You head home after another work day is over. Parking your car in the driveway, you climb out of your car and head to the door. As you walk inside, the smell of dinner greets your nose, you love when she has dinner ready when you get home. You call out “honey, I’m home” with a playful smile on your face. I yell back, “I’m in the kitchen!” You take off your shoes and make your way towards the kitchen, your mouth salivating over what I might be cooking for you tonight. As you turn the corner, you can’t believe your eyes, your mind thinking “well this is different”.
Taking in your surroundings, you find me sprawled out on the kitchen island, naked, wearing nothing more than those red stillettos you love so much. I look at you with the biggest smile and say “Happy Birthday baby, how do you feel about starting tonight with dessert first?” Reaching over, I grab a can of whipped cream and cover each nipple with the cold topping, nipples hardening under the sudden change in temperature. You walk over and rub your hand across my stomach, dipping your head down to lap up the whipped cream from my right nipple. Your tongue twirling around the hardened tip, you pull my nipple into your mouth, sucking on it before grazing it with your teeth. My back arches, a moan lets you know how good it feels. You pull back admiring the sight before you, you never know what to expect when I am around. Seeing my right nipple now clean, you move to my left, deciding to not be as gentle this time. You take it fully into your mouth, and assault it with a rough bite, I gasp in surprise. I may seem offended, but you know how much pleasure I get from the pain. You suck my nipple, massaging my breast with your hand, the whipped cream flavor dancing on your taste buds. Clearing the remaining cream from my breast, you look up and see me laying there, eyes closed, mouth open, basking in the feeling of what you are doing to me.
You run your hands down my body, enjoying my smooth skin, your hands find their way to my inner thighs, slowly grazing just next to my pussy. My legs part for you as if begging for you to touch and explore. You move around the kitchen island, positioning yourself between my legs, hands running up my calves and thighs. You spread my knees wider, giving you a full view of my glistening pussy. You grab the can of whipped cream and spray it along my slit. Bending your head down again, you start at the bottom of my pussy lips, slowly licking off the whipped cream at a torturous pace. Tongue lapping at the delicious treat laid out before you, creeping ever so slowly towards my clit. With each agonizing inch, my hips rise a little more, small moans begging you to keep going. You stop just before hitting that spot I want you to touch so badly, you look up at me and ask if I’ve been a good little slut today. The only response I can manage is a “Mmmhmmm”. Satisfied with my answer, you get back to the task at hand, tongue finding that last little bit of cream covering my clit. My hips thrust towards your face, a deep moan escaping my lips. You lick all around my clit, driving me crazy in that way only you know how, before going for my swollen nub. You suck hard on my clit, my hips buck towards you, as you flick it with your tongue. The rush hits me all at once, screams piercing the air, my body vibrates around you as my orgasm takes over.
Taking a quick moment to catch my breath, I sit up and lay a kiss on your lips, tasting the mix of whipped cream and pussy juices on your mouth. I push you back against the cabinets behind you. Climbing off the counter, I get on my knees in front of you. I quickly unbutton your pants and pull them down your legs, your cock springs free from your boxers. I look at the desire in your eyes, the need to have your way with me. I take your hard cock in my mouth, your hands running through my hair. My tongue twirls around the head, before taking you deep into my throat. You moan, grabbing fists full of my hair, my head bobbing back and forth down your shaft. Thrusting into my mouth, you fuck my face, I moan around your cock, juices flowing down my thighs. You can’t wait anymore, you remove your cock from my mouth, placing a hand beneath my chin, you guide me up to a standing position.
You spin me around, pulling my body against you, you bite my neck. Grinding my ass against your cock, you brand me with teeth marks. Your hand comes to my throat, squeezing tightly, I feel a jolt in my pussy. Your other hand pinching my nipple, you remind me just how bad of a girl I’ve been. Loosening your grip, you push me against the counter, spanking my ass while placing your cock against my pussy. You push against my back, pressing my tits against the counter, and you thrust into me. A loud moan sounds like music to your ears. Placing a hand on each hip, you thrust your rock hard cock deeper and deeper into my pussy. My hands scratching against the countertop, unable to grasp anything while you pound into me. Your hands grab a fist full of my hair, yanking my head back, you call me your dirty slut, reminding me that I’m your sex slave. Fucking me so hard, your balls slap against my clit. My body quakes, pussy pulsing against your cock, I scream loud enough for the neighbors to hear, my orgasm coming in waves. My orgasm pushes you over the edge, a loud growl joining my screams, your cock exploding deep in my pussy, my muscles milking every last drop. I collapse into the counter, you smack my ass one last time, you ask “that’s a good little slut, what’s for dinner?”.
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