The Neighbor’s Invitation

As I walked in the door, I couldn’t help but notice my neighbor, Miranda, waving at me from across the way. She was wearing a simple yet alluring red t-shirt and light blue capris that accentuated her physique. I smiled and said hello, and she replied with a cheerful “Coffee Time!” before continuing on her way to the coffee shop down the street.

As I fumbled for my keys, I caught a glimpse of her tight pants and the way they swayed with each step, sending a subtle thrill through my veins. I shook my head, chuckling to myself, and made my way inside. I grabbed a beer and was about to head to bed when I heard a knock at the door.

I opened it to find Jemma standing before me, wearing the same grey yoga pants and tight tank top as the day before. Her nipples were still visible, and she had a mischievous glint in her eye as she smiled. “I put the plug back in, maybe you can help me get it out again,” she said, her voice husky and alluring.

“Oh, yeah?” I replied, feeling my interest piqued. I stepped aside, letting her in, and closed the door behind her. As she turned to face me, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close, kissing her hard and deep. Her body went limp in my arms, and she moaned softly, sending a shiver down my spine.

I pushed her up against the back of the kitchen counter, shoving my pelvis into hers, and she could feel my growing hardness through my pants. “Take off your clothes,” she whispered, her eyes sparkling with excitement. I pulled off my shirt, followed by my pants and boxers, and she couldn’t help but stare at my now-throbbing cock.

“Let me see how hard you are,” she breathed, her voice barely audible. I smiled, feeling a sense of anticipation, and she dropped to her knees, taking my cock in her hands. She began to rub it up and down, her fingers expertly teasing me, and I felt myself getting harder by the second.

As she licked the tip of my cock, I closed my eyes, savoring the sensation. She looked up at me, her eyes locked on mine, and I could feel her gaze burning into my skin. She took me deep into her mouth, sucking me hard, and I felt a rush of excitement flood through me.

“FUCK!” I yelled out, surprised by the intensity of the moment. I looked down at her, and she was still staring at me, her eyes fixed on mine, as she continued to suck me, her mouth moving up and down my shaft.

I grabbed her hair, and she didn’t flinch, her eyes still locked on mine. I started to guide her, moving her head up and down, and she began to moan, her body relaxing into my touch. I could feel my balls starting to tingle, and I knew I was getting close.

“I’m going to come,” I warned her, but she just kept sucking, her mouth moving faster and faster. I felt a surge of pleasure, and I erupted, spewing my cum down her throat. She swallowed every drop, her eyes never leaving mine, and I felt a sense of satisfaction wash over me.

As I stood there, trying to catch my breath, she looked up at me, a smile on her face. “That was amazing,” I said, still trying to process what had just happened. She smiled, and I could see the mischief in her eyes. “I’m glad you enjoyed it,” she said, her voice husky.

She stood up, and I pulled her close, kissing her hard. “I want more,” she whispered, and I knew exactly what she meant. I pulled her yoga pants down, and she was commando. I slipped a finger into her pussy, and she moaned, her body relaxing into my touch.

“Ah, fuck I love that,” she said, her voice barely audible. I sucked on her nipples, my finger still gliding in and out of her pussy. She arched her back, her body tense with pleasure, and I knew I had her right where I wanted her.

I pulled her back, and she lay down on the counter, her legs spread wide. I made my way down to her pussy, sucking her clit in my mouth. She gasped, her body tensing with pleasure, and I knew I had her right where I wanted her.

“Oh god, that, right there… keep doing that!” she breathed, her voice barely audible. I licked her clit, my tongue expertly teasing her, and she began to moan, her body relaxing into my touch.

As I licked her, I could feel her getting closer and closer. I slid my hand under her and found the butt plug, grabbing the handle and moving it around a little. “Oh yes! Play with that ass!” she moaned, her body tense with pleasure.

I pulled and pushed on the plug a few more times, and I could tell she was getting ready. I put my focus back on licking her clit, and I could feel her body tensing with pleasure. “Oh shit oh fuck I’m gonna cum. Yes, lick that pussy, make me cum!” she yelled out, her body arching off the counter.

“Oh my god oh my god oh my god I’m cummmminggg…” she breathed, her body shuddering with pleasure. I kept licking, my tongue expertly teasing her, and she continued to moan, her body relaxing into my touch.

Eventually the quivering stopped, and she lay back down, her body still shaking with pleasure. “Stop licking, god please stop,” she said, her voice barely audible. I got in one last hard lick, and she sat up, her head hanging, her hands shaking.

Just then, there was a knock at the door. I gave Jemma a smile and the “shh” sign, and we made our way back to the bedroom. There was another knock at the door, this time much harder, accompanied by “OPEN THE DOOR, THE WHOLE BUILDING KNOWS YOU’RE IN THERE!.”

I threw on a t-shirt and pair of shorts and made my way back out to the front, and unlocked and opened the door. There stood my neighbor, Miranda, still in the plain red t-shirt and light blue capri pants, looking very… unhappy.

“Hi, how can I…?” I started to say, but she interrupted me. “LOOK, THE WHOLE BUILDING CAN HEAR YOU. KEEP IT DOWN!” she exclaimed, her voice stern.

“Excuse me?” I asked, feeling a twinge of annoyance. “I said we can all hear you, all your sex and whatnot, not everyone wants to hear your little blonde girl scream all the time.” “I thought you were out getting coffee?” I asked, not really sure what else to say.

“I came back right around the time you decided to start fucking your little friend right next to the door. Either shove a sock in her mouth or take it somewhere else!” she exclaimed, her voice rising.

“Just who the fuck do you think you are?” I heard Jemma say from behind me, her voice stern. I looked back, and she was standing with her hands on her hips, still naked as the day she was born, staring straight at the neighbor lady Miranda.

“I will fuck who I want to fuck and scream as loud as I want, and there isn’t a damn thing you can do about it. For your information, he was licking my pussy and doing a damn fine job at it, and if you have a problem with it maybe you should pull the stick out of your ass and go fuck yourself with it!” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Miranda looked like a deer in headlights, her face completely shocked, as she looked down to watch Jemma stroke my now-rock-hard dick inside of my shorts. My eyes started to roll back in my head from the sensation (and the fact that this was happening right in front of my neighbor, with the door open). “Hey Mikey, I think she likes it!” squealed Jemma, looking at Miranda with that devilish smile.

“I, I… Please. Stop. I, I, no, I don’t. I just wanted you to…” Miranda stuttered. Jemma offered her a sly smile. “Your hand is still on your pussy, so I think you do. Come on in and we’ll show you the rest,” she said, her voice dripping with seduction.

“What? No, that’s wrong. I can’t,” replied Miranda, still staring at Jemma’s hand sliding up and down in my shorts. Jemma took her hand off my cock, pulled it out of my shorts, and offered it to Miranda, who slowly lifted her hand off her mound and accepted Jemma’s, who pulled her in and then shut the door.