Sophia, a 28-year-old woman with long, flowing chestnut hair, stood in her kitchen, entirely nude. The morning sunlight filtered through the window, casting a golden glow over her perfect, round breasts and bare skin. She had always been comfortable in her own body, a trait she’d cultivated since her teenage years.
Today, she was preparing breakfast for a special guest. She knew he would be arriving soon, and she wanted to surprise him. She began by cracking eggs into a bowl, her bare feet padding softly against the cool kitchen tiles. She then reached for the carton of milk, her breasts jiggling softly as she poured.
Henry, her guest, walked in just as she was finishing up the pancake batter. His eyes widened as he took in the sight of her, his mouth going dry. He had never seen Sophia like this before, and he found himself momentarily speechless.
Sophia, noticing his gaze, offered him a sly smile. “I hope you don’t mind,” she said, her voice sultry. “I thought it would be a nice surprise.”
Henry shook his head, still unable to find words. He managed to mumble a response, “N-no, not at all. It’s… unexpected, but very welcome.”
Sophia laughed softly, turning back to the stove. She began cooking the pancakes, her long hair cascading over her shoulders as she worked. Henry watched her, entranced, as she moved around the kitchen.
As they sat down to eat, Sophia’s foot found its way to Henry’s leg under the table. She began gently caressing his leg, her toes tracing patterns on his skin. Henry’s heart rate quickened, his gaze flicking up to meet Sophia’s.
Sophia smiled, her eyes filled with desire. She leaned in, her long hair brushing against Henry’s face as she whispered, “Finish your breakfast. I have something else in mind for dessert.”
Henry’s hands shook as he put down his fork, his mind filled with anticipation. Sophia stood up, her perfect breasts bouncing gently as she walked over to him. She straddled his lap, her wet pussy pressing against his growing erection.
Sophia began kissing him, her lips soft and warm against his. Henry responded eagerly, his hands roaming her body. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs teasing her nipples into hard peaks. Sophia moaned, her head falling back as Henry’s lips found her neck.
Henry’s hands trailed down Sophia’s body, his fingers tracing patterns on her soft skin. He reached her wet pussy, his fingers sliding easily inside her. Sophia moaned, her hips bucking against his hand as he began to fuck her with his fingers.
Sophia, eager for more, reached down and began stroking Henry’s cock. She was rewarded with a low growl from Henry, his hands gripping her hips as she guided his cock inside her.
Sophia began riding him, her long hair flying as she moved. Henry watched her, mesmerized by the sight of her breasts bouncing and her face flushed with pleasure. He reached up, cupping her breasts as she rode him harder.
Sophia’s moans filled the kitchen, mingling with the sound of their bodies slapping together. Henry could feel himself nearing his climax, his balls tightening as he thrust up into Sophia.
With a final cry, Sophia came, her pussy clenching around Henry’s cock as he filled her with his seed. They collapsed onto the kitchen table, their bodies slick with sweat and cum.
Sophia looked up at Henry, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I hope you enjoyed your dessert,” she said, a sly smile on her face.
Henry, still panting, could only nod. He knew he would never forget this morning in Sophia’s kitchen.
