The Ordinary Neighbor - 1

We have had a new neighbor for a year now. Our previous neighbours, an old couple we never had any problems with, unfortunately moved to an apartment. And with what has replaced it, we are not happy, to say the least. Her name is Kimberly, a single woman, about thirty-five years old, who has been through at least three marriages. Since she lives there, the peace is over. She often plays loud music, almost always folk singer music. Saying something about it usually only helps for one day, after which the music is loud again, also in the garden. It sometimes seems as if she is constantly moving, because there is banging and stamping through the noisy walls. The garden, which the old couple had cared for so well, has been left completely wild, and it is now also used as a rubbish storage area. It's also a mess inside. She just left the old dirty net curtain from the previous neighbors, which has been there for twenty years. And if you ever secretly peek over the fence, you will see piles of all possible junk. In addition, there is a coming and going of men at the door, men of the not too good kind. What they come for is often clear, by the sounds that sound through the wall. Sometimes we have to turn up the radio to drown out the screams and moans. My wife Elsa suspects her of having paid sex. She's busy again, that dirty bitch she says. Her appearance is also not an advertisement for the neighborhood. She has a tall, slender build, but that long wispy unkempt hair is completely dead at the end. She dyes it every few weeks in a different color, sometimes black, then porn blonde, gray, even blue and purple, we have already seen. She's covered in tattoos and piercings, and has horrible taste in clothes. Usually she wears very flashy blouses, or those ugly glitter pants, but sometimes those very slutty short leather skirts. She usually wears heavy make-up, and there's no shortage of bling-bling either, as she wears an abundance of fake gold jewellery. Her overly tanned complexion shows that she often goes to the tanning bed. She is also a chain smoker, and her garden is littered with cigarette butts, which she never cleans up. When the wind blows hard, our garden is sometimes suddenly full of cigarette butts. She also regularly smokes weed in the garden, often just when we are eating outside in the summer. Then that sick weed smell blows at us, making us lose our appetite. So much for the bad news. I'm sorry to admit it, but even though she's not my type at all, she does have a damn hot body. How she manages it I don't know, because she doesn't exercise, and she's never heard of healthy living, because she eats take-out almost every day. But she's pretty slim, and she's got long tanned legs, a nice round ass that looks especially good when she's wearing one of those skirts, and to top it all off, she's got some nice tits too. I've noticed that several times, when she was in her garden for a while, and hadn't bothered to put on a bra under her tight shirt.

Our attitude has always been to keep contact with her as little as possible. Only when things got too crazy with the noise did we sometimes call her to ask if things could be quieter. A few times we have already been on the point of calling the police because of neighbor nuisance. But that would put a lot of strain on the relationships, so we left that out anyway.

But the strange thing was that she was always sweet to me. When I ran into her it was always an exaggerated Hi, good morning neighbor! accompanied by a toothpaste smile from her unnaturally bleached stark white teeth. I always said a disinterested hi and then continued on my way without giving her a second glance. Even when we ran into each other in the car, or on the street, she always responded enthusiastically, by waving or honking. The difference with how I reacted to my wife was enormous: she ignored her completely. When they ran into each other, in the supermarket for example, she pretended not to see her. There was no greeting either. Elsa therefore had a strong dislike for her neighbour. But when I was working in the garden, for example, and she noticed me, she usually quickly leaned over the fence to have a chat with me. oh what a nice garden you have, neighbour. Say them for example. I wish I could garden as well This, while she had never made an effort to maintain her garden herself. I always responded as curtly as possible, and just continued what I was doing, but that person kept rambling at me. She also gave me unsolicited compliments about my appearance, for example when I wore a new coat. Once she hinted that she did find me attractive. It was very hot then, and I was sitting comfortably in my bare chest in shorts in the sun. She looked over the fence again, dressed in a white bikini with her breasts bulging out. Well done, neighbour, that is a beautiful sight! Your wife is lucky to have such a man. She gave me a big wink too. Was that a flirt? I didn't know what to make of it, but then again, I wasn't interested anyway.

One day I was free and alone at home, and the weather was really terrible, it had been storming and raining all day. Suddenly the doorbell rang. I opened the door, and there stood neighbor Kimberly, in the pouring rain. Her umbrella had blown over, her hair already soaked from the rain.

