I (F)ucked my neighbor while (M)y girlfriend slept downstairs in my bed [MF]

About 12 or 13 years ago, I lived in a 3 story triplex, with each individual apartment stacked directly on top of the next. Downstairs, were Mike and Dee. They were nice, fun to hang out with, and we’d all go out drinking fairly regularly. About 6 months into living in my place, a couple of girls – Erin and Allie – moved in upstairs. They were maybe a year or two older than me.

At the time, I had a girlfriend from Australia. Chelsea was a few years younger than me, maybe 19 at the time. She had a vicious habit of going out, getting sloppy drunk, coming back to my place to scream in my face as a preface to some unruly sex, and then passing out cold.

On occasion, I actually liked it. She had few limits and would let me do more or less anything I wanted. Mostly it was pretty obnoxious and she bugged me. However, it was easy sex with a cute girl and I was in my early 20’s, so I endured it.

Meanwhile, Mike, Dee, Erin, Allie, and I had begun to become a little clique. We’d hang out weekly, walking to the bars and having a good time. I’d noticed that Erin had been increasingly more flirty with me as time wore on. Over a couple of weeks, she began laughing harder at my smartass remarks, touching my shoulder, or leg, or back. I didn’t think too much of it, and just appreciated the opportunity to flirt with a cute girl.

Anyway, one Friday night of hanging out with the clique, and I’m back home, watching some tv when I hear the familiar clunk of Chelsea’s heels clopping up the stairs. She whips the sliding glass door open and nearly falls onto her face, slurring an insult at me as she toppled.

“Oi, choo fahkin good shpendin time withthe upstairs flat fahkin cunts to come have a drink wihme?!” She sputtered out unintelligibly.

“WhadooIgotta sug yer dick to geh youto pay tenshion tome?” She quickly followed up with.

At this point, I was sufficiently in the bag as well, and a fairly sporty session of watching her drunkenly try to inhale my dick through any one of her three open-for-business holes seemed fairly appealing, regardless of, and perhaps even in spite of, her ceaseless verbal onslaught.

We made our way to my bedroom, and Chelsea stripped down to her bra and panties. They were mismatched, but served to dutifully illustrate her assets. Chelsea was small, maybe 5’1” and 100lbs, or whatever that is in cm’s and kg’s. She had perky B cup breasts, a slim waist and flat tummy, and a little yet firm and shapely butt. She had dark black hair, and wore emo like makeup, heavy eyeshadow and dark lip liner. Her bra was black with an extra strap on each cup looping up over the high side of her breasts. Her panties were white and a little frilly, a thong that made a heart shape out of her perky little butt.

“Get on all fours.” I said to her, pulling my cock out of my jeans.

She obliged, awkwardly finding her way to her hands and knees as she crawled toward my exposed dick.

“Joo wanna fahk my mouth?” She said, in the sexiest way she could attempt under the circumstances.

Without a word, I grabbed a clump of her hair and started to push myself in and out of her mouth. She couldn’t deepthroat, so I didn’t push so far as to elicit a gag reflex. Chelsea reached up with both hands to make an effort to play with my shaft and balls as I gently fucked her mouth.

This carried on briefly before I felt it was time to move on. With a firm grip of her hair still, I guided a Chels into a bent over position on the bed, where I pulled her panties down to her ankles, and positioned myself behind her.

“Mmm yah I wan you to fuck my little cunt.” She moaned into the bed.

Feeling a responsibility to oblige her, I plunged my cock into the depths of her pussy.
“Unnghhhhfff” she grunted, as I pushed deeper and deeper into her.

At this point, I knew she wasn’t going to get much out of this, so in an effort to avoid theatrics I focused mostly on myself. I put my thumb into her mouth, which she promptly sucked, then pulled it out to press it against the creased up hole of her ass. My thumb popped in, I used my left hand to grab her bra strap like a handle, and I began to fuck her teenaged pussy until I could feel the pressure in my groin build.

A few more deep strokes and it was time, I pulled out and shot 4-5 modest ropes of cum into Chelsea’s lower back and asscrack, before slumping over to catch my breath. All in all, a 3-4 minute performance for the history books.

After an indeterminate period of time, accompanied by the immediate sensation of guilt that often follows a male orgasm, I wiped Chelsea off with a towel, and she curled up to snore loudly in my bed. *Sexy* I thought to myself. It’s a miracle I don’t feel compelled to rub one out immediately!

Anyway, sitting there fairly bored, I could hear the thumping of heavy feet upstairs. I decided to see if Erin and Allie were still up and doing something.

*Hey, you guys are awfully loud up there. WTF are you doing? Wanna have a drink or two?* I texted to Erin.

