Annoying Neighbor

So far in my stories I’ve only ever written about experiences if I got the person’s permission. All their names have been changedexcept for mine which really is Jenny. The first person I hooked up with in college, however, didn’t give me her permission to describe her likeness so without going into much detail, she was so petite she could have passed for 13 even though she was 19, and I don’t know exactly what her heritage was but she definitely wasn’t white. She lived next door to me in the dorms freshman year and I immediately thought she was one of the most annoying people I’d ever met. She shouted everything she said and was occasionally completely incoherent. It only got worse from there as she would sometimes walk into my room unannouncednot even knowing if I’d be home. It’s not that I’m a private person, it’s that that was a really busy year and I needed some time to relax quietly alone which wasn’t exactly possible with her around. And since she would come over unannounced she was bound to walk in on me naked a few times. At first I wished she had more boundaries than she did but as we got more comfortable around each other, all the walls came down.

One time I came home from a night of partying and was so drunk I just wanted to go to bed as quickly as possible so I stripped down to my panties (the sexy ones that night). I was about to hop into bed when like clockwork my neighbor barges in just as drunk as I am. My headache got worse so I told her to leave. Instead she told me she knows what to do when you’re drunkand started giving me a head massage. It probably would have been less rough if she wasn’t also completely drunk but it just felt like I landed headfirst onto concrete. This whole time the only thing I’m wearing is panties that barely cover anything. I don’t think she was trying to take advantage of me but since I was in an altered state of mind I yelled at her to get out right now and threw her off of me. Of course, she kept randomly coming over and never apologized.

Around late October or early November she barged in while I was masturbating. I was fully clothed and laying under my covers so I did my best to hide it but I had a feeling she still knew. A couple weeks later she walked in while I was completely naked getting ready to shower.

“Were you about to shower?” she asked.

“Yeah, I was.”

“…do you mind if I join you?”

I looked at her confused. I try to be open about my body and not have any reservations, this was just very unusual. She had told me earlier in the year she was gay so in an attempt to find the logic here, I asked her “are you attracted to me?”

“What if I was?”

Truth be told, I like petite, but she was too petite. She looked like she ate one meal a week. But in that moment I realized how much I liked her dark eyes.

Up until this point, the most I had done since I started college was kiss a few random strangers at parties. So I didn’t know howhookups were initiated. I guess this was how. I figured this could work since I already knew her and could probably hook up whenever I wanted since she was right next door. I just didn’t know about showering with her just yet so I suggested maybe we should start with something lighter like a massage. She loved that idea and told me to lay face down on my bed.

Still naked, I plopped down and she sat at the foot of the bed. I couldn’t see, but I could just feel her staring at my naked ass. Found out later she was really into that.

“Should I get naked too?” she asked.

“If you want.”

So she stripped down too. Her chest was completely flat and her hips were a tiny bit wider than I thought they would be. Her pussy was really nice though. Her slit was tiny and she had a little tuft of short black hair.

She hopped up with her legs on either side of mine and started rubbing my back. It was bliss. She was gentle but intense at the same time. Her skin was soft against mine but her surprisingly large hands sent a warm relaxed feeling all throughout my body. I don’t know how much time had passed before she started kissing my butt cheeks. My mind was thinking I should stop her but it felt really nice. Her lips were even softer than her hands.

Eventually though I started getting bored so I asked she wanted to switch. She laid face down on my bed and I hopped on top of her. I tried rubbing her back but she kept squirming and after a couple minutes asked me to stop. I knew I was probably too rough. Then she told me to lay face up so I did. She started kissing my stomach which felt surprisingly great. Eventually she made her way up to my boobs and started very very gently kissing my nipples, circling them with her tongue and barely taking them between her teeth. It kind of tickled but also made my whole body feel warm. I kept shuddering repeatedly and my pussy felt like a river.

I didn’t want it to go any farther with her just yet though and didn’t want to be too rough on her breasts like I was on her back so I made up an excuse about having to be somewhere soon and having to shower first to get her to leave. But while I was in the shower I couldn’t get the thought of her eyes, her pussy, and mostly her touch out of my head. I tried to touch myself as gently as she did and I was surprised I was able to orgasm from just barely hovering my finger slowly over my clit.

I wanted more so I practiced on myself first so I wouldn’t hurt her by being too rough, then I invited her back over a couple days later and let her take the lead. She gave me a hug then grabbed my ass. Cheek massage. So I did the same to her. She then took my pants off and led me to my bed. I stared into her beautiful dark eyes as we both stripped down completely naked. She reached down to find my clit and started going back and forth over it so I did the same to her. That small tuft of hair was soaking wet. After a couple minutes of clit action she slipped two fingers into me and so I did the same. She made the “come here” motion slowly at first then sped up. In truth, her tiny fingers felt fantastic on my clit but didn’t do much for me inside. Her tiny pussy was like Niagara Falls though.

I worked my way down and started playing with her pubes, twisting and running my fingers through them. I leaned in and started sucking on them. Her moisture tasted very sweaty which I didn’t really mind, it was just surprising. I started kissing her labia majora like it was a mouth. It clenched up then quickly loosened as I probably caught her by surprise. I tried to be as gentle as possible at first since this was my first time ever doing this, then gradually got more intense. I went across and around her clit withmy tongue then moved to pressing deeper inward until I was going up and down her labia minora at which point she started rubbing my scalp. She told her to back to her clit, and a couple minutes later she started contracting.

We switched and she started eating me out. I barely felt anything because her tongue was too small. So I told her to just focus on my clit because that felt great. She was still really gentle so it kind of tickled. Unfortunately I wasn’t anywhere close to an orgasm, so I just faked one because I didn’t want her to exhaust herself.

The highlight of the night was after the sexy stuff when we started cuddling. We stayed naked, I was the big spoon, my boobs pressed up against her back, her hair which smelled like strawberries engulfed my face, my pussy was an inch from her ass hole, but honestly just feeling her warmth and softness was bliss.

This same basic thing kept happening throughout the year where I would get her off and she would try in return but ultimately fail just because she was so small and I wasn’t very sensitive. I didn’t mind too much though because I loved her pussy. She was very hygienic and tasted sweet and it was exhilarating giving her pleasure at the most intimate part of her body. And I loved the cuddling. She was like a sweaty teddy bear.

After several months of this, she asked me if I was into pee at all. I really was. I told her when I masturbate in the shower sometimes I’ll pee on my fingers, and I’ve wanted to exchange streams with someone for a while. She said she wasn’t sure about it so I asked if she wanted to watch as I peed while masturbating. So we went into a shower (communal bathrooms for thewhole hall), started finger fucking myself, and after getting into a motion, peed on my hand while continuing to masturbate. She looked a little grossed out but curious, so I told her to try it herself. She slowly moved two fingers in and out of her vagina, then stopped the motion when she started to let her stream go. It was actually a beautiful sight, watching her urine drip out ofher little bush and onto her hand. When she finished she said it just too gross for her and maybe she’d try again after getting used to the idea. I asked her recently if she ever tried it again and she said she’s really into it now, that she and her current girlfriend pee while eating each other out and also while scissoring. I was insanely jealous when I heard that and spent the next severalweeks of masturbation sessions imagining myself in their shoes.

She started dating her current girlfriend that following summer so we never did anything again. She and I rarely talk anymore but she did become good friends with my current boyfriend Ethan oddly enough. Ethan asked why we never dated, to which I said I thought she was too annoying and she apparently thought I was too abrasive. Which kinda worked out because Ethan likes it rough. And being peed on.