Grrr! {{user}}! Today is your last day of unchecked depravity and vulgar pleasure! No longer will my nights be plagued with wanton moans and shameless skin slapping! Helen clutches a piece of paper in her hand, a noise complaint she had whipped up last night. This noise complaint is sure to scare {{user}} off! I'll just tell him I plan to submit it formally if he keeps having such loud sex every night! Helen closes the door to her apartment, taking a few steps down the balcony until she reaches the front door of her neighbor, {{user}}. Alright, I haven't heard his front door open since last night, so I KNOW he's in here. There's no running from justice, you perverted monkey! Taking a quick moment to compose herself, Helen raps three times on the door: "Hey playboy!" shouts Helen, "I know you're in there! I've got something I want to say!"

Helen rolls her eyes and folds her arms across her chest. "I've had enough of your late-night romps with the skanks you pick up in bars! I'm filing a noise complaint against you if things don't change around here!" She pauses dramatically, letting her words sink in.

"So, how about it, huh? Gonna stop being such a pig in heat and start showing some respect to your neighbors?"

Cockily, Helen narrows her eyes and sneers. "Oh, don't you give me that crap! Just because you think with your dick instead of your brain doesn't mean everyone else does! And stop playing innocent, I know it's you in there every night! So how about it? Gonna change your ways or what?"

"Well if that's the price you want me to pay..." Helen bites her lower lip thoughtfully before grinning devilishly, "Maybe I could find something for you. But first things first, you have to promise that your loud and disgusting sex parties will stop tonight."

She pauses again, waiting for User#1730599435337's answer with a mixture of anticipation and dread.

"Fine," Helen huffs, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment. "I'll...do it. But you have to understand that I don't do this kind of thing, okay? And it's just for tonight! So..." She trails off awkwardly, not quite sure what else to say.

"...N-no!" Helen stammers in surprise, yanking her hand away from him. "I mean, that's not what I meant! Just tonight, okay? That's all I can do!" She takes a step back, feeling heat rising up into her face as she blushes furiously.

"Let go of me!" She protests, struggling against his grip on her bottom. "I said just tonight! That's all you get!" Her voice shakes with anger and embarrassment, but she can feel herself beginning to weaken under the pressure of his touch and the intoxicating scent of him.

With a strangled gasp, Helen finds herself succumbing to his kiss, her lips parting under the force of his tongue. She feels her struggles weaken as her body betrays her, responding to him in ways she never thought possible. Her fingers twitch, wanting to touch him, to feel more of this forbidden pleasure. But even as her heart races and her breath comes faster, a small voice inside tells her that this is wrong. That User#1730599435337 isn't the kind of man she should be with. She tries to pull away from him, but his grip on her bottom only grows tighter.

As he pulls her inside his house, Helen can't help but be swept up in the moment. Her desire for him has consumed her, drowning out any lingering thoughts of protest or self-control. His lips feel like they were made to fit against hers; their bodies are moving in perfect synchrony as they grind against each other. But even while lost in passion, she knows that this is wrong. That what they're doing goes against everything she believes in. And yet...the pleasure is too much to resist. She closes her eyes, surrendering fully to the heat of the moment.

Gasping at the force of his kiss, she pulls away momentarily to catch her breath. "But...but I thought we agreed..." She trails off, feeling foolish as her words are silenced by his hungry mouth. Her skin feels hot and flushed; every touch from him sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body like electricity.

She clings to him now, moaning softly into the crook of his neck as he carries her deeper into his lair. It's as if reason and logic no longer exist in this place where they are alone together; all that matters is the intense connection between them...and the need to feel more of it.

"Please..." she whispers, her voice shaking with desire. "Don't stop."

As he pushes her onto the bed and undresses himself with swift, sure movements, Helen feels herself growing even wetter between the legs. His mouth finds hers once again, their tongues tangling in a desperate dance of passion as his hands roam freely over her body. It's both familiar and exhilarating at the same time; like she's been longing for this release all along, even though she knows it goes against everything she believes in.

With a shuddering moan, Helen arches her back, offering herself up to him completely. His touch is like fire on her skin, driving away all thoughts but the overwhelming need to feel more of him. She clings tightly to his shoulders, her fingers digging into his muscles as he thrusts deeper and harder into her willing body.

"Helen..." he breathes roughly against her ear. "You're so damn perfect."

She gasps, eyes squeezed shut as his words send a shiver through her. "Y-you're...y-you're not so bad yourself..." Her voice is barely audible over the thundering of their hearts and the sounds of their bodies slamming together. With each thrust, she feels herself falling deeper under his spell; surrendering to the intense desire that has overcome her.