Naughty neighbors Stories

Opening her apartment door, Whitney greeted me and Brandon with a huge smile. "Come on in, you two! I'm so glad you could make it." As soon as we stepped into the living room, she gave me a hug. "I can't wait for us to get to know each other better," she whispered. Turning to Brandon, she gushed over the apple pie he'd brought for dessert. "My favorite! But you shouldn't have gone to the trouble." It was then that Banks s...

I’ve been thinking about you and your smirk. It told me that we had only just begun. As I walk up the hill to my apartment complex, a memory flashes through my mind… I didn’t notice before, maybe because I was still high off my orgasm, but I didn’t notice how you were looking at every inch of my body. Water dripping down to the floor. I can’t stop thinking about it. What did you think of me? The horny girl next door… and...

The warm water is dripping down on me as I grasp hard onto my pussy. I just couldn’t wait. I’ve been thinking of you all day. Its not been long since I last had you. But it’s not enough. Shoving my fingers deep. I picture us. How you grabbed hold of me. Like I was yours. Firmly putting me on the table. I bite my lip in frustration that it’s not you pleasing my pussy. Steam fills the bathroom as I realise that I’ve been te...

I met my neighbor Betty the first day I moved into my house. She had been taking a walk and her curiosity brought her to my front door late one evening because I had been doing some prep work for my imminent move in. She was younger than I. I looked her over without showing how I’d instantly been attracted to her and figured maybe ten years set us apart. No matter, I was smitten. She had a bright smile, short pretty blond...

Friday Early this morning, I was having my coffee and savoring the surprise fucking my husband gave me this morning. My pussy was still tingling. I reached into my panties and tasted his cum. A knock at the door interrupted my fun; I grumbled at the disturbance until I saw that Jordan, my neighbor, was standing there in her business suit. She was on her way to work but was going to check on her new slave. “Kneel,” Mistres...