Hi neighbor she said. I have a problem, I left my key at home, and now I can't get into my house.

Oh dear, how annoying I said. ´´But I do not have a spare key to your house. Given the proportions, we did not think it wise to exchange house keys.

She put on her saddest face. My friend also has a key, but it is in Zeeland. I called him, but he won't be here for two hours at the earliest.

Yeah, not my problem, I thought, and looked at her. She really looked like a drowned cat with her makeup smeared. Well, I wasn't waiting for her, but I could hardly leave her on the street for another two hours in this beastly weather.

I sighed. Well, come on in then I said.

Ooh how sweet of you, thank you! she exclaimed. She just flew around my neck with gratitude. I let her in, took her jacket and let her sit on the couch.

Would you like some coffee or tea? I asked.

Yes, tea please. What a wonderful neighbor you are! I muttered an acknowledgment, put on some tea water, sat down with her and looked her barrel up and down. She looked pretty slutty again. She was dressed in that black leather skirt I had seen before. But the beauty was a bit off, because there were worn spots everywhere, and it didn't look really clean either. Above it she had on a white blouse, which, however, had become soaked from the rain and had become somewhat transparent. Her black bra was clearly visible underneath, her erect nipples poking through the fabric. I looked at her tattooed arms, her hands with all those kitschy rings, and her bright red nails, but also at her shapely brown legs, which were also covered in tattoos. She was wearing boots with very high heels. Suddenly I noticed that she noticed that I was unabashedly looking at her legs.

Yes, I know, I'm much too summery dressed for this weather she sighed, crossing her legs.

Oh I muttered It could happen to anyone. A little while later the tea was ready and I poured it. In the meantime she had taken a mirror out of her bag and looked at herself.

Jeez, I don't look like that, she said. I'm just ashamed. Can I please tidy up. With her makeup smeared, it looked like she had cried for hours.

Yes, that's fine I said. Drink your tea first, then you can use our bathroom in a bit She shifted her position so that her skirt crept up a bit, and I got to see more of her full thigh. I saw now that she had a tattoo in the shape of a garter on the top of her thigh. I thought that was a very exciting sight. By the way, I noticed that she was also watching me all the time.

You look good again, neighbor she began to compliment again. You are beautifully slim and muscular. Do you still go to the gym? She had, of course, seen me go out with my gym bag a few times a week.

Oh well, I'll do my best I replied. You can't complain yourself. Nice tattoo you have there, by the way. I pointed out the garter tattoo, and it was gone before I knew it. No, what did I say again.

Oh, do you like it? She asked delightedly Yes, had it done two weeks ago. Look! She unabashedly pulled up her skirt so I could see her thighs almost to her crotch. She got up, turned around, and showed her other thigh. Look, this one is also new Here she had a big bow tattooed on the top of her thigh. Pretty isn't it? she said, smiling her teeth down. I saw now that she had a tongue piercing, a pink one. I gradually warmed up to it.

Yes, I love tattoos, you don't have them, do you?

Yes, but I think it's nice, I might want them too I lied. In fact, I found it very ugly most of the time, and Elsa saw me coming. Do you have any more new ones? I asked with almost interest, actually more to keep the conversation going.

Yes, one more, do you want to see it?

of course I want to.

She smiled mysteriously. He is in an exciting spot, though. Then she unbuttoned her blouse, pulled her bra down a little so I just couldn't see her nipple, and showed her tanned chest, which had a pink heart tattooed with an arrow through it.

Have a look I got up and got right in front of her to take a good look. With her hand she pushed her chest up again so that I could see it well.

Jeez, how beautiful I was overly enthusiastic, but meanwhile I started to get hornier with this bitch. She apparently didn't know feeling shame, that she unabashedly showed me her tit.

I have many more, you know she said smiling again I'm like a picture book.

We finished our tea and I suggested she go upstairs so she could freshen up. I have to make sure Elsa doesn't find out she came in here, I thought, or I'll get into the biggest fight possible.

I followed her up the stairs, I glanced up, under her skirt, and saw, as I had already expected, that she was wearing a tiny thong, which gave me a nice view of her bare buttocks. Gradually I started to get more and more into my head. Suppose….

