Hi neighbor, are you up for sex?

I approached her, stepped into the shower cabin, and stood under the warm water that washed over me. Jadranka was arched, waiting for my cock in the full desire of her taut body. Her pussy was writhing like a beauty seeking vice. I thrust from behind into her tight pussy, from which juices flowed as if they wanted to play with me

 Three days ago, a new neighbor moved into the apartment next to mine. Short, blonde, skinny. In fact, a girl in her late twenties, of average appearance. Nice, but not attractive. At first glance, she seemed very withdrawn. At first glance. Let's say when we first met in the elevator.
 - Good day - I said.
 - Good day.
She was carrying grocery bags in her hand.
 - You are the new neighbor on the third.
 - Yes, I’m in the apartment next to yours.

 And that was our entire conversation, crammed into just a few sentences. However, one day I offered to help her carry some things from the car; we kept running into each other, it seemed her work ended just when mine did.

 - Well, okay - she said. - This jar is heavy and awkward for me to carry.
She shoved a rather large jar with some strange leaves into my hands. Since I’m not an agronomist, my layman's comment was that it was some kind of palm.
 - Banana - she said.
 - Do they thrive here?
 - This one surely won’t - she said. - It already froze once, so it doesn’t bear any fruit.
 - Can it go to seed? - I asked when she opened the building door for me.
 - That would be worth trying - she smiled.
 - I’m Ivan, by the way - I said.
 - Jadranka. I’m afraid I can’t shake your hand since you seem a bit busy with work.
 - Oh, how I wish my hands were full of some other things - I remarked, with a sly smile on my face.
 - Ha, anything is possible these days - she noted with her thin voice, and then I knew I had an open inflow into her harbor.

I just had to choose the right path and notice a free dock. When we reached our floor, Jadranka unlocked the door to her apartment.
 - Just say - I discreetly switched to the informal. - Where should I put the jar?
 - It can go here in the living room - she shouted while taking off her shoes. - And then come wash up in the bathroom.
 - I can wash my hands at my place, it’s no problem.
I set the jar down in a corner, closer to the sunlight, and surveyed the apartment. A copy of Van Gogh on the wall, some surrealistic landscape, and a pointillist tree. All posters, but beautiful and carefully chosen.
 - I wasn’t thinking about your hands - she said and approached me. She kissed me. - I’ll take a shower, and you can watch me.

At that moment, I forgot about fatigue, dirty hands, and hunger, mostly because my crotch friend forced me to do so.
I hadn’t even realized it, and Jadranka was already hopping around the apartment naked. Jeans, shirt, bra, panties, socks, everything lay on the floor. She giggled from the bathroom, turning on the shower, adjusting it to the most desirable warm-cold combination. How I needed a good, cold shower to come to my senses at that moment. Of course, I couldn’t get that in her apartment that afternoon, because something completely different was on the agenda, something hot and mind-blowing.

 - Do you like what you see? - she asked me.
 And who wouldn’t! Jadranka was soaping herself, caressing herself so gently and excitingly that I couldn’t have done better myself. She touched her soft nipples, rounded her small breasts, ran her hands over her little belly that shone in the dim light of the bathroom. I turned on the light to see her better and admired her play. She directed the stream of the shower on her pussy and wet her face. She looked like she was innocent, but I knew many had already gone through this game. She soaped her butt, her little fingers disappearing into the untrimmed bush of pubic hair or into her ass. I could no longer hold back, I took off my clothes and let my cock stretch in its full size in front of her. Jadranka licked her lips when she spotted it, but we silently agreed with our eyes to prolong the game a little longer. So I started pulling back my foreskin, while she was fucking herself with her fingers and the shower. We were pleasuring ourselves in front of each other, me trying not to cum, her doing just the opposite. The bathroom was wet, both from the water and our sweaty bodies. Jadranka soaped herself, then sat under the stream and spread her legs to expose her little kitty to me. Her big clitoris and swollen lips spread out before me like a source of the most beautiful treasure, a mine that needed to be dug to bear fruit. She played with herself and looked me in the eyes.

 - Are you enjoying this? - she asked me.
 - Of course - I said, gently pulling back my foreskin. - Absolutely.
 That was a moment or two before she climaxed, taking a breath with many lustful sighs and two or three short, incomprehensible words.
 - It’s your turn, Ivan - she said and stood up, turning to the wall in that narrow space. - Come in.

I approached her, stepped into the shower cabin, and stood under the warm water that washed over me. Jadranka was arched, waiting for my cock in the full desire of her taut body. Her pussy was writhing like a beauty seeking vice. I thrust from behind into her tight pussy, from which juices flowed as if they wanted to play with me. A strange sound erupted from her lungs, as if from afar the call of some strange bird was heard, a short chirp. I laughed, caressed her breasts, and entered a gentle thrusting rhythm.

 - Lift me up - she said.
I grabbed her by the thighs and gently lifted her so she could sit on my cock without much trouble. It was going beautifully and easily, wonderfully and magically. She was nesting on my cock and bouncing, writhing. I was going into her to the balls, drilling with the head like I was rummaging through that black mine I told you about. It was a rhythm of one-two, thrust, poke, jab, the beauty of the connection of my piece of meat and her cavity.

Then Jadranka stopped moving, turned around, knelt, and took me into her mouth. She sensed that my orgasm was approaching.
 - I want you to cum in my mouth - she said and returned it back into her small, neat mouth.

She was sucking me like a professional, a darling of all kinds of porn. I wondered how much I actually knew about her and how many porn movies she had watched in her life. But that was just a fleeting feeling, as in the next moment I was emptying myself on her face, from which the water then washed away the sperm. Every shot of mine that ended on her face flowed into the drain. I enjoyed like never before. And she wasn’t far behind.

 - Shall we go to the room so you can lick my pussy? - she said shortly after and turned off the water.
- Why not - I said and released the last drop of sperm on her breasts.

She licked the tip and stroked it two or three times, just for fun, and then led me to her bedroom. What happened next, I think you can guess for yourself. But with this story, I just wanted you to know how you should pay attention to every neighbor living in the apartment or house next to you. Because you never know what might happen between you. Absolutely never.