Neighbor Chronicles Erotica Novels & Stories

Dr Hale stood less than five feet away from me, leaning casually against the edge of another table, arms crossed over his broad chest. His eyes were dark when behind his glasses, and the sharp lines of his jaw were tight. He looked very much like a very strict professor. He had clearly been there long enough to see everything. My fingers were still buried inside me, the vibrator humming loudly against my pussy, my skirt was pushed up and my panties drawn to the side. Even my pussy was exposed and glistening with my juice. Heat dripped down my face but my body betrayed me as another wave of wetness coated my fingers.

The tension in the house became too much. Lisa could no longer ignore her doubts. She noticed the secret looks between Peter and her mom. She saw the way they touched when they thought she was not looking. One evening, she decided to find out the truth. Lisa came home from class early. She heard noises from upstairs. Soft moans. She walked quietly to her mom’s bedroom. The door was slightly open. Her heart stopped. Peter was on top of Sonia. They were having sex. Peter’s hips moved fast. Sonia’s legs wrapped around him. Both of them looked lost in pleasure.

“So you’ll finally be free to live for yourself.” She looked at him hopefully, waiting for a sign of mercy. But the system’s merciless voice echoed again: [Wish incorrect. Immediate termination.] Another burst of red. I was the only one left standing. Luther slowly stepped closer, his voice low and calm. “What is your wish?” On the second day in the horror game, during the “Boss’s Banquet” side quest, I found a photo album in the library. It tracked a boy’s life—from a babbling infant to a pale, sullen teenager. Luther, just as I’d guessed, had that doll-like, perfect face in the photos. But I noticed something else.

Jai was sleeping soundly with Adira in his arms. I nodded, smiling at Ambien, "Yup," "My neighbor." ------------------------------------------------------------- A/N THAT'S IT, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THE NEIGHBOR IS OFFICIALLY FINISHED I really hope you guys enjoyed this book I sincerely thank every single one of you who even took a chance to read it, whether it was the entire thing or just a chapter, it still means a lot to me 😭😭 It took me a while to finish it clearly 😂

Nicolas kept the pace steady and deep, thumb never stopping on her clit. “That’s my neighbor,” he murmured against her ear. “So fucking wet for me already. Can’t even pretend you came here for anything else.” Jade’s whole body tensed. Her mouth fell open as the orgasm hit her hard and sudden. She came with a broken moan of his name, hips jerking against his hand, pussy squeezing his fingers in tight pulses. Nicolas worked her through it, slowing only when she started twitching from sensitivity. He finally pulled his fingers out and held them up between their faces, shiny and coated.

It wasn’t Nathan. Bruno was sitting there, shirtless, his head thrown back, eyes closed, mouth parted in silent pleasure. His right hand was wrapped around his cock, stroking slowly, deliberately. Even in the dim blue light of the television, I could see the thick, glistening head and the precum shining at its tip. He was bigger, much bigger than Nathan. I froze. I had never seen anything like it before. The sight of my boyfriend’s father touching himself was so raw, so erotic, that I couldn’t look away.

Behind her closed eyes, she saw Adam Johnson standing next to the tub. "Fuck yourself for me," he whispered, in her dream. "I want to see you masturbate for me." The moans escaped her hips as her thrusts became slightly more violent. She checked herself, quieting down in fear that her roommates might hear. Most likely they wouldn't be able to hear anything over the fan and through the walls, but it added a perverse sort of excitement to Adrienne to try to keep quiet while her passion mounted.

The fact I was about to live out my long yearned fantasy… or the fact that it was with strangers that didn’t bother with names. I was naked. A sharp breath sliced the air…from who? I wasn’t sure “You’re so sexy,”Mr Cinnamon whispered in my ear. He smelt like cinnamon,hence the name. Cinnamon, green eyes, brown hair…strangers yet I had a feeling I would never forget these strangers for the rest of my life. Every doubt I might have harbored vanished the second I felt cinnamon’s fingers graze my folds. “And you’re so wet..” his breath was heavier

Goddamn, This Pussy Is Tight (1) Cici’s POV I have been hearing these moans that have been driving me insane for weeks. Every night around eleven o'clock, the thin wall between our apartments would start vibrating with deep groans and the sound of slap of skin on skin. The woman next door — or whoever he was fucking — sounded like she was being split open and loving every second of it and I’d lie in bed, my curvy body turned on, trying to ignore the way my pussy clenched and grew slick just from listening.

My heart hammered against my ribs. The order was degrading, obscene. And it set a fire in my belly. I leaned forward, closing the distance. The first touch of my tongue to the cool, wet wood was salt and bitterness and him. I moaned, the sound involuntary, vibrating against the desk. I licked a slow, deliberate stripe through the spill, gathering it into my mouth. The act was so submissive, so filthy, that it coiled heat low in my core. I could feel Jonathan’s seed trickling from inside me, a parallel intimacy.