18[F] had hands-free orgasm while listening to my apartment neighbors fuck

It all started one night while I was sitting in bed reading quietly. The room was dead silent and it was around midnight on a Saturday night when I heard what I thought was a moan. I figured my dirty little mind was just playing tricks on me and it was probably just the baby next door waking up in the middle of the night. The apartment next to mine is an indian couple, probably in their late 30s, early 40s, with a 2 year old that I often hear crying. I kept on with my reading.

But a minute or two later I heard it again. I still couldn’t make out what it was but now I was sure I definitely was hearing something. Either a woman’s voice or a child. Either way I was getting curious and my mind was slowly descending into the gutter. I was certainly distracted from my reading to say the least. Now I was waiting for it. And it came. The unmistakable sound of a headboard banging against the wall, and the whimpering of a woman’s voice mixed in.

I had become very alert and attentive. Where was it coming from? Was it the couple with the baby next door? My neighbors above me? Or below me? I found myself breathing heavier. I began pacing to various points in my bedroom to figure out where it was coming from before admitting to myself that I also just wanted to find the best listening spot. I was horny as fuck and covid has left a gal untouched and yearning.

Eventually I realized our apartments shared a heater vent which allowed sounds to come through if the room was quiet enough. It was likely upstairs or downstairs. Upstairs was an 84 year old woman. Downstairs was a 27 year old blond Russian woman that I had passed by in the stairway a few times. Our units are right next to a shared stairway that leads us down to the parking garage. She always dressed well and smelled very nice. You would know if she had recently been in the stairway from the lingering hint of her perfume. I never really warmed up to her; her personality came off a bit cold, but I knew she had gone to a prestigious grad school and was a business consultant and you could tell she liked nice things.

I decided that these sounds of pleasure from what sounded like pretty rough sex must have been coming from her bedroom, below mine. She was really enjoying herself. I had only seen her leave once with a man, a strong built guy with broad shoulders and dark hair. I believe she lived alone, so perhaps he was visiting for the weekend, or perhaps it was just another tinder date. But I found myself imagining it was him.

For the next half hour I curled up next to the heater vent with a blanket (you know, because it was the warmest spot in the room of course) and listened to them fuck. Her soft moans were firm but feminine. Sometimes they were strong and clear and other times they were weak like she was trying to catch her breath. And there were times where she simply ran out of breath and stopped breathing with the brief silence followed by a large vocal gasp for air.

I was beginning to *feel* the way she sounded. Her moans came in a clear rhythm. I could call out every thrust and could feel the pace of this man’s cock—her man’s cock—plunging into my now very wet pussy. My clit was throbbing. My eyes were now closed and I was laying on my side on the ground with my arms between my legs, trying hard not to touch myself. I told myself I was not eavesdropping, I was simply trying to get warm. So I shouldn’t feel guilty about hearing them. They were the ones being inconsiderate and loud with an 18 year old girl in the apartment that shared a vent with theirs. I kept my fingers away from my pussy but nonetheless I found my thighs instinctively clenching together, tight around my arms. I found my hips buckling like a natural reflex, trying to edge my swollen clit against my own arms like they were a sex toy or a man’s navel. My dolphin shorts were soaking. Absorbent they were.

Near the last few minutes her moans were noticeably louder and had gradually developed into a gentle scream. He was hitting her in all the right spots and you could tell she was ready. And I was ready. My hips swayed in rhythm with her moans, imagining vividly every thrust of his perfectly hard and perfectly filling cock (its my fantasy, afterall). Her man also grunted every so often and this drove me wild. I found myself grunting softly too and breathing fast through my mouth. Finally it happened. She screamed at the top of her lungs. My pussy literally gushed into my shorts. He groaned like a beast. She panted in satisfaction. I panted like a horny little 18 yo teen that just came while listening to an older couple fuck each others brains out. She giggled. My body twitched. I laid there feeling a tad bit guilty, a tad bit jealous, and extremely spent and sweaty.

The next day I saw a bunch of amazon packages with her name on it in the lobby. She sure likes nice things. I hope I hear them again.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/moldwk/18f_had_handsfree_orgasm_while_listening_to_my