It started pretty soon after I’d moved in to the complex. He’d noticed me situating my furniture on the balcony and came out on his to introduce himself. His name was Chris, and he lived alone next door to me. I couldn’t deny the excitement he sent through me just from looking at him. His dirty blonde hair was long and wavy, the top he hid with a backwards baseball cap. His jaw was wide, the definition of chiseled, and I could see the rough outline of his stubble.
“Do you need help moving furniture or anything?” He leaned over his railing towards me. I couldn’t help but notice the well defined muscles in his arms flex as he did.
I glanced up at his brown eyes and smiled, “No, that’s okay. My brother and his friends already have it covered. Thank you, though.”
If he was disappointed, he didn’t show it. “Well, let me know if you do. Just knock on your bedroom wall and I’ll hear you, my bed’s just on the other side.” He went back inside, but then poked his head out from the door, “and, uh, fair warning… things occasionally get loud on my side. Just knock.”
I raised an eyebrow as he disappeared again, wondering what he meant.
It didn’t take long for me to find out… an evening later, I heard him out in the hallway with a woman. She sounded drunk from how loud she was talking and how much she was laughing. I doubted he was *that* funny.
It was late, so I took a shower and got ready for bed. As I was washing off a face mask, I heard them begin. It started off quiet enough so I shrugged it off, I could hear her moaning quietly behind my bed. I sighed, and turned on some music to attempt to drown them out as I scrolled reddit.
She was steadily getting louder as the minutes passed, and I could hear him lightly grunting. At first, I felt ashamed to admit the arousal I was feeling from listening to them, but that feeling quickly passed. I wondered what he was doing her to make her sound like that. There were a few times she’d let out screams, but they sounded like she was sticking her face into a pillow to hide their intensity. I couldn’t deny that I was jealous. I rubbed my clit, picking up the pace when her moans grew in intensity. When I felt like I was about to cum, I heard him groan loudly in finality and it sent me over the edge.
I don’t know what gave me the idea, but I wanted to show him that it wouldn’t always be quiet on my side either. So, the next night I invited over a guy friend that I frequently hook up with, Evan. I’d been texting him all day about how I wanted him to spank me and make me scream. I knew he’d be into it, and when he got there, he immediately pushed me up against the wall.
He pulled me up around his waist and kissed down my neck, nibbling on my shoulder and making me moan lightly. He pulled my tank top off and bent down to take one of my pierced nipples in his mouth and bit down gently, forcing a gasp from me. I pulled his face back up to me by his hair and kissed him hard. He pulled us away from the wall and started to move towards the couch, but I quickly said “the bedroom,” and he redirected his route.
I knew Chris was home, and I knew he was in his room. It was 10, so I imagined he was laying in bed watching TV since I’d heard the theme song for Archer. I couldn’t help but grin imagining his face when he’d first hear me.
Evan laid me down on the bed, and peeled my shorts off. He pulled his shirt off and quickly took his pants off. “A little greedy tonight, Evan?” I purred, spreading my legs for him to see how wet I was.
He didn’t say anything; he just pulled me down to him by my knees and dove his face into my pussy. My hips jerked up uncontrollably from the sudden assault on my clit. He *was* being greedy, like he couldn’t get enough of me. As the rhythm of his tongue increased on my clit, so did the volume of my moans. I ran my fingers through his hair, grinding against his face with my hips. He pushed a finger into me, forcing me to pause and moan loudly. Then another, and slowly began to fuck me with them. He never stopped tonguing my clit as he fucked me harder and harder, and soon I was crying out my release and shuddering as he pulled away.
He pulled me up by my hair and brought my face to his dick. Eagerly, I wrapped my hand around it and licked up the underside before taking his head into my mouth. I sucked on it gently and rolled my lips down his shaft, taking him to the hilt. Evan isn’t the biggest, about five inches, but I’ve never felt like he was lacking at all.
I moved my hand up and down his shaft, following my lips, which is his favorite move. He groaned loudly, and I couldn’t help but smile.
He pulled my head away and pushed me back onto the bed. “Roll over.” He commanded. He grabbed a condom and rolled it on.
I did as he said and he pulled my hips to his, rubbing his cock head right at my entrance. Slowly, he slipped the tip in and I tried to push back, but he stopped me. He spanked me hard and I moaned from the surprise, then slowly, he slipped inside of me. I groaned as he began thrusting and leaned down onto my forearms, keeping my ass perched in the air.
I think he knew what I was after, because he loudly said, “Fuck, Daph, I love the way your ass looks from this angle.”
I looked back at him and smiled, which he returned. He gave me another hard slap on the right ass cheek, and then one on the left. He rubbed back over the marks gently, before landing another one. I reached between my legs and circled my clit with my index finger, getting closer with each slap. “Are you going to cum for me, little slut?” Evan growled, I could tell he was getting close too.
“Mmm…” I moaned, “harder.”
He obliged, and held my hips in place as he used me. I imagined Chris on the other side of the wall, either jerking off or just imagining that he was Evan. The thought of him brought me so close to the edge, and a hard slap from Evan sent me over it. I screamed out as I rode the wave, quickly planting my face into the bed so I wouldn’t get a noise complaint.
I felt Evan tense up behind me and he grunted as he came, falling forward onto my hips as he breathed heavily. “Good?” I looked back at him and asked.
“Fuck, it’s always good.” He smiled at me.
He had work in the morning and couldn’t stay, so we took a shower and then he headed home. About ten minutes after he left, I heard a knock at my front door. I thought maybe he’d left something, but he hadn’t really brought anything.
When I opened the door, Chris stepped forward and leaned against the door frame. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came. “So,” he began, smiling down at me, “what was that?”
I stepped back. “What do you mean?” I asked, attempting to sound innocent.
He laughed. Fuck, even that made me wet. “Don’t be coy, Daphne…”
“You said you’d be loud, you didn’t give me the opportunity to tell you I could be too,” I shrugged, “you could’ve knocked if it bothered you.”
His grin widened, “oh, it didn’t bother me. It got me a little curious actually.”
“Oh, yeah? About what?”
“You, of course. I bet that I can make you cum way more than he did. What was it? Two? Kinda weak, in my opinion.” He shrugged his broad shoulders.
I rolled my eyes, but I couldn’t deny I was curious now too. “I bet that you can’t.”
He raised his eyebrows, and then laughed again, “I can see you squirming now. You’re not fooling me. How’s tomorrow night sound?” He reached out a hand and I hesitantly took it. He pulled me into the frame, and tilted my head up by my chin. His lips were soft as they pressed against mine gently, I weakened as he sucked my bottom lip. He bit it gently, before pulling away. “Sound good?” He asked again. Just that little tease was sending electricity through my body.
I could only nod, and with that he made his way back to his own apartment. Smiling at me one more time before we both went back inside.
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Hot story, I love the aspect of overheard sex. Looking forward to part 2!