Lust in the Kitchen

Maria, a stunning woman in her early thirties, stood in her spacious kitchen. Her long, wavy auburn hair cascaded down her back, stopping just at the small of her waist. She was completely nude, her curves on full display. Her perky, perfect breasts, tipped with rose-colored nipples, drew the most attention.

She was waiting for her lover, Jack, to come home from work. She had the day off and decided to surprise him with a seductive welcome. As she heard his keys jingling in the lock, she positioned herself in front of the kitchen island, leaning against it with her hands.

Jack walked in, his eyes immediately drawn to Maria’s naked form. “My God, Maria, you’re gorgeous,” he said, dropping his briefcase and rushing over to her.

Maria smiled, her hazel eyes sparkling with desire. “I’ve been waiting for you,” she said, her voice low and sultry.

Jack wasted no time, pressing his lips to hers in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples. Maria moaned into the kiss, her body already responding to his touch.

Jack broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck and to her breasts. He sucked and nibbled on her nipples, causing Maria to gasp and arch her back.

“Yes, Jack, just like that,” she said, her voice husky with desire.

Jack continued to worship her breasts, his hands exploring the rest of her body. He slipped a hand between her legs, finding her wet and ready for him.

“God, Maria, you’re so wet,” he said, his voice filled with awe.

Maria moaned as he rubbed her clit, her hips grinding against his hand. “Fuck, Jack, don’t stop,” she said, her breath hitching.

Jack didn’t stop, continuing to rub her clit as he slid a finger inside her. Maria’s moans grew louder as he added a second finger, fucking her with his hand.

“Oh, fuck, Jack, I’m so close,” Maria said, her voice filled with need.

Jack picked up the pace, fucking her harder and faster with his hand. Maria’s moans turned into cries of pleasure as she came, her orgasm washing over her.

Jack didn’t give her time to recover, lifting her onto the kitchen island and positioning himself between her legs. He teased her entrance with the head of his cock, causing Maria to whimper with need.

“Please, Jack, fuck me,” she said, her voice desperate.

Jack didn’t need to be asked twice, sliding his cock inside her. Maria’s back arched as he filled her, her hips meeting his thrusts.

They set a fast pace, their moans and gasps filling the kitchen. Jack’s hands gripped Maria’s hips, pulling her closer with each thrust.

Maria’s nails dug into Jack’s shoulders as she came again, her orgasm triggering his own. He groaned as he filled her, his hips stuttering as he came down from his high.

They stayed like that for a moment, catching their breaths. Jack pulled out of Maria, kissing her deeply.

“Welcome home,” Maria said, smiling up at him.

Jack grinned, picking her up and carrying her to the bedroom. “I’m home, and I’m not leaving anytime soon.”

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