Pam&Zach Kitchen Island Pleasure

The continuing adventures of Pam and Zach. I guess I'm obligated to state that all characters are 21 years of age or older. While embellished for literary purposes, events strikingly similar to these did actually happen.

Kitchen Island Pleasure...

Lately, it has been a twelve day dry spell for sex, due to both Zach's and my unexpected work obligations, and I felt bad for both of us. We each had a long frustrating period of work days and it was getting the best of us. I mean, I know the days of having sex six nights out of every seven are now in the rear view mirror, but a twelve day sabbatical, for us is still extremely rare.

We finally had a night where we were both home by 6:30PM and neither of us had to work the next day. We had finished eating dinner and had cleaned up the kitchen before 8:00PM. I had texted Zach at lunch time and promised him sex tonight, so it came as no surprise when he was eager to get things started.

He came up behind me at the island as I was drying my hands and reached around and started fondling my tits. I could feel his erection in his pants as he pushed his crotch against my ass. I just leaned back, softly moaned and let him continue. I could feel my pussy getting wet, so I reached behind and undid his belt and zipper. His lips were kissing my neck and his tongue found my ear as he unbuttoned my blouse and slid if off my shoulders. His fingers touched my now hard nipples and he began to play, twisting and pulling on them. I managed to get his pants over his hips and pushed them down, puddling them at his ankles.

As his one hand slid under the waistband of my skirt and panties, seeking out my pussy, I was rubbing my palm up and down the bulge in his boxers. When his fingers split the folds of my labia, my fingers fumbled but managed to undo the boxer's fly, freeing his cock. We stroked each other slowly, until my pussy started squishing and his cock started leaking.

"I think it's time we got serious," I whispered as I moved his body away and turned to face him. I let my blouse drop to the floor and, leaning against the island, slid my skirt and panties off as well. Zach stepped out of his pants, pulled his boxers off and took off his shirt.

"Play with yourself," I requested.

"I'm so fucking horny," he muttered as he grabbed his cock and started stroking.

"You mean you haven't jerked off since we last had sex?" I asked him, hoping he hadn't. I braced myself with one hand while my other hand slipped between my thighs, my fingers rubbing my glistening lips.

"No," he emphatically replied. "Have you?"

"Nope. Not that I hadn't thought about it."

"Same here," he concurred, as our eyes stayed locked and remained so as we each continued pleasing ourselves for several minutes. (I truly enjoy when we watch each other masturbate with our eyes just staring at each other.)

I then looked down to see his hands massaging his cock and balls and hoped he wasn't in a hurry. I planted my butt on the island, brought my knees up and slid back so that my feet were on the countertop, laid myself back and used my hands to both spread apart my pussy lips and insert two fingers inside me.

"Please eat me," I moaned, inviting him by holding my cunt wide open now with both hands.

As I closed my eyes, I felt his hands spread my knees wider just as his tongue hit my pussy. I moved my hands to hold my knees apart, allowing Zach to slide his under my ass and press his face hard against my dripping crotch. His tongue was licking and fucking me. I could feel his chin hard against my taint as he lifted me up so he could position himself to eat me better. Then he sucked my clit just as he stuck two fingers in my pussy and the bolt of electricity that shot through me caused me to arch my back and turned my head to the side.

"Jesus Christ that's good!" I shouted. "Don't stop!"

And he didn't. Switching back and forth between sucking on my clit and fucking me with both his tongue and fingers, he was driving me to the edge. The next thing I felt was his slippery finger push passed my sphincter and into my ass and I exploded, my orgasm erupting so suddenly that it even surprised me. I crushed his head with my thighs as I writhed back and forth and pulled his face tight to my pussy with my hands, holding him there, as I flooded him with twelve days worth of pent up sexual fluids.

Zach never protested, never attempted to pull his mouth away. He sucked out every drop I had to offer, all while his tongue continued its assault on my now ultra-sensitive pussy. Sensing I had no more to give, he stopped licking and began kissing me there as I took my hands away and opened my legs, enabling him to catch a breath.

