[FM] My Older Divorced Neighbour

I’ll keep the backstory short:
I’ve lived in the same condo for a while, next door to a really nice married couple about 10 years older than me (late 20s vs late 30s). The walls are thin enough that I can hear them when they’re having loud sex, and I assume they can hear me too. We never talked about it or acknowledged it. They struggled with infertility for years, and it took a toll on their relationship. She decided to end the relationship and moved out (and honestly it was a great decision for her because she hooked up with someone and got pregnant almost right away, before they even signed the divorce papers. Which also led everyone to assume that he was the reason they couldn’t get pregnant). So now my next door neighbour is sad, and lonely, and newly divorced. We talked from time to time, and I invited him over for dinner about once per week just so he could have some company.

I’m currently single, and taking excellent care of my physical needs. I’m normally pretty quiet while masturbating, but when I’m really high and really feeling it, I can get a bit loud. So one night, I’m thoroughly enjoying myself, when I hear him start to moan on the other side of the wall. So I turned up the volume, moaning softly, but at a level I thought he could hear. I heard him get quiet for a bit, and then he started moaning again, even louder. I heard him groan loudly, and then complete silence. I finished up quickly, making sure to be nice and vocal during the finale. And then cleaned up and went about my night.

A few days later he came over for dinner, and I can honestly say I was not thinking about that night, at first. Which is why I was so confused when he asked me if I had someone over one night this week. I told him no, it’s just been me, must have been another neighbour. He said no, it was definitely me, sounded like someone was taking good care of my needs. And then I clued in. I laughed and told him that was just me, and apologized for making noise. He laughed too, telling me it was no problem, and that he had tried to let me know how much he appreciated being able to hear me. I let him know I heard him, and appreciated him too, and then changed the topic. It felt kind of uncomfortable, like I was doing something wrong, even though I wasn’t. We wrapped up dinner and he left.

But a few nights later, I was craving the thrill again. So I gave a repeat performance, soft moans as I fingered myself and watched porn on my phone. I was close to cumming when he texted me: ‘Sounds like you’re having fun’. I reply: ‘Oops, sorry if I’m keeping you up’. He reads the message, but doesn’t reply. And then I hear a knock on my door. I get up, pull on a pair of leggings, adjust my tshirt and my curly hair, and go see who it is. It’s my neighbour, wearing a tshirt and short/loose boxers with his cockhead hanging out of the bottom. My mouth literally drops open. He covers himself with his hands and turns to go back to his place, but I grab his arm, pull him into my condo, and shut the door.

Then it’s kind of awkward, we’re both standing there, staring at each other, not really sure what to do. I finally tell him I want to finish what I was doing, and that he’s welcome to watch. He agrees, and follows me into my bedroom.

I slowly undress, taking time to gently reveal my thong, and then bend over as I remove it so he can see my bare, wet pussy. I’m not wearing a bra, so as soon as I remove my tshirt he can see my perky 34Cs. I make sure he can fully appreciate my dark areolas against my brown skin. I crawl back into bed, propped up by cushions, my legs spread. He drags the chair from the corner of my room to the foot of the bed, sits down, and pulls out his cock. I start playing with my pussy again, with both hands this time. Teasing my gspot as I rub my clit. Fingering myself with 1, and then 2 fingers. His thick, uncut cock looks rock solid, and as he strokes it I can see the tip glisten with precum.

It doesn’t take me much longer to cum, and I make sure to be nice and loud. My body writhes in pleasure as I do, and then I relax. He’s still stroking, even faster. My second orgasm always comes quickly, and my hand is soaked with my cum. He comes closer to me, and asks if he can cum on me. I agree, and he kneels on the bed between my legs, stroking his cock towards my pussy. I cum a third time, and he uses his free hand to guide my soaked fingers into his mouth. The second he tastes me, he explodes. His thick, white load ends up all over my pussy lips and my lower abdomen, and he sucks my fingers harder as his cock pulses.

He’s unsure about what to do afterwards (ah the post cum clarity), so I pull him down beside me so we can both catch our breath. I get up to clean up and make him an impromptu dinner, which we enjoy awkwardly before he goes home.

The next morning he messages me to thank me, and to ask if we could do that again sometime soon. I reply by inviting him over for dinner this weekend, and make it very clear he is welcome to stay the night. :)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/r3gvcb/fm_my_older_divorced_neighbour