Cooking 3

As you walk in the door and start to wander you run into me in the kitchen. Sitting up on the counter, legs spread open, bowl of brownie batter remnants in front of me.

"Are you going to come get a taste or?..." I raise my chocolate covered fingers to my lips.

I let a little chocolate drop down onto my thighs "on accident" of course...

Your lips are wandering over me, my neck, my collar bones, sternum, hands gripping my thighs as you make your way down my body. I can feel your tongue slide over the mess I made.

"I'm so happy your ba-" the words catch as your teeth sink into my hip. Your hands scooping under my ass to slip me further forward. A little too enthusiastic and I pop off the corner... so, I turn around and pull my panties to the side for you. Heels on so that when I finally get bent over its easier access for you. "Taste how excited I am to see you?" I say looking back over my shoulder but you're already on your knees.

Your hands gripping my ass spreading me apart to see my glistening lips. Your finger tips gliding over me effortlessly.

Your fingers trace down the outside of my legs spread apart in front of you and you chuckle slightly when my hips slip away from the counter. You know exactly what I want....

Your lips find the back of my right thigh. Your fingers gripping my calves at the thought of what's next. Your teeth graze my the crease between my ass and thigh. Your hand clapping against my ass cheek causing me to squeal and then melt into the counter top in front of you. You watch as my skin starts to turn pink. Running your palm over my freshly irritated skin then you slap it again and here me moan.

Your breath is getting heavier watching my body react to you. Goose bumps and red marks where your fingers have touched me. You stand up and pull my body against you. One hand pulling my hips back into you where they're rotating and grinding against you. And the other arm wrapped up my torso, forearm between my breasts and hand at my collar. My head leans back against your shoulder as your lips graze my neck. Your hot breath sending chills down my spine.

"What do you want?" Your voice is low and rough. I can tell your frustrating yourself just as much as you are me.

"You know what I want.." I whisper quietly

You step aside slightly, your left hand slapping my ass hard and then immediately resuming your position behind me. My legs a little weaker, your pinning me to you a little harder for support. "I said,..." your left hand that was on my hip started to slip under the top of my panties and trace the line over my stomach, "what do you want."

"Sir..." I try to get it out but your fingers slide down and dip into me right as I start.

My hand flys up and grips at your arm that's currently holding me up. My body sinking into you.

"Hmm?" Your hand hasn't moved poised with a finger ever so slightly pressed into me. Your nuzzling against my neck your hand holding me up gripping at my collar bones, fingers sliding up onto my neck as my nails dig into your arm. My other hand has started clenching your thigh.

"I want-fuck!" Your fingers slide deeper into me and your having to pin me against the counter to keep me held up.

"Mmmmm, that's not how we ask for things, is it?" Your fingers slide out of me. You let me find my footing once more and shift to the slide slightly. Your grip on my neck loosening as you can feel me stabilizing.

Your hand collided with my left ass cheek one more time. "Fuck!" I lean forward my arms sprawled in front of me. Your eyes wandering over me faking spent.

Your hands grip onto my hips, as you lean over and kiss my back gently, moving downward with each kiss and word. "What... do.... You... want." I sighed heavily, in front of you. Your finger tips retracing the red prints still brightly shining on my ass.

"I want your tongue inside me, now!"

And all at once your face is buried in me. My legs shaking already as I groan loudly. Your hands grabbing and squishing my ass cheeks together then pulling them apart. God I'm so wet for you. Let alone what you're adding to the equation. It doesn't take long until there's spit dripping everywhere. Down my thighs, down your chin, onto the floor. I can hear you slurping it up as your tongue laps over me. You spit a mouthful onto me before slipping fingers inside of me.

"Oh!" My body tenses and you feel a grip on your fingers immediately release as I relax into it. "Are you going to make me squirt?"

"Mmm, is that what you want?" I can feel your angle changing as your fingers are pumping into me. Your're sitting on the floor away from the counter so you can finger me and taste me cum all over you at the same time.

"Yes, please!!!" My body was quivering as I was getting louder and louder.

"Get on the counter." You ordered. My legs were unstable at best. I see you smirk at me but you grab my waist and I jump up onto the counter.

Your fingers slip back into me. Your hand pretty much drenched in seconds. Your finger tips are hooked up inside me as your pulling up inside me. Palm rubbing my clit with every move.

I'm tensing around you making it harder to move you fingers in and out. So, you're just flicking your fingers inside of me.

You can hear me gushing before I even start squirting. Cum splashing onto the counter as I scream and convulse. "Please!!!!!"