It was a hot summer evening, and Marianne, a 25-year-old woman with fiery red hair and sparkling green eyes, was preparing dinner in her kitchen. She was dressed in a loose white blouse and a pair of tight denim shorts, her long legs exposed and inviting.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang. It was Jack, a 30-year-old man with short black hair and a muscular build. He was Marianne’s neighbor, and they had been flirting with each other for weeks.
“Hey, I hope I’m not intruding,” Jack said, a mischievous smile on his face. “I just wanted to see if you needed any help with dinner.”
Marianne’s heart skipped a beat. She had been fantasizing about Jack ever since they met, but she was not sure if he felt the same way.
“Sure, I could use some help,” she said, trying to sound calm. “Why don’t you chop these vegetables while I cook the chicken?”
As they worked in the kitchen, Marianne couldn’t help but notice how Jack’s muscles rippled under his shirt. She felt a sudden urge to touch him, to feel his skin against hers.
Without thinking, she leaned in and kissed him. Jack responded eagerly, pulling her close and deepening the kiss.
They broke apart, both of them breathing heavily. Marianne looked up at Jack, her eyes full of desire.
“I want you,” she whispered.
Jack didn’t need any more encouragement. He picked Marianne up and placed her on the kitchen counter, pushing her legs apart.
Marianne moaned as Jack’s fingers found their way to her pussy, caressing her wet folds. She reached down and unbuttoned his jeans, freeing his hard cock.
Jack leaned in and started kissing Marianne’s neck, moving down to her breasts. He licked and sucked on her nipples, making her moan even louder.
Marianne couldn’t wait any longer. She wrapped her lips around Jack’s cock, taking it all in. Jack groaned as Marianne’s tongue swirled around his shaft, her head bobbing up and down.
But Marianne wanted more. She wanted to feel Jack inside her. She pulled him closer, guiding his cock to her entrance.
Jack entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her warm, wet pussy. He started thrusting harder and faster, making Marianne moan even louder.
They changed positions, with Marianne on top of Jack, riding him. She ground her hips against his, making sure to hit her G-spot.
As they approached their climax, Marianne leaned down and whispered in Jack’s ear.
“I want you to cum inside me,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
Jack didn’t need any more encouragement. He let out a loud groan as he filled Marianne with his hot cum. She collapsed on top of him, both of them panting and sweating.
They stayed like that for a few moments, before getting up and cleaning themselves up.
“That was amazing,” Marianne said, smiling at Jack.
“Yes, it was,” Jack replied, pulling Marianne close. “I can’t wait to do it again.”
They shared a kiss, both of them already looking forward to their next passionate encounter in the kitchen.
