Hello friends. I’m Hari, 23 years old from Nellai in Tamil Nadu. I’m writing this story to share my heavenly experience with my neighbour Komal. She took my virginity, giving me the extreme pleasures of sex.
I have lived my initial 22 years in Nellai. I have been longing to have sex ever since I got into a relationship 2 years ago. But my girlfriend was reluctant to have sex before marriage.
Post my graduation, I worked for a year in Nellai. In March 2025, I got a new job offer in Delhi. I got selected and had to move to Delhi in May 2025. I rented an apartment on the 6th floor and moved in on 30th May 2025.
It was on that day that I saw Komal for the first time. I knocked on her door to get my apartment keys in order to move in. She stays in the apartment right opposite mine with her husband. I was awestruck the first time I saw her.
She was a voluptuous woman, about 5’10, 36C bust, broad shoulders. She had a glaring white skin tone. She was as fair as milk. I felt I was seeing a foreigner. I quietly collected the key from her and came to my apartment.
There are 8 apartments on each floor. My apartment is to the left of the stairs, facing the lift. Komal stays in the apartment opposite mine. While handing over my key, Komal told me that her husband had gone to the office. She would ask him to come and meet me in the evening.
My apartment owner is actually her husband’s friend who stays in Bangalore. Komal also asked if I would need a maid. I said yes. She said she would send her maid in the morning to discuss about her work and salary with me.
Actually, it’s the maid through whom Komal and I came to know that we were looking at each other. The maid came the next morning, and I asked her to start the work from 1st June. The maid was a good company for chatting.
About 2 weeks later, as we became friends, I slowly started asking her about Komal to get to know her. Actually, when I asked her the very first time about Komal, the maid gave me a smile and asked, “Why do you ask?” I said, “Just to know. If she talks freely.”
She smiled at me again and asked, “Are you looking at her?” I stumbled and asked, “Why are you asking like that?” She said, “When I go to her house, she asks about you. And when I come here, you ask about her.” I paused for a second or two.
I asked her what Komal asks her about me. She said, “The same things as you asked about her. From your age to whether you are single or married.” I was silent for a few seconds. The maid chuckled and said, “I can see that you have fallen for her beauty, whether you admit it or not.”
In a flow, she went on to say, “Maybe she is also looking at you.” I asked her, “Are you sure? She is a married woman, right?” She replied, “Married women are the first ones to look at other guys sometimes, especially when they are not happy with their men.”
I asked her, “So, what’s the issue with her married life?” She said, “One is, she has had no kids for 8 years. Adding to that, I have noticed a dildo in her washroom shelf. I have not asked her about this. but why would a woman use a dildo if her husband could make her happy?”
I was actually speechless and was excited upon hearing her. Sweeping the floor, the maid continued saying, “Now, when I go there after finishing work here, she will start talking or asking something about you. Seems she is also looking at you.”
I asked her, “Have you told Komal that I asked you about her?” She again gave a smile and said, “No. Why?” I said, “Next time when she says something about me, tell her that I also enquire about her.” The maid gazed at me from top to bottom. She shook her head in agreement with a narrow smile.
I was working from home that day. I started with my work. About 2 hours later, the maid came to my house and said, “I did my part. Now it’s up to you both.” I asked her, “What do you mean?” She said, “We discussed a few hours back, right? You asked me to tell Komal that you are looking at her. I did that.”
I asked her, “How did she react?” She said, “When I told her that you have fallen for her at first sight, her face started glowing bright with a broad smile. It looks like she is interested in you, but she is not openly admitting it as you did. Anyway, don’t drag me into this anymore. Now, it’s up to you two.”
I got overexcited hearing her that I hugged the maid tight, kissed her cheek and said, “Thank you.” The maid gave a surprised smile at me and slowly got out of my clutches. With a smile, she said, “Good luck,” and left my house.
I was desperately waiting to start a conversation with Komal. To date, my conversations with her have only been, “Hi & How are you?” I have seen her going out in the evening almost every day around 4:30 pm.
On a Saturday on 22nd June 2025, I stepped out of my apartment with a bag as if I wanted to buy some things. I waited in front of the lift from 4 pm. I was desperately expecting her to come out any time. I waited till 4:40 pm. It was then that Komal stepped out of her apartment.
