Whisked Away

In the heart of a bustling city, there was a woman named Isabella. She was a sight to behold, with her long, luxurious chestnut hair cascading down her shoulders and framing her perfectly sculpted breasts. Her nude figure moved gracefully through her kitchen, the tiles cool beneath her bare feet. She was a woman who knew what she wanted, and she wasn’t afraid to go after it.

On this particular day, what she wanted was a glass of refreshing iced tea. She reached up into the cabinet, her pert ass pushing out against the counter as she stretched to grab a glass. The cold air of the kitchen sent shivers down her spine, causing her nipples to harden into tight little buds. She turned on the faucet, letting the water run cold over her fingers before filling the glass.

As she poured the tea over ice, she heard the front door open and close. She turned to see her lover, Ethan, walking in. He was a tall, muscular man with piercing blue eyes and a mischievous grin. He took one look at Isabella, standing there in all her naked glory, and his cock instantly hardened in his pants.

“Well, hello there,” he said, his voice low and husky.

Isabella smiled, her eyes sparkling with desire. “I was just making some iced tea. Would you like some?”

Ethan shook his head, his eyes never leaving Isabella’s body. “No, I have something else in mind.”

He crossed the kitchen in two long strides, pulling Isabella into his arms and capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. She moaned as his tongue explored her mouth, her body melting against his. He reached down, cupping her breasts in his hands and teasing her hard nipples with his thumbs.

Isabella broke the kiss, her breath coming in short gasps. “Ethan, the counter…”

He grinned, lifting her up and setting her on the cold marble. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer as he ground his hips against hers. She could feel his hard cock pressing into her, and she moaned with need.

Ethan trailed kisses down Isabella’s neck, nibbling on her earlobe and making her shiver. He moved lower, sucking on her nipples and making her arch her back with pleasure. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer as he worshipped her body.

He moved lower still, pressing kisses to her stomach and making her giggle. “Ethan, what are you doing?”

He looked up at her, his eyes full of desire. “I’m going to taste you, Isabella. Every inch of you.”

He spread her legs wider, burying his face between her thighs. She moaned as his tongue explored her pussy, licking and sucking on her clit. She tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer as she ground her hips against his face.

Ethan slid a finger inside her, curling it up to hit her G-spot. She cried out, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. He continued to lick and suck, drawing out every last shiver of pleasure.

When she was spent, he stood up, his cock straining against his pants. Isabella reached down, undoing his belt and pulling his pants down. His cock sprang free, hard and ready. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking him slowly as she looked up at him with a wicked grin.

Ethan hissed, his hips thrusting forward as she stroked him. “Isabella, I need to be inside you.”

She nodded, guiding him to her entrance. He thrust inside her, filling her completely. She moaned, her nails digging into his back as he started to move.

He fucked her hard and fast, their bodies slapping together as they chased their release. Isabella moaned, her legs wrapped around his waist as she urged him on.

“Yes, Ethan, harder. Fuck me harder.”

He obliged, driving into her with all his strength. She cried out, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. He followed her over the edge, his cock twitching inside her as he filled her with his cum.

They collapsed onto the counter, their bodies slick with sweat. Isabella looked up at Ethan, a satisfied smile on her face.

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