I woke up early on Friday, right before the sun came through the blinds in my little studio apartment. It wasn’t much in the way of a home, but it was all I could afford in San Francisco these days. Why did I have to get up so early you ask? Well, like clockwork, my next door neighbor fucks his wife every morning around 7am. Being a nymphomaniac on a five month dry spell, this may well have been my favorite part of the day. It turned me on so much that I brought out all manner of toys to use on myself. Hitachi wands, bad dragon dildos, even a sybian machine , all chasing the high his wife got every morning.
I checked my alarm clock, *6:47am*. Just enough time to get myself together before it started. It might sound weird, but I like to look at myself when I’m in the heat of the moment. And I really enjoy when the woman staring back at me looks put together, and not like the disheveled mess I wake up as most morning. A quick brush of my hair and a little lotion application here and there were all I was after this morning. Somehow I didn’t wake up in my usual bad shape.
*6:59am*. I’m back in my room. Well, there’s only one room in the apartment. But I’m back in the corner I call my room. I take a look in the mirror briefly. My brown hair lays just below my clavicle, contrasting with the paleness of my skin in the earlier morning light. My plump breasts bare to the outside world, my delicate pink nipples perked up in the chilly morning air. My stomach looked a little flatter than normal today, and my delicate mound looked all the more pronounced. I almost lost myself in the mirror when it started.
*7:00am.* With impeccable timing I heard the first light moans coming from their unit. He must be kissing her neck, playing at her with his fingertips. What I wouldn’t give to feel his heavy hands run across my body, to have his lips pressed firmly against my own. The moans grew louder. In my head he was already between her thighs, tasting her juices and toying at her little nub with his tongue. Almost unconsciously, my fingers drifted to my womanhood. I could already feel the dampness between my legs. I was shocked by the heat emitting from my flesh, and how I could already feel my pulsating core at this very moment.
*7:05am*. I reached for my hitachi wand under the bed as her moans turned into muffled screams. The headboard of their bed was right up against my own wall, and with every passing minute the sound of it pounding against the wall grew stronger. I flicked the wand on and placed it against my most tender flesh. I was instantly carried away as the vibrations grew so strong, it felt like they consumed my whole body. My free hand was cupped around my thigh, my fingers digging into the flesh as I felt the moment building within me.
*7:15am.* My free hand found its way lower, between the supple cheeks of my ass. I pressed with a single finger against anus, circling my tight sphincter as the wand pulsated against my womanhood. With each passing moment my finger eased deeper and deeper. I couldn’t help but imagine it was his cock pushing into me, stretching me to my limits with his shaft. The moans and screams became louder next door. This was usually about the time he finished. All I could think about was his body on top of mine, having his hips gyrate into me, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. My body ached as my core contracted incessantly. I looked at myself in the mirror, my body contorted on the floor as a reached the tipping point. I locked eyes with myself and in the next moment I felt an awe-inspiring release run through my whole body. I couldn’t stop myself from letting out the smallest moan as I rode the climax to it’s end. I lay on the ground for several moments, my muscles ached and my body refused to move. I watched myself in the mirror, the glow of an orgasm evident.
I cleaned myself up and prepared for work, all the while with thoughts of my neighbor running through my head. I could only hope they didn’t hear my noises through the wall. As I left that day, he happened to be headed out at the same time.
“Hey David!” I said to him as we locked eyes walking towards the parking lot, “How are things?”
“Hi Sam!” he said, smiling back at me, “Oh I can’t complain. Headed to work before a nice long weekend. Megan’s headed out of town on a girls trip so I’ve got the place to myself for a few days. TGIF, am I right?”
“Yeah, definitely!” I respond, “Hey it’s been awhile since we did neighbor dinner!” This was something Megan and I first concocted when they moved in. We got together a couple Saturday’s a month for dinner on our shared balcony. “Maybe we should do that this weekend? I know Megan’s out of town, but I bet she’ll be happy to know you’re eating while she’s gone.”
He smiled, “Well, I’ll have to clear it with the boss first. But sounds like it could be fun!”
“I totally get it, just being neighborly! Have a good one!” I say as we head to our cars.
(Will try to write out Part II in the coming days! Hope you enjoyed!)
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/so5sry/just_being_neighborly
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