She wore an all-out black kurti and leggings. It was in total contrast to her milky skin complexion. Seeing her, I wished her Good evening and pressed the lift button. Komal also wished me Good evening with a broad smile. I got into the lift along with her.
While going down, Komal asked me, “Where to?” I said, “I want to buy some groceries.” But I had no clue what I was going to buy. My only intention was to start a conversation with her.
As we walked out of our building, Komal asked me, “So, how is Delhi. Do you like it?” I said, “I love it.” She asked me sarcastically, “What do you like? The pollution?” I said, “Compared to my hometown, Delhi is so colourful that pollution has become a non-issue for me.”
Komal chuckled out loud and asked, “Colourful, is it?” I said, “Yes” Both of us looked at each other with a broad smile. We walked a few more steps. There was a supermarket just at the end of our street. Komal said, “You can buy your stuff here.”
I walked in with her, not knowing what to buy. But picked up a sugar packet, a rice packet, a couple of juice packs and a pickle bottle. As we walked out, I asked her, “Were you heading somewhere else?”
She said, “No, I actually step out during the evening for a small walk. Say about 30 minutes and go back home.” She then asked me, “Are you in any urgency to go back home, or can we just have a walk around our apartment building?” I agreed to go on a walk with her.
As we walked, Komal rekindled the old conversation by asking, “So, what do you mean by colourful?” I pressed my lips tight for a couple of seconds and said, “The city as such. It’s a nice place to step out, especially in the evening. And of course, some beautiful women.”
Komal chuckled and said, “So, after saying everything about the city, you finally came to the actual point, right?” I put my tongue out and said, “Yes”. She giggled and said, “Good”. I wanted to take advantage of this situation, now that she has started the topic.
So, I continued saying, “In fact, the very first time I saw you, I fell for you. Not sure if you will accept me as a friend, as we have hardly even spoken. But if you ask me, you are more than a friend to me.” Komal turned and looked at me with a tight-lipped smile and asked, “So, you are in love with me?”
I replied, saying, “Ah, at the moment I would say it’s lust. But as we become friends, I may fall in love with you as well.” With a surprised smile, Komal looked at me, opening her eyelids wide and said, “Oh my god. That’s so blunt.” We walked a couple of rounds around the building and decided to go up.
As we were waiting for the lift, she asked me, “So, what did you like in me so much that you fell for me at first sight? My face?” I told her, “Well, I will not beat around the bush. Facial beauty is important. But I look at full personality of a woman.”
The lift door opened and we got in. She pressed button 6 and asked me, “So, can you elaborate on the full personality topic?” I said, “You are a voluptuous woman with broad, juicy arms, busty and also beautiful by face. In short, you are an all-rounder.”
Komal laughs a lot, and she laughs out loud. She did the same thing and said, “You are so direct with your words.” I told myself that things are easier when the intention of the other person is known. The lift opened. As we came out, Komal extended her hands for a handshake.
We shook hands. She told me, “We are friends as of now. And we’ll talk more and understand each other.” I said, “Sure,” and came back to my apartment. We started messaging and talking to each other every day from then on. She used to ask me about my life.
She was surprised to know that I was in a relationship for 2 years and still I’m a virgin. She also shared her story with me. She was sure that her husband was the reason for not having a kid. He was not even agreeing to get it checked up and see the possibilities of IVF.
I conveniently forgot that she is a woman. I was talking to her as if I were talking to a friend of mine. I went on to discuss with her if having big boobs is hereditary or if she does some workouts to increase their size. Komal, as usual, would laugh it off.
During the conversation, I told her that I love to have a wife as fair and beautiful as her. Komal replied with a smile, “I also love dusky-skinned guys like you.”
But on the other side of her loud laughter, she was also going through some mental pressures. She had pressure from her parents and in-laws for not conceiving.
On 16th July 2025, she came to my house in the evening. She just had an altercation with her mother-in-law. She looked dreadful. She cried and complained a lot about her mother-in-law and her husband. Her mother-in-law was putting it on her for not giving birth to a child.
She went on to say, “That asshole doesn’t even come inside me. He just plays on the outside, cums outside my pussy and on the bed and dozes off happily thinking he has achieved something. How am I responsible for this? That too, when he doesn’t even agree to consult a doctor.”
I was not sure whether it was the right time to put my emotions for her on the table. Telling myself that if she takes it wrong, I’ll change it into a sarcastic statement, I asked her, “Can I be of any help?” She looked at me with a death stare and asked, “Trying to take advantage of my situation?”
