[MF] How A Post On The Nextdoor App Led To Me Fucking My Nerdy Downstairs Neighbor (PART SIX)

[PART ONE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ar0n5e/mf_how_a_post_on_the_nextdoor_app_led_to_me/)

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[PART TWO](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/av44cl/mff_how_a_post_on_the_nextdoor_app_led_to_me/)

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[PART THREE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/avv157/mf_how_a_post_on_the_nextdoor_app_led_to_me/)

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[PART FOUR](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/aytp71/mf_how_a_post_on_the_nextdoor_app_led_to_me/)

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[PART FIVE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b0cwg7/mf_how_a_post_on_the_nextdoor_app_led_to_me/)

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And we’re back. I had someone ask me why I feel obligated to continue to share these sex stories with Olivia, and honestly, it’s probably because it was you all who helped me realize I should talk to her again. Without you, I wouldn’t be having sex right now. I mean, not RIGHT NOW, but you get my point.

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So earlier this week Olivia invited me to a small musical on Friday, and since I never have plans, I agreed to go with her. I also really enjoy musicals. Legit musicals, by the way. Not that La La Land bullshit…THAT WASN’T A MUSICAL, OKAY? IT WASN’T. I thought I would have to break out a tie (I only have two) for this event, but Olivia assured me it was pretty casual. Turns out, she volunteers at this theater across the city and they were putting on a special show for their volunteers and family to prepare for shows for the general audience.

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At around 6:30 pm I knocked on her door. I was wearing black jeans, a casual (but a little dressy) long sleeve t-shirt and some nice ass shoes. That’s one thing I actually spend money on. You gots to have nice shoes. I’ve watched Forrest Gump. I’m no fool. Olivia opened the door, and well, she looked better than I did. I’m not great at describing clothing because I’m not a fucking copywriter for Forever 21, but I can provide you a photo of a similar outfit. It was [similar to this dress](https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/2714/9310/products/Unique_Vintage_1950s_Style_Black_Delores_Sleeved_Swing_Dress_2_grande.jpg?v=1549495544). She looked amazing and I felt underdressed.

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“I thought you said it was casual?”

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“Oh, is this not casual?” she smirked and then twirled for me so I could get a full view.

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“I’m not sure what that is, but it’s certainly not casual.”

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We decided to take a Lyft to the theater because parking is a nightmare, according to Olivia. We talked mainly about the show during the ride, but then an old school Justin Timberlake song came on the radio and our whiteness started to dribble out all over the backseat of the Lyft. Olivia was dancing and singing. I was singing and moving my head from side to side like a fucking idiot. The Lyft driver turned up the volume. I’m not sure if he was trying to cover up my singing, or if he just could tell we really liked the song. Either way, it was a good time.

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So we get to theater. Olivia introduces me to her friends, and yes she simply introduced me as her friend. We’re not together, and I think we’re both fine with that. Although, who knows, Olivia has surprised me in the past.

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“You two live in the same apartment building, right?” her friend asked.

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“Yeah. She’s down below me.”

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“Nice. You’r’e lucky to have her so close. We love Olivia.”

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The horrendous small talk continued for another 10-15 minutes before we took our seats inside the theater and got ready for the show to begin. Now look, I know there have been a lot of stories about people getting jerked off inside theaters, but that’s not what happened here. It would be super hot if it had, but also super unrealistic. I’ve never been jerked (or sucked) off inside a packed theater. I don’t see how people get away with it. There were people sitting on both sides of us. If she pulled out my cock right then, they would have noticed. It’s not like what was happening on stage was that engrossing.

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So yeah, we watched the fucking musical. It was entertaining, I suppose. It was more like a rehearsal, so they made a few mistakes, had some audio and lighting issues, etc. Still though, it was a fun evening. We all went to eat after the show was over, and since it was such a large group, the conversation was all over the place. On one end of the table, people were talking politics, and on the other end people were talking about their favorite Netflix shows. We got stuck with the politics. It was a pretty boring conversation because everyone agreed with each other.

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Olivia had a few drinks at this dinner and by the time we requested for another Lyft back home, she was a little tipsy. Not drunk, but she was feeling good. As we waited on the sidewalk for the Lyft, I got a notification on my phone informing me that our driver was “hearing impaired.” It sent a link showing basic ASL signs. We memorized “hello” and “thank you” thinking we were going to impress the shit out of this driver. Most people probably don’t even click on the fucking link. But not us! We are compassionate and we want everyone to know it!

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The driver pulls up, and Olivia and I both nail the “hello” sign. He doesn’t return the gesture, but he kinda smiles and starts to drive off. During the drive, Olivia started get a little handsy. She rubbed my leg, getting very close to my dick. I responded by placing my hand on her knee and letting my fingers creep up her bare leg. I slid my hand higher and higher, now touching her inner thigh. That’s when she closed her legs and whispered, “He’s deaf. Not blind.”

