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It was late. Or early. Lexa didn’t know. The only thing she did know was that she was staring up at her ceiling unable to sleep. There was a rhythmic banging and low moaning coming from the other side of her bedroom wall. It had been going on for what seemed like hours and Lexa fucking hated it.
This happened at least three times during week nights and almost every weekend night without pause. It drove her mad.The only saving grace was that it was a Friday night so she didn’t need to be up early.
See, her next door neighbour, Bellamy, was an arrogant prick. He thought he was god’s gift to humankind. She always saw him at the local bar or at the gym hitting on any number of women. The thing that infuriated her the most was that he somehow always convinced women to come back to his place.
She knew he could be charming, that much was obvious but she also knew it was all an act just to get someone new into bed before kicking them out the next morning.
Lexa sighed. The woman was moaning louder. She could tell she was about to cum. When it first started happening Lexa thought it was funny but it stopped being funny the second week. The third week when she realised this was going to be a common occurrence made her want to do something illegal.
Lexa could hear Bellamy grunting. From the sounds she was guessing the woman was on her hands and knees. She heard a slap and then a moan.
“Oh god,” the woman moaned.
The walls weren’t thick enough to block that out. It was like the woman’s head was right next to Lexa. She could feel the vibrations through the wall. The thump, thump kept coming.
“I’m going to cum,” the woman said. “Don’t stop!”
She heard Bellamy grunting more and more.
There was a sudden shift in sound. It took Lexa a second to realise what happened. Then she heard wet glucking sounds. She knew Bellamy was using the woman’s mouth now. Lexa had fooled around with dildos and strap ons. She’d even sucked on one before but she definitely never let anyone use her mouth the way the woman was currently letting her mouth be used.
Lexa didn’t think it would be comfortable. She couldn’t see how.
But the woman was loving it.
She could hear her moaning. She could here Bellamy’s cock clearly sliding in and out of her. She could hear the bed creaking and she bit her lip. There was something about the rhythmic wet squelching sound that wriggled into her mind. Lexa pressed her legs together.
Without seeing Bellamy she could almost pretend it was two women fucking. It helped that the woman was still moaning more loudly than Bellamy.
There was a low growl and then Lexa knew Bellamy was cuming. She heard the woman splutter and gag and then her moans turned softer. Lexa knew Bellamy was cuming down her throat. She could hear her swallowing.
“Fucking good slut,” Bellamy said.
Lexa’s heart was racing.
“Swallow it all,” he said.
Lexa shivered.
“You taste so fucking good,” the woman said. Her voice was hoarse and rough.
Lexa swallowed. Some small part of her wondered what it would taste like. She wondered if only straight women found it appealing or if what people memed about online and pineapple juice was real.
At least the fucking was done for the night. Lexa sighed. She rolled over and hoped she’d be able to get some sleep. Lexa was about to doze off when she heard it again.
“Fucking hell,” she whispered.
They were going at it again. Whatever odd curiosity Lexa had earlier was quickly replaced by annoyance as the banging against the wall started and the moaning got louder.
Lexa thumped her fist against the wall. She didn’t know why.
“Be quiet!” she yelled.
There was a pause and then both of them laughed before they started fucking again, this time more loudly. Lexa growled. There was nothing she could do but grab her pillow and pull it over her head to try to muffle the sounds.
Lexa fucking hated Bellamy.
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It was early morning. Lexa was walking back to her apartment after going for an early morning run. She was sweaty, tired and cranky. She didn’t think she got anywhere near as much sleep as she wanted thanks to Bellamy but there was nothing she could do about it at the moment.
Lexa got to her apartment door and was about to enter when an idea pop into her head. She knew it was dumb and it would probably just make matters worse but she was annoyed. Lexa walked to the next door and then knocked on it. She didn’t even care that it was early and Bellamy was probably asleep. He’d deserve to be woken up early in the morning after he kept her up all night.
Lexa banged a bit louder. She heard footsteps. She squared up and was ready to stand her ground. The door opened to reveal Bellamy standing in front of her. He was topless. She knew he worked out and that he was strong. She wasn’t scared or intimidated but it definitely felt different standing in front of him when he was looking down at her shirtless.
“Lexa? What do you want?” he asked her.
He looked curious. He didn’t seem tired. Maybe he was already awake. Lexa spoke to him a few times before so it wasn’t entirely out of the ordinary. But she never went out of her way and she knew he had to know she didn’t really like him.
“You were loud last night,” Lexa said.
She didn’t get embarrassed easily. She was pretty self confident and knew she’d be able to be straight with him. She just hoped he’d not make things more difficult but there was only so many times she could go without proper sleep before it got to her.
