Hot Sexy Neighbor Novels & Stories

"Let me feel that pussy." Our mouths find each other again, kissing messy with tongue tangling, we moaned into each other's mouth, our eyes half closed. Then he froze. "Shit...I don't have a condom." "It's okay, I'm on pill." He slammed up into me, hard and fast. "Oh fuck, Grey! Yes!" He didn't slow down. His cock was hitting my spot over and over. I grabbed my hair, pulling it into a quick ponytail, sweat dripping down my chest.

He lifted me onto the counter, spread my legs wide, and pushed back inside. “Look at me while I fuck you,” he said. I locked eyes with him. “You’re not my polite neighbor anymore. You’re the guy who fucks me like an animal.” He thrust hard. “And you love it. Say it.” “I love it. I love your cock destroying my pussy.” I wrapped my legs around him. “Cum inside me. I want to feel it.” He fucked me faster, breathing rough. “I’m so close, Maya.” “Give it to me. Fill your neighbor’s pussy.”

"Wait." I looked away. "Is this his shirt?" I swallowed hard. “Yes." Maya just stared at me as I rubbed the back of my neck nervously. "And I found out last night that he lives next door." The room went silent. Then… "HE WHAT?!" "Lives next door.” I repeated slowly like I was reminding myself. "Next door as in same street?" "No, same building.” Her jaw dropped. "Same floor?" "Yes… ground floor." Her eyes somehow widened even further. "Ariana. You sat on a stranger's lap and he turned out to be your neighbor?"

"(ahem) Worse? How so?" "Well, I sunbath in my backyard a lot. My son and I have started fucking out there, too. I just can't say no to him. I can't get enough of his fat fucking cock!" She paused and grinned. "But just recently I found out my neighbor's been watching me all these years." There was a gasp on the other side of the wall. "And he caught my son and I fucking. He tried to stop us. But we didn't. I couldn't. My neighbor stood there and watched my son cum on my face."

“Straight to the point tonight, huh? Good. Because I’ve been watching you for months, Mrs. Hale. That tight ass in yoga pants every morning. Those tits bouncing when you walk. You’ve been teasing me without even trying.” The air felt thick and sticky. No AC. No lights. Just the soft lapping of the pool water and the distant hum of generators. I should have told him to leave. Instead, I dropped my arms. “It’s too damn hot,” I said, voice breathy. “I came out here to cool off. Not to get fucked by my neighbor.” Felix kicked off his sweatpants. No underwear. His cock hung heavy between his legs, already half-hard. Thick. Dark with a pink cap. My pussy clenched at the sight.

The silence lasted three seconds. “New neighbor?” he asked, his voice hoarse, deep, loaded with poorly disguised lust. His eyes slid down shamelessly, stopping straight at her hard nipples piercing the t-shirt. “Fuck… what a delicious welcome to the building.” Letícia turned her face sideways, a naughty little smile on her full lips. She leaned her round ass against the elevator wall, arching it slightly, making the black leggings stretch even tighter over her thick buttocks. “Letícia,” she replied, looking him up and down, lingering exactly on the bulge between his legs. “And what are you? The hot doorman giving personal welcome… or just the perverted neighbor who’s already rock hard just f

Norris could do better. Ok, Stop... Not my problem. “I heard that hot new transfer is your neighbor.” WHAT?? Has his house address leaked already? “New Transfer?” I am not gonna admit I know him. It will end up with the same signature question. Are you planning to fuck him, too? Not exact words, but something subtle. “Oh, come on! He lives somewhere near the lake. You live there too… Rich people!!” I roll my eyes. There must be hundreds of houses and not everyone there is well off.

She turned her face, looked at him with eyes still glazed with pleasure, and replied with that delightful Minas Gerais accent: "So mark it down, neighbor... because I'm going to want to get fucked every day from now on." The debauchery between the two neighbors had just escalated to a new level of depravity.

“Nothing. My neighbor is him. I danced for the first time ever with him. first boy I ever felt I was in love with. Naturally, I now realize that I didn't, but at the time, it had seemed genuine. I wish my next-door neighbor were that hot. I turn my head in her direction. Have you got a boyfriend? Her gaze flits all over the space. “Shh! And no. You know Max is my ex, right? You swore you wouldn't bring him up. "I apologize." I have no business caring if she finds Steve attractive. It's all right. Despite her brief silence, I can still feel her eyes on me. I sense them questioning me and am unsure if I like it or if it makes me want to leave once more.

I full-on HATED him now. “I actually came to talk to you about something else,” he continued, his stare still holding mine hostage. “I came to ask that we… forget about our little moment the other night.” Oh. So we were finally going there. It stung a little that this was how he chose to bring it up. Like it was a task on his to-do list: ‘Tell the nosey neighbor to forget the hot, unexpected sex.’ “I believe we can both agree that what happened that night was…” he paused, like he was trying to find the most polite way to murder my ego. “Something we both did impulsively. A heat-of-the-moment kind of thing. A mistake, if you’ll call it that.”