Amateur Strip Tease: Seducing My Neighbor

I seduced my neighbor with an amateur strip tease night.

 

An amateur strip tease night is something I always love to check out or do myself… Whether it’s on vacation or at one of the local strip clubs too. But honestly, they’re fun to do anywhere, especially at parties. The most fun I’ve ever had with giving a show like that though was giving it to my neighbor. See, I always have a wild night with the girls when we go out. But the real fun starts when we get back home, even if they don’t come home with me! I’ve had plenty of fun drunk post-party nights where we all lounge around in the living room, half-dressed and sleeping the chaos off. Sometimes I know my neighbor gets a peek of us laying around half-naked, too.

In fact, he’s jokingly pointed it out a few times. The girls go home and he catches me when I happen to be taking the trash out or something. “Had a wild night?” Ha, what can I say? When he’s asking that, he absolutely got a glimpse of us as we were coming home or as the girls were going back to theirs. I always give a little sly smile and shrug it off. But one time, rather than even face that question, I decided to give him a show all of his own. I got home a little earlier than usual from a clubbing night with my friends. And rather than lounge around half-naked and sleep the buzz off, I decided to give him an amateur strip tease instead.

My curtains were open.

As I made my way up into my room, I made sure to leave the curtains open, and I turned on some lighting. Specifically, I turned on some cute little string fairy lights and the colorful LED strips that I outlined my ceiling in, setting the color to a moody red. Now, the scene was set, and the room was perfectly lit for him to get a clear but sensual visual. And I even moved my vanity floor-length mirror into the perfect spot, so that he could get a full multi-angle visual of me. That’s where I started the amateur strip tease. As I stood in front of the mirror, I posed and picked at my little black mini-dress. I adjusted the little lace trim at my cleavage and picked and grabbed at the thin fabric that covered my juicy ass.

I knew he had a thigh-high fetish and I was capitalizing on it. And then I saw his curtains shuffle across the space between our houses. Just like that, I knew he was watching and waiting to see what I was up to. To his surprise, this time there were no other girls and I wasn’t just lazily lounging around. No, this time, I was gently undoing the little zipper at my side that slowly let my tight black dress slip off my body. As that dress hit the floor, I stepped out of it, showing off my slim waist and ample curves. I traced my manicured nails along my sides, lingering at my hips, picking at the string of my little red lace thong. On, the amateur strip tease had just begun for him.

It was an amateur strip tease to remember.

I could feel his eyes glued to me as I continued to caress and grope myself. Then, I even added some music, just to set the mood for myself and have something to dance to. I picked at my little red thigh-highs, twirling in front of the mirror so that I could look back at my nice ass. And then, I leaned down slowly to act like I was adjusting the straps on my heels. But truly, I was just sticking my pretty ass up in the air, letting him have a full visual of my tight pussy and big ass in the mirror. It was the sexiest amateur strip tease he ever had, no doubt since that red lace lingerie clung to me for dear life.

As I continued to caress my body, I took subtle peeks at his window, wondering what he was up to. In my head, he was enjoying the show and playing with himself. And for a while, he truly was. But as I laid back on my bed and put my legs up, continuing my little dance, I heard something. The soft thud of a door, and some shuffling up the steps. Oh, that greedy man wouldn’t settle for JUST an amateur strip tease. He was hungry for more after all the times I’d knowingly (and unknowingly) seduced him. This time, he knew it was intentional. This time, he knew I wanted more. And who was he to deny me what I wanted? Would you have come running over to fuck me, too?

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