pt2.
This is a continuation to my earlier story about masturbating to sounds of my neighbors having sex. There’s some exposition for context on this one so if you want to skip to the steamy part scroll to the ***.
I’ll pick up at the point I saw the mystery neighbor next— a few days later while he was moving a couch into his apartment. It wasn’t that big, but still I found it pretty funny to watch him trying to bear hug it up the stairs all by himself. There didn’t seem like a better opportunity would come to say hello so that’s what I did.
“Hey nice to meet you, I’m Mira I think we live next door to each other.”
He looked pained, and set the couch down awkwardly to face me.
“Hey-“ He was out of breath. “So nice to meet you, I’m William— is it bad to ask a girl for help moving furniture?”
He had a nice cadence to the way he talked. I liked that.
“Not at all, sir.” I pantomimed a curtsy to him as he rolled his eyes.
We got it in the apartment quickly, (I swear it wasn’t that heavy just awkward.) and pushed the couch against the wall.
“I swear I didn’t mean any offense pointing out you were a girl or to suggest you couldn’t help with the couch…“
“None taken at all, William.” I laughed back to him.
Somehow my laughter died in the air and we spent a moment just staring at eachother. A long moment.
“You want to help me test it out?” He grinned, breaking the silence. I must have blushed a little, hoping he meant it in a suggestive lets fuck type of way. Alas he really did mean just sitting down, and so we did.
“Pretty comfortable…” I ventured. His apartment was tidy, the same tiny studio size as mine. He’d done about as much decorating as you could in such a space. Seeing as he was a guy, I was pretty impressed. There were plants on one wall and a made up bed on the other. I couldn’t help but think of my bed on the other side… and about hearing him fucking that girl just a week ago.
We bantered about this or that for a while, and I found him to be a pretty good conversationalist. Really good, if we’re being honest. He was a researcher at the nearby university, a rock climber, and a hobbyist chef (hot). Truthfully, I was struggling to keep up because god damn it he was handsome. It was clear that he worked out at least lightly, as his arms were toned and bore beautiful black tattoos. The way he scratched at his beard was endearing and I was angry at myself for hanging on to each of his words, looking for any inclination he might be interested in me.
Eventually I couldn’t stand it, and the opportunity I’d been looking for presented itself.
“You’re so sweet Mira, I’m really glad we’re neighbors. The old guy who lived there before you was a real codger. Always complaining about noise and shit…” With some panache I shot back, “Yeah? You and your girlfriend do get awfully loud sometimes.” I joked at him.
Now it was his turn to blush and his cheeks went absolutely scarlet red. “Oh.. You mean Terra? Yeah we’ll try to keep it down… um…—”
Fuck. So it was his girlfriend. The conversation ground to a halt and I realized I’d overstepped. I regretted saying that immediately. Who should arrive not 30 seconds later, but Terra.
I heard the key turning in his lock and she strode in, in all of her 5’4 annoying blonde glory. I instantly disliked her because she was truly insufferable. She was chatty in the worst way, loved to interrupt, and worst of all she was cute. I stumbled my way through a conversation with her until William started saying they’d be late for dinner.
Pretty soon he was showing me out of his apartment and I realized I’d royally fucked up. Dismayed, I went back to my place. Not only was I defeated, but I was horny.
William was fine no matter how you cut it, and he left me with a tangible thirst for dick that could not be satiated by vibrator alone. I couldn’t get over the thought of him fucking Terra so obviously well a few days prior, and my underwear were damp.
It was getting pretty late, but my the modern marvel of the internet I had a list of hinge matches ready to go for this very occasion. I messaged one of them, some guy named Jack. We’d fucked once before, and it had gone alright, so I chanced a message to him.
Like clockwork he replied two minutes later and said he’d be at my place in an hour. Great. I spent some time getting ready, showering, cleaning up the empty cans of redbull I’d left laying around. I was frustrated, not just sexually, but also with my meeting William. I hoped I didn’t fuck up too bad because after all, I did have to live next to the guy. Selecting a matching set of black lingerie, I looked myself over in the mirror. I’m about 5’6 with shaggy black hair. The panties were really working great with my ass, and my smaller but firm tits were popping just how I liked them to. Perfect. I threw on a navy blue sundress to pretend like this wasn’t just about sex.
