The Whore Next Door Wants Your Cock

Is She Getting Paid For This?

I had always believed I lived in the most boring condominium complex in town until I met the whore next door. The air seem to buzz with her presence.  The whore next door was bold, skanky, yet glamorous in her own way.  She always presented herself as alluring and attractive although she smelled of cigarette smoke, cheap shampoo and stale perfume.  The whore next door fascinated me.  And then there were the men…

Not The Typical Girl Next Door – The Whore Next Door

Every night, about 3 or 4 different men would appear.  Sometimes it was the clean cut type in a suit, his shiny car parked neatly outside.  Other times it was the guys in leather jackets with their  tattooed bodies, raunchy language and loud motorcycles.  And anything in between it seemed.  Always different, but always the same horny look of anticipation as they disappeared through the door of the whore next door.

I tried to resist the urge to watch them.  However my curiosity had a way of creeping in when it came to the whore next door.  Late at night, the whore next door could be heard moaning and creaming all over the variety of men that tracked in and out of her home.  I could hear her through the open windows as she gagged and choked on their stiff cocks.  I could hear her screams as she took it in the ass getting spit roasted.  My surveillance became a routine and I longed to talk to her about her salacious activity.  Perhaps one day she would invite me to join in.  I wouldn’t say no.

One Night Everything Changed

It was late and I was alone, curled up on the couch with a glass of wine.  I was thinking about going to bed.  Thinking the evening would be uneventful then there was a knock at the door.  It was the whore next door. Reluctantly, I answered.  She smiled sweetly, a waft of her stale perfume greeted me in the air.  The whore next door had a favor to ask.  Apparently she and her friend were making an amateur video and needed a third for effect on a portion of their film.  I readily agreed.  It began with a wet sultry kiss and finished with my secret lust for tribbing that night.  The whore next door was quite the seductress as she lured me into her sticky web.  Before I knew it, she had buried her 10 inch lifelike, girthy, silicone cock deep inside my ass.

Something had shifted in me and I was no longer the same.  The whore next door and I continue to play every night after that.  She was no longer just a neighbor, she became my obsession.  I craved the way she tasted, her voice as she climax, the way she made me feel inside and the men she introduced me to.  Every night was a different experience until one day I came to realize that I had become the whore next door.

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