Every day, Sarah looked forward to coming home from work and spending some time in her spacious kitchen. The large island in the middle was her favorite spot, providing ample space for her to cook and bake to her heart’s content. But today, she had a different kind of appetite in mind.
Sarah, a 28-year-old woman with long, wavy auburn hair, had always been proud of her full, perky breasts. She loved the way they looked, the way they felt, and the way they made her feel sexy and confident. She decided to forgo her usual work attire and instead donned a silky, loose-fitting robe that accentuated her curves and left little to the imagination.
As she entered the kitchen, she felt a thrill run through her body. She knew she was alone in the house, and the thought of being naked and vulnerable in her favorite room was intoxicating. She untied the robe and let it fall to the ground, revealing her perfect, firm breasts in all their glory.
She walked over to the island and sat down on one of the stools, propping one foot up on the rung and spreading her legs slightly. She ran her fingers over her nipples, teasing them to hardness as she let out a soft moan. She closed her eyes and imagined the feeling of a warm, hard cock against her slick pussy.
Just as she was getting lost in her fantasy, she heard the front door open and close. She opened her eyes and saw her husband, Mark, walk into the kitchen. He stopped in his tracks when he saw her, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of her naked body.
“Well, hello there,” he said, a grin spreading across his face. “I see you’re already getting started on our dinner.”
Sarah smiled and stood up, walking over to him and pressing her body against his. She could feel his hard cock through his pants, and she ground her hips against him, eliciting a low growl from deep in his throat.
“I thought I’d start without you,” she said, nibbling his earlobe. “But now that you’re here, I have a better idea.”
She dropped to her knees in front of him and started undoing his pants, freeing his cock and taking it into her mouth. She sucked and licked at it, swirling her tongue around the head and taking him deeper into her throat.
Mark let out a moan and threaded his fingers through her hair, guiding her head as she sucked him off. Sarah reached down and started rubbing her clit, her fingers slick with her own juices as she brought herself closer and closer to orgasm.
Just as she was about to cum, Mark pulled her up and pushed her back against the island. He lifted one of her legs up and entered her, thrusting deep and hard as she cried out in pleasure.
They fucked like animals, their bodies slapping against each other as they moaned and gasped. Sarah reached up and pinched her own nipples, her orgasm building up inside her until she couldn’t take it anymore.
“I’m cumming,” she cried out, her pussy clenching around Mark’s cock as she came hard.
Mark followed shortly after, his cock twitching as he filled her pussy with his hot, sticky cum.
They collapsed against each other, panting and sweating as they caught their breath.
“I think dinner can wait,” Sarah said, smiling up at him.
Mark grinned and nodded in agreement. “I think you’re right.”
They spent the rest of the evening in the kitchen, exploring each other’s bodies and discovering new ways to pleasure each other. It was a night they would never forget.
