Good walls make good neighbors, Part 1 - Sex Stories

Good walls make good neighbors, Part 1

... "Good." She smiled. "Tonight was incredible. Thank you. I want more." I laughed and said, "I can give you one more, I think." We sat on the couch and kissed until I was hard again. She sat above me and took me inside her tight body again, and we slowly ground away against each other until another short orgasm seized her. I pushed her off and bent her over the couch arm and entered her from behind; I plunged into her as she moaned and muttered words of lust and longing and soon felt the tough tight front of her cunt squeezing tight against the sensitive underside of my cock and the soft back of her cunt enveloping the top of my shaft. I quickly pushed over the edge and left her hanging, and she reached down and rubbed herself to a final orgasm as I held my softening cock inside her and felt her tremors one last time. She washed up and dressed. As she kissed me goodbye, we made arrangements for a hotel room the next Monday afternoon; our affair continued for another month and a half until she decided the risk was too great that hubby would find out about us. After she left, I went upstairs and fell asleep immediately. The next morning I woke up sore and exhausted. I rushed off to work and spent the day half asleep, completely drained, and thoroughly satisfied. I went home at the usual time and dozed through a book until bedtime. When I went to bed I heard nothing next door, and after a quick ejaculation to thoughts of Kate smiling up at me around my cock as she worked her ...

... throat muscles I fell asleep and woke up when I heard the bed next door creak. No squeakings followed, however, and I soon dozed off again. The next night was a Thursday and my neighbor joined me on her bed when I turned in. I heard her start to settle into her usual rhythm. I stretched out and began stroking without worrying about the noise, and suddenly I heard her begin rubbing vigorously; she soon moaned and worked her bedsprings wildly, and I let loose and climaxed soon after she did. As I started to fall asleep I heard her begin squeaking again and I pounded one more out. I heard a low chuckle and soon fell asleep. That Friday night I came home from work at the usual time and, as usual, read after dinner. About ten I heard the door next door open and close, and then I heard Angela say, “So...This is my place. Hope you like it.” There was no response except a kissing sound and then hurried footsteps up the stairs. A bit jealous and intensely curious, I snuck up my stairs and quietly opened my bedroom door. I heard heavy breathing and suggestive moist smacking sounds and rustlings of cloth falling past skin around the foot of the bed and I swiftly and silently undressed. After a minute the bed next door creaked and someone lay back. I heard Angela say quietly, “Suck me,” and soon I heard the familiar slurping and smacking sounds as the bed squeaked and Angela’s breaths grew loud and ragged. Soon she moaned and thrust vigorously, at which point I seized the opportunity to lie ...