It was a warm summer evening, and I was lying in bed, trying to fall asleep after a long day of work. My mind was buzzing with thoughts and worries, unable to find peace. Suddenly, I heard a soft knock on the door. I got up and opened it, revealing a woman with long, flowing hair and a perfect body. She was dressed in a silky, transparent robe that left little to the imagination.
“Hey, it’s me, Lily,” she said with a seductive smile. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you, so I decided to come over and see if you wanted some company.”
I was taken aback by her sudden appearance, but I couldn’t deny the attraction I felt towards her. She was a colleague of mine, and we had always had a flirtatious relationship, but I had never imagined that it would lead to this.
“Come in,” I stammered, stepping aside to let her in.
She walked past me, her hips swaying seductively. I closed the door and turned to face her. She looked even more stunning up close, with her green eyes and full lips. She took off her robe, revealing her bare skin. She was wearing a lacy lingerie set that accentuated her curves.
“Wow,” I said, unable to hide my admiration.
“Do you like what you see?” she asked, running her fingers through her hair.
“Yes, very much,” I replied, my eyes fixed on her body.
She took a step closer to me and wrapped her arms around my neck. She pulled me in for a deep kiss, her tongue exploring my mouth. I could feel her breasts pressing against my chest, and I could smell her perfume. It was intoxicating.
She broke the kiss and looked at me with a mischievous smile.
“Let’s take this to the bedroom,” she said, taking my hand and leading me to the bed.
We undressed each other slowly, taking in every inch of each other’s bodies. She was even more beautiful than I had imagined. Her skin was soft and smooth, and her curves were perfect. I couldn’t believe that I was about to make love to her.
We lay down on the bed, and she straddled me. She started grinding her hips against mine, and I could feel her wetness through her panties. She leaned down and kissed me again, her tongue dancing with mine. I reached up and cupped her breasts, feeling their weight in my hands. She moaned softly, encouraging me to continue.
I started caressing her nipples, rolling them between my fingers. She arched her back, pressing her breasts further into my hands. I could feel her getting more and more aroused, and I knew that she was ready for more.
I slid my hand down her stomach and started rubbing her clit through her panties. She moaned louder, her hips moving faster. I could feel her wetness seeping through the fabric, and I knew that she was ready for me.
I slipped her panties off and positioned myself at her entrance. I looked into her eyes, and she nodded, giving me permission to enter her. I slid inside her slowly, savoring the feeling of her warmth surrounding me. She felt amazing, and I knew that this was going to be a night to remember.
We started moving together, finding a rhythm that felt just right. She was moaning and panting, her nails digging into my shoulders. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, but I didn’t want this to end.
I slowed down, and she looked at me with a questioning expression.
“I want this to last,” I said, kissing her softly.
She smiled and nodded, understanding what I meant. We changed positions, and I entered her from behind. She moaned louder, her hips moving faster. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge again, but I held back.
I pulled out and lay down on the bed, pulling her on top of me. She straddled me and slid me back inside her. She started riding me, her breasts bouncing in front of my face. I reached up and started playing with her nipples again, and she moaned louder.
I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge again, and I knew that I couldn’t hold back any longer. I grabbed her hips and started thrusting upwards, meeting her movements. She moaned louder and louder, and I could feel her getting closer and closer to the edge.
Suddenly, she cried out, her body shaking with pleasure. I could feel her muscles contracting around me, and I knew that I had pushed her over the edge. I followed her a few seconds later, my body shaking with pleasure.
We lay there, panting and sweating, our bodies intertwined. I looked at her, and she looked back at me, a satisfied smile on her face.
“That was amazing,” she said, kissing me softly.
“Yes, it was,” I replied, smiling back at her.
We lay there for a while, talking and cuddling. I knew that this was a moment that I would never forget. It was a night of passion with an enchantress, and I was grateful for every second of it.
