Today, getting up in the morning was quite a struggle. I don’t really know how many times I pushed the snooze button on my clock, but I knew it was enough for me to almost throw that noisy thing out the window. In the end I got up too early to work and too late to run. Maybe it is for the best, after all. They say this summer is one of the hottest of all times, and I believe it. I had to sleep naked just to be comfortable, yet the sheets never stopped feeling like a bunch of layers of duct tape.
As soon as my feet touched the floor, I opened the nearest window, only to remain frozen in place, and not because of the little fresh air that came in.
That said window overlooked directly into another bedroom from an apartment of the next-door building. As far as I’ve known, that place has been vacant for years… until today.
Inside, I saw a beautiful Hispanic woman who was taking off her ponytail and running her fingers all over her long black hair. Unlike me, she looked like she came back from a run. Her tanned skin below the sleeveless pink hoddie was covered in a layer of glistening sweat, with her abs so pronounced that her midriff resembled a big candy bar. She wore a camo sports bra, black tennis skirt and soccer thigh highs. I couldn’t tell whether her athletic body was actually from a military regimen or not; she looked like she could be both a soldier and a fitness model.
After taking the sneakers off, the mysterious neighbor disappeared for a couple of seconds, and came back with a laptop, a wireless keyboard and mouse, and a webcam in her hands. She started to set the computer and pointed the camera towards the bed, and then she kneeled in front of it.
Unknowingly, I found myself staring, not realizing that I was still naked, and wishing to be on top of that sweaty body as soon as fit girl started to slow dance like a stripper. I was partially right, though: she was a model; a webcam model… a very cute one that just started her show, completely oblivious of my shenanigans. The more I stared, the slower time went by, until every second followed the same beat of the sway of her hips.
A little while later, she took off the first piece of clothing. That bra must have been quite a tight fit, since her breasts were looked to be very thankful and happy of being released. They were way bigger than mine; perfectly sculpted C cups akin to the ones of an amazon, with brown nipples that stood out like a couple of chocolate pieces on a sea of bronze. Licking my own lips, I fantasized about being face first between them, with my hands fondling them and my lips embracing those nipples, alternating betweem them every random seconds.
At that point I started touching myself, and I couldn’t stop. Just the thought of lying on top of her was enough to keep me pressing my tits against the glass as I ran my fingers all over my pussy, wishing that it was her hands there instead; wishing that it was her breasts pressing against my own. The layer of sweat became even more inviting me. I wanted to lick it all off from her, more in an attempt to explore each corner of her body, paying special attention to those toned muscles, from top to bottom…
I wanted to be in front of that webcam too, and show off to her fans that I had something they could only desire.
And then, our eyes met.
Shocked, I jumped back quickly, yet I couldn’t look away. The more I looked down into those brown eyes, the more I got mesmerized. She raised an eyebrow and drew a smug smile. Fit girl pulled up the waistband of her skirt, as if she was asking me if I wanted to take a peek of what was beneath them. And I do want to see.
I don’t really know when she caught me, but the fact that she did, turned me on even more. I spread my legs apart and gave her a better view of my wet snatch.
The hot neighbor bit her lip and started talking, but I couldn’t listen. Judging by her movements, she let out a small chuckle, and then lifted her skirt up, pulling her panties to the side. And then I gasped.
She was packing heat between her legs. It was difficult to measure from the distance, but hiding underneath that skirt, I was surprised by what it seems, at the very least, eight inches of pure veiny Hispanic meat coming from where there should be different equipment.
That sight confused me. Up until that point, I never thought I’d find a penis attractive in my entire life. But it seems that all I needed was to meet the right person who carried one that was incredibly gorgeous. I wanted to suck it. I wanted it deep inside me.
My neighbor played with her breasts again, posing her rigid cock on the window as I kept masturbating across. For a moment, the cam show became a private live one. She licked one of her fingers slowly, still staring into my eyes, and used it to caress the tip of her penis, and made a gesture to invite me over.
Turning her back at me, she lifted her butt upwards as she leaned forward, to the bed. I got even more excited as I lost myself into the overwhelming amount of things I could do with such a perfectly rounded ass. Sticking my face into it… biting it… spanking it… eat it whole… How can I do all of it at the same time from the distance? To make matters worse, the model fingered her butthole, making it harder to make a choice. She pulled it out quickly and made the same gesture as before.
So I took her invitation.
I turned to my wardrobe and pick the first piece of clothing at reach. It was a hoodie mini dress, in which my 40Bs would be jiggling free without any bra. After a quick comb, I slipped on a pair of booties, and headed my way into her apartment. We both lived on a seventh floor; however, the tricky part was finding her door.
