Maria, a stunning woman in her early thirties, stood in her spacious kitchen. She had long, wavy auburn hair that cascaded down her back, and her curvaceous figure was accentuated by the skimpy negligee she wore. Her ample breasts, barely contained by the silky fabric, were perfect – full and firm with rosy nipples that stood erect with arousal.
She was waiting for her lover, Henry, who was running late. Maria busied herself by preparing a simple meal, her mind wandering to the delicious things she wanted Henry to do to her. She felt a familiar throbbing between her legs and decided to indulge in a little self-pleasure while she waited.
Maria leaned against the kitchen counter, her long hair brushing against her bare shoulders. She closed her eyes and let her fingers drift down to her lace-covered mound. She slid her hand beneath the fabric, moaning softly as she found her swollen clit. She began to rub slow circles around it, her breath hitching as the pleasure built.
Just as she was about to reach her peak, she heard the front door open and footsteps approaching. Maria quickly removed her hand from her negligee, her cheeks flushed with guilt and desire.
Henry appeared in the kitchen doorway, his eyes widening at the sight of Maria’s nearly naked body. He was a tall, muscular man with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He was wearing a suit, his tie loosened and his jacket open.
“I’m so sorry I’m late,” he said, his voice husky with desire. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”
Maria smiled, her gaze locked on his. “I’ve been thinking about you too,” she said, her voice low and sultry.
Henry crossed the room in two strides, pulling Maria into his arms. He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth as his hands roamed over her body. Maria responded eagerly, her hands tugging at his tie and unbuttoning his shirt.
Henry broke the kiss, his lips trailing down Maria’s neck to her bare shoulder. He nibbled at her sensitive skin, making her gasp with pleasure. Maria arched her back, offering herself to him.
Henry took the invitation, his hands cupping Maria’s breasts through the fabric of her negligee. He teased her nipples, rolling them between his fingers until they were hard and aching. Maria moaned, her head falling back as she surrendered to the pleasure.
Henry’s hands slid down Maria’s body, tracing the curve of her waist and the flare of her hips. He hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her negligee and slowly pulled it down, revealing her bare breasts and the triangle of hair between her legs.
Maria stepped out of the discarded fabric, her eyes locked on Henry’s. She reached for his belt, her fingers trembling with desire. She unbuckled it and unzipped his pants, freeing his hard cock.
Henry groaned as Maria wrapped her hand around his shaft, her fingers barely able to encircle him. She began to stroke him, her grip firm and sure. Henry leaned back against the kitchen counter, his eyes closed as he savored the sensation.
Maria dropped to her knees, her long hair brushing against Henry’s thighs as she leaned in to take him in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock, tasting the salty bead of pre-cum that had formed. She took him deeper into her mouth, her lips stretched wide as she sucked him in.
Henry tangled his fingers in Maria’s hair, guiding her rhythm as she bobbed her head up and down his shaft. Maria moaned around him, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine.
Henry couldn’t take it any longer. He pulled Maria to her feet, his lips crashing against hers in a fierce kiss. He lifted her onto the kitchen counter, spreading her legs wide.
Maria gasped as Henry’s fingers found her wet and ready. He teased her clit, making her moan and writhe beneath his touch. Maria reached for his cock, guiding it to her entrance.
Henry thrust into her, filling her completely. Maria wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. Henry began to move, his hips pistoning as he fucked her hard and fast.
Maria’s moans filled the kitchen, mingling with the sounds of their bodies slapping together. She clung to Henry, her nails digging into his back as the pleasure built.
Henry reached between them, finding Maria’s clit with his thumb. He rubbed slow circles around it, the pressure building until Maria cried out in pleasure. Her orgasm washed over her, making her entire body shudder with ecstasy.
Henry followed her over the edge, his cock twitching as he filled her with his hot cum. Maria milked him dry, her pussy clenching around him as she came down from her high.
Henry pulled out of Maria, his cock still semi-hard. Maria slid off the kitchen counter, her legs shaky. She leaned against him, her head on his chest as they caught their breath.
“That was amazing,” Maria said, her voice hoarse from her moans.
“Yes, it was,” Henry agreed, his arms tightening around her. “I can’t wait to do it again.”
