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Mike had been single for almost a year when his ex-girlfriend, Sarah, casually mentioned her new roommate during one of their friendly catch-up texts. “You’d actually like her,” Sarah wrote. “Isaymi’s funny, chill, and way too hot for her own good. Come over to meet her sometime.”

He didn’t expect much, but the moment he arrived and saw Isaymi, something clicked. She was petite with smooth caramel skin, dark wavy hair that fell just past her shoulders, and a bright, teasing smile that made her brown eyes sparkle. They hit it off immediately—banter flowing easily. Sarah watched them with an amused smirk, eventually excusing herself to “run errands” that clearly meant giving them space. She knew Mike had a special charisma and she knew his type. She knew they were going to hit it off.

//Two Weeks Later//

They were inseparable. If one of them were somewhere, the other wasn’t far away. The sexual tension had been building from that first night, but they took their time, enjoying the slow burn.

One warm Thursday evening, Sarah was out of town visiting family. Mike and Isaymi were in the kitchen making dinner while her parents—visiting for the weekend—were supposedly napping in the guest room. The house was quiet except for the low sizzle of chicken in the pan and the soft music playing from Isaymi’s phone.

They started kissing against the counter. It was supposed to be innocent, but Isaymi’s hands slipped under his shirt, nails grazing his skin. Mike’s hand slid down the back of her shorts, cupping her ass. She was already wet—he could feel the heat through her thin panties.

“Porch,” she whispered breathlessly against his mouth. “They might wake up.”

They slipped outside onto the secluded and screened back porch. The night air was thick and humid. Mike sat on the wide outdoor couch and pulled Isaymi into his lap. She straddled him, grinding slowly as they made out. His fingers pushed her panties aside, rubbing her slick pussy in firm circles. She was soaked. He could feel her juices coating his fingers as he teased her clit.

Isaymi moaned softly into his neck, trying to stay quiet. “I want you so bad,” she breathed.

Mike stood, turned her around, and bent her over the arm of the couch. He dropped to his knees, yanking her shorts and panties down to her ankles. Her pretty pussy glistened in the dim porch light. He spread her cheeks and licked her from clit to ass in long, hungry strokes. Isaymi trembled, pushing back against his face. He sucked on her clit until her legs shook, then slid two fingers inside her, curling them against her g-spot while his tongue kept working.

She came hard, biting her lip to stay silent, her pussy clenching around his fingers.

Mike stood, freed his hard cock, and rubbed the head against her dripping entrance. “You sure?” he asked.

Isaymi looked back at him with lust-heavy eyes and nodded. He pushed in slowly, savoring the tight, wet heat. Once he was fully buried, he started thrusting—deep, steady strokes that made her small ass jiggle with every impact. Isaymi’s head fell forward, moaning into the cushion as he fucked her harder. The wet sounds of their bodies filled the porch.

He reached around and rubbed her clit while pounding into her. She came again, this time louder, her pussy pulsing around his cock. Mike couldn’t hold back. He pulled out at the last second and came across her ass and lower back in thick ropes.

They cleaned up quickly, giggling like teenagers, and went back inside just before her parents woke up for dinner. Later that night, after her parents went to bed, they made their way into Isaymi’s room. Mike pulled her jogging shorts and panties down again, this time eating her

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