I Fucked My Neighbor Last Night and Again This Morning [MF]

Reposting from a few years ago … enjoy!

I fucked my neighbor last night and again this morning. She’s sexy, petite and stunningly gorgeous. She’s also married, and I’d guess this is not the last time we do it!

I saw my next-door neighbor Yuka sitting on a bench near the garden in our apartment complex enjoying a sunny afternoon. She’d moved from Japan into the apartment next to mine with her husband, Kenji, who worked a lot and when he was home spent as much time arguing with his wife as enjoying her. I could hear them when I sat quietly on my deck in the early evenings. It was clear this work assignment was a big deal to him, but she was struggling with it.

We chatted for a few minutes before I asked how they liked their new life in the US. Her English was decent and she tried to hide any hint of marital discord from me. Wanting to be the good neighbor, I asked if they’d like to go out and get pizza sometime, thinking their social life might not be what they had hoped for. Instead of accepting the invitation to go out she asked if I knew how to make pizza because she’d like to learn, and yes they could come to my place on Thursday. Just like that the time was set.

At 7 pm I heard the door knock and answered to find Yuka holding a plate of cookies. Thinking her husband would be along soon, I invited her in and then learned she was alone. It seems she forgot to tell me her husband would be out of town on business and would not be joining. Odd that she would make a mistake like that, but I quickly thought through what that meant. I’d prepared a salad and fixings for each of us to make our own small pizzas, but first we sat with a glass of wine and talked to get acquainted. It could not have been better, because while I liked her from the moment we’d met, I did not care for him. He was my age or a little older and she was the cuter, younger, better half!

Yuka was slender, maybe 5’2″ tall and 105 pounds. She smiled constantly, but a bit more polite than she needed. Perfectly straight hair fell down past her shoulders and was a lustrous black. When she walked her hips swung back and forth showing off her shapely butt. As you’d imagine her legs were short, but she wore cream-colored heels, adding about 3″ in height and making her legs look long. She wore tight white jeans and a light brown, v-necked sweater, buttoned in the front. Around her neck was a dainty pearl necklace, drawing my eyes down to her chest, necessitating a peek further under the sweater to her small breasts. There were plenty of young good-looking women in the complex and Yuka easily landed in that top-tier.

After the first glass we made pizza, ate our salads and drank more wine. The night was becoming much more than what I hoped for, a quiet intimate dinner, two people getting slightly buzzed. She sat close and I kept her wine glass full. When dinner was done she offered to wash dishes, and I brought dishes to her. When the table was clear I approached her from behind and playfully wrapped my arms around her to add a second set of hands to the clean-up. She laughed a little and allowed me to have some close fun before saying I was in the way. I had not fathomed just how petite she was. As she finished up, my hands roamed her hips, her stomach and I grazed her butt lightly, that is, until she reacted by pushing back into me.

Yuka stood there stoically. I sensed she wanted attention, so I slid my left down down from her stomach to the fly on her white denim pants, lingering for a second before I went south to rub her crotch through her pants. She stood still but opened her legs slightly. At the same time, I tweaked her nipples and nuzzled her neck. As I did she leaned back into me and let me continue probing her, pinching, nibbling and the like. As I did, she was quiet, but rocked her pelvis back and forth between my curious hands.After a few erotic minutes, she suggested serving tea to be eaten with the cookies she’d baked and we settled on the couch to relax.

The drapes had been open but I took a minute to close them for more privacy. We kept talking and laughing but the mood was set and I wasted little time pressing the pace. I wanted her but she slowed the roll, now playing off as if she was the innocent one. Yuka sat still but did not protest as I pushed into her and we kissed lightly. I continued to get closer and held my hand to her cheek. She met me with some spark and we continued to make out.

As I wrapped my arms around her to draw her in, she lifted her arms in a protective way to remind me she had boundaries I needed to respect, and I thought to myself, “Really?” I asked her if she liked kissing and got a yes. We kept it up, getting closer and closer, probing necks, cheeks, ears and using hands to caress. If I pressed my hands to her breasts, she’d protest and push back in a very seductive, teasing way, I think she acted this way so she could convince herself that because of the drinks, she’d been seduced, as opposed to just giving herself away to me. And she told me she could not have an affair but I reminded her we were just kissing, and that’s not cheating.

