Hot Cookies in Bella's Kitchen.
Tinder is a hook-up app for a world of possibilities. But it's a small world.
It couldn’t have been more than 2am as I stood in the kitchen, baking cookies in the nude. The heat from the oven warming my bare skin as I mixed the cookie dough, put them on the cookie sheet and popped them into the oven. The younger man I had met through the hook-up app last night sat at the counter, watching me with hungry eyes. I couldn't help but admire his sculpted body as he sat, absently stroking his cock as he watched me.
My skin tingled with anticipation as I felt his gaze on me, taking in the curves and contours of my nude form as I leaned over the counter. His body pressed against mine from behind, sending a shiver down my spine as I felt his cock on my ass.
Vulnerability mixed with excitement as he positioned himself to enter me. "I should probably watch the cookies," I gasped out, but he only chuckled in response, already thrusting deep inside me.
"I Love your cookies, I always have," he groaned. I pushed back as he pulled me against his rock-hard cock. It twitched inside me, wanting release.
"You are such a fucking tease," he growled into my ear. The smell of baked goods mingling with our sweat and musk as I ground against him, feeling the doughy resistance of my ass cheeks against his toned loins.
“How am I teasing you? I’m baking cookies?” I asked as he reached around and pawed my tits. My nipples ached under his touch, and I whimpered softly, needing more. He sensed it and squeezed a nipple between his fingers, rolling it gently before pinching it tightly, causing a jolt of pleasure to shoot through me that made my pussy clench around his cock involuntarily.
"Fuck," he moaned, slamming into me harder. Our hips slapped together in sync with the rhythm of our breaths as he took control, pushing me against the kitchen counter. Every thrust sent waves of pleasure through my body - from my core up to my shoulders - and every soft moan escaped my lips only encouraged him further.
His fingers trailed down to play with the puckered skin of my anal opening, teasing it until it relaxed enough for him to slide in a second finger and then a third. I cried out at the unfamiliar yet strangely arousing feeling of being both filled and violated all at once. It wasn't long before he withdrew them to coat take the next step. Now opened wide for him, his cock took my ass easily.
“Ohhh, Ohhh, I never imagined,” I panted as he fucked my ass. “How good that could be.”
My skin glistening in the warm kitchen light, as we continued to fuck. Our breaths intertwined and drew in the scent of cookies baking in the oven. Each thrust brought a jolt of pleasure, heightening my senses as the younger man's cock hit the deepest corners of me, leaving no part untouched.
It was almost as if the kitchen itself was alive, filled with an energy that seemed to drive us forward. I clung onto the counter for support, my lips tasting the salty sweat on my skin as the younger man held my hips, his hands held me like a vice.
The rhythm of our movements became more frenzied, the pummeling of his thrusts growing stronger with each passing second. My moans echoed through the kitchen, a testament to the bond we were sharing. I could feel his need for release, his urgency mirroring my own. And then the best surprise, He was making me cum like this. I held on as my legs shook and juices from my pussy ran down my legs.
With a final cry, he pulled me back against him, his hips grinding against mine as he came inside me once more.
I felt him shudder, his cock twitching inside me. He held me close, panting, the heat of the moment causing my skin to prickle.
As we took a moment to catch our breath, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. It was like the universe had conspired to give me this experience, and I was grateful. With a satisfied grin, he leaned in and whispered in my ear, "You're a dirty little nympho, aunt Bella. Who would have thought we would match on Tinder?"
I couldn't help but laugh as I replied, "Tinder was your uncle’s idea, but who would have guessed you would swipe right on little old me? Mm mm,” I said as I drew in a long, slow breath, enjoying his cock up my ass. “I had no idea what a rock star you were in the bedroom! Or I’d have been all over you long ago."
We both shared a chuckle before he pulled out of me, leaving a trail of his warmth in me. His cum ran down my leg as I took the cookies out of the oven to cool, “You make a good baking timer too,” I said. Setting up the next cookie sheet, as once again, he stroked his cock back to life, watching me.
Kitchen or bedroom your writing makes it hot, you could practically smell the cookies. Pretty hot stuff!
...and then Bella entered her bedroom, awakening her hubby, who smiled at her and asked, "Did you enjoy baking with him?"