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Listening To The Neighbors
by Renae Nicks (renaenicks@aol.com)
last modified 5/18/97

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I'll never forget the first time I heard the upstairs 
neighbors fucking. (MF, humor)

***

I was sitting on the bed folding laundry when I noticed 
the rhythmic rocking of their bed. I looked up and 
started laughing when I immediately suspected their 
activity.

I continued folding the clothes. The sounds increased, 
bringing an occasional chuckle from me. When the rhythm 
suddenly changed, I found myself looking at the ceiling 
again and realized that I had stopped folding. I kept 
very still, even holding my breath as I listened 
carefully to the sounds from their bed.

My God! How could anyone move their hips that fast? I 
tried to imagine what they looked like as he quickly 
slammed into her again and again.

I began to hear her voice. She seemed to be quite 
pleased with his inhuman speed, moaning in time to the 
squeaks. By now I had completely forgotten the laundry. 
My left hand was alternating breasts, lightly pinching. 
I closed my eyes and listened to them as they approached 
climax. I was wet and aching. As I reached into my 
panties, I imagined that I was fucking my own husband to 
that insane rhythm. I rubbed and pinched and moaned, and 
my orgasm came very quickly.

Shortly after, their own orgasms were signaled by her 
near scream and his loud grunting moan. The bed stopped 
shaking immediately, and I could imagine them laying in 
an exhausted heap.

That night, when my husband and I were in bed, I heard 
them again. 

"Honey, do you hear that?" I whispered to him.

"What? Oh, that! Sweetie, it's nasty to listen to the 
neighbors fuck," he reproached jokingly.

"I can't help it. Can you believe that?" I was referring 
to the rhythm, but he assumed that I meant that we could 
hear them.

"I'm sure they can hear us, too," he teased, rubbing 
himself against my back so that I could feel his 
erection. "Shall we give them something to listen to?"

I laughed and reached my hand down to grab him. "What? 
Do you like that? Does that turn you on?" I teased. "I 
guess it does turn you on," I continued, as I pulled on 
his dick playfully. "Sure, honey, let's fuck," I 
whispered suggestively.

He rolled towards me and began kissing my stomach, 
moving downward. His fingers softly caressed the hair, 
and his thumb brushed very lightly across my clit. I 
moaned loudly. 

The first movement of his tongue was a long, wet stroke. 
I shuddered and moaned, anticipating his continued licks 
and sucks. His tongue explored and probed, then 
stretched up into me. I gasped, my hands clenching the 
sheets. Again and again he stroked as I throbbed, 
finally locking his mouth against me in a delicious wet 
suck. 

I was so close that I could hardly breathe. "Unh, unh, 
unh," I panted and moaned, one syllable per breath. 
"Unh, unh, oh, oh, yes! Yes! Oh, God! Yes! YES! 
AAAAHHHHH!"

I'm pretty sure the neighbors heard that one.

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