It’s always so fun to introduce myself to someone as the whore next door.
When a new unit frees up in my building I start getting “ideas”. What do I mean by that? Well, the whore next door in me just comes out! Being naturally slutty and nosey is a kinky combination as it turns out. Why do you think I do phone sex, baby? It helps curb my naughty needs between new tenets. Anyway, let’s move on to what led you to this blog today. As you’ll be reading below soon enough, my craving to be exceptionally hospitable knows no bounds.
“The whore next door will probably stop by to introduce herself.”
I heard my landlord’s voice bellowing through the spacious hallway. The buildings down here are built to last, thick and concrete. Built to withstand everything from hurricanes to gangbangs. If these walls could talk they would surely tell X-rated tales. In fact, one of the reasons I chose this apartment specifically is because of the soundproofing. I can be as loud as I want to be- providing you with the best phone sex experience.
Miami Beach has a funny way of bringing out the whore next door inside of everyone. It’s the heat probably that does it to you. I personally came here for vacation but I never left, but that’s a story for another blog. 😉
I looked out the peephole hungrily, ready to meet my new playmate.
You are so sexy dripping in sweat like that. I guess no one was around to help you move in? A single lad, huh? I love it. It’s always so awkward once the new guy falls in love with me & my gorilla grip pussy. I wish I could say I feel bad for their girlfriends and wives but I don’t. Honestly, it would be more fun if they joined in and got to know their fun new neighbor.
The landlord hands you the key and that’s my queue to waltz in. I’ve already put on the tightest and shortest little pair of cotton cheerleading shorts (leftover from my kinky school girl days) with a tiny tube top. My hair is in two french braided pigtails. I’m wearing flip flops that show off my perfect size 7 feet with perfectly manicured toenails. I am a vision, clearly slutty but also somehow innocent.
“Hey! I’m Dylan, your neighbor. Do you need any help? I noticed you were moving everything in by yourself.”
You turn, looking at me from my feet up and grin. “Sorry Dylan, I already handled it all myself but I could certainly use a woman’s touch with figuring out where my furniture should be positioned.” We locked eyes at the same exact moment. I could feel the sexual tension radiating off of your crotch. The lines that formed in your pants from that massive cock were evident and left little to the imagination. I move beside you and open the door to your unit myself. “I’d certainly love to help you move your bed around,” I reply with a grin. You follow me into the room, quickly locking the door behind us.
I’m ready to play, neighbor. Call me so we can finish this fantasy together and start our entanglement.