Bellamy smirked. He didn’t seem embarrassed at all.
“Like what you hear?” he asked her. He winked. It made her eyes roll.
“Can you not do it so loudly?” Lexa asked. “I’m not even asking you to stop completely. Just be more quiet.”
Bellamy was quiet for a moment.
“What’s in it for me?” he asked.
“What?” Lexa said.
“I like fucking and getting my dick sucked.”
Lexa couldn’t fight the look of disgust that flashed across her face
“So what’s in it for me if I stop?” he asked.
Lexa stared at him. Was he really going to make her bargain just so she could get a night’s sleep?
“What?” she asked. “You want me to take out your rubbish or something?” she snapped. Her hands were on her hips now. She was getting a bit angry.
Bellamy chuckled.
“How about this,” he said. “Show me your tits and I won’t fuck someone tonight. You’ll get the best night’s sleep you’ve had in weeks.”
“Excuse me?” Lexa almost shouted at him. She didn’t only because it was still very early in the morning and she didn’t want to wake their other neighbours up.
“Show me your tits and I won’t fuck someone tonight,” Bellamy repeated. “I’m planning on seeing some tits so it’s either yours or someone else’s.”
Lexa stared at him. She couldn’t believe she was hearing this. But having a full night’s sleep really couldn’t hurt. Lexa chewed her lip. It couldn’t hurt, right?
“Are you serious?” she asked. “You’ll be quiet if I do this?”
“I swear,” Bellamy said and winked at her.
Lexa swallowed hard. It could be worse.
“Fine.”
Lexa quickly hooked her fingers beneath her sports bra and lifted it. The sudden rush of cold air against her skin made her nipples react but she ignored it. She didn’t look Bellamy in the eyes as she lifted her top. She knew he’d want to get a good look so she held her top up as she counted up to ten in her head.
“Damn, Lexa,” Bellamy said. “They look amazing,” he was staring at them and smirking. “It’s a shame only women have got to see them,” he said. “Until now,” he added.
“Satisfied?” Lexa said.
She pulled her top back down and got herself comfortable. Her heart was racing. She really hoped Bellamy didn’t see her nipples stiffen in the cold morning air. As Lexa finished getting her top back into a comfortable position she saw his erection in his shorts. She could tell it wasn’t fully hard but it was hard enough to notice.
Lexa quickly looked away. She just wanted to get this over with.
“So you’re not fucking anyone for the weekend,” Lexa said. She sighed. That wasn’t so bad. “And you’re going to let me get my sleep.”
Bellamy frowned for a moment.
“We agreed only for tonight,” Bellamy said. He smirked at her. “Don’t try and change the rules on me now.”
Lexa stared daggers at him. She knew he just wanted to keep looking at her. She started to reach for her top again but Bellamy tutted.
“Not so fast,” he said.
Lexa stopped and frowned.
“What now?” she was glaring at him.
“If you want peace and quiet for the entire weekend you’re going to have to offer me something more,” he said.
“You’re a pig,” she said.
Bellamy just shrugged his shoulders.
“And you’re a woman who wants a quiet weekend.”
“What do you want?” Lexa snapped.
“Let me cop a feel.”
“No,” Lexa snapped. “That’s not happening.”
Bellamy chuckled.
“That woman’s still asleep in my bed,” he said. “I can go back to fucking her brains out this morning. Sure I’ll stop at night but so far our agreement only specified the nights, so…” he trailed off. “You see?”
Lexa was staring at him. She just wanted this over with. She was sick of standing in front of him and listening to his voice.
“One hand,” Lexa said. “Don’t fucking pinch me or anything,” she said.
Bellamy held his hand to his heart.
“I promise I’ll be gentle.”
Lexa took in a deep breath. She couldn’t believe she was doing this but if she wanted a peaceful weekend this was the only way she was going to get it. She didn’t even know why she assumed Bellamy would hold up his end of the bargain. But she was desperate and she supposed desperate people did desperate things.
Lexa pulled her top up again. She held it up enough that both her tits were free. Bellamy’s eyes darted down to them and he seemed to be soaking them in.
“They’re so fucking perfect,” he said.
Lexa blushed. For some fucked up reason she thought he was being sincere and if he were she and if this was any other circumstance she’d probably be flattered.
“Hurry up,” Lexa said. She didn’t want any of their neighbours poking their heads out and seeing what was happening.
Bellamy reached out with one hand and slowly pressed it to her breast. She expected him to be rougher than he was but instead his hand was gentle as it slowly started to massage her. She gasped and flinched. When she was a lot younger a boy had fondled her tits awkwardly. She quickly learned herself and since then no boy or man had ever touched her.
