Rebecca, a woman of 28 summers, stood in her spacious kitchen, completely nude except for the long tresses of golden hair cascading down her back. The morning sun streamed through the window, illuminating her perfect, firm breasts. She leaned against the counter, her nipples hardening in the cool air.
She had been making breakfast when she heard the front door open and close, signaling the arrival of her lover, Ethan. She closed her eyes and listened to the sound of his footsteps as he approached the kitchen.
Ethan, a tall and muscular man with short, dark hair, entered the room and stopped in his tracks when he saw Rebecca standing there. His eyes traveled down her body, taking in every inch of her smooth skin. He felt his cock stir in his pants.
“Good morning,” Rebecca said, her voice low and sultry. She ran a hand through her hair, pushing it back from her face.
Ethan swallowed hard. “Good morning,” he croaked, his voice thick with desire. He took a step towards her, his hands reaching out to touch her.
Rebecca stepped back, a playful smile on her lips. “Not so fast,” she said. She reached for a bowl of strawberries on the counter, picked one up, and slowly brought it to her lips. She bit into it, her teeth sinking into the ripe fruit.
Ethan watched, his breath coming faster. He could see the juice from the strawberry glistening on Rebecca’s lips. He reached for her again, but she stepped out of his reach.
“Uh-uh-uh,” she said, shaking her finger at him. “I’m not done yet.”
She set the bowl of strawberries back on the counter and reached for a bottle of honey. She poured a little into her hand and then reached for Ethan, rubbing the honey onto his chest. She leaned in and licked it off, her tongue tracing a path from his collarbone to his nipple.
Ethan groaned, his hands reaching for her again. This time, Rebecca allowed him to pull her close. He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth. She could taste the sweetness of the strawberries and the honey mingling together.
Ethan’s hands roamed over Rebecca’s body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. She moaned into his mouth, her hips grinding against his. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her stomach.
Ethan broke the kiss, his lips traveling down Rebecca’s neck. He nibbled on her earlobe, causing her to gasp. He reached down and picked her up, setting her on the counter.
He spread her legs apart and stepped between them, his cock pressing against her wet pussy. Rebecca wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer.
Ethan thrust into her, filling her completely. Rebecca threw her head back, a loud moan escaping her lips. He began to fuck her, hard and fast.
Rebecca matched his rhythm, her hips bucking against his. She could feel her orgasm building, her muscles tightening around Ethan’s cock.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she cried out, her fingers digging into Ethan’s back. He groaned, his cock swelling inside her.
With one final thrust, Ethan came, filling Rebecca with his hot cum. She moaned, her muscles milking every last drop from him.
Ethan pulled out and stepped back, his legs shaky. Rebecca slid off the counter, her own legs unsteady.
They stood there, looking at each other, their chests heaving. The kitchen was a mess, with strawberries and honey strewn about. But neither of them cared. They had just experienced a mind-blowing orgasm, and that was all that mattered.
