In the dimly lit corner of the bustling city bar, a man named Jack sat, nursing a glass of whiskey. His eyes scanned the room, taking in the sea of people around him. That’s when he saw her – a woman with fiery red hair, a body that would make any man’s head turn, and big hips that swayed with every step she took. She wore a push-up bra that showcased her ample cleavage, and her eyes were hidden behind dark sunglasses, even though they were indoors.
Jack couldn’t take his eyes off her, and before he knew it, she was standing in front of him, those full lips curved into a seductive smile.
“Buy a girl a drink?” she asked, her voice low and sultry.
Jack nodded, signaling the bartender for another round. They exchanged small talk, but Jack could sense that there was more to this woman than met the eye.
As the night went on, they found themselves alone in a corner booth, their bodies pressed close together. Jack’s hand found its way to her thigh, and he felt her shiver in response.
“I want you,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear.
Jack didn’t need to be told twice. He led her to his nearby apartment, their bodies still entwined.
Once inside, they tore at each other’s clothes, desperate to feel skin on skin. Jack trailed kisses down her neck, nipping at her earlobe and making her moan. His hands roamed over her curves, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples.
She let out a gasp as he dropped to his knees, his mouth finding her wet and ready for him. He licked and sucked at her clit, making her writhe in pleasure. She tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer.
“Fuck me,” she begged, her voice hoarse.
Jack stood, his cock hard and ready. He teased her entrance with the tip, making her whimper.
“Please,” she moaned, her hips bucking up to meet him.
He plunged into her, filling her completely. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper. He set a fast pace, their bodies slapping together.
“Yes, yes,” she chanted, her nails digging into his back.
Jack felt his own release building, and he reached down to stroke her clit. She cried out, her orgasm crashing over her. He followed soon after, filling her with his cum.
They lay there, spent and satisfied, their bodies still tangled together.
“Who are you?” Jack asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
“Just a woman who wanted to be fucked,” she replied, a sly smile playing on her lips.
And with that, she was gone, leaving Jack with nothing but memories of their passionate encounter.
