Sarah stumbled through the door of her apartment, kicking off her heels with a sigh of relief. The long day at the office had left her exhausted, but as she began to undress, she felt a familiar ache between her legs.
Her mind wandered to her neighbor, the tall, muscular man who spent hours working on his car in the driveway. She imagined him naked, his hard cock in her hand. Her fingers found their way between her legs, and she began to touch herself, moaning softly.
But the fantasy was interrupted by a loud knock on the door. Sarah froze, her heart racing. She considered not answering, but the knock came again, louder this time.
With a sigh, Sarah quickly pulled on a robe and opened the door, revealing her neighbor holding up a bag of sugar. "I ran out and need to borrow some," he explained, his eyes taking in her flushed cheeks and heavy breathing.
Sarah's mind raced as she took in the sight of him, his muscular arms and broad chest. She couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to have him inside her.
"Everything okay, Sarah?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
Sarah stammered out an excuse, but her neighbor didn't seem convinced. "Well, since I'm here," he said, his smirk growing. "Maybe I can help you out with that..."
Sarah's heart raced as she realized what he was suggesting. She hesitated for a moment, but the ache between her legs was too strong to resist. She stepped aside, allowing him to enter.
He closed the door behind him, his eyes locked on Sarah's. She untied her robe, letting it fall to the floor. She stood before him, completely naked.
His eyes widened as he took in the sight of her. He stepped closer, his hands reaching out to touch her. Sarah's breath hitched as his fingers found her nipples, teasing them to hard points. She moaned, her head falling back.
His mouth found hers, his tongue exploring her mouth. Sarah's hands found his belt, pulling it open. She reached inside, wrapping her hand around his hard cock.
He groaned, his hips thrusting forward. Sarah's other hand found his, guiding it between her legs. He slipped a finger inside her, and she moaned louder.
"Fuck, Sarah," he murmured against her lips. "You're so wet."
"I need you," she gasped, her hand stroking his cock faster.
He picked her up, wrapping her legs around his waist. He carried her to the couch, laying her down. He knelt between her legs, his cock poised at her entrance.
"Look at me," he commanded, his eyes dark with desire.
Sarah looked at him, her eyes filled with need. He thrust inside her, filling her completely. She cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders.
He began to move, each thrust harder than the last. Sarah met him thrust for thrust, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.
"You feel so good," he groaned, his hips slapping against hers.
"Harder," Sarah begged, her legs tightening around his waist.
He gave her what she wanted, his thrusts becoming wild and uncontrolled. Sarah felt herself on the brink of release, her body tensing.
"Come for me," he commanded, his thumb finding her clit.
Sarah screamed as she came, her orgasm ripping through her. He followed soon after, his cock twitching inside her.
They lay there, panting and sweaty, their bodies still tangled together.
"Fuck, Sarah," he murmured, his head resting on her chest.
"I know," she replied, a satisfied smile on her face.
End of Chapter One.
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