It was a hot summer afternoon, and Sarah was in the kitchen making herself a cold drink. She was wearing a tight, low-cut white tank top that perfectly accentuated her perfect, firm breasts. Her long, golden hair cascaded down her shoulders in soft waves, framing her face and drawing attention to her full lips. She was standing in front of the sink, her back to the door, unaware that she was being watched.
John had come over to Sarah’s house to help her with some chores, but as soon as he saw her standing there in the kitchen, he forgot all about the work that needed to be done. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her, and he felt his cock begin to stir in his pants.
Sarah sensed that she was being watched and turned around to see John standing in the doorway, his eyes fixed on her chest. She smiled and walked over to him, placing a hand on his chest.
“Like what you see?” she asked, her voice low and seductive.
John couldn’t speak, he just nodded his head and reached out to touch her. Sarah took his hand and led him to the kitchen table, pushing him down into a chair. She climbed onto his lap, straddling him, and began to grind her hips against his growing erection.
John’s hands found her breasts, cupping them and rubbing her nipples through the thin fabric of her top. Sarah moaned and leaned down to kiss him, her tongue delving into his mouth. John could feel her hard nipples pressing against his chest, and he reached down to slip his hands under her top, pulling it up to reveal her perfect, round breasts.
Sarah broke the kiss and leaned back, giving John a full view of her naked chest. She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall away. John’s hands immediately went to her breasts, squeezing and caressing them. Sarah closed her eyes and threw her head back, moaning as John’s thumbs brushed over her nipples.
John couldn’t wait any longer, he needed to feel her skin against his. He stood up, lifting Sarah with him, and carried her over to the kitchen counter. He laid her down and pulled her shorts and panties off, leaving her naked and exposed. He knelt down between her legs and spread them apart, his eyes fixated on her wet, pink pussy.
Sarah reached down and ran her fingers through her wet folds, moaning as she did so. John leaned in and licked her, tasting her sweetness. Sarah’s back arched off the counter as John’s tongue explored her, lapping at her clit and plunging into her pussy.
John stood up and unbuttoned his pants, letting them fall to the ground. He pulled his boxers down and his hard cock sprang free. Sarah reached out and grasped it, stroking it up and down. John moaned and closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of her hand on his cock.
Sarah guided John’s cock to her entrance and he pushed inside her, filling her completely. Sarah wrapped her legs around him and pulled him deeper, moaning as he began to thrust.
John’s hands found Sarah’s breasts again, squeezing and pinching her nipples as he fucked her. Sarah’s moans grew louder and more urgent, and John could feel her pussy tightening around his cock.
Sarah’s orgasm hit her like a wave, and she cried out as she came, her pussy clenching around John’s cock. John couldn’t hold back any longer and he followed her over the edge, cumming deep inside her.
John collapsed onto Sarah, his cock still buried inside her. They lay there for a moment, catching their breath and enjoying the afterglow of their passionate encounter.
Sarah smiled up at John and ran her fingers through his hair. “I think we need to do that more often,” she said.
John grinned and nodded in agreement. “I couldn’t agree more.”
