Hot Sexy Neighbor Novels & Stories

"Fuck me harder. I want to feel this for days." Her neighbor snarled, gripping her hips hard enough to bruise as he obliged her demand. He angled his hips to hit that magic spot inside her with each thrust, making Lila see stars. "Cum for me," he growled, reaching down to circle her clit with his thumb. "Cum all over my cock like a good girl." Lila obeyed, screaming as she flew apart again, her cunt clamping down on him like a vice. Her neighbor followed shortly after, roaring as he buried himself balls deep and flooding the condom with thick spurts of cum.

A perfect reminder that she just received the best face fucking by a hunky sadist who happened to be her next-door neighbor. Can that be turned into an editorial? No, definitely not. “You don't get any brownie points as my hostage. We're just getting started, and you've broken most of the contract rules.” He voiced, going over to slip into his pants, tucking himself back in without washing up. Yes, because the remnants of her cum mixed with his was the most tantalizing scent, and he wanted to inhale her pussy scent like coke till it messed with his olfactory senses and he became incapable of perceiving any other smell.

“The neighbor. I heard him shifting around upstairs. You’re going to take it. All of it.” Emma’s eyes widened. The house was old, the walls porous. The neighbor Mr. Harlan, the retired accountant who had lived next door for ten years sometimes checked on them if the lights stayed on past midnight. She could picture him sitting at his kitchen table right now, the thin drywall between their houses carrying every sound. The thought made her pussy clench around Mark’s cock. The plug vibrated faintly against his length, adding pressure.

I don't know how long I stare but my eyes trace his body, down to his crotch and I gulp, I can tell he's soft but at the same time he's big. What if he pins me against the wall right now? He looks strong enough to fuck me against the wall without breaking a sweat… “Hi, I'm Silas, your new neighbor” he says and my eyes snaps to his face…right…the new neighbor. My husband mentioned him to him, he must have been the one who drove in some minutes ago. “Jessie…” I whisper, cheeks burning red as I realize, he must have caught me staring, oh God, my neighbor is at my door for the first time and I'm staring at his cock.

Although he already wears loose clothes she looks sexy because of the sweat that sticks to her body. Eric felt his body heat up as his adam apple started moving up and down. The woman next to him was both attractive and annoying. Moreover, her sexy lips are very tempting to any man including Eric. Eric didn't expect this Latin girl to be able to make her mind mess up, but she could make her angry and happy at the same time. "Sir, are you alright?" Cassandra asks Eric who's sitting uncomfortable next to her. "I'm fine, don't worry." Eric covers up his anxiety.

I try to take Tamara's attention from the menu. "Yes, is your throat okay? What drinks do you want I will order them." still not looking up. "Tamara, can you look at me first? I tell her sounding a little frustrated. "What is wrong with you? She looked up and her eyes got widened from surprise. "Holy Moly am I dreaming? This is? she asked while her eyes questioned me. "T this is Isaac my new neighbor I bumped into him here. Isaac Jones this is my best friend Tamara Lovett".

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.

I knew he was there again. Nick. My neighbour lives across that narrow alley between our buildings. His window faced mine, and every night my husband Mark was out of town, I'd catch his shadow behind those half-open blinds. He'd stand still, like he thought I couldn't see him in the dim light. But I could. I always could. Tonight was no different, except the kids were at my sister's for a sleepover, and the house felt empty, quiet in a way that made my skin tingle. Mark was gone for another business trip, leaving me alone with my thoughts and that growing heat between my legs that I couldn't ignore anymore.

My neighbor Rhea and I probably have the most charmed lives ever. We’re around the same age, mid-30s, and live across from each other on a beautiful street filled with upscale homes. We both have husbands who travel frequently and leave us to our own devious devices. My hubby, Chris, knows Rhea and I sometimes play together. Our Sapphic hookups are a constant source of amusement and arousal for him. He gets hot when I tell him about our “lonely wife” strap-on sessions and nude pool parties.

I snapped, pushing her away, “Get off me.” Nikita swallowed hard, standing at the centre of the room, “No, I was just curious.” Greg's mouth formed an O, “That doesn't justify you kissing me.” “Wait,” Felix snapped. He was still confused by the whole sudden drama. “I still can't wrap my head around the kissing part. She kissed you?” “Yes!” Greg yelled. “This sex-starving mother fucking neighbor walked towards me and kissed me.” “Sex starving mother fucking neighbor?” Nikita repeated and scoffed, “You potato! You think I kissed you because I wanted to? I was fooled by my hormones, your puffy lips tasted like fart and your tongue tasted like poop.”