It was a hot summer afternoon, and Sarah, a 28-year-old woman with long, flowing auburn hair, was in her kitchen, preparing a refreshing iced tea. She was dressed in a loose white blouse, unbuttoned enough to reveal the top of her luscious, perfect 36C breasts, and a pair of tight denim shorts that accentuated her firm round ass. Her nude-colored lace bra and panties added an extra touch of sensuality.
As Sarah reached up to the top shelf for a jar of honey, she felt a pair of strong hands on her hips, and a warm breath on her neck. She turned around to find John, her neighbor, standing behind her. John was a handsome man in his early 30s with piercing blue eyes and a muscular build. He was wearing only a pair of low-slung jeans, revealing his toned abs and a growing bulge in his pants.
Without uttering a word, John leaned in and pressed his lips against Sarah’s, his tongue exploring her mouth in a passionate French kiss. Sarah responded eagerly, her hands reaching up to tangle in John’s short, messy hair.
John’s hands began to wander, caressing Sarah’s breasts over her blouse, before sliding down to her hips and pulling her close. Sarah could feel John’s hard cock pressing against her, and she moaned softly, grinding her hips against him.
John’s fingers found the hem of Sarah’s blouse, and he began to slowly lift it up, revealing her lace bra. Sarah’s nipples were already hard, and John couldn’t resist bending down to take one in his mouth, sucking and nibbling gently.
Sarah’s head fell back, and she let out a soft moan, her hands gripping the edge of the kitchen counter for support. John’s other hand slid down to Sarah’s ass, giving it a firm squeeze before slipping his fingers under the waistband of her shorts.
Sarah’s breathing was coming in short, sharp gasps as John’s fingers found their way into her panties. He started to stroke her clit, and Sarah’s hips bucked against his hand, her moans growing louder.
John’s fingers were slick with Sarah’s wetness, and he knew she was ready for more. He slipped a finger inside her, then two, pumping them in and out as Sarah rode his hand.
Sarah’s moans were getting louder, and she knew she couldn’t hold back much longer. She reached down and pulled John’s jeans down, freeing his hard cock. Sarah wrapped her hand around it, stroking it up and down as John continued to finger her.
John’s fingers slid out of Sarah, and he lifted her up onto the kitchen counter. Sarah wrapped her legs around John’s waist as he positioned himself at her entrance. He pushed inside her, and Sarah let out a loud moan of pleasure as he filled her completely.
John began to thrust in and out, building up a steady rhythm as Sarah met each thrust with her own. Their moans and gasps filled the kitchen as they chased their orgasms.
Sarah’s nails dug into John’s back as she felt herself getting close. John’s fingers found her clit again, and he began to rub it in time with his thrusts.
Sarah’s orgasm hit her like a wave, and she cried out as she came, her pussy clenching around John’s cock. John’s thrusts grew erratic as he chased his own release, and with a final thrust, he came inside her, filling her with his warmth.
Breathless and spent, John pulled out of Sarah and they collapsed onto the kitchen floor, their bodies slick with sweat and cum. They lay there for a few moments, catching their breath, before getting up and getting dressed.
As John left, Sarah couldn’t help but smile. She knew that this was just the beginning of many passionate encounters to come in the kitchen.