You can take a shower, you know I said when we reached the bathroom. I handed her a towel and showed her the shampoo and shower gel.

She gladly took advantage of that, and took a nice shower while I waited in the bedroom. I didn't think it was a good idea to leave her all alone upstairs, I didn't trust her that much. Soon she was going to snoop in our stuff or something like that. But after a few minutes of showering, she reappeared. She came into the bedroom, dressed only in her skirt and her black lace, semi-transparent bra. Her boots were still off. I looked unabashedly at her tits.

My blouse is still soaking wet from the rain she sighed, pouting. Can I hang it to dry?.

I took it and hung it somewhere to dry.

As I sat on the bed, she looked at herself in the wardrobe mirror. My make-up is completely gone, I don't look like it anymore she said in a nagging voice.

That was not entirely true, because under that facade of lavish make-up and ugly ordinary clothing, it was quite possible to discover a woman who was not unattractive.

I actually like you better without make-up I said truthfully. She turned to me and gave me a sultry look. Are you serious? How sweet of you to say that I saw that she ran her tongue quickly over her lips, tilting her head slightly. She was clearly taunting me now. Could I catch her? It certainly couldn't be done up here, not in the conjugal bed.

Come on I said Let's go downstairs.

But of course I couldn't keep her in her bra all the time, so I grabbed one of my shirts from the closet. Put these on or you'll get so cold.

She almost purred like a cat as I slipped the shirt over her shoulders. She put her arms in her sleeves, but I helped her put it on further, touching her for the first time, by accidentally/deliberately touching her chest with my forearm. That was a nice feeling, nice and soft. I gradually felt an erection rising in my pants.

When we arrived downstairs we sat down on the couch again. This time I sat right next to her, not touching her. She fiddled a little with the shirt she was wearing of mine.

It's too big, she laughed, and she moved her leg in such a way that she touched me for a moment. I felt her warmth through my pants. There was clearly a sexual tension between us now.

How can I thank you she asked. You are so sweet to me, I didn't think so.

It's no problem, neighbors are supposed to help each other, right I smiled. Now or never, I thought. I mustered up all my courage and put my hand on her bare thigh. My heart was in my throat, how would she react?

Half surprised, she smiled at me, and put her hand on mine in turn. Would she take him away? But no, she just started stroking my hand. That was the sign for me to move on. I leaned towards her and kissed her gently on the neck. I think you are so beautiful and sexy I said hoarsely. Immediately she responded by turning her face to me and kissing my mouth. I already felt her tongue between my lips, and a moment later I was French kissing with the neighbor. The fact that she had a tongue piercing only made it more exciting. Her breath had a strong smell of cigarette smoke, but that was an inconvenience to live with. Oh honey, I think you're hot she sighed.

I started unbuttoning every shirt she was wearing. She helped with it, and after it was over I immediately grabbed her breasts. Jesus, what a nice jugs that bitch had. Big, sturdy, with big nipples. I popped one breast out of the bra and squeezed it, our tongues flashing together. I now also saw that she also had nipple piercings, those metal rods right through her nipples. God, this made me horny. I quickly unbuttoned her bra, and there were both her prams. I bent down and put my face between her tits, taking care of both nipples.

Come, neighbor she said, you have to go out too. She pushed me away for a moment, and began to unbutton my pants. I was unstoppable, as soon as he was loose I jumped up to get rid of my pants as quickly as possible. I also threw my underpants off me, causing my erect cock to pop out.

Well, that looks nice she said. I sat down again, and she took my penis and started caressing it. Meanwhile, I also took off my shirt, so that I was stark naked.

Mmmm, I know what to do with that. She said. She leaned over and kissed my head, which was now gleaming with pre-cum.

Nice blowjob, looking forward to She smiled at me, and acted after word, took my cock in her mouth and started sucking deliciously. Incredibly, a jolt of pleasure went through me. Who would have thought, what a horny slut this was.

She looked at me for a moment with my cock in her mouth. And it was as if she had guessed my thoughts.

Can I be your slut today, please? she asked. Ah, she wanted to be submissive.

Yes, of course I replied, playing along with the game My dirty horny slut, that's you. But you must do everything I say.

