I can’t say it is good or bad. It has its advantages and disadvantages, like living in a house. The bad part is that you might have bad neighbours, noisy ones, or people who are not as nice as they should be. Everything can be heard from your apartment.
You have to be careful when you cook not to spread the smell everywhere around. Or be careful when you have friends over not to listen to music so loud. Or to bring your girlfriend or boyfriend over and have a nice, good fuck, especially if you are a loud screamer, being a woman or even a man.
My parents worked in Dubai, my mom was a doctor, and my dad was a consultant. I was raised in my granny’s home and did my schooling and college from a hostel. I lived all my life alone and was pretty much used to it. Currently staying in…Does it matter to you? Let’s start the story.
So this brings back some good memories from last year. So it began.
It was November—a chilly November. Proclaim the end of the year, but for me, every day was new. My life has been the same since the lockdown or before the lockdown. I was spending so much time indoors. I was beginning to write a book and was in a period when I had a lot of inspiration.
I live on the first floor. Above me, there was an empty apartment that was recently sold to some new neighbours. One day I made some coffee. I was looking through the window to relax and catch some new ideas for my romance novel.
I was enjoying my tasty coffee and trying my imagination to help me with some thoughts. I saw a young couple unpacking things. They were carrying a lot of boxes from a van. They looked very nice, so I assumed they were the new neighbours.
She was tall and skinny but with nice curves. Her breasts could be seen through her purple dress. She was blonde, soft, and seemed very happy, with a large smile. He was also very handsome. He had an amazing, well-built body. He was a brunette, and he also had a stunning smile.
I was looking at them, admiring their looks. I imagined that they were very happy and fulfilled together. They were tender with each other. I saw them kissing, giggling, and having fun carrying those things. I watched them until they got inside, and I returned to my book.
It was a long day for me. I wrote without stopping. It was ten o’clock in the evening when the darkness showed up. I was exhausted, so I prepared myself a warm bath. I was a single woman. Lately, I didn’t have the time to go out so much.
Sometimes, when I needed some sex, I masturbated myself. So I did, alone in the bathtub, imagine many kinky things. I wasn’t a writer for nothing. It was a pretty nice sensation to touch yourself. You know your favourite spots best. If you have a rich mind, you can even reach the climax.
After making love to myself, I left the bathroom and went to bed. I was nearly asleep. I heard a sharp but nice scream, followed by some soft moaning. After that, I heard the noise of some beds trembling from some action—not an earthquake or something—but because of sexual intercourse.
The noise was coming from my recently moved neighbours. They were having sex, and they seemed so good at it. She was screaming, and I was even hearing his moaning too. The bed was shaking. I was literally with them in bed. That was the feeling that I had because everything sounded so perfect.
I was a little bit embarrassed but also intrigued. I have to admit that they made me a little bit horny, too. Especially because I had a lot of fantasies in my head, and I saw how beautiful and hot they were. I fell asleep after the noise was over. It was a pleasant noise for me.
I felt satisfied, as if I were in her place. I felt loved and relaxed. I slept like a baby and was curious to meet them the next morning. I have always been sociable; I liked being around people and having friends. I didn’t know what to do.
I thought they might feel awkward if I went to them. Or maybe they would think that I heard the noise, so I went to talk with them. I took a shower and told myself to go for a walk, and maybe I would see later what to do. When I wanted to step outside the apartment, I opened the door.
And they were right in front of my eyes, the kinky neighbours. I was surprised to see them there, but I smiled. She said, “Hello, we are the new neighbours! We saw you the other day by the window looking at us. We went to the other neighbours to salute them, also.”
“We left you the last one because you were the youngest. We heard that you were living alone. We wanted to ask you to come over for a coffee to get to know each other better. And to talk about the neighbourhood and the maintenance of the block and stuff.”
She had a lovely voice, and he smelled like a real man. I agreed, and I got up and went to their apartment. It wasn’t done yet, but the kitchen was ready, as was the bedroom. We had coffee, talked, and laughed. They were so nice, and we discovered we had much in common.
