Sexy Neighbor Stories Novels & Stories

Ryker told the person in a chilling voice. “Oh? You need my help?” The person at the other end of the call said sarcastically while emphasizing the word ‘my’. “Can you be serious? Find the security footage of my wife in the hotel I went to to get married. If you see any suspicious person, inform me.” “Yes, sir.” The person exclaimed. “Also, investigate if my wife and Blair had any contact knowingly or unknowingly.” “Such an easy job, I will make sure to do it up to your-”

CONTENT: Revenge sex, wet pussy, sex toys, multiple orgasm, gangbang, multiple dick. CHAPTER 1 Jillian felt a wave of nervousness as she approached the door of the nightclub. It was finally time to fulfill her biggest fantasy, and one that would make her now ex-boyfriend explode with jealousy.

Dixon had dimmed the light of the room so she could sleep well, so when McKenna saw the silhouette of a man, she got scared and threw the nearest object she could lay her hands on. "Hey Princess, everything is fine now. You don't have to be scared. We won't let anything happen to you." Dixon stepped closer to her and cupped her cheeks with his soft, warm hands. She nodded and hugged him. McKenna placed her head on his chest, listening to the lovely melody of his heartbeat. She couldn't help but feel safe in this position. It was the feeling she had been craving since her life turned upside down., the feeling of her being safe in this lonely world.

I greeted the guard, washed my hands thoroughly, swayed them in the air with my notebooks between my armpits as I continue to walk the hallways waiting for my hands to dry. I went upstairs for high school students have their classrooms on the second floor. As the polite student I am, I greeted all the teachers I passed by. I saw my classmates inside the classroom as well so I awkwardly jog towards the small crowd. Chatters all around the room were heard as I enter. There were a total of eight people inside the classroom including the teacher. I know them all. Especially the person who stood the nearest to the teacher, smiling so wide as the teacher tells a joke. Ashton. Ashton Grey. As obvio

Secretly, I want to pull his luscious lips back to me, but our relationship must remain a secret. Too many people already know. I don’t want more to find out. A soft, hearty chuckle spills from him as he leans back upright and glances down at his own script. “I don’t know if I can stop myself and do nothing.” Pleasure rushes through me and my body stirs to life at his deep and sexy voice. My mind races through the various naughty things we can do while working in a secluded corner. There are many dark corners here.

“And? And?” “We just talked.” “About?” “Just some things. Nothing important,” I said, though I clearly recalled how much I appreciated his company. “The more you refuse to tell me things, the more I get dirty thoughts. Did he share his kinks? Like… does he get turned on by big toes? Or kneecaps?” I frowned at her. “I think you’re associating yourself too much with kinky old men.” She giggled like someone was tickling the bottom of her feet. “Just curious. So… if he’s going to be your hot boss, you’ll need sassy, hot girl secretary vibes because you’ll need him to get your husband turning into a green-eyed monster.”

"Why not? It's outdoors enough, just you and I, isn't it exciting plus the risk involved. Fuck, she was right. Having sex outdoors was on my bucket list, best I give it a try, spicier knowing she's a stranger. I held her waist, supporting her as she straddled me right there in the seat, her huge ass pressing down on my lap, I could feel the heat generating through our clothes. “You know, you are one hell of a bad girl.” I murmured, licking the spot under her ear. She smiled, grinding me slowly, biting her lips partly. “You have no idea how bad I get sweetie. Tell me what you want. “

Then she broke away with a mischievous grin and pulled back a few steps. “Now stop being sulky,” she teased, “and come fuck me. You can stalk my comment section all you want later.” She smiled seductively as she walked into the bedroom. Andrew sighed, but followed. Was he supposed to be consoled by her response or did it further fuel his insecurity? Why was it so easy for her to flirt with strangers online but so hard to claim him in public? T. B. C!

I breathed, trying to keep my face normal while my hips twitched forward on their own. The pressure felt so fucking good, dirty and wrong, making my juices coat his foot. Kyle’s eyes stayed locked on mine, that smirk deeper now. Tyler didn’t notice a thing, head nodding as he mumbled another story. “You two… best brothers… honeymoon crew…” His words slurred together worse. Kyle’s toes kept working me, pressing firmer, sliding along my wet folds. “You good, Mia?” he asked casually, his voice thick. “You’re looking a little flushed over there.”