Next Door Nessa

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The apartment building was old. The hallway was narrow and dimly lit with dingy walls and a cracked tile floor. Most of the doors were tightly shut, and the only sound was the occasional creak of a floorboard from behind one of them.

Nessa rushed up the stairs, trying to catch her breath. She had just said goodbye to her husband, Chaim, in the lobby, and she felt a bit out of sorts. She had wished him a good day at work and reminded him not to forget their anniversary next week. She was feeling sentimental and hoped that he could sense it. But as she ran back up to their apartment, she couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed.

Aaron, a neighbor from down the hallway, walked down the hall as he heard footsteps coming towards him from around the corner. He tried stopping, but Nessa crashed into him, sending him tumbling to the ground. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry," she said, panting heavily as she unceremoniously blushed. "I was just running up the stairs."

"It's okay," he replied as he smiled at her. "It happens sometimes; I'm none the worse for wear, you ok?"

Yes, I'm fine," Nessa replied, still breathless and feeling a bit embarrassed. It wasn't often that she bumped into someone, and it definitely didn't help that it was a man, and an unrelated one at that. Aaron stood up, unthinkingly holding out a hand to help her up as well. Nessa looked around to see if anyone was looking and hesitated for a moment before taking it. She felt a slight tingle as their hands touched.

"Oh, I'm so sorry about that," Aaron gasped. He looked downward out of shame but couldn't help freezing for a moment at seeing the zipper of her sweatshirt, which Nessa had accidentally left more open than usual in her rush to give her husband lunch. Nessa was taken aback by his gaze, feeling a mix of embarrassment and attraction. She didn't know what to say, so she simply nodded and smiled awkwardly.

As they parted ways, Nessa couldn't help but feel drawn to Aaron. She wondered what it would be like to talk to him more and get to know him better. But she knew that such a thing was impossible, given the strict rules of their community.

She continued up the stairs, feeling a bit flustered and unsure of herself. She went into her apartment and began reading a book to distract herself, but images of Aaron lifting her up off the floor kept flashing through her mind. She put the book down and sat for a moment, thinking of the feeling that had coursed through her body when their fingers touched.

She suddenly startled, realizing that she was touching her pants and rubbing the little nub she had down there. She felt ashamed for a second, but the feeling overwhelmed her, and she decided to give in. She began rubbing harder because it felt so good. In her mind, Aaron was the one touching her, and he was on her couch doing it. Suddenly, she felt this strange, strong quivering from inside her. Her insides contracted, and she felt this immense wave of pleasure, one that she had never really felt with Chaim. She stood up, breathless and shaking. She looked at herself in the mirror, slightly disheveled and flushed, and felt a strong mix of guilt and desire. She closed her eyes and imagined kissing Aaron. Her mouth was moving against his, and she could taste his lips on hers. It felt so good. In her mind, she kissed him again and again, and as she touched herself more, she started imagining Aaron doing absolutely wicked things to her.

When Chaim came home, he found his wife sitting on the couch, exhausted and looking flush. He sat down next to her and asked. "Are you all right, Ness? Should I fix you some tea?"

"No," Nessa replied, "Just a long day," and tried to pretend that she hadn't just thought about how much she wanted to be on top of their neighbor while he was fucking her. She turned toward her husband and leaned on his shoulder. "Just a long day. Let's have dinner."

The next morning, Nessa saw Aaron in the lobby, helping his wife, Rachel, drag a suitcase. "Where are you going Rachel?" Nessa asked.

London," Rachel replied. "My mother fell and broke her hip. She lives alone, and she asked me to come to her for a week or so, so that I could help her a little until my sisters come home from camp."

Nessa couldn't help but notice how fit and muscular Aaron was without his long suit on. She couldn't help but imagine those arms sliding down her body and pleasuring her, caressing her breasts as they navigated lower and lower to her stomach, and then...

"Nessa, are you okay?" Rachel asked. "You seem to have spaced out for a second."

It's nothing; I'm just tired," Nessa said. "Have a safe trip."

She watched as Aaron waved goodbye and turned back toward the building. She followed him up the stairs, suddenly emboldened.

