Neighbor Sister

Across from my apartment building lives a mother and son. The mother looks to be in her early thirties, and from her voice, she seems to be from Northeast China. She's quite tall, at least 170cm, and fairly attractive, on the plump side. She lives alone with her son. Since I moved across the hall from her, I haven't seen any men come by. When we bump into each other in the elevator, they barely greet each other, just nod and smile at most. Sometimes after my wife and I have sex, we talk about her. I wonder how she takes care of her needs. We've lived across the hall for four or five years without any interaction, and I never imagined anything would happen, but it did.

The story begins like this: the light in the hallway had been broken for a long time, and I was too lazy to fix it. The mother and son across the hall probably wouldn't bother either, and with Chinese New Year approaching, the hallway was dark and looked rather unappealing. The night before, I bought a light bulb to replace it the next morning. I slept in until about 10:30, thinking no one would be around, and went out in my pajamas with a ladder to change the light. I'd just finished when the wind blew my door shut! Oh no! My wife had already taken our son to his grandparents' house that morning, and I was now only wearing my pajamas, no underwear, no keys, no phone, no money—if I went out like this, the security guards would think I was crazy and arrest me. I stood there holding the ladder, completely bewildered. It was winter, and I was freezing. About ten minutes later, the elevator opened, and the woman across the hall came out carrying a lot of groceries, probably from grocery shopping. She stared at me like I was a monster. I couldn't stand the cold any longer, so I had to swallow my pride and say:

"Hello, I locked myself in the house and didn't bring my phone or anything. Could I borrow your phone to call my wife and ask her to come back and open the door?" She laughed and asked, "Want to change a light?" I could only nod. She put down the groceries, took out her keys from her pocket, and opened the door. "My phone is charging. Come in and use the landline. You'll get sick if you stay out here in the cold." I thought about it and agreed, so I followed her inside and helped her carry the groceries in. She told me to put them in the kitchen, and when I came out to sit down, she poured me a cup of tea. I used her landline to call my wife. She said she was far away and would probably be back in about an hour. She asked if I was cold, and I said there was heating here, so it was okay. She joked with me, telling me to behave myself and not to have any designs on other people. I said, "Of course I will! I'll definitely keep my little brother in check." The neighbor probably overheard something and seemed a little awkward. I also felt quite embarrassed, so I made small talk, asking about my child's grade and how their studies were going. But we ran out of things to say after a while, so I looked around for something to do. I saw a bunch of light bulbs on his coffee table and asked, "Are you changing lights too?" She said yes, "It's really hard to do these things without a man in the house." Luckily, my ladder was still in the hallway, so I went out to get it and brought it back, saying I'd change them for her while I was at it. She said, "Sure, I'll hold the ladder for you." I climbed up, and she was below, holding the ladder with one hand and handing me the light bulbs with the other. After changing only a couple, I realized something was wrong with her; her face was flushed. Then I remembered I wasn't wearing anything under my bathrobe, and she must have seen everything while holding the ladder. I quickly jumped down, but I lost my balance in my slippers, twisted my ankle in the ladder, and started grabbing around haphazardly. Just then, she instinctively came to steady me, and before I knew it, my hand had moved from her shoulder to her chest. My face turned white, and I quickly apologized, saying, "I'm so sorry."

She calmed down and said, "It's okay, did you sprain your ankle?" I was in a terrible state, standing on one leg with the other tucked into the ladder, my pajamas wide open, my bare bottom and genitals completely exposed. She helped me remove my leg from the ladder, then stood by the door, blushing and avoiding my gaze. I stood up and said, "I'll wait outside." She leaned against the door and whispered, "No need, it's cold outside, you should stay inside." Hearing this, it would be rude of me to pretend I didn't know, so I instinctively put my arm around her waist. She giggled and said, "What are you doing? What are you doing?" She pushed against my chest with both hands, but I pulled her into my arms and said, "Just do this," and then kissed her. She struggled for a moment, then gave up and kissed me back very hard, making my tongue hurt.

