Sarah slammed the front door shut after the babysitter left, the click of the lock echoing through her quiet suburban house. Another Friday night alone, her kid finally asleep upstairs, and that familiar ache between her legs screaming for attention. At thirty-four, she hadn't had a decent fuck in over a year. Dating apps were full of flakes, and she was tired of her own fingers. She poured a glass of wine and flopped on the couch, scrolling through her phone until a message popped up from her neighbor, Mike.
"Heard the sitter leave. Want company?"
She typed back fast: "Get your ass over here. Door's unlocked."
Mike walked in five minutes later, a tall guy in his late twenties with broad shoulders and a cocky grin. He didn't waste time with small talk. "Heard you've been needing this," he said, kicking off his boots and pulling his shirt over his head. Sarah stood up, her robe falling open to show she was naked underneath. Her tits were full from years of motherhood, nipples already hard. Mike grabbed one, squeezing hard. "Fuck, these are nice."
She dropped to her knees right there in the living room. "Shut up and give me your cock." She yanked his jeans down, freeing a thick, veiny dick that was already half-hard. Sarah wrapped her lips around the head and sucked it deep, tasting salt and skin. Mike groaned and thrust forward, shoving more into her throat. She gagged but kept going, slurping noisily, spit dripping down her chin onto her bare tits. "That's it, suck that dick like a desperate single mom," he growled, fisting her hair.
Sarah pulled off, strings of saliva connecting her mouth to his shaft. "I need it in my pussy. Now." She stood, turned around, and bent over the arm of the couch, spreading her legs. Her ass was round and firm, pussy lips already slick and swollen. Mike stepped up behind her, rubbed the head of his cock along her slit, and slammed in balls-deep in one thrust. Sarah cried out, "Yes, fuck me hard!"
He pounded her without mercy, hips slapping against her ass with wet, filthy sounds. Each thrust stretched her tight cunt, hitting deep where her ex never could. Sarah reached down and rubbed her clit in fast circles. "Deeper, you bastard. Make me come." Mike grabbed her hips and drilled harder, the couch creaking under them. Her juices coated his cock, running down her thighs. After a few minutes he pulled out, flipped her onto her back on the cushions, and hooked her legs over his shoulders. He drove back in, watching her tits bounce with every brutal stroke.
"Fuck, your pussy's gripping me like it hasn't had cock in forever," he said, voice rough. Sarah moaned louder, "It hasn't. Fill me up." He leaned down and sucked one nipple into his mouth, biting just enough to make her yelp. Her orgasm hit sudden and sharp; she clamped down on his dick, walls pulsing as she squirted a little around him. Mike didn't stop. He kept fucking her through it, then pulled out and flipped her again, this time onto all fours on the floor. He spread her ass cheeks and licked her from clit to asshole, tongue pushing inside both holes.
Sarah pushed back against his face. "Eat that single mom pussy. Make it sloppy." He did, then stood and sank his cock back into her from behind. This angle was even better; he hit her G-spot with every thrust. She reached between her legs to play with her clit again while he slapped her ass red. "Tell me how bad you want my load," he demanded. "I want it deep in my cunt," she gasped. "Pump it in me like I'm your fucktoy."
They moved to the kitchen next. Mike bent her over the counter, cold granite against her stomach. He fucked her standing, one hand reaching around to pinch her clit while the other held her down. Sarah came again, legs shaking, screaming into her arm so she wouldn't wake the kid upstairs. Mike pulled out just long enough to spin her around and shove his cock back in her mouth. She tasted her own cream on him, sucking greedily until he yanked her up and bent her over once more.
He came with a grunt, flooding her pussy with thick ropes of cum. It leaked out around his shaft as he kept thrusting through his orgasm. When he finally pulled free, a mix of cum and her juices ran down her legs. Sarah stayed bent over, catching her breath, then turned and kissed him messy and deep. "Round two in the shower," she said. "And don't be gentle."
Mike grinned and followed her upstairs. Under the hot spray he soaped her tits and ass, then lifted her against the tile wall and fucked her standing, water sluicing between their bodies. She wrapped her legs around him and took every inch, dirty talk spilling out between moans. "Your cock feels so fucking good splitting me open." He came again inside her, then set her down so she could drop to her knees and clean him with her mouth.
They ended up in her bed, fucking slow and deep one last time before he left at dawn. Sarah lay there afterward, cum still leaking from her well-used cunt, already planning the next time. For the first time in years, she felt satisfied instead of frustrated. Single mom life had its perks when the right neighbor showed up.
