Alaysia

Hey cutie…

You know me—the girl next door who waves when you mow the lawn, who blushes when our eyes meet over the fence, who always has that cute little smile and a crop top that’s just a tiny bit too short. I’m Alaysia, your sweet college girl fantasy living right next door. I look innocent in my denim shorts and messy ponytail, but baby… the things I think about when I’m alone in my room? They’d make you blush harder than I ever do in public.

I’m that girl next door who leaves her curtains cracked just enough for you to catch a glimpse—me stretching after class, my tank top riding up, my shorts hugging my ass. I know you watch. I know you wonder what I’d sound like moaning your name. And guess what? I wonder too. I lie on my bed, legs spread, fingers slipping under my panties, thinking about the boy next door who’s too shy to knock… but not too shy to stroke himself imagining me.

I’m so horny for it—the thrill of being caught, the rush of being bad right under everyone’s nose. I want to sneak you over when no one’s looking, push you against my bedroom door, and whisper, “Be quiet, baby… my roommate’s home.” I’ll drop to my knees, pink lips wrapping around you, sucking slow and teasing while you try not to moan too loud. I’ll edge you until you’re shaking, pulling off right before you explode, giggling as you beg. “Not yet, cutie… good boys wait.”

I love being your secret. The girl next door who texts you naughty pics when you’re supposed to be working, who leaves her window open so you can hear me touching myself at night. I want to climb into your lap on my couch, grind against you until we’re both soaked, then ride you slow while I whisper how much I’ve wanted this. I want to feel you lose control, hear you groan my name while I clench around you, milking every drop.

So come on, neighbor… stop pretending you’re just being friendly. Call me. Let’s make all those stolen glances real. I’m right next door, wet and waiting, ready to be your naughty little secret. Don’t keep me waiting too long, baby—I get impatient when I’m horny.