Fucking My Sexy Spanish Neighbour To Warm Her Up

The New Year arrived with parties and celebrations. A week later, as soon as the Christmas decorations came down, freezing weather from the north made its presence felt, leaving us with snow, ice and freezing temperatures. My apartment block’s shared heating system then decided that it was the best time to break down.

I should say my apartment block isn’t the nicest, but the rent is cheap. I had lived there long enough to know that the shared heating wasn’t reliable. Many complaints had been made to the landlord, who made promises but did very little.

My experience meant I was already prepared for the cold, as I had bought a portable electric radiator. It wasn’t as warm as normal, but it was bearable. I was also lucky; my shower was electric too. I could shower with hot water. I knew that some of my neighbours weren’t as lucky as I was.

I settled down for another cold night in; it wasn’t a night you wanted to go out in, when there was a knock at my front door.

I opened it and saw the comical sight of a small figure inside a thick coat and stuffed trousers. It leaned in the moment I opened the door, trying to feel the warmth emanating from my apartment.

“Hola, David!” came the upbeat, muffled greeting in a Spanish accent. I loved how she pronounced my name, ‘Dabeed’. “It’s Nuria.”

“Hey, Nuria!” I replied equally warmly before an awkward silence fell between us as she kept looking over my shoulder, at the inside of my apartment, the hood of her red coat covering her head.

Nuria lived in the apartment above me. I was confused about where she was from. She said she was from Seville, or ‘Sehbilya’ as she pronounced it, but she kept talking about a village in the mountains that she had family in.

I often heard her chatting loudly with her friends in Spanish. She had moved in at the end of the summer and worked as a waitress in an Italian restaurant. We only got to know each other because I went on a date at that Italian restaurant and we recognised each other. Since then, we chatted whenever we met. We never went out together, though. She was either working or with her Spanish friends.

“The heating is broken, and my apartment is cold,” she wailed unhappily, still looking over my shoulder. “I can’t get warm.”

“Would you like to come in and warm up?” I offered. She couldn’t have made it more obvious that it was what she wanted.

“Si! Thank you,” came the muffled reply as she hurriedly squeezed past me to enter my apartment. “Qué alegria!” she exclaimed as she felt the warmth of my apartment instantly, and she stripped off her clothes until she was down to a set of pyjamas, leaving the rest of her clothes in a messy heap on the floor.

I swallowed hard. There was nothing sexy about her pyjamas, but Nuria made them look sexy by the way they hugged her full figure.

Nuria was short with wide hips and noticeable breasts. The warmth of my apartment made her dark brown eyes sparkle. Her long, thick, dark hair hung down her back.

“Would you like to use the shower? Your apartment probably doesn’t have any hot water,” I suggested. I had to do something to get her away from me. I could feel myself stirring, and it would quickly become obvious in my loose lounge trousers.

“Oh, David!” she cried gratefully. “Muchas gracias. I haven’t washed in two days.”

I fetched her a clean towel and went to the kitchen to make us a hot drink, willing my cock to go down before it could embarrass me.

I was already on the sofa, cock under control, when Nuria returned. Her hair wet and her complexion glowing. She gave me a grateful expression when she saw the hot drink I made her.

I got up and fetched her a blanket, which she immediately snuggled under as we watched a film together.

“You are not with your girlfriend?” she asked.

“We broke up,” I replied. I didn’t want to say we had broken up because we had a huge fight after I spoke to Nuria in the Italian restaurant. I never knew someone could be so jealous.

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. We only dated for two months.”

As soon as I spoke, I found myself under the blanket with Nuria as she shared it with me, pressing herself against me, her arm wrapped around my waist.

“Much better, no?” she told me mischievously. “You’re so warm.”

My eyes closed with dismay as I felt my cock grow. It would only a matter of time before she noticed, and she did.

“I think you like me here, no?” she laughed. I could have died of embarrassment.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help…” My apology became stuck in my mouth when I felt Nuria’s hand stroking my rigid cock over my trousers.

“It’s okay, because it’s you.”

“Me?” I sighed.

“I thought, ‘David has a nice cock’, before my shower,” she explained without a care.

“You noticed?” I know I should have felt ashamed, but all I could think of was what Nuria was doing with my cock.

“Si. A nice cock on an hombre guapo.” She began to laugh when she heard me moan.

