It was a hot summer evening, and Rebecca, a woman in her early thirties, was in her kitchen preparing dinner. She had long, wavy auburn hair that cascaded down her back, and her ample bosom was barely contained by the skimpy white apron she wore. She was naked underneath, her perfect boobs on full display, the rosy nipples already hard with anticipation.
Suddenly, she heard the front door open and close, and her heart skipped a beat. She knew it was her husband’s friend, Mark, a tall and muscular man with a rugged charm. Rebecca had always found him attractive, and she could feel her body responding to his presence even before she saw him.
Mark entered the kitchen, and his eyes widened as he took in Rebecca’s stunning appearance. “Wow, Rebecca,” he said, his voice husky with desire. “You look…incredible.”
Rebecca smiled, feeling a rush of excitement. She walked over to Mark, her hips swaying seductively, and pressed herself against him. “I’m glad you like what you see,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear.
Mark groaned, his hands automatically going to Rebecca’s perfect boobs, cupping them and squeezing them gently. Rebecca moaned, her head falling back as she reveled in the sensation of Mark’s strong hands on her body.
Mark wasted no time in lowering his head and taking one of Rebecca’s nipples into his mouth, sucking it hard and making Rebecca gasp with pleasure. She could feel her pussy getting wetter by the second, and she knew she wanted Mark inside her.
Rebecca reached down and started to undo Mark’s pants, freeing his hard cock. She stroked it gently, her fingers slick with pre-cum. Mark growled, his hands leaving Rebecca’s boobs and traveling down to her wet pussy. He slid a finger inside her, and Rebecca moaned, her hips bucking against his hand.
Mark lifted Rebecca up and placed her on the kitchen counter, spreading her legs wide. He knelt down and started to lick her pussy, his tongue delving inside her and making her cry out with pleasure. Rebecca could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm, and she begged Mark not to stop.
But Mark had other plans. He stood up and positioned himself at Rebecca’s entrance, his hard cock poised to enter her. Rebecca looked up at him, her eyes glazed with desire. “Fuck me, Mark,” she whispered. “Fuck me hard.”
Mark didn’t need any further encouragement. He thrust into Rebecca, making her cry out with pleasure. He started to fuck her hard, his balls slapping against her ass with every thrust. Rebecca could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm, and she urged Mark to go faster and harder.
Mark was more than happy to oblige. He fucked Rebecca with everything he had, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm as old as time itself. Rebecca could feel herself on the brink of orgasm, and she screamed Mark’s name as she came, her pussy clenching around his cock.
Mark followed soon after, his cock pulsing inside Rebecca as he filled her with his cum. They collapsed onto the kitchen counter, their bodies slick with sweat and cum.
“That was amazing,” Rebecca whispered, her head resting on Mark’s chest.
“You’re amazing,” Mark replied, his fingers tracing lazy circles on Rebecca’s perfect boobs.
They stayed like that for a while, their bodies entwined in a post-coital bliss. And as they listened to the sounds of their own heavy breathing, they knew that this was just the beginning of a passionate encounter that would last all night long.
