The kitchen was filled with the aroma of freshly baked bread and simmering stew. A woman with long, flowing hair stood at the counter, her back to the door. She was completely nude, her perfect, round breasts on display for anyone who might walk in.
Suddenly, the door opened and a man entered. He stopped in his tracks when he saw her, his eyes widening in surprise. She turned to face him, a small smile playing on her lips.
“I hope you don’t mind,” she said, her voice husky and inviting. “I decided to start dinner without you.”
He swallowed hard, his gaze locked on her bare breasts. “I, uh, don’t mind at all,” he stammered.
She walked over to him, her hips swaying seductively. She reached out and ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him close for a deep, passionate kiss.
He responded eagerly, his hands roaming over her bare skin. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her hard nipples. She moaned into his mouth, her body trembling with desire.
He broke the kiss and began to trail kisses down her neck, his hands never leaving her breasts. She tilted her head back, giving him better access. He licked and nibbled at her earlobe, causing her to gasp with pleasure.
He continued to kiss and caress her body, making his way down to her waist. He knelt before her, his eyes level with her bare mound. He looked up at her, seeking permission. She nodded, a small smile on her lips.
He leaned in and began to lick and suck at her clit, his fingers teasing her entrance. She moaned loudly, her hands buried in his hair. He continued to pleasure her, bringing her to the brink of orgasm.
Just as she was about to cum, he stood up and entered her in one swift motion. She cried out, her nails digging into his back. He began to thrust, each one hitting her g-spot. She moaned and writhed beneath him, her legs wrapped around his waist.
He reached down and began to play with her clit, his fingers moving in time with his thrusts. She screamed, her orgasm washing over her. He continued to thrust, drawing out her pleasure.
Finally, he reached his own climax, his cock twitching inside her. She moaned as she felt him cum, her own orgasm still pulsing through her.
They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies slick with sweat. Then, he pulled out and helped her to her feet. They shared a long, lingering kiss, their bodies still trembling with pleasure.
“Dinner will be ready soon,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his.
He smiled, his arms wrapped around her waist. “I can’t wait.”
