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My husband was finishing making dinner. He told me dinner was ready and that he didn’t understand why I was spending so much time on my laptop. I told him I was submitting our “I’m Sorry make up sex story to MH.” He asked if he could read it when I’m done. I said that yes he could. As I wrote the last few words and hit submit, I handed my husband my laptop and grabbed my plate of food. I started eating immediately. My husband took a bite of his food while reading.
“This is so hot,” my husband said a few minutes later. “Wow! I remember this!”
“Yes, we were angry with each other for silly stuff,” I said as I grabbed another spoonful of food. My husband looked over at me.
“What?” I asked. “Is something wrong?”
“Yes,” he said. “Your story is so amazing that I want us to make up again.” My husband kissed me and looked me deep in my eyes.
“I love you,” he said, with eyes glazing.
“I love you too,” I told him back and returned his kiss. I didn’t expect a kiss in our kitchen to turn into something else. I wanted to finish eating but couldn’t. I could see my husband’s erection peek through his shorts. I could feel it. I think he thought I didn’t notice but I did.
When he touched me over my clothes, I could feel my body react to him. Our mouths dug deeper into our bodies with each kiss. Here we were in the kitchen trying to eat but we were getting hot and heavy over our own sex story posted on Marriage Heat. How could this be?
My husband brushed up against me and I felt my parts call his. It didn’t matter where we were. I felt myself start to melt in him. As he kissed my neck, I felt for his cock, which was fully erect through his shorts. I couldn’t take standing anymore while his cock and my pussy were calling each other.
I pulled away from him and rubbed his cock through his shorts. I unzipped his shorts and could see his hard erection trying to spring free from his briefs. I started playing with him and kissing him through his briefs. He looked down on me with his eyes blazing. When I finally took his sweet hard cock out it was so beautiful. Perfect. I bent down and kissed his sweet cock all over. The tip, his balls, the shaft. Nothing was missed. I put the tip of him into my mouth, which already had a slight bit of precum on top. I licked him ever so softly. Then licked his shaft and took all of him inside my mouth. I had so much practice with his sweet cock that I could take almost all of him. I felt my husband’s hand on the back of my head. His eyes were rolling to the back of his head. I sucked and licked in and out for a few minutes.
“Hey, it’s my turn now,” my husband said as he helped me up. I saw my husband look around.
“Here,” he said, pointing to the counter.
What? I asked. “You want me to get on here?”
“Yes,” he said as he motioned for me to get on the counter. We had never fucked in the kitchen but we were doing it now. Thank goodness we didn’t have company this time.
My husband laid me back on the counter. I had on jeans but he took them off. My jeans were at my knees. I felt my husband rub me through my thin layer of panties. A very slight moan escaped from me. It felt so weird to fuck in the kitchen but felt so good. My husband pulled down my panties and I couldn’t wait to feel him. I felt my pussy calling for his cock. My pussy was aching.
My husband pulled up my shirt and pulled up my bra exposing my breasts. He sucked them and I felt myself getting so wet between my legs. He moved down my body before reaching my pussy. I felt his hot breath there. He kissed inches away from my pussy before I felt his tongue doing magic on me. I couldn’t help but moan slightly.
I had nothing to hold onto on the counter but started slightly grabbing at my husband’s hair. My body melted away at the sweet delight between my legs. My husband’s tongue was fucking me so hard that I couldn’t help but moan louder.
“Fuck me,” I moaned. “Fuck Me. Fuck Me. Fuck Me!” I said louder. “I want your dick inside me!” I said.”I need your dick!”
My husband stopped eating me out and came up to kiss me. “You see that?” he said. “Look at how happy you are? Look at how wet you are. You want me to fuck you?”
“Yes,” I said. “Yes. Yes. Put your dick in me.”
My husband grabbed his cock. He moved it up and down my pussy. “You want me to fuck you? Huh?” my husband asked.
“Yes, Yes, Yes!” I moaned.
“How? my husband asked.
Before I could respond my husband pushed his hard cock inside me. My breath quickened. “Like this?” he asked looking deep into my eyes.
“Yes,” I said. “Just like that.”
“How much do you want me to fuck you now?” my husband asked.
“A lot,” I said. “A lot!”
“Remember our fight? How we made up?” my husband asked.
“Yes,” I said.
“Remember how I fucked you?” my husband asked.
“Yes,” I said.
“Did you like me fucking you after we made up? My husband asked.
“Yes!” I said, “Yes! Fuck me again!”
My husband pulled out of me before thrusting hard into me. I squealed in delight.
“You like that?” my husband asked.
“Yes, Yes,” I moaned.
“How much do you like it?” he asked.
“I like it. I want it.” I said.
“Tell me how much you want this big dick fucking you right now?” my husband asked.
“I want it now. I want you to fuck me!” I said. My husband took his dick and thrust into me. I moaned and then screamed. I was scared I was making too much noise.
“You like that?” my husband asked.
“Yes,” I moaned.
“Tell me how much you like that,” my husband said as he quickened his pace and started fucking me deeper.
“I like it,” I moaned.” I like it. Right there!” I moaned.
“You like it?” my husband asked. “Tell me.”
“Yes, OOO Goodness Yes!” I moaned. “I like it!”
My husband fucked me harder. His dick going in and out of me. You could hear how hard he was fucking me. I took my legs and wrapped them around his waist.
“Fuck,” I moaned. “Fuck.”
“You like this?” my husband asked? You like me fucking you?”
“Yes!” I screamed. “Yes!” Not caring about the noise.
My husband grabbed my breasts before kissing my neck. I melted again. My pussy was being fulfilled. He went faster and harder inside me again and again. I could feel my pussy wrapped around his sweet dick. After fucking for what seemed like forever, I could tell what was about to happen. My husband didn’t need to say it.
“Come in me,” I moaned. “Come inside me. I want your come in me.”
A few seconds later, my husband grunted and held onto me tightly. I could feel his sweet come filling my hold. “Yes,” I moaned. “I feel you.”
Both of our bodies were sweaty. As I got up some of my husband’s come came out and spilled on the counter.
“You always come a lot inside me,” I laughed. “I love it! I said, as I kissed my husband. Once we were cleaned up, we finished our dinner as expected.
Let’s hope this story doesn’t make us want to fuck. Getting off of your own story is so hot and unexpected. Our first time fucking in the kitchen is just as hot. Let’s hope this story results in another hot hard fuck.
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