It was a hot summer evening and Marianne, a 28-year-old woman with long brunette hair and curves in all the right places, was in her kitchen making herself a late-night snack. She was wearing a tight white tank top and a pair of black lace panties. Her large breasts were barely contained by the thin fabric of her top, and her nipples were hard and erect.
Suddenly, she heard a knock at the door. She glanced at the clock on the wall. It was after midnight. She wondered who could be visiting her at this hour. She walked to the front door and opened it to find Jake, her neighbor from across the hall, standing there.
Jake was a tall, handsome man with piercing blue eyes and a muscular build. He was wearing only a pair of low-slung jeans that showed off his toned abs and the trail of hair that led from his navel to his cock.
“I’m sorry to bother you so late,” he said, his voice deep and husky. “But I couldn’t sleep and I saw your light on. I hope I’m not interrupting anything.”
Marianne looked at him for a moment, her heart racing in her chest. She knew what he wanted, and she wanted it too. She stepped aside and let him in.
Without a word, Jake crossed the room and pulled Marianne into his arms. He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth. She responded eagerly, her tongue meeting his in a passionate dance.
Jake’s hands roamed over Marianne’s body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples through the thin fabric of her top. She moaned with pleasure, her pussy growing wet with desire.
Jake broke the kiss and began to trail kisses down Marianne’s neck, nibbling on her earlobes and licking her collarbone. She arched her back, offering herself to him.
He reached behind her and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts spilled out, her nipples hard and aching for his touch.
Jake took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked hard, making Marianne gasp with pleasure. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer.
He switched to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. Marianne’s pussy was dripping now, her clit throbbing with need.
Jake reached down and slipped his hand into Marianne’s panties. She was so wet, his fingers slid in easily. He began to finger her, his thumb rubbing her clit in slow circles.
Marianne moaned, her hips bucking against Jake’s hand. She was close, so close to cumming.
But Jake had other plans. He pulled his fingers out of her pussy and brought them to his mouth, tasting her juices.
“You taste so good,” he said, his voice thick with desire.
He picked Marianne up and sat her on the kitchen counter. He spread her legs wide and knelt between them.
He leaned in and began to lick her pussy, his tongue probing her folds and circling her clit. Marianne threw her head back and moaned, her hands gripping the edge of the counter.
Jake slipped a finger into her pussy, then two, fucking her with his fingers while he licked and sucked her clit.
Marianne’s orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her body shaking and shuddering as she came hard.
Jake stood up and pushed his jeans down, revealing his hard cock. He stepped forward and rubbed the head of his cock against Marianne’s pussy, teasing her.
She reached down and grabbed his cock, guiding it inside her. Jake thrust deep, filling her completely.
They began to fuck, hard and fast. Jake grabbed Marianne’s hips and pounded into her, their bodies slapping together.
Marianne moaned, her pussy gripping Jake’s cock. She could feel another orgasm building, her clit throbbing with pleasure.
Jake reached down and began to rub her clit again, his fingers moving in time with his thrusts.
Marianne came again, her pussy clenching around Jake’s cock. He groaned, his own orgasm hitting him. He pulled out and cummed all over her stomach, his hot seed spilling out of his cock.
They collapsed onto the kitchen floor, their bodies slick with sweat.
“That was amazing,” Marianne said, panting.
“Yes, it was,” Jake agreed, smiling.
They lay there for a few minutes, catching their breath. Then Jake stood up and pulled his jeans back on.
“I’ll see you later,” he said, and walked out of the kitchen.
Marianne lay there for a few more minutes, her body still tingling with pleasure. Then she got up and cleaned herself up.
She walked back into the kitchen and saw that Jake had left a note on the counter.
“Thanks for the snack,” it read.
Marianne smiled and shook her head. She knew she would be seeing Jake again very soon.
