In the quiet of a summer afternoon, the sun streamed through the kitchen window, casting a warm glow over the countertops. Maria, a curvaceous woman of 28, stood at the sink, washing dishes. Her blouse, damp from the heat, clung to her skin, revealing the enticing swell of her cleavage.
Her husband, Carlos, 30, had been watching her from the doorway, his eyes drawn to the tantalizing sight. He approached her, his breath hot on her neck. “You look so beautiful today,” he murmured, his hands sliding around her waist.
Maria turned to face him, her lips parting in a soft smile. “Thank you,” she whispered, her eyes meeting his. Carlos leaned in, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together, exploring each other’s mouths with a hunger that had been building all day.
Carlos’ hands moved to Maria’s blouse, unbuttoning it slowly, revealing her lacy bra. He traced a finger along the edge of the fabric, teasing her already hardened nipples. Maria gasped, her head falling back as he leaned down to take one nipple into his mouth, sucking gently through the lace.
His hands slid down her body, cupping her ass and pulling her against him. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her, and she moaned softly. Carlos’ fingers found the hem of her skirt, hiking it up to reveal her black lace panties. He hooked his fingers into the waistband, pulling them down slowly, his eyes never leaving hers.
Maria stepped out of her panties, her breath hitching as Carlos’ fingers found her wet pussy. He teased her clit, circling it gently before sliding a finger inside her. She moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. “Carlos, please,” she begged, her voice breathless.
He spun her around, bending her over the kitchen counter. Maria’s breath came in short gasps as she felt Carlos’ cock press against her entrance. He slid into her slowly, inch by inch, filling her completely. She moaned loudly, her fingers gripping the counter for support.
Carlos began to move, his hips thrusting against hers. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the kitchen, mingling with Maria’s moans and Carlos’ grunts. “Faster, Carlos, please,” she begged, her voice desperate.
He obliged, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. Maria’s moans grew louder, her body trembling as she neared her climax. “Oh, Carlos, yes, yes, yes!” she cried out, her body convulsing as she came.
Carlos’ own release followed soon after, his cock pulsing inside her as he spilled his seed. They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies entwined, their breaths mingling. Carlos pulled out slowly, turning Maria to face him. He kissed her deeply, his hands cupping her face.
Maria smiled against his lips, her heart pounding in her chest. “That was amazing,” she whispered, her voice still breathless.
Carlos grinned, his eyes dark with desire. “Just the beginning, mi amor,” he promised, his hands sliding down her body once more.
