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Saturday morning, Mark and Jasmine (a couple fucking who have a son) are texting:

[early a.m.]

Mark: Hi Jaz.  You OK? Just got to the rugby club.  Great news. I don’t have to take Sammy to the away match.  Will’s dad offered to drive them both. I said YES. So we are home alone this morning. Ideas?

Jasmine: Want me to bake something?  I’m brewing some coffee.

Mark: Nice. Any other ideas?

Jasmine:  Like??

Mark:!!!!

Jasmine:O I see where you’re going …

Mark: Christen the new kitchen !!

Jasmine: I sense an occasion to wear black and cream lingerie you bought for my birthday!

Mark: Yess!!  I have a special request …

Jasmine:??

Mark: Wear that jumper of mine you always borrow.  Over something, I can unbutton. I plan to go down on you for a loooong time.

Jasmine: Yum! Your reward for that – a mega blow job!  Then take me on the counter.

Mark: What??  Not worried about taking care of the work surface?

Jasmine: Fuck that!… just fuck me on it!

Mark: I really want to take you from behind.  You don’t know what your peachy ass does to me!

Jasmine: Oh, I like doggy IF you’ve really got me in the zone with your talented tongue.  And lots of kissing, deep meaningful kissing. And pussy licking!

Mark: Yeah – like the kissing.  A lot.

Jasmine: Oh I have plans for you! But we must clean the counters and floor afterwards.

Mark: O you and your new kitchen…

Mark: Be ready when I get home!! xx

[Jasmine waiting in the kitchen – a little later]

So, after that text exchange, I was hotly anticipating Mark’s arrival home.

It had started as a typical Saturday morning: a rush to get Sammy ready for his match, a mad scramble to get him into rugby kit and down to the school.  Lie-ins are a thing of the past which is a shame. I loved waking up to Mark’s arousal poking me in the back! It used to be a regular thing to back up against his hardness and heat to enjoy a leisurely bout of spooning sex.

Anyway, there I was in the kitchen, dressed but with time to sip coffee because now I knew we weren’t required for parental duties for hours – what bliss! Between you and me, Mark texting me that he wanted to indulge in some uninterrupted sex – christen the kitchen – made my nipples harden and my pussy throb as soon as I read his words!  I heard the car pull up and the door slam – showtime!

My eyes raked Mark’s body, you can tell he spends time in the gym, his toned form is visible even when dressed.  After 12 years of marriage, he still made me burn with desire so, seizing my opportunity, I moved in to deliver a hungry kiss.  His lips met mine with a passion. On the same page, we both groaned as his hands pulled me in, roaming my upper body and cupping my buttocks.  He’s always loved my behind, toned from years of riding, and he fondled my ass cheeks, lifting my leg to his hip so I felt the heat of his cock pressing through our clothes.

My man is so luscious to kiss, I love to stroke his face when he’s recently shaved.  We snogged and groped like teenagers. He pulled his jumper out of the way and I rubbed the hard outline of his cock through his trousers.  My pussy was dampening my panties so I drew his hand to it; letting him appreciate how wet I was getting! His fingers slid between my swelling lips to stroke warm juices over my clitoral nub, teasing the silky juices out of the warm folds.  I throbbed my desire, rubbing at his bulging erection, then scrambled to undo his flies and release the beast!

Mark had other plans!  He backed me against the counter, drawing my trousers over my hips.  I’d worn a dainty new underwear set, but the black and cream thong was just in his way!  He stripped it away urgently to bury his hot tongue in my pussy! As he worked his magic, probing between the lips and laving the nub of my clit, I bathed in exquisite sensations, holding his head to my pubis and stroking his hair.  The counter at my back caused a tilt of my pelvis allowing my man to plunge his tongue deep inside me and thrum it across my sensitive little pleasure bud.

We prefer my pussy smooth, so my beautician likes to leave just a tiny landing strip.  Mark licked and nipped me as I perched on the edge of the counter, and the sensations he sent to my core left me panting and divesting myself of clothes. I felt too hot in my skin! As he stroked my fires with his talented tongue, waves of pleasure rippled through my pussy causing it to pulse with anticipation.  Ah, too many clothes! Stripping my shirt off completely I revealed my fancy strappy bra and let my head drop back, panting. My man was licking me to a frenzy of lust!

Dragging the confection of lace away from my breasts I kneaded and pulled at my nipples, loving the pinch and twist, the ache of which sent throbs directly to my clit.  Mark reached up to fondle my tits as he licked me, this blend of sensations made me bite my lip and thrust my hips to meet his mouth. My orgasm was building fast, but I didn’t want this over too quickly – time to honour my promise and pay homage to his glorious cock with my mouth!

I hopped off the counter and Mark knew my agenda. He let me loosen his belt and tug his trousers down his legs.  I searched his face noting the intensity of his lust matched mine. His mouth was smeared with hints of my lipstick and pussy juice, but his grin was wicked as I dragged at his underwear and the full length of him sprang out, firm and girthy.  He’s a big guy but now he gets waxed too, my idea, his tool looks even longer! I grasped his cock in my hand and stroked it up and down before gazing up at him and taking him into my mouth, it was salty with pre-cum and I hummed my satisfaction.  His juices began to flow more freely in response.

