[F]uck [m]e on the counter! | 2016

As I searched the kitchen for a late snack, she entered the room, like any other time. Wearing one of my printed t-shirts and simple underwear. Nothing sexy, not the clothing, not the attitude. Little did I know just how pent up I was!

She kissed me, just as a greeting, just as she always does. It was nothing. But I pressed into her. My authority was transferred only through lip contact, and she responded accordingly. She exhaled and sighed through her nose, a faint moan could be heard. I spun her, and me, and pressed her ass to the cool counter top. We kept kissing bit quickly got her on top on the counter. I soon pulled her shirt off. Continually groping, grabbing, and caressing her tits. She pulled my shirt off and began kissing my neck.

It felt good, but it was time to step it up. I ripped her panties down her legs and off her body. She tried to take my pants off, but was too high to reach well enough, so I helped.

I held her legs up, high up, as she guided my throbing cock into her wet pussy. The first few thrusts was my head barely popping in and out of her lips. But si it got better, and wetter, and hotter. She scooted forward, meaning only part of her butt was on the counter, so I held her up more. It was getting very good.

She quietly moaned as I slid in and out. Soon I was up on my toes, fucking her. She was soon orgasming, and then again, and quite possibly a 3rd time. I couldn't tell because I was caught up in my own flood of pleasure.

I pulled out, and my warm cum poured out all over her leg, just inches from her pussy. I griped her ass, and bit into her neck, she could tell the O wasn't quite over. She wrapped jet legs and arms around me and we stood/sat cudfling for a bit. She was equally, if not more, satisfied then I. We washed up, and proceeded with the rest of our, uneventful, evening.

Sometimes the faster it is, the better. It was fun, and done. Would do again/10.