I was now beyond the point of resistance, and asking myself if it was a good idea didn’t enter my head. My head turned to kiss Nuria. We kissed softly at first. Our tongues gently touching. Nuria’s fingers were tracing around the shape of my cock.

I wanted more, though.

I shifted my weight towards Nuria, and our kissing became more passionate. It was as if an inextinguishable fire had been lit between us.

My hand caressed her hip and thighs under the blanket. Little by little, my hand rose further up her body before stopping to wait for permission. It didn’t have to wait long. Nuria took my hand to take it under her top and pressed it on her braless breast, sighing through her nose as her nipple hardened on my touch.

When we parted for air, I could see the fiery passion in her eyes, drawing me back in.

I could feel Nuria moving under me. My hand slid from her breast and down to her trouser waistband, pausing before entering both her trousers and panties.

Her pubic hair felt thick and coarse. I imagined what it looked like as we kissed.

Nuria clumsily pulled down her trousers and panties to give me better access, moaning into our kiss as I traced a finger around her wet labia, her breathing becoming heavy and laboured.

I wasn’t sure how much she was enjoying it until my finger easily slipped inside her wet pussy.

“Another?” I asked.

“Sí,” she moaned, he eyes closed as she savoured the feeling, tightly holding my wrist in case I took my hand away.

I inserted another finger, and Nuria’s mouth opened, ecstasy written over her face as I rubbed her pussy wall, which clamped itself on my fingers and dripped nectar over my hand until she was ready.

Without breaking off our kiss, Nuria took my wet fingers out of her pussy and guided them to her clitoris, encouraging me to rub it.

She moaned several times as I rubbed her engorged clitoris in a circular motion. She then kissed me hard as her thighs squeezed together and her body shook with the bliss of her orgasm consuming her.

“Muchas gracias,” she whispered, in a dishevelled mess, her complexion flushed. A small smile curled on her lips. Her chest rose and fell, and her pussy glistened with wetness. Its aroma filled my nostrils.

Nuria’s smile grew broader as she recovered. She pushed off her pyjama trousers and panties, then her top, interestingly leaving her socks on before diving headfirst under the blanket.

I felt my cock being freed, then her lips wrapping around it.

“Holy shit!” I gasped, my head falling back. The sensation of my cock being in Nuria’s warm, wet mouth felt incredible. For some reason, what she was doing compelled me to remove my shirt and jumper as I looked down to see her shape bobbing under the blanket. I can’t explain it; feeling her yet not seeing her with my cock in her mouth made her blowjob seem hotter. There was nothing else to do but feel what she was doing to me.

Nuria was slow, taking her time, enjoying what she was doing to me, listening to my moans.

Unable to be an uninvolved bystander, my hand found its way to her ass to caress and squeeze so she could understand how much pleasure she was giving me.

She resurfaced with a smile. My cock felt cold and wet. But not for long.

Nuria helped me pull down my trousers to my ankles and eagerly mounted me, guiding my cock into her wet hole.

We moaned as one when I entered her, my arms around her, my hands on her ass. She shifted herself so her ankles were on my knees, pulled the blanket over her shoulders and began to grind.

Our lips pushed against each other, my head in her hands. Mouths open, tongues curling around each other, releasing our passion.

I lowered myself to allow her to fall deeper on my cock. A squeal from Nuria as I lifted her, then driving up as I pushed down onto my cock.

Nuria fell forward. Her face buried in my shoulder, her hands gripping my arms as she surrendered to my control. Our moans and grunts merged into one, neither of us sure from whom they were coming. Nuria’s orgasms were coming with her lips together, so our neighbours couldn’t hear what we were doing through the paper-thin walls.

I felt myself building, becoming more aggressive in my thrusts until I exploded inside her.

Nuria squealed as I finished with two short thrusts before she lay limp in my arms, our bodies damp with sweat, both breathing hard.

“Dios… mio!” she gasped between ragged breaths.

I laughed in disbelief. Nuria joined me in my laughter.

We kissed tenderly, enjoying the last moments of what we had done together.

“Muchas gracias. You warmed me up,” Nuria told me, stroking my face.

“My bed is warmer,” I replied with a grin.

“Okay,” she said with a shrug, smiling, as she stood to let me lead her to my bedroom.