In the heart of the kitchen, a woman with long, flowing hair was preparing dinner. She was in her late twenties, with a body that was the epitome of feminine perfection. Her breasts were full and firm, perfectly shaped and perfectly positioned on her chest. They were so perfect that they seemed to defy gravity, and yet they were completely natural. She was naked, save for the apron tied around her waist, and she was unaware that she was being watched.
From his vantage point, he couldn’t take his eyes off of her. He had been admiring her from afar for weeks, but he had never had the courage to approach her. Tonight, he had decided, would be different. Tonight, he would make his move.
As she reached up to retrieve a pot from the top shelf, he couldn’t help but stare at her perfect breasts. They were so full and round, with nipples that were already hard and erect. He imagined what they would feel like in his hands, how they would taste on his tongue. He felt his cock begin to stir in his pants, and he knew that he had to have her.
He approached her slowly, not wanting to startle her. She was so focused on her cooking that she didn’t even notice him at first. When she finally did, she looked at him with a mix of surprise and confusion.
“I’m sorry,” he said, “I didn’t mean to sneak up on you. I’ve just been watching you for a while now, and I couldn’t resist coming over to talk to you.”
She smiled at him, and he felt his heart skip a beat. “I’m flattered,” she said, “but I’m a little busy right now. Maybe we can talk later?”
He shook his head. “No, I can’t wait. I need to have you right now.”
She looked at him with a mixture of surprise and desire. She had never been approached like this before, but there was something about him that was irresistible. She nodded, and he knew that he had her.
He stepped closer to her, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. He leaned down and kissed her, and she responded with a passion that took his breath away. He could feel her perfect breasts pressing against his chest, and he knew that he had to have them.
He reached up and cupped her breasts in his hands, and she moaned with pleasure. He squeezed them gently, and she moaned again. He leaned down and took one of her nipples in his mouth, and she gasped with pleasure. He sucked and bit at her nipples, and she writhed with pleasure.
He reached down and pulled her apron aside, revealing her wet and ready pussy. He slipped a finger inside of her, and she moaned with pleasure. He added another finger, and she moaned louder. He began to finger her roughly, and she begged for more.
He picked her up and placed her on the counter, spreading her legs wide. He leaned down and began to lick her pussy, and she moaned with pleasure. He licked and sucked at her clit, and she moaned louder. He slipped a finger inside of her, and she moaned even louder.
He stood up and slipped his cock inside of her, and she moaned with pleasure. He began to fuck her roughly, and she begged for more. He grabbed her breasts and squeezed them, and she moaned louder. He fucked her harder and harder, and she moaned louder and louder.
He felt himself getting close to cumming, and he pulled out of her. He grabbed her head and pushed it down to his cock, and she began to suck him off. She sucked and licked at his cock, and he moaned with pleasure. He felt himself getting close to cumming, and he grabbed her head and pushed it down onto his cock. He cummed in her mouth, and she swallowed every drop.
They lay there, panting and sweating, for several minutes. He looked at her and knew that he had never felt this way before. He knew that he had to have her again, and again, and again.
And he did.
The end.
