The moment Jasmine stepped into the kitchen, clad only in a pair of tight jeans and her long, wavy auburn hair cascading down her back, Adam felt his heart race. She moved with a grace and confidence that was intoxicating, her perfect, round breasts bouncing gently with each step she took.
Jasmine had always been a flirt, but Adam had never acted on his attraction to her. She was his best friend’s little sister, after all, and off-limits. But as she leaned over the counter, her jeans hugging her curves and her breasts spilling out of her low-cut top, Adam couldn’t help but stare.
“Like what you see?” Jasmine asked, turning to catch him staring.
Adam blushed, but Jasmine only laughed and moved closer to him. She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him close and pressing her lips to his.
Adam’s mind went blank as Jasmine’s tongue explored his mouth. He had never felt such a rush of desire before. He reached up and cupped her breasts, feeling their weight in his hands. Jasmine moaned and arched her back, pressing her body closer to his.
Without breaking their kiss, Jasmine reached down and began to unbutton Adam’s jeans. He helped her, kicking off his pants and underwear as she pushed him back onto the kitchen table.
Jasmine broke their kiss and began to trail kisses down Adam’s chest, her hands working their way down to his hard cock. She wrapped her hand around it and began to stroke, her tongue flicking out to taste the precum beading on the tip.
Adam groaned and reached down to tangle his fingers in Jasmine’s hair. She took his cock into her mouth, sucking and licking as he thrust his hips up to meet her.
But Jasmine wasn’t satisfied with just a blowjob. She wanted more. She stood up and straddled Adam, her wet pussy hovering above his cock.
“Do you want me, Adam?” she whispered, her breath hot against his ear.
“Yes,” Adam moaned, his hands gripping her hips.
Jasmine lowered herself onto his cock, inch by inch, until he was fully buried inside her. She began to ride him, her breasts bouncing in time with her movements.
Adam reached up and cupped Jasmine’s breasts, pinching her nipples as she rode him. She moaned and threw her head back, her long auburn hair cascading down her back.
Adam could feel himself getting close to the edge. He reached down and began to rub Jasmine’s clit, feeling her pussy clench around his cock as she moaned and ground her hips against him.
“Yes, Adam, yes!” Jasmine cried out, her body shaking as she came.
Adam couldn’t hold back any longer. He thrust up into Jasmine one last time, his cock pulsing as he came inside her.
Jasmine collapsed onto Adam, her head resting on his chest as they both struggled to catch their breath.
“Wow,” Adam said, his hands still tangled in Jasmine’s hair.
“I know,” Jasmine replied, a satisfied smile on her face.
They stayed like that for a few more minutes, enjoying the afterglow of their passionate encounter. But eventually, Jasmine sat up and began to get dressed.
“I should get going,” she said, her cheeks flushed.
“Already?” Adam asked, feeling a pang of disappointment.
Jasmine leaned down and pressed a kiss to his lips.
“I’ll see you later,” she said, before turning and walking out of the kitchen.
Adam watched her go, his mind still reeling from what had just happened. He knew he should feel guilty, but he couldn’t bring himself to. Not when it had felt so good.
He smiled to himself and began to clean up the kitchen, his mind already planning their next encounter.