With a different layout from my building, it took me a while to reorient myself towards the north again. Once I did, I found her place on the first try. As soon I was at her door, I felt my heart coming out of my chest, and I couldn’t calm down when I heard some giggles in the distance, right after I knocked.
“Come in; it’s open!” a muffled voice from the inside called.
Once inside, I found that no one was in here. My eyes wandered all over the living room, sitting upon a desk where a computer sat silently, with World of Warcraft running. Her character, a blood elf rogue, was idling quietly inside an orcish town. There was an empty spot on the desk too; probably where her laptop originally sat.
“Hey there, neighbor.”
I blushed quickly as soon as I heard those words. She startled me a bit, but once I saw her, I couldn’t get my eyes off from that sculpted body, and more specifically, her big tanned cock. The hottest part was seeing the ends her thigh highs on each side.
“The hoodie suits you, but you look much better without it,” she whispered. “Besides, I can think of something we can do together better than videogames. Come with me,” said cheerfully, tilting her head towards the alley.
I walked next to her, rubbing my hand with hers, with my eyes still fixed in that cock.
Fit girl went into the bedroom first, and kneeled on top of the bed like before. I hesitated for a second, and then stepped into the camera view, sitting next to her. Her arms fell over my shoulders, as she hugged me from behind.
“Here she is, everyone: the girl you caught spying on me,” smiled the model, kissing my cheek.
“Jesus, you’re going to make me blush!”
“Oh, are you going to call me a liar and turn shy now, you pervert?” said jokingly.
And she was right. I lusted for her since the moment I set my eyes upon her.
There was an irregular pinging coming from her laptop. It actually became more frequent the longer we stayed on camera, chatting. And then it went fully nuts when the model made her way over my neck with her lips. All of the fantasies that I had on my head were wiped out in a moment, and all I could do was touch her penis. When our lips met, she unzipped my hoodie and slipped her hands inside.
The pinging faded into silence. The camera ceased to exist. A soft and warm touch went all over my body as I responded to her kisses and started to touch other places of hers. Our lips remained locked together, and our tongues knotted as we enjoyed our shared sweetness. I never thought about kissing someone like this could feel so amazing and could be so revealing. The more I caressed her, the more I realized that you never truly know what your deepest desires are until you meet the right person. A cock was such a bad idea in my book, but now…
I wanted hers to be inside my pussy. And I wanted it badly.
“You like my cock, don’t you?” she whispered once we broke apart. No matter how much I tried to stay away from it, one of my hands always found its way back to it. With shame, I nodded.
My neighbor stood up and placed her cock right in front of my face. I looked up at her and kissed the tip. She smiled and caressed my cheek at the same time I licked the head tenderly, slowly embracing my position as a cocksucker.
As soon as I wrapped my lips on it, she let out an intense moan that echoed all over the bedroom, and probably peaked over the microphone. I closed my eyes and kept tasting her glory, enjoying the sound of her voice mixed with the chaotic pinging from the viewers. The way her cock throbbed was a good indicator that I was doing a good job.
I sucked her more and more, feeling her hands run all over my hair and hold me as she moved softly inside. I started to finger my pussy as she pushed more of her cock, until there was resistance. At that point, I couldn’t hold more than four or five inches, but the amount I had was enough to make her squirm. I could even feel her pulse as her cock throbbed inside me.
I opened my eyes when I heard giggles again. The model was looking at the computer, probably reading a specific request our viewers wanted. Such is the nature of these sessions.
She pulled out her cock and tapped it on my face before helping me to get up. Then, I lied down with my head on the edge of the bed, giving me an upside down view of the computer. Fit girl stood up in front of me, with her thighs on my sides and her cock poking my lips. After rubbing my tongue on it for a couple of laps, she went inside my mouth once again, and fucked me slowly.
However, this time, that bitch wasn’t tender. She started to push deeper than my limits, making me cough tons of spit that made a mess of my face and turned her penis into a thick and bright magic wand. Being in this comfortable position, I couldn’t stop playing with my pussy as I moaned and coughed, feeling that cock going deeper down my throat for what it felt like an hour.
The first time she gave me a chance to breath, she chuckled and smacked my face.
“What a slut you are!” said the model. And I, like a masochist, stuck out my tongue.
Her cock went inside me again. And no matter how hard it was, I was enjoying myself. How many people from all over the world could be watching and only desire to be in my or my neighbor’s position? Having sex with her is almost as good as having sex with a pornstar.
