I Gave My Ass to the Neighbor - Part I

Chapter 8

I'm gonna tell you a story that might seem really weird to you reading this. I was 19 years old and I wanted to give up my ass! And that's exactly what I mean! How did I make that idea happen? Let's just say on the path to self-discovery, I started exploring that part of my body and I ended up liking the idea. I was never a big fan of porn, but I remember getting obsessed with those more violent films where those huge guys shoved everything inside the women. I've always liked a bit of submission, the pain.

Normally, I'd give up on making these fantasies real. I didn't have a boyfriend, and guys are complicated—any sign of sexual freedom and you're labeled a slut. Bottom line, I wanted to give up my fine ass. I didn't want any half-measures, and I didn't have a man to fuck me right. Total sadness!

From when the idea started bubbling up until it actually happened, it took about eight months! In that time, I hooked up with two guys. With one, it was just some making out, and with the other, I wasn't feeling it that day, and he was a total jerk anyway, so I didn't even want a second round. The rest were just other girls. Why don't women have dicks, huh? That would be so good. I swear I thought about calling a gay friend—the queen would definitely fuck my ass, but it wouldn't be the same. I bet she'd be laughing in my face the whole time.

One day, luck smiled on me. I was looking hot, heading back to my sorority house to meet the girls, and I saw that in the apartment next door, someone was moving in. The old tenant was a student too, a sweet guy but ugly as sin, poor thing. The new guy caught me snooping around the moving stuff. Oh my God, when I saw him, I couldn't believe it—the sluts at the house were gonna go crazy over him. His name was Tito. He was really tall, had brown hair, his face was square with a strong jaw, and his body was incredibly ripped. That sight made me wet, you know exactly where!

"Hi, good morning! Are you my neighbor?"

"Oh! Yeah, I was snooping to see who was moving in here! Sorry I'm so nosy."

"No worries! Relax, it's cool to know there's college folks around here!"

We chatted a bit. I tried to stake my claim by getting his number, flirted as much as I could, talked about going out for drinks, and of course, asked if he was taken.

"Nah, I had to move from another city here, and we figured it was better to break up. I don't have the cash to fly back and forth to another state. We'd only been together a short time... You know how it is," he said, sounding all bummed.

"Aw, poor thing! Look, I'll keep you company today. Need help? I can help now or come back later!"

"I'm almost done. I don't have much stuff, and the place is furnished. I'm gonna head out to the market to grab some food, and I think we can hang out tonight."

The guy was gonna fuck my ass that night, and he didn't even know it yet. Poor thing!

And now, I'm gonna tell you the most embarrassing part of this whole story. The market and the pharmacy are less than 100 yards from our building, right next to each other. I stashed my stuff in the apartment, grabbed a quick bite, and remembered I needed to hit the pharmacy for my hookup. I grabbed my purse and rushed down to get everything ready in time. There I was in the checkout line with my little basket of stuff, and behind me shows up Tito with some hygiene items and condoms in hand. He looked at my basket, checking out every item, then at me, and I wanted to crawl into a hole. In my basket: wax for hair removal, a douche, condoms, intimate soap, lube, and that's it. A total slutty war kit, a clear sign I was gonna get fucked by someone! I tried to tilt the basket and turn it away, but there was no hiding it. I didn't know where to shove my damn face—I wanted to disappear as fast as possible. I faked being chill, a yellow-bellied awkward smile on my face...

"So, you get settled in okay?"

"Yeah, I'm heading to the market right after this, and tonight I'll be waiting for you."

At least after that, we were sure one of us wanted to fuck the other. After paying and bagging up, I bolted out of the pharmacy like a rocket, crossing the street without waiting for him to finish his shopping. I was dying of embarrassment.

At home, I spent the rest of the afternoon getting ready—waxed, did a facial cleanse, and of course, gave my asshole a good cleaning so there'd be no surprises. I put on a little dress and waited for the right time to knock on his door. My friends asked where I was going—I wasn't dressed to hit the street—and of course, I wasn't gonna tell them where I was headed.