I hung my legs back over the edge as I sat back up, bracing myself with my hands behind me. Zach leaned in and kissed me on the mouth, allowing me to taste my own juices, something I do enjoy.

"Boy, I needed that," was all I could muster between deep breaths. "Now changes places with me and let me show you how much I enjoyed it."

Zach hopped up on the island and assumed the same position I was just in, leaning back on his hands with his knees at the edge of the counter, his legs spread wide.

"Slide forward more so I can get to your balls too," I instructed.

Zach complied, giving me total access to his cock, balls and ass.

"Now, lay back. I'm gonna be awhile," I smirked as I cupped his balls with one hand and took hold of his cock with the other. As my fingers fondled his sack, my lips pressed against his tip and my tongue pushed on his peehole, generating a long, loud pleasure driven moan.

I slowly stroked the bottom of his his shaft as my lips encircled the crown and my tongue flicked back and forth, causing Zach's body to twist and arch. I saw him press down hard on the countertop with his hands, attempting to hold his body in place. My eyes smiled and I moved my mouth up and down, using my lips to jerk him off, while my hand squeezed his cock hard at the base, like a cock ring, trapping the blood in that vein and allowing me to feel his pulse with my tongue.

I watched Zach's chest heave with every deep breath as I increased the pace of my mouth sliding up and down his cock. I felt his balls begin to tighten, so I took my mouth away and gently blew across just the tip and said,

"You can play with your nipples if you want, but I'm not gonna make you cum. At least not in my mouth. When I'm done sucking you I want you to fuck me hard from behind."

I returned to licking his entire length, sucking on his balls, and watching that huge vein throb as I continued holding his cock tight, Zach moved his hands to his nipples, as I knew he would, he just can't help himself. After a few minutes, he pleaded,

"C'mon Pam, make me cum."

"Don't you want to fuck me?" I teased.

"Oh God. Yeah. Sure. Now?" he begged.

"Stop playing with your nipples and take a breather," I coaxed. " I wanna play just a little bit longer, okay?" I whispered coyly.

"Sure. Okay. Whew," he responded.

I let him recoup, still keeping a death grip on his cock and just lightly touching his balls. When I felt it was okay to continue, I wet my left middle finger with juices from my still dripping pussy and placed it on his lips. Zach licked it clean.

"See how wet I get sucking on you," I told him.

Then I wet it again, but this time I pushed it into his ass, causing him to emit the most delightful moan as I felt his cock get even harder. I fucked him like that, enjoying watching him gasp and moan and writhe every time I pushed it in deep. As he was getting accustomed to it, he began lifting his hips to drive it deeper. That's when I put my mouth back to work sucking on him until I knew he was on the verge of cumming despite my death grip.

I immediately removed my finger from his puckered hole and stopped sucking on him, but not letting go of his cock. It took quite awhile until I was sure that his uncontrollable urge to cum had subsided before I finally released him from my grip. He just laid still, taking deep breaths until he was finally ready to proceed.

"Gonna fuck me now?" I asked jokingly as I leaned up against the island and spread my legs wide.

Zach hopped off and positioned himself behind me. I felt his hips against the inside of my thighs as he guided his cock easily into my pussy. He'd never felt so big. He took hold of my hips and began fucking me, slowly at first. Along with the coolness of the granite on my nipples, God, it felt great. While I love getting eaten, nothing compares to the feeling of having my pussy filled with a stiff cock. As he increased the pace, I encouraged him to go faster and harder by slamming my ass back into his every thrust. I was growling each time his thighs slapped my ass. I reached back with one hand so I could get at my tits and play with my clit.

Zach was grunting and pounding me hard with each thrust when my mind went blank, as it's want to do at times. I guess I lost it, cause the next thing I remember is him screaming and me feeling every spurt of cum from his pulsing cock deep inside my pussy. I was out of breath but hadn't cum as he continued pressing his hips against me, trying to push his cock deeper, still grunting with every thrust.

I just bit my bottom lip and held still until he was finally through. I didn't want to stop him. I wanted him to let it all out, all the frustration of the last twelve days. I knew I wasn't the target of that frustration, just a receptacle, and that's okay. We both benefited and that's how it's supposed to be when you love someone.