Intimacy in the City – Chapter 19

My nipples are getting harder and harder

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My nipples are pressing through my sheer negligee so much that I can feel every movement. Every step makes them harder and more sensitive.

It reminds me of the first time I wore a negligee like this. I wanted to surprise my boyfriend at the time and greeted him in the evening wearing nothing but a sheer negligee.

His cock immediately got hard and a huge bulge in his pants announced that I was about to be mercilessly fucked.

Without hesitation, he pushed me down on the floor in the hallway and took off his pants. His magnificent cock sprang right at me and pushed my wet labia apart.

Suddenly, I hear footsteps getting louder and louder. I look up in panic. “Oh no! The door is wide open!”

That sounds like the perverted neighbor who lives directly above me and always looks at me so greedily.

In a moment, he'll see me being fucked with my legs spread wide.

The footsteps of my perverted neighbor are getting louder and louder. So is his heavy breathing. If he knew what he was about to see, he would probably speed up.

At the same time, my much too tight pussy is filled by a rock-hard cock.

The smacking of my pussy must already be echoing in the stairwell.

“Fuck. This can't be happening!” I curse inwardly. Now the neighbor sees what he has probably jerked off and cum to so many times. How his young, often scantily clad neighbor is being fucked uninhibitedly.

A hot feeling of shame floods my body. He already caught me in the act once last summer.

It was 95 degrees in my apartment, I threw the windows wide open and simply forgot that you have a perfect view of my room from the street.

Beads of sweat slowly drip down my body, it's so hot. A quick grab at my bra makes my already large breasts pop out.

Lost in thought, I look out the window and see my perverted neighbor staring at me. His dachshund is already looking at him annoyed, he's standing there rooted to the spot. No blinking, no movement. He's just standing there.

Oh no. That's exactly what's going to happen again. Only this time there's much more to see.

Just a few more steps and he'll see me being fucked.

My heart is beating faster. My pulse is racing. God, this is embarrassing. At the same time, my pussy is dripping with lust.

Just a few more seconds and the perverted neighbor will see everything.

The tension is driving me crazy. In a moment, the perverted neighbor will have climbed the last step and see how far I spread my legs.

A large hand grabs my breast and squeezes it. At the same time, his thrusts become faster.

“What, now? Right now?” flashes through my mind.

Suddenly, my boyfriend at the time pulls his hard cock out of my pussy, places it right in front of my face, and jerks it off with just one stroke. Then he cums all over my face! A huge load all over my face.

I stare into the hallway, spellbound. The pervert is coming and will see my naked, stretched pussy.

Suddenly, my vision becomes milky. A burning sensation first shoots through my left eye, then my right.

He came in my eyes. And now I can't see if the pervert neighbor with his dachshund can see me.

Now that I can't see anything, I rely on my hearing. There it is, the expected creaking of the old wooden staircase.

“Is that him? Is the pervert watching me now?” I think in panic.

“Come on! I've come. Now it's your turn. Fuck your wet pussy until you come!” my boyfriend at the time orders me.

What should I do? Should I close my legs and run to the bathroom, or obey and risk the perverted neighbor watching me fuck my wet pussy until I come?

My vision is blurry.

I don't know if the perverted neighbor is standing right there in the hallway.

I have no idea if he's greedily looking between my legs, which are spread way too wide.

“Come on! Do it. You like my cum on your face!” my boyfriend at the time encourages me.

He's so right. I love it when his thick cock cream covers my whole face. Knowing how horny I can make him cum just makes my pussy even wetter.

I just want it. I want to cum now.

Suddenly, I hear a zipper being opened. Then the smacking sounds of a hand jerking off quickly.

Oh my God. Is that the perverted neighbor who's about to jerk off in sync with me?

Am I giving my neighbor a show he's never seen before?

I try to see if the pervert is standing in front of me, jerking off violently on the squeaky wooden floor of the old building's hallway.

Nothing but milky, blurry images. My boyfriend at the time just came all over my face. I still can't see anything.

I can't help it, I just have to fuck my wet pussy now. Let it flow. And if my perverted neighbor is watching me do it, then so be it.

I spread my legs even wider now. I start to moan. My labia are getting plumper and thicker.

“Awwwwwww,” I moan politely. Suddenly I hear...

Suddenly I hear two cocks being jerked off! Could it be that two cocks are being jerked off because of me? Maybe I'm just imagining it. After all, my pussy is just smacking too loudly right now. It always does that when I'm about to cum.

My thighs tremble with lust.

“What are you doing here, Heidi?” an inner voice scolds me.

Ohhhh. I'm coming. Right now. I'm coming," I moan loudly.

Thick white threads drip down my labia. With my whole face still covered in cum, I come with violent convulsions.

Completely exhausted, I suddenly feel a hot wet washcloth on my face.

“Here, sweetie, you have to clean yourself up.”

I obey and, after wiping off the cum, I open my eyes fearfully. Now I'm going to see the pervert standing in front of me, jerking off wildly. Oh my God, what am I always doing!

But nothing! The door is closed! Did I just imagine everything? No perverted neighbor. Just too much cum on my face?

Three hours later: The sun has set. Half an hour ago, I ordered two large, indecently delicious pizzas. Perfect for ending the evening.

The doorbell rings. A young delivery guy hands me two pizza boxes that are much too hot. I thank him with a smile and give him a tip.

Lost in thought, I watch the delivery guy walk down the squeaky stairs. “Oh Heidi, you always worry too much,” I laugh at myself. “As if the neighbor would be that perverted,” I smile.

And just as I'm about to close the door, my gaze falls on the honey-colored wooden floor in front of my front door.

Oh, my God! A huge puddle. Dried up. White and thick.

Fuck! I made the perverted neighbor cum.