As we played, her right arm was pinned behind my back, and I had her left hand held in mine above her head. From this position, I pressed hard with my right hand, under her sweater unhooking her bra and tweaking her boobs and nipples, kissing her the whole time. Back to her pants, I unbuttoned and unzipped and shoved my hand inside her panties. Her movements affirmed her desire and the shy, little front she’d put up was melting as her body heated up. Our kisses were now wet and sloppy.

About this time we could hear the phone in her apartment ring and she tensed up to listen for it to stop. With that she told me she needed to go home and check something but could I wait for her. I nodded as she gathered herself and I told her the door would be open for her return, but I wasn’t 100% sure she was going to come back, so I waited. Turns out her husband called her every night he was away and she’d left her deck door open so she could hear the phone. I could hear the terse conversation between them. Even though they spoke Japanese, the tone of the call was not pleasant to listen to, unless of course you were the one positioned to ease her pain.

Ten minutes after she left, Yuka had freshened herself and came back to my place, sat down next to me and resumed where we left off. I stroked inside her thighs, putting pressure on her pussy. Her breath halted and she was responding as I anticipated she would. She’d set this up and I was sure she wanted to follow-through, but she needed me to prod her. It did not take long before her sweater was off and bra on the floor. Momentum took her down to the cushions and with her legs apart I took my place on top and firmly between her thighs, continuing to kiss and caress her neck down to her breasts, reminding her we were still just kissing while I started humping her.

I saw no point in waiting any longer, so I stood up, offered my hand to lead her into my bedroom. Before we could get comfortable, I wanted to be naked with her so we could pick up the pace. Our clothes were off in no time and I stood over her, my 6’2″ to her 5’2″. I lifted her up and onto the bed, lights off, curtains open. Light music could be heard from the living room. I settled in again between her legs, my hard cock sliding against her hairy pussy, up and down, teasing me as much as her. We stayed in this position for a while before I slid down to kiss her breasts, enjoy her hard nipples, and lick her pussy. She was small and easy to explore and I slowly took the time to make her climax. I knew she was ready when she politely pushed me onto my back.

Yuka mounted me and I pulled her head down so we could stay close and kiss. After a minute, she reached between her legs, grabbed me and pushed her pussy down onto me, asking me with her look to fuck her as she pushed herself down. I asked if she’s like me to use a condom and she shook her head no, that she had b/c. We fucked slow like this and got into a nice rhythm. I held her hips and played with her nipples as we fucked. She told me to go slow still but I pushed myself up and inside as deep as I could go. We fucked like this, Yuka in control, building herself up to an orgasm. Soon after, I rolled her onto her back, staying inside as we moved. I got more forceful as I drove down and into her before I pulled out and shot on her pubic hair and tummy.

Half-drunk and blissful we dozed, with her spread out half on top of me and my hands still roaming her ass, back, sides and between her legs. I fingered her wet pussy, sucked on her nipples and we both delighted in the laziness of the night. Around 11:00 she got up, I figured, to gather her clothes and go home, but she asked if she could look in my closet. She was comfortable with me and at home in my apartment. When I said yes, she grabbed a couple things and went to the bathroom. She returned with a dress shirt, half-buttoned and held in place with a tie secure around her waist. Yuka looked a bit rumpled, but more gorgeous than when she first arrived.

I asked if she wanted to do anything in particular and she asked me to watch the news with her in the living room. Seems she wanted someone to explain to her what was happening in this new place she’d moved to. We watched the news and I invited her to stay the night, which she did. Next morning we fucked again, with me on top the whole time, pounding her more aggressively and cumming inside her.

It’s apparent this delicate little flower has a powerful thirst she wanted me to quench. When she left she told me her husband would be home Saturday afternoon and that his business trips to LA were scheduled every two weeks, Wednesday through Saturday. She asked if we could watch the news again tonight.

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