Yes neighbor, I do everything you say. I'll be your dirty slut.

Then continue sucking slut, and deeper please.

Yes neighbor She did as I ordered her, and now took it further into her mouth, and sucked on nicely. My cock couldn't get any stiffer, so I thought it was enough for now, so I pulled her back over me so I was lying on my back on the couch, with her on top of me. Immediately we started French kissing again, and I caressed her body. To my dismay, however, she was still wearing that ugly skirt and thong.

Say slut I whispered in her ear. You still have something to do, don't you? Do something about it?

She obediently stood up, and quickly took off her skirt and thong, so that I finally had a view of her cunt. She was completely shaved, but her entire pubic area was covered in tattoos. And, as I kind of expected, she also had a few piercings through her pussy lips. Fortunately, she immediately came to lie on top of me again, to make love and French kiss again. It was wonderful to caress her buttocks, so nice and warm and soft. I turned her on her side and went with my hand to her cunt. I felt that she was already wet, spread her lips and put a finger in her cave.

Yeah, nice neighbor she sighed. I stuck two more fingers in, which was easy, and started moving them up and down quickly. Meanwhile I massaged her labia and her clitoris with my thumb. Those piercings were something extra, by the way. Soon she was panting harder and harder, and I could feel her getting hotter too.

Oooh, you're doing so well, neighbor! she moaned, as she writhed with pleasure. I was now going to finger her extra hard and fast, which made her even hotter, a moment later her whole body tensed up, and she came moaning, while I felt her long nails scratching my back. That was nice, but if there were actually scratches on my back, he might have something to explain to Elsa. Well, he thought, just wear a t-shirt to bed and she won't see it.

We lay in each other's arms for a while to recover. She was already sweating with excitement.

That was wonderful neighbor, thank you she said, and gave me a kiss.

So, you know what I'm in the mood for right now? I said to her, taking care of one of her breasts again. I'm going to lick your wet pussy, what do you think of that, dirty slut? Since she had just had a shower, I knew she was clean, so that didn't bother me at all.

Oh, I like that so much neighbor, will you please do that?.

I sat down between her thighs and glanced at her cunt, which glistened with moisture. She actually had quite a nice pussy, with regular labia and a decent clitoris, which was already quite swollen with horniness. I placed my mouth on her vulva, and began to lick, faster and harder. I sucked on her clit, and meanwhile stuck another finger in her cave. Soon she began to pant and moan violently again.

Oh lick me harder, I'm going crazy! she screamed, as I gagged her cunt. The horn just dripped out, and I gladly licked up her moisture. What a crazy bitch she was, I wasn't averse to her at all. It was strange that those piercings in her labia occasionally tinkled against my teeth. It wasn't long before she had her second orgasm, even more intense than the first time. She flew into my arms again and kept blowing out hot, but I didn't give her a second rest, because I was already fingering her firmly with three fingers

Oh neighbor, you don't know how to stop she moaned. It's so good!

And it wasn't even a minute before her third orgasm came. I had not experienced such horniness in a long time. Exhausted, she lay limp for a moment, her body sweating all over. We lay together for a while, but then it was time for action again.

Slutty bitch you are I addressed her, I've spoiled you now, but it's time we turned the tables. As you can see my cock is not very stiff anymore. Do you want to improve that?

Yes of course neighbour, I like to do that. She bent down to my crotch and took my semi-erect member in her hand. She licked the head, which was already quite sticky from the pre-cum, and started sucking again. I lay back in a nice relaxed position, closed my eyes and concentrated on the wonderful feeling of my cock in her wet warm mouth. Soon I was all stiff again, and I completely surrendered to her. How wonderful she did that, what a pleasure that was, simply indescribable. She sucked on and on, then hard and deep, then tender and soft. I listened to the slurping sounds, the soft noises she made, and the occasional gag, when she took it all down her throat.

´´Dear slut, do you also like to do this?´´ I asked after a while. She looked at me for a moment.

´´Yes, not always, but with you, neighbour. I love having your cock in my mouth, it turns me on.

She indulged in her long blowjob one more time, until I really thought it was enough.