I put my tongue out and said, “No, just trying to calm you down.” But I could not hold my emotions back that day. I went on to say, “But when you like someone so much, they won’t just want to keep seeing and talking, right?” She looked at me and asked, “Meaning?”
I said, “I like you so much, Komal. I’m getting very heavy feelings for you. That is, not just chatting, but I would also want to get physical with you.” Komal wiped her tears and walked out of my apartment. She neither messaged me nor answered my calls for the next 3 days.
I got a call from her on 19 July 2025. As I picked up, Komal said in a rough tone, “Don’t ever talk to me like that again.” I interrupted her and said, “What’s wrong when we like each other?”
She raged in anger and said, “Don’t you even realise? You are just 23. I’m 13 years older than you. Do you expect me to sleep around with a guy who is just over half my age?”
I asked her, “Is our age written on our faces? C’mon Komal. Don’t hold on to your feelings so tightly. Just let go of your feelings and allow things to happen.”
She paused for a couple of seconds and asked, “So, you are saying you would give me a kid in the process of fulfilling your lusty desires about me in bed?”
I tried calming her down by saying, “I would actually be so proud of becoming a father to your kid. But see, that’s what I’m saying. Why are you trying to define things? I’m very much attracted to you. And you also told me that you like guys with dusky skin tone like me. So, let’s just be normal, like maybe a live-in relationship type. And if that results in a baby, so be it. Take away for you is, you can get rid of your mental struggles with your husband and in-laws.”
She replied, “I need time to think,” and put her phone down. About 5 days later, on 24th July 2025, Komal called me at about 7:30 pm and asked, “What are you doing?” I sarcastically said, “Thinking about you.”
Komal giggled and said, “Listen. I got a call from my husband just now that he is going for a team dinner with his office colleagues. He would be back only after 11 pm.” I asked, “Ok, so?” She said, “I’ll come over to your place. We’ll spend about 3 hours together?”
My excitement was starting to peak. I asked sarcastically, “So, how are we planning to spend the 3 hours, madam?” Komal said, “I don’t know. I have no agenda. Just like how you said, we’ll be normal, and if things happen between us tonight, so be it.”
I got super excited hearing her. I told myself that I would not be a virgin after today. Pretending to be casual, I said, “Ok baby. Come.” Komal said, “I’m just going for an evening shower. Will see you in 30 minutes.” I rushed to the bathroom and had a quick shower myself as well.
My calling bell rang at 8:10 pm. As I opened the door, Komal slowly stepped inside my house in a yellow and red kurti and red coloured leggings. Her kurti was fully yellow in the front and fully red on the back with a three-quarter sleeve. I was wearing a brown T-shirt and black track pants.
Komal came in and sat at the end of the 3-seater sofa. As I closed the door and came in, she signalled to me with her eyes to sit beside her. I sat so close to her with our thighs pressing against each other. Komal was smelling so fresh with a combination of soap and deodorant.
It was a numb silence as we looked closely at each other. We gazed more closely at each other’s lips. In no time, Komal advanced her face a little. I took advantage of that as we locked our lips with each other’s.
With one of my hands on her shoulder, I placed my other hand on her thighs. I sucked her juicy lips one after the other sensually. Komal got intense as she grabbed the hair on my head, opened her mouth wide and kissed me hard. We started smooching sloppily.
As we smooched intensely, Komal quickly got up from the sofa and sat on my lap. She literally sat over my hard dick. We hugged each other tight and continued smooching lavishly. I licked and sucked her wet and soft lips and tongue into my mouth.
After some intense smooching, we paused a bit. We were breathing heavily. I did not want our emotions to divert. I quickly grabbed her kurti on either side of her waist. By telling her, “Raise your arms,” I pulled her kurti up her body, removed it and threw it aside on the floor.
She was wearing a dark pink bra inside. I was totally mesmerised by her milky white upper body. I whispered to her, “You are such a wax statue, babe.” Komal grabbed the hair on my head and plunged my face into her fleshy bust. I kissed and licked her juicy bust.
Her boobs were so big. They looked like full muskmelons and were coming out of her bra on both sides. There was also a small black mole on the inner side of her left breast. Wetting her bust with my saliva, I slowly unhooked her bra behind her.