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Fair point. I got a little carried away, but hey, she started it! Olivia got on her phone during the drive and I looked out the window, and then looked toward the front of the car at the display screen. I noticed everything was in what appeared to be Chinese. And then, he turned the radio on and a Lady Gaga song started playing. He started to sing along. He knew every freaking word. And that’s when it clicked, the dude wasn’t deaf, he probably just didn’t speak great English and didn’t care to engage in meaningless conversations. That’s why he didn’t respond to the sign. He probably didn’t even know what the fuck we were doing. I decided not to tell Olivia this, so when he dropped us off, she was the only one to sign “Thank you,” he looked more confused than ever.

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We walked inside our apartment building and stopped at her door. She leaned in and kissed me, “You’re coming inside, right?” she asked breaking up the kiss, “Of course,” I replied. She unlocked her door, tossed her keys in a bowl on the counter and then I pushed her up against the wall. Our lips pressed together. I could still taste the alcohol as she slid her tongue inside my mouth. My hands, which were at her hips, slid down her legs and then back up under her dress. I teased her by lightly scratching her thighs and inching my way up. We continued to kiss passionately. I bit down on her bottom lip and tugged at it a bit and then rubbed my thumb against the front of her panties.

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This continued for a minute or two before I briefly removed my hand from her dress and stuck two fingers inside her mouth, “Suck on them,” I instructed her. She sucked the hell out of them. By the time I pulled them out, they were dripping with a thick coating of her saliva. I slid my hand back up her dress, pulled her panties down her thighs and immediately inserted my wet fingers inside her warm pussy. She moaned, “Mmm,” she grabbed me by the hair and pulled me in close for another long kiss as my fingers found a second home inside her pussy.

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I could feel her juices starting to flow around my fingers now. She was moving her hips against me, begging me to drive my fingers in even deeper. I fucked her roughly with my fingers and kissed her neck, but I didn’t want her cumming yet, so I pulled them out a few minutes later. I shoved my fingers back in her mouth and watched as she tasted herself on them. After sucking on them, she dragged her tongue across them.

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“You’re so fucking hot,” I told her, and then pushed her down. She got the message. She unbuttoned my pants, pulled them and my boxers down. My cock jumped free. She opened her mouth and sucked on the head lightly, “Fuck baby” I moaned. I was incredibly turned on, and couldn’t take this head teasing shit, so I grabbed the back of her head and pushed her down on my cock. She gagged, but didn’t come up for air. She took my entire length inside her mouth and wrapped her hands around me to push me in deeper. She was a bit ambitious with that move though and had to come up for a break.

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“Fuck me,” she said with such a seductive tone that I almost came right then. I turned her around and pinned her against the wall. I lifted her dress up, slid my cock inside her pussy and started fucking her roughly. We weren’t making love. We were straight up fucking to get off. That was our only mission here. We wanted to fuck the shit out of each other. I pounded into her, our bodies slamming together. Her faced was pressed against the wall, and honestly it looked a little uncomfortable, but she appeared to be loving it.

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“Harder, fuck me harder” she cried out. I pushed her down a bit, so that her hands could rest against the wall and her ass stuck up in the air. I grabbed a fistful of her hair and slammed into her with one powerful thrust after the other. I watched as her ass jiggled above my cock. It was intense and I’m sure her neighbors could hear every time my body would slam into her. “FUCK!” she yelled. She removed one hand from the wall and started to rub her clit.

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Letting go of her hair, I smacked her ass. Hard. “Again,” she moaned. I smacked her harder this time. She squealed a bit as a red mark appeared on her pale ass. Her legs started to shake, so I grabbed her by the waist and held her up as she started to cum, “Oh, god, yes!” she moaned, her pussy tightening around my cock. Her body was shaking so much that I saw little ripples traveling down her ass. I didn’t stop fucking her. I continued to pound and pound away.

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I could feel myself getting close, so I pulled out and was ready to unload on her ass, but she quickly turned herself around and kneeled in front of me, “Cum on my face,” she demanded. She stuck her tongue out, flicking the inflamed head of my cock as I stroked myself right over her face. It didn’t take long for shot after shot of cum to cover her. It was all over her lips, nose, forehead and hair. She opened her mouth and sucked my cock clean and then laughed a little at the mess on her face before running off to the bathroom.

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When she came out, she told me that she’s never had someone cum on her face before and was just drunk/horny enough to request it tonight.

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“Did you like it?” I asked.

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“In the moment? Hell yeah. 10 seconds after? Not so much.” She laughed.

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I ended up going back to my place, ’cause she had to get up early today. When I woke up, I had a text from her saying, “I already miss your cock,” and knowing she was busy and around people from work, I decided to send her a [shower photo](https://imgur.com/a/LCcf1gZ). (NSFW)

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Her response?

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“?”

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followed by

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“I hate you”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b1y5t8/mf_how_a_post_on_the_nextdoor_app_led_to_me