1. Good walls make good neighbors, Part 1


    Date: 10/20/2017, Categories: Voyeur, Author: SirSpewalot, Source: LushStories

    In my early 20s I lived in an apartment complex laid out in a row; my section had ten apartments facing the street. The apartments were roomy, comfortable two-story affairs dating from the late 60s. When I moved in I worked the night shift at a convenience store, so for the first two months I never met any of my neighbors. After a couple of weeks I was fairly certain that my neighbor in the bedroom next to mine was a woman, as I heard her a few times singing to herself late at night as I got ready for work. Finally I got a new job as a museum guard that required normal work hours, but with Mondays and one other weekday off. As a result, I had relaxing early bedtimes Friday nights. A couple of weeks after I started the new job, I was about to go to bed when I heard the door close next door. The woman's voice giggled as a low man's voice murmured something. I went upstairs and washed up, then went downstairs to make sure my apartment was fully locked up and cleaned, and as I did so I heard their heavy breathing quite clearly through the wall. A bit sad that someone was having a much better Friday night than I was, I went back upstairs, turned out the light, and soon fell asleep. About half an hour later I was jolted awake by the sound of a massive flop onto a bed next door. Oh great, was my first thought, clearly the reason the apartment's so cheap is that they skimped on soundproofing! Soon I heard liquid smacks and kisses, and despite myself I started getting hard as I ...
    imagined what was occurring next door. I had no idea what my neighbor or her guest looked like, and my imagination drew a busty blonde wrestling intimately with a massively-endowed athletic stud. The sounds of the motions from next door were soft and rhythmic―rustlings of the sheets, heavy breathing, occasional sequences of creaks from the bed, and as my imagination worked I rubbed my shaft lightly with my fingertips. I imagined the two in a hot 69 working each other leisurely towards their common goal, and sooner than I expected the bed next door squeaked rhythmically as somebody rocked hard into the other, and soon I heard my neighbor's voice gasp and moan. When her guest moaned in return, "That's it, baby, fuck my hand, come for me," I could tell from the position of the voices that in fact they were lying side by side and head to head. A vigorous shaking of the bed that lasted a full minute followed, and her heavy breathing sounded throughout as close to my ear as if she were on my bed next to me. At the end she screamed loudly and the bed stopped rocking, then there was a loud fit of squeaking, a heavy breathing out, and silence. After a minute a vigorous rustling began and after another minute vigorous squeaking started again, lasting about thirty seconds before the man's voice moaned and my neighbor's voice said quietly, "Cum for me, honey." He suddenly screamed and the squeaking reached a crescendo, then my neighbor giggled and said, "Up to my chin. Good boy!" He laughed ...
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