Horny Amateur Couple Intense Home POV Fuck with Squirt & Deepthroat

Sarah stood in the living room of their small apartment, wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt that barely covered her round ass. The TV droned in the background with some random show neither of them was really watching. Michael had just gotten back from the gym, still sweaty, his tank top clinging to his chest. He dropped his bag by the door and grinned at her.
“Babe, you look like you’re asking for trouble,” he said, kicking off his shoes.
Sarah laughed and turned around, shaking her hips a little. “Maybe I am. You’ve been gone all morning and I’m bored as fuck.”
She walked over and pulled his tank top up, running her hands over his stomach. Michael grabbed her waist and pulled her close, kissing her hard. Their mouths moved together sloppily, tongues pushing against each other. His hands slid down to squeeze her big ass cheeks under the shirt.
“Shit, you’re not wearing anything underneath,” he muttered against her lips.
“Nope,” Sarah replied with a smirk. She dropped to her knees right there on the carpet, yanking his shorts down. His thick cock sprang out, already half-hard. She wrapped her hand around the base and looked up at him with hungry eyes before taking him into her mouth.
Michael groaned and held the back of her head gently at first. Sarah worked him deep, her lips sliding down his shaft until she gagged a little. She pulled back, strings of spit connecting her mouth to his cock, then dove back in, sucking harder. The wet slurping sounds filled the room, mixing with the TV noise.
“Fuck, your throat feels so good,” Michael said, his voice low and rough. He started thrusting a little into her mouth, pushing deeper each time. Sarah took it like a pro, her eyes watering but never stopping. She bobbed her head fast, one hand stroking what she couldn’t fit, the other reaching between her own legs to rub her pussy.
After a few minutes, Michael pulled her up and bent her over the arm of the couch. Sarah spread her legs, arching her back so her ass stuck out. He knelt behind her and buried his face in her pussy, licking from her clit to her hole. She moaned loud, pushing back against his tongue.
“Right there, don’t stop,” she gasped.
He ate her out messily, his face getting wet with her juices. Sarah’s legs shook as he sucked on her clit. When he pushed two fingers inside her and curled them, she cried out and started squirting, clear fluid spraying onto the floor and his chin.
“Holy shit, you’re soaking everything,” Michael laughed, wiping his mouth.
He stood up, lined his cock up with her dripping pussy, and slammed in hard. Sarah gripped the couch cushions, moaning as he filled her completely. The sound of his hips slapping against her big ass echoed through the apartment. He fucked her deep and fast, one hand gripping her hip, the other reaching around to rub her clit.
“Harder,” she begged. “Fuck me harder.”
Michael obliged, pounding into her with rough strokes. The couch creaked under them. Sweat dripped down his chest onto her back. Sarah’s hair was a mess, sticking to her face as she pushed back to meet every thrust.
He pulled out and flipped her onto her back on the couch. Sarah spread her legs wide, holding her knees up. Michael pushed back inside, watching his cock disappear into her tight pussy. He leaned down to kiss her while thrusting, their bodies slapping together wetly.
“You’re gonna make me cum again,” she panted.
“Good. I want to feel you squirt all over my cock.”
He sped up, grinding against her clit with every stroke. Sarah’s breathing got faster, her moans turning into sharp cries. Her pussy clenched around him and she squirted again, soaking his stomach and the couch.
Michael didn’t slow down. He kept fucking her through it, the wet sounds even louder now. Sarah’s body trembled, her big tits bouncing with each thrust.
“Turn around,” he said suddenly.
Sarah got on all fours on the couch, ass up high. Michael grabbed her hips and drove back in, fucking her doggystyle even harder. He reached forward and pulled her hair lightly, making her arch more.
The TV was still playing in the background, but they barely heard it anymore. All that mattered was the intense rhythm of his cock slamming into her pussy. Sarah reached between her legs and rubbed her clit furiously.
“I’m cumming again,” she whimpered.
Her third orgasm hit hard, her pussy gushing around his cock. Michael groaned, feeling her squeeze him tight. He pulled out and stroked himself fast.
“Where do you want it?” he asked, voice strained.
“On my ass,” Sarah replied, looking back at him.
He exploded with a deep grunt, thick ropes of cum shooting across her round ass cheeks and lower back. Some dripped down between her cheeks. Sarah stayed there for a moment, catching her breath, cum glistening on her skin.
Michael collapsed beside her on the couch, both of them laughing breathlessly.
“Damn, that was intense,” he said, running a hand through his messy hair.
Sarah nodded, still panting. “Best way to kill boredom. But we should probably clean the floor before it dries.”
She stood up on shaky legs, the oversized t-shirt now damp with sweat and other fluids. Michael pulled his shorts back up and helped her wipe down the couch quickly. The TV continued playing like nothing had happened.
They both grinned at each other, knowing this random afternoon fuck was exactly what they needed. The apartment smelled like sex and a little bit like the lunch they’d forgotten about in the kitchen. Back to normal life, at least until the next time the mood hit.