Horny Neighbor Stories Novels & Stories

I grab Creature's paw. "Good news, one cracked rib but everything else is fine. Bad news is, that he might be the ugliest dog I've ever seen." The old vet laughs. I pretend to plug Creature's ears. He is a very strange dog. A neighbor once called us to tell us a coyote was in our yard, it was creature. A child at the park once called him a hyena. "Regarding your story, I assume you are separating from the monster who hurt this boy?" I quickly nod.

While Max gave Henry his curious stare. Andrew, who could guess where this might lead, rolled his eyes and leaned back to the sofa. Henry threw a sharp stare at Andrew as if challenging him to tell his side of the story first before Henry spilled his secret. When Andrew said nothing, Henry smiled slyly. ‘You’re going to regret it.’ He told Andrew that with his wicked gaze. Henry cleared his throat as if he was stating something important. “Have you ever heard of the term neighbor?” He continued after Evan and Max’ furrow became deeper. “Apparently, it’s a new term for a secret relationship.”

"Oh look, Jim," Karina mumbled, sipping from her coffee. "The neighbours are fucking again." Since Karina and her husband moved to their new neighbourhood, they had enough of their neighbours. Leslie and Adam, who lived in the next building, were sex freaks; at least, that was what Karina and Jim concluded. They were always seen kissing and smooching on the veranda, in public, directly in front of Jim and Karina's kitchen window. It irritated the couple to no end.

She found it funny to tell me horror stories before bed. I remembered once returning the favor. I told her about Terry the ghost, a boy who’d died in an accident on the street across from our house. Terry’s ghost wandered our neighbor’s house where his family had once lived. Mom hadn’t slept alone for weeks after that, and she never told me another horror story. My mom was like me in some ways—she was terrified of the paranormal, or anything religious. That’s why her engagement to Bill had been such a shock. But even Mom had gotten braver, so why couldn’t I?

“I finally got a roommate! Aren’t you excited to be neighbors?” “Neighbors?!” I blanched. Max pointed to the door net to mine. “This is my room.” “No…” I breathed. “Max is our neighbor,” Loren said. “Though I told him if he’s not nice to you I’d beat him up!” “Like you could take me Mini Moonbeam,” Maximus snorted. Loren put her hands on her hips. “I totally could because I’d catch you off guard with how quick I am!” Then, quick as lightning, she shifted and barreled into Max’s calves. He shifted slightly but barely moved. Loren whined slightly then tried again. It earned a deep rumble from Max’s chest.

Hi, I'm Joe, forty-three, married, happily, and living in the 'burbs'. I've got an incredible wife, Babs, and a pair of twin boys Rick and Rob. We live a very normal life. Well, not quite. Babs is a sexual tiger. We have sex everywhere. Once the boys came along and got to the age where they would know, we had to stop fucking with them in the room. Babs and I have been caught sucking or fucking in a bunch of places and we've even done some swinging on vacation. But those are stories for another genre, right? This story is about our neighbor.

We barely spoke for the next several days, and there was an invisible tension lingering between us. I thought about finding an opportunity to apologize to her when our neighbor paid an unexpected visit. A couple, Liam and Heather Smith lived in the apartment next door. They were known as the most affectionate couple in our building, joined at the hip and always in sync. Sometimes, I could not help but wonder how they managed to stay so sweet to each other after so many years of marriage. They hosted a small gathering today and invited several young couples, including us. The men drank while the women chatted. The atmosphere was wonderful. I looked at my wife, who was finally gazing back at m

It was so late at night, yet he just refused to stop! The neighbors couldn't hold back anymore and finally opened the door, shouting, "What are you doing! Stop disturbing others so late at night!" "I'm here to look for my family." Tomas sneered, "It's none of your business." "I know you. You were here before to harass them." The neighbor accused Tomas. "How's that any of your business!" Tomas barked, annoyed. "You sure are shameless! How can you bully a single mother and her child?” The neighbor couldn't watch any longer.

“Blinky… that doesn’t explain why you’re here right now.” I groaned and threw my hands up. “Okay, okay, fine. I couldn’t get my cab… had to come find you. Happy now?” “Blinky. Shut up. Say the truth for once!” she snapped, glaring hard. I hissed and leaned in, lowering my voice. “…Okay, fine. I had a night with… Mr. Cockstar.” Her face twisted in shock. “Oh. So you're screwing my two neighbors now?” “Nooo, girl. Anything for the hustle, anything for the grind, you feel me?”

"Murderer! Help, somebody, the murderer's right here!" The neighbors around her were stunned, sucking in sharp breaths. Tiffany wailed as if her heart were being torn out, pounding the ground as she accused him. "It was him! Past ten at night he knocked on my door, said his mom had stopped him earlier, so he'd snuck over now to fix my water heater." "I was nice enough to let him in and pour him some water, and the second he was inside he locked the door behind him, threw me down on the bed, and tried to do that to me!"