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Anna Kendrick rolled out the dough on the counter top in her kitchen, enjoying herself as she took time to do some baking. It was a personal hobby of hers and she loved doing it, though so often she didn't have time for it properly, or nobody to do it for. But now however she had a new boyfriend, and things had changed a little.
She had got herself a new boyfriend after a little while single. He was a little different to the normal guys she seemed to date in that he wasn't involved with the movie business and wasn't yet another Hollywood type that worked in or around productions of television or film. He was more a normal guy, who worked in a good job in aerospace and was a little more conventional. His attitude was straightforward, he told her exactly what he thought or felt and if she asked a question she could be sure of an honest answer in return.
It was different to a lot of the guys she'd dated and it made for a refreshing change actually, since he was clear with what he liked and wanted in life, and crucially what he wanted from her in their relationship. He was rather more in charge than previous men she'd been with, not in a bad way, just a clear, decisive manner that rather turned her on. She'd shared it with a friend who had been rather shocked and tried to tell her it was some backwards attitude or unbalanced, but she didn't see it that way, just finding it more conventional and choosing to continue on.
In return she chose to be a little more conventionally submissive for him and let him take the lead, stepping back to allow them work together and let him be in control of more things, including their sex life. She settled into the role of the perfect girlfriend, with him in charge of their relationship and her going along for the ride, offering the right advice or input when the time came. It was certainly a change for her, but she took the chance.
And frankly, it was going great. She was absolutely loving things with him and it was going great. Their relationship was hot and passionate, seeming to be in perfect harmony and their sex life was excellent as well, fulfilling for both of them. She'd tried new things and found pleasure in that, some things she may not have done before as she was guided by him. Also with him being in charge at home she was able to relax and not worry herself with it, knowing it was taken care of as she focused on her sometimes stressful career. The balance it brought to both their lives just worked.
She'd started wearing more sexy underwear at his behest, swapping tights for stockings, either hold-ups or with suspenders, and more thongs and G-strings. Her bras got sexier and a couple of bodysuits and corsets found their way into her lingerie collection as well as she embraced what he liked, enjoying dressing up sexily for him. She knew it was somehow outdated or something, but their relationship was going so great that she just loved being sexy for him which only encouraged him to pay her back.
Anna had some time off between projects so was spending it doing something she loved, baking in her kitchen. She was making her own dough from scratch and just enjoying a nice afternoon making sweet treats for her new man and some of her family. Her hands were covered in flour, kneading and rolling out the dough on her counter patiently when he walked into the kitchen behind her, slowing down to take in his beautiful, petite girlfriend working away at her baking.
"Hey," she said with a smile, glancing back over her shoulder.
"Hey," he replied, just watching her, taking in her gorgeous, slender form, her long brown hair cascading down over her bare shoulders. She was wearing a simple black halter neck top, her black bra straps visible outside it where it tied behind her neck, leading down to a pair of tight jeans that helped to highlight her figure. He took in the slender taper of her waist and flare of her hips, loving how the denim snugly wrapped her ass before leading down her short, beautifully toned legs. She just had an old pair of Converse on that she kicked around the house in, feet bare inside the old canvas.
"Ooh hello," she murmured as he slid up behind her and pushed his arms around her waist, absolutely towering over her. He was over 6' tall, which was huge compared to her diminutive 5'2" and as a result he seemed absolutely huge compared to her...but she loved it. He hooked his hand into her hair and swept it over her shoulder out the way before he dipped down and nuzzled up her soft cheek. She tried to focus but he kissed gently down over her jaw and onto her neck, making her shiver and lean away to give him maximum access to her as she murmured in pleasure. Her eyes closed and hands paused, completely consumed by the illicit touches.
She squeezed her thighs in arousal as she felt the familiar tingle, her pussy wettening a little as his hands took hold of her waist, his grasp easily able to contain and restrain her, feeling so dominating and safe. Anna trembled a little as she let him do his thing, unable to touch him, hands still covered in flour from her baking as he held her and his kisses turned to little bites of her neck and shoulder. It made her give a ragged little gasp, immediately embarrassed as he turned her on so easily, his hands slipping down to pull at the bottom of her black top and draw it teasingly up her tummy.
His fingers let it slip and drop back as they carried on up to her beautifully firm C-cups, her breath catching a moment as his hands slid over them, supporting and squeezing them perfectly as he groped her, taking in every soft, womanly curve of her petite body through her bra. Hands roamed over her chest and took in her impressive shape, firmly groping her, not hard but plenty to make her relax into his grip and let him take charge. His hand pushed down from her chest, over her tummy and straight to the waistband of her jeans, fingers easily burrowing beneath.
They slid down over the front of her panties, taking in the lacy design embroidered on them over the top of her sexily shaved pussy as she shivered in arousal, a shuddering gasp escaping her lips. She was just lost to it as he bit lightly down her neck again before playfully going to give her a hickey which made her squeal playfully and twist away from him. He pulled his hand back out of her jeans and it was immediately in her hair, pulling a handful of it to yank her head over so he could kiss her lips.
They made out passionately, tongues entwining powerfully as his hand continued to squeeze at her breast, holding her back by her hair not that she intended to pull away. Her hands were still covered in flour and she was powerless in his arms, exactly the way she liked it as he broke away from her and effortlessly spun her round on her toes to face him, looking up at him with her big blue eyes wide.
She held her hands out in adorable awkwardness to the sides of her, still messy from her interrupted baking session as he easily dominated her and pushed down on her shoulders to urge her towards the floor. It was a move he'd used on her plenty of times before and she knew exactly what he wanted, letting her toned legs dip so she dropped down to a crouch, choosing not to kneel and instead sinking down on the heels of her Converse in front of the counter. He pushed her back to lean against the counter, Anna teetering a little as he did so, eyes locked onto his jeans where the bulge of his stiff cock was obvious.
She knew what was coming but her eyes remained fixed as his hands went to his belt, releasing it and the button below to pull his jeans open. Her breaths were short and fast as she stared, watching him yank his shorts out the way so his hard prick could spring up before her, already rock hard and ready for her. In perfect sync with him she opened her mouth and closed her eyes just as his hand pushed through her long brown hair again and he stepped forward to push himself between her waiting lips.
He groaned as he felt the heat of her mouth and her skilful tongue pressing up obediently on the underside of his cock. Her blowjobs were fantastic and he knew she had the perfect touch, but it still made him shudder every time she got started. Not that she had any control, pressed back into the counters and unable to move her head, instead reliant on him to drive things. He had no problem with that and pushed into her mouth, gliding across her waiting tongue towards the back of her throat before slowly pulling back.
Anna sucked firmly, immediately getting into it as she thrust her most powerful muscle against his rock hard prick, feeling all the most sensitive areas and working her tongue against them with practiced skill as he groaned and bucked in her mouth. She felt him strain and stiffen as she applied herself, just pinned back as he thrust in and out of her, fucking her face with slow yet powerful strokes.
His hand slid down onto her head, a reassuring presence as he pumped into her hot, soft mouth, relishing how her sucking was just perfect as it picked up intensity, the ministrations of her tongue ideal, just knowing where and how to stimulate him. It only encouraged him to thrust in harder and faster, increasing pace and shoving a little deeper so his bulging head bumped the back of her throat.