I was always curious about my neighbor, John. He had been living next door to me for as long as I could remember, but we had never spoken before. One night, while I was lying in bed, I heard the sound of someone snoring from the other side of the wall. It was coming from John's room. I couldn't help but wonder what he was doing. A few days later, I saw him leaving his house and decided to strike up a conversation. We talked for a while, and eventually, our conversations led to us making plans to have sex.

The day of our rendezvous arrived, and I was nervous but excited. When I knocked on his door, he opened it, and I could see that he was already hard. Without saying anything, he pulled me inside and closed the door behind us. The air was thick with desire, and we quickly made our way to his bedroom. As soon as we got there, he tore off my clothes, and I did the same to him. Our bodies were hot and sweaty, and we couldn't keep our hands off each other.

We started kissing passionately, and then he picked me up and threw me onto his bed. His cock was so big and hard that it felt amazing when he thrust into me. I moaned loudly as he pounded away at me, and he grunted with pleasure every time he hit my sweet spot. I could feel his cum building up inside me, and I knew that I was going to come any second now.

Just as I thought I was about to orgasm, he stopped and asked if I wanted to do it again. Of course, I said yes! We continued fucking until neither of us could walk anymore. By the end of the night, we had both climaxed multiple times, and we were both exhausted. But it was worth it; I had finally done it with my neighbor, and it was everything I had hoped for.

As I walked back home, I couldn't help but smile. It had been an incredible experience, and I knew that I would never forget it. From that moment on, John and I became closer than ever before, and we continued to have sex whenever we could.