In the heart of the kitchen, a woman named Isabella stood, her long hair cascading down her shoulders in golden waves. She was entirely nude, her perfect boobs on display, perky and alluring. The room was filled with the aroma of freshly baked bread and her own desire.
Isabella had been preparing dinner for her lover, Marco, who was due to arrive any moment. She had lost track of time as she became lost in the simple pleasure of kneading dough and feeling the dough’s texture beneath her fingers. She looked down and noticed her nipples hardening from the cool air of the kitchen. She couldn’t help but feel a shiver run down her spine as she thought of Marco’s hands on her body, his lips on hers.
Just then, the door opened and Marco entered, taking in the sight of Isabella in all her glory. His eyes widened, and he felt his cock twitch in his pants. He walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her close. She gasped as she felt his erection pressing against her stomach.
Marco leaned in, his lips meeting Isabella’s in a passionate kiss. His tongue explored her mouth, tasting the sweetness of her lips. Isabella responded, her own tongue dancing with his. She reached down, unbuttoning Marco’s pants, freeing his cock.
Marco broke the kiss, his lips trailing down Isabella’s neck, leaving a trail of kisses in their wake. He reached down, cupping her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples. Isabella moaned, her head falling back, giving Marco better access to her neck.
Marco’s lips found Isabella’s nipples, his tongue swirling around them, teasing them. Isabella gasped, her fingers digging into Marco’s shoulders. Marco’s hand trailed down Isabella’s body, his fingers finding her wet and ready.
Marco’s fingers circled Isabella’s clit, teasing her. Isabella moaned, her hips bucking against Marco’s hand. Marco’s fingers slid inside her, pumping in and out. Isabella’s moans grew louder, her breathing becoming ragged.
Marco removed his fingers, bringing them to his lips, tasting Isabella’s sweetness. He then picked her up, placing her on the counter. He spread her legs apart, his cock poised at her entrance.
Marco thrust inside Isabella, filling her completely. Isabella cried out, her nails digging into Marco’s back. Marco began to thrust harder and deeper, his balls slapping against Isabella’s ass.
Isabella wrapped her legs around Marco’s waist, pulling him closer. Marco’s lips found Isabella’s once again, their tongues dancing together. Marco’s hand found Isabella’s breast, his thumb brushing against her nipple.
Isabella’s moans grew louder, her breathing becoming ragged. Marco felt his own orgasm building, his balls tightening. He thrust deeper, harder, faster. Isabella’s moans turned into cries of pleasure, her body shaking as she came.
Marco followed, his cock twitching inside Isabella as he filled her with his cum. He collapsed onto Isabella, their bodies slick with sweat. They stayed like that for a moment, their breathing slowly returning to normal.
Marco pulled out of Isabella, his cum dripping down her legs. He picked her up, carrying her to the bedroom. They would finish their dinner later, but for now, they had other needs to attend to.
