In the dimly lit corner of the bustling city bar, I spotted her – a stunning woman with short, dark hair that framed her face like a work of art. She was captivating. I approached her, ordered us a round of drinks, and we quickly found ourselves engrossed in conversation.
Bridget, as she introduced herself, had a radiant smile and an air of confidence that only added to her allure. Our chemistry was palpable, and I knew I had to see her again. After some playful banter and flirtatious glances, I dared to ask if she would like to continue our conversation at my place. To my delight, she agreed.
As soon as we entered my apartment, the tension between us ignited. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, our bodies pressed close together. My hands wandered down her back, caressing her curves, while hers were entangled in my hair. Our breaths became ragged as our kiss deepened, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths.
Breaking our kiss, I trailed my lips down her neck, eliciting soft moans from Bridget. I nibbled on her earlobe, whispering how much I desired her. She responded by unbuttoning my shirt, her fingers tracing the contours of my chest. My cock twitched in anticipation as she gently grazed her nails across my skin.
With a wicked smile, Bridget pushed me onto the bed and climbed on top of me. She ground her hips against my growing erection, her eyes never leaving mine. I reached up, cupping her breasts through her blouse, and she arched her back with a purr.
She unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her lacy black bra. I couldn’t help but admire her perfect figure. My hands found her breasts once more, this time unclasping her bra and freeing her erect nipples. I teased them with my thumbs, causing Bridget to gasp and moan.
As I lavished attention on her breasts, Bridget began to unbutton her skin-tight jeans. I assisted her, sliding them down her legs and tossing them aside. She wore a matching black thong that left little to the imagination. I could see the dampness seeping through the fabric, and I knew she was ready for me.
Bridget leaned down, her hair cascading around us as she resumed our passionate kiss. Her hand reached down, stroking my cock through my pants. I groaned, desperate for her touch.
She broke our kiss, her lips traveling down my chest and abdomen. She nipped at my hip bones, her fingers deftly undoing my belt and pants. My cock sprang free, eager and aching for her.
Bridget wasted no time, wrapping her lips around the head of my cock. She sucked and teased, her tongue swirling around my shaft. I moaned, my hands finding her hair as I guided her rhythm.
But I wanted more. I needed to feel her wetness, to taste her desire. I gently pushed Bridget onto her back and knelt between her legs. I hooked my fingers into her thong, pulling it aside and revealing her glistening pussy.
I wasted no time, diving into her folds with my tongue. Bridget cried out, her hips bucking as I lapped at her clit. I slid a finger inside her, feeling her walls tighten around me. I added a second finger, fucking her with my hand as I continued to devour her pussy.
Bridget’s moans grew louder, her body trembling as she neared her climax. I could feel her getting wetter, her pussy clenching around my fingers. I curled my fingers, finding that spot that would send her over the edge.
“Oh, fuck, yes!” Bridget cried out, her orgasm washing over her. I continued to lick and suck, drawing out every last shiver of pleasure.
As Bridget came down from her high, I positioned myself above her. I teased her entrance with the head of my cock, watching as her eyes darkened with desire. I slowly entered her, savoring the feeling of her warmth enveloping me.
We moved together, our bodies in sync as we found our rhythm. Bridget’s legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper inside her. I thrust harder, our moans filling the room as we chased our release.
Bridget’s pussy clenched around my cock as she came again, her orgasm triggering my own. I groaned, filling her with my seed as I emptied myself inside her.
We lay there, our bodies intertwined, as our breathing slowly returned to normal. I couldn’t help but smile, knowing that I had found someone truly special in Bridget.
As we drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other’s arms, I knew that this was only the beginning of our passionate journey together.
