What’s Cooking?

He stood behind me, grinding his cock against my ass as he nibbled on my neck, as I tried to cook dinner. “When will dinner be ready?”

“Soon, and even sooner if you stop trying to distract me,” I chided then moaned as he sucked on my neck and left a small hickey.

“I need to feel your pussy wrapped around my cock,” he whispered in my ear before returning to my neck to give me a second hickey. “Let me pull your skirt up and fuck you right here.”

“What if the kids come in?”

“We’ll hear them long before they get here,” he replied as his hands slid under my shirt to find my breasts and massaged them through my bra. I pressed my ass against him, grinding it against his hard cock.

“Okay,” I said. I could feel his smile against my neck. He reached between us and unzipped his pants, guiding his drooling cock out of the hole, then pulled my skirt up and tugged my panties out of the way.

He rubbed the tip of his cock in my juices, whispering, “You’re so wet and ready for me.”

“Fill me with your cock,” I begged as I bent over, resting my head on an oven glove on the counter. He pressed his cock against the entrance then slid it deep inside me with one thrust. He let out an audible moan.

He held onto my hips as he thrust in and out of me, his fingers digging into the flesh. He reached one hand between us and found my clit as the other wrapped in my hair. He tugged on my hair until I was looking out the window over the sink, forcing me to lower my hips and give him a better position to drill into me.

I moaned loudly as his fingers worked on my clit, rubbing it just the right way to make me explode then changing it before I got too close. I whimpered my protests each time. “Please,” I begged. “Please let me cum!”

“Soon babe, I’m nearly there,” he answered as he continued to thrust in and out of me. Suddenly he fucked me deeper and faster, his fingers rubbing my clit. I looked at the oven and saw that the buzzer was about to go off.

“Get ready,” he warned. He counted down, “Five, four, three, two, one … ohhhhhhhhh yes … I’m cumming!”

He slammed his cock deep inside me and filled my pussy with his cum just as the buzzer for dinner went off. I felt my body start to shake as my orgasm hit me. He continued to rub my clit as he pushed the off button on the timer and my pussy milked his cock dry.

“The meat’s done and dinner is ready,” he said as he tucked his cock back into his pants then pulled my skirt down. “Perfect timing.”