It was a hot summer afternoon, and the kitchen was filled with the tantalizing aroma of freshly baked bread. Sarah, a stunning woman with long, flowing auburn hair, stood at the counter, her back towards the door. She was naked, her perfect, round boobs swaying gently as she kneaded the dough. The sun streamed in through the window, casting a golden glow on her porcelain skin.
Behind her, John couldn’t help but stare. He had always found Sarah incredibly attractive, with her fiery hair, sparkling green eyes, and that killer body. He had been fantasizing about her for weeks, and now, seeing her standing there in all her glory, he knew he couldn’t resist any longer.
John approached Sarah slowly, not wanting to startle her. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close, and whispered in her ear, “You look absolutely stunning.”
Sarah jumped at his touch, but then relaxed, melting into his embrace. “I didn’t hear you come in,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
John nibbled on her earlobe, causing Sarah to gasp. “I couldn’t help myself,” he murmured, his hands roaming over her smooth skin.
Sarah turned around, her eyes meeting John’s. She could see the desire in his eyes, and it only served to fuel her own. She leaned in, pressing her lips against John’s, her tongue darting out to explore his mouth.
John moaned, his hands gripping Sarah’s hips, pulling her closer. He could feel her nipples hardening against his chest, and he couldn’t resist the urge to touch them. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her erect nipples.
Sarah broke the kiss, her head thrown back in pleasure. “Yes, John,” she murmured, her hands gripping his shoulders.
John continued to caress her breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples, making them even harder. He could feel Sarah’s breath quickening, her body trembling with desire.
Without warning, John picked Sarah up, placing her on the counter. He spread her legs, his fingers tracing the wetness between her thighs.
Sarah moaned, her hips bucking as John’s fingers found her clit. He rubbed circles around it, causing Sarah to gasp with pleasure.
John leaned in, his lips finding Sarah’s nipples. He sucked and nibbled on them, his fingers still working their magic between Sarah’s legs.
Sarah’s breathing became ragged, her moans growing louder. “Yes, John, oh God, yes,” she cried out, her body trembling as she reached her peak.
John continued to pleasure Sarah, his fingers not stopping until she begged him to. He then stood up, his cock hard and ready.
Sarah looked up at John, her eyes filled with desire. “Fuck me, John,” she whispered, her legs wrapped around his waist.
John didn’t need any more encouragement. He entered Sarah, his cock sliding in easily.
Sarah moaned, her head thrown back as John began to thrust. He started slowly, but soon picked up the pace, his hips moving in a steady rhythm.
Sarah matched John’s rhythm, her hips meeting his with each thrust. She could feel another orgasm building up inside her, and she knew it wouldn’t be long now.
John could feel it too. He could feel Sarah’s muscles clenching around his cock, her breathing becoming more ragged.
With one final thrust, John and Sarah reached their peak together, their moans filling the kitchen as they came.
John collapsed on top of Sarah, his cock still inside her. They stayed like that for a few moments, their bodies slick with sweat, their breathing slowly returning to normal.
Finally, John pulled out, his cock still hard. Sarah looked up at him, a satisfied smile on her face. “That was amazing,” she murmured.
John grinned, his hand reaching out to caress Sarah’s cheek. “Yes, it was,” he agreed.
They stayed like that for a few more moments, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one. And then, they got up, their bodies still humming with pleasure, and continued with their day.
