Sensual Neighbors Novels & Stories

"I don't mind at all." He smirked and shifted his hand down, sliding his fingers back into my dripping pussy, just to remind me that he could start all over again whenever he wanted. I gasped, my hips instinctively lifting. "Wait," he whispered, a mischievous look on his face. "I think I hear your other neighbors. Maybe we should be a little louder next time, just so they know exactly who you're screaming for." I giggled, a breathless, needy sound. The thought of the whole building knowing I was Vence's slut made my clit throb instantly. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him back down on top of me.

Breathing shallow. “Sit,” the neighbor ordered. Nodded toward the armchair across from us. Joe obeyed. Slowly. Like his legs had forgotten how. The neighbor knelt between my legs. Dragged his tongue up the inside of my thigh—slow, deliberate—lapping up the mess we’d both left earlier. I moaned. Loud. Unashamed. He looked up at Joe while he did it. “Pay attention.” Then he dove in. Same as before—no teasing. Just hungry mouth on me. Sucking my clit. Fucking me with his tongue. Two thick fingers sliding in beside it, curling hard. I arched. Grabbed his hair. Rode his face.

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.

"Miss Lacey, are you home? I just got back from work and bought baguette, but I realized I'm out of vinegar. Could I borrow some?" Standing behind the door, Renee's heart pounded. She stayed silent, hoping her neighbor would leave. Suddenly, she felt intense heat behind her and let out a small gasp. Her neighbor knocked again: "Miss Lacey? I heard you. I brought some for you too." As her neighbor spoke, Carl's warm breath fell on Renee's nape, making her skin tingle. She tried to move away, but Carl's long fingers traced up her neck. He whispered in her ear: "Where's the scarf?"

Still, I couldn’t wrap my head around the reason why. These residents, including Hannah, were gorgeous. They could have anyone in the world. Why did they need a communal lover?

He instantly went near him and covered him with a huge blanket. “I smell someone entered in my territory.” Hunter seriously commented while gritting his teeth. Butler Henry’s eyes widened. He wanted to hide Miss Leila’s trespassing escapades, but Hunter had advanced senses – even more advanced than their Alpha Hudson, his father, had. Butler Henry cleared his throat. “Our neighbor went inside the mansion.” He plainly stated. With that, he saw how his deep ocean blue eyes darkened – because of fury.

Tamara excitedly answered. We settle and waited for our food to arrive. "Excuse me, ladies, I just need to go to the washroom first," Isaac asked. "Okay, go ahead the food is not yet here anyway", I answered. __ "B are you going to tell me anything? Tamara gives Bettany a suspicious look. "What are you talking about? "This Isaac the new neighbor how did you know him? "Yesterday he woke me up with his knocking just to ask for the hypermarket nearby". I think he was new here in Cleveland Ohio, he's not very familiar with any places here by the way."

Be in your limits or I will come and do all those things which you have been dreaming to do. * Stay away from all those men especially your neighbour or I won't be responsible for my actions. I know he is not at home. * How dare you go to your hospital in your normal look? Want men to appreciate your beauty. Want to attract them towards you?? Tell me with whom you want to try all those sexy things?? Then he sent me some very vulgar scenes from some soft porn movie or book.

Emily is our neighbor and a friend of Steve's, Sally. Partner? All the small devices start to click into place as my brain's wheels begin to turn. Partner, oh. I've never met or known a lesbian. People should be able to love whom they choose, so I don't have an issue with it, but I haven't personally experienced it in that way. “Hi. ” Sally extends her hand to shake mine. I'm glad to have met you. She looks to Brenda as we shake and says, "Check the food. Ideally, I wouldn't mess things up.

Lesley's face turned red, and she mumbled, "I... I thought you were Joe. I forgot we switched seats." Her voice grew so soft it was almost inaudible. Thinking about it, I realized she must have mistakenly thought I was Joe, given the position we were in before the switch. That explanation made my earlier thoughts seem much less exciting. I had imagined something more intense happening during this late-night movie with my neighbor's pretty wife. "You and Joe really seem to enjoy pushing boundaries," I said, teasing her. It seemed like she was trying to spice up her love life with Joe by doing such a thing in my presence.