Neighborly Desires

**Watching My Neighbors Fuck** The blinds were open just enough—a sliver of golden light spilling onto their bed. I shouldn’t have been staring, but fuck, how could I look away? She was on her knees, naked except for the thin chain around her throat. His grip twisted in her hair, forcing her mouth down onto his cock. She took him deep, throat flexing around his length, her lips sealed tight at the base. I could hear every wet, sloppy suck from my window—her gagging breaths, the way she hollowed her cheeks to drag him deeper. Spit dripped down her chin, her fingers digging into his thighs as she worked him relentlessly. He didn’t let her up. Not yet. Just kept her there, fucking her throat in slow, brutal strokes. Her eyes watered, her chest heaving, but she didn’t pull away. Just took it, her moans vibrating around him. Finally, he yanked her back by the hair, her lips swollen and glistening. “Turn around,” he growled, and she obeyed instantly, arching her back over the edge of the bed. My cock strained against my jeans as he pushed into her, no warning, no mercy. The sound of skin slapping skin echoed between our apartments. She screamed into the mattress, her nails tearing at the sheets. I didn’t realize I’d unzipped my pants until my hand wrapped around my shaft, stroking in time with his thrusts. Fuck, I should’ve closed my curtains. But watching her choke on him first, then take every inch of him raw—rough, *loud*—I couldn’t stop.

Her body jerked forward with each brutal snap of his hips, her ass reddening under his grip. Spit and sweat dripped from her chin onto the sheets as he fucked her without pause, his balls slapping against her clit with every deep drive. She reached back, fingers digging into his thigh, urging him harder. "Fucking *ruin* me," she gasped, and he obliged—pulling her hair back until her spine arched, his cock pistoning into her so hard the bedframe slammed against the wall. I stroked myself faster, thumb smearing pre-cum over the head as I watched her cunt stretch around him, glistening and swollen. But it wasn’t just her I wanted. My throat tightened, imagining his thick shaft forcing its way past my lips instead, my tongue pressed flat as he fucked my mouth raw. I could almost taste the salt of his skin, feel the pulse of his veins against my lips. He dragged his palm down her back, leaving angry red marks before landing a sharp smack across her ass. She cried out, her thighs trembling, and I could see her clench around him—coming hard, her body locking up as he kept pounding through it. "Take it," he snarled, his thrusts turning erratic. I knew he was close. So was I. My grip tightened, my hips bucking into my fist as I imagined him pulling out of her and shoving into me instead—her wetness still coating his cock as he split me open. The sound of her begging for his cum pushed me over the edge.

Her head turned sharply toward the window—eyes locking onto mine through the glass. A wicked grin curled her swollen lips as she caught me stroking myself shamelessly, my cock slick and twitching in my fist. *"Someone’s enjoying the show,"* she purred, her voice ragged. Her neighbor didn’t slow his pace, slamming into her harder as she reached down to spread herself wider—giving me a filthy, unobstructed view of his cock splitting her open. My breath hitched. She *wanted* me to watch. "Touch yourself for me," she demanded, biting her lip as he gripped her hips hard enough to bruise. I obeyed instantly, fisting my shaft faster, thumb circling the leaking head. Her moans pitched higher, her fingers sliding between her legs to rub tight circles on her clit. "Fuck—*yes*—just like that," she gasped, her thighs shaking. "Come for me while he fucks me full." The command sent a jolt through me. My balls tightened, my spine arching as I spilled over my fingers, my release streaking the window in hot, sticky ropes. She laughed breathlessly, watching me shudder. *"Good boy."* Then she turned back, burying her face in the sheets as her neighbor finally came inside her with a groan.

His hand left her hip, fingers curling in a slow, deliberate *come here* motion. I didn’t hesitate. The window slid open with a rough shove, and I climbed through, my cock still wet and heavy between my legs. She turned her head, cheek pressed into the mattress, lips parted around a moan as he kept fucking her—deep, relentless strokes that made her whole body jolt. "Get over here," he growled, his grip tightening in her hair. I moved behind her, kneeling on the bed. Her ass was flushed, marked with handprints, her cunt dripping around his thrusts. She whimpered when I dragged my fingers through her slick folds, spreading her wider. "Fuck her with me," he ordered, and I lined up my cock beside his, both of us pressing into her soaked entrance. She screamed when we pushed in together, her body stretched impossibly tight. The heat was unbearable—clenching, throbbing—and I groaned, my hips jerking forward to bury myself to the hilt. "*God*, yes—" she sobbed, her fingers clawing at the sheets. He laughed darkly, his hand wrapping around the back of my neck. "Now fuck her like you mean it." I did.

Her head twisted back, lips swollen and wet. "*Suck his cock*," she gasped, her voice ragged with need. I didn’t hesitate. Leaning over her trembling body, I took him into my mouth, tasting her slick mixed with the salt of his skin. He groaned, his hips jerking forward as my tongue dragged along his shaft. She moaned beneath us, her cunt clenching around both our cocks, her fingers digging into my thigh. "*Fuck*—yes—just like that—" I sucked him harder, hollowing my cheeks, my own cock buried deep inside her. The rhythm was filthy—every thrust of my hips drove him deeper into my throat, every pull of my mouth made her whimper. He gripped my hair, fucking my face in time with our movements, his breath coming in rough bursts. "*Christ*—you take it so good—"

Her eyes locked onto mine, dark and glazed with pleasure, as I took him deeper. Her lips parted around a moan, her hips rolling back against my cock still buried inside her. "*Fuck*—watch her," he growled, his fingers tightening in my hair. I did. Her chest heaved, her nipples stiff, her gaze never leaving my mouth as I swallowed him down. The sounds were obscene—wet, ragged, the slap of skin as we moved together. She reached up, her fingers tracing my jaw, smearing her own slick from my lips. "*God*, you look so good—" Her voice broke as I sucked harder, my tongue circling the head of his cock. He cursed, his thrusts turning rough, erratic. "*Gonna come*—" She arched beneath us, her cunt pulsing around me. "*Yes*—do it—let me see—" I groaned around him, my own climax building, her tight heat milking me as she watched—*always* watched—her breath coming in sharp, desperate gasps.

His cock twitched against my tongue, his hips stuttering as he lost control. "*Fuck—*" A hot pulse hit the back of my throat, thick and salty. I swallowed instinctively, my lips sealed tight around him, taking every drop as he groaned above me. His grip in my hair turned punishing, holding me there while he emptied himself down my throat. She whimpered beneath us, her cunt clenching rhythmically around my cock, her nails digging into my thigh. "*Oh god—yes—*" Her voice was wrecked, her hips grinding back against me as she watched him spill into my mouth. I didn’t pull away—just sucked him clean, my tongue dragging along his oversensitive length until he shuddered and finally let go. "*Fuck*," he panted, his fingers loosening in my hair. She reached up, dragging her thumb across my bottom lip, catching a stray drop of cum before pushing it back into my mouth. "*So good*," she murmured, her eyes heavy-lidded. I groaned, my own release building fast—her tight heat, the taste of him still on my tongue, the way she *watched*—it was too much. "*Come for me*," she breathed, arching her back. I thrust harder, deeper, my hips slamming against hers as I lost myself inside her.