The lonely girl and the downstairs neighbor [FF]

Hello GWStories, it’s been a while. I can’t believe it was just about a year ago when I first posted and how different my life is from then until now. For those who don’t know (or remember) me, I’m 21, 5″7 and I mostly wear a size 4. My bust size is 32C and I have brown almost black hair and brown eyes on a wide friendly face.

Anyway, the kinda long version of my life since I last posted is that I met this guy Jake at a bar about 4 months ago and we hooked up and had awesome sex. He was just in town visiting his dear old granny but we continued to talk and he invited me to Vegas the month after. We had an amazing weekend that was full of sex, weed and booze and not everything that happens in Vegas stays there, because we got married at one of those all-night chapels. In the Monday morning light, he begged me to give it a shot and since my life in New Mexico wasn’t exactly popping, I decided “what the hell” and so he got me a ticket on his flight and we made our way to our marital apartment in the big city.

Jake helped me get a job and he’s an awesome guy who is a great lay so things are moving great in that respect. But I’m bored as fuck since I don’t know anyone in town and I’ve had trouble so far among befriending my co-workers or Jake’s friends, who are all like 10 years older than me.

Jake owns a two flat with his best friend from growing up Pete. We’ve got the top floor and Pete and his girlfriend Amanda have the main floor. It was a bit unfortunate in my mind, but the way they “met” me was hearing Jake and me having loud sex our first night back in town. It was a bit on the embarrassing side, especially because Pete is hot in his own right and he brings it up like all the time when the four of us are hanging.

Amanda is very pretty too. A natural redhead with long curly hair, green eyes and an hourglass figure, she’s kind like a slightly less bazinga version of Christian Hendricks.

I was worried that Amanda wouldn’t like her boyfriend constantly referencing me having sex but she doesn’t seem like the jealous type and although I’ve caught her roll her eyes at Pete about it, she’s super nice to me and has clearly seen that I’m feeling pretty lonely and taken me under her wing when she can. But she’s also about 10 years older than me and like has a real job and stuff, so when we’ve gone out with her friends, it’s been a little awkward for me.

This past weekend Jake, Pete and some of their friends were going on a weekender up north and I had switched some shifts to work extra then so Jake and I could spend time together around it. I work at a bar/restaurant that’s as well known for the way the waitstaff is dressed as anything else (not a chain place like Hooters or anything) and midway through my Friday night shift (which is really the bestest shift), I was surprised to see Amanda with a few female friends. They weren’t in my section but I stopped by and said hello. Amanda looked really cute in a grey low-cut Cubs t-shirt, black stretch pants and black boots with 3″ heels. After I went back to my section, I watched from afar as Amanda and her friends got progressively more drunk and also watched them fend off waves of guys (it isn’t normal to get a table full of women, especially on a drunky night like Friday night).

It was almost midnight when Kate, who had their table, told me that Amanda was asking about me, so even though I was super slammed, I still went over.

“This is my upstairs neighbor, everybody,” Amanda told her equally sloshed friends when I came over, which was at least the third time she had told them that. I smiled again and asked Amanda what was up.

“I can say this, because everyone here is a” she lowered a voice “lesbian, but I love listening to you and Jake fuck. You sound so sexy, it’s a super turn on to me.”

I wasn’t sure what to answer so I excused myself with an embarrassed smile and went over to a table in my section where one guy was waving his arms wildly to get my attention. As I walked away, I heard one of Amanda’s friends ask her, “you gonna get a piece of that tonight?”

We go until at least two usually, but the place uncharacteristically emptied around 1, so my manager let me go about 1:30. When I headed for the front door, Amanda was waiting by the hostess’s stand, texting.

“Hey, what happened to your friends?”

Amanda waived her arm, “they wanted to go to a club but I’m not in the mood.” She sounded more sober than when she had been at the table. “Wanna split an Uber home?”

Saving money is always welcome so I agreed. The Uber was there a few minutes later and we started to go home in silence.

“Listen, I’m sorry if I came on a little strong back there. The ladies were egging me on a bit.”

I smiled. “No worries. I’m used to it and I always take it as a compliment.”

Amanda shifted and looked at me. “Well you deserve it. You are very pretty. And to be honest, I’m a little disappointed that you are more covered up.”

I laughed. I had put sweatpants on over my shorts and was wearing a fleece since it was cold. But Amanda shook her head, her hair bouncing around her. “I’m serious. You’ve got a great ass and I can’t believe how tanned you stayed even during the winter. You are sharp.”

I blushed and thanked her but also looked to change the subject. “So what do you think the guys are up to?”

“Our boys? Pete’s probably deciding which stripper to fuck. Jake is probably telling him it’s a bad idea.” Amanda laughed when she saw the look on my face.

“Oh don’t worry. Pete thinks I don’t know, but he’s always pushing the guys to go on these trips so he can pay for sex. Which is weird, since I’ll give it up for him at home for free, but.” She shrugged.

“But Jake doesn’t do that?” I asked, feeling a weird tinge of jealousy.

Amanda leaned in to me, her big green eyes close to mine. “Nah, Jake’s a good boy. In fact, he told me to take care of you while he was gone. I told him maybe I should stay in your apartment. He…was excited by that idea.”

