A Passionate Encounter in the Kitchen

It was a hot summer evening and Marianne, a 28-year-old woman with a voluptuous figure, large hips, and a penchant for push-up bras, was in the kitchen making herself a late-night snack. She was wearing a tight-fitting red dress that accentuated her curves and a black lace push-up bra that lifted her ample breasts.

As she reached for a plate in the cabinet, she heard a deep voice behind her. “Need any help with that?” It was Tom, her neighbor from across the hall. He was a tall, muscular man with piercing blue eyes and a charming smile.

Marianne turned around, surprised. “Tom, I didn’t hear you come in,” she said, her heart racing.

Tom stepped closer to her, his eyes fixed on her cleavage. “I couldn’t resist the sight of you in that dress,” he said, his voice low and husky.

Marianne felt a shiver run down her spine. She had always found Tom attractive, but she had never acted on it. Until now.

Without a word, she leaned in and kissed him, her lips meeting his in a passionate embrace. Tom responded eagerly, his hands roaming over her body, cupping her breasts and squeezing her hips.

Marianne moaned softly, her body on fire with desire. She reached down and grabbed Tom’s crotch, feeling his hard cock through his jeans.

Tom broke the kiss and looked at her, his eyes heavy with lust. “Let’s take this to the bedroom,” he said, his voice strained.

Marianne nodded, her body trembling with anticipation. She led Tom to her bedroom, her heart pounding in her chest.

Once in the bedroom, Tom wasted no time. He stripped off Marianne’s dress and bra, leaving her in just her panties. He then undressed himself, his hard cock springing free.

Marianne gasped at the sight of Tom’s cock, it was huge and thick, and she couldn’t wait to feel it inside her.

Tom climbed onto the bed and lay down on his back, pulling Marianne on top of him. She straddled him, her wet pussy grinding against his cock.

Tom reached up and cupped her breasts, his thumbs flicking her nipples. Marianne moaned, her head thrown back, as Tom began to thrust his hips up, rubbing his cock against her clit.

Marianne was in heaven, the sensation was overwhelming, and she could feel her orgasm building. She started to grind her hips harder, her moans growing louder.

Tom reached down and pulled her panties to the side, his fingers finding her wet pussy. He began to rub her clit, causing Marianne to cry out in pleasure.

“Fuck me, Tom,” she begged, her body trembling with need.

Tom needed no further encouragement. He positioned his cock at her entrance and thrust up, burying himself to the hilt in her wet pussy.

Marianne cried out in pleasure as Tom began to fuck her, hard and fast. She wrapped her legs around his waist, meeting his thrusts with her own.

Their bodies slapped together, the sound of their lovemaking filling the room. Marianne’s moans grew louder, her orgasm building once again.

Tom reached up and squeezed her breasts, his thumb rubbing her nipples. “Come for me, baby,” he said, his voice strained.

Marianne couldn’t hold back any longer. She cried out as she came, her pussy clenching around Tom’s cock.

Tom continued to thrust, prolonging Marianne’s orgasm, before he too reached his peak, cumming deep inside her.

They lay there, panting and spent, their bodies slick with sweat.

“That was amazing,” Marianne said, her voice husky.

Tom smiled, his eyes filled with satisfaction. “Yes, it was.”

They lay there for a while longer, before Tom finally got up and dressed.

“I’ll see you later,” he said, before leaving the room.

Marianne smiled, her body still tingling from their lovemaking. She couldn’t wait for their next encounter.

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