Welcome to my naughty neighbor

Welcome to my naughty neighbor

From the moment that Kitty moved into the condo next door, I had one mission in mind: to fuck that blonde party girl neighbor until either the headboard broke or one of us pleaded for mercy. She must have read my mind, because for the next two weeks she did everything she could to give my addiction a laser focus. It was if she timed her day to torment me. As I left for work, she was inevitably heading to the pool wearing a bikini that barely contained her amazing nipples while at the same time revealed just enough of her obviously shaven pussy to leave me rock hard and ready. Many a day I had to slip out from behind my desk in order to relieve the pressures of a Kitty-induced hard-on in the nearest washroom.

If I was heading out in the evening, there she would be again, going to the gym (fucking hottest yoga pants in the world!) or to a local club, in which case the skirt would be barely covering the curve of her glorious ass. It was torture, pure and simple. And she knew it.

The tension exploded on a Saturday night. Coming home late from a few drinks and a night of watching sports at the local bar, I almost bumped into the target of my cock lust as I stepped out of the elevator. Smiling at me with that teasing smile, my neighbor moved to step past me, obviously heading to the gym. At 6’3” I literally towered over her, so no doubt she was more than a little surprised when my hand met her ass with a loud, stinging slap. If looks could kill, I was a dead man. “What the fu–!” she almost yelled, but before she could finish I slapped her again, harder this time. “Welcome to the building,” I smiled, thinking what a great line that was. “You wish,” she flipped back, blowing me off with a flip of her blonde hair.

By this time I was not only rock hard but so fucking tired of this game that I was all in. Scooping her over my shoulder, I almost sprinted down the hall, fumbling with my keys. Kitty’s nails dug into my wide shoulders, but she did little else to fight back as I kicked my door open, and ducked inside. By the time her ass hit my couch, I had those yoga pants off and her panties almost to her ankles. “You fucking wish!” is all she said, taunting me. As fast as my jeans could unzip and drop, I was feeding that tight little shaved pussy all it could handle. I am unusually thick, and I could hear Kitty gasp a bit when I plowed the full length of my shaft into her, but she quickly recovered. Two weeks of frustration were poured into this pounding. With her juices now flowing, I grabbed her hips and flipped her, wrestling style, so that her glorious ass (without yoga pants now!) was perfectly placed for me to fuck her doggy style. Reaching around, I took those amazing tits into my large hands and slammed my cock deeply. The first moan I heard from my naughty neighbor almost made me shoot my load, but I kept slamming again and again. I swear the couched moved four feet across the floor. I slapped her ass again, just for good measure, before I finally pulled out and launched a stream of warm cum across that smooth sweet ass.

“Welcome to the building neighbor” is all I could say, falling back exhausted. “The night isn’t over yet, asshole,” she replied, pushing me back into the cushions, eyes flashing.