As I lugged in the last box from my pickup truck, I realized I was a fool for not hiring professional movers. But I got the job done, and all of my belongings were finally inside my newly purchased condo—albeit sealed up in boxes.

I went back out to the truck to grab my thermos of coffee, and as I turned around to head inside, I nearly bumped into a petite blonde with incredible tits that were straining her baby tee.

“Hi, I’m Sabrina,” she chirped happily. “You must me my new neighbor.”

Sabrina told me her unit number, and sure enough she lived a few doors down from me.

“Hey, I know what moving is like. Did it myself just a couple of years ago,” she remarked. “Come over to my place for dinner tonight. It’s going to take you a while to set up your kitchen.”

Exhausted and thankful, I accepted her offer. I still had a few hours to kill, but there was plenty of time to shower and make myself presentable for dinner with a hot chick.

As night fell, I knocked on Sabrina’s door. She answered with a smile that could melt ice, and it certainly melted me. As she led me inside, I couldn’t help but stare at the way her tight jean shorts hugged her curvy ass.

I could already smell something delicious in the air. I glanced around at her cozy condo. It was neat with just the right touch of feminine flair.

The dinner she’d prepared was simple but excellent. We talked about our jobs and hobbies, and I told her about what had drawn me to the neighborhood. While we were chatting, I found myself lost in her blue eyes.

Sabrina placed her hand on mine on the table and said, “I was watching you all morning as you hauled in all your stuff.”

“Is that so?” I replied.

“And I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you,” she purred.

Now, let me assure you that I wasn’t certain that I’d have the chance to hook up with Sabrina, but any time a beautiful woman invites you over to her place, you have to be ready to grab the opportunity, because you never know when it will turn into something more. And Sabrina and I seemed to be speeding toward screwing.

She stood up from the table, which was still covered with dirty dishes, and said, “Let’s skip dessert for now. I’ve got something better for you than pie.”

I rose and took her offered hand, letting her lead me to her bedroom.

Sabrina’s room looked, let’s say, lived in. The messy bed was unmade, and there were small piles of clothes on the floor and a nearby chair. But I wasn’t there to critique her skills as a homemaker.

My naughty neighbor turned to face me, her eyes gleaming with lust, and pulled me in for a kiss that was hotter than the sun. I wriggled my hands under her tight tee to squeeze those gorgeous tits that I’d been fantasizing about since I first saw her. She raised her arms, indicating that I should strip off her shirt, and I wasted no time in doing so.

Sabrina’s colossal cans were barely contained by her delicate bra. The lacy contraption gave her mouth-watering cleavage, and her jugs looked jiggly and lush. I reached behind her back to unsnap the garment’s large clasp, and her bra promptly hit the floor, joining her other assorted laundry. I took a moment to admire her toned tummy and bare breasts before lowering my mouth to taste one of her nipples.

Sabrina was pretty short, so I had to contort myself to suckle her, but I didn’t mind. Her pencil eraser-sized nip readily responded to my flicking tongue and nibbling teeth, becoming instantly erect.  I rolled her other nipple between my thumb and forefinger, giving her a sharp pinch that made her release a small squeak.

I moved my mouth to her other plush tit, worshiping it avidly as she unzipped my pants. I rose and kissed her, running my hands through her long hair. But that didn’t distract Sabrina from her mission to get me naked as soon as possible. Without breaking our lip-lock, she yanked down my pants and boxer briefs. I pulled back from her, toed off my sneakers and kicked away my pants and underwear. She reached for my shirt, but I was one step ahead of her and whipped it off over my head.

With one flick, I unbuttoned her tiny shorts and worked them and her panties down over her shapely hips. Naked, she was a sight to behold with an all-over tan and astonishingly sexy curves.

My little spitfire was impatient and pushed me back onto the mattress. I was on my back with my legs dangling over the edge and my feet planted firmly on the floor.

Sabrina straddled my hips and was about to mount my cock, but I told her, “Not yet.”

