She was lost in a trance of intense pleasure as her body rocked rapidly on top of me. Her moans were feral, her movements were certainly not restrained, and her end goal was very clear. And I could tell she was close. Her movements became even more forceful, and the bed rocked and banged against the wall. Her moans were lustful and completely uninhabited as were mine. The room felt like an oven and a thin film of sweat coated our bodies. Sayra pinned my hands against the mattress and all I could do was stare into her intoxicating eyes as she rhythmically and vigorously danced on me. Up and down, back and forth.

Only a few moments later, she stopped and fell forward on me, wrapping her arms around my neck as her body went into spasms. I felt her pussy pulsate around my cock over and over again as her climax took control of her, rippling through her body like a tidal wave. She bit into my shoulder, and I fought hard to control myself as she continued to tremble.

She eventually stopped moving and lay slumped over me, panting loudly. Her juices were flowing onto my thighs and pelvis while my cock still throbbed deep inside her. I caressed her body while she lay with her head buried in my shoulders, recovering, as she too caressed me and weaved her fingers through my hair. My hands moved up and my fingers flowed through her silky locks, and back down to her hips. I lifted her off, letting my wet cock slip out, as Sayra slid off of me and lay on her stomach.

"Enter me from behind." She said softly, uttering the first coherent words since we began. Without saying a word or replying, I turned over and straddled her legs, looking down at her beautiful Side Escort Bayan physique, a well-toned back and a gorgeous, firm ass. As I lowered myself over her thighs, my lubricated cock sat perfectly in the crack of her ass while I ran my hands up and down her back. I squeezed her firm ass cheeks around my cock, and slowly slid back and forth, largely offering myself pleasure. Sayra was happy lying there in silence, enjoying a moment of rest after her strong climax moments before.

I then slid onto my knees between her legs, reaching for a pillow which I slid under Sayra to prop her ass up a little. I rubbed her ass and parted it a little, giving me clear access to her wet folds. With one hand, I rubbed her pussy and with the other, I held the base of my shaft and pushed my hips forward, pressing against her opening.

I closed my eyes and moaned, feeling the warm and wet sensations around my glans once again. I held her ass cheeks and pushed forward, letting a couple of inches of my cock slip further in. Sayra turned and dug her face into the mattress and I could only hear a very soft and muffled moan. I pushed forward a little more, as the rest disappeared. I was back in heaven.

As I balanced myself on my knees and placed my hands on either side of her body. I moved back and forth, sliding slowly in and out of her. Sayra clenched her fists around the sheets and let out another loud moan, muffled by the pillow, as she felt my cock deep within her once more. I grunted as I felt her tightness around me, pausing to gain some control, while enjoying the warmth of her passage. I began moving my hips again, lowering myself to get closer to her.

My cock slid in and out of her wet and tight pussy in long and smooth strokes, and I quickly built a fast and deep rhythm. I pulled out almost all the way before thrusting forward firmly, letting my pelvis crash into her firm ass each time. My thrusts became even harder and deeper as each moment passed. And with each stroke, my level of control began to slip.

My eyes were closed and my thoughts were on Malini once again, imagining her curvaceous ass below me, acting like a firm cushion for my pelvis each time it landed down. Sayra's moans were loud now, and short and guttural, controlled in volume only by the pillow below her. I rested myself on my forearms and slid both my hands under her to cup her breasts while my hips moved like an over-worked piston about to explode. My thrusts became shorter, with more of a purpose as the moment approached. I could feel my climax brewing deep within, rising like a storm. I pumped in and out a few more times, now having reached the point of no return. It was there, just ready for the last push.

And then it happened. I thrust forward, and pushed my cock hard and deep into Sayra's passage, as far as I could. My body began to shudder as my climax rose to the surface and erupted, emptying whatever I had left into her. At the same time, Sayra squealed and buried the face into the pillow as my orgasm had triggered another small one for her. I kept imagining it was Malini, and though I felt a little guilty, I just couldn't help my thoughts.

Slowly our bodies became still. The only sounds the room was now filled with were heaving panting, sighs of relief and soft and gentle moans of satiation that we had finally achieved. I still lay on Sayra, balancing myself so our bodies remained close. I softly kissed the back of her neck and shoulders, teasing her and nibbling her soft skin. I rubbed my legs up and down hers, softly caressing her as she lay silently below me.

After a few minutes, I slowly withdrew my semi-flaccid cock, feeling our combined fluids leaking out. I rolled off Sayra and lay on my back next to her, staring at the ceiling, still panting. Sayra had nearly passed out, and had no energy to even clean up. I covered her with the blanket and went out onto the balcony for a smoke, not even bothering to wear any clothes.