I loved to maintain eye contact with Mark as I licked and sucked at his impressive erection, kneeling at his feet looking up as I fellate him always straps jet engines to his arousal!  At that moment I’m his slave, doing whatever’s needed to fuel the fires of his passion. Wrapping my lips around his throbbing member and hollowing my cheeks as I sucked, I fed my own primal needs, my pussy throbbed and drooled.

Getting to my feet I continued to work him in my hand:  a slip, slide and a twist I knew he’d enjoy, while Mark, on the same page, seated himself on the granite surface for me to bend over to take his cock back into my mouth.  My pert rear was within reach so my man could stroke and knead the fleshy orbs, sending ripples of sensation into my tight pussy, before his fingers probed me from behind.

I was busy with my hand and mouth in tandem, his delicious cock needed the attention of both!  I gripped and pumped him with my fist while teasing its tip in the warm wet confines of my sucking lips. I flattened my tongue against his shaft, applying a pressure and a tease around the ridge of his frenulum. I love the power we both knew I was getting off on, this as much as he, so before long we changed position again.

I perched back on the cold countertop, spreading my legs ready to welcome my lover who pressed his manhood against my burning pussy and ploughed in deep, stretching me round its girth. I gasped when my stomach swooped and my pussy clenched; those first thrusts impart a special thrill, then Mark began to saw in and out with a steady rhythm that had me biting my lip as my arousal built.  From my vantage point, I could watch as he bored into me, drilling me with a pump of his hips which pushed me uphill towards my orgasm. His thrusts sped up and I clearly heard the delicious slurp of my juicy cunt and the slap of his balls against my buttocks. Mark slowed it down bending his legs to withdraw his length almost to the tip (my pussy mourning its loss) before he slid it in by increments, a slow tease.  He knew it drove me wild!

As our passion built I was flooded with sensation, I gripped his buttock to pull every last inch of him into my core, sucking on his tongue in a frenzy.  Mark withdrew and massaged my needy clit, waves of excitement radiated out from my little bud, then he slid his full length back into my pussy. He pumped vigorously making me heady with lust, varying his rhythm and depth of thrust.  I was climbing, close to the summit, but Mark had one more trick up his sleeve.

He withdrew and spun me round to fold me at the waist until, resting my forearms on the counter, I presented my peachy butt to him.  I licked my fingers and swiped between my legs but I was definitely wet enough, my pussy was soaked, juices copiously coating my lips.  Mark’s hands held my waist firmly and I grunted with his deep and possessive thrusts, coupling like animals, I wanted everything he’d got to give!

I reached back to pull his full length into me, stabbing me deep at my core, then I was cumming!  My pussy walls pulsed and clenched to draw him in while my body exploded with sensation. My chest flushed and my breathing shortened, I panted and groaned, it was so primal, which I loved!  I was swept high on a tide of bliss, but Mark managed several more deep, powerful thrusts, extending my orgasmic aftershocks till I realised a second climax was building.

He rode me mercilessly, but my sensitivity transformed to welcoming waves of pleasure.  This time he fucked me hard and fast, never stopping until we both climaxed simultaneously, gasping and clutching at each other, like drowning men on a life raft.

As our throbs and passion dissipated, we continued to connect with kisses and strokes. Mark fondled my breasts and nibbled my neck as our bubble of passion burst, and the reality of a Saturday morning broke through.

We didn’t actually discuss our kitchen sex until that afternoon when Mark texted me.

[Mark & Jasmine Texting later p.m.]

Mark: I’m at Will’s house to pick up Sammy, had to text you Jaz!  You really blew my mind this morning! Thank you! Felt I was in a porn film, directed by me!

Jasmine: I loved it too!

Mark: That blow job was the best.  When you looked up at me I nearly came.  LOVED the way you ran your tongue up my shaft – balls to tip.

Mark: Fucking amazing.  Where’d you get that idea?

Jasmine: You watch porn, I read it!

Jasmine: Yum, how you ate me out!  Good to be up high on the counter – I felt you penetrate deeper. Loved looking down on you.  Powerful, with you worshipping me!

Mark: You have talented hands!  Your wank was firmer than usual.  Liked that. Those twists drove me wild.

Mark: When you do it – it’s always better than I can do for myself.

Jasmine: The best bits for me

Jasmine:  1) your epic tongue action 2) fucking me on the counter.  Fucking horny.

Mark: YES!  Thanks for letting me take you from behind … doggy is a real treat!

Jasmine: I think you know it worked for me!!

Mark:  So naughty. Standing there letting my cum drip out of you.  Who’s a dirty girl?!

Jasmine: A hot end to a brilliant fuck.  I can throw caution to the wind sometimes.  Cleaned up, no damage done!

Jasmine: Next time we get a morning to ourselves, let’s do it again?  Can we push more boundaries?

Mark: Why not? Something on your ‘fucket’ list?!

Jasmine: How about incorporating my over the knee boots?

Mark: Mmm. Several scenarios come to mind! Can I make a request?

Jasmine: Only if it’s a dirty one

Mark: The opposite… next time please drain the sink! I think you put your sleeve in the bleachy water!  I really like that jumper. Bet there’s a white stain on the cuff.

Jasmine: As long as there isn’t a mark on the kitchen counter

Mark: Very funny.