I grabbed her hips and pulled her forward, planting her shaved pussy on my face. I kept a tight grip on her as I gave her wet slit a long, leisurely lick, scooping up a good serving of her juice. Sabrina sighed prettily above me, but the sound was positively demure. I wanted to hear her lose control and shriek with pleasure, so I set about driving her crazy with my lips, tongue and teeth.

Giving Sabrina a small yank to give myself a good angle, I plunged my tongue in and out of her pussy hole a few times. That elicited a happy squeal, but then I readjusted myself to focus all of my attention on her clit, which had swollen significantly in a relatively short period of time. I swiped my tongue around her puffy pink pearl, and Sabrina began gently rocking her hips. I used my lips to form a tight seal around her button and gave it some hearty sucks before buzzing my tongue over her clit.

That seemed to do the trick because Sabrina was practically singing, her wordless exclamations rising in volume and intensity. I reached around her to plunge a few fingers into her tight snatch. I groaned against her clit as I felt her snug walls hugging my digits. I was already raring to fuck her cunt, and feeling her wrapped around my fingers gave my cock a wonderfully dirty preview of what was to come.

The second I had entered her tunnel, Sabrina whispered, “Oh yeah.”

In response, I aggressively finger-banged her box, while continuing to lap at her clit.

That petite pixie was practically dancing on my face, smearing my lips and chin with her overflowing juices. The experience felt pretty decadent, and I doubled-down on my efforts to send her into the stratosphere.

Sabrina did indeed shriek as her climax wrecked her. I felt her cunt walls spasming around my cock as she was rocked by her orgasm. I licked and lapped, drinking up her honey as she bucked and wailed.

When her cries finally faded, I lifted her and pushed her down toward my raging boner, which was ready and waiting for action.

“OK, now we can fuck,” I said, making her laugh.

Sabrina’s face and chest were covered with a beautiful orgasmic blush. Her eyes had a dreamy, faraway stare, but that rapidly faded as she got down to business and planted her hairless snatch on my pole.

Sabrina moaned as she descended, and I filled her up. Once she was fully impaled on my rod, she leaned forward to kiss me. She lapped at my lips and chin, tasting herself on my skin. She rose and smiled sexily; her lips glossed with her own fluids.

I reached up to squeeze Sabrina’s tremendous tits as she started to vigorously ride me. Eating her pussy had already gotten me seriously worked up, and her snapping hips were moving in a way that pushed me to the edge of coming almost immediately. But I dug deep to summon all of my fortitude to make the moment last as long as possible.

I sat up and took control, effortlessly flipping her over. She was so tiny and light that it was easy to push her down onto the bed and take her from above. She wrapped her legs around me, giving me an encouraging squeeze.

Her body language told me that she wanted me to pound her, and I would. But first, I wanted to slowly screw her and enjoy the feeling of her velvety pussy caressing my prick. I leisurely fucked her, pinning both of her delicate wrists above her head with one hand.

Sabrina was whimpering and trying to buck her hips, but my weight was holding her down. She could do nothing but accept what I was giving her. Her slippery cunt was growing so wet; it was making squelching sounds as we screwed. Those indecent noises joined those of our heavy breathing and softly smacking bodies.

“Oh, please,” she begged. “I want to come again. I’m so close, I can feel it.” She took a deep breath and pleaded, “I just need you to fuck me hard.”

Goddamn, how could any mortal man hold out upon hearing those words? Certainly not me. That simple statement set me loose. I released her wrists and immediately began jackhammering her. Sabrina wrapped her arms around me, her scrabbling fingers scratching against my back. Her sharp nails seemed to leave little trails of fire along my flesh. I savored the sting as I continued to plunder her pussy.

As I picked up the pace, chatty Sabrina kept me apprised of how close she was to climaxing. And when words began to fail her, I knew my job was nearly complete. I jammed myself into her, and she came hard around me, her cunt muscles repeatedly contracting and releasing around me. That was all it took to send me into orgasmic oblivion, and I filled her with my hot seed.

Afterward, we hung out for a while in bed, laughing and snacking on her homemade apple pie.

I had already thought this condo complex came with tons of amenities. But I had no idea that they included a hot blonde fuck buddy, who’s an incredible cook. I seriously lucked out.