In the heart of the Mediterranean, on a sunny summer day, a yacht sailed through the crystal-clear waters. On board, a man named Luca couldn’t take his eyes off a woman named Isabella. She had fiery red curls, a captivating smile, and big hips that looked magnificent in her tiny bikini.
Luca was a man of power and charm, but Isabella seemed untouchable, always surrounded by her friends. However, as they went for a swim in the warm sea, Luca saw his chance. He swam towards Isabella, who was treading water, her curls floating around her like a halo.
“Join me,” Luca said, offering his hand.
Isabella hesitated for a moment, then took it. Together, they swam further from the yacht, the water growing deeper, darker. Luca’s heart raced as he pulled Isabella closer, their bodies mere inches apart.
Underwater, Luca traced his fingers along Isabella’s hips, feeling her body tremble beneath his touch. Her green eyes were wide with surprise, but there was something else, something deeper. He pulled her closer, pressing his lips to hers in a fierce kiss.
Isabella responded with equal passion, her hands running through Luca’s hair as they kissed beneath the surface. Luca’s hands explored Isabella’s body, feeling her curves, her soft skin, her hard nipples.
Breaking the kiss, Luca moved down Isabella’s body, his lips trailing kisses along her neck, her collarbone, her breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and nibbling until Isabella moaned with pleasure.
Luca’s fingers found their way to Isabella’s bikini bottom, hooking them and pulling them down. Isabella kicked them off, her legs wrapping around Luca’s waist as he lifted her up.
Luca’s cock was rock hard, pressing against Isabella’s pussy. She was wet, ready for him. Luca entered her slowly, inch by inch, until he was fully inside her.
They moved together, their bodies slick with water and sweat. Luca’s hands gripped Isabella’s hips as he thrust into her, harder and faster. Isabella’s moans grew louder, echoing through the water around them.
“Yes, Luca, yes!” Isabella cried out, her nails digging into Luca’s back.
Luca felt Isabella’s pussy clench around him as she came, her orgasm sending waves of pleasure through his own body. He thrust into her one last time, his cock pulsing as he came inside her.
Breathless, they broke apart, floating in the water together. Luca looked at Isabella, her curls spread out around her like a halo, her big hips still magnificent in the water.
“I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you,” Luca said, his voice husky with desire.
Isabella smiled, her green eyes shining with satisfaction. “I know,” she said. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
Together, they swam back to the yacht, their bodies spent but satisfied. The siren’s call had been answered, and neither of them had any regrets.
