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Michael had just gotten home from work, still wearing his work shirt with the sleeves rolled up. Emily was in the kitchen, barefoot in an oversized t-shirt that barely covered her ass, stirring something on the stove. The TV in the living room played some random show neither of them was really watching. It was a typical Tuesday evening — dinner half-made, laundry piled on the couch, the faint smell of garlic and onions filling the small apartment.
“Hey babe,” Michael said, walking up behind her and kissing her neck. Emily leaned back into him, smiling. “Missed you.”
His hands slid around her waist, then lower. The t-shirt rode up as he cupped her bare ass. She wasn’t wearing panties. That was all it took. The vibe shifted instantly from “what’s for dinner” to “I need you right now.”
“Fuck, Em,” he groaned against her ear, pressing his growing cock against her. “You’re gonna kill me one of these days.”
She laughed softly but pushed her ass back against him. “Then you better hurry before the pasta burns.”
Michael didn’t waste time. He spun her around, lifted her onto the counter, and dropped to his knees. Emily spread her legs, pulling the t-shirt up. Her pussy was already wet and glistening. He buried his face between her thighs, licking and sucking like a man starved. She grabbed his hair, moaning quietly, trying not to be too loud in case the neighbors were home.
“Michael… oh shit, right there…”
He stood up, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his hard cock. No foreplay beyond that first taste. He rubbed the head up and down her slick lips, then pushed inside in one smooth thrust. Emily gasped, gripping the edge of the counter. Her pussy was incredibly tight and warm, gripping him perfectly.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he grunted, starting to thrust. The sound of skin slapping filled the kitchen. He held her legs open, watching his cock disappear into her over and over. Emily’s tits bounced under the thin shirt as he fucked her harder.
They moved to the bedroom after a few minutes, dinner completely forgotten. Emily pushed him onto the unmade bed and climbed on top. She sank down onto his cock slowly, savoring every inch. “God, you feel so good,” she whispered, starting to ride him. Her hips rolled in that perfect rhythm she knew drove him crazy.
Michael’s hands gripped her ass, guiding her faster. The bed creaked loudly. Her pussy made wet, obscene sounds every time she slammed down. “I’m gonna cum,” he warned after just a few minutes.
“Do it,” she breathed, grinding harder. “Cum inside me.”
He groaned loud as the first orgasm hit. His cock pulsed, shooting thick ropes of cum deep into her. Emily kept riding through it, milking every drop. But she didn’t stop. She kept bouncing on his sensitive cock until he was hard again.
“Jesus, Em… you’re gonna drain me dry tonight.”
She smiled down at him, hair messy, cheeks flushed. “That’s the plan.”
They switched positions. Michael put her on all fours and fucked her doggy style, gripping her hips hard. The sound of his balls slapping her pussy echoed in the room. He reached around and rubbed her clit, making her moan louder. A second orgasm built fast. He pulled out at the last second and came across her ass and lower back, thick white streaks painting her skin.
Emily flipped onto her back, legs spread wide. “More,” she said, fingering herself. “I want you back inside.”
He slid back in, her cum-filled pussy even wetter now. The squelching sounds were filthy and hot. They fucked like that for a while, slow then fast, changing angles. Michael came a third time, pulling out and shooting across her stomach and tits.
They were both sweating, breathing heavy. The room smelled like sex and dinner from the kitchen. Emily’s hair stuck to her face. Michael’s work shirt was half unbuttoned and damp with sweat.
“Again,” she whispered, pulling him down for a kiss.
He laughed breathlessly but got hard once more. This time she rode him reverse cowgirl, giving him the perfect view of her ass and pussy swallowing his cock. She bounced faster, her cheeks jiggling with every movement. Michael slapped her ass lightly, then gripped it tight as he came for the fourth time, groaning into the pillow.
Emily was relentless. She turned around, still impaled on him, and kept grinding. Her pussy felt impossibly tight and perfect, squeezing him in all the right ways. He came a fifth time, weaker but still intense, cum leaking out around his cock as she kept moving.
By now they were both exhausted but laughing between moans. The “perfect pussy” had completely owned him.
“One more,” Emily said, lying on her back and pulling him on top. “Fill me up properly this time.”
Michael thrust deep, missionary style, their bodies pressed together. Skin slick with sweat. He fucked her hard and steady, the bed banging against the wall. Emily wrapped her legs around him, whispering dirty encouragement in his ear.
“Cum inside me, baby. Give me that last load.”
The final orgasm hit him like a wave. He buried himself as deep as possible and unloaded, pumping rope after rope of cum into her already full pussy. The creampie pushed out around his cock as he kept thrusting through the spasms.
They stayed like that for a minute, catching their breath. Michael finally pulled out slowly, watching his cum drip from her swollen pussy. Emily reached down and rubbed it in, smiling.
“Fuck… six times,” he said, collapsing beside her. “You’re dangerous.”
She laughed and kissed his shoulder. “Dinner’s probably ruined.”
They got up eventually. Michael pulled his pants back on while Emily threw on the t-shirt again. She checked the stove, scraping the slightly overcooked pasta. He wrapped his arms around her from behind again, softer this time.
“Best quickie ever,” he mumbled against her neck.
Emily leaned back into him, content. The TV still played in the background. Normal life resumed, but with that satisfied, messy glow only real homemade sex leaves behind. Her pussy still tingled, leaking his cum down her thigh as she served the plates. Just another Tuesday night.

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