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'Sex in the Kitchen'

Short story By: CRWestminster
Erotica



An unexpected sexual interlude in the kitchen.


Submitted:Dec 28, 2012    Reads: 8,621    Comments: 9    Likes: 10   


I sneak up on you while you're standing at the kitchen counter talking to your sister on the phone and gazing out the window. I plant little wet kisses on the back of your neck and shoulders, turning into nibbles as I wrap you in my arms. My hands trace the outline of your breasts beneath your top, until they slip down coming to rest on your stomach within reach of your mound of Venus. I pull you closer to me so that you can feel how excited I have become being near you, fresh from the shower. You say your rushed good-byes and hang up.

My fingers tickle your stomach with slow, lazy circles as they slip under your shirt to feel the warm softness of your skin. My lips all the while nipping and kissing your neck and ears. You hold my arms with your hands and press your body against mine, small gasps of pleasure fall from your longing lips. Untying the drawstring to your pants I sneak my hands into your panties to caress you, barely touching your soft, closely-cropped pubic hair. I let my fingers slowly drop touching the sides of your pussy lips where their soft curves blend with those of your thighs. They play along the warm crease. Pressing your lips together I feel your clit swell under my touch and your heat build. Eyes closed, your head lolls back against my chest and your breath quickens. I work your pants down and let them slip from your hips. They gather at your ankles. Instinctively, you step out of them as I pull the loose top over your head and from your raised arms, casting it aside. Expectantly, you stand motionless in your panties and bra as I adeptly unsnap the hook and let the confining bra slide down your arms to the floor. Cupping your full breasts in my strong hands I knead and press them together as they rejoice in freedom from their constricting bonds. The nipples harden and stand erect, pulling the areola with them into a dark foundation atop the creamy smoothness of your breasts.

Your hands instinctively reach behind you, searching for the hardness you so love, pressing into the small of your back. You find the thin material of my shorts and trace the length of my upright cock with your finger tips. The large spongy head barely contained by the waistband. Squeezing the shaft, you pull the loose, slick fabric feeling it slip up and down with the motion of your hand. The veins and fullness, the weight and girth, promise artistry in your grip. Desire is alight.

My hands move down your stomach and once again caress your sex through your silky French cut lingerie, gently at first but with increasing pressure. You want to press your sex against my hand but find you can't move from my hot cock pressed firmly against you. My hands move to your hips and grind your body against mine for a moment, then release you long enough to coax your panties down your thighs until they too, flutter to the floor. I draw down my own underwear and the heat from my engorged prick sets off your internal flame like a gust of hot wind to a forest fire.

I glide down your backside, my hot breath titillating your ass cheeks. Bending at the waist you expose your steamy sex to my searching tongue. I gently force my face into the cleft of your ass, my whiskers tickling your inner thighs as my tongue snakes out to taste your wetness. Soft moans escape your lips as your legs spread, urging me to press deeper. I only tease you more.

My tongue travels the length of your cleft, stopping to probe your ass with light thrusting motions until I slide its length between your aroused, pink pussy lips. Your fluid is sweet and copious wetting not only your sex but your thighs and my face. Through your legs, you see my tongue working in the folds of your inner lips, teasing your clit. My cock hangs thick and long between my legs as I kneel behind you, its liquid bounty stretching into crystal strings as the clear drops reach for the floor.

The probing tongue flicks at your erect clit, sending spikes of pleasure through your body. I keep it up until you think you can stand it no longer, as you tense and squirm, ready to come. I take away my mouth, and holding you bent over the counter, I stand and slide my fat cock into your waiting opening. A near scream comes from your throat as I plunge deeply, my balls slap against your clit with a wet vulgar sound. I hammer into you with a need and forcefulness you have not felt before. Your mind is reeling in fantasy. Visions of a cock spreading you wide, filling and stretching you, disappearing within you again and again. You feel it growing, ballooning inside your pussy, touching every awakened nerve of pleasure. In your mind's eye you see the cock squirting out great jets of its milky white cum, flooding your insides as you surrender to the overwhelming sensation of orgasm. You repeatedly give voice to your pleasure by shouting for me to fuck you harder, faster. Jerking wildly you push back against me as you ride the crest of your ecstasy, until your energy is spent.

I lower you to your hands and knees and let my throbbing cock slip from you. We are not finished. As you catch your breath in great gulps I press my hot, slippery meat between your ass cheeks and slowly push my way in, allowing you to accommodate the intrusion with a muffled squeal. Consciously relaxing, you allow my cock to open and stretch you to this new sensual experience. As the discomfort subsides, you invite me deeper and I comply until I am completely engulfed.

Your hips begin slow grinding circles as I take long strokes, pulling almost out then gliding back into that tantalizing ass. A hand finds its way between your legs to caress your clit and probe your sopping opening. The feel of a second orgasm builds deep within you. You start to fuck faster, begging me to come inside your craving ass. Steadily, our rhythm increases as we match each other, bringing us closer and closer to climax. Overwhelmed by my thrusting, you are again quickly propelled over the crest for your second orgasm, and still the feeling doesn't stop. Several more orgasms explode in a chain reaction as the tempo of my thrusting increases until I too, reach a thundering climax. Frozen deep within your clenching ass I spill my load in great rhythmic spurts, my cock pulsating within you as it looses its abundance. Time stops! Eventually, my thick, spent member slips from your grasp and I lower you to the floor as you pant and whimper from the rapture and exhilaration of the act.





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