On a hot summer’s day, Adrian, a muscular 35-year-old construction worker, found himself in his backyard, soaking up the sun. His mind wandered to thoughts of his new neighbor, Isabella, an 18-year-old brunette who had moved in a week ago. Her bikini-clad body had caught his eye more than once, and he couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to touch her soft, sun-kissed skin.
Adrian noticed Isabella stepping out onto her balcony, wearing a tiny red bikini. Her eyes met his, and she smiled, making her way down to join him by the pool. They exchanged pleasantries, but Adrian could barely contain himself. He wanted her, and he could tell by the way she looked at him that she felt the same.
Without a word, Isabella stepped closer, her body just inches from his. Adrian’s heart raced as she reached up, gently running her fingers through his hair. He leaned in, capturing her lips with his, feeling her body press against his.
Their kiss grew more passionate as Adrian’s hands explored Isabella’s curves. He slid his fingers beneath her bikini bottom, teasing her wetness. Isabella moaned, arching her back, desperate for more.
Adrian led her to a lounge chair, laying her down gently. He kissed his way down her body, lingering on her breasts before making his way to her bikini bottom. With a swift motion, he tugged it aside, exposing her bare pussy.
He wasted no time, diving in, lapping at her clit, savoring her taste. Isabella writhed beneath him, her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. With each flick of his tongue, she grew closer to the edge, her moans growing louder.
“Adrian, please,” she begged, her voice husky with desire. “I need you inside me.”
Adrian didn’t hesitate, positioning himself above her. He teased her entrance, his cock throbbing with need. Isabella wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer, desperate for him to fill her.
With one swift motion, Adrian entered her, their bodies joining in a frenzy of pleasure. He thrust deep, again and again, their moans mingling in the summer air.
As their pace quickened, Isabella’s nails dug into Adrian’s back, leaving marks as she cried out his name. Adrian could feel himself nearing the edge, his balls tightening as he pumped faster.
With a final thrust, Adrian came hard, his hot cum filling Isabella. She moaned, milking every last drop from him as she writhed in ecstasy.
Adrian collapsed beside her, both of them panting and covered in sweat. He smiled, running his fingers over Isabella’s bikini-clad body, leaving a trail of cum behind.
“Until next time,” he whispered, before getting up to leave.
Isabella watched him go, already counting down the days until they could do it all again.