*Ok old man. Sorry for the noise. Yes, come up. We are drinking and hanging out.* Erin replied.

I dressed myself and quietly escaped my house, walking up the flight of stairs to their house. Through the glass door, I could see them both situated around a table with a couple of alcohol bottles, and a weed pipe, sitting on the table. They emphatically motioned me in.

“What’s up? Chelsea came over all hammered, acting unruly, and now she’s passed out while I’m wide awake. Figured I’d see if you were still up?” I shared.

“Yeah! We were just drinking and talking shit, nothing crazy!” Allie responded. Erin and I made brief eye contact and smiled.

The conversation did what most do when drinking, and meandered pointlessly for the next hour or so, into the early morning. Drinks were drank, pipes were smoked, innuendos made, and all of us were sufficiently toasted. I’ll spare the details.

At some point between 2 and 3 am, Allie decided she’d had enough.

“I’m going to bed, you kids don’t stay up to late!” She said on her slow walk towards her bedroom.

“Guess it’s just us.” Posited Erin.

“Guess so.” I responded.

We both looked at our libations and took a sip in silence while we figured out how to proceed.

“So, why do you even date Chelsea?” Erin blurted out finally. “Oh, shit, sorry, that sounds awful. It’s just that, I dunno she seems a little much…”

“It’s fine.” I reassured her, before delving into the long version of what I thought would be a defense of my position and ended as an agreement with the original sentiment.

“It’s just that, I dunno, you’re cute, I feel like you could do better.” Erin proffered.

“Thanks, I mean, yeah you’re cute too.” I retorted awkwardly.

Now is as good a time as any to describe Erin. She was probably about 5’6”, in good shape, maybe best described as a soccer body. She had wavy dark brown hair, wore little makeup, and had C cup breasts with wide hips and a plump ass.

I took the ensuing moment of silence to make the well reasoned decision to kiss Erin. It wasn’t a movie style passionate kiss, but more of a quick peck. I was dipping a toe in the water, so to speak.

She recoiled, mostly from surprise as far as I could tell, as her expression shifted from shock to something bordering on coy, or devilish. She kept forward, pressing her face to mine and shoving her tongue in my mouth. We instantly abandoned any sense of rational decision making and went at it like horny teenagers. My hands fumbling on her breast over her shirt, her hands grasping at my denim clad dick. I slipped my fingers past the band of her sweats until I felt the familiar slick lips of a hairless pussy.

“I want you to take me to my bed and fuck the shit outta me.” She grumbled into my ear.

Ok!

We quickly glide into her room, which as it happens is positioned directly above mine. Within seconds we had stripped our clothes away and I found myself between her legs. I licked up and down her slit before plunging two fingers deep into her folds. Erin began moaning loudly as I licked and sucked her clit.

“Fuck me, I want you to fuck me.” She ordered.

I crept up and positioned the head of my cock on her entrance. She ground up against me once, twice, the third time the head pushed into her. She elicited a gasp turned groan and it was game on.

I gipped her hips and began to plow into her. I fucked get as hard as I could until I ran out of breath, the laid atop her gently pumping in and out until I could regain my composure. She licked and sucked my earlobe, then reached her hand down to stroke my shaft as I slid in and out of her.

Erin looked me straight in my eyes and said “want me to turn over so you can hit it from behind?” Now is probably a good time to share that Erin is from Mississippi, and when she said those words in that accent, I nearly lost it.

“Yeah, fuck, yes I wanna fuck you from the back.” I stuttered out.

She rolled over, laid her face on the bed, arched her back so her ass was straight up in the air, then very methodically placed both of her arms crossed behind her back.

I’ve never fucked anyone so hard in my life. I was wailing away on her pussy, and she was doing these little squeaky yelpy moans as I was ploughing into her. After about 2 minutes of this, I was about to pop.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” I grunted.

“Mmm yeah baby pull out and cum all over me.” Again in that perfect southern twang.

Well, the lady asked, it’d be rude to decline. So I pushed in and out of her a couple more times before pulling out and unleashing a barrage of high velocity cum ropes over her back, pussy, ass, and a little in her hair.

“Oh my goddd.” She moaned as I painted her back. “It’s so much!” Southern girls are nothing if not flattering. I appreciated her playing along to stroke my ego.

I slumped down next to her, and we kissed softly as we both came down. I helped clean her off, and then fairly quickly came to my senses.

“I should uh… get going.” I said. Erin knew and understood.

This was the beginning of a *very* convenient booty call.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jv3lb9/i_fucked_my_neighbor_while_my_girlfriend_slept