I had my right arm around her waist, and my left hand slipped under her sweater, grabbing her breasts through her bra. They were huge, too big for one hand to hold, though they were soft and not very bouncy. My hand, still around her waist, moved down to her jeans and squeezed her buttocks, while my mouth continued its playful interaction with her tongue. She started breathing heavily and reached for my penis. I pushed her away with my arm, and she opened her eyes, asking, "What? Why won't you let me touch you?" I said, "If you want to touch, we'll touch each other. You're all dressed up, it'll be you touching me, and I can't touch you properly." She pulled off her sweater, then her t-shirt, revealing two large mounds of flesh inside her bra, looking like they were about to burst out, with a deep cleavage in the middle—heaven knows how tempting that was. My penis instantly hardened. I pulled down her jeans, revealing she was wearing black underwear. Her lower body was bulging, looking very plump. Her pubic hair was definitely unkempt, with several strands peeking out from the side of her panties. We huddled together on her sofa. I reached into her panties, grabbed her vulva, and dug down with my middle finger. Her vulva was already soaking wet, with lots of vaginal fluid flowing out. I laughed and asked her why she was so wet. She didn't answer, but kissed my mouth again, grabbing my penis with one hand and stroking it up and down a couple of times, saying, "Why is it so big?" I said, "Isn't big good? Big ones are better for you." She lifted her buttocks and pulled her panties down to one side, hanging them on her other knee, saying, "Then hurry up and do it, your wife will be back soon."

I laid her on her back on the sofa, lifted one of her legs, and she eagerly grabbed my penis and tried to shove it into her vagina. I told her to wait, to get the head of my penis completely wet before going in. She held her thigh with one hand and used two fingers of the other to spread her vagina open so I could rub my penis against it. After a few rubs, she started moaning, whimpering, "Fuck me, fuck me." I inserted my penis, and because she was so wet, it went in all the way in in one go. Her insides were burning hot, and I almost ejaculated right then and there. I asked her why it was so hot. She said she didn't know, how hot? I was too busy answering her to keep up and started thrusting. As we were doing it, she propped herself up and asked me to bite her nipples. I pushed her bra down, and her breasts popped out of the bra. Because of the bra support, they didn't sag. The two round mounds swayed in front of me. Her skin was very white and smooth, but her nipples were a bit dark and not very pretty. I opened my mouth and took them in. She asked me to bite her. I was afraid of hurting her, so I just nibbled at her with my teeth. After a couple of nibbles, I noticed that her vagina would twitch. At first, she bit her lip and hummed, but then she couldn't help but moan. Then she took a cushion and bit it to suppress her moans. I told her that if she wanted to moan, she should just moan. Why was she holding it in? She said she was afraid that if she moaned too loudly, the neighbors would hear.

I let her have her way and fucked her hard for over 20 minutes. Her lower abdomen started to cramp, her eyes rolled back, and she bit the mat, screaming at the top of her lungs like a tigress in heat. I stopped and said I couldn't take it anymore, I was going to cum, should I cum outside? She lifted her buttocks and kept thrusting, saying, "Don't stop, don't stop, cum inside, cum inside." I couldn't hold back either. I grabbed her waist with both hands, and after a round of rapid thrusting, I shoved my penis into her vagina and ejaculated inside her. She went limp and wanted me to lie on top of her, saying she loved the feeling of being on top of someone after we were done. So I pounced on her. Because she was quite voluptuous, I couldn't feel any bones pressing against me; it just felt soft and comfortable. We held each other like that for about five minutes. My penis went limp and was slowly squeezed out by her vagina. She laughed and got up, one hand on her vagina and the other on her chest, and ran into the bathroom to get some toilet paper to wipe myself. I was exhausted and leaned against the sofa. She brought some toilet paper from the bathroom and carefully wiped my penis clean, telling me she hadn't felt this good in years. I asked her how she usually took care of herself, but she blushed and wouldn't tell me. I checked the time; my wife would be home soon. I told her to get dressed and clean up the mess so my wife wouldn't notice anything amiss. Then I opened the door, carried the ladder back to the hallway, went back to her apartment, turned on the TV, and started watching. A few minutes later, my wife came out of the elevator, greeted me, and was pretending to pick vegetables in the kitchen. We'd secretly had a meal together without her noticing.

This was my first time posting online. My neighbor and I later developed a relationship, and there's a reason why it was so easy for me to do this. If you like reading, I'll post many more stories from later on.

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