I fulfilled my neighbour’s Princess Leia fantasy [FM]

I was coming home from a Halloween party fairly buzzed. It had been a very fun night of dancing, and I had absolutely rocked my costume. I went as Slave Leia, and I was very proud of myself. Both for pulling it off, and having the confidence to walk around that exposed the entire night. Somehow it felt a lot naughtier than a bikini on the beach despite the fact that it was technically more fabric.

As I walked to the front door of my building, a whistle caught my attention from above. I looked up to see my 2nd floor neighbour leaning over the railing of his balcony to look at me. Given the top-down perspective, I’m sure he had quite the view. We’ll call him Darius for the sake of this story. He was a black guy in his thirties, very tall, and very muscular. I would seriously not have been surprised if Darius went to the gym a second time some days, just for posterity. He and I had a very flirtatious relationship. I had caught him staring at my ass in biker shorts shortly after moving in, and he had been confident enough to fully admit that he found me attractive when I called him out on it.

“Have I smoked too much weed? I’ve been having dreams like this since high school, I might be hallucinating.” He teased, calling down to me from his balcony. I laughed, and did a little twirl for him in my outfit, causing the skirt panels to flow outwards as I spun. I was definitely tipsy, because I wobbled a bit in my heels when I stopped and smiled back up at him.

“Is there such a thing as too much weed? No, I was at a party.” Darius nodded, and paused to spark up another joint for himself before he replied.

“Lucky party people, I’ve always wanted to hangout with Princess Leia” He grinned as he spoke, obviously either remembering some fantasy in his mind, or imagining something to do with me. I never found out.

“Well you still can, if you’ve got more of that weed.” I was enjoying the attention from Darius as much as I had enjoyed it from my friends at the party. Combined with the alcohol and weed I’d already consumed, his attention was making me feel tingly, and warm.

“You know I do, the door’s unlocked.” He answered quickly, eagerly. I liked that too. Our building was a little sixplex with no elevator. I took the stairs up to his apartment and walked through the door.

Darius’ apartment opened into one large living/kitchen/dining area when you walked through the door, just as mine did. With a hallway going off to one side leading to the bathroom, and bedroom. The door to the balcony was perpendicular to the entry door, and he was standing in the doorway grinning at me while smoking his joint. He extended his arm, offering it to me. I took it before following him out onto the balcony, taking a long drag that caused me to shiver on the exhale. We sat on his outdoor loveseat together and passed the remainder of the joint back and forth, slowly burning it down. We chatted about my night, and his job as a delivery driver, but conversation eventually turned to compliments directed at me. He kept telling me how I must’ve been the hottest girl at the party, and ended up confessing that he had been a complete Star Wars nerd for a lot of his life.

My body was buzzing wonderfully from the weed, so I decided to take things further with him than I had in the past. A lot further. I decided in a fraction of a second that I was going to offer to fuck Darius, straight up fulfill whatever his Leia fantasy was. I really loved the idea of doing that for him. So much so in fact, that I hadn’t even made the offer and I was turning myself on

I asked Darius what he really wanted to do with Leia if he had her all to himself, and he actually got shy on me! It was absolutely adorable, my big, tall, and usually very confident neighbour was suddenly very shy.

“You don’t need to hear about all that, you just came to hangout.” He said it like he was reminding both of us about that fact. I turned myself sideways on the loveseat, sliding my legs across his lap. I decided to just lay all my cards on the table. It was late, and I didn’t have time for games.

“I do want to hear about that. Actually, Darius. I want to let you act it out.” I reached out and ran my nails across the back of his shoulders as I spoke, and tugged a little bit at the fabric of his white t-shirt. That seemed to reinforce the fact that I was serious, there was more confidence in his voice when he replied.

“I always kinda wanted to get head while holding her chain.” He admitted, and I couldn’t help but giggle. It was a scenario that had already been suggested to me earlier in the night, and I had been disgusted by the guy who suggested it to me. Now though, I found myself taking Darius’ hand and raising it to grab the loop at the end of the borrowed chain dog leash I was wearing, because my costume hadn’t included the chain, and I felt like that was a necessary part of the costume.

“Thanks for the joint.” I said sweetly, standing up in front of him. I stepped between his legs, and leaned forwards to place my hands on his shoulders, pressing him back into the loveseat. His hands ran up my legs before sliding underneath the back panel of the skirt to squeeze my ass. I lingered just long enough for him to grow a bit impatient, and tug on my chain before I dropped to my knees on the balcony in front of him. (I regretted this later, God does concrete ever do a number on knees.)

I wasted no time tugging his dark grey joggers down to free his semi-erect cock. Darius had a big cock. Not porn-star massive by any stretch, but I couldn’t wrap my hand fully around it. I spat on the head of his cock and swirled my tongue around it several times before taking him into my mouth. I worked teasingly slowly, wanting to take my time and let him enjoy his fantasy. I’d bob my head over half his cock a couple of times, then pull back and only run my tongue along the underside of it for the next couple of strokes. He was whimpering, and his hand balled into a fist around the chain.

I sped things up for him, increasing my pace and taking more of his cock into my mouth as I continually bobbed my head over his length. I raised my right hand to play with his balls, and attempted to deepthroat Darius. It was a struggle, but I eventually succeeded and that was all he could take. A loud curse was all the warning I got before Darius came in down my throat, causing me to gag as he throbbed. I pulled back with tears in my eyes, but a proud smile on my face. Darius had a hand on his forehead, and panted to catch his breath.

I sat back down on the loveseat next to him, and we smoked another joint before I went home for the night. He and I did hook up several times later though.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xxw8ml/i_fulfilled_my_neighbours_princess_leia_fantasy_fm