It was a hot summer afternoon when I first laid eyes on her. She was standing in the kitchen, her long hair cascading down her back in golden waves. Her arms were raised above her head as she reached for a cup on the top shelf, giving me a perfect view of her firm, round breasts. I could see the outline of her hard nipples through the thin fabric of her shirt, and I felt my cock stir in my pants.
I had never seen a more beautiful woman in my life. Her skin was flawless, with a light golden tan that made her blue eyes sparkle like the ocean on a sunny day. She turned to face me, and I couldn’t help but stare at her perfect boobs. They were large and firm, with pink nipples that were already erect with desire.
She smiled at me, and I felt my heart skip a beat. “Hi there,” she said, her voice soft and sultry. “I’m Sarah. I just moved in next door.”
I introduced myself and we made small talk for a few minutes. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her, and I could tell she was enjoying the attention. She leaned forward, giving me a better view of her cleavage, and I felt my cock grow harder in my pants.
“Would you like to come in for a drink?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
I nodded, unable to speak. She led me into her kitchen and poured us each a glass of wine. We sat at the kitchen table, chatting and laughing like old friends. But I couldn’t take my mind off of her perfect boobs. I wanted to touch them, to taste them, to make her moan with pleasure.
She must have sensed my desire, because she suddenly stood up and walked over to me. She straddled my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck. I could feel her hard nipples pressing against my chest, and I groaned with desire.
She kissed me, her lips soft and warm against mine. I opened my mouth and our tongues met, dancing together in a passionate embrace. She moaned as I ran my hands over her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples.
She broke the kiss and stood up, pulling her shirt over her head and revealing her perfect boobs. I couldn’t help but stare at them, my mouth watering with desire. She smiled and walked over to the kitchen counter, bending over and giving me a perfect view of her round ass.
I stood up and walked over to her, my cock throbbing with desire. I ran my hands over her ass, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. She moaned and wiggled her ass, inviting me to take her.
I didn’t need any more encouragement. I dropped to my knees and spread her legs wide, burying my face in her pussy. She was already wet and ready for me, and I licked and sucked at her clit, making her moan and gasp with pleasure.
She came hard, her juices flowing over my face and chin. I stood up and pulled off my pants, my cock springing free and throbbing with desire. She turned around and bent over the kitchen counter, her perfect boobs hanging down and her ass in the air.
I positioned myself behind her and pushed inside, filling her tight pussy with my cock. She moaned and pushed back, taking me deeper and deeper. I grabbed her hips and started to fuck her hard, our bodies slapping together as we both moaned with pleasure.
She came again and again, her pussy clenching around my cock like a vice. I couldn’t hold back any longer, and I came hard, filling her pussy with my hot, sticky cum.
We collapsed on the kitchen floor, our bodies slick with sweat and cum. We lay there for a few minutes, catching our breath and basking in the afterglow of our passionate encounter.
“Wow,” she said, looking at me with a satisfied smile. “That was amazing.”
I nodded, still too breathless to speak. I knew I had found something special with Sarah, and I couldn’t wait to explore it further.
The end.