Jack showed up right when he said he would, and we talked about drivel, just like you do with most hinge matches. It wasn’t long before he was suggesting that we crack into the wine he’d brought. I found myself agreeing, and suddenly we were making out on the couch. Jack is one of those guys who likes sucking on boobs a lot and I didn’t mind it one bit. He was a classic gym bro, pretty strong. I feigned a struggle as he picked me up and threw me down on my bed.
***
I pulled his face into mine as we kissed and felt myself getting wetter. He was using one hand to push the sun dress over my head, and the other to grope my boobs. He fumbled with the bra a little bit before it dropped to the sheets, wasting no time in pulling my hard nipple into his warm mouth. Fuck. I shivered with pleasure. And then I got an idea.
I gasped as loud as I could.
“Oh fuck sorry are you okay?” He stopped and looked up anxiously.
“Yeah baby, oh just do that more okay?”
The look in his eyes was pure lust. He went back to sucking my tits like it was all his cute little mouth was made for. Every few seconds I’d moan, hoping William and Terra (what a stupid name) could hear every shrill gasp as they escaped my mouth.
Jack was doing his best I’m sure— but the way I was moaning made him seem like Hercules. He gave up on the sucking and pulled my hair back, exposing my neck to his strong hands, pushing my face into the mattress. I loved it.
He was inching down to the foot of the bed, kissing down my naked body as I reveled in his touch. I made sure to moan out in ecstasy every few seconds. I knew William could hear me on the other side of that wall and I was going to make damned sure to put on a show. It was my turn to show off.
Jack started eating me out with vigor, his tongue sloppily eating up my juices that by now were leaking all over the bed. Oh fuck, my body rocked from an orgasm as I wailed. Then I pulled him up to me, grabbing at his hair and rolled on top of him. I could feel him getting hard as I grinded on him, working my hips.
“Here, baby.” I cupped my right breast and pushed it to his face, letting him suck at it again while I freed his hardening cock from his jeans.
“You’re gonna let me fuck you just like this, ok Jack?”
He started to say something but I pushed my tit back in his mouth.
“Don’t stop sucking baby.”
He was helpless under me, as I rolled a condom from the night stand onto his dick. Slowly, I lowered myself down his shaft. I sighed as every inch plunged slowly into me. His cock was an excellent size, not too long but plenty girthy. I moaned obnoxiously as I started to bounce up and down. His hands were all over my ass and Jack was grunting each time I forced myself down on him with a smack.
“Yeah baby just suck on me. Like that, goooood.” I cooed to him encouragingly. His tongue was swirling around my hard nipple while the other shifted to my neck with a firm pressure.
“Oh god you’re gonna make me cum, Jack!” I cried out. If this wasn’t loud I don’t know what was. I hoped William and Terra were listening awkwardly on the other side. Better yet, I hoped it turned him on.
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I imagined though, that it was William I was fucking. That it was his stiff cock impaling me over and over again. I wanted it to be his beard scratching on my breasts as he sucked them passionately. I wished it was William’s tattooed hands curled around my neck instead. Jack put up a good fight for as long as he could, but soon he started tugging at my hair and told me he was going to cum. I wasn’t really close to another orgasm, but he’d served his purpose exceptionally well.
“In me, Jack. In me.” I whispered in his ear.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, Jack… oh baby give it to me.”
At that I saw relief wash over him as his eyes rolled back and I felt his dick pulsating inside me.
“Oh god that’s it, just fill me, baby.”
I could feel ropes of his warm cum rushing into the condom, and I sighed with pleasure.
Jack texted me a lot after that. He wanted to meet up again, and I think we did perhaps once more. He barely mattered though, I only had eyes for William. Theres another part or two to this I’d be happy to write. :)
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Loved it!! Can’t wait for the other parts of this story ;)
Is there going to be a part 3?? Dying for more!
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This is an unbelievably hot story, the mixed feelings of spite and horniness are just 🥵
Super well written too!
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