They were engaged, and they were going to get married. At some point, I felt he was looking at me with some ideas in his mind. Maybe I was influenced by what I heard the other night. Everything was so good. We didn’t talk about the sex they had or other things, and after two hours, I left.
I went back home to continue writing for my book. I was full of ideas. The days passed. The new neighbours and I became good friends. I heard them having sex every night; I didn’t think it was possible! I was even hearing them talk dirty. I had a lot of movies in my head.
One night, I masturbated while listening to them. I didn’t realize that they had stopped. When I heard someone knocking at the door, it was him, all naked. I was shocked. Then she appeared, and they asked me if I wanted to join them. It was their first time doing that, but they felt some connection with me.
They didn’t think that it could affect their relationship or ours. I felt so confused, but guess what? I said yes. I was feeling so attracted to the idea. He came inside the home, and his lover followed him, and they bolted the door.
They were passionately kissing. Seeing them, I was getting wet and standing next to the wall at the entrance of my room. With my hands behind my back so that I am in control. Otherwise, I would have started rubbing my pussy or groping my tits. It was so tempting to see.
Once they broke the kiss, they could see the lust in my eyes. He came near me, kneeling before me and removing my shorts. He started kissing my knees and thighs. My legs started trembling. It was the first time I was getting kissed in front of another girl.
It was a mix of lust and pleasure. I was excited and embarrassed at the same moment. Sensing this, she came closer to me and started smooching me. I cursed myself for not being with a girl to date. It was the best kiss in a very long time.
My hands came forward and pushed his head near my pussy. He sensed what I wanted, moved my inner to the side, and started licking it. I was so high on it that I had gone wild. He bit the lips of his girlfriend while he was sucking my pussy lips.
I pushed his head deep into my pussy. I was suffocating as it was a long smooch. I broke the kiss and pushed his face. With a gesture of both hands, I asked them to stop, some 5 times. Lol!
They both started laughing, seeing how I did. My mind took a few seconds to process what was happening. Then we all three started laughing with pleasure. I knew I was so bushy because it was unexpected. Then he carried me to the bed. He tied my hands behind my back.
They were both kissing all over my body. Sucking my boobs and toes. She was fingering my ass, and he was sucking and biting my boobs. I was so helpless, yet I had my first orgasm without touching or fingering my pussy. He pulled me to the edge of the bed with my legs down.
I don’t know what’s on his mind. Whatever it may be, I’m least bothered because I was enjoying every bit of it. He started licking my ass, and his girlfriend came on and was on top of me.
She was wearing just pants. Her tits were rubbing on my abdomen. Her pussy region rubbed my face; it was hot and driving me crazy. She started licking my pussy. I came over in a few minutes, and these crazy couples hadn’t stopped licking.
I couldn’t take the pleasure anymore. I begged them to stop making me cum again and again. This time she removed her panty and moved her pussy close to my mouth.
Tbh, I never knew I was bi or tasted a pussycat, even in a dream. But as soon as she brought it near my mouth, I knew I was. I lifted my neck and started licking her wet pussy.
I couldn’t taste her properly as she moved and licked my pussy. I tried my best, and I was more eager to lick her. For the first time, my neck went back to rest. The third time I came, now the girlfriend came behind and sat on my face with her pussy on my lips.
I was licking it, and her boyfriend came on top of me. He sat below my boobs and was smooching his girl. He kept his hard dick between my boobs and moved up and down. Finally, he came with a huge load on my boobies.
I had the best sex in my life, and I realized then that I am into women, also. He was such a good lover; he fucked me so well with his big penis, and she gave me an orgasm with her soft tongue in my pussy. We habitually did that once in a while, and it was a good time in my life.
This whole thing lasted six months when they needed to move to another town because he had a new job. We kept in touch, and they made me try new things and see the world differently. I must be grateful for that. Now I realize more how amazing and unpredictable life can be.
You must try new things and enjoy every minute of your youth, take risks, and do what you feel, without caring about the world!
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