It was a hot summer afternoon, and Sarah couldn’t help but feel a little stir-crazy in her small apartment. With long, wavy auburn hair cascading down her back, she stood in her kitchen, wearing only a loose button-down shirt and a pair of sheer lace panties. The house was quiet, save for the hum of the air conditioner and the distant sound of cars passing on the street outside.
Sarah had always been a sensual being, and she loved the feeling of her own body, especially her perfect, round breasts. She often found herself admiring them in the mirror as she got dressed in the morning, running her fingers over the soft, supple skin and feeling her nipples harden beneath her touch.
Today, however, she couldn’t help but feel a little restless. She had been alone for too long, and she craved the touch of another person, the feeling of their hands on her body, their lips on hers. She knew she shouldn’t think such things, not when she was alone in her kitchen, but she couldn’t help it.
As she reached up to grab a glass from the cabinet, she caught a glimpse of herself in the reflection of the window. Her nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric of her shirt, hard and erect, and she felt a shiver of pleasure run down her spine. She couldn’t resist the temptation any longer.
Slowly, she undid the buttons of her shirt, letting it fall open to reveal her perfect, round breasts. She ran her fingers over the soft skin, feeling the weight of them in her hands, and let out a soft sigh of pleasure. She closed her eyes, imagining the touch of another person, the way their hands would feel on her body, their lips on hers.
She didn’t have to wait long. She heard the sound of footsteps behind her, and then a warm, familiar voice. “Well, well, well, what do we have here?” It was Mark, her neighbor from across the hall. He had moved in a few months ago, and they had become fast friends, often spending evenings together, cooking dinner and watching movies.
Sarah opened her eyes and turned to face him, a coy smile on her lips. “Just enjoying the view,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
Mark stepped closer, his eyes fixed on her breasts. “Well, I have to say, the view is incredible,” he said, his voice low and rough.
Sarah felt a rush of pleasure at his words. She reached out and took his hand, placing it on her breast. “I’ve been thinking about you all day,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear.
Mark groaned, his fingers tightening on her breast. “Fuck, Sarah,” he said, his voice filled with desire. “I’ve been thinking about you too.”
He leaned in, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Sarah moaned, her body pressed against his, feeling the hard length of his cock against her hip. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer, deeper into the kiss.
Mark’s hands were everywhere, touching and caressing her body, and Sarah couldn’t help but moan with pleasure. He reached down, cupping her ass, pulling her closer, and she felt the tip of his cock brush against her panties.
She broke the kiss, gasping for breath. “Fuck me, Mark,” she said, her voice filled with desire. “I need you inside me.”
Mark didn’t need to be asked twice. He lifted her up, setting her on the counter, and pulled her panties aside. He rubbed the head of his cock against her wet pussy, teasing her, and Sarah moaned, her hips bucking against him.
“Please, Mark,” she begged, her voice filled with need. “Fuck me now.”
Mark didn’t hesitate. He pushed inside her, filling her completely, and Sarah cried out, her fingers digging into his shoulders. He started to move, thrusting in and out of her, and Sarah moaned, her head thrown back, her body moving in time with his.
Their moans filled the kitchen, mingling with the sound of their bodies slapping together. Sarah’s nails dug into Mark’s back, leaving marks on his skin, and he groaned, his thrusts becoming harder and faster.
Sarah felt her orgasm building, her body tensing, and she cried out, her pussy clenching around Mark’s cock. He groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic, and then he stilled, his cock throbbing inside her as he came.
They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies slick with sweat, their hearts racing. Sarah looked up at Mark, a satisfied smile on her lips. “That was incredible,” she said, her voice soft.
Mark smiled, his eyes filled with desire. “You’re incredible,” he said, his fingers tracing patterns on her skin.
They stayed like that for a while longer, enjoying the feeling of each other’s bodies, before finally pulling apart. Sarah looked down at her breasts, her nipples still hard and erect, and she couldn’t help but smile.
It had been a long, hot summer afternoon, but now, she felt completely satisfied.
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The end.