So I spoke. slutty neighbor of mine, are you ready to receive? I feel like taking you big

Yes neighbor, take me, please!. She immediately turned on her back and moved on her legs

For a moment I hesitated.. Was this wise? We didn't use any contraceptives, and unlike myself, she had quite a few intercourse, according to me. What if it left me with a dripper? But fuck it, I couldn't think straight with horniness anyway, so I aimed my cock at her cunt, and slid in very easily.

Yes, fuck me neighbor, do it, fuck me she cried. I started fucking her with long strokes. What a hot box she had, delicious! Soon she started panting with excitement, and it wasn't long before she came for a fourth time. She was screaming so loud I was afraid the neighbors on the other side might hear it. They didn't happen to see her enter my house, hopefully? I shook off the thought, and continued to fuck wonderfully, how horny that was, that nice body below me, those swaying tits, and that slutty head of hers. I fell on her and started French kissing with her again. Enthusiastically she wrapped her arms around me, and let her tongue twist on mine, so that she enjoyed herself too. We switched positions, now she got down on all fours and I came up behind her, to fuck her doggy style. That way I felt even better my cock moving in her pussy. I gave her a few hard slaps on her buttock out of excitement, which she didn't find annoying at all, on the contrary. I also reached for her dangling tits, squeezed her nipples hard, and viciously tugged at her piercings.

Yes, punish me, neighbor! she encouraged me. A little pain apparently couldn't hurt her. However, this couldn't last much longer. All the sexual excitement had accumulated in me, and the release was imminent. It went black before my eyes, and everything inside me conspired, in a great climax I squirted my load into her cunt. Almost at the same time she also came moaning and moaning. All the energy immediately left me, And while my cock was still pulsating I sank over her, onto her back and ass. She also lowered herself and so we lay on top of each other for a while, two sweat-soaked bodies, until we came to our senses again. I slid off her and got up.

Say that was very nice, neighbor of mine I gave her another kiss on the mouth. She smiled Yes it was wonderful. Really, I enjoyed you, neighbor.

I took a look at her pussy, but to my horror some semen had already dripped out, right on our beautiful couch. Of course I had to clean that quickly!

Come on, we need to take a shower soon. Are you coming?

I gave her a paper handkerchief to wipe her cunt, then we went upstairs naked to wash off the sweat. Kimberly felt like it again in the shower, she started riding into me and pushed her tongue back into my mouth, which made my cock start to prance again. But this time I fended her off. No don't horny slut I said. Elsa will be home in an hour, you really have to go.

I wanted to turn off the tap, but she had one more wish.

Ah neighbor, do you want to do one more thing with me?. she shouted. What then? I asked.

I'm afraid to ask, but would you please pee on me, I like it so much.

What? I said surprised That is very dirty though. You're an even dirtier slut than I thought.

Yes, I know, but I find it very horny, a golden shower, do you want to do it?

What a strange request, I thought, but yes, everyone is entitled to their fetish, and she was quite the kinky type too. Well ok, if you want it? I've never done anything like that before

I'm going to get down on my knees she said. Just turn off the tap, so you can pee all over me. Not in my face, but otherwise you can pee all over me

Wow, how strange this is, but actually quite horny. I turned off the tap, she got on her knees and I stood in front of her. Mesmerized, she looked at my flaccid cock, and started masturbating her cunt with her left hand, while I tried to pee. I was a bit tense, because it took a while before something came, at first a hesitant trickle, but then I was able to direct my piss jet at her. Clattering, I first peed on her breasts, and then I wet her belly and cunt.

Oh she gasped, Yeah, pee on me, I'll come soon She was masturbating frantically, my yellow fluid spraying all over her. I avoided her face, but she herself held her cheek under my jet for a moment, so that the piss dripped from her chin.

Ooohh she moaned again, coming for the umpteenth time. Pooh, that was nice, thank you again neighbor In the meantime I had finished peeing, and I dripped some more.

Can I taste a tiny bit, neighbour? She took my cock in her mouth anyway, sucking up the last drops of piss. Salt she said.

Now it's really done, you dirty little pee I said. Come on, rinse off and get dressed quickly. We showered again and dried off. I cleaned the shower, and we went downstairs, where our clothes were still there. And just as we came down the stairs, we heard the sound of a lock being opened, and the front door opened. Elsa entered.