It was a hot summer evening, and the kitchen was filled with the aroma of dinner being prepared. Sarah, a long-haired woman with a stunning physique, was standing at the counter, chopping vegetables for a salad. She was completely nude, her perfect boobs on display, her nipples hardening in the cool air of the kitchen.
As she worked, she heard the front door open, and her husband, John, walked in. He was a tall, muscular man, and his eyes widened as he took in the sight of his wife, naked and beautiful in their kitchen.
“Sarah,” he said, his voice low and husky. “What are you doing?”
She turned to face him, her long hair cascading down her back. “I was just making dinner,” she said, her voice innocent. “But I couldn’t wait for you to get home. I wanted to feel you inside me.”
John’s cock hardened at her words, and he crossed the room in a few strides, pulling Sarah into his arms. He kissed her deeply, their tongues dancing together, and she moaned as he cupped her breasts, his thumbs rubbing her nipples.
“I’ve been thinking about this all day,” he murmured, his breath hot against her ear. “I need to be inside you.”
Sarah pulled back, her eyes shining with desire. “Then take me,” she said, her voice a whisper.
John’s hands moved down her body, caressing her curves, and he slipped a finger into her wet pussy. She moaned, her head falling back, and he added a second finger, thrusting them in and out of her.
“You’re so wet,” he said, his voice strained. “I need to taste you.”
He dropped to his knees, spreading Sarah’s legs wider, and he began to lick her pussy. She moaned, her hands going to his head, holding him in place as he licked and sucked her clit. He slipped a finger inside her, curling it up to hit her G-spot, and she cried out, her orgasm building quickly.
“John, yes, oh god, yes,” she moaned, her hips bucking against his face.
He continued to lick and finger her, driving her wild, until she came hard, her juices flowing onto his tongue. He lapped them up, savoring her taste, and then stood up, his cock rock hard.
“I need to be inside you,” he said again, his voice strained.
Sarah nodded, her eyes glazed with desire. “Yes, please, fuck me,” she begged.
John positioned himself behind her, his cock pressed against her pussy. He slipped in easily, her juices making her wet and ready for him. He began to thrust, hard and deep, and Sarah cried out, her hands braced against the counter.
“Yes, oh god, yes,” she moaned, her hips meeting his thrusts.
John reached around, his fingers finding her clit, and he began to rub it as he fucked her. Sarah’s orgasm built again, faster this time, and she cried out as she came, her pussy clenching around John’s cock.
He continued to thrust, driving deeper, until he came with a low groan, his cum filling her pussy.
They stood there, panting and gasping, as their orgasms subsided. John slipped out of her, and Sarah turned to face him, a smile on her face.
“That was amazing,” she said, her voice soft.
John nodded, his eyes shining with love. “Always,” he said.
They finished making dinner, their bodies sated and happy, their love for each other strong. And as they sat down to eat, they knew that this was just the beginning of a long and passionate night.
