Marina lay back on her bed and tossed an extra pillow under her legs with a sigh.  They say that Christmas is the happiest season, but working at customer service in a retail store made it impossible to see the joy in it all; there were too many screaming kids and too many people pretending to care about others while trying to spend as little as possible on gifts.  It had been a long day at work dealing with so many angry customers and her feet and back were throbbing from standing all day. 

At least I can relax now, Marina thought to herself as she flipped on the tv and began to massage one of her feet.  Browsing through movies and tv shows, Marina couldn’t help but be annoyed by the overwhelming amount of Christmas shows.  She rolled her eyes and mumbled to herself, “This was great as a kid, but why go through the same bullshit charade every year?”  Finally, she saw one that at least looked like a murder mystery, even if it was also Christmas themed. She figured she wouldn’t really watch it since she was probably just going to be scrolling through her phone anyway.  

Twenty minutes into the movie, Marina switched off the tv, threw down her phone and sighed; sometimes it was all just too boring.   It was barely 9:30 and she wasn’t yet tired, so she looked around her room for something to do. 

“Oooh, yes,” came a muffled deep moan.  

Marina froze, eyes widening, wondering where the sound came from.  She continued to hear moans and murmurs, but couldn’t quite make out more words.  She tilted her head to move her ear closer to the wall her bedroom shared with that of her neighbors. 

“...so hard… want you…” 

Soft irregular bumps of a mattress against a wall began to grow louder.  Marina blushed and gasped as she pulled away from the wall. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing.  Mark and Tyson were fucking. She had known they were a couple but besides a few quickly dismissed day dreams, had never really pictured them in bed together. 

Even though she had pulled her ear away, Marina could still hear muffled noises coming through the wall.  She had always thought that Mark and Tyson were attractive; but now the image forming in her mind of them making love was so intense that she could already feel a warmth begin to grow between her legs.

After a few moments, she finally gave in to the growing desire inside her and turned her ear back to the wall. As Marina continued to listen to the thumping and moaning through the wall, she closed her eyes and imagined their toned bodies  intertwined: sweaty and naked. Mark, the tanned, blond, CEO who was only in his late twenties was a well statured man who always looked like he stepped out of a men’s magazine: with his fitted suits and perfectly styled hair. He clearly had his shit together from a young age but now his work at both the company and the gym had paid off.  He must look even more gorgeous without his jackets and buttoned up shirts; sweat glistening on his biceps and flat stomach. Tyson, despite his slightly shorter build, would look just as hot; the sexy-nerdy-tech guy vibe he gave off was equally as intoxicating as Mark. His hair was slightly curly and a piece or two always were pushed up at an odd angle by his glasses, almost as if he were too busy to notice.  His perfectly curved ass was the thing of a dream when Marina had seen him in his usual skinny jeans and almost-too-tight shirt and she almost couldn’t imagine how good it would look naked.

“Mmmm… I want…. in my mouth.”  

Marina’s breath caught in her throat, was Mark on his knees sucking Tyson’s cock?  The thought of the perfectly put together man on his knees taking Tyson in his mouth with greedy eyes brought a fresh twinge of warmth to Marina’s pussy and she felt her underwear begin to dampen.  Her thoughts then turned, or could it actually be Tyson consuming Mark with his tousled brown hair and piercing green eyes? One of his strong, deft hands had to be reaching around Mark’s body to pull him closer by his ass, while the other would be at the base of Mark’s shaft while he sucked on it.  Marina’s body clenched with excitement while she listened to the continued moaning and she couldn’t help herself any longer.  

She let one of her hands slide slowly under her shirt and up to her breast.  She rubbed and squeezed gently, enjoying the fresh wave of desire. Her other hand slipped under her panties to cup her moistening mound.  She brushed her fingers gently against her skin, teasing herself softly and slowly, all while listening intently for more details of what was happening only a few feet away through the thin wall.

“Mmmm, yeah, just like that.”

Marina let out a slight moan as well, when she realized that as the men next door got more excited, they were getting louder and more sounds filtered through.  Marina didn’t know if it was the intensely erotic sounds of the men fucking or the extremely sexy pictures that were forming in her imagination that had aroused her so completely in just a few minutes; however there was one thought that nearly made her cum that very second.  

What if I was with them?  Fucking them as they were fucking each other?

Marina let that thought consume her, plunging her fingers into her now dripping pussy and began to draw quick circles around her clitoris.  She used her other hand to scramble through her bedside drawer for her trusty vibrater, barely able to contain herself. Her clit was throbbing with desire as she turned it on and pushed her panties towards her ankles.  As the vibrater touched her aching clit, Marina let out a lusty moan. Her back arched and she pushed her hips forward; she hadn’t been this turned on in a very long time and could not believe how good the vibration felt.  She alternated between soft and firm strokes across her clit and used her other hand to reach around, pushing two fingers deep inside her.

As she rubbed her clit and g-spot together, she couldn’t keep herself from moaning and crying out.  She panted louder and louder with each circle her fingers and vibrater made. Marina was thoroughly consumed by her desirous imagination:  Mark’s strong arms pulling her down onto his throbbing cock, or sucking Tyson’s hard member, or watching Mark eagerly swallow Tyson’s sword while she used his for her own pleasure.  Wanton scenes of lust ran through her head so fast, she could barely keep up and she had utterly forgotten to keep listening to what was happening in the bedroom through the wall. She pulled her fingers from her pussy and swirled them in consistent circles around her clit, moving the vibrator down and slowly pushed the tip inside her.  As it inched closer to her g-spot she imagined it was Tyson’s hard penis filling her completely. She panted heavily, writhing under her own fingers. In her mind, Mark was fucking Tyson from behind while he sunk deep inside her.  

Finally, she pushed the vibrater all the way in and as the vibration hit her g-spot she cried out.

“Oh Mark.” She let out a heavy breath.

“Tyson.” Another ragged pant.

“Ooooh, fuuuck me.”  

With her eyes closed tight, Marina could almost see Mark and Tyson cumming with her.  Her back arched toward the ceiling, her toes curled tight. She screamed in what began as squeal and ended in a moan while the waves of her orgasm washed over her, leaving her panting in bliss.  

Marina curled up on her side, smiling slightly.  The silence from the next door bedroom didn’t bother her as she was sure Mark and Tyson had drifted off to sleep after they had fucked.  She dozily laid there, continuing to imagine what it might be like to enjoy a night with her two beautiful neighbors; a few minutes later, with those dreams still floating through her head, Marina dropped peacefully off to sleep.