Cerita Panas Dengan Tetangga Novels & Stories

Although Kelvin had managed to delete my message exposing his infidelity as soon as I sent it in the neighborhood group chat that day, many of our nosy neighbors were already aware that he had been cheating on me for a long time. As a result, Kelvin was often the topic of conversation whenever the neighbors gathered together. An even bigger commotion rippled through the neighborhood after the incident with Jillian and the sulfuric acid that day. From then on, the neighbors constantly kept a close eye on Kelvin, Jillian, and Maisie, waiting for the next big show.

After everything that happened, I became famous throughout the apartment complex. I was no longer the isolated, difficult old woman everyone avoided. Instead, I became known as the woman who defeated the nightmare neighbor. Some residents with meek personalities even started visiting me to ask for advice on dealing with troublesome neighbors themselves. For that reason, I created an account dedicated to sharing strategies for handling nightmare neighbors. While helping countless people online, my retirement years unexpectedly became fuller and more meaningful than ever before.

Most people might feel embarrassed by having their neighbor turn up in the night to ask them to quiet down, but he didn't let it stop him one bit. My only remaining option was to call my mom and vent. "The house is fine Mommy, but my neighbor's a satyriasis." There was confused silence from the other end of the line. "Your neighbor's a what, sweetie?" "He's like a rabbit. I can hear him going at it from dusk till dawn. My nerves are shredded. If you don't believe me, come listen for yourself." I made sure to sound despondent. In truth, I'd been wanting to redecorate for a while and this seemed like the perfect excuse.

Around her, the conversation carried on. Sun was talking about a new next-door neighbor that had just moved in and seemed to be Mr. Grouch himself. This prompted Jack and Rick to dig out their best neighbor stories, some of which D had heard before. Already familiar with the stories, she couldn’t keep her attention and her mind from drifting off.

"I had a great night with you, Kylie. I want to play with you all over again." Oh my God! What happened?! I messed up! And of all people, why is it Jiro's little brother Kent, who's my neighbor. Out of frustration, I passed out! To be continued...

I took a sharp breath, and in an instant, an indescribable fragrance rushed into my nostrils. The short walk to her door felt like trekking through fire. Every step was a blur of excitement and agonizing tension. In the haze, I heard Demi whisper, "Sir, you're burning up." I licked my dry lips and grunted, "Pretty sure you're the one who's burning. You're rubbing off on me." Demi let out a faint chuckle and retorted, "No, it's definitely you…" As she spoke, her hand slipped inside the collar of my shirt.

My mouth filled with water, thinking when I noticed the bulge in his shorts. A terrible heat took over my body, and even though I wanted to avoid it by taking a cold shower, I could not. It was stronger than me. When I realized, there I was, once again touching myself and thinking about my hot neighbor. But none of this topped the way he treated me after saving me. I never thought that my pimp neighbor, who throws parties and fills his house with women, would be so helpful that he would not even allow me to get an ice pack to make a lousy compress.

The air in the room was still heavy, thick with the scent of skin and secrets, but the illusion of warmth had already curdled into ice. Then it hit me. The jealousy didn’t just rise—it tore through my chest like a jagged blade, a blinding, green-eyed fury that knocked the wind straight out of my lungs. It was toxic, corrosive poison flooding my veins, burning away every last trace of the innocent girl I used to be. Vera.

He hadn't even noticed our voyeur neighbor was standing there like a guest observing animals at the zoo. I have no idea how long Reggie had been taking in the scene but it turned me on. "Uhh, Mr. Charlie, we have company." I whispered. Mr. Charlie dropped my nipple from his mouth with a loud pop and began to scramble to pull his pants up. "Don't, Sweetie," I placed my hand on top of his hand firmly. "It's ok...shouldn't we just see what Reggie wants?" "Uhh, Miss Ariana I don't know...are you sure?" He squirmed, a bit uneasy with our neighbor catching him quite literally with his pants down and his huge, old dick pointing to the ceiling.

"Aah good morning beautiful ladies. Natalia care to enlighten me who is this beautiful woman?"While his eyes were trained on me. "Uh..h M..My bestfriend Zita.Zita this is my neighbour Etienne Martin." "Nice to meet you " Zita said "The pleasure is all mine." "Need any help ladies?" "Uh..no,we can manage".I stuttered. "Sure...Have a good day both of you." "That hot piece of ass is your neighbour?"exclaimed Zita.I sighed.