As I stepped out, I felt the gentle breeze hit my warm and naked body. It felt cool and refreshing. I lit a smoke and looked in the direction of Malini's flat. It was dark and the curtains were drawn. And I began to wonder if anything had happened that night. A smile crept across my face as I closed my eyes and imagined her naked body dancing. I imagined it was me sitting on the couch and watching her. It was me who she sat on and swayed her body for as we made mad, passionate love. It was me who was thrusting in and out of her from behind as she stood against the couch, her breasts jiggling, her hair swaying wildly. My cock stirred again at the thought of all of this, but all I could do at that point was continue imagining.

I stubbed my smoke and walked back inside, my cock partially erect from all those thoughts. I crawled into bed and moved close to Sayra, spooning her from behind as I snuggled close to her naked body. She was already in a deep sleep as I hugged her.

I woke Escort Side up sometime late in the morning. Sayra was not in bed. Many times, when she would stay over like this, she would slip out very early in the morning to sneak back into her house. She still lived with her parents and didn't want to be answerable to why she hadn't come home at night. Sometimes she would stay over and say she had stayed over at a friend's place. But since she lived down the road, usually, she would wake up and sneak back into her own bed.

I lazed in bed for a little longer, stretching and letting myself slowly wake up. My mind was still a little hazy from the night before, but I was thinking about my intense night with Sayra. Lately, things had become even more passionate between us. I felt something more for her, something I had never felt before. Though we had been friends most of our lives, with added benefits in our recent adult life, things were changing. I had developed deeper feelings for her in the past couple of months. And though I could sense similar feelings from her, I wasn't completely sure. I had to talk to her at some point and fund out. But before that, there was one more situation that was on my mind, and that was Malini. I was obsessed and I wanted her.

I slipped out of bed and into the bathroom while I contemplated how I should talk to Malini. How should I broach the topic? Should I be direct? Should I blackmail her? Should I tell her what I saw then ask her out? Knowing her vulnerable position, should I use it to my advantage? I ruled out blackmail. That wasn't my style. I didn't want to take advantage of her weak state. I decided I would be direct. I would tell her what I saw, leaving out the part of what I did, and tell her how I truly felt. Then see from there.

These thoughts came and went throughout the rest of my lazy Sunday. I largely spent it reading in my living room, watching some movies and chilling with my parents. Dinner was early and out with a couple of friends. A typical Sunday, ahead of another busy week.

Monday and Tuesday came and went quickly. Work was busy as usual, though I came home at decent hours. I hadn't bumped into Malini, nor had I seen any hedonistic activities in her living room. I also hadn't mustered up enough courage to go ring her doorbell. Besides, I was also afraid of making our friendship awkward, or losing it altogether.

But things changed on Wednesday evening as I returned home late and walked out of my elevator to find Malini and Rohan engaged in a rather close embrace and kiss. As I stepped out, they quickly let go of each other, with that typical awkward look on their face and body language. Malini had gone red in the face while Rohan gave me a very awkward grin and jumped into the elevator just before the doors closed.

"Well, well.... Hello there." I said with an all knowing grin on my face.

"It's not what you think." Malini immediately defended herself in a way that only people guilty of something would do. If I didn't know what was going on between them, her instantaneous response and tone of voice would have given it away.

"I never asked you anything." I said with a grin. "You don't have to sound so defensive." I laughed

"It's not funny. He just came over to meet me, and I was merely saying goodbye." She said with a tone of irritation.

"I should say goodbye to you every day before I leave for work." I joked.

"Stop it Cyrus! It's not what you think." She sounded really pissed off.

"Look Malini. I don't know why you are defending yourself with me. I am not judging you, I am not like that." I said while placing a hand on her shoulder, trying to pacify her. I smiled and tried to comfort her. "Your personal life is your personal life."

"Still. From your tone, I can tell what you are thinking." She turned away and covered her face with her hands. "Fuck. Shit." I heard her mumble. She then ran her hands through her hair and turned to face me again. I could see she was pretty anxious and afraid at what I had seen. I could perhaps sense a tad bit of guilt even as she looked at me pretty helplessly.

Suddenly her cell phone rang and Malini jumped and squealed. "Fuck." She muttered again. She fished it out of her pocket and looked at the screen. She ran her hand through her hair again, turning away a little. It looked like she was looking for privacy in a large open space, and couldn't find any.

"Yeah?" She answered and whispered into the phone. "Ya, ya. I'll call you later." And she hung up.

"It was him, wasn't it?"

"Ya." She looked up at me and nodded, looking flustered, scared, confused, guilty, desperate. "Cyrus, it's really not..."

I put my finger on her lips. I thought there was no better a time then that to confess what I had seen. "Malini. I have to tell you something. Sort of a confession."

"What?" She said loudly and took a step back.

"I know what is going on between you and Rohan. That, what I just saw a few minutes ago." I pointed to the spot where I had caught them. "That, is exactly what it looks like. I have seen it before."

"What? How? What the fuck?" She nearly yelled and looked at me with horror and confusion.