She caught up to him at the door to his apartment. "It's really nice of you to allow your wife to leave for a full week." Nessa commented, leaning on the wall near the door. "She's lucky to have such a supportive husband."

Aaron looked at her with surprise. He had never thought of himself as particularly supportive, but he supposed that helping his wife carry luggage qualified.

"Thanks," he said simply. "It's just what you do in a marriage."

Nessa nodded understandingly, feeling herself blush once again at the mention of marriage. She had been married for a few years, but she couldn't help feeling jealous of Rachel and Aaron's seemingly close relationship.

"Maybe we could have coffee or something sometime," Nessa suggested shyly. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was invading Aaron's privacy by being here, but at the same time, there was something about him that made her bold.

As Aaron started closing the door, Nessa quickly slipped in behind him. Aaron was shocked and started stammering.

Nessa quickly shut him up and said, "Listen, ever since we bumped into each other, I've wanted you. I know it's wrong, but I want to feel you. I want you to have sex with me. No strings attached, just a hard, steamy fling. I want your mouth on my pussycat. I want you to make me explode. My husband is at work, your wife is gone, and no one is here to stop us. I want this so badly; I promise, no regrets."

Aaron couldn't believe what he was hearing. He had never expected anything like this to happen, but at the same time, there was a part of him that felt incredibly aroused by Nessa's proposal.

"I don't know," he stuttered, unable to wrap his head around everything that was happening.

Nessa didn't give him a chance to think. She pushed him onto the kitchen chair that was right there, jumped onto his lap, and started kissing him. He hesitated but kissed back, their mouths exploring each other with wanton need.

After what felt like an eternity, Nessa stopped, breathing heavily, her face flushed, and her hair askew. "You want it too, Aaron; you know it. Touch me, take me." She whispered, her voice hitching along with her breath. He knew he should stop her, that this was wrong on so many levels, but the heat in his belly and the desperation on Nessa's face made it impossible for him to resist any longer.

With shaky hands, Aaron began undoing the buttons of Nessa's blouse as she fumbled with the clasp at the front of his pants. They both worked furiously as their tongues wrestled madly, rocking against each other like wild animals locked in an urgent embrace.

Nessa moaned into Aaron's mouth as he slipped a hand underneath her skirt and touched her bare flesh beneath silky pants damp with anticipation. She reached down to unfasten his belt, her fingers shaking with excitement as she finally got a glimpse of his bulging crotch trapped underneath his boxers.

Aaron's hands moved lower, tracing the contours of Nessa's hips and thighs before finding their way back up to grasp her breasts through her blouse. She whimpered into his mouth as he squeezed and kneaded the soft flesh, her cries growing louder with every pass. Aaron's own growing arousal was evident in the way his hips rocked against hers, and Nessa couldn't resist letting out a needy moan of pleasure at the sensation. Their kisses grew more fierce, their tongues tasting and exploring each other as they both worked frantically to remove the rest of their clothing.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity but was only a few short moments in reality, Aaron and Nessa were naked before each other. The delicious image of Aaron's muscular chest and toned abs imprinted itself on Nessa's mind like a holy vision, the likes of which she had never seen before. They were both panting, their chests heaving, and their bodies flushed with desire. Nessa ran her fingers through Aaron's hair before pulling his face to hers for another ravenous kiss.

She grabbed his head and forcefully pushed it down to her clitoral area. Aaron hesitated but finally relented, accepting Nessa's demand for sexual release. He began licking and fingering her with increasing intensity, teasing the spot that she had been desperate to have touched since their chance encounter in the hallway just a few days earlier.

Nessa felt herself getting closer and closer to orgasm as Aaron's tongue danced on her pussy and his fingers worked their way inside of her walls. She loved this. She loved the feeling of another person's body pressed against hers, the heat and the energy, the connection of minds and souls as well as bodies. She closed her eyes and let herself be carried away by the tide of passion, willing to surrender herself completely to Aaron's skilled touch. His fingers worked her clitoris, sending shooting stars of pleasure through her body.

