Kitchen Sex

[BrightShinyGirl]

I’m baking cornbread tonight to make cornbread stuffing for Thanksgiving and my mind has been wandering to all the times I’ve been fucked in the kitchen. In my 20’s I had a boyfriend who really got off on me doing anything domestic, so if I was cooking there was a good chance he would come up behind me and start touching me and kissing the back of my neck.

I think part of the thrill was watching me get all worked up when I was trying to concentrate on something else. Usually I’d shoo him away after a few minutes, but there were a handful of times (ok maybe more than a handful) where I gave in to his advances and we wound up doing it right there in the kitchen. Sometimes he’d bend me over the counter and fuck me from behind, and other times he’d pick me up and sit me on the counter so we could do it face to face.

One time while I was washing the dishes, he pulled my panties down and started fingering me. When I went to turn off the water he wouldn’t let me. “Just keep scrubbing,” he told me, but the more he fingered me the worse I got at washing. Eventually I reached the point where I scrubbed the same spoon over and over for at least five minutes until I finally came.

Anyway ... I just took the cornbread out of the oven. But I’m curious what stories other people have about sex in the kitchen.

 

[HeavyBalls]

I’m baking cornbread tonight to make cornbread stuffing for Thanksgiving and my mind has been wandering to all the times I’ve been fucked in the kitchen. In my 20’s I had a boyfriend who really got off on me doing anything domestic, so if I was cooking there was a good chance he would come up behind me and start touching me and kissing the back of my neck.

I think part of the thrill was watching me get all worked up when I was trying to concentrate on something else. Usually I’d shoo him away after a few minutes, but there were a handful of times (ok maybe more than a handful) where I gave in to his advances and we wound up doing it right there in the kitchen. Sometimes he’d bend me over the counter and fuck me from behind, and other times he’d pick me up and sit me on the counter so we could do it face to face.

One time while I was washing the dishes, he pulled my panties down and started fingering me. When I went to turn off the water he wouldn’t let me. “Just keep scrubbing,” he told me, but the more he fingered me the worse I got at washing. Eventually I reached the point where I scrubbed the same spoon over and over for at least five minutes until I finally came.

Anyway ... I just took the cornbread out of the oven. But I’m curious what stories other people have about sex in the kitchen.

That's quite hot...

 

[suckonsimon]

Yeah doggie at the sink while she was doing the washing up - nice! I seem to recall things getting very splashy and bubbly suds on my face as my 'penalty!

Staying at a country cottage once, wood-burning range and large farmhouse kitchen table. It was great to perch her on, and then slowly mount the table too knocking a few things off it as the romp built. Good days!

 

[Lucien_Al]

I’m baking cornbread tonight to make cornbread stuffing for Thanksgiving and my mind has been wandering to all the times I’ve been fucked in the kitchen. In my 20’s I had a boyfriend who really got off on me doing anything domestic, so if I was cooking there was a good chance he would come up behind me and start touching me and kissing the back of my neck.

I think part of the thrill was watching me get all worked up when I was trying to concentrate on something else. Usually I’d shoo him away after a few minutes, but there were a handful of times (ok maybe more than a handful) where I gave in to his advances and we wound up doing it right there in the kitchen. Sometimes he’d bend me over the counter and fuck me from behind, and other times he’d pick me up and sit me on the counter so we could do it face to face.

One time while I was washing the dishes, he pulled my panties down and started fingering me. When I went to turn off the water he wouldn’t let me. “Just keep scrubbing,” he told me, but the more he fingered me the worse I got at washing. Eventually I reached the point where I scrubbed the same spoon over and over for at least five minutes until I finally came.

Anyway ... I just took the cornbread out of the oven. But I’m curious what stories other people have about sex in the kitchen.

My wife and I have had sex in the kitchen on a number of occasions.

Sometime I strip her down to her panties and eat her pussy. We have also had an all day sex marathon and ended up in the evening in the kitchen both wearing aprons to make sure nothing splatter on to our sensitive bits. It was so erotic that I ended up sitting her down on the kitchen counter and eating her pussy. After she came she returned the favor and gave me an epic BJ.

I have also fucked on of my lover on the kitchen counter. She lay back on the slightly lower part and it was perfect height. Now every time I see that counter I picture her with her legs spread wide and my cum oozing from her pussy.

 

[GD88]

I’m baking cornbread tonight to make cornbread stuffing for Thanksgiving and my mind has been wandering to all the times I’ve been fucked in the kitchen. In my 20’s I had a boyfriend who really got off on me doing anything domestic, so if I was cooking there was a good chance he would come up behind me and start touching me and kissing the back of my neck.

I think part of the thrill was watching me get all worked up when I was trying to concentrate on something else. Usually I’d shoo him away after a few minutes, but there were a handful of times (ok maybe more than a handful) where I gave in to his advances and we wound up doing it right there in the kitchen. Sometimes he’d bend me over the counter and fuck me from behind, and other times he’d pick me up and sit me on the counter so we could do it face to face.

That is hot indeed.

 

[JackOffer]

Both of my late wives loved it from behind while cooking or washing dishes, from me or anyone else.

 

[AficionadoAngel]

I used to go down on my boyfriend in the morning when he was making coffee. Nothing a fresh cup of coffee (and occasional cigarette) after swallowing a load first thing in the morning. Start the day right, I say.

 

[Dreamer110]

I used to go down on my boyfriend in the morning when he was making coffee. Nothing a fresh cup of coffee (and occasional cigarette) after swallowing a load first thing in the morning. Start the day right, I say.

Who could argue with that?

 

[lovesexfun]

I’m baking cornbread tonight to make cornbread stuffing for Thanksgiving and my mind has been wandering to all the times I’ve been fucked in the kitchen. In my 20’s I had a boyfriend who really got off on me doing anything domestic, so if I was cooking there was a good chance he would come up behind me and start touching me and kissing the back of my neck.

