We lie in each other’s arms eyes shut and fingers open and all the colors of the world pass through our bodies like strings of fire.

I woke up to the sounds of cupboards being open and shut. I smiled inwardly as the smell of bacon and eggs and coffee wafted into the bedroom. Clara is busy in the kitchen…I tried to open my eyes but the sun rays glared at me. I shielded my eyes with a groan and tried to get up. After a wild and adventurous night with Clara, I had fallen into a deep sleep. The mere thought of what we had shared and done, made my cock swell and brought a grin to my face. I glanced at the clock and it read 07:00 AM. I pushed myself from the bed and freshened up. I slipped a shirt on and nothing else, and made my way towards the kitchen. She is wearing wedge heeled open toe shoes and a dress that stopped mid thigh. Seeing her bent over the counter, made me groan. Her hair flowed onto her shoulders, making me want to run my fingers through it. Her milky white thighs are exposed, making me remember how they were wrapped around me, the previous night. The dress is long enough but not too long. I didn’t know whether she was naked beneath the dress or not. I can only wish that she was. Ignorant of my presence in the room, Clara continues with her cooking. I stood for sometime admiring the beauty standing before me. I’m standing against the kitchen wall, my arms folded and my gaze intense. My eyes are pinned onto her body, measuring every curve. My stubble made my face even more pronounced.

I walk up behind her grabbing her waist with my hands, surprising her. I’m kissing her neck, kisses that are light and barely there, a soft brushing of my lips. It made her skin tingle and her insides curl. My hands on her waist and my lips on her neck, making her want more. My hands then cupped her butt; my short thick rough fingers barely touching her thighs, making her quiver. ” I like it,” I murmured huskily against her ear, as I squeezed her ass and ran a finger over her pussy. She stood still as she feels my warm breath on her neck. I whisper in her ear, ” Bend over pull your dress up to your waist. ” Please!” She gasps wildly. It’s the first I’ve spoken in this exchange of ours. She pulls her dress up to her waist, I grab the thin elasticated band at the top of Clara’s panties and pull down, roughly maneuvering them off her pelvis and down to her knees where I abandon them. ” I’m going to fuck you now.” Clara is now pinned face down on the counter forming a perfect right angle. She squirms and wriggles playfully and her ass moves in small, encouraging, circles. Suddenly I’m completely out of control. My cock aches and my breathing is quick and ragged. My balls ache, desperate for release, Clara has raised herself up on her toes and arched her back, presenting herself to me. Her pussy is hot pink against her white flesh and glistens with her excitement. I guide my penis up to her and push the tip against her opening. My hand quickly moves up to join the other grasping her wrists as I slam myself into her. I use my grip on her arms for leverage and push myself in as far as I can, my balls slapping against her.

” Yes!” Clara screams in a roar which she repeats as I slide partly out and slam in again with similar force.
Her pussy is hot, wet and tight around my cock as I begin to fuck her with wild abandonment, my thrusts slow but powerful and deep. Every time I slam into her Clara yelps encouragingly. ” Ah, yes, come on!” Gasping each word in time to my thrusting, ” Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” I’m surprised that this beautiful young thirty one year old woman is so eager for me to take her so roughly again, the harder I take her the louder and more forceful her encouragement becomes. All my frustration from yesterday boils up as I fuck her more mercilessly.