Depraved housewife fucked on the kitchen table

depos:A depraved housewife, Angelica, was in the mood for some forbidden kitchen fun. Her stepdaughter Maria was staying late at the library, so she had the house to herself. Angelica tied her hair up in a messy bun, put on her tightest yoga pants, and began preparations for a steamy afternoon tryst.

First, she fired up the oven and prepared a cheesy pizza dough to rise. The warm kitchen soon filled with intoxicating scents of garlic and rising yeast. Angelica then dimmed the lights and lit some candles for ambiance. Soft jazz floated through the surround sound speakers.

Next, she painted her full lips a sultry red and dusted her freckled cheeks with a light blush. Angelica then stripped off her tank top, freeing her large, supple breasts. She left them bouncing unrestrained under a sheer white blouse. The cool air made her nipples perk up under the thin fabric.

Angelica poured herself a glass of Pinot Grigio and waited on the kitchen island, legs crossed and swinging. She fidgeted with the buttons of her blouse anxiously. Her daydreams flashed to all the forbidden possibilities, tempting her with the erotic MILF fantasies she kept supressed.

Her phone buzzed – a text from her lover. “Pizza’s ready. You home, cutsie?” She texted back. “Mmmm yes, barely. Home alone, come fuck me! XOXO”

Angelica spread legs and reached down to tease herself through the tight knit of her yoga pants. She was dripping wet, soaking through to her fingers. A damp spot spread on the seat. The anticipation made her heart race.

Her knock at the door. Angelica skipped to welcome her secret lover, throwing her arms around him and pressing her lips to his in a long, heated kiss. He squeezed her ass and she gasped into his mouth.

“No time for small talk, come fuck me on the pizza table!” Angelica panted breathlessly. She led him by the hand to the kitchen island.

She hopped up on the counter and wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him into her body. Their lips and hands groped each other feverishly. He grabbed the hem of her blouse and yanked it up, exposing her naked tits. Angelica sighed as he squeezed and tweaked her nipples. She ground her pelvis against his growing bulge.

Her lover laid her back on the counter and yanked her yoga pants down to her ankles. She kicked them off as he licked a slow trail up her inner thigh to her soaked panties. Angelica moaned loudly as he peeled them aside and flicked his tongue over her sensitive folds. He lapped and probed until her pussy was quivering and slick.

Cupping her ass in his strong hands, he lifted her to his mouth and devoured her hungrily. Angelica tangled her fingers in his hair, pressing his face into her drenched, needy sex. He sucked and tongue-fucked her clit until she was thrashing on the counter in ecstasy.

“Fuck, baby! I need your cock! Slam me with that big dick!” Angelica panted.

He unzipped his jeans, freeing his throbbing erection. Angelica moaned when she saw it – he was huge, with a fat, swollen head. He teased her entrance with the tip until she was whimpering and bucking. Then he slammed forward into her tight heat in one deep thrust. Angelica screamed in pleasure as he stretched and filled her.

Her lover pounded into her hard and fast, the kitchen counter shaking with the force of his thrusts. Angelica wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper. “Yes! Fuck me harder, I’m your slutty MILF!” she cried.

He grabbed her ponytail and yanked her head back, sucking on her neck as he drilled her relentlessly. Their sweaty skin slapped together loudly in the kitchen. He manipulated her nipple with his free hand, pinching and tugging until she was crying out in ecstasy.

Angelica hit a mind-blowing orgasm, seeing stars as she clamped down on his pistoning cock. “Don’t stop, don’t stop! I’m cumming on your dick!” she wailed.

The intense pleasure radiating through her body was nearly too much to bear as he fucked her through one orgasm after another. Finally, with a guttural groan, he hilted inside Angelica and let loose a huge load, flooding her twitching channel with his hot seed.

They collapsed together in a sweaty, satisfied heap on the counter. After a few moments, Angelica levered herself up on trembling arms and hopped off the island. She grabbed a slice of pizza from the combo oven and wolfed it down, realizing she was famished after their vigorous activity.

“Oh god,” she said around a mouthful of cheesy goodness, “Maria will be home any minute. Better clean this mess up!”

Angelica tossed her lover a roll of paper towels and the two worked in tandem, wiping down the splattered counter and picking up discarded clothing. They downed some water and chuckled conspiratorially, fingers brushing in secret caresses as they straightened up.

Suddenly, they heard a key turn in the lock. Angelica’s eyes widened. “Shit! That’s Maria! You better scram, fast!”

Her lover leaped to the window and threw it open. He scrambled through headfirst, jeans still unbuckled. Angelica smoothed her hair and heading for the front door, hoping to intercept her stepdaughter before she stumbled upon the scene of the illicit kitchen fuck.

“Maria!” she called brightly as the girl entered, hugging her in a tight embrace, trying to shield her from the slightly disheveled kitchen. “How was the library?”

Maria shrugged pertly. “Same as always. I’m starving, I want pizza!”

“Sweetie, the pizza won’t be ready for a few more minutes. Why don’t you go change and I’ll call you when it’s hot and ready?”

Maria pouted but agreed, heading off to her room as Angelica collapsed against the doorframe in relief. That was close! Exhausted but elated, she grinned to herself. A bland afternoon just got a whole lot more interesting. Angelica flipped the pizza into the oven, settling in for an evening of the usual suspects – hearth and home, family togetherness, and a seriously wicked secret. Just the way she liked it.