A Story of the Kitchen
It has been a long day and you arrive home tired, however relieved that you are back from work. You put on the kettle to boil water for a beverage when the door-bell rings.
On opening the door you see standing there is Steve, a guy you met for drinks a few nights before, for only the second time, the look on your face betraying your total surprise and that long moment of silence only confirms it before it is broken when he says '....I thought I'd surprise you...' and that he most certainly has.
As you recover, you invite him in, your heart rate increasing slightly, knowing the laughs and sheer pleasure you had enjoyed in his company and realising that you had said to '.....drop by anytime.....', and now that he had you were pleasantly glad that he had done so.
You both move into the kitchen and you make a tea and a coffee while chatting about everyday things. He's a good listener and as you both stand talking, you can't stop looking at his mouth, adoring his lips, those very same lips that had kissed you so deeply and passionately just four days previously, and then you notice just how aroused you are becoming in Steve's presence, how you desire to kiss him again.
Then he moves closer to you and taking the cup from your hand as he lays his own cup down, he asks if he can kiss you again and all you can do is nod yes. Leaning down, he takes you face in both of his hands and his lips gently caresses your's, touching them almost gosssamer-like, then a firmer pressure as he moves closer before you feel his tongue pushing against your lips which part willingly as he explores your sexy mouth.
Your pulse and heart rate are racing now as you respond strongly to his kisses, your tongues jousting with each other, your nipples hardening against your clothes, your mind being assaulted by emotion, loving how this man kisses you, arouses you, making you feel so special, feelings you have not felt for some time now.
As you continue kissing, he pulls you ever closer to his body, you can feel a bulge in his trouser's and it elicits a strange curiosity in you as you let a hand descend to his crotch and begin caressing his cock through the fabric of his clothes. He lets out a low gasp of pleasure as you kiss and as you continue caressing his shaft you can feel him growing larger with your touch, then you unzip his trousers and reach in, taking his cock in your hand for the very first time - he feels so big, so deliciously thick - and you want to see his manhood, so while kissing Steve, you unbuckle his trouser's, freeing his cock, your hand stroking his length as you kiss, feeling him grow larger with every stroke.
Then you break-off kissing him and look down at his shaft - he is deliciously long and ram-rod straight, 7" or more and so wonderfully thick - you fall to your knees and pulling his fore-skin right back you can see the head of his cock, before your lips wrap around it, as you take him deep into your mouth. It's been too long since you sucked a guy off, and he taste's so good, he feels so strong, as you begin to suck and stroke Steve, soft cries escaping from his lips, his hands caressing your head as you give 'head', turning him on, cupping his balls, then gently squeezing them, his breathing becoming shorter and shallower as you taste the first drops of his precum, the taste adding to your own arousal.
Long, slow strokes as your tongue swirls around the ridge of his shaft, his cries of pleasure now filling the kitchen, his cock twitching in your mouth as his 'load' builds up, your own pussy on fire as your nectar moistens your panties and you want him to cum, you long to taste his seed, but perhaps even more than that, just to make a man cum for you, to make him spill his seed for Mary and so your lips move over the head of his shaft with ever greater speed, your hand pumps the length of his cock so vigorously, his body trembling, shaking and then suddenly he pulls his shaft out from your mouth and says to you '....not so fast Mary, now it's my turn....' and so he pushes you onto the floor of your kitchen and gently, yet with surprising speed, he removes both your trousers and panties so that you are naked from the waist down.
You feel so nervous and vulnerable as it has been so long since anyone went down on you, yet for some unknown reason you feel safe with Steve and somehow it feels so right. He gazes upon you, loving your smooth, clean pussy and he says to you '.....you look so fucking beautiful....' as he lowers his mouth to your cunny. He begins by planting soft kisses on your inner thighs, his hands roaming over your lower body and with every kiss he moves ever closer to your cunt. His actions are causing light waves of pleasure to wash over you, your body trembling at times and you can feel the first drops of your nectar now beginning to coat the entrance to your 'pleasure palace'.