Nessa suddenly felt an intense, almost unbearable feeling coil tightly around her womanhood. She arched her back and cried out in delight as he teased and massaged her most sensitive spot, his touch electric and thrilling. The fire of passion burned hotter and hotter within her, causing the flames of lust to consume her entire being. Her body trembled, her muscles clenched, and she let out a loud moan as she came, her entire body convulsing with pleasure.

Aaron was caught off guard by Nessa's sudden orgasm, but he couldn't deny that he was also incredibly aroused by the sight of her body writhing in ecstasy. Nessa collapsed in bed on top of Aaron for a few moments, totally spent.

"That was... unbelievable" She said, "I've had orgasms before, with Chaim. But nothing compared to what just occurred". She lifted herself on one hand over Aaron and started stroking his abs, tracing her way down to his erect cock. "I think I'm going to return the favor," She smirked. "I promise you won't regret it," Nessa said with a seductive smile.

Aaron hesitated for a moment, but then surrendered to the temptation of Nessa's touch. He lay back on the bed, his eyes locked on Nessa as she began to explore his body with her hands. Her touch was gentle but insistent, and Aaron found himself growing more and more aroused with every passing moment. He could feel himself getting closer to the edge, and he knew that he was on the verge of something truly special. Nessa's lips were hot and wet as they closed around Aaron's balls, and he let out a deep groan of pleasure as she began to suck and lick at them. Aaron's hands gripped the sheets beneath him as he felt himself getting closer and closer to the climax. He had never experienced anything like this before, and he was completely overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through his body. Nessa's tongue was a skilled and expert instrument, and she knew exactly how to use it to drive Aaron wild. Nessa's touch was so sensual, and Aaron felt himself getting closer and closer to release. He could feel the tension building in his body, and he knew that he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.

"Nessa," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "You're so good at this."

Nessa smiled, her eyes sparkling with pleasure. "This is just practice," she said, her voice low and sultry.

Aaron closed his eyes and let himself be consumed by the sensations coursing through his body. Nessa's fingers moved with a skillful grace that left Aaron feeling utterly helpless in her grasp. He could feel the tension building within him, his body tensing with each passing moment. Nessa's touch was gentle but insistent as she continued to tease and stroke Aaron's cock. Her lips were hot and wet as she moved to take him into her mouth, and Aaron moaned as she began to suckle on him. The sensation was overwhelming, and Aaron felt himself losing control. He exploded all over Nessa's face, his body convulsing with pleasure as he let out a loud cry of ecstasy.

Nessa laughed, her eyes sparkling with delight, as she wiped the semen from her face with a towel. "Wow, that was amazing," Aaron said, panting heavily as he lay back on the bed. "I can't believe what just happened."

Nessa smiled, her eyes glinting with mischief. "I told you it would be worth it," she said, her voice dripping with confidence. "Can I borrow your shower?"

"Only if I get to watch," Said Aaron. He followed her into the bathroom and watched her as she bathed her beautiful body using his wife's soap and shampoo.

"I'm sorry I'm borrowing your wife's stuff," she said, her voice soft and sultry. "I shouldn't have done that, but I figured I'd already used her cock, so I might as well..." She smirked.

He couldn't help but admire her as she lathered up, her movements sensual and confident. As she stepped out of the shower, Nessa turned to him and said, "Thank you so much for the mind-blowing sex. We're never going to be able to have this again; you understand that."

Aaron nodded his head and said, "I know, but everyone ends up being crazy once in a while."

Nessa laughed and threw herself onto his chest. "One last kiss," she demanded. Aaron drew her head closer and melded his lips to hers. Their tongues danced in silent rhythm as they savored the feeling, their hands running along each other's bodies. "Thank you," Nessa whispered. "I'm going to go now. I have to get ready for my husband. He'll be home soon."

Pulling away from Aaron and standing up,she quickly gathered her clothes and put them on, trying to act as casually as possible. "It was nice meeting you, Aaron," she said, giving him a small smile. "Take care."

Aaron watched as Nessa walked away from him, her hips swaying with each step. He couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness as she disappeared down the hallway, leaving him alone once again.

"Thank you for the amazing sex, Aaron. We'll never do this again, but I'm glad we did it at least once. I'll see you around."

"You too, Nessa; not unless you bump into me again,'' said Aaron as she closed the door behind her.