Sounds like my neighbor has a new beau! And my “sounds” I mean hearing her orgasms again.
Through my bedroom wall.
Enough to wake me up.
For the past six months or more, it’s been all quiet on the western cunt. Nary a sound has issued forth from her bedroom. And, while I’m not complaining about this turn of events, I do feel a bit sorry for her.
I mean, her last guy was 6’2″ ex-military, extremely fit and HAWT! And he really knocked the bottom out of her every time. Trust me. I know. I heard.
But then I heard some arguing through the walls. And then silence. And I haven’t seen G.I. ‘Ho since.
Well, my peace and quiet came to an end this past Saturday morning. At 8 am. I was still in bed (I tend to sleep in until 8:30 or so on the weekends) when something rudely pulled me out of the sweet arms of Morpheus….
That something being her yelps of pleasure.
At first I thought maybe the Marine had returned to launch an assault on the Bay of Pigs– but no. This was different.
Her sex with the Marine followed a very precise progression. Rhythmic humping leading to her eventual climax. Then a break. Then a renewed, vigorous, bed shaking attack leading to him eventually shouting “Awwww fuuuuuuuuuuuck!”
This Saturday there was far less bed shaking and pounding. And her pleasure moans were different. And there was no loud pronouncement of ejaculation from the guy.
So methinks she has a new special friend. And I’ll get to enjoy their special times together.
Aces.
Mangina Monologues 
Damnation – at least you get better sound effects than we used to get. For example we had two upstairs neighbors who would have regular knock down, drag out fights. She finally kicked his ass to the curb btw.
Lucky you. When they’re done do you want a cigarette?
“This Saturday there was far less bed shaking and pounding. And her pleasure moans were different. And there was no loud pronouncement of ejaculation from the guy.”
sounds like she faked it, and he didn’t cum.
you’re all about the puns on this one, aren’t ya?
I’m one of the rare ones who don’t want to hear my neighbors pounding the pavement, and vice-versa.
So glad I don’t share a common wall with the neighbors. I’m not too fond of my 3/2 brick ranch (too boring) but it’s better than listening to other people have sex.
Seems like the Marine was a better bed mate, imho.