She pulled out once more. I kissed her cock right before she leaned down to kiss me.
She helped get up, and we both sat together, side by side, hugging each other, showing off our nice bodies to our viewers, although I could be more presentable. Of course, my unzipped hoodie was still on me, covering only my arms and back. Everyone seemed to be crazy about our tits, so we pressed them together before she went down into my chest and sucked me.
“Who is that girl? She’s really hot!” “What a slutty neighbor you have!” “I love her!” “Please, fuck her!” “Does she do shows too?” “I want to see more of your neighbor!”
With one appearance I made her fans my own, yet I never intended to be another model. Although, seeing the amount of money she was making with just the tips… I won’t deny it. I am pretty tempted to go down that road.
We kissed once again, and then she pushed me down out of the blue, staying on top of me. Her cock rubbed my pussy as our eyes locked into each other’s once more. Hers were depleted from any lust she had on them. Instead, the gaze she had was more the one of a lover rather than someone wanting a plaything. It was impossible to resist her look.
What a gorgeous girl…
Could it be possible that my own performance struck something in her heart? Maybe…
I moaned. Her cock went inside my pussy without any warning, sliding way too easy, giving a tight warm fit for those 8 inches of pure girly meat.
We fucked with no shame. If I was blushing, it must have been due to the blood rushing over my head. Indeed, her gaze was the one of a lover, as she treated me as such. Every caress she gave me wasn’t just to make me feel good. Even though I was being used like a sex doll, she still treated me like a human being. I hugged her, and dug my nails on her back, scratching her all over at the same time I moaned rhythmically to her movements. My neighbor was still tender, but fucked me like a beast.
My insides kept juicing up as her cock grew. We sang for our viewers all over the world, praising nature on how unbeatable is raw sex like this. Once again, I couldn’t believe how much I was missing a good cock to fuck until I met this girl blessed with one. And she knows how to use it. The harder she pushed inside, the more I wanted to know about her. All I know is that she is my neighbor, that she is a webcam model, and that she fucks really well.
I couldn’t separate from her. Our bodies were so linked that not even a natural disaster could break us apart. Was this really a coincidence, or were we lovers on a previous life?
For a full hour, we fucked endlessly in the same position. We were drenched in our sweat, juices and blood. I was out of breath, my pussy was in pain, and I wanted this to be over just so I can go to work smelling like her. I was reaching the point of no return, and so was she.
Then, I couldn’t hear anything. Not even our moaning. I was blinded. All I could feel was her dick throbbing during my orgasm, right before I felt her coming inside me, still thrusting fast. Soft lips fell on my mouth as things started to slow down, and I recovered my senses.
And when she pulled out, I felt some foreign juice running out of my pussy. I was about to express my worry, until she whispered to me that she was sterile.
For five minutes, we remained in the same position as we recovered. Somehow, after her orgasm, her skin was even softer. Then, we sat in front of the camera, and chatted with the viewers for ten more minutes, cuddling and kissing until it was time to say goodbye. Once logged off, we kissed one last time.
“I don’t want to shower,” she sighed between kisses.
“Then don’t.”
“But I have to. I have to go to work.”
Defeated, I sighed.
“Same…”
“Hey,” she said, caressing my cheek.
“When did you move here? I thought this place was vacant.”
“Two days ago. But honestly, I didn’t think I’d meet a neighbor as beautiful as you, hood girl.”
One smile, and one kiss later, we parted our ways. She went into the shower, and I remained on her bed for a bit, before zipping up my hoodie and grabbing her phone and her lipstick on the nightstand.
I snuck into the bathroom and used lipstick to write down a small note, with a drawing of a heart being crossed by a penis, and a print of my lips on it. Then, I used her phone to take some selfies and add my number on her contacts. I also sent myself a message.
Back at home, I was getting ready to go to work when my phone got new messages from the neighbor. Two of them were pictures of her, both selfies that she took straight out of the shower. Then, two dickpics: one that looked to be her morning wood, and the other one that looks like the results of our fuck. Then, a wall of text that read:
“I loved the time we spent together, Diane, and I can’t wait to see you again. Keep that hoodie and those booties on again. You have no idea how amazing your legs look with those. Anyway, I sent you have a little something so you remember me. Thank you for welcoming into the neighborhood with such open arms, or rather I’d say, open legs. I would love to hang out with you again. Yours truly, Kenzi.”
There were also two more pictures of her with her business dress. One was a regular selfie, and the other one had her cock peeking below her skirt. I smiled and wrote her back: “Maybe next time you can fuck another place that craves for you.”