She was going to keep that to herself though. She knew it would go to Bellamy’s head (both probably).
Bellamy’s fingers slowly squeezed her breast gently before his thumb brushed across her nipple. Lexa took in a shuddering breath and closed her eyes. She wasn’t trying to enjoy this at all. Bellamy’s thumb circled her nipple and then brushed around her areola.
“Fucking beautiful,” he whispered.
Lexa swallowed.
She flinched as she felt his fingers brush against her under-boob and then trail down her ribs slightly.
“Enough,” she said quickly. She stepped back and pulled her top back into place. “Do we have a deal?” she asked. Her voice wasn’t as steady as she hoped it would be. She also hoped Bellamy didn’t notice.
“We’ve got a deal,” Bellamy said sincerely. “You’ll have a peaceful weekend without hearing me fucking anyone else.”
Lexa took in a deep and steadying breath. Her heart was racing and her nipples were still awkwardly sensitive from his gentler than expected touch.
“Good,” she said.
Lexa turned and was about to leave when Bellamy cleared his throat.
“What?” she asked.
“Forgetting something?” he asked.
“No?” she wasn’t forgetting anything.
“You said you’d take out my rubbish too.”
Lexa glared at him.
“Are you serious?” she asked.
“Sure I am,” he said. “It can’t be worse than letting me see and touch your beautiful tits.”
Lexa shivered at his words. She hated that he seemed to enjoy rubbing it in.
“Fine. Ok. I’ll do it.”
Bellamy smirked before he walked into his apartment and then returned with a rubbish bag that wasn’t even tied.
“Here you go.”
Lexa grabbed it and turned to leave before he had a chance to make her do anything else. Lexa’s heart was racing. It was messed up but she was glad it was over. She was looking forward to having a peaceful weekend and at least on Monday she’d be refreshed.
She didn’t know what but she looked down into the bag she was carrying only to curl her lips in disgust.
It was full of empty condoms and wrappers. There were tissues that she knew were used to clean Bellamy’s cum off whatever he had cum on and Lexa couldn’t fucking believe this was what she was carrying. She started moving more quickly. She really didn’t want anyone seeing her with this.
Lexa made it to the apartment rubbish bins and quickly moved to the nearest one. She winced and grimaced as she tied off the bag and shoved it into the bin.
Lexa was about to leave when she noticed something on the ground.
“God damn it,” she whispered. A few condom wrappers had fallen out of the bag and a used condom.
It was fucking gross.
Lexa stared at it. The magnum condom wrappers were gold and she realised Bellamy probably did have a large dick. But it was the fact that there was a used condom on the ground. Lexa looked around. She wasn’t going to leave this for someone else to stumble across. That was fucking disgusting. But she really didn’t want to touch it.
Lexa grabbed the magnum wrappers and carefully tried to pick the condom up with it. She was careful not to let the condom fall as she started to lift it and she was about to…
“Hey Lexa.”
She jumped. Before she could think probably she quickly grabbed the condom in her hand and hid it behind her back as she turned to face her neighbour.
He was an older man. Kind to her. He was clearly about to head out for his own morning walk.
“Getting back from your run?” he asked her with a warm smile.
“Yeah,” Lexa said with a smile. “Just chucking something out before heading up.”
He smiled at her.
“See you around!” he said.
“See you!” she answered.
Lexa watched him leave before she sighed. Her heart was racing even harder now and then she felt her heart drop. Lexa pulled her hand out from behind her back. The wrappers and the used condom were lying in her palm. Bellamy’s cum oozed out of it. It was ridiculous too. Lexa didn’t know how much was normal but it seemed obscene how much mess she was holding. It was milky, white and a little frothy. Lexa felt her stomach churn.
The worst part of it all though?
She was almost positive that it was still slightly warm. She had no idea how fresh this was. Lexa shivered. She quickly dropped the condom and the wrapper into the bin before heading back up to her apartment. She held her hand awkwardly by her side as she walked. She wasn’t going to wipe it off on some random surface.
It was like Lexa was holding a grenade. A sticky, warm, obscene grenade.
She made it to her apartment and headed straight to her bathroom. Lexa was careful not to get any cum on her tap as she turned on the water.
Lexa was about to start washing it when she paused. She didn’t know why but she held her hand up and stared at it.
Maybe it was perverse interest but Lexa had never actually seen cum in person before. For some reason she rubbed her fingers together.
“Jesus christ,” she whispered. There really had been a lot in that condom.
She quickly shook her head and started washing her hands. Lexa’s heart was racing and as she continued to wash her hands she realised she now knew what Bellamy’s cum smelled and felt like in her hand.