Lust in the Kitchen

Esmeralda, a stunning woman in her early thirties, stood naked in her kitchen. Her long, wavy chestnut hair cascaded down her back, stopping just above her firm, round ass. She had the perfect boobs – a generous size, perky, and tipped with small, hard nipples that never failed to entice any man who saw them.

She was making breakfast, humming softly to herself. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon filled the air. She was unaware of the effect she had on her husband, Ricardo, who had just entered the room.

Ricardo’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of his wife. He had always found her sexy, but this was a whole new level. He walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pressing his growing erection against her ass.

Esmeralda jumped at the sudden contact, but she quickly relaxed and leaned back into him. She looked over her shoulder and smiled at her husband. “Good morning,” she purred, her voice dripping with desire.

Ricardo leaned down and kissed her neck, nibbling softly on her earlobe. Esmeralda moaned and tilted her head to the side, giving him better access. He trailed kisses down to her shoulder, then spun her around to face him.

He captured her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His tongue explored her mouth, tasting the sweetness of her morning breath. Esmeralda responded eagerly, meeting his tongue with her own.

Ricardo reached up and cupped her breasts, kneading them gently. Esmeralda broke the kiss and gasped as he pinched her nipples. She reached down and stroked his cock through his pants, feeling it grow harder under her touch.

Without breaking eye contact, Ricardo unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the floor. He stepped out of them and kicked them aside, then picked Esmeralda up and set her on the kitchen counter.

He spread her legs and stepped between them, his cock pressing against her wet pussy. Esmeralda moaned and wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

Ricardo slowly entered her, inch by inch. He watched as her eyes rolled back in her head and her mouth opened in a silent scream of pleasure. He began to thrust, each one harder and deeper than the last.

Esmeralda met him thrust for thrust, her nails digging into his back. She could feel her orgasm building, the tension in her lower belly growing tighter and tighter.

Ricardo leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking hard. Esmeralda cried out, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. She felt herself clenching around his cock, her muscles contracting in time with her spasms.

Ricardo groaned and thrust deeper, his own orgasm following close behind. He filled her with his hot, sticky cum, then collapsed on top of her.

They stayed like that for a few minutes, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Esmeralda ran her fingers through Ricardo’s hair, her heart still racing from the intensity of their encounter.

Finally, Ricardo pulled out of her and helped her down from the counter. They cleaned up, then sat down to enjoy the breakfast Esmeralda had made.

As they ate, they exchanged heated glances and soft touches, knowing that this was only the beginning of their day of passion.

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