I think part of the thrill was watching me get all worked up when I was trying to concentrate on something else. Usually I’d shoo him away after a few minutes, but there were a handful of times (ok maybe more than a handful) where I gave in to his advances and we wound up doing it right there in the kitchen. Sometimes he’d bend me over the counter and fuck me from behind, and other times he’d pick me up and sit me on the counter so we could do it face to face.

One time while I was washing the dishes, he pulled my panties down and started fingering me. When I went to turn off the water he wouldn’t let me. “Just keep scrubbing,” he told me, but the more he fingered me the worse I got at washing. Eventually I reached the point where I scrubbed the same spoon over and over for at least five minutes until I finally came.

Anyway ... I just took the cornbread out of the oven. But I’m curious what stories other people have about sex in the kitchen.

i would like to do with my girl for sure...i will try it out.

 

[Kamita]

I agree with all of the above - but she has to be wearing her rubber gloves while we love - especially when they are wet and slippery or she is cleaning a particularly mess dish of cream or yoghurt and she reaches between her legs and smears it all over my balls - that makes me go bang!

 

[Utmale48]

Great memories you’re sharing. Thank you.

 

[housek]

I used to go down on my boyfriend in the morning when he was making coffee. Nothing a fresh cup of coffee (and occasional cigarette) after swallowing a load first thing in the morning. Start the day right, I say.

I love starting my day with my expert cock sucking wife blowing me while I have my coffee...We have done this several times. Sitting at the high bar stools in the kitchen sipping my coffee while she kneels down and slowly savors my cock. I love it. blowing a load in her mouth...and so does she.

 

[AllenJames]

AH, yes, nothing says delicious

My favorite was pushing her up onto the kitchen counter , pulling her skirts up and her panties down, and then going down on her - she loves having her pussy licked and her clit teased like that - she ended up squirting everywhere (she's done that before) and I just couldn't keep up with it.

 

[isebellabee23]

I’m baking cornbread tonight to make cornbread stuffing for Thanksgiving and my mind has been wandering to all the times I’ve been fucked in the kitchen. In my 20’s I had a boyfriend who really got off on me doing anything domestic, so if I was cooking there was a good chance he would come up behind me and start touching me and kissing the back of my neck.

I think part of the thrill was watching me get all worked up when I was trying to concentrate on something else. Usually I’d shoo him away after a few minutes, but there were a handful of times (ok maybe more than a handful) where I gave in to his advances and we wound up doing it right there in the kitchen. Sometimes he’d bend me over the counter and fuck me from behind, and other times he’d pick me up and sit me on the counter so we could do it face to face.

One time while I was washing the dishes, he pulled my panties down and started fingering me. When I went to turn off the water he wouldn’t let me. “Just keep scrubbing,” he told me, but the more he fingered me the worse I got at washing. Eventually I reached the point where I scrubbed the same spoon over and over for at least five minutes until I finally came.

Anyway ... I just took the cornbread out of the oven. But I’m curious what stories other people have about sex in the kitchen.

"Eventually I reached the point where I scrubbed the same spoon over and over for at least five minutes until I finally came."

Girl, I related to this so much!

 

[freckles10179]

cum on my cupcakes

Since I am a baker by trade I have only had a few experience of having sex in the kitchen! Most of the time it was them eating me out as I baked cupcakes / a cake for a party/ event . My biggest fantasy is having my partner lift up my skirt or unzip my pants and rubbing his cock against my cheeks, demanding that i continue to bake as they undress and tease me !!! By the time we are done there is cum all over me and the cupcakes

 

[TheWorldBuilder]

I’m baking cornbread tonight to make cornbread stuffing for Thanksgiving and my mind has been wandering to all the times I’ve been fucked in the kitchen. In my 20’s I had a boyfriend who really got off on me doing anything domestic, so if I was cooking there was a good chance he would come up behind me and start touching me and kissing the back of my neck.

I think part of the thrill was watching me get all worked up when I was trying to concentrate on something else. Usually I’d shoo him away after a few minutes, but there were a handful of times (ok maybe more than a handful) where I gave in to his advances and we wound up doing it right there in the kitchen. Sometimes he’d bend me over the counter and fuck me from behind, and other times he’d pick me up and sit me on the counter so we could do it face to face.

One time while I was washing the dishes, he pulled my panties down and started fingering me. When I went to turn off the water he wouldn’t let me. “Just keep scrubbing,” he told me, but the more he fingered me the worse I got at washing. Eventually I reached the point where I scrubbed the same spoon over and over for at least five minutes until I finally came.

Anyway ... I just took the cornbread out of the oven. But I’m curious what stories other people have about sex in the kitchen.

Girl, I related to this so much!

Yes, it's a combination of teasing, control and watching you losing the ability to focus on the original task. The pleasure comes from knowing my actions are turning you on.

 

[WilliamOddly]

I love the idea of kitchen sex, there's something about the smell of baking and the hands-on-ness of a kitchen that makes it an inherently sensual place. Added to that the potential for messy, food-including sex, and I have a sudden urge to have someone sit on a large kitchen table and offer me an Eton mess served between their thighs.

 

[bibethhotwet]

My husband and I are nude or at least semi nude the majority of the time when we are home alone. We have had sex in every room in our house including the garage. I love walking out of our bedroom and seeing him nude at the kitchen counter or by our bar which is adjacent. Seeing that semi-hard on of his gets me instantly wet and more than once I have slipped to my knees to suck him off right then and there. More than once he has sat me up on the kitchen counter and went down on me then fucked me. I have had relatives over who arent as sexually driven as we are and grinned to myself as we stood around chatting in the kitchen, leaning against the counters thinking..."if they only knew"