It was a hot summer evening, and the kitchen was filled with the aroma of freshly baked bread and sizzling steak. Sarah, a woman in her late twenties with long, flowing chestnut hair, was wearing a red low-cut dress that perfectly accentuated her ample cleavage. Her breasts were large and firm, and her nipples were already hard and visible through the thin fabric of her dress.
As she moved around the kitchen, her hips swayed seductively, and she couldn’t help but feel aroused by the sound of her own footsteps on the tile floor. She had been thinking about him all day, imagining his hands on her body, his lips on hers, and his cock inside her.
Just then, the door opened, and in walked John, a tall and muscular man with short dark hair and piercing blue eyes. Sarah’s heart skipped a beat as she looked at him, and she could feel the wetness growing between her legs.
“Hey, Sarah,” John said, his voice low and husky. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
Sarah smiled, her heart racing. “I’ve been thinking about you too,” she said, taking a step closer to him.
John’s eyes traveled down to Sarah’s cleavage, and he licked his lips. “You look incredible,” he said, his hand reaching out to touch her breast.
Sarah moaned softly as John’s fingers grazed her hard nipple. She leaned in closer, her lips meeting his in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as they explored each other’s mouths, their hands roaming over each other’s bodies.
John’s hand moved down to Sarah’s ass, squeezing it firmly as he pulled her closer. Sarah could feel his hard cock pressing against her, and she ground her hips against him, feeling the heat building between them.
Without breaking their kiss, John lifted Sarah onto the kitchen counter, spreading her legs wide. He ran his fingers over her inner thighs, teasing her, before slipping his fingers inside her wet pussy. Sarah moaned loudly as he fingered her, her hips bucking against his hand.
John broke their kiss, his lips traveling down to Sarah’s breasts. He sucked on her nipples, biting them gently as Sarah cried out in pleasure. She could feel her orgasm building, her muscles tightening around John’s fingers.
“I’m going to cum,” Sarah gasped, her voice ragged with desire.
John pulled his fingers out of her, replacing them with his cock. He thrust into her hard, making Sarah cry out as he filled her completely.
They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat as they fucked each other hard and fast. Sarah could feel herself getting closer and closer to her orgasm, her muscles clenching around John’s cock.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Sarah cried out as she came, her pussy pulsing around John’s cock.
John thrust a few more times before he came too, filling Sarah with his hot cum. He collapsed on top of her, both of them panting and sweating.
“That was amazing,” Sarah said, her voice soft and husky.
John smiled, kissing her softly. “Yes, it was,” he said, pulling out of her and helping her down from the counter.
They cleaned up, their bodies still humming with pleasure. As they left the kitchen, Sarah couldn’t help but think about the next time they would be together, and the passion that would ignite between them once again.