A jolt of electricity went through me, and my tired brain came awake. “Wait what?”

Amanda moved closer, a grin on her face. “I think Jake doesn’t want you to feel…lonely when he’s gone. I told him I could definitely help with that.” Amanda gave me a soft kiss on my cheek, as our Uber driver kept glancing in the rearview mirror at us.

“I mean, I don’t think…it’s just, Jake’s a great guy and I don’t know if marriage is for me but I’m gonna…” I stammered.

Amanda smiled at me again and shook her head softly. “Jake and Pete both know all about who I am. Heck, Jake introduced me and Pete when I was just another college lesbian. He knew what he meant when we talked last night and I told him I was happy to. If you are interested, that is.”

We pulled in front of our building and got out, Amanda took my hand and lead me into the front hall and closed the front door, pulling me close. “I’d love to kiss you. If you aren’t interested, that’s OK too. But I think you are.”

Have I mentioned that I make questionable decisions? Yeah, I don’t even really think of myself as bi, even though I’ve had sex a few times with other girls, but everything was just kind of swirling around me and in the moment I was like, OK one kiss. Let’s just see. So I leaned in and we kissed.

Amanda pressed her lips against mine and slipped her tongue in my mouth, pushing it hard against me. She leaned me against the wall next to our mailboxes and ran a hand through my hair. It was a damn good kiss. Hot and soft and sexy.

She broke off and unlocked the hall door. “Should I come up with you?” I nodded without hesitating. She took my hand and we went upstairs. I fished around for my keys and she took them from me, unlocked the door and pulled me in. We kissed some more as the door closed, and I shrugged off my jacket. Amanda’s hands explored my top and I held her around her lower back. I could feel her large breasts against mine, her nipples hard from the cold and lust.

She slipped a hand into my sweatpants and pressed against my shorts and I moaned. I could feel her smile as her other hand found mine and she led me through the dark to the bedroom. She was completely in control, taking my clothes off as she kissed me and then removing her own. We explored each other’s bodies with our hands as we kissed and she slipped her hand between my legs and began rubbing me.

“Lay down”, she told me and I scooted onto the bed. She came down next to me, our bodies pressed together and she grabbed my hand and slipped it into her own wet vagina. We laid next to each other kissing and fingering each other, the feeling of her pubic hair brushing against mine a surprisingly sensual experience.

Amanda was breathing heavily, moving her hips to get my hand where she wanted it to be. Her other hand played with my ass, caressed my back, tugged at my hair, always moving. It was all so wonderful and we kept at it. I wasn’t sure if I could orgasm from Amanda’s fingers and it didn’t seem like she was getting super close either, so after a while, she broke off kissing me.

“Wait here,” she said with a giggle, and bounded out of the room naked. I heard the door open and I laid on the bed, touching myself, thinking about Amanda’s soft lips.

A few minutes later, I heard the stairs creak and the apartment door close and Amanda padded into the room with a wide grin on her face. She was holding a u-shaped dildo, both ends with a realistic looking head. “You want the big side or the little?” Before I could open my mouth, “no wait don’t tell me, I bet you like a big cock.”

She slid back onto the bed next to me and kissed me hard, pulling me to her. My arms went around her as we kissed until she broke it off.

“I even lubed it up so no worries, sweetie,” she said, as she slid the smaller end into her own vagina, her mouth opened with pleasure. She grabbed my hips and laid me flat, and then got on top of me. “Let’s see if I can get in quicker than Jake” and slid the bigger end inside me. I moaned loudly and laid back as she gave a few thrusts.

Her eyes twinkled and her breasts slid across mine and she leaned over, holding my hips and guided me. When she felt my rhythm was right, she slipped one hand into her own vagina and fingered my clit with her other. “Massage my tits, sweetie,” she told me and I complied, enjoying the dildo inside of me. She came first, a big “fuck” escaping her, as she jerked above me and relaxed, sliding her side of the dildo out of her and falling on the bed beside me.

I felt ridiculous, this u-shaped thing dripped Amanda’s juices on my belly, but as I started to say something, she rubbed my breasts and moved down my body. She slide the dildo out of me and began to pleasure me orally. Her hair was over her face, so I couldn’t see her and I thought about Jake and his strong hands and tongue until the warmness overwhelmed me and I orgasmed.

After we both washed up, we snuggled under the covers, still naked. Amanda gave me a kiss on the forehead. “I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did.”

I nodded. “It was great.”

When I woke up in the morning, Amanda was gone, but we had brunch together and spent Saturday night after my shift together too. I never texted Jake anything about it, but when he came home he said, “these weekends apart have no bearing on what we do together,” which was weird and vague-y and could have meant anything, but I didn’t press and we had some great sex Sunday night too and I don’t feel like I cheated, so I don’t know. Maybe I did, but I think Jake knows so it’s OK in my book. And marriage is a process anyway. That morning we woke up married, Jake did say to me that monogamy doesn’t always have to be the rule of marriage, so there’s that.

tl;dr I’m married now but I hooked up with my pretty neighbor. Sorry if it took a while to get to the sex.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6aapxk/the_lonely_girl_and_the_downstairs_neighbor_ff