The red-haired neighbor is a pervert.

This story happened when I was 18 years old. I was a virgin and couldn't even dream about having sex with a girl. No, I was handsome and fit, my dick was a full 20 centimeters, but whenever I approached a girl or even just saw that she liked me, I immediately turned into some kind of idiot.

It drove me crazy, but I couldn't do anything about it, I couldn't even speak. So my sexual education began with an unusual incident. It happened when I started my first year at university and moved into the dormitory.

I got a place in the dorm "through connections," so I didn't live in the male section, but in the female section, in the very last room

and alone. I wouldn't say I was thrilled about this arrangement; I had to run to the male floor to shower and use the toilet, but there were some pluses to this neighbor situation.

Namely, my neighbor, whose name was Natasha, didn't have a door to her room, just a small curtain, and I started skillfully using this. Usually, girls in the dorm walk around half-naked, I enjoyed that and quickly got used to it, but the most interesting things happen behind closed doors.

And the curtain in front of Natasha's room became my door to the sexual world. In the morning while everyone was sleeping, I would get up, do all my necessary business, and stand by her door. Just slightly moving the curtain aside and peeking. Of course, I hoped to see her changing in the morning, and I got that. And I got it for another 3 mornings in a row. And after the visual enjoyment of her breasts and ass, I would run to the male shower and furiously jerk off my dick. Imagining having sex with her.

When we sat in the lecture hall during shared classes, my dick would even cramp up from the desire to possess her. But she was my forbidden fruit. After the 4th such morning of peeping, it suddenly dawned on me that the most interesting things would happen closer to night. My wild imagination, of course, pictured masturbation as the most interesting thing.

And how damn right I was! When the dorm quieted down and I moved the curtain aside again, I immediately saw her lying under the blanket in bed with her legs spread, clearly masturbating. I cursed the cold months because she was under the blanket. And I just desperately wished she would throw the blanket off, while I was already stroking my dick through my pants.

And a miracle! My wish came true instantly. She suddenly turned over on her stomach, ass up, and threw off the blanket. What I saw made me experience the most powerful orgasm right then, right into my pants. My red-haired girl was fucking herself doggy style with a big purple dildo. It was unforgettable. The next day, my dick was rock hard because I couldn't stop remembering that evening, and like a maniac, I waited for the evening of that day.

To my surprise, I found a letter slipped under my door. I was shocked; the inscription on the front said "To the Pervert."

When I read its contents, my dick got rock hard. To put it briefly, she was inviting me to her place, but with one condition: not to touch her. Given my indecisiveness, I was all for it. And I immediately went to her.

I entered her room and we met eyes; without saying anything, we looked at each other, smiling awkwardly. After which she said in a soft voice: "Sit," and pointed to the chair nearest the bed. I obediently sat down. And she climbed onto the bed.

She was wearing only panties and a light tank top, nothing else. She started getting into different poses, arching, showing off her juicy ass, beautiful legs. It was driving me crazy. My dick was so hard it was very noticeable, and she kept glancing at it.

Then she sat on the bed, leaned her back against the wall, and started stroking her pussy through her panties. Very quickly, a little spot appeared on them, meaning everything happening was arousing her no less than me. I so wanted to jerk off or even pounce on her, but I just sat and watched her.

She smiled and pulled down her panties. Showing me all of herself. Her pussy lips, her little clit, I almost came just from looking. And she started playing with herself; she clearly loved it wildly because she was moaning quite wildly.

I already wanted to take out my dick, but she stopped me with a gesture; another minute and a moan escaped her wonderful lips, meaning she had come.

She came over to me and, kissing me on the cheek, said: "Come tomorrow." I obeyed. And now I started visiting her every evening. Though the level of depravity in that room grew with each day.

During the second meeting, she allowed me to stroke my dick. And now we came together. Starting from the fifth meeting, she started taking my dick in her mouth, while continuing to masturbate. We had crazy synchronous orgasms, me into her little mouth and her from her fingers.

And then... and then the holidays came and she went to her hometown. The separation was unbearable; I missed her smell and her caresses so much. But after 5 days, I got an email.

It said: "Hi Pervert, I miss you, I'll be waiting for you on Skype at 21:00 your time. A surprise awaits you."

Actually, this red-haired pervert girl became for me a girl who exceeded my expectations. I thought on Skype there would be a show performed by her, or maybe cybersex, but it was completely different.

When I accepted the call, Natasha was on the screen, but she wasn't alone; there was another girl with her, older than her, with a dildo in the form of panties. She did crazy things right before my eyes.

Two days later, I got another email. It was unexpectedly frank; in it, Natasha confessed that from a young age, her older sister had been raping her, and she had become so accustomed to female caresses that she thought she could never be with a man, but I showed her otherwise, and even though she had used me as a toy (like her sister used to), she regrets it and wants to be with me. She also wrote that her sister had really gone too far and clearly didn't like that she had moved to another city to study.

That day, I realized it was time to shove my insecurity up my ass and take real steps. I took my savings and went to her hometown. Without telling her anything, I rented a vacation house by a frozen lake. And only then, after sneaking her out of her house, I took her to our little dwelling.

We spent 2 weeks there, what was left until studies resumed, and I'll tell you, those were the best 2 weeks of my life. We cooked ourselves, stoked the stove, and fetched water, and most importantly, we became each other's firsts. I remember that moment when I entered her for the first time. Despite her having a lot of experience, I was the first man to enter her; we were both trembling so much, but kissing so passionately when it finally happened.

Naturally, we didn't stop there; we started trying everything: deep throat, anal sex, different positions. She always drank my sperm to the last drop.

The end)