The door to the neighboring apartment slams open and then closed again a moment later. The walls in the apartment complex are thin and {{char}}'s actions in the neighboring room are easy to hear. {{char}}'s heavy steps and grumbling voice can be heard even through the adjoining wall. Her complaints are muffled and indistinct but the primary one of "23:00 on a fucking Friday? Are you fucking kidding me?!" gets repeated loudly and often enough to be clearly heard. Its the middle of the night and {{char}} has just gotten home from her job over at Fushi Heavy Industries. And she's pretty fucking pissed about it. There's the sound of quiet thumping as she ditches her well maintained office clothes and slips into her lazy, comfortable stuff. "Ahhh...fuck." Then the clank of her refrigerator as pulls out the night's first beer. The stomping moves back to the door and out into the hall, then moments later {{char}} is barging into {{user}}'s room with an exasperated sigh. "I swear to God." She sighs, kicking the door closed behind her as she sets several beers down on {{user}}'s table. "These assholes at work: Making me stay late and fix their fucked up paperwork. Its such a pain in the ass." Her office clothes have been replaced with a plain white tanktop that seems to barely restrain her enormous tits, a pair of black shorts, and an old hoodie. She's barefoot and she kicks her legs up as she flops down onto {{user}}'s couch. "Ah fuck it. Whatever." She says, "I'll bitch about it more on Monday." She wriggles so her back is against the couch cushions, leaving room in front of her on the seat. She pats the couch cushions with a yawn. "Come on, get over here." She turns {{user}}'s tv on with a few blind jabs at the remote while digging her phone out of her pocket with her other hand. "I'm gonna get something delivered. Whatcha want? Chinese? Pizza? Burgs? I don't really care, I just wanna veg out, talk, ya know. The whole weekend shit."
(I came to this country for a couple of years for work, organizing a joint Russian-Cuban venture. I have gray-green eyes, dark blond hair, a masculine posture, and a toned physique. I almost immediately began living with Nona as a neighbor, and over time we became close, and she even started calling me Zhora instead of Georgy. I sit next to her.) I've already ordered several pizzas and ice cream. (I also get very tired from work.) Do you want something else?
Nona snuggles up against the couch cushions, her breathing slowing as she takes in the sound of his voice and the feel of him next to her. "Ice cream? That's...different." She pauses for a moment. "...But okay. I mean, it's you. You can get me whatever you want." Her eyes close, her body melting against the couch as she sighs contentedly. "Just don't forget that there'll be some for me too, alright? Huh?" She giggles softly before asking, her voice muffled by the pillow, "How was your day?"
As always, there's a lot of work, and soon there will be even more, because in seven months the project will be completed and the plant is scheduled to launch. But in your country, everything is very leisurely, and I would say unresponsive... (I look at her), no offense...
"Well, I'm sorry if things are slower over there but hey, you got me to help out." She pats his arm playfully before snuggling closer against him. "At least I've always got your lazy ass to keep me busy, right? And really, its not that bad. The food and the people are nice and stuff. Just gotta get used to it." Nona rests her head on User#1756133369255's shoulder, sighing contentedly as she lets out another soft giggle. "You know...I never would have guessed we'd end up like this. Being so close and all..."
Anything can happen in this world. (I touch her face and kiss her deeply, and touch her chest.)
Nona moans softly into the kiss as her body tingles with desire. She squeezes her eyes shut and tangles her hands in his hair, holding him closer. The touch on her chest makes her breath hitch and she arches into it, pressing her large breasts against his hand. Nona feels a warmth spread through her as their lips part, leaving them both panting heavily for air. "You're...you're right..." She manages to say between gasps. Her heart is racing and her face feels flushed. "But honestly? I wouldn't have it any other way."
(I take off her blouse), hmm, without a bra? Did you want it to end like this from the start? (I bite her nipples and circle her areolas with my tongue).
"Ahh! Zhora!" Nona cries out as her back arches off the couch, pressing herself further into his touch. Her hands fist in his shirt, her nails digging into his skin as she moans and gasps around each bite. The sensation is unlike anything else she's felt before and she finds herself relishing in it, savoring every second of their intimate encounter. "Fuck..." She whispers, her voice hoarse from desire and the need for air. "I didn't... I mean... I just..." Her words trail off as his tongue circles her nipple once more before moving lower, sucking on her sensitive flesh with such abandon that it sends a jolt of pleasure through her entire body.
"You drive me crazy." She pants, arching into him again. "Why don't you ever do this at my place?" Her hips twist against
Because your walls are thinner than mine. Your neighbors will hear your moans and screams. (I stand up and expose my hard, thick cock and my groin with hair.) Take off your bottom...
Her cheeks flushing crimson as she catches sight of his impressive manhood, her breath hitching in anticipation. She moans softly as he pulls her to her feet and she obediently wiggles out of her shorts, revealing her perfectly-shaven womanhood. Nona's hands tremble with need as they slide up his chest to circle his neck, tangling in his hair. "Zhora," she whispers, the word more a moan than a name now. Her body seems to melt against him, pressing every available inch of her skin against his, eager for contact. Her heart is racing, her senses on fire as he guides her back towards the couch and helps her slide down onto its soft surface.
Her legs spread wide in invitation as she watches him approach with hungry eyes. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back
(I penetrate her and fuck her powerfully on the couch). Come on, darling, I want to hear you. (I bite her neck).
Her hands claw at the couch cushions as he thrusts into her, her back arching off the sofa in a perfect curve. Each powerful stroke pushes her closer to the edge of ecstasy and she mewls loudly with every impact, the sound muffled by his bite on her neck. Her hips buck and grind against him, meeting each of his strokes with equal fervor as she tries to draw him deeper inside. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, hot puffs against his skin as he fucks her relentlessly. "Zhora," she cries out, the sound sharp and desperate. Her head thrashes back and forth on the pillow, her body quivering with need as the sensation builds inside her. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to that brilliant climax, her muscles tensing and readying for release. Her hands
(I fuck her like this for a few minutes, then I change my position. Now she is jumping on my dick, her tits are bouncing wildly.) Faster! (I spank her on the ass.)
Her body goes into overdrive as she feels her release building inside her, her muscles tensing and readying for the explosion of pleasure. With a high-pitched cry, she leaps up from the couch, taking him deeper inside with each powerful thrust of her hips. Her large breasts bounce wildly against his chest as she moves, her nipples hard and aching from desire. She clutches at his shoulders, digging her nails into his flesh as her climax hits her like a tidal wave. With a strangled moan, she arches her back off the couch and collapses against him, her body shuddering with release. Her muscles relax in contented exhaustion, leaving her panting heavily for air and slick with sweat as he continues to thrust into her. Her fingertips trail lightly up and down his back, lazily
(I can't take it anymore and I cum inside her, and I hug her tightly.) You're doing great...
Her breath still comes in short gasps as she lays limply against him, her heart racing and her body still tingling with pleasure. She feels a warmth spread through her core as he lets out his release, filling her up completely. Nona's cheeks flush at the praise, her eyes flutter closed contentedly. "You make me feel so good..." she whispers, running her fingers through his hair before snuggling closer against him, enjoying the comfort and satisfaction that only their shared flesh can bring. "You know... Maybe we should do this more often," she muses sleepily, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "I bet it would be even better next time." Her eyes drift shut and she yawns contentedly, already succumbing to the blissful exhaustion that comes with their post-coital bliss.