It was late Saturday night when I first saw my new neighbor open the door to his apartment. I had recently moved into a new apartment complex and it looked like it was mostly home to older people and married couples with young children. It was undoubtedly a change from my previous place, where regular parties was nothing strange, and where strangers regularly engaged in shady activities in our dimly lit hallways. In fact, it was also the only thing I longed for, because I had grown up there and fell in love with this alternative lifestyle.
I enjoyed this some sort of fun, and I always wanted and was able to find a willing sex partner. What I liked best was the young men who were proud of their sexual desire and had a firm, sleek body. The arrogance of their youth was so arousing that I could forever listen to their stories of all the charming women they could get in bed, their memories of having sex with strangers they met at the bar, and their “knowledge” of how to lead women to screaming orgasms. But my favorite part was that I “broke” them between the sheets, leaving a permanent scar on their sensitive, immature minds.
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The moment I saw him, I knew he would be next. He was close to his 30s, with dark hair, dark eyes and striking facial features. Dressed in a black suit, he looked as if he had just returned from a prestigious city club. After the cunning glance that was clearly given to me, it immediately became clear that he was aware of how attractive he was. My new neighbor was a young man who had probably been with hundreds of girls competing for his attention and gossiping about how lucky they had been to sleep with him. I watched my neighbor turn the key and enter his apartment while a seemingly quiet sensuality vibrated around him.
We met from time to time in the lobby, exchanged short conversations, and unknowingly learned more and more about each other. No wonder he had the same personality as everyone who look like him – delightful arrogance, witty jokes to which I didn’t know how to react – laugh or feel insulted. In a word – a complete jerk – but I couldn’t take my eyes off him. A harmless mix of intelligence and passion made this person perfect and intriguing and it somehow explained why so many women lost their minds over him. He was a complete “hate-fuck.” The guy that every woman wants to ignore because of his shamelessness and selfishness, but deep down they pray that he would use them only for his pleasure.
I indulged in cunning flirting with him, making sure he knew I wasn’t going to be a good girl, and I wasn’t going to let him slip through my fingers. In the meantime, I could only dream of his firm, youthful body, scratch marks from my nails on his skin and crave his dick… It would really be a beautiful game. A well-known game. Fucking this handsome young men to prove something.
***
It wasn’t long before all thoughts became a reality, and I was at his door. He called me in, poured me a few drinks, and tried to start a conversation. But we both knew the real reason I was there….
I grabbed his hands, forced them on myself, and kissed him. I didn’t waste time opening buttons on his shirt one by one – I tore it off and it slipped off his shoulders. My tongue moved chaotically in his mouth and I moved my hands down to open his pants. His penis pressed out of his jeans, and I suddenly got down on my knees, desperately wanting it in my mouth. I couldn’t wait to taste it! My tongue slid gently over the tip of his penis, collecting the first sweet drops.
He tilted his head back and sighed as I took more and more his penis between my lips. Holding on to the wall, his thrusts became faster and faster until he began to poke my mouth as deep as he could. He grabbed my hair in his fists, my saliva began to flow over his testicles. Stretching back to lick the flowing stream, I wrapped my tongue around the base of his dick. The moment I knew he was ready to explode, I moistened my finger and slipped it deep into his anus. He moaned, I took his cock back in my mouth and let him fuck my face. Between the hug of his tight ass and the thrusts of his cock in my throat, all I could think about was how beautiful he was and how much I wanted him in me.
I pushed him away from me and asked if he was ready for a good fuck. He didn’t waste time giving me an answer – my neighbor took off my shirt and bra, then wrapped his arms around my chest, squeezing them tightly. He licked my breasts like a mad man while his other hand opened my pants. In one slight move all our clothes were dropped on the floor and he pushed me onto his bed. His harshness excited me, and I felt the heat from his body as his hands gripped my shoulders.
Our eyes closed, he grabbed my neck with his teeth and let his fingertips find my clitoris, stroking it and making it burn. He then put two fingers in my wet pussy. He fucked me with his fingers until my knees felt weak and I begged him to stop. It seemed like hours of enjoyable torture until he finally stopped….
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He ordered me to stand on all fours and was about to enter me, rubbing his thing against my dripping, wet pussy. I moaned as he tortured me by entering my sore opening with only his tip. And then, without warning, he introduced me with all of his youthful cock.
I tilted my head forward, but he pulled it back, holding me by my hair and continuing to fuck deeper and deeper. He continued to fuck me, harder and faster, until I could no longer catch my breath. I moaned in unison with his thrusts, which quickly led me to orgasm. When I felt like I couldn’t take it anymore, he took his friend out of my crotch and shoved it deep into my ass. I leaned forward and his testicles hit my butt cheeks painfully. And then I suddenly felt scratches on my naked body.
Did it really happen? Did this young man really fuck me, as I had done it with everyone else? While playing this fiery game of sex and pain, the roles were changed and he continued to fuck me without any mercy. And I adored it! He continued to poke my butt and I felt sweat dripping on my back as well as the way his thing stretched the width of my hole. A few deep and painful thrusts led me to ecstasy, and at the same time he finished, filling me with his hot cum. I collapsed on the bed, enjoying the last waves of the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced. I felt his heavy breath on my skin and the way he slowly pulled his cock out of my buttocks and allowed the sweet liquid to drip between my thighs.
***
He ran his tongue over my trembling flesh and massaged his now slack penis into his arm. I could barely move, my body burned and tingled from head to toe. As he leaned away from me, I got up and caught him looking at me with an evil grin on his face. My neighbor quickly grabbed my wrists and, holding them together behind my back, asked if this was what I was expecting? “Of course i was!” I thought to myself, getting out of bed and collecting my clothes. I quickly got dressed and went to the exit.