Sexy Next Door Neighbor Novels & Stories

"Thanks to my friend Moon, Mom found out. Moon told her just to get a free cake, and now Mom is furious with me. I had to escape, so I came back here." Nicole burst out laughing at the absurdity of the situation. "You're hiding from Mom because of a fake boyfriend?" Ashley playfully rolled her eyes. "You find it funny, but Mom is going to kill me!" Just then, the sound of music drifted through the air, and Ashley's ears perked up. "Has someone new moved in next door?" she asked, her curiosity piqued. Nicole grinned mischievously. "Actually, yes. A sexy, hot guy, very handsome."

The bed frame knocked against the shared wall the entire time. This afternoon the knock comes just after two. I open the door still in grey sweatpants, no shirt. My neighbour stands there. Mid-thirties, maybe pushing forty, dark hair pulled back loosely, natural face, no heavy makeup. Attractive in a way I couldn’t paint. She lives alone next door. I’ve nodded at her in the hallway a few times. Never more than that. She meets my eyes and doesn’t look away. “I need you to keep it down at night. The walls are thin. I hear everything. It’s a lot for me. I need to sleep too.”

If I didn't try this now, would I regret it later? While I was still wavering, a muffled sound came from the bedroom next door. It was Rina's voice. From the rhythm of those moans, Draven was clearly doing a good job. My whole body tensed. I wanted to feel that good, too. Kian noticed the look on my face. He reached down and grabbed my legs. "You hear that? Sounds pretty hot, doesn't it? Don't you wanna give it a try?" I bit my lip, then nodded.

Mommy appears to be acquainted with our new neighbor. "Hi, Sweetheart. You've arrived. Mommy has just met our new next-door neighbor. She is Mrs. Selly , and she lives with her family. Neighbors who are nice and considerate of one another. She also owns a dog." Mommy is overjoyed at the prospect of making new friends. I merely reacted with a smile and a slight response. The sun has gone down. My lips are perfectly finished with the lipstick. I'm only wearing a sweater and pants tonight. In the mirror, I appear to be quite unassuming. Kevin stated that the party would be relaxed and not overly formal. So there's no need to dress up.

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.

The next morning, as Trent stood in front of the kitchen window drinking his coffee, he debated whether or not to close the blinds. He looked across the yard towards his neighbor’s house. It appeared empty. With a small shrug, he decided to keep the blinds as they were. She had probably got bored of watching him at that point. He was something new. Trent understood that, just as he knew he wasn’t the most exciting person.

Just like that. Beckett looks away. Back to them. Back to his world. The ache in my chest returns immediately. Sean notices. Of course he notices. He sighs. “You two are weird.” I nearly choke. “What?” Before he can answer, Colt’s voice carries across the hallway. Loud. Too loud. “Yo, Beck. Your neighbor coming to the game Friday?” My stomach immediately tightens. Beckett doesn’t answer. Tyler smirks. “What? Hoodie girl?”

"Wait." I looked away. "Is this his shirt?" I swallowed hard. “Yes." Maya just stared at me as I rubbed the back of my neck nervously. "And I found out last night that he lives next door." The room went silent. Then… "HE WHAT?!" "Lives next door.” I repeated slowly like I was reminding myself. "Next door as in same street?" "No, same building.” Her jaw dropped. "Same floor?" "Yes… ground floor." Her eyes somehow widened even further. "Ariana. You sat on a stranger's lap and he turned out to be your neighbor?"

“Look… I live next door. I’ve been trying to sleep for hours. I even fucked myself with my toy multiple times but I can’t sleep because you guys are so loud. The gunshots and yelling are driving me crazy. Please… can you keep it down? I’m really tired. If I stay awake any longer I’m just going to get horny again and I don’t think I can handle it tonight.” A heavy silence fell. Then the entire room exploded with laughter and cocky grins. “Damn, bro,” one of them said. “We’ve got a neighbor like this?” The guy at the door — her actual neighbor, who she now realized was named Ethan — smirked. “So you came over in just panties because you’re too horny to sleep?” Lena shifted on her feet, thighs

“I live directly below her house.” Noelle laughed. “Of course you do.” I raised an eyebrow. “What does that mean?” “Of course Sasha somehow has Rowan Blackwood as a neighbor.” She looked at Rowan. “I didn’t even know people could randomly become your neighbor.” “Usually requires escrow,” Rowan said. I closed my eyes for a second. Noelle laughed again. “This is insane.” “Geography is pretty common,” I said. “Not for you.” Noelle pointed at me with the tip of her finger. “You have a project with Moretti Holdings, then you go home and find out your neighbor is the founder of Blackwood Systems. Who else lives on that street? The Prince of Monaco?”