Sex Stories With Neighbor の小説・ストーリー

" Cassie couldn't help it. She held onto Will's muscular arm and let the man's hand have her about the neck and waist. This was a nearly everyday occurrence in the pair's apartment. They both had quite the sex drive, which often caused their neighbors to hear a little more than they honestly wanted to. Cassie often got dirty looks from Victoria at work and thumbed up from Anthony as the two lived next door. Occasionally, the odd look and blush from Felicia, who would sleep in her sister's apartment between shifts or stop in to feed the cat. Still, Cassie wouldn't trade it for the world. In a way, she was a little proud. It was a testament to her lover's prowess in the bedroom.

A low groan rumbled from him at the sight of my bare breasts, and he immediately latched onto one nipple, sucking hard. I gasped, back arching. Pleasure sparked through me as he flicked his tongue over my sensitive flesh. A soft moan escaped my lips and then my eyes flicked to the window. Through the thin curtain, I spotted him. My neighbor stood on his balcony just a short distance away, and his gaze was locked on me. Our eyes met, and my stomach flipped. He wasn’t even pretending not to watch. Instead of panic, a dark thrill fluttered inside me. I had just lied to my boyfriend’s face, but I felt no remorse. If anything, having my neighbor witness this only turned me on more.

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.

A perfect reminder that she just received the best face fucking by a hunky sadist who happened to be her next-door neighbor. Can that be turned into an editorial? No, definitely not. “You don't get any brownie points as my hostage. We're just getting started, and you've broken most of the contract rules.” He voiced, going over to slip into his pants, tucking himself back in without washing up. Yes, because the remnants of her cum mixed with his was the most tantalizing scent, and he wanted to inhale her pussy scent like coke till it messed with his olfactory senses and he became incapable of perceiving any other smell.

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?”

True or false...no passion for a name was going to hold me accountable to this plot. As her neighbour, I had known Cynthia for a while, and we were just that. Neighbours...until now. Albeit, that grace that was her body, one capable of rendering a man speechless made me wonder why a lady like her was all alone in a big house. And seeing I didn't want to take the glory of wanting to justify myself around her considering we had just been friends for some months now, I liked where this was heading.

Alif is still engrossed in the bathroom. Babe Rojali banged on the bathroom door. "Hurry up! Hurry out!" shouted Babe Rojali from behind the door. "Elah, Be! My hair is still shampoo and it's been banged on. What's going on?" "You have to hurry up and take a shower. Last night I ordered Doni, the new neighbor in front of our house. You have to go for an interview this morning at his office. Who knows your fortune will be accepted there."

My best friend insisted I get a professional to check the entire place for spy cameras, so I did. Finally, my life resumed normal once more. I started looking for a new lady roommate. This time, I was much more cautious than before. I no longer want another creepy roommate. Late at night, when all was quiet next door, I finally had the night to myself. "That idiot. If he were to watch the video earlier, he would have realized I'm not a woman." Yes. Yours truly, a man.

Josh rolled his eyes as he watched them kissing in front of many students inside the cafeteria. I couldn't take watching him kissing another girl so I harshly stood up. "Let's go, Josh!" I declared and pulled his hand as we headed our way out of the cafeteria. I hate him! . . . . . I was reading my book inside my room when I heard a moan of a girl from my neighbor's window and when I looked up, my heart stopped beating when I saw Jeonghan kissing Brittany on the lips. Oh great! Just great! I knew it was so wrong to watch but my feet wouldn't move and my head was spiraling wildly. What the fuck am I watching?

I furrowed my brows and looked at the neighboring house where the voice came from, but quickly averted my gaze when I saw him. He's smirking towards me. He's sweaty, topless, wearing red jersey shorts and matching basketball shoes. He looks like he just finished playing basketball. Anyway, he's Ero Martin, my handsome, sexy new neighbor. He moved in next to my house last week. We're not close because he seems arrogant, and all he brings is trouble. In the past week since he moved in, I've seen different women going in and out of his house.