Sex Stories Neighbors Novels & Stories

"As the house owner, could you please sell or rent your house? Someone in your place was making strange noises all night, and it started again at six in the morning. I had enough,' a neighbor complained. Jessamine was wide awake after hearing the angry voice of their downstair neighbor at Islington Apartments. When she ran out with her phone, she saw Thaddeus wiping his half-dried hair. It seemed that he had just taken a shower after exercising. At this moment, she finally relaxed. It wasn't Thaddeus who was with Amy. Jessamine found it ironic that Amy was having sex with another man in Thaddeus' house, despite proclaiming her love for Thaddeus.

He was observant enough to notice something funny about me. “Birthday yesterday? You mean Nex? Single mom with different-colored eyes?” I became puzzled by the question asked. “You know Nex?” “We’re neighbors. Right next door to each other,” he answered. “If she has a friend like you with her, I guess it will help make things easy on her.” “What do you mean by that?”

“These sounds are not from me or my apartment. But are echoing here. So loud. So constant. Meaning only one thing here, someone was having sex.” Or …watching p**n. Someone was having sex or watching p**n! Both of which at a really high volume, but that wasn’t the point. The main point here was, I could hear. I could hear so clearly. Meaning whoever this was, was close-by. Really close-by. A niegbour probably. Wait. A neighbour? An actual neighbour? But I only had one known neighbour. “Oh my God.”

“Tits pressed against the glass, pussy taking every inch of your neighbor’s cock. Your stepdad is out with your mom right now, and here you are getting railed by his golf buddy.” He railed me relentlessly, the wet slap of skin on skin loud in the room. Every deep thrust pushed me harder against the window. I could see the faint lights of neighboring houses — anyone looking out could potentially see my silhouette getting fucked. Mr. Hale bit my shoulder, sucking a dark mark into my skin while he fucked me senseless. “Gonna fill this tight cunt again,” he rasped. “Breed the girl next door right against the window so the whole neighborhood knows who owns this pussy now.”

You're the only one who gets to see the hot guy and you don't even tell us about him. Barbara: Girlfriend, have you ever thought of having sex with him, it must be spectacular, those arms holding you tight. Wow! I could feel the tension between my legs here. Me: Stop being so hot! I'll talk to you tomorrow, I'm going to eat and sleep. Beijoooos!!! I don't even wait for their response, I block my cell phone and rest on the American kitchen counter. I don't blame them for thinking that way about my neighbor, if even I am going crazy and climbing the walls just imagining what it would be like to have that man in my bed.

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.

Never in your dreams, Shelly. Great! I am becoming mad. I am hearing a voice in my head now. I wiped at the single tear that fell from my right eye. I turned away from Max, hiding my face from him. Without waiting for him to tell something, I entered my drive way and went inside the house, closing the door and leaning my back over it. I closed my eyes and shook my head. As my new neighbour, I thought that maybe he would be one of my friends but boy, was I wrong? For him, I was just a girl who he would bang without a second thought just for the fun of it.

“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.

“Think I’d rather crawl into bed with a book than deal with a random tonight.” I snort and fire back a reply. “Damn. That book must be incredible if it beats getting railed.” The second I hit send, I freeze. I stare at the message glowing on my phone screen. What the hell was that? Seriously. What is wrong with me tonight? I’m standing at my window, watching my neighbor text me like it’s the most fascinating show in the world. I’m weirdly relieved he’s home instead of out with someone else, and for reasons I can’t even begin to explain, every conversation I steer tonight somehow ends up circling back to sex.

“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.