My Sexy Neighbor Novels & Stories

She felt like something big and hard get inside her roughly, and Sophie couldn't help but murmur. Sophie couldn't open her eyes, and felt hot all over. It felt like someone was pressing on her, and a cold male breath entangled her. She felt sore and tired all night, and it took a long time to stop... "Where is this...?" When Sophie opened her eyes again, the morning sunlight has just poured inside the suite. She looked at the luxurious room and the man beside her in a daze... The man was close at hand, with a handsome flawless face. He half hugged her, and the two bodies were close together. His breath entangled her nose, but SHE DOESNT KNOW HIM ! ! !

Beautiful things are lethal. I squint, peering into eyes of deep, burnished brown that seem to hold a hidden fire within. Flecks of amber dance at the edges, pushing back at the unnerving coldness in them. Thick, black lashes flutter against tanned, golden skin as his gaze narrows at the blood on my flimsy nightdress, and against my better judgement, I blurt, “It isn’t mine.” The man, whom I recognize from yesterday as my neighbor raises his brows as he helps me up to my feet. “Is he dead?”

“ It's okay, it's okay! We'll help you “ Leo said angrily, helping me to my feet. “ How stubborn you are. They helped me stand up and I started walking, limping and with Leo's help. The three of us walked together towards Sasha's room, I needed to talk to her. Find out if Nancy did anything to her, because I saw how vengeful she was. I approach the room and hear voices, male voices and Sasha's. I can hear her crying and I quicken my steps, I notice that Leo and Mike try to reduce my steps, as if they were afraid, but I insist and let them go, walking alone with difficulty. I hear Sasha crying and asking for help. “ Sasha! “ I arrive at the door and see her lying on the bed, under a man and t

“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.

And why did it feel like she’d just brushed against something dangerous enough to destroy her? She unlocked her apartment with trembling fingers and stepped inside, leaning back against the door once it shut. Her chest rose and fell too fast as she tried to steady herself. This was ridiculous. He was just a neighbor. A rich, arrogant neighbor with an unsettling presence. Nothing more. Yet, even as she told herself that, she couldn’t shake the feeling that she had already been noticed in a way she couldn’t undo. Next door, Caeldrin Blackwood stood in silence as the door clicked shut behind him.

CONTENT WARNING: Age-gap (18+/40s), seduction of a vulnerable teen, cheating on implied future relationship with parents’ trust, coercion/adult taking advantage of emotional distress, explicit sexual content including oral (both ways) and unprotected vaginal sex with internal ejaculation CHAPTER ONE It was four months ago when my new neighbors moved in. I was used to the neighboring house being empty since the previous occupants had moved out a few months earlier, which was no big loss because I never got on with them. That family seemed to think I was to blame for my wife leaving me, despite everyone else knowing it was my wife who had the affair and had left me. So it was good to have an e

Nicole, on the other hand, remained engrossed in the movie, watching the romantic comedy unfold on the screen. As the credits rolled, Nicole felt a spark of inspiration ignite within her. She thought back to her conversation with Ashley earlier, and a naughty idea began to take shape in her mind. She thought about how perfect Gage was—they shared similar tastes, she could trust him, and they were neighbors. Most importantly, she didn't want to be in a relationship, and Gage seemed like the perfect person to fulfill her desires without any strings attached.

"Sure." He stood next to me, watching as I finished plating the bacon and poured the milk into glasses. Out of the blue, he popped a question. "Rossella, would you ever consider moving in with me?" My hand stiffened around the glass of milk. "I've got an apartment downtown, with good surroundings. If you don't like it, we can find somewhere else." He sounded rather tense as he explained, "I'm not trying to rush you. I just thought it might be easier if we lived together… If you don't want to, that's completely fine."

And picking up a stranger-at a bar or off the Internet-would be even further out of the question. That they stumbled upon their cute, trusted, and long-time neighbor while she was watching p**n and frigging her pussy with a dildo in their own living room-and when Sherri just happened to be off-the-charts horny-was the stuff that fiction was made of. Jake couldn't guess what Gods of lust had worked together to make it all a reality, but he sure as hell wasn't going to question it.

“I’ll leave the door of apartment 12B always open for you… and my pussy too. You can come fuck me whenever you feel like it. During the day, at night, in the middle of the night. I’ll be here, wet, waiting for this thick cock to wreck me again.” Pedro laughed softly, ran his hand over her ass and gave it a light slap. “That’s how I like it. A slutty, greedy neighbor.” The two stayed there, sweaty and covered in fluids, the heavy smell of sex in the air, knowing that this was only the beginning of many nights of filthy fun in the building. The End.