It was a hot summer afternoon, and Marianne was in her kitchen, preparing a refreshing iced tea. She had long, wavy auburn hair that cascaded down her shoulders, and her youthful face was flushed with the heat. She was naked, her perfect, perky breasts bouncing gently as she moved around the kitchen.
Suddenly, she heard the front door open and close. She turned around, startled, to see her neighbor, Tom, standing in the doorway. He was a tall, muscular man with a square jaw and piercing blue eyes. He was also naked, his erect cock standing at attention.
Marianne’s heart raced as she took in the sight of him. She had always found Tom attractive, but she had never acted on her desires. Until now.
Tom walked towards her, his eyes locked on hers. He reached out and ran his fingers through her hair, gently pulling her head back. He leaned in and kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth. Marianne responded eagerly, her body pressed against his.
Tom’s hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. Marianne moaned, her hips grinding against his. She could feel his cock, hot and hard, against her stomach.
Tom broke the kiss and trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking. He reached her breasts and took a nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting gently. Marianne cried out, her fingers digging into his shoulders.
Tom’s hand traveled down her stomach and between her legs. He found her clit, already swollen and wet, and began to rub slow circles around it. Marianne gasped, her legs trembling.