I slowly pulled her bra strap down her broad arms. Komal pulled her hands out of her bra strap. I dropped her bra on the sofa beside us. My lust peaked seeing her big, round boobs and fat nipples. Wasting no time, I grabbed her boob from underneath and engulfed it into my mouth.
Her boobs were so soft, but her nipples were hard as I sucked and chewed them desperately. I crushed her large boobs in my palm and sucked her hard nipples. Komal stopped me for a second. She pulled my t-shirt up, removed it and flipped it behind her on the floor.
I went up, kissing her juicy upper body. I went upwards, kissing her neck. We again locked our lips. I literally drank her saliva as we smooched deeply. After some intense smooching, we pulled our lips and tongues out from each other’s. We were breathing heavily.
Unable to control my lust, I quickly rolled my arms around her ass, lifted her and carried her inside my bedroom. I dropped Komal on the bed. I quickly pulled down my pants and underwear and hopped out of them. I got onto the bed. Komal lay on the bed.
I was so desperate to fuck her that evening. So, I did not waste any time. I grabbed her red leggings on either side of her waist and pulled them down along with her pink panties. With some difficulty, I pulled her leggings down her thick, fleshy thighs and legs and dropped them on the floor.
Her panties got tangled mid-way just above her knees. I then pulled her panties also down her legs, removed them and dropped them on the bed. As we got fully nude, Komal raised her upper body and, by saying, “Come,” she hugged me and pulled me down on the bed.
We hugged each other tight and cuddled across the length and breadth of the bed. We kissed each other randomly all over our faces and upper bodies as we cuddled intensely by rolling over each other on the bed. After some intense cuddling, we paused with me lying over her.
Both of us were breathing heavily. We started to sweat with visible droplets of sweat all over our bodies. Breathing heavily, I whispered to her, “Sex, baby.” Komal whispered back, saying, “Come,” and spread her legs wide. I got between her legs.
Komal dug her hand between our legs and grabbed my hard, dark dick with her wet palm. My foreskin was still up, covering the inner flesh of my dick. In a sarcastic tone, Komal smiled at me and asked, “First time, right?” I said, “Yes, lucky first time.” Komal giggled with a heavy breath.
By slowly pulling my foreskin down, she asked me to raise my upper body a little from her body. As I lifted my upper body, she rubbed the inner flesh of my dick over her wet pussy. She then placed the head of my dick over her pussy hole.
She winked and whispered to me, “Ready for your first intercourse? Go on. I’m waiting to feel you inside me.” The very next second, I pressed my palms on the bed on either side of her bust and pushed my dick inside her pussy. I felt strong pain & tickles as my dick penetrated her pussy.
Not holding back, I pushed my dick deeper inside her. Komal gasped out loud as I penetrated my dick slowly and steadily inside her. With my dick almost three-fourths inside her pussy, I started fucking her deep and hard, hitting my waist hard over her waist.
Komal closed her eyes and moaned out loud as I drilled her pussy with some force. I loved the way her hot and sticky pussy flesh gripped me from all sides. With my dick fully inside her, I lay over her. We hugged each other tight and moved together like waves.
I continued fucking her deep. Komal grabbed the hair on my head, raised her face and jammed her lips over mine. After some deep, intense sex, my dick erupted. I felt a strong tickling sensation running through the length of my dick. I ended up splashing my cum deep inside her pussy in multiple instalments.
I screamed out loud as I cum. Komal pulled her lips off mine and rubbed my back, whispering in my ears, “It’s Ok. Relax.” After cuming, I slowly lifted my face from the pillow beside her head. My dick softened and slowly oozed out of her pussy. I rolled myself and lay down on the bed beside her.
We both turned and smiled at each other. Komal asked me, “How does it feel?” I said, “Heavenly and I’m so proud of myself.” With a shrunk smile, she asked, “Why?” I said, “Because I lost my virginity to such a beautiful woman. I’m actually happy that my ex-girlfriend said no to sex before marriage.”
Komal laughed out loud, as usual and whispered, “For a first timer, you were really good.” We taunted each other with a kiss. She rolled her arms around me and we lay down on the bed for some time. At around 10:30 pm, Komal got up, dressed up and went back home with a final kiss and hug for the night.
So friends, this was my first-ever real-life sex experience. Please let me know about doing kinky stuff with my busty milky beauty neighbour, Komal. You can also write to me at [email protected].