At the agreed time, he greeted me with a smile. He was shirtless, just wearing tight shorts. For all I cared, he could be naked, but I gotta admit, him being shirtless threw me off. If he wanted to impress me, he did—both good and bad. He gave me a nice, lingering kiss on the cheek, more like a sniff. I hugged him tight like we were old lovers, and for the first time, I felt the bulge. Of course, the size worried me—I ain't crazy yet—and the bulge was promising!

No chit-chat, not even an offer of water. Next thing I know, his mouth is right up on mine, and I just had time to close my eyes and take his warm kiss. I held my breath, surprised and nervous. His tongue roamed free over my lips until it met mine, and they danced in a choreographed ballet. Our mouths fit perfectly, the kiss grew hotter, and our bodies pressed closer. Without thinking, my hands roamed his chest while he held me firm in his arms, like he didn't want to let go!

His cock was already rock-hard, poking out from under the hem of his shorts that couldn't contain it anymore. I grabbed it right away and massaged the bare head. It was hot and leaking sticky precum. My man let out a little moan and shucked off the shorts. Still kissing him standing in the entryway of the apartment, my arms were free now. I started jerking him off after spitting in my hand to make it slick, spread his legs a bit, and my other hand went straight to his balls. I squeezed them lightly with my nails and tugged down, giving him shivers. His body went limp under my touches—he couldn't react, totally surrendered to me. At times, I'd squeeze his ass cheeks through his legs, running my finger between them and teasing his asshole from behind. When I did that, he gave a little twitch.

"You like that?"

"Yeah," he answered shyly. "I've just never done anything."

"You trust me?"

"Yeah."

That idea popped into my head all of a sudden. I'd never done it, but it turned me on like crazy right then. He led me by the hand to the bedroom. I was still dressed, hadn't even dropped my purse that was still slung over my shoulder, and he was buck naked. In the bedroom, I said:

"Lie on your stomach for me?"

He did, and after ditching the purse and my clothes, I sat on his back, massaging and kissing his back. I rubbed my tits and my pussy on his ass—he was so hot, his back all muscled and perfectly shaped. I could hear a wet smacking sound when I ground my pussy on him; my scent was filling the air, the musky smell of a horny woman.

I slid down and started massaging and kissing his ass. With every squeeze and lick, he opened up more for me... "Could I get him on all fours for me?"

That hit me right then. I'd never seen a guy like that in bed, and it made me curious and horny to try. I didn't know exactly what to do, wasn't sure if I could finger him—I was there for him to fuck my ass, not the other way around!

I pulled him up, and he didn't resist. He got on all fours, kinda girly-like, and the sight got me so turned on. I squeezed his ass with both hands, licking between his balls and his asshole. He kinda twerked, showing me where he wanted my tongue. I teased at first, avoiding it, then gave in. My hands went to my purse nearby and grabbed the lube while I kept kissing his balls. When I started jerking him like milking a cow's udder, he moaned loud, and I thought he'd cum soon. I didn't stop—he was panting and groaning hard. I gave his ass a smack! I'd always wanted to do that, and he didn't complain!

My mouth moved up from his balls straight to his asshole. All the skin there was pale and hairless, like a woman's. I licked around his little hole and gently pushed my tongue in. I confess I wanted to stick a finger in him, but I was scared he'd get pissed, so I went down to suck the head of his cock from between his legs while massaging his balls and keeping my thumb on his asshole, pressing firm.

I was in an awkward spot, but with his dick pulled down and back, I took the whole head in my mouth to suck him. I paid attention to his body to find a rhythm. What started as grunts turned to moans until incoherent words and curses spilled out. I got a warning:

"Stop or I'm gonna cum in your mouth!"

"Thanks for the heads-up, buddy!" I thought, but I ignored it and sucked harder so he'd blow everything in my mouth. I held him with all my strength. I felt him shake, his muscles spasming visibly. After a pleasure yell, he collapsed face-down forward, laughing. He came hard—everything he had shot straight down my throat. I gagged a little and swallowed.

"Damn, that was so good. I'm gonna need a minute to recover."

"I bet!" I laughed at what I'd done. I really liked making him do that. For real